I slept until midnight, and I felt so refreshed.

He roared at the sun in the sky a few times, and Zhang Yang felt that he could be resurrected twelve times in full blood.

But today is destined to be an extremely busy and extremely important day.

Zhang Yang's thinking was also very clear at this moment. He quickly recalled what happened in the past two days and immediately came to a conclusion.

"The process of cutting wooden spears has no direct connection with the result of turning wooden spears into magic tools, but it has an indirect connection."

"The main reason why I was able to succeed was not that I mastered the imprisonment spell, but that the wooden spear cut by Wu Yuan was of good quality, and then it could withstand more imprisonment spells. Then, the imprisonment spell failed and turned into a spiritual impact, which became that I used my soul power to continuously nourish the wood spear, and finally I could brand the imprisonment spell on it."

"So there is no need for me to release the imprisonment spell in one go. I just need to make sure that my soul power can skip this step and directly nourish the wooden spear."

"In a word, soul power, that is, spiritual power, can change the material in reality as long as it is strong enough. I don't need to pay attention to the principle of this process. After all, I am not a stinger. The most important thing for me now is to constantly make such confinement spears. It is best to make more than one hundred pieces. When the deer demon comes to attack, shoot them in the face!"

"Mr. Village Chief."

Just when Zhang Yang was smiling strangely at the sky alone, Wu Yuan had already led 19 elite soldiers to Zhang Yang.

"Their wooden spear throwing levels are almost the same at present. I wonder what kind of throwing levels you need?"

"Wait? It's almost the same." Zhang Yang was stunned. He asked Wu Yuan to pick out a few soldiers with the best throwing ability, and was preparing to let them all use the confinement wooden spear. After all, if they are not accurate enough and cannot hit the target, it would not be wasted.

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

This move is amazing, but this is not Wu Yuan’s real throwing level.

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, waiting for the following.

Wu Yuan said again: "My village chief, because they have just started training, their throwing level can only hit fixed targets within 50 meters, but if they are allowed to train 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? And if people don’t sleep and rest, their bodies will not be able to bear it.

Finally, if the deer demon suddenly attacks during this period of time, everything will be ruined.

After thinking about it, he looked at Wu Yuan, "Even if we are lucky, the deer demon will not appear in a short time, but how do you solve the problem of rest? In the past two days, they have been training until midnight and only slept for four hours a day. This will make them too tired and they will not be able to perform at their peak when they encounter enemies."

"Also, are their training progress so fast? Can they become throwing masters in just five days? Or do you have any secret?"

"My village chief, this is not a problem with fatigue and recovery. I have discovered these two days. As long as we approach the Wood Demon Tower, our fatigue will recover quickly. As long as you allow them to enter the Wood Demon Tower to rest."

"As for the second question you mentioned, there is no secret. The reason why their training progress is so fast is entirely based on the premise that they are elite soldiers themselves. Let a soldier who is accustomed to life and death and whose physical strength is at its peak to learn an attack skill that is not too complicated. I think it will be slow for five days."

"In other words, their coordination ability between hands, eyes and bodies is very strong. As long as they master the basic skills, they can improve quickly immediately."

Wu Yuan explained Zhang Yang in detail, then hesitated for a while before speaking: "Mr. Village chief, I have a suggestion that I don't know if it is feasible. I don't know why you built the village here, but our number is too small. There will be no problem with the scattered monsters. But once you face a large number of enemies, you can easily lose your power and fall completely at a disadvantage."

"So I wonder, should we shrink the defense circle, take the Wood Demon Tower as the core, cut down trees, dig ditches, and make simple village walls, so that we can avoid fighting against the enemy in a field, and do not rely too much on second-level protection. Once the enemy comes to attack, the wooden spear throw we are currently training can come in handy."

"Okay, just do what you said, but don't forget to cut the wooden spear for me, and you need the best quality one."

Zhang Yang completely agreed with Wu Yuan's suggestion, which was originally his idea. After all, now that there is a primary magic weapon, the spear of imprisonment, so how to fight needs to be studied carefully.

Next, everyone started to act, and the 19 elite soldiers continued to train their wooden spears to throw.

Wu Yuan took the time to cut the wooden spear.

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

This is very important. In his plan, he can defend himself with the village wall and the terrain of this hill, and he can condescend to the upper hand. With the imprisonment spear, he can put the enemy in a imprisonment state, and then use the ordinary wooden spear to quickly kill the enemy. This is simply perfect.

However, the premise of this plan is that Zhang Yang can really create enough spears of imprisonment.

"I hope my luck is still there, and the deer demon won't appear too early."

Zhang Yang thought in his heart, but he didn't really hope for it. After all, he now has 31 elite soldiers, and Wu Yuan, who has the advantage of the territory, so he has the confidence to fight hard.

Then he was not busy making the imprisonment spear, but continued his thoughts just now to see if he could skip the step of releasing imprisonment spells and directly use soul power to nourish it, which would greatly save the consumption of soul power.

"Then this matter is a bit tricky. The reason why I can master the imprisonment spell is because the Jiancun Order and the Lord's Demon Soul act directly on my body, so I learned it in a moment, but how should I let the power of the empty soul act on objects in reality now?"

While thinking, Zhang Yang inadvertently looked up and saw Wu Yuan cutting the wooden spear.

Wu Yuan cuts the wooden spear very fast, and has an indescribable rhythm. Every time the knife falls, the flying wood chips are very beautiful and look quite comfortable.

Even Zhang Yang had an illusion that Wu Yuan was giving a wooden spear life and soul, completely letting the wooden spear come alive!

"Maybe it is a good way to maintain absolute concentration, just like the awe that Wu Yuan said before."

Zhang Yang thought, "Actually, I took a detour or thought about the direction I didn't think of. The awe that Wu Yuan mentioned is not just fear and fear, but rather that when he devotes himself to it, just like facing life and death, he can naturally gain more focused power. For me, this is the secret to connect the power of soul power to reality! Even if my soul power is strong enough and precise enough, I will definitely get more details than to see with my naked eyes."

He picked up a wooden stick, Zhang Yang pulled out his long knife, closed his eyes, and opened his thoughts.

I don’t know how long it took, but a few insects in the grass rushed into Zhang Yang’s mind, and then an unknown insect with four pairs of wings appeared vividly, just like he witnessed it with his own eyes. No, even if he looked at it with his eyes, it would not be so real or so detailed, because the internal structure of the insect was presented one by one at this moment.

Zhang Yang was shocked, and the next second the illusion disappeared, and in the grass dozens of meters away, an exact insect exploded into a paste.

"I'll go, it's possible!"

After calming down the fluctuations in his heart, Zhang Yang continued to try. With the first success, the next thing went smoothly. He gradually mastered the rules of controlling the power of souls.

He initially considered whether his soul power could be classified as magic or immortal cultivation, but when he could control this power, he found that it was actually not important.

"What really matters is that I have control!"

After killing seven or eight insects without a complete body, and turning more than a dozen weeds into powder directly, Zhang Yang successfully locked the log stick in his hand with his soul power.

This feeling is magical. There is no need to look at it with your eyes or touch it with your hands. This log stick appears out of thin air in a completely blank world, and is then constantly decomposed, including bark, scars, wood grain, wood fiber, and a more refined and tinier composition.

"I see."

Zhang Yang murmured to himself, maintaining a slight control over the log stick, and at the same time, it is not awkward to cut it down with one knife, because this knife is cut completely according to the internal structure of the log stick, and there will be no mistakes. From the inside to the outside, the depth of each scar, the direction of each fiber, and the thickness of each layer of bark are clearly decomposed.

Then, according to these internal details, the knife is lightly shaved, not simply for the thickness and thickness, but for the integrity of each fiber and the stability of the internal structure of the entire log stick.

From beginning to end, it’s done in one go!

This is the true use of B-level souls, not simply to release spells.

One way to one thing, one way to one thing.

When Zhang Yang opened his eyes again, he saw Wu Yuanzheng's eyes wide open, so shocked that he could stuff a goose egg into his mouth.

"Uh, village chief, how did you do it? This is amazing."

"I? Of course I'm a ghost!"
Chapter completed!