Chapter 662 I am Mu Li

I noticed the changes in the faces of a group of young people, and immediately judged that I must have missed the situation. Judging from the other party's expression of bullying Mu Li, I should have shown that my arm strength was stronger than Mu Li. I immediately took a deep breath, and while using the Nine Yang Divine Arts, I was ready to deal with the sudden change at any time, I continued to carry the wooden barrel to the No. 68 Sword Pool in silence...

Although it may have been exposed!

But there is still a hint of hope in Kaixin's heart.

As long as it is not completely exposed, there is still hope.

after all……

There was someone wearing a mask and perfect disguise, and the other party would not doubt this aspect for a while. Moreover, if he had been in the Sword Forging Hall for a long time, Mu Li should have the strength of an ordinary Sword Forging Hall disciple. The reason why he was bullied was that he should be a newcomer, a newcomer, and less known...

Countless thoughts flashed through my happy mind instantly, and I restrained the surging emotions in my heart and continued to steadily towards the sword pool.

but!

This is just a happy idea and inference, and it cannot guarantee that there will be no unexpected situations.

So I was happy to make the worst plan.

Calm down, eliminate the deafening sounds, and keep staring at the dazed young man behind him, his whole body is tense. As long as the other party shouts a loud warning or yells about his identity, he immediately throws away the wooden barrel in his hand without hesitation, give up his mission, and fights out of the Shaking Sky Castle!

Although the three major forces surrounded the sword forging hall, Happy has the Nine Yang Divine Art to protect his body. As long as he is given enough chance to change his equipment, even a master in the mythological realm may not be able to keep him.

"...This kid has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before."

"He was so powerful when we came in the same period."

"Can we let him move wooden barrels every day, but instead make him awesome?"

"Damn it!"

A group of young people waited until Mu Li walked away with the wooden barrel, and then took a deep breath and whispered.

"Go away!"

A group of young people finally concluded that the act of being lazy and bullying helped the guy they looked down upon the most quickly and become the strength of the disciples of the official sword-making hall.

A group of people hugged their wooden barrels in great regret...

One person and one person was picked up with difficulty, and the wooden barrels on the ground were quickly divided up, and a group of young people also ran away and scattered like birds and beasts.

"It's very dangerous."

I happily let out a long breath of turbidity.

Only after confirming that he was not at risk of exposing his identity did he shift his attention from behind to the No. 68 Sword Pool not far ahead!

The No. 68 sword pool is close to the core of the sword casting hall. A huge sword pool with a diameter of more than 30 meters is surrounded by more than a dozen high sword casting platforms. More than a dozen men holding a heavy hammer in their hands lifted heavy weights and smashed them again and again. The crisp and pleasant sound is extremely smooth. In the air, the hammer shadows almost overlapped together. Each movement and each time have the same amplitude, but it seems that there are some differences. Happy is almost trapped in it.

"What a northern tyrant."

Kaixin initially inferred that these sword-making disciples from the northern wealthy clan should be the most elite part of the sword-making hall, with a strong realm of Wuwei and a strong strength comparable to those of the Sword Sect.

Seeing this, I suddenly felt a little strange...

With such a strong foundation of the northern tyrants, how many people should the Sword Sect send to suppress the northern tyrants and safely take Tianjing from the hands of the northern tyrants and the Nangong family?

While thinking, I happily learned from other disciples, and properly added things to the sword-casting table where carbon materials needed to be added, and then walked to the next place under the thoughtful gaze of the sword-casting master.

"Here!"

Other sword-casting platforms are greeting materials.

The work is very simple. Just put the carbon wooden barrel there. The swordsman next to him can add it in moderation as needed...

but.

Every time I get close to these sword pools, a wave of heat that always makes people feel suffocated and unhappy.

Fortunately, the Nine Yang Divine Art is easy to operate.

"Mu Li, come here."

Leaving the No. 68 Sword Forging Sword Pool, I happily heard a familiar voice greeting. The sound came into my ears and the sound was transmitted into my secrets. It was Wan Jian.

Happy didn't look back, and continued to keep pace and go to the next place.

"Yes, your performance just now has no flaws! Judging from your appearance, you should be familiar with some things from the Sword Forging Hall, which is great."

Wan Jian seemed to have been observing happily in the dark.

The voice came again:

"But you have to be careful, Tianjing's restoration is not in the lobby of the Sword Forging Hall. I saw the disciples of the Sword Sect, the northern wealthy clan, and the Nangong family guarding the place. There is an entrance there, which is a secret underground sword forging room."

Happy was shocked, and quickly spread his spiritual senses. He quickly found an entrance guarded by more than a dozen Wuwei Realm masters from a place dozens of meters away from the east.

"There is a special underground sword-making room inside, which is used by the northern heroes who cast divine weapons!" Wan Jian transformed into an ordinary sword-making disciple, followed behind Kaixin and explained to him:

"The repair of Tianjing should be nearing its end. These people only appeared here during the day. Now the internal energy is consumed more severely..."

He frowned and quickly noticed that a group of people surrounding the entrance of the underground sword-casting room were surrounded by several huge sword pools. The temperature around seemed to be much higher than here. Each of them had an abnormal red face and breathing rapidly. Several people even sat cross-legged to resist the evaporation of internal force by the ultra-high temperature.

“…”

While adding carbon materials to the nearby sword casting table, Kaixin thoughts suddenly: Such an environment is obviously more conducive to the northern wealthy clans. The masters of the Sword Sect want to take Tianjing from the territory of the northern wealthy clans, which seems to be very relaxed!

soon!

The wooden barrels in Kaixin's hand had been put down, and she had to leave the core area and re-carry the barrel into the sword casting hall - the number of sword casting tables in the sword casting hall is close to one thousand, and carbon materials are consumed very quickly and must be kept supply at all times.

On the way back, Kaixin finally found the opportunity to walk side by side with Wan Jian.

People with internal strength reaching 600 points can use the sound transmission to enter the secret!

Her lips squirmed slightly, and she happily sent her voice to ask:

"There are so many people in the northern tyrants, and the Sword Sect may not be easy to attack. How can we seize the Tianjing?" At the same time, he happily informed Wan Jian about Pojun.

“…”

After Wan Jian was silent for a few seconds, the voice came again:

"This time we entered the Hantian Castle, the four of us had never thought of leaving alive, but we must not let the Sword Sect succeed... Happy Brother, I hope you can help us brothers and avenge us."

"...what does it mean." Kaixin's face changed, and from Wan Jian's tone, she felt an extremely strong desire to die!

"With the methods and preparations of the Sword Sect, there must be careful plans. Let's wait and act according to the opportunity..." After saying that, Wan Jian walked over happily and took the wooden barrel on the left.

Happy quickly glanced at Wan Jian's back, and with a little uneasiness, he continued to do what "Mu Li" should do.
Chapter completed!