Creation Color Master

In the gloomy environment, with thousands of stone tablets standing on the gloomy soil, the appearance of a wooden house seems particularly abrupt.

The cabin looks very ingenious. Although it looks very simple at first glance, its structure is extremely delicate and it directly uses mortise and tenon joint technology.

There is another world inside the house, which is not only filled with furniture made of various spiritual woods, but also with many jade spiritual minerals. Chu Mo also saw some weapons and tools that he usually made, all neatly placed in one place.

Seeing Chu Mo interested in the things he usually refined, Mo Yuan said a little embarrassedly: "Don't look at them, benefactor. They are all failed products that I made to kill time in my spare time. They look special when displayed at home, but they are just piled up there."

Chu Mo picked up a stick-shaped weapon, which was carved from a whole piece of exploding rock. A red dragon was hovering on it, but unfortunately the dragon's body was only half completed.

Chu Mo input his spirituality into it, and saw the stone stick emitting fire and heat like magma. Unfortunately, something went wrong during the forging, and the spirituality could only spread over half of the stone stick, and the other half could not pass through at all.

Chu Mo danced with it twice, put it back to its original place, and couldn't help but say with regret: "What a pity, if there is no problem, it may be another amazing spiritual weapon."

Mo Yuan stood up and took out a jade jar from a shelf where miscellaneous items were placed nearby. There was liquid bubbling inside.

"Don't feel sorry, benefactor. The Panlong Staff was originally an experiment that I came up with on a whim. Its failure was expected. Even if it becomes a spiritual weapon, its growth potential is very limited."

Chu Mo thought about it and felt that what Mo Yuan said made a lot of sense.

If a weapon refiner does not pursue excellence and ingenuity in refining and forging techniques, and is extremely satisfied with just one spiritual weapon, then how can he pursue higher levels of weapon refining with a craftsman's heart?

Just like yourself, are you satisfied with just summoning some Chinese heroes? Although they are all as talented as the geniuses when they come to this world, you should not forget that there are still beings with higher achievements than them.

Guan Yu, who is revered as the Martial Saint, Sun Wu, known as the Supreme Military Saint, Confucius, the sage, Mencius, the second sage, Jiang Shang, the founder of military strategists... There are too many sages in China, and they have not yet been born. How can you feel lazy?

I want all the Chinese sages to come to this world and let their names resound throughout the world once again.

Thinking of this, Chu Mo suddenly felt that the mental power in his sea of ​​consciousness and his own realm had both achieved a breakthrough, and his cultivation level directly reached the second level of Soul Condensation.

There is also mental strength, which has achieved a great breakthrough, with about three more places in the same realm.

Chu Mo felt that his breakthrough was completed in an instant, but when he opened his eyes, the sky outside was already pitch dark.

Seeing Chu Mo wake up, Yang Jiye, who was guarding Chu Mo, and Sarliang and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Yuan was even more delighted and said, "Congratulations to you for your breakthrough. I have reheated the food twice. The child is really hungry, so I will let her have a few bites first."

Chu Mo smiled slightly and said, "Okay, thank you for troubling me. I'm hungry too, so let's sit down and eat together."

Everyone sat down, and Chu Mo put a piece of meat into the little girl's bowl.

Mo Yuan poured a glass of wine and handed it to Chu Mo's table. He happened to see this scene and couldn't help asking, "Benefactor, whose child is this? Why is he following you?"

At first, Mo Yuan was very curious about the identity of the little girl, because judging from Chu Mo's bone age, she was only in her teens and could not give birth to a child of this age; the possibility of Yang Jiye, the old general with a gray beard, and Yao Guangxiao, the monk, having a child was also very small; the most likely one was Sarliang.

But Sarliang's appearance is completely different from that of Xiayang. It's impossible that they don't even look the same.

In response, Chu Mo smiled slightly and told Mo Yuan what had happened.

Mo Yuan, who understood the whole story, said fiercely: "This Xie family is really a shady business. It is abominable to take someone's life like this. This little girl is also pitiful and cruel."

Only then did Chu Mo remember that the little girl had been with them for so long, but they still didn't know her name.

Looking at the somewhat nervous and frightened little girl, Chu Mo said softly: "We have known each other for so long, but I still don't know your name. My name is Chu Mo, you can call me Brother Chu Mo, what is your name?"

The little girl clutched the corner of her clothes and spoke after a long while: "My name is Die'er"

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Haha, what a good name! I hope you grow up to be as carefree and free as a butterfly, and your life will no longer be controlled by others."

The meal was spent with a few people chatting.

After dinner, Mo Yuan arranged accommodation for the group and approached Chu Mo, saying, "My benefactor, I have made all the preparations. I will adjust my breathing tonight and start refining the weapon tomorrow."

"I'll trouble you to look after this place while I'm in seclusion refining weapons."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of everything here. You don't have to work too hard. You don't have to refine the three spiritual weapons together."

Mo Yuan said: "Haha, don't worry, benefactor. Just wait for my good news."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

The next day, Mo Yuan was already in seclusion in his bedroom. Chu Mo and the others looked at the densely packed stone tablets outside the house. If they were not mentally prepared, they would feel endless fear when seeing these stone tablets.

Bored Chu Mo began to study the Feng Shui of the Nine Netherworld arranged here.

I saw a strong Feng Shui energy emanating from each stone tablet.

This is a natural place where yin gathers, and with the strange cypresses growing around it, it can be said that it has the best time and place. Such a feng shui pattern is set up here, which makes the yin energy transform into the nine-nether yin energy.

Chu Mo had a feeling that once this kind of Feng Shui force was activated, if his group of people were to get caught up in it again like last time, they would probably not be able to hold on for long before being killed on the spot.

Fan Qixuan's Feng Shui was artificially created and could be easily broken by someone causing some damage from the outside; but this place was formed naturally and cannot be changed by simple human power.

The Feng Shui of this place can easily wipe out a third-level cultivator.

This Mo Yuan chose a good place.

In this way, time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye it was already evening.

When Chu Mo was lying leisurely on the recliner to rest, suddenly a strange phenomenon came from the sky above the wooden house.

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar was heard, resounding through heaven and earth, as if it was right next to the ears of them.

Then the dragon roar sounded again, as if echoing the first roar. Different dragon roars were heard from the wooden house from time to time.

It appeared nine times in total.

When the dragon's roar ended, Chu Mo and others could feel a powerful aura brewing rapidly in the wooden house.

This is the performance when the spiritual weapon forging is completed. When the spiritual weapon is successfully refined, it can cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth. It not only shows Mo Yuan's powerful and superb weapon refining skills, but also shows that the forged spiritual weapon is extremely extraordinary.

Gradually, the atmosphere in the wooden house gradually calmed down.

Chu Mo watched all this quietly. He was already impatient to see the refined spiritual weapon.

In this way, for three whole days, every evening there would be strange visions or auras revealed in the wooden house, and today was finally the last day.