C26 And Mud？！

At this time, the black-robed old man also thought of the problem of building a model. He hurriedly suppressed the doubt in his heart towards Lang Tian and reminded:

"Lang Tian, hurry up and build a model. There isn't much time left for you."

"En." Lang Tian nodded and then shouted, "Qin San, go to the backyard and get some mud."

"Okay, son-in-law."

Qin San had been waiting by the side for a long time. When he heard Lang Tian's words, he quickly turned around, but just as he was about to walk to the backyard, his footsteps suddenly stopped. He turned around like a machine and stared at Lang Tian with a confused face.

"Make some mud?"

"Yes, that's right." Lang Tian nodded lightly.

"What should we do?" Qin San asked in a daze.

"What do you think we should do?" Lang Tian frowned and said with dissatisfaction, "Find a shovel and hoe on the ground. Isn't that the same?"

"So this mud... is mud?" Qin San asked with certainty.

"What else?" Seeing Qin San still standing there, Lang Tian hurriedly urged, "Hurry up and go. What are you waiting for?"

"Oh, I'll go right now." Qin San nodded quickly and ran to the backyard in a hurry.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in confusion.

Moo Lin and Eunuch Wang's faces were filled with shock, and the black-robed old man was extremely confused.

Moo Ying and Qin Youqi stared at each other, and even Qin Chuqiao tilted her head and blinked her big eyes. She simply did not understand why her husband wanted mud at this time.

Even when she was in the backyard, holding a shovel and sweating, she was still puzzled by Qin San who was picking mud on the ground.

What did son-in-law mean?

In this kind of confusion, Qin San waved his hands quickly. In a short while, he filled up a basket of mud and sent it over to Lang Tian.

In the next second, looking at the mud in front of him, Lang Tian first temporarily put the Mica Crystal liquid in a small bottle, then under everyone's puzzled gazes.

He rolled up his sleeves, raised his hands, and directly inserted them into the basket. He waved them up and down, and after a while, he was very busy kneading, hammering, twisting, and kneading.

At this moment, Lang Tian was actually in the mud?!

When they saw this, everyone took a step back. They felt that their heads were a little dizzy.

The feeling of being in this place but feeling as though they were in a dream surfaced one after another!

Some of them even raised their hands to pinch their faces. However, after feeling the pain, their heads became even more dizzy.

This is Zhennan Prince Mansion?

This is a warframe battle?

This is a child's play!

The black-robed old man was also thunderstruck by Lang Tian and Mud's actions.

His vision darkened, because the black-robed old man was different from the others. He knew that Lang Tian's Alchemy Arts had reached the acme of perfection!

Not only did he have the legendary forging technique, but he could also easily solve the problem of the Mica Crystal that had troubled Alchemist for thousands of years.

But why was such a person stuck in mud at this moment?

"Lang Tian, what are you doing?"

The old man's face was full of questions, but when he heard Lang Tian's answer, he almost fainted from anger.

"Model building!" Lang Tian rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't you ask me to build models?"

In an instant, the whole place was dead silent!

The black-robed old man covered his heart and pointed at the mud in the basket. His hand trembled and his mouth trembled as he said, "You... you used this to build the model?"

"Yes." Lang Tian nodded without hesitation.

"Pffft!" Moo Lin and Eunuch Wang who were not far away immediately let out a series of loud laughter.

"Hahaha... Using mud to build a model, this big fool!"

"Hahaha... I can't take it anymore, my stomach is about to burst out laughing!"

At this moment, there were also quite a number of laughter coming from the crowd.

In addition, there were some people who felt sorry for Lang Tian. After what happened just now, these people had changed their views on Lang Tian. They hoped that he could win this big weapon fight, but now they did not have any hope.

Moo Ying, who was in the main hall, lowered her head again and collapsed on the chair.

Qin Youqi was on the verge of collapse. Who could bear to have hope and despair at this moment?

Even Qin Chuqiao felt that her body was very tired but that determination in her bright eyes was not extinguished.

When Jin Wuyan, who was in the room, saw this, he also laughed complacently, and a pleased expression appeared on his face.

In the entire Zhennan Prince Mansion and Three southern counties, the people who admired him just now because of Lang Tian's solution to the problem of the Mica Crystal all had gloomy expressions on their faces.

Was he still mistaken?

At this time, Lang Tian's mud had already been fixed. In the next second, he grabbed with his hand and threw the mud on the table in front of him.

At the same time, his sea of consciousness moved and wrapped the Mental Energy on the mud. With his fluttering hands, he rubbed, rubbed, pulled and lifted it. In a moment, he used the mud to mold a knife model.

After he roasted the mud with fire, a wrinkled, red, and black knife model appeared in front of everyone.

However, when everyone saw this, the corners of their mouths curled up.

The black-robed old man also rubbed his temples and sighed with a sigh.

The reason why Alchemist forging spirit artifacts were divided into four steps was because if one did not do it well in each step, it would all be for naught.

And the most crucial point of this step, the forging of the artifact, was what kind of material was used to forge it?

Take Moo Lin for example, the sword model in his forging furnace was forged from Profound Iron Ore.

Black Iron Stone was extremely hard and resistant to heat and cooling. This way, when Moo Lin poured the forging liquid into it, the sword model would not be destroyed by the high temperature brought by the melting forging liquid.

This was the reason why everyone didn't think highly of Lang Tian.

The sword model made of mud was extremely fragile. How could it withstand such high temperature?

Forcefully reversing the model would only destroy the liquid. It would be a waste of effort!

But at this moment, Lang Tian reached out his hand and picked up the small bottle. Without any hesitation, he poured the Mica Crystal liquid into the knife model made of mud.

Seeing this, many people closed their eyes in despair.

Because once the Mica Crystal liquid destroyed the sword mold, it would prove that Lang Tian's forging of a spirit artifact had failed. This time, Moo Lin would be the undisputed victor of the great weapon battle.

Thinking of this, Moo Lin and Eunuch Wang were so excited that their hands were folded together. Their faces trembled, and they wished they could laugh at the sky.

But in the next second, Moo Lin and Eunuch Wang's proud faces instantly froze!

Because when the Mica Crystal liquid was poured onto the mud knife mold, the scene of the destruction that everyone imagined did not appear.

Not only that, the Mica Crystal liquid was obediently spread on the knife mold. In a moment, it filled up the bumps on the knife mold.

"Impossible!"

Seeing this scene, the expression on Moo Lin's face twisted to the extreme.

"How can a knife model made of mud withstand the temperature brought by the refining liquid?"

Hearing this, even though the black-robed old man didn't look at Moo Lin, he still slightly nodded his head. The same question also appeared in his mind.

But at this moment, staring at the Mica Crystal liquid on the sword model, the black-robed old man stared blankly for a moment. His eyes immediately flashed and his breathing became hurried.

So that's how it is!

After he understood, the black-robed old man wished he could slap himself. To think that he would think of such a simple and easy principle. How foolish!

When he saw that Moo Lin was still barking like a dog with a broken spine, the old man snorted coldly.

"Moo Lin, open your dog eyes wide and take a good look at what's inside the sword."

"F * ck you..." Hearing the black-robed old man say that he had dog eyes, Moo Lin couldn't help but get angry.

But just as he was about to scold back, his expression suddenly changed.

Recalling the second half of the old man's words, Moo Lin immediately turned around and stared at the milky white liquid in the knife.

In the next second, his entire old face suddenly turned pale!