The old weapon refiner’s surname is Fang, and his last name is the Chinese character for rock.
Earth-level weapon refiners do not only refine earth-level weapons on weekdays, because an earth-level weapon often takes a long time to refine and is not located in a fixed place.
After arriving at the old man's residence, Fang Yan was quite proud and showed Mo Que the weapons he had made. There were many types of weapons, including swords.
Mo Que casually picked up a long knife and observed it, and at the same time said casually: "I heard that those powerful weapons are all engraved with formation patterns, which can communicate with the power of heaven and earth and exert great power. Why are there so many weapons on these weapons?
No?"
"Young Mo Mo is not a weapon refiner, so of course he doesn't know the secret of this!"
Fang Yan had a look on his face and said: "The pattern on the weapon is the secret of the weapon refiner. Therefore, after it is made, special methods will be used to hide it. Otherwise, the secret of the pattern will be easily revealed to others."
Snooping?"
Only then did Mo Que understand, and asked again: "Is it possible to make a weapon with suitable materials and engraved with corresponding patterns on it, so that it can have considerable power?"
Fang Yan nodded, but then shook his head and said: "Let's put it this way, if the weapon is a person, the weapon pattern is equivalent to a person's meridians, which can only guide the movement of vitality."
"If the person's own vitality is not strong enough, or the realm is too low, no matter how you guide the vitality, you cannot make this person have strong strength."
Although Mo Que was born in the Imperial Clan, he had immersed himself in cultivation before, so his knowledge about weapon refining was indeed limited.
"Little friend Mo, what kind of weapon do you want me to make?" Fang Yan couldn't wait to ask Mo Que.
Mo Que shook his head and said, "I don't want you to refine the weapon, I just want you to help me carve a set of weapon patterns."
"Engraving a vessel pattern? What vessel pattern? What is it carved on?" Fang Yan was a little lost. He had been practicing weapons all his life, but he had never heard of anyone only wanting to engrave a vessel pattern.
It should be noted that just carving patterns on a weapon is not enough to make it into a weapon. Even if it is refined, it will only be the most common human-level weapon and will hardly be of great use.
Earth artifacts and Tao artifacts all need to be combined with the power of heaven and earth.
"This is the set of weapon patterns." Mo Que was prepared and took out a piece of animal skin.
Fang Yan took it curiously and saw that the pattern on the weapon was more than a hundred times more complicated than any weapon he had ever refined!
As an earth-level weapon refiner, Fang Yan is naturally not an ignorant person. If Mo Que can produce such a weapon pattern, how can it have an ordinary origin?
If he was polite to Mo Que before just because of Han Ling Earth Line, then at this moment, he felt a little afraid of Mo Que.
"Master Mo, what do you want to engrave on this vessel pattern?" Fang Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Mo Que.
Mo Que looked calm, but he said something that made Fang Yan's heart tremble: "Engraved on my body!"
"Mr. Mo, you...what did you say?" Fang Yan stuttered a little. He had been refining weapons all his life and had never heard of such a request.
By carving the weapon pattern on the human body, is it possible that Mo Que intends to refine himself into a weapon? This is crazy!
"Mr. Fang, I'm not joking with you." Mo Que said seriously: "You just need to help me carve it."
This idea did not come to Mo Que suddenly, but was another method of body training left in the thoughts of the former master of the Martial Palace.
The body of a powerful warrior and the corpses of strange beasts are excellent materials for refining weapons.
Therefore, it is not impossible to carve weapon patterns on the military body.
The set of weapon patterns that Mo Que took out were owned by the Lord of the Martial Palace back then. They were engraved on the body to allow the power of the sun in the body to flow more smoothly through the flesh and blood.
Just like a weapon, it also needs to have a weapon pattern in order to exert greater power.
"Master Mo, this... is not that I don't want to, but that I really don't have the ability!"
Fang Yan said with a sad face: "The more complex the weapon pattern is, the more difficult it is to carve it, because there is a certain law contained in the weapon pattern. When carving it, it takes a lot of effort. If you make a mistake here, the weapon will be destroyed."
Mo Que's set of weapon patterns is huge and complex. If it is carved on a weapon, even if it fails, the weapon will be destroyed at most.
But Mo Que asked for it to be engraved on his body. If anything went wrong during the process, it would not be the weapon that would be destroyed, but Mo Que!
"Even an earth-level weapon refiner can't complete it?" Mo Que couldn't help but be surprised.
He pondered for a moment and said, "I wonder if Mr. Fang knows anyone who is capable of carving the pattern on this vessel?"
Fang Yan was pacing on the spot and thinking, and said: "I know a weapon refiner who is stronger than me. I'll call him here to see if he can do anything."
He sent a message through the jade talisman and called another weapon refiner.
"Lao Fang, you old guy actually thinks of me. Is there any weapon you can't handle again?"
An old man with a rosy complexion arrived and walked into the house carelessly.
After Fang Yan explained to this person, the old man saw the weapon patterns and was quite shocked. He said: "With this set of weapon patterns, I think even if the Weapon Emperor of Ba Weapon Hall takes action, there may not be a chance of success, let alone
Do you want it to be engraved on someone’s body?”
Mo Que never expected that this set of weapon patterns would be so complicated that even two Earth-level weapon masters were incapable of carving it out.
When he heard that Mo Que wanted to carve this pattern on his body, the old man who came behind was even more horrified and said, "Wait a minute, are you a martial arts successor?"
Today's martial arts practitioners almost all hide themselves and do not want to be exposed, but since Mo Que has participated in the competition, his martial arts status has long been no secret, so he does not hide it and acknowledges it with a nod.
"Wait a minute, maybe that person has something, I'll call him right away!" After the old man finished speaking, he used the Jade Talisman to send a message.
The three of them were waiting here. The two weapon refiners seemed more anxious than Mo Que and kept looking outside the door.
"What do you two old guys want from me? Let me tell you in advance, if there is no wine to drink, I will leave immediately!"
Mo Que felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, so he looked out the door and couldn't help but be stunned.
What I saw was an old man who looked slovenly and looked like a beggar.
And he had indeed seen this old man. He was the same old beggar who went around begging for drinks when he was in Hanzhou.
Hanzhou is thousands of miles away from Lizhou. How could Mo Que not understand that this old beggar could appear here? This old beggar was no ordinary person at all.
"Hey, is it you?" The old beggar saw Mo Que and said, "Why did you run away from Lizhou?"
"Senior!" Mo Que stepped forward and said, "Thank you, Senior Hanzhou, for saving us!"
"How did you know it was me?" The old beggar was greatly surprised.
Mo Que couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could he have guessed now that the mysterious being who secretly helped him and stopped the King of Hanzhou that day was this beggar-like old man.
"I'm a kind person. If you treat me to a drink, I'll save your life. It's nothing!"
The old beggar waved his hand, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "Why, does it mean that you know that I am your savior, so you came to Lizhou to find me and bring me wine?"
Mo Que was a little dazed for a moment. The last time they met, this old man shamelessly pestered people for drinks. When he fought against the King of Hanzhou, he showed off his master's demeanor.
Before they even exchanged a few words when they met, he was thinking about wine again.
Mo Que only felt that the temperament of this senior master was really unpredictable.