Half a month passed in a hurry.

On this day, Jingzhou, Tiema City.

Warriors gathered, and there were crowds of people.

The sword-making villa in Tiema City is well-known in the world and has always been known as the "ancestor of weapons". Various major sects have come and go, especially the four major sword sects in the Great Dynasties practice sword skills, which are unique in the Tai Mars Domain. The magic weapons of the sword sect have been masterpieces of the sword-making villa throughout the ages.

Because Iron Horse City is the center of the founder, the city has very developed casting technology, and various weapons cast with copper and iron water can be seen everywhere in the city, making the city look like a warrior waiting for a sword, full of a sense of desolation, and it is really a golden sword and iron horse.

Chen Mo entered the Iron Horse City with the carriage from the West Branch. The convoy drove out the flag of the West Branch. It was unobstructed along the way and was envious of countless warriors around him. However, at this time, Chen Mo was asleep in the car. Jin Fuerer sat opposite him and kept looking at Chen Mo, with admiration and a little worried. In the past half month, Chen Mo had been familiar with casting in the great artifact. He was accompanied by lung fire every day and night, so Jin Fuerer once again confirmed that he was not a hard work at all, and ordinary warriors could not bear any kind of hardship.

Jin Fuer-er was stunned by the fact that Chen Mo was able to persevere.

Now seeing Chen Mo sleeping unpreparedly, he was a little worried that his body would not be able to bear it. However, he didn't know that although Chen Mo was asleep, the nose locking technique was always working. The stomata in his body was extremely sensitive to the external breath, and he could not escape any movement. Chen Mo also knew about the complex changes in his heart, but he was too lazy to pay attention to his fake death.

The car was shaking slowly like a cradle, and it finally stopped for a while.

"Young master, you have arrived at Zhujian Villa." The voice of subordinates came from outside.

Jin Fuer-er was hesitating whether to wake up Chen Mo.

Chen Mo opened his eyes and Jin Fueri was happy: "Brother Shi Jin, you woke up just in time and we are here."

Chen Mo took out a mask that covered the half-covered face and put it on his belt. The carefully cast mask covered the lips part, like a mask.

Outside the carriage, Jin Wuliang was gathering with several major managers to wait for Chen Mo. This time, several major managers also took their apprentices to participate in the four sword swabs to give them experience in the world.

"Master, are you really determined to let that kid participate in such an important competition?" At this point, Manager Yun and others are still a little unwilling to be a rash caster who can become the savior of the Western Branch.

"I have decided, and I have to mention this matter again."

Jin Wuliang frowned and said unhappily.

Manager Yun can only keep silent.

"Old Yun, you are too thoughtful. As far as I know, this fellow Taoist Shi Jin, Banyue, recognized all the precious materials in the great world, and even many of the casting skills are more advanced than us. This time, the Western Branch is expected." A female manager made a smooth move.

"I hope so." Manager Yun said toughly.

Chen Mo and Jin Fuer got out of the carriage and walked towards them. When they saw Chen Mo wearing half a mask, the officials were stunned. The mask was made very strange, like an assassin, but with layers of dragon scales carved on it, which looked extraordinary. Chen Mo was originally mysterious in their eyes, and under this mask, he felt even more cold and ruthless sculpture.

Even Manager Yun couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The heart is as strong as iron, and the mind is as rock!

Heart is like iron, and intention is like stone. It is a great realm after being tempered by the founder. When casting an item, the steel-like will can be instilled into the item, making the cast items more powerful. However, few founders can truly achieve it. The boy in front of him can actually give him this feeling.

After looking at his apprentice again, his jealous and impatient expression was completely different, and Mr. Yun couldn't help but sigh.

Jin Wuliang smiled slightly.

"Is this mask cast by fellow Daoist Shi Jin himself?" asked a manager.

"Yeah, try it." Chen Mo replied.

"Oh, not bad, the casting skills have reached the level of perfection." Everyone praised.

"But why do you need to cast such a strange mask?" The founder likes to carve his own marks on his weapons, which means that every founder is very willing to other warriors to remember their appearance, so that his fame will become greater.

A founder can only gain the friendship of a stronger monk with a strong reputation, and few people do the opposite of their behavior like Chen Mo to cover up his appearance.

"I think this is more distinctive, hehe." Jin Fuer-er explained.

Everyone thought it seemed very reasonable, and they couldn't help but admire Chen Mo's thoughts even more.

How could they know that Chen Mo did this to avoid others recognizing him. He gained the reputation of Tanhua in the Shenwu Ju. Although Jianghu and Temple are two different worlds, it is always good to be careful.

The sword-casting villa is located at the highest point of Iron Horse City. The outer walls of the villa are cast of steel. The veritable iron walls are the "stairs" leading to the villa are also unique, and the steps extend like the shape of a sword.

In addition, various weapons can be seen everywhere.

Just standing at the villa, Chen Mo couldn't help but admire any visiting warrior who felt the "awe" of casting. He was truly worthy of being the most powerful sect of founders.

Today is the day for the four sects to compete for swords. The outer door of the villa is open to the public. All the warriors who love weapons and receive invitations come here, and the traffic is full of people and it is very lively.

Jin Wuliang and his group were immediately attracted attention from people around them, but perhaps because they lost the Chinese and Western branch in the past three years, everyone responded with a sympathy.

Chen Mo followed Jin Wuliang to the main hall of Zhujian Villa first.

The owner of the sword-making mansion is an old man in his seventies. He has a strong face and a red face. The owner of the sword-making mansion is an intermediate caster with his qi and blood stronger than that of a young warrior. He is sitting in the hall with his eyes like a torch.

Jin Wuliang and Chen Mo entered the hall and immediately felt the oppression of the old man's eyes.

Chen Mo already knew in advance that the Western branch was under the jurisdiction of the Jin Wuliang Jin family for all dynasties. It is located in the Western branch of the Western Regions. Although the environment is harsh, it has a lot to do with the extraterrestrial star domain. Many foreign merchants come and go, and have rich ore spiritual sand transactions. It is the most prosperous among the four branches. Zhujian Villa has always wanted to completely get involved but can't do anything. This time, the Jin family broke the founder team and was the best opportunity. The owner of Zhujian Manor was also eyeing him and was determined to take the Western branch from the four sects to wipe the sword.

"Jin Wuliang, you are here." The owner of the sword-making manor spoke, his voice full of courage.

"The owner of the manor is getting better and better in spirit. It's really a blessing for the villa." Jin Wuliang clasped his fists. The two were both intermediate casters, but the owner of the sword casting manor had the most qualifications, so Jin Wuliang must also be respectful.

"Of course, this manor is looking forward to the four sects wiping their swords this time." said Sword-Boosing Villa.

"Jin Wuliang, your Xi Branch has ranked last in the first three years of competition. If you lose again this time, according to the rules, you will be the wise man as the leader." Sitting in the hall, a big eared man laughed.

"It turned out to be Luo Dunzhu of the East Branch. I heard that the villa is also very concerned about Luo Dunzhu's disciple, which makes Jin very jealous." Jin Wuliang smiled slightly.

Luo Duzhu's apprentice is a young man of twenty-five or six years. He looks pretty handsome and has a gloomy look, like a gloomy cumulus cloud. Luo Duzhu said, "He deserves to be appreciated by the villa. If Brother Wuliang also has such an apprentice, the villa will not treat him badly. But unfortunately, Luo heard that your son Jin Fuerer seems to be unable to endure hardship."

"What a pity. The Jin family casting has been famous for a hundred years in the Western Regions, but this pulse is broken."

"It's really inappropriate. The ancestors of the Jin family may be sad."

"Brother Jin should reflect on himself."

Others were sarcastic, and Jin Wuliang's expression changed slightly. When they said that they were suffering, if Jin Fuer was not really lazy, he would have had no disciples to fight.

Faced with the ridicule of several people, Jin Wuliang could only remove his teeth and swallow it into his stomach.

"Everyone has ambition and always has his own expertise. The words of several seniors can judge others by themselves. Let's see below. Although the second rich young master does not like casting, the casting technique of the Jin family can still be carried forward."

Chen Mo said.

Seeing that a junior dared to contradict him, several rudder leaders were stunned and showed displeasure.

Then they looked at Chen Mo, either sneering or disdainful.

"Is this the apprentice who represented the Xi Branch in the competition?" The owner of Zhujian Manor smiled.

"I heard that Manager Yun's apprentice is not very good. Wouldn't he let him take advantage of his previous shame?"

"You have never seen your disciple."

"Isn't it because I feel that I'm sure I'm going to lose. I just want to find someone to lose the face of Zhujian Villa in front of everyone."

The atmosphere was unhappy.

Chen Mo was too young and closed his breath because of the nose locking technique. Everyone felt that they could not see their strength and naturally could not detect the degree of prosperity of the qi and blood. They only felt that Chen Mo was dull and like a white paper, and had no experience in casting at all.

"Hey, please don't be impatient." The owner of the sword casting mansion stopped everyone: "This fellow Taoist Shi Jin heard that he had just entered the Western Branch in the first half of a month. He could get the value of Jin Wuliang. He should be a bit real. The owner of this owner will look forward to his performance."

Jin Wuliang changed slightly, and the words of the owner of the Sword Forging Manor clearly indicated that he knew everything about the Xi Branch.

"Don't worry, Master Wuliang will not lose face to everyone." Jin Wuliang said.

The owner of the sword-making manor smiled, and after several people took their seats, they made a brief exchange. Not long after, they came down to report that Wanren Pavilion, Wanren Pavilion, the three helmsman present, all showed a hint of solemnity.

Before Chen Mo came, he knew that among the four major branches of the Sword Casting Villa, the Wanren Pavilion of the North Branch had the strongest disciples, and was known as the handsome caster of the founder. He was not only a powerful founder, but also practiced in the Beiming Sword Sect, with strong cultivation. You should know that the head of the four major sword sects today is the Beiming Sword Sect, and the daughter of the leader of the Beiming Sword Sect is extremely talented and has a very popular reputation in the sect world. Even some senior cultivators are beyond the reach of the world.
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