Chapter 144: There is nothing to lose!

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The fire of Dao Qi slowly converged, and Wan Dong's first blade, which was cast by his life, slowly emerged.
Finally, until the last touch of gold was completely condensed, a blinding snow and cold light immediately rose into the sky, even if it was at daytime, the room was full of light, and it could not hide this light at all. Along with the cold light rising from the sky, there is a kind of creepy chill that swept away, making Wan Dong, the quasi-master of the six peaks of real energy, couldn't help but shudder a few chills.
This is a weapon that is not inferior to the stone cutter!
Before waiting for a closer look, Wandong has made such a judgment based on his feelings.
A piece of fist-sized blood steel, which contains the spirit of heaven and earth, can at least make more than ten ordinary long swords jump to a level, but a calcite knife, but it needs to use half the weight of blood steel, completely Only by spitting out the spirit of the world, can it be cast. Therefore, each stone-cutter is a magic weapon and extremely precious. If it was n’t Tianbao Pavilion that was dealing with blood steel, I ’m afraid it would n’t have so many calcite knives, too extravagant!
This dagger cast by Wan Dong is useless, even a tiny bit of blood steel, and its quality is not lost to the Jieshi Dadao. This is enough to prove that the sword-casting technique of Xuantian Great God is absolutely against the sky. The existence of the level, defeat any master sword-caster in the ordinary world.
However, Wan Dong still doesn't know what position Xuantian Great God's sword-casting technology is in the Daomen World. This can only be known after he arrives in the Daomen World.
Wan Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and the dagger immediately lost his and fell straight to the ground. He only heard a sneering sound, and so deep into the ground, leaving only a wooden handle, still on the ground. Wan Dong couldn't help but take a breath, which was too sharp.
Pulling the dagger out, spread it in the palm of your hand, an inexplicable chill immediately penetrated his skin and drilled straight into his body, making Wan Dong inevitably shudder a few more chills. Incomparable dagger, under the world, what can stop its edge?
Wan Dong started thinking about sword-making skills for a considerable part of the reason. He still wanted to gain a deeper understanding of the nature and use of Dao Qi, but he did not plan to be a sword-caster in the future. But what he did not expect was that an ordinary long sword that could be seen everywhere on the street, after some tempering of his morals, could become such a magic weapon, and the value was doubled ten thousand times. Can't help but feel a little tempted.
Where the sword is cast is gold, wealth! Not to mention that in the future, at his current level, within a year, he can become the richest man in the entire Eastern Continent. Who doesn't like money?
But after another thought, Wan Dong gave up the idea of ​​becoming a swordsmith. Money is good, but can money rescue Mu Lin? I'm afraid not! In the eyes of the Daomen, gold and ordinary rotten stones, I am afraid there is not much difference?
But even if you can't become a top swordsmith, this skill Wan Dong still needs to master. In the future, the forging of flying swords depends entirely on the skill of casting swords.
Gently stroking the blade of the dagger, Wan Dong's eyes swept towards the remaining ten-odd ordinary swords. An ordinary long sword can only be tempered with such a dagger, what about five or ten handles? Together, can you always create a sword that is not inferior to the dagger? Wan Dong doesn't like to be an assassin in a dark place. He really has no love for a short dagger, and his long sword is his great love!
Now that he has made up his mind, he has to put it into action. Wan Dong is not only a thinker, but also a practitioner.
Forging more than ten long swords into a magic weapon is not only a technical task, but also a strength task. It is a severe test for Wan Dong's morality.
In addition to eating, Wan Dong even saves sleep, spent a whole day and night, Wan Dong finally cast two swords.
Wan Dong originally wanted to use ten ordinary long swords to cast into a treasure sword, but he found that his Dao Qi couldn't be done at the same time, and at the same time, tempering six ordinary long swords was his limit.
However, Wan Dong was still very satisfied with the two swords that were successfully cast. Although Wan Dong knows that such a sword may not even be a broken copper in the Daomen World, but in the ordinary small world, these two swords are definitely top-notch.
"Yao Ting?" Wan Dong was about to put away the two swords together with the dagger that was initially cast, and Ning Shan's shout came from the door.
As soon as he heard Ning Shan's shouting, Wan Dong frowned, and for the past two days, Ning Shan made countless food for him. He just raised Wan Dong as a pig.