Chapter 18

When I fell asleep, I felt refreshed.

In front of the sun in the sky, he roared a few times. Zhang Yang thought that he could resurrect twelve times with full blood.

But today is destined to be a very busy and important day.

At the moment, Zhang Yang's thinking is particularly clear. He quickly recalls the past two days and draws a conclusion immediately.

"There is no direct connection between the process of cutting wood spear and the result of Turning Wood spear into magic weapon, but there is indirect connection."

"The main reason why I succeed is not that I have mastered the confinement magic, but that Wu Yuan's wood spear is of good quality, and then I can bear more confinement magic. Then the failure of the confinement magic turns into a spiritual impact, and I use my soul power to keep warm the wood spear, and finally I can brand the confinement magic on it."

"So I don't have to do anything to release the imprison spell. I just need to make sure that my soul power can skip this step and directly warm the spear."

"In a word, as long as the soul power or spiritual power is strong enough, it can change the material in reality. I don't care about the principle of this process. After all, I'm not a bar spirit. Now the most important thing for me is to constantly make this kind of imprisoned spear. It's better to make more than 100 spears. When the deer demon comes to attack, I'll shoot them in the face!"

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"village head."

Just as Zhang Yang smiles strangely at the sky, Wu Yuan has led 19 elite soldiers to Zhang Yang.

"Their spear throwing level is almost the same at present. What kind of throwing level do you need?"

"Wait? It's almost what it means Zhang Yang was stunned. He had asked Wu Yuan to pick out some soldiers with the best throwing ability and prepare them to use all the imprisoned wooden spears. After all, if they can't hit the target due to lack of accuracy, it's not a waste.

At this time, Wu Yuan picked up a stone from the ground, raised his hand and threw it dozens of meters high. Then he quickly pulled out a wooden spear and smashed it in the sky in the blink of an eye.

It's amazing, but it's not Wu Yuan's real level of throwing.

Zhang Yang did not speak, waiting for the following.

Wu Yuan once again said: "Mr. village head, 19 of them have just started training, so at present their throwing level can only hit the fixed target within 50 meters, but if they are trained for another two days and two nights, they can all reach the level I just demonstrated."

So Zhang Yang instantly understood, but do they still have three days of buffer training time? And if people don't sleep and rest, the body can't bear it.

Finally, in case of this time period, the deer demon suddenly attacks, then everything will be ruined.

After thinking for a while, he looked at Wu Yuan, "even if we are lucky, the deer demon won't appear in a short time, but how can you solve the problem of rest? In the past two days, they have been training until midnight, sleeping only four hours a day, which will make them too tired and can't play their best when they meet the enemy."

"What's more, are they training so fast that they can become throwing masters in just five days? Or do you have a secret? "

"Mr. village head, about fatigue and recovery, it's not a problem at all. In the past two days, I found that as long as we are close to the wood demon tower, our fatigue will recover quickly, as long as you allow them to enter the wood demon tower to have a rest."

"As for your second question, there's no secret. The reason why their training progress is so fast is completely based on the premise that they are elite soldiers themselves. It's slow for a soldier who is used to life and death and whose physical strength is at the peak to learn a not too complicated attack skill in five days."

"In other words, their hand, eye, body coordination ability is very strong, as long as they master the basic skills, they can immediately improve."

Wu Yuan explained to Zhang Yang in detail, then hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Mr. village head, I have a suggestion that I don't know if it is feasible. I don't know why you want to build the village here, but our number is too small. We won't have any problem in the face of sporadic monster attacks, but once we face a large number of enemies, it's easy to fall into a dilemma It's not good

"So I wonder if we should shrink the defense circle, take the wooden demon tower as the core, cut down trees, dig ditches, and make a simple stockade wall. In this way, we can avoid fighting with the enemy in the field, and at the same time, we don't have to rely too much on secondary protection. Once the enemy comes to attack, the wooden spear throwing we are currently training can be used."

"Well, do as you say, but don't forget to cut me a wooden spear, the one with the best quality."

Zhang Yang fully agrees with Wu Yuan's suggestion, which was his idea. After all, now that he has a primary weapon, the spear of imprisonment, he has to study how to fight.

Next, everyone moved on, and the 19 elite soldiers continued to train their spears.Wu Yuan took time to cut wood spears.

After careful deduction, Zhang Yang clenched his teeth and recruited six longbowmen again. After upgrading to elite by using the incomplete demon soul, he asked them to work with the six elite bowmen to cut down trees and build simple village walls.

This is very important. In his plan, with the help of the fortress wall for defense and the terrain of the mountain, he can be condescending. With the help of the spear of imprisonment, he can make the enemy into a state of imprisonment, and then kill the enemy quickly with an ordinary wooden spear. This is perfect.

But the premise of this plan is that Zhang Yangzhen can make enough spears of imprisonment.

"I hope the luck is still on my side. The deer demon won't appear too soon."

Zhang Yang thinks about it, but he doesn't really hope for it. In the final analysis, he has 31 elite soldiers now, plus Wu Yuan, who occupies the right place, so he has the strength to fight hard.

Later, he was not busy making the spear of imprisonment. Instead, he went on with the idea just now to see if he could skip the step of releasing the spell of imprisonment and directly use soul power to warm up, which would greatly save the consumption of soul power.

"Then it's a bit tricky. The reason why I can master the confinement magic is that the village building order and the Lord's demon soul act directly on my body, so I learned it. But now how can I let the nihilistic soul power act on the real objects?"

While thinking about it, Zhang Yang casually looks up to see Wu Yuan's process of cutting wood spears.

Wu Yuan's speed of cutting wood Spears is very fast, and has an indescribable rhythm. Every time a knife falls down, the flying sawdust is very beautiful and looks very comfortable.

Even Zhang Yang has an illusion that Wu Yuan is giving life and soul to a wooden spear, making it come to life completely!

"Maybe it's a good way to stay absolutely focused, just like Wu Yuan said before."

Zhang Yang is thoughtful. "In fact, I've made a detour, or I think I've lost my way. Wu Yuan's awe is not only about fear and fear, but also when I put my heart into it, just like facing life and death, I can naturally get more focused power. For me, this is the secret of connecting soul power with reality! Even if my soul is strong enough and precise enough, I can get more details than I can see with my naked eye. "

He picked up a wooden stick and drew out a long knife. He closed his eyes and emptied his mind.

I don't know how long it took, a few chirps of insects in the grass came into my mind, and then an unknown insect with four pairs of wings and the size of soybeans appeared vividly, just like he had witnessed it. No, even if you look at it with your eyes, it won't be so real and detailed, because the internal structure of the insect is presented one by one at this moment.

surprised, as like as two peas, the next one second, the illusion disappeared. In the grass outside dozens of meters, a identical insect burst into paste.

"I went. I could have done it!"

He calmed down the fluctuation in his heart and continued to try. He succeeded for the first time, and then it went smoothly. He gradually mastered the law of controlling the power of the soul.

At first, he thought about whether his soul power could be attributed to magic or cultivation of immortals, but when he could control it, he found that it didn't matter.

"What really matters is that I can control it!"

After killing seven or eight insects and turning more than a dozen weeds into powder, Zhang Yang successfully locked the log stick in his hand with his soul power.

This kind of feeling is very magical. You don't need to look with your eyes or touch with your hands at all. This wooden stick appears in a completely blank world out of thin air, and then it is continuously decomposed into bark, scar, wood grain, wood fiber, and even finer and smaller components.

"I see."

Zhang Yang murmured to himself, while maintaining the subtle control of the log stick, at the same time cutting down with one knife, it is not strange, because this knife is completely in accordance with the internal structure of the log stick to cut, there will be no mistake, from the inside to the outside, the position of each scar, the direction of each fiber change, the thickness of each layer of bark, are clearly decomposed Come out.

Then, according to these internal details, it is not simply for the sake of thickness uniformity, but to ensure the integrity of each fiber and the stability of the internal structure of the whole log stick.

From the beginning to the end, all at once!

This is the real use of B-level souls, not just to cast spells.

One way, one way, one way.

When Zhang Yang opened his eyes again, he saw Wu Yuanzheng's eyes widened. He was so surprised that he could put an egg in his mouth.

"Er, Mr. village head, how did you do it? It's amazing. "

"Me? Of course, it's the ghost! "

Let's have a good laugh!

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