Chapter 155: Soft sword Qiuhong

Stroking the sword body repeatedly, Lin Mu couldn't believe his feeling. The casting material of this soft sword was actually Xuanxin Steel.
Not to say how cherished and rare Xuanxin Steel is, but in the realm of cultivation, he clearly remembers that only one place can produce this kind of refining material, and he did not expect that the existence of Xuanxin Steel could be seen on earth.
Because Xuanxin Steel is not a naturally produced smelter material, but a material that is born after artificial refining. Several kinds of materials have been added for smelting.
"Do you know this material?"
Ou Xinghui immediately hurried to hear Lin Mu's exclaiming, and immediately asked.
"Yes, I do know."
Lin Mu nodded, and then asked curiously, "I wonder if Mr. Ou could tell the ancestors how to obtain the sword-making material of this soft sword?"
"Of course, this is not a secret. Many people used to know that this piece of material fell from the sky. In today's words, it is not something on the earth."
Ou Xinghui nodded and said, his eyes had a strange look. Obviously, since this thing is not on the earth, how could Lin Mu know?
"I've seen the description of this material in a book, and I don't know if it is, and then blurted out in surprise, Mr. Ou, please don't be surprised."
Lin Mu smiled softly, and then regained his mind, once again turning into a cloudless and light air.
Slowly he got up, his fingers stroked along the sword body from beginning to end, his right hand shook slightly, and the original softly dangled sword body suddenly became straight, as thin as a cicada-winged sword body. Shiny luster.
"Good sword!"
Feeling Zhenqi's unimpeded passage through the sword body is almost the same as the meridian of the human body, Lin Mu could not help but marvel.
Although Xuanxin Steel itself is a material used to add magical spirituality, naturally it will not repel the spiritual power of the spiritual master, but to make the bearing capacity of Xuanxin Steel so close to the meridian of the human body, it still appears It was the magical skill of Ou's ancestor that year.
"Mr. Lin, if you can leave the marks required by your ancestors on this piece of wood, then Qiuhong is yours."
Ou Xinghui didn't know when he took a piece of wood and placed it on the table upright. The wood had thighs and was about one meter long.
Lin Mu smiled softly and didn't look at the wood. He waved his right hand gently, and a flash of cold light flashed through. Ou Xinghui didn't see how he shot at all, and he had withdrawn the soft sword again.
At this point, the wood does not look any different from what it was just now.
"Sorry, it seems Mr. Lin failed."
Ou Xinghui didn't have any unexpected look. There were too many failures, and there wasn't much Lin Mu.
"Really? Mr. Ou may wish to take a closer look."
Lin Mu shook his head and smiled, blowing on the wood with a slight breath.
I saw the whole wood suddenly crooked, but instead of falling directly on the table, it was evenly divided into sixty pieces of the same thickness from top to bottom, layered there.
"This ... this is incredible!"
Ou Xinghui didn't say a word for a long time, it took me a while to come to such a sentence.
The time Mu Lin spent just now wasn't exhausted at all. It was almost a blink of an eye, and the wood was evenly cut into sixty equal parts. What an amazing speed and control!
Since it was built, it has waited for nearly a thousand years, and after facing numerous attempts, it finally ushered in its true master.
"I don't know what I'm doing, is it the level of Lingzu?"
Lin Mu smiled slightly.
"Of course, it is completely consistent. No, Mr. Lin's swordsmanship has completely surpassed the requirements of his ancestors. Now Qiuhong belongs to Mr. Lin."
Ou Xinghui suddenly looked a little emotional.
"I still have a merciless invitation. I wonder if Mr. Ou can help?"
Lin Mu put Qiu Hong in the purple cashmere box just now, and looked up at Ou Xinghui.
"Mr. Lin, please."
Ou Xinghui nodded.
"I want to create a scabbard, but it is not the ordinary scabbard, but a belt-like shape that can be worn around the waist. I wonder if Mr. Ou can do anything?
Lin Mu carefully described the appearance of the scabbard.
"This, although a little difficult, but I can try it."
Ou Xinghui hesitated, and finally nodded and agreed.
"Thank you so much. This is my call. If the scabbard is made, Mr. Ou please inform me. As for the price, Mr. Ou can just say the number."
Lin Mu took a piece of paper and wrote down his phone.
"The money will not be needed. Qiu Hong found his true master. I was also very happy. Finally, he fulfilled the ancestor's last wish. He did not bury this unique sword. This scabbard was even a gift for Mr Lin. "
Ou Xinghui waved his hand and smiled slightly.
After leaving Ou's pawnshop, Lin Mu was in a good mood for a while.
Since seeing Upton's weird reversal of joints in New York, he has been thinking about how to achieve this. But ordinary people's body structure cannot distort joints at will. Thinking about it, he Finally locked the target on the soft sword.
Soft sword and soft whip are recognized as the two weapons that require the most skills. In the hands of masters and mediocre men, their power can be different from cloud mud.
As long as it is used properly, soft swords and soft whip can attack from almost any angle. Compared with soft whip, soft sword has sharp edge, it is easier to exert great lethality when used, and Lin Mu has also used one Soft sword magic weapon.
So in the final choice, he still chose the soft sword.
However, the casting of soft swords requires amazing craftsmanship. The general foundry is simply incompetent, so he will ask Lu Shouyang. After all, the Baolong regiment is so well-informed. Perhaps he can know some great swordsman.
Although the thermal weapons are very developed now, this kind of heritage craftsmanship is bound to be extinct.
What he didn't expect was that there really was such a ready-made soft sword. The material used was still refined, and spiritual black steel could be added!
"I didn't expect it. It seems that my luck is quite good this time."
Thinking of harvesting such a good sword, Lin Mu's mouth could not help but slightly tilted.
"Brother Lu, Qiuhong has already sent out."
As soon as Lin Mu's forefoot left, Ou Xinghui called Lu Shouyang.
"How is his strength?"
Lu Shouyang asked with a smile.
"It's amazing! Where did you find such a powerful young man?"
Ou Xinghui looked at the sixty pieces of wood on the table, which were evenly thick.
"Hey, don't ask me about this, right, the person I introduced to, didn't you rot the heart?"
Lu Shouyang smiled softly, then remembered something, and suddenly asked again.
"Relax! The person you called, how could I etch someone's heart fragrant, really, play this set with me, not to mention, I have to create a scabbard for others!"
Ou Xinghui sneered and then hung up the phone.
The rotten heart incense is the secret of their European family. The Chinese must stab their stomachs within three days and die without antidote. It is with this terrible poison that they can be exquisite in the chaotic martial arts. The sword-forging skill has a place to stand.
Otherwise, their Ou family forged so many magical weapons, and it was not long before they were looted by the martial arts people, that would still be what they are today.
Lin Mu, who was about to go straight home, got a call from Song Yuru halfway. She was shopping outside just to buy something. Lin Mu asked where the place was, and the car turned around to pick her up.
After arriving at the place, he understood why Song Yuru wanted to call him. It turned out that Guo Songyun didn't know how to get involved with Song Yuru. Seeing Song Yuru's impatient look, Lin Mu chuckled suddenly.
The car drove to the side of the road and Lin Mu got out of the car.
Guo Songyun was still entangled with Song Yuru. When he suddenly saw a Maybach heard them, he looked back in surprise and saw Lin Mu getting out of the car. His eyes were widened and he looked up and down. Lin Mu had an incredible feeling in his heart.
"Brother Guo, I haven't seen you in a long time. What a coincidence today!"
Lin Mu smiled and said hello.
"Brother Lin, what a coincidence, has the car changed?"
Guo Songyun stretched his head and glanced at the Maybach. The license plate of the a88888 made him shrink his pupils. He had no energy, let alone the car, and it was impossible for the license plate.
"Yeah, I just changed it some time ago. It ’s always inconvenient to go out and drive their cars. It ’s better to buy a car by myself. So I just let someone buy one and use it as a substitute.

Lin Mu smiled slightly, with an understatement in his left hand.
"Oh, yes, it's more convenient to have your own car."
The muscles on Guo Songyun's face twitched slightly, and Pi smiled back without smiling.
"Amu, let's go back, Zi Xi are still waiting at home."
When Song Yuru saw Lin Mu coming, a smile appeared on his face, and Guo Songyun's eyes looked twitching again.
He stayed here for a long time. Song Yuru's face was always rigid. He didn't give him a good look. As soon as Lin Mu had just arrived, she immediately smiled. The difference inside made him feel very angry.
However, due to Song Yuru's face, he was not easy to attack directly. He could only stand alone with a dull complexion, and was sulking alone.
"Yo, isn't this Dao Guo?"
At this time, there was a young man, a famous brand with a young master step under his feet, and two bodyguards who were not squinting behind him, looking quite mighty.
Seeing that Guo Songyun didn't answer, the young man's eyes turned one by one between the three, and his mouth suddenly flickered slightly, and he understood what was going on.
Song Yuru still knew him. Guo Songyun always wanted to bubble her, but he failed. Now he is so close to another man. No wonder Guo Songyun looks so ugly.
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