"Evil sword..."

The ink painting thought slightly.

At this time, there were two people standing in the sword-making room.

One of them was Ouyang Mu, who was wearing shackles and standing in front of a green fire bone furnace and rows of blood-colored swords, his face slightly pale.

There is another person, an old demon cultivator.

He was wearing a gray robe, with a stooped back, a long nose, and an evil aura.

The old demon was currently forging a sword. The palm exposed from under his gray robe was thick and rough, covered with black and red hematomas, and covered with burn scars.

This is an evil weapon master.

Moreover, he is a very experienced evil weapon master and has forged countless evil swords in his hands.

He turned his head slightly, glanced at Ouyang Mu, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Today, I will teach you how to make a sword."

Ouyang Mu was shocked.

He looked at the dense white bones, the smelly blood pool, and the large number of evil weapon embryos around him, and immediately refused:

"I don't want to learn!"

The evil weapon master smiled gloomily.

"Stupid boy, this is your chance."

"What I have is something that others cannot learn even if they want to."

Ouyang Mu pursed his lips tightly, shook his head and said, "I don't want to learn!"

The evil weapon master glanced at him and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for the orders from above, do you think I want to teach you? Silly boy, if you miss this opportunity, if you want to learn in the future, you will have no chance..."

Ouyang Mu was like a piece of wood, silent and very stubborn.

The evil weapon master walked around Ouyang Mu, looked at him carefully, nodded slightly, "He has a bad temper, but he is a good boy."

He raised his head slightly and asked, "Are you from the Ouyang family?"

Ouyang kept a straight face and said nothing.

The evil weapon master snorted coldly, "Needless to say, with your tough temper and your ordinary appearance, you belong to the Ouyang family at first glance."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to let me teach you..."

Ouyang Mu was a little surprised, frowned and asked:

"Who are you...? What does it have to do with our Ouyang family?"

When the evil weapon master heard this, he suddenly became angry and said, "Don't mention the Ouyang family to me. If you do, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Ouyang Mu was startled and thought to himself: Why is this old demon cultivator so happy and angry all the time, and so confused in his words...

But since he is a demon cultivator, it seems normal.

Moreover, it seems that he is already very old. He has been in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for who knows how long, and he probably doesn’t have much of his humanity left.

The evil weapon master looked angry and lost his patience. He took a piece of white bone and threw it to Ouyang Mu, "Take this white bone and fuse it with fine iron."

"You only need to do this one thing today."

"When you're done, you can leave."

Ouyang Mu subconsciously took the bones, but as soon as his palm touched the bones, he felt the coldness of the dead and immediately shrank.

The bones fell to the ground with a sound.

"Why, are you afraid of dead people's bones?" The evil weapon master grinned, "Don't have this kind of righteous and evil mysophobia, otherwise you will never become an outstanding swordsmith."

Ouyang Mu said solemnly: "What is right is right, and what is evil is evil. How can we not distinguish between them?"

The evil weapon master smiled meaningfully, "Can you tell the difference?"

Ouyang Mu said: "You have evil thoughts in your heart, so you can't tell the difference. If you follow the right path wholeheartedly and don't have evil thoughts, how can you not be able to tell the difference?"

The evil weapon master sneered, "You little brat, you don't understand anything. I'm too lazy to tell you."

"Let me ask you again," his expression turned cold, "do you practice these bones or not?"

Ouyang Mu gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Okay," the evil weapon master nodded, took out a bloody wolf tooth lock from a corner, and buckled it on Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu wanted to hide, but the claws of the evil weapon master grabbed his arm tightly, making him unable to break free.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-stained mace was already on his body.

The wolf's fang lock instantly seemed to come to life. The iron thorns were like fangs, like a vicious wolf opening its mouth and biting deeply into Ouyang Mu's body.

Ouyang Mu grunted in pain, and then he felt unwilling to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and endured it with all his strength.

The evil weapon master raised his eyebrows.

This stinky boy looks dull, but he actually feels fierce in his heart.

The wolf's fang lock became tighter and tighter, and Ouyang Mu's face became paler and paler.

The evil weapon master then said sadly:

"This wolf tooth lock is an evil weapon that I exclusively refined. It is shaped like a wolf's mouth and has barbs like teeth. Once it sees blood, it will look like a wolf biting its prey and will not let go."

"Not only that, there are blood grooves at the tips of the wolf fangs. Once they bite into the flesh, they will suck your blood like a monster."

"This is my work of ingenuity," the evil weapon master smiled proudly, looked at Ouyang Mu, and asked with a smile:

"How does it taste?"

Ouyang Mu's body felt a little cold and he couldn't stop shivering.

The evil weapon master said: "Be obedient and practice whatever I ask you to do. This way you don't have to suffer and I can do business more easily."

"Anyway, you didn't kill these people, and you don't know whose bones they belong to."

"You are just a weapon refiner. You can just use the materials to make weapons. What else does it have to do with you?"

"As long as you let go, I will unlock the wolf fang lock." The evil weapon master said again.

Ouyang Mu still gritted his teeth and persisted in silence, but the color on his face had almost disappeared, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.

It looked like I couldn't hold it any longer.

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold, and he was ready to think of a way to make this evil weapon master regardless of the situation.

At this moment, the evil weapon master flicked his hand, and a burst of evil power came out and flowed into the wolf fang lock.

The wolf's fangs trembled, like a chained wolf, and then they reluctantly let go of their ferocious fangs.

"You are so stubborn that you still hold on even when you are about to die..."

The evil weapon master shook his head.

But he didn't feel angry. Instead, his eyes flashed coldly and he became more and more excited.

Those who achieve great things must have perseverance.

Once you reach a certain level, talent is not uncommon.

But perseverance is often rarer than innate talent.

Especially in the process of refining weapons and swords, it requires superhuman patience and strong perseverance.

"Today, you can go back."

The evil weapon master said calmly, "You can come back tomorrow, but... don't blame me for not reminding you that if you can survive one day, you may not be able to survive three or seven days, let alone one month."

"You are already in this hell of ten thousand monsters. You can't escape even if you have wings. There is no way anyone will come to save you. Give up as soon as possible and make plans as soon as possible."

"In this world, although demon cultivators are in darkness and everyone calls for beatings, they are not unable to survive."

"Think carefully and take care of yourself..."

The evil weapon master talked a lot.

Ouyang Mugang was about to say something, but he lost too much blood, became dizzy, and fainted.

The evil weapon master waved, summoned a demon cultivator outside the door, and ordered: "Take him down..."

"yes."

The demon cultivator took Ouyang Mu down.

After a while, Jin Gui walked in and asked, "How's it going?"

The evil weapon master said: "My temper is too tough, I need to temper it for a while."

Jin Gui nodded and added: "He lost too much blood, so we took the opportunity to feed him blood pills and replenish some demon blood, which saved us trouble."

The evil weapon master shook his head, "It's not sweet to force him. If you do this, you will only force him to die. If you don't give in from your heart and take this step yourself, you can't be a monster."

Jin Gui had a sullen face.
To be continued...