Douluo: In order to cultivate the martial soul, I tricked the protagonist

Chapter 5
In the courtyard, Guan Hong was wearing a plain gray robe, holding the handle of Changhong Sword with both hands, and stood there stupidly.

Why are you holding the Changhong Sword with both hands?
Maybe it's because he's six years old and still too short, Changhongjian is about the same height as Guan Hong.Even if you can pick it up with one hand, due to the height difference, it will be more difficult to swing it.

"Hey, I was so excited just now, I forgot that I am too short, and I am still a young lady!"

The process of smelting and casting a sword is not cumbersome, just find a quiet place where no one disturbs you, and use the fire of luck to smelt it.

There are almost no skills at all, but the only thing to remember is to inject soul power all the time to maintain the shape of the martial soul and prevent the fragments from dissipating during the smelting process.

This process lasted for three and a half hours. I have to say that this has to test a person's patience and endurance.

Needless to say in terms of patience, in terms of endurance, with the help of the "Basic Heart Method", while the soul power in the body is strong, the recovery speed is also very fast.

Otherwise, if the soul power is exhausted in the middle, and the half-melted bright sword fragments dissipate without the support of soul power, then everything will be in vain.

Fortunately, his spirit power is level ten, without the support of this condition, it is impossible to complete the whole process of smelting.

So Guan Hong summed up the conditions for casting swords. There are three points in total.

The first point is enough power of luck.

The second point is to cast a corresponding sword so that Wuhun has its own carrier and shape.

The last point is soul power, reaching the limit of this cultivation level, such as level 20, level 30, level 40.

After the first step of casting the sword was completed, Guan Hong happily came out to try the sword, but it turned out that the sword was as tall as himself, so there was such an embarrassing scene.

After cursing herself secretly, Guan Hong remembered one more thing, and that was the current Changhong Sword, which seemed to be her own martial spirit.

Even if you can't extend the martial spirit beyond three feet and five inches, you can shrink it by half, so it seems possible to let yourself play around, right?

Do as soon as you think of it, the martial soul is your own, and it is reasonable to be able to respond to yourself.

Closing his eyes, Guan Hong began to communicate with Wuhun.

pat!

After a while, there was a sound of metal falling, causing Guan Hong to open his eyes.

Looking at the Changhong Sword that fell on the ground, Guan Hong frowned on his pretty face.

"Did you fail? How could you... ugh!"

The Changhong Sword that fell to the ground once made Guan Hong think that he had failed.

But soon, Guan Hong realized that something was wrong, and looked at the Changhong Sword in his hand, which had been shortened by half, and couldn't help but screamed.

After screaming for a while, he glanced at the Changhong Sword on the ground, and then at the half of the Changhong Sword in his hand.

After scanning back and forth several times in this way, he finally picked up the Changhong Sword on the ground with his left hand and compared it with his right hand.

Weighed it in my hands and found a little difference.

That means the weight is wrong, the sword in the left hand is obviously heavier than the one in the right.

"Could it be because of the difference in length?"

Thinking of this, Guan Hong had a thought, and the Changhong sword on his right hand changed back to its original length, which was the same as his left hand.

You can weigh it with your hands and find that the left hand is still heavy and the right hand is light.

This feeling, there is a kind of pipe that is exactly the same, but one is a steel pipe and the other is a stainless steel pipe.

The former can't be bent by hand, but the latter will bend when you use force.

The appearance is the same, but the quality is very different.

Compared with the cold long sword in the left hand, the one in the right hand is more spiritual, and has a deep connection with his soul.

"The fusion time is not enough, the weapon has not been completely transformed into a martial soul, and the quality cannot be fully inherited."

In this way, Guan Hong figured out what was going on.

But soon, Guan Hong seemed to think of something, looked at the Changhong sword in his left and right hands, and slowly moved them closer to each other.

When they were about to get close together, the Changhong Sword on the right hand became indistinct as a whole, until it completely merged into the Changhong Sword in the left hand.

Martial spirit can still be fused with weapons, which made Guan Hong feel inexplicably relieved as he touched the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

I thought that after separating the two, it would be impossible to continue the soul transformation.

If due to one of my own negligences, the two could no longer be integrated into one body and could only be refined with the fire of destiny again, then I would have no place to cry.God knows how long it took me to accumulate the luck of smelting!

Feeling the Changhong Sword that was connected to his soul again, Guan Hong split into two Changhong Swords with a thought.

One was made by Uncle Tie, and the other was his own martial soul,
No matter in terms of weight, toughness, or sharpness, the long rainbow sword was naturally the best, but thinking that he was not tall enough, he had to return it to the scabbard and put it aside.

Looking at the Changhong Sword that had been shortened by half, he began to swing the sword forward at will.

call--

Hearing this voice, Guan Hong was a little dissatisfied, and swung a few more swords again.

call!call!call!
"Damn, why does the sound sound like me swiping a stick?"

Guan Hong remembers that those people in martial arts TV show "whoosh" when they wield their swords.

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only wave it randomly a few more times, and found that nothing had changed, he could only admit one fact.

"Come on, I should be too good at it."

Thinking about it carefully, which one of the master swordsmen who appeared in TV dramas has not practiced swords for many years?
I am the only one who has just used a sword. Most of the time, I just play around with a wooden stick. It is not like swinging a sword again, it should be a stick.

"Forget it, practice slowly in the future, and then it's time to get down to business."

Continue to integrate the martial soul into the sword, and try to integrate the two as soon as possible, so that the first step of casting is completely completed.

The only flaw is that he has to show his martial spirit all the time, and he also holds the Changhong sword.

Martial soul is fine, my tenth-level soul power can support the appearance of the martial soul for about two and a half hours without recovering the soul power.

It's not fighting, the consumption of soul power is not large, and I am relatively weak, so this is the only way to go.

People without soul power can only manifest the martial soul summoning for a quarter of an hour, and if it is too much, they will not be able to hold on.

Thinking of putting the scabbard behind the back like a TV, but thinking of my height, let's grab and run honestly.

Fortunately, I have been running with weights all the time, and running with a sword will not be a problem, but the sword is too long to be in the way.

Coming to the center of the village, besides the place where the Wuhun Awakening Hall is located, it is also the place where Village Chief Baer lives.

Seeing the village head busy in the small yard, Guan Hong shouted immediately.

"Grandpa Village Chief!"

Hearing someone calling him again, the gray-haired village chief stopped what he was doing, turned around and saw the person, and smiled, "Why are you here, kid?"

Guan Hong didn't show any sloppy eyes, and said directly: "Hey, don't you want to study at Notting Soul Master Academy? I can only come to you, the village chief."

Think it over clearly, in the future, I will better plan the power of luck, and I will go to the Notting Soul Master Academy.

There is no way, and the power of luck is exhausted. The previous method of snatching purple qi may have purple qi, but the efficiency is too low.

In addition, he has already reached level ten, so it's time to hunt for a soul ring.

Guan Hong had a premonition in his heart, as long as he got the first soul ring, maybe "Bright Sword Sword Art" would unlock something.

Apart from this, I should learn some relevant knowledge about Douluo Continent by myself.

He has been in Tieqi Village for the past six years, and he has been exercising with weights all the time. It is time to absorb the knowledge of soul beasts.

On the one hand, in order to better improve the quality of the Changhong Sword and the other six swords, it is necessary to find a harder and more powerful metal casting from the outside world.

To some extent, Tieqi Village is no longer suitable for its own development. If it wants to continue to become stronger, it is time to see the outside world.

Just in time, I can find an opportunity to plunder Tang San's luck.

The other party will go to Notting Soul Master Academy to study, as long as the other party is embarrassing or something, with the other party's arrogant and contemptuous character, it will definitely be a huge fortune.

In a word, as long as you stay near Tang San, there is always a way to harvest the power of luck.

But under the premise of everything, I have to go to Notting Soul Master Academy to study.

I don't have much money, so I definitely can't pay the registration fee. Since Shenghun Village has so-called places for work-study students, the Tieqi Village where I live should also have quotas, right?

What's more, there is still a month before the official start of school, so I have to step on the spot early and arrange it well, so that I can better harvest the power of luck on Tang San.

(End of this chapter)