Village Building Order Frenzy

　　 "咻咻咻!"

In the violent sound of breaking through the air, 19 wooden spears were thrown out at the same time, flying over a distance of more than 100 meters in only 0.5 seconds, and finally stuck to the ground in a mess, not one hit the target made by the grass man, even if The wooden spear closest to the target also deviated by more than two meters, and the furthest one was already ten meters away.

　　 "Yes, very good, keep training!"

　　 Wu Yuan loudly encouraged, and behind the nineteen soldiers, there were thousands of wooden spears that had been cut.

　　 This is already the second day.

　　 Yesterday nothing happened except for a few eyesless little monsters. The construction of the village continued. Zhang Yang and the 19 soldiers were like carpenters. Everyone cut more than fifty wooden spears.

　　 Not to mention, Wu Yuan’s method of playing cards without a routine is really good.

　　 At least now, every one of those soldiers can easily cut a qualified wooden spear.

　　 Until today, Wu Yuan arranged the twelve elite sword and shield soldiers and seven elite spearmen to throw wooden spears, but this does not include publicity.

In this regard, Wu Yuan’s remarks were, "Lord village chief, they want to conduct throwing training immediately because they don’t know when they will fight the enemy **** the battlefield, and at that time, all of them may start from the battle. When they die, they only have time to throw a round of wooden spears, so what I am training them now is to throw them simultaneously, using dense wooden spears to kill the enemy as much as possible."

"But you are different, Lord Village Chief. We will defend your safety to the death. And your role on the battlefield is not for throwing a few wooden spears. I understand your thoughts, but you must understand that if you want to master There is no better throwing technique than cutting a wooden spear yourself."

　　 "Because the throwing aimed at the enemy with the eyes is at best third-rate, and the throwing aimed at the enemy with the feel of the hand is at best second-rate, and the throwing aimed at the enemy with the heart is considered first-rate."

　　 Wu Yuan's words are a bit mysterious, but Zhang Yang still decided to do what he said.

In this way, he completely turned into a carpenter, cutting bundles of log sticks into wooden spears continuously. From day to night, he did not know whether he could sense the wooden spears with his heart, but Zhang Yang felt that he would not The quick knife is done.

　　 That's right, in that simple attribute of him, there is an extra one.

　　 Elementary Swordsmanship: 15 (Proficiency)

　　 "Well, I know what the most mysterious profession in the world is, not a magician, but a carpenter."

　　 Zhang Yang laughed, this kind of accident, deliberately planting flowers, unintentionally planting willows is really happy.

"Calculating the time, it has been more than 40 hours up to this moment, and there are more than 60 hours to formally end the village building process, but I always feel that the deer demon will appear before this, and give me a big surprise. ."

　　 Looking at the dark night, Zhang Yang moved his only slightly numb and tired arm, then sat down and continued cutting the wooden spear.

Thanks to his current physical strength, even after a busy day, he didn't feel too tired. On the contrary, in this continuous cutting process, his soul would feel extra relaxed-well, to be honest, have B-strength soul, Zhang Yang is now extraordinarily relaxed no matter what he does, because he won't get tired at all, just like playing games for three days and three nights, his brain is still clear.

　　 But he couldn't tell Wu Yuan, after all, as the head of the village, he doesn't want face?

So he secretly changed another method. He tried to release the imprisonment spell against the wooden spear. The wooden spear is not a living thing, and of course it will not be imprisoned, but when the imprisonment spell failed to release, Zhang Yang clearly noticed that there was such a thing. In an instant, the wooden spear seemed to come alive.

"So, because I failed to release the imprisonment spell, it turned into a mental shock, which caused the wooden spear to evolve? No, it should be my mental power remaining on it and then captured by me, so I will come back to life. illusion."

　　 Zhang Yang quickly analyzed in his heart, and then a bold idea also appeared in his mind at the same time.

　　 That is, can he attach the imprisonment spell to the wooden spear, in game terms, it is enchanting.

　　 This bold idea quickly burned the momentum of publicity, and he began to release imprisonment spells on the wooden spear over and over again, but the results were terrible.

　　A wooden spear that has been cut can only withstand the mental impact of three failed imprisonment spells, and then it slams, and it all turns into powder.

　　 This failure once made Zhang Yang almost want to give up, until he asked Wu Yuan for a wooden spear that he had cut by himself.

　　 This wooden spear, which looked the same, had endured twelve consecutive imprisonment spells without breaking, until Zhang Yang released another imprisonment spell, and the miracle finally happened.

　　 The wooden spear seemed to have undergone a qualitative change and really came alive, but I didn't understand the details.

　　 But Zhang Yang doesn't need to understand, because several pieces of information have been synchronized in his eyes.

　　 "You get a primary magic weapon, the spear of imprisonment (see attribute)."

　　 "The spear of imprisonment, gray quality, 1/1 durability, after hitting the target, it will put the target into imprisonment for 1~3 seconds."

　　——

　　 "Wow ha ha ha! I made it!"

　　 He was really successful. He actually made a basic magic weapon. I am a sun, moon and star. It seems that he not only has the potential to become a magician, but also a cultivator.

　　 Uh, wait, it's dawn?

　　 After the ecstasy, Zhang Yang was stunned to find that he had been tossing all night without knowing it, and the soldiers not far away were looking at him in extreme astonishment.

　　 "My lord, did you understand how to throw a wooden spear with your heart?"

　　 Lancer Captain Wu Yuan asked in surprise at this time, and at the same time he was puzzled, shouldn't it, how could it be possible without more than ten years of training to achieve this.

　　 "What are you talking about? What kind of carelessness, listen up, I successfully enchanted a wooden spear, from this moment on, it is enchanted equipment, wrong, a magic weapon, understand? I am a cultivator!"

Zhang Yang slobbered and shouted, disregarding his image, and his appearance was crazy, because he was so happy. No one understood the meaning of such a primary artifact better than him. It was like a blind cat and a dead mouse. He smashed through a mysterious door, and at the same time no longer had to worry about the deer demon's attack.

　　 Seeing Wu Yuan still have doubts, Zhang Yang laughed weirdly, and said maliciously:

　　 "So, Wu Yuan, would you like to feel the awe that my wooden spear brings you?"

　　 Before the words fell, Zhang Yang pointed the wooden spear at Wu Yuan, and suddenly scared the guy back a few steps, because Wu Yuan really felt the danger, although it was not fatal.

　　 "This—this is also OK?"

　　Wu Yuan was very surprised. The ‘awe’ he made Zhang Yang felt the day before yesterday was that his own super power and super murderous aura condensed on the wooden spear, which scared Zhang Yang to piss. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But now, Wu Yuan is very clear that Zhang Yang’s throwing skills are almost zero, but that awesome power comes from the wooden spear itself, no, it’s not that simple, it’s inside the wooden spear. There is a certain balance between power and the village chief, and it is this balance that makes him feel the source of danger.

　　 Even Wu Yuan felt that the wooden spear could fly like a bird at any time in Zhang Yang's hand.

　　 This is completely two concepts with the wooden spear throwing skills he taught before.

　　 "Sure enough, is this the legendary Dao not conspiring?"

　　 Wu Yuan murmured himself, and decided that he would never guide the village head's throwing skills anymore. This is simply a different story.

"Come, Wu Yuan, this imprisoned wooden spear will be given to you. The imprisonment spell attached to this can only be used once, but with your magical throwing ability, it will definitely surprise our enemies, um, by the way At once, as long as the enemy is hit by this imprisoned wooden spear, he will fall into a state of imprisonment for one to three seconds."

　　 "Also, you pick out a few soldiers with the best throwing ability, and I will equip them with imprisoned wooden spears. It's a pity, how good would it be if I mastered the burst spell."

　　 "By the way, from now on, you have to cut the wooden spear specially for me, and you want the best quality. First cut a hundred or eighty for me."

　　 "I have to go to sleep first, then call me if I have something to do."

　　 Zhang Yang finished speaking in one breath, and then left violently, leaving only the messy Wu Yuan.

　　 "Oh, Lord Village Head, I mean—"

　　 Wu Yuan sighed. He wanted to say that according to his own intuition, the power that this magical weapon can exert in his hands may not be greater in Zhang Yang's hands. After all, this is no longer a conventional weapon.