Then, close your eyes and completely portray what the sword will look like in your mind, not letting go of every detail. If there is really a blur, Meng Yu will quickly open his eyes to confirm. It wasn't until every detail was deeply engraved in my mind that I closed the sword case and set it aside. He took the ink line and traced it on the iron pear wood in the shape of the sword.

This is a relatively handy errand for Meng Yu.

After all, Mengyu had also learned how to make a good piano from his father Muzhenzi before. These jobs similar to carpentry are really not very difficult for Meng Yu.

Jiang Hui, who watched Mengyu's movements, quickly flashed a look of approval in his eyes.

Qin Jiang couldn't help much for the time being, so he had to stand aside and watch how his little kitten turned the tide.

It wasn't until the shape of the sword was tepicted on the iron pear wood with ink lines that Meng Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Only by doing this most crucial first step well, the next few steps will be a little easier.

Meng Yu knew that even if he had already achieved this step, the place where Jianghui pit people was not over yet!

However, Mengyu pretended not to see through Jianghui's trick, and still went to get the dagger in the toolbox, intending to use it to carve threads.

After all, if you know the other person's mind too well, won't it make the other party feel very boring? Feel like a failure? Maybe you will dig more holes for your own side because of this! Don't be too smart, you should still give the subject a sense of accomplishment!

"Brother Jianghui, this dagger is really blunt, can I borrow you for me?"

Meng Yu frowned, pursed his lips slightly, glanced at Jiang Hui quickly, and quickly withdrew his gaze, and said a little depressedly.

"Yes. ”

Jiang Hui smiled meaninglessly and lent his body to Meng Yu.

But in Jianghui's eyes, this little guy is cheating again.

In fact, the glance that Fang Mengyu glanced at was to change the color of his pupils from dark brown to golden yellow and then to dark brown at an extremely fast speed. And this is done in order to confirm the attributes of the five elements of Jianghui.

After all, even if it was Meng Yu, when he came to this sword shrine, although he could also feel the spiritual power, but due to the deliberate arrangement of this sword frame and the deliberate interference of Jiang Hui's main array, until now, Meng Yu had not been able to determine Jiang Hui's five element attributes at all.

After all, there is almost nothing here, and it is difficult to complete the work of repairing the broken sword.

In order to meet the requirements of Jianghui, it is necessary to have the help of external forces.

As soon as Fang Cai entered this sword shrine, when he saw Jiang Hui, Meng Yu saw the spirit imprint on Jiang Hui's eyebrows.

Of course, this is also a convenience that belongs to Mengyu. Since they are both spirits, it is easier for Dream Feather to recognize each other.

But here comes the problem again.

How could this Jianghui eyebrow body imprint have two colors? Moreover, the Jianghui sword placed on the sword stand was a little special. There was only a red thread on the spine of the sword, but there was no silver-white ripple on the sword.

Generally speaking, spirits will only have one of the five elements, unless there are special circumstances.

Meng Yu deduced at that time that this Jianghui was produced under that special circumstances.

After all, Meng Yu remembered that the previous "he" had told him that although the Western Regions liked to use swords, the sword-casting technology was not inferior to that of the Central Plains, and there were even some swordsmiths in the Western Regions who could make amazing works. And these works are often murderous weapons. And, with some special features. If you don't feel it carefully, you won't be able to tell the difference.

It wasn't until he remembered these things that Meng Yu felt that this Jianghui's outfit was very strange, and it was indeed not far from the people of the Central Plains.

Jianghui's eyes are heterochromatic, blood-red on the left and silver-gray on the right. But the vast majority of the people of the Central Plains are black.

Jianghui's hair is braided in a ponytail, and there are silver and fiery red silk threads interspersed in it, placed on the left shoulder, and the hairband is tied at the end of the hair, and the irregular headband is also silver-gray and fiery red, which is quite unruly. This is different from the Central Plains. When the Central Plains people passed the year of the weak crown, the men would tie all their hair on the top and wear the hair crown to show that they could make meritorious contributions. Of course, there are some exceptions. For example, some martial arts people are tied into ponytails, and there are disciples like Qin Jiang who have a lot of status in the immortal cultivation world can wear their heads.

Moreover, the average Central Plains people, even samurai, did not have the habit of wearing shoulder armor. However, many people in the Western Regions need to domesticate eagles and other birds of prey, and they need shoulder armor and bracers to protect themselves. This is quite similar to Jianghui's outfit.

Moreover, this Jianghui face also looks like a man with high eyebrows and deep eyes, a high and straight nose, thick lips, strong bones, wide shoulders and a wide body, quite a bit of reckless heroism.

It seems that the Jianghui Sword was undoubtedly cast by the swordsmiths of the Western Regions, so this also indirectly explains why Jianghui is a sword spirit that can have two five-element attributes. Moreover, it is also the two five element attributes of positive and negative opposition.

At this time, even Meng Yu, the celestial realm, had to sigh, this strange person in the human world was really eye-opening. I don't know how these strange people did this, it's just ingenious and magical!

But emotion is emotion, Mengyu still knows what he wants to do.

Meng Yu's change of pupil color was just to prove the speculation in his heart about this Jianghui Sword.

But what is very appetizing to Mengyu is that none of his inferences are wrong. If the previous inference could be correct, Meng Yu would be completely sure that he had won this game.

I just don't know if there will be variables.

After all, Meng Yu only has a relationship with this sword spirit called Jianghui today, and he can only estimate his temperament, and no one knows if he will suddenly attack.

After getting the Jianghui Sword, Meng Yu suddenly felt a strong sword aura rushing towards him. That feeling, it's really a bit like sharpening iron like clay. If this is the case, then the problem of iron pear wood will be solved.

Dream Yu secretly urged the spiritual power and concentrated on the sword spine.

Sure enough, the red line that seemed to be broken before was all through, and it faintly glowed red. And the silver-white ripple patterns that were still wondering where to run before were also obediently wrapped around the body of the Jianghui Sword at this time, forming a silver-white halo, which was very beautiful.

Meng Yu looked at this divine weapon, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Then, Meng Yu copied the pattern he had drawn before, one by one, and copied the appearance of the broken sword into an identical wooden sword.

After the two wooden swords were made with the Jianghui Sword, Meng Yu took the Jianghui Sword and used fifty percent of the spiritual power to split the finished wooden sword from the middle. Then, the two halves of the wooden sword were hollowed out with the Jianghui Sword, leaving only a layer as thin as a cicada's wings.

Then, Meng Yu took out half of the two wooden swords, and carefully cut a groove in the spine of the sword with the sword sword, one inch from the tip of the sword to the edge of the sword. When the position is accurate, Meng Yu dares to make the groove deeper with a little force, so as to complete the task of slotting.

"Are you sure... Are you repairing a broken sword?"

After completing this, Meng Yu returned the sword to Jianghui.

But Jiang Hui, who took the sword, originally thought that he was thinking of Ming * Yu, but at this time he was a little confused.

Moreover, Jiang Hui also felt that this son did not play cards according to common sense, and his mind was unfathomable, and it was difficult to guess his true purpose.

"Brother Jianghui rest assured, I will definitely return the Ju Ying Twin Swords to you completely. ”

How could Meng Yu not know about this Jianghui's doubts?

In fact, even he felt that this was really a big gamble.

However, there was no way, he had to place a bet.

And this bet is his wisdom.

Meng Yu put aside all the inconsequential thoughts in his heart, and concentrated on taking out the Rusi that he had been carrying with him on weekdays and placing it aside.

Then, the sword, which had been almost completely shattered, was slowly lifted from the sword box with a stream of true qi from his secret luck, and carefully placed it into the sword shell that he had just made.

Then, cover the other half of the sword shell, in order to prevent the sword shell from shifting, and to be able to verify it according to his own speculation, Meng Yu picked up the silk and wrapped it around the outside of the sword shell carefully, never more than one circle, never more than one circle. When he was still a centimeter close to the tip of the sword, he used his spiritual power to stuff the silk head into the groove of Fang Cai.

Looking at such a dream feather, a few traces of unknown meaning slipped into Jianghui's eyes.

After all, those previous tests, if they were given to a top-level sword cultivator, they could still be completed unsatisfactory. But then, it will be the beginning of the real test of this game, and I don't know if this little guy can pass the test.

However, from the bottomless eyes of this little guy, it can be seen that he has this heart.

But what about the mortal, and what about him, who was so important to that mortal, who was, ......

"Master, are you ready?"

Meng Yu held a sword in one hand, turned to face Qin Jiang, and asked with a smile.

“...... I'm not very good at this sword dance~"

Looking at Meng Yu like this, Qin Jiang roughly felt that Meng Yu should have invited him to dance the sword. But he's a piano idiot, and most of the things are novices except for the piano!

Qin Jiang said with a sad face.

"Then let Xiao Yu teach you!"

Meng Yu smiled as sweetly as peach nectar.

“...”

Qin Jiang couldn't stand such bewitchment, so the ghost envoy took the sword handed over by Meng Yu.

And what stayed in Mengyu's hand was Ju Jian.

Looking at this scene, there was a bit of complexity in Jiang Hui's eyes.

According to the story he saw in the clay corridor before, as well as the sword moves used by the cadre Mo Ye in the story, Meng Yu used the technique of spiritual communication to communicate with Qin Jiang one by one, and finally completed this sword dance performance with a poignant storyline.

Seeing the cooperation between the two as if it were natural, a faint smile drifted through Jianghui's eyes.

It seems that this son is indeed not to be underestimated. No wonder Fang Cai looked full of confidence, but he actually understood the story of the muddy corridor outside.

But... Will the final ending of this story be staged?