As long as you can complete the four steps of casting, forging bones, sharpening the edge, and cultivating the spirit, and refining the blood gall sword, you will pass the assessment. Nie Fangsheng thought for a while and said.

In fact, according to the previous rules, new disciples have just begun to learn the art of sword casting, as long as they can complete the step of casting, they can be regarded as passing the assessment, after all, this assessment is once every half a month, and there is not much time for new disciples to participate in the practice of enlightenment, and the requirements cannot be too high. Otherwise, no one would be able to get the trial token, and who would be willing to come to learn swordsmanship from him, and he wouldn't come to Longyan Academy to find abuse.

But in the face of Mu Hanyan, he had to raise the standard exponentially, otherwise, it would be better to give him the trial token directly.

"Is it okay to cast the Blood Guts Sword, then I want to take the assessment now, is it okay?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"What, he's going to take an assessment now!" Everyone around them was stunned again.

Everyone looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise, okay, I only listened to Nie Fangsheng teach the art of sword casting, and after one night, she successfully cast the blood gall sword shape and forged it into the gentian sword bone, which can also be said to be her amazing talent, but the twelve methods of forging bones and Nie Fangsheng's words and deeds.

And the subsequent twenty-four methods of sharpening the front and cultivating the spirit, Nie Fangsheng has not yet taught it, Mu Hanyan is just looking at the Nie family's ancestral refining secrets for a while, and it is not even half an hour before and after, even if he has all the experiences recorded by the ancestors of the Nie family, Mu Hanyan cannot learn them all.

"Mu Hanyan, don't rely on your own talent to dare to underestimate my Nie family's ancestral sword-forging skills!" Don't talk about others, even Nie Fangsheng himself can't believe that Mu Hanyan has such ability.

This twenty-four methods of sharpening the edge and cultivating the spirit, it took him seven years to achieve a small success, Mu Hanyan only looked at the secret of sword casting a few times, how could he learn it so quickly.

In his mind, Mu Hanyan said this, he was simply opening his mouth and deliberately humiliating him.

"Lord Nie said with a smile, the ancestral sword-casting technique of the Nie family is broad and profound, how dare I underestimate it, but with the personal guidance of a sword-casting master like Lord Nie, my sword-casting skills have improved a lot, and even my comprehension has improved a lot, so when I see it, I can't help it." Mu Hanyan looked at Nie Fangsheng's angry appearance, his heart was dark for a while, and he pretended to be helpless and said.

After listening to Mu Hanyan's words, there were already people around who couldn't help laughing.

The Nie family's sword-forging technique has been famous for a long time, when Nie Fangsheng was passed on by his grandfather, it only took three years to learn the twelve methods of casting and forging bones, and then it took seven years to learn the twenty-four methods of sharpening the edge and cultivating the gods, and was shocked by the Nie clan for a while, and regarded it as a rare sword-casting talent of the Nie family for thousands of years, and publicized it, so many children of the family have heard of the name of the sword-casting genius of the Nie Fangsheng generation.

After all, it took Nie Fangsheng a full ten years to learn this sword-forging technique, while Mu Hanyan only took one day if he didn't say anything. No, in fact, it's not even a day, and even the twenty-four methods of sharpening the front and cultivating the gods in the back are completely learned from books, who is high and who is low, who is strong and who is weak, it is naturally self-evident.

If Mu Hanyan was honest about his sword-forging qualifications, it would be fine, but he had to say that he was under the guidance of Nie Fangsheng, and his sword-forging skills were advancing day by day, and even his comprehension had improved a lot, didn't this clearly show that he was satirizing Nie Fangsheng?

"Okay, okay, okay! If you want to take the test in advance, it's up to you, I'll see how you forged the Blood Gall Sword. Nie Fangsheng's anger that he had finally suppressed came out again, and his anger almost broke through the heavenly spirits, and he said three good words in a row, panting and saying to Mu Hanyan.

The assessment time of Longyan Academy is the fifteenth day of the first month of each month, if you are confident, you can also do it in advance, but there are only two assessment opportunities per month, for the sake of safety, few disciples are willing to advance, but Mu Hanyan has to be advanced, and it is not a bad rule.

"How about using this sword to continue casting?" Mu Hanyan asked.

With the assistance of Chaos Heavenly Fire, this forging bone was no longer difficult for her, and she didn't bother to waste any more time.

"Whatever you want. Nie Fangsheng said in a humming voice, thought about it, and felt that he had been repeatedly lost face by a junior of Mu Hanyan, and he was really unwilling, and said with a cold snort, "Don't think that after reading my Nie family's sword-casting secrets, you can refine the Blood Gall Sword, and the twenty-four methods of sharpening the edge and cultivating the spirit are not as simple as you think." ”

"Thank you Lord Nie for reminding me, the disciple will definitely be cautious, and when the blood gall sword is cast, I will thank Lord Nie for his kindness. Mu Hanyan pretended to be grateful and said to Nie Fangsheng.

Do you understand, I'm sarcastic about you, sarcastic about you! Nie Fangsheng was so choked by her that he couldn't speak, he only felt that something was blocked in his heart, how uncomfortable and uncomfortable it was.

The surrounding academy disciples couldn't help laughing again, and they were grateful to Dade, looking at Mu Hanyan's posture, I am afraid that it is true that it is difficult to be willing to die if Nie Fang is not angry.

"Bet on it, this time Mu Hanyan wants to cast a complete blood gall sword, you also know that he hasn't even studied the twenty-four laws of sharpening the edge and cultivating the spirit, just a few glances, it is definitely impossible to succeed, miss this village There is no such shop, everyone hurry up and bet. Ling Baobao shouted loudly, anyway, even Nie Fangsheng himself had bet just now, and he had become even more unscrupulous.

"That also means that you lost by pressing Mu Hanyan?" said the academy disciple who had accidentally "picked up" the money by Ling Baobao before.

"Of course not, Mu Hanyan and I are like brothers, how can we bet on him to lose?" Ling Baobao realized that others had only been done once, how could they be stupid and do it a second time, so he could only say stubbornly.

"Cut ......" explained to Ling Baobao, and everyone disagreed.

Although they didn't quite believe that Mu Hanyan could forge a complete Blood Guts Sword with just a few glances at the secret of sword casting, but they didn't think that Mu Hanyan could be forged into a sword shape and forged into a sword bone before, but unfortunately, the final result gave everyone a big surprise, and even gave Nie Fangsheng a resounding slap in the face.

They can see that this first person in the admissions election is not in vain, and it is no accident that Gong Hongru and Wenren Qingqiu can be seen at the same time, who would dare to take the silver of white flowers to take risks.

"Or, how about one loss of two?" Ling Baobao was unwilling to watch the opportunity to pick up money slip through his fingers, increasing the odds.

Everyone turned their heads away, and they didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"One to three?" Ling Baobao still didn't give up, and continued.

It's a pity that there is still no one to do.