"Yes, at this time, use the expression I taught you..."

Mo Hua passed the message to Ouyang Mu and gave instructions remotely.

Ouyang Mu suddenly felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

I practiced my expression all night and finally used it.

He looked serious at first to show that he was firm in his Taoism and unmoved, but his eyes were still vaguely evasive, showing his inner wavering and desire for better sword-making skills...

The evil weapon master smiled slightly.

Taken the bait!

This kid has all kinds of emotions and desires on his face, and everything he is thinking is written on his face, and you can understand it at a glance.

Although his expression is a bit stiff.

But it is normal for dull people to have inner tangles and stiff expressions.

The evil weapon master continued: "This Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is heavily guarded and closed in all directions. The only central avenue out of the valley is controlled by the leader."

The evil weapon master's eyes narrowed, "That is a road sealed with a very profound and obscure formation. So far, I have only seen this kind of formation drawn by the leader."

"If you don't know the essence of the formation, let alone an ordinary second-grade formation master, even a third-grade or fourth-grade formation master will be helpless..."

Speaking of this, the evil weapon master suddenly felt a little emotional.

"The difference between formation masters and weapon refiners is really huge."

"The barriers between formations are far more profound and unknowable than refining weapons..."

"No wonder the status of us weapon refiners is far inferior to that of formation masters..."

The evil weapon master turned his head, looked at Ouyang Mu, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I am telling you this because I want you to understand that now that you have entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, you have to give up and don't have unrealistic delusions."

"Rather than resist fearlessly and die here, being eaten by monsters and leaving no bones left, it is better to carry forward with a heavy load and spend the rest of your life forging swords."

"Even if you fall into evil ways, even if you are doomed, you must not lose your ambition to forge the supreme sword..."

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Mo Hua felt a little surprised when he heard this.

This old evil weapon master actually still has such ambitions, which is quite... impressive.

Moreover, the news he revealed is also very thought-provoking.

The only central avenue leading out of the valley is controlled by the "leader".

A very profound and obscure formation blocked the road.

Rank three and rank four formation masters may be helpless...

Could that be... a Shinto formation?

And this "leader" can control the Shinto formation, which means that he is probably a Shinto formation master?

Mo Hua was slightly shocked.

A genuine Shinto formation master...

Must be a master!

If given the chance, I would definitely meet him, learn something from him, and then find a way to kill him.

Shinto formations must be learned.

But the Shinto formation master must not stay!

After hearing what the evil weapon master said, Xiaomu was still a little confused and at a loss.

Mo Hua continued to guide him to act:

"The look is a little desperate..."

"You have to pretend that you can't get out, and you will be trapped here for the rest of your life. You will only be an evil weapon master for the rest of your life, and you will not be able to become a real swordsmith..."

Ouyang Mu's expression was indeed desperate.

"Then he looked thoughtful and a little confused..."

"I'm struggling with myself, whether I should stick to the right path and would rather die than obey, or should I settle for the next best thing and forge an evil sword in order to pursue the art of weapon refining..."

Needless to say, Ouyang Mu was already very conflicted.

"Finally, my eyes are firm and I am determined..."

"Even if you are casting an evil sword, you must become an unparalleled evil swordsman, forge the best evil sword in the world, and aspire to be the supreme sword master!"

Ouyang Mu automatically replaced the word "evil sword" with "spiritual sword", and then a surging impulse surged in his heart.

"Yes, that's right, I want to be the greatest swordsmith!"

Ouyang's dull expression was as firm as a mountain, and his eyes burst out with flaming fighting spirit and enthusiasm.

The evil weapon master was stunned and even felt that Ouyang Mu was a bit dazzling at this moment.

This purest obsession with making swords made him feel ashamed of himself.

But in an instant, these emotions were all hidden.

The evil weapon master nodded and said: "Very good!"

Many times, people's words may be false, but their emotions cannot be false.

Ouyang Mu's mental journey was almost clearly displayed on his face, which was more convincing than his words.

The evil weapon master thinks he is very accurate in judging people and cannot make mistakes.

Just like yesterday, he took out a white bone and handed it to Ouyang Mu, saying calmly:

"Take these white bones and fuse them with fine iron. As a disciple of the Ouyang family, you should know the techniques for refining weapons. I don't need to say more..."

The tone of his words was cold, but his attitude was much more relaxed.

Ouyang Mu hesitated for a moment, looked down at his sleeves, and saw a word coming from the ink painting: "Lian."

What this old demon cultivator said was wrong, but in fact it wasn't too wrong.

After a person dies, the bones are just dead objects. After being simply refined and fused with fine iron, they are nothing, and they will not instantly become an evil weapon master.

However, human blood, human skin, and human bone refining tools are prohibited...

This kind of law is strictly stipulated by the Taoist court.

Because once the regulations are not strict, someone will take advantage of them.

Once a weapon refiner starts to use human bones to refine weapons, over time, he will form a habit, and eventually he will even take the initiative to kill people, exterminate families, and peel human bones to refine weapons.

Don't do it because it's a small evil.

Therefore, it is necessary to guard against subtle changes.

At this time, Ouyang Mu was in a special situation. He was coerced by the demon cultivator. If he didn't go out of his way and practiced some human bones, his life would be gone, so it was excusable.

Even in Daotingsi, there is a saying.

This is called "emergency evacuation".

Mo Hua often dealt with Gu Changhuai, the Daoting Secretary, and he knew a lot about this little knowledge.

Ouyang Mu felt relieved.

"Senior Brother Mo knows a lot. If he asks you to practice, then just practice..."

So he silently took the bones, and according to the art of refining, he calmly refined the bones and melted them into the fine iron beside him.

The old demon cultivator stared at it for a while, felt relieved, and turned around to do his own thing.

In the green fire, the white bones melt little by little and merge with the fine iron...

Once he was refining the weapon, Ouyang Mu was very focused and his attitude was meticulous.

After a while, he couldn't stand the ink painting anymore, so he wrote:

"You can do some hard work..."

"ah?"

Ouyang Mu was stunned.

The old demon cultivator on the side heard the sound, frowned and looked over, asking: "What's wrong?"

Ouyang Mu shook his head, "It's nothing, I missed it..."

It is perfectly normal to fail in refining a weapon.

The old demon cultivator didn't care, so he turned his head and continued to stare at the demon-skin paper in his hand, which contained an unknown content, and pondered over it with great concentration.

But he still devoted some of his attention to monitoring Ouyang Mu.

Ouyang Mu pretended to be honest for a while, then went to see the letter of communication, and saw the ink painting saying:
To be continued...