Chapter 120: Recasting the Red Phoenix (please subscribe)

When he entered the deduction plate, Huang Lin found that there was a mess inside.

It's like being blown by a hurricane.

After experiencing it carefully, I found no changes!

"You're messy without any change?! Garbage plug-in!"

Huang Lin cursed in anger, thought to restore it to the appearance of Huashan.

But the courtyard is not in Luoyan Valley, but on the top of the Pine Cypress Peak.

“Huh?”

Only after he returned to his original state did he see the abnormality.

The storage space next to Songhui Peak is much larger!

It was originally an irregular cube with a volume of about one thousand cubic meters.

Now it has expanded by about ten times.

Huang Lin curled his lips.

His current demand for the size of storage space is not too great, and a thousand measures were enough for him to use it before.

If time is available to accelerate, that will be awesome!

This is what he is most in need of now.

Unfortunately, this plug-in is too broken and cannot be communicated.

After experiencing it carefully again, after not seeing any other changes, my body flashed and I arrived at the martial arts training ground.

Huang Lao Xie stood opposite him with expressionless face.

"Come on the sword!"

He raised his left hand to grab the snatch, and the red phoenix flew from a distance, causing a long roar.

The Huang Laoxie in front of him was the version he had when he first came to Taohua Island.

There was no pressure for him, and he just wanted to adapt to his health.

"Chorus~"

The red phoenix unsheathed and flirted at the other party.

Huang Lin suddenly felt that this sword was lighter!

The sword move is a bit floating!

The weight and length of the Chihuang in the deduction plate are exactly the same as those on the outside.

It's lighter here, but it should be the same outside.

After writing this down, Huang Lin focused on practicing with Huang Laoxie.

Feeling very different.

With a sword, he clearly thought that he was the tip of the sword and tapped the opponent Yuxiao, and then used his strength to change his moves.

But when he got to his hand, he directly knocked Yu Xiao away, slowing down his moves for a moment!

The same is true for light skills and footwork.

It’s like he used the Nine Scroll Shadows, and he obviously just wanted to get away from the other party’s sword, but after the dispersion, his position would deviate a little.

Big head!

Huang Lin patiently fought with Huang Yaoshi's projection for half an hour before stopping.

Sitting cross-legged on the Songhui Peak, thinking silently.

Practicing boxing, carrying trees, lifting tripods, and fighting can help him adapt quickly.

Or. Go to the bottom of the river to practice swordsmanship!

Then see if you want to refine the Red Phoenix.

In the following days, Huang Lin would play long fists for half a day every morning.

Then in the afternoon, I went to Qiantang River and practiced swords at the bottom of the river.

Even the spiritual energy was temporarily put down.

After only a few days of work, he realized that his control over his body was much stronger.

At least when casting the Nine Scroll Shadows, you will not deviate.

But the importance of the sword move is still a bit short of the moment.

And the Red Phoenix is ​​indeed lighter!

After returning to the Fenghuang Mountain Villa, Huang Lin asked someone to call Si Mian.

"Master, what are the instructions?"

Si Mian rushed over.

"Sir Si, can there be a yamen in the city to build weapons?"

Huang Lin didn't be polite to him and said straight to the point.

"When the national army returned to the national army, all the two squares of the east and west of the imperial army were in the city. I wonder what the national army needs to build?"

Si Mian responded with respectfully clasped his fists.

"Chorus~"

"It's this sword, the sword body is three feet and six inches long and weighs six pounds and eight taels."

"At present, it is a little lighter for someone and needs to gain weight, but it must not change its length and width!"

Huang Lin pulled out the Red Phoenix, introduced it in front of him, and then handed it to Si Mian.

"The national teacher's sword is valuable, and Si dare not put it lightly. When the master of General Si's weapon department brings it, he will discuss it again. What does the national teacher think?"

Seeing this, Si Mian took a step back and bowed and said.

"good!"

Not long after, Si Mian returned, and two others were brought behind him.

One of them was wearing an official robe, and it seemed to be an official from the Military Weapons Institute.

In addition, the man was wearing a short cloth, dark and red skin, solid figure, and extremely thick arms. He thought that he was what Si Mian called a master!

"National Master, I've brought it!"

Si Mian should give the ceremony first.

"Liu Gui from the Imperial Army and Weapons Institute, Xiaguan, pay homage to the national sect!"

The official called Liu Gui quickly bowed down.

And the honest man, holding his hands, humming and not knowing how to speak.

"Everyone is free from gifts. There are not so many rules here. Are you the best master in the military weapon field?"

Huang Lin waved his hand and asked the man.

"Reply to the master, that one"

The man touched his head and held it in for a long time but couldn't say it.

"Don't be upset by the national teacher. This fool is called Cheng Dahui. He usually can't speak when he sees an official, but his skills are beyond words. He is a master of the two sides of the east and west yards of our military weapon station!"

Liu Gui was worried that Huang Lin would get angry, so he quickly bowed and explained.

"Don't worry, Huang has always respected artists and is not that big-tempered."

He waved his hand casually and handed Chihuang on the table to Cheng Dahui.

Cheng Dahui, who took the Chihuang, immediately changed his expression and no longer had the nervous look he had just now.

His fingers pressed against the sword spine and gently slid from the swallowing mouth of the sword thigh towards the tip of the sword.

When he reached the tip of the sword, his finger suddenly flicked.

“Dou~”

"good!"

"This sword should be mainly made of fine iron, and the meteorite iron is used to make it by cold quenching."

"The sword-casting man is pretty good!"

Cheng Dahui, who was talking freely, did not have the cringe before, and his body exuded an inexplicable momentum.

Huang Lin's eyes lit up. This is a master who has become a skill!

"Master, this sword is a little lighter to someone, can it be?"
To be continued...