Early morning.

Qin Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, the true flame in his body was surging like a tide, the light of his fingers flickered, and he was engraved in the air, and a pattern was slowly generated.

This pattern is very mysterious, somewhat similar to the formation pattern, but very different, and it is also somewhat similar to the casting pattern of the Eastern Lie Battle City, but it is plausible.

This pattern is the prototype of a rubbing map of "flame carving".

At this time, Qin Mo was engrossed, his fingers were connected, and the pattern was completed, and he had been working on it all night.

Making the rubbing of the "Flame Carving" was a very laborious thing, and Qin Mo was not very reluctant to do it for that fox before.

However, he later discovered that making this kind of rubbing was also of great benefit to his own cultivation, so he never tired of it.

Bang!

The fingertips connected the dots, this pattern was finally completed, Qin Mo's wrist flicked, the pattern flashed, and it was imprinted on a stone slab, emitting light, mysterious and mysterious.

"The eclipse of the third-level [Flame Carving] is finally complete. Qin Mo spat out a breath of turbidity, he was a little curious, how the power of the third-level [Flame Carving] compared to the third-level casting pattern.

In his previous life, Qin Mo was very yearning for the casting pattern, but unfortunately, at that time, he couldn't afford a first-class casting pattern at all, and he couldn't afford any corners.

So, he didn't know how powerful the casting was.

Knock knock knock......

In the corner of the room, there was a knocking sound, and when Qin Mo heard the sound, his eyes suddenly burst out, and he almost jumped up.

I saw that on the chair in the corner of the room, the dwarf was lying there and sleeping. Yincheng, on the other hand, was holding a large piece of flame crystal blackiron and was slamming it towards him, thumping and sparks splashing everywhere.

The hardness of Yanjing Xuaniron can be called the hardest Xuan-level metal, is this fox going to kill someone?

Click...... , Under a beating, the piece of flame crystal dark iron actually cracked and fell apart. Each piece was still very neat, which made Qin Mo look straight.

And, with such a violent impact, the dwarf was asleep, and he didn't even notice it.

"Is this guy a Terran? such a hard head?" Qin Mo gasped. He knew very well that if a piece of Flame Crystal Dark Iron smashed on his head, it would definitely smash a lump on his head.

"Hmph...... , Lord Benhu is making the best use of things. This bastard's head is notoriously hard. ”

"Therefore, even if this bastard is sealed, with this guy's unparalleled body, it will be difficult to die, it is a cockroach life. ”

As Yin Cheng said this, he spewed out a mouthful of green flames, melting the flame crystal blackiron, and then waved his claws, and one after another afterimages appeared, fusing dozens of materials together, and then, refining them into a piece of [Flame Carving].

"The second-level defensive type [Flame Carving] is still too easy for Lord Benhu. Boy, do you think that such a brilliant talent as Lord Benhu is a big blow to all the geniuses in the world?" Yincheng sighed and said narcissistically.

The corners of Qin Mo's mouth twitched, and he shook his head, he suddenly found that Yin Cheng and this dwarf were very similar in one place, that is, they were too narcissistic.

"Huh! The rubbing of the third-level [Flame Carving], boy, have you finally completed one?"

Seeing the slate on the table, Yincheng's eyes lit up, and with a move of his paws, he took the slate over, looked at it carefully, and showed a smile that was happy to see the hunter.

"Gone. Your Excellency Yincheng, you can slowly refine the third-level [Flame Carving]. Qin Mo pushed the door and walked out.

However, Yin Cheng squinted at the fox's eyes, and his body jumped, and he had already rushed into Qin Mo's sleeve.

"Boy, where you're going, Lord Benhu knows very well. It just so happened that the Casting Guild in the main city of Donglie, Lord Benhu had long wanted to visit it. Yincheng snorted.

Qin Mo rubbed his forehead, felt a headache, and admonished: "Your Excellency Yincheng, there are several friends of the Gu Peak Lord in the Casting Pattern Guild, and I and the Gu Feng Lord are going to visit today. You want to trouble the patterners, don't do it today. ”

"Rest assured. Boy, is this fox such a nonsense demon fox? Just go there and visit. "Yincheng is a strong guarantee.

Shaking his head helplessly, Qin Mo walked out of the courtyard, arrived at the front hall, and together with Lord Gu Feng and the others, he left the mansion and went to the location of the Casting Pattern Guild.

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The buildings of the main city of Donglie, with its eaves and cliffs, are completely different from the rough buildings of the Xiling Battle City.

In the south of the main city, it is the location of the Pattern Casting Guild, which occupies one-tenth of the main city, which shows the status of the Pattern Caster.

The gate of the Casting Guild is full of pedestrians, and it is very lively.

"This is a city within a city at all! The status of the caster in the main city of Donglie is even higher than that of the caster!" Zhao Xingfan couldn't help but sigh.

The accompanying Qianyuan Sect people also nodded in agreement, in the main city of Xiling, even the area occupied by the Generalissimo's Mansion could not exceed one-twentieth of the scale of the main city. The Pattern Casters Guild occupies one-tenth of it, which can be seen.

At this time, a servant had already walked quickly and saluted respectfully, claiming that the master had been waiting for the Gu Peak Lord for a long time.

"Hahaha, Mr. Gu is too polite. Lord Gu Feng laughed, and this servant led the way, and the group followed behind.

When he was moving forward, the Gu Peak Lord told Qin Mo and the others that when this Mr. Gu was young, he was rescued by him in a secret realm, and he formed a deep friendship. Today, Mr. Gu is a master of casting, and his status in the Patternmakers Guild is quite extraordinary.

"Master Mo, wait a while, let Mr. Gu tailor a set of casting patterns for you, and your combat power can be increased by at least thirty percent. Lord Gu Feng stroked his beard and smiled.

Qin Mo saluted and thanked the Gu Peak Lord for his love.

A moment, in a secluded and elegant courtyard, Qin Mo and his party met Mr. Gu.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a pattern-casting robe, with a slender figure and three strands of beard, quite elegant.

Meeting with the Gu Peak Lord, Mr. Gu was very enthusiastic, and when he heard about the Gu Peak Lord's request, he said that there was no problem with what casting patterns needed to be refined.

"Ancient, your nephew, that's my nephew. What are you doing so politely!Nephew Mo, I will go to the casting trading hall and see what kind of casting pattern you like, just tell me. You can take a whole set of castings below the second level. Mr. Gu laughed loudly and assured.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu. Qin Mo thanked him repeatedly, secretly a little staggered, a whole set of casting patterns below the second level, according to his understanding in his previous life, the value was quite amazing, and it was given to him for nothing, this gift was a bit heavy.

Immediately, Qin Mo transmitted the voice in his heart, and secretly warned the fox that if he wanted to trouble the Pattern Casters Guild, he should not go too far, especially not to embarrass Mr. Gu.

"Hmph, you kid can just take a set of second-level and below the casting pattern for nothing?Ya, do you know how many True Yuan Stones it cost Lord Benhu to buy a set of second-level casting patterns from the Pattern Casting Master Guild back then? A full 40 million high-level True Yuan Stones, these bastards, for our demon clan, are so cunning. Yincheng gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

I see, no wonder this fox is so hostile to the Patterncasters Guild.

While reminiscing about the past, Mr. Gu acted very simply, taking the Gu Peak Lord and everyone out of the courtyard and heading towards the Casting Pattern Trading Hall.

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The Casting Trading Hall is not intended to be the most lively place in the Casting Master Guild.

In the hall, it is divided into five layers, and each layer sells different casting patterns, but they are all full of people, and all kinds of martial artists shuttle, which are martial arts powerhouses from all over the mainland.

Mr. Gu assigned a waitress to accompany Qin Mo to select the casting pattern, while the others followed Mr. Gu to visit his exclusive casting workshop.

"Mo Shaoxia, this [Rock Thorn Casting Pattern] is a weapon casting pattern. Embedded in the blade, it can rebound the opponent's one-hundredth of the attack, and can withstand the cultivation below the grandmaster realm. It's a first-class cast pattern, and it's just right for you. ”

"If Mo Shaoxia is interested, you can inlay it on the blade, go to the cultivation room next to it, and try the power. The cultivation room is very secluded, and there are no outsiders. ”

The accompanying waitress opened her mouth and handed over a dark rock-colored casting pattern, her voice was very sweet, looking at Qin Mo, there was a hint of spring in the corners of her eyes, revealing a sense of heat.

This sultry hot gaze seemed to tell Qin Mo that in the cultivation room, not only could he test his sword, but he could also do whatever he wanted to her.

Qin Mo shook his head secretly, ignoring the hot gaze of the waitress. Turning his head to look at another cast, the waitress took it.

While watching the various casting patterns, Qin Mo transmitted the sound with his heart, and discussed the advantages and disadvantages of the casting pattern and [Flame Carving] with Yin Cheng, and came to an astonishing conclusion - the power of the second-level casting pattern was only comparable to the level of the first-level [Flame Carving], or even inferior.

Beside him, looking at Qin Mo's distraction-free appearance, the waitress bit her red lip, and her eyes showed a hint of resentment.

At this time, a cold aura surged in, and two young men walked towards them, blocking Qin Mo's way.

"Are you Qin Mo?In front of the Rising Sun Passage, that presumptuous boy?" One of the young men had a peaceful smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, which made the smile also cold.

Qin Mo squinted his eyes, a trace of sharpness flashed under his eyes, and he could feel the terrifying power in this young man's body, which was the cultivation of the Grandmaster Realm.

Moreover, it is a completely different aura from ordinary grandmasters.