Next, the explosion became the only sound in the courtyard. Every half hour or so, there would be a violent explosion, and each time it became more violent.
Apart from this, there was no other sound in the entire courtyard. Wei Zhuo, Xing Haiyi, Mrs. Teran, and Lake were waiting in the courtyard like sculptures. They were all looking forward to when the door opened.
What kind of surprise will Ling Fan bring them?
Time passed slowly while waiting, the sky gradually darkened, and pale yellow candlelight lit up in the house.
"Just a little bit." Watching the boots explode in the explosion-proof box, Ling Fan finally put down the carving knife. Only when he put it down did he feel that his right hand had lost consciousness.
After a while, his right hand felt numb. After five minutes, the soreness completely covered his arm and spread to Ling Fan's whole body.
At the same time, he only felt a splitting headache, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted. He could only open his big hands, fall to the ground and gasp for breath.
"I didn't expect that the Zhuifeng Dou Seal would have such connotation. This roll of parchment is the key to it." After a day of research, although there was no finished product, Ling Fan finally grasped the real secret of the Zhuifeng Dou Seal.
When he was carving the Dou Seal, he always felt that something was missing in the Dou Seal. After trying several times, he finally discovered that it was missing an attribute energy, which was the wind attribute of the Wind-Chasing Dou Seal.
This attribute was sealed in the parchment by the person who created the Dou Seal. During the process of carving the Dou Seal, the Dou Seal would resonate with the parchment, thereby absorbing the wind attribute energy on them.
Ling Fan has probably mastered about 30% of the Wind-Chasing Dou Seal. He has already had the energy to carve out the Dou Seal, but currently he is unable to fully guide the wind energy into the Dou Seal. This is the reason for his continuous failures.
"My fighting spirit and mental strength are not enough. I must advance to the ninth stage of fighting spirit."
It was getting late, and Ling Fan had consumed too much energy. It was obviously not suitable to continue carving the Dou Seal at this moment. At this time, he felt that there was nothing in his stomach, and it turned out that he was hungry.
After struggling for a while and regaining some strength, Ling Fan opened the door that had been closed for a long time. In an instant, Wei Zhuo and four other people rushed up, asking questions about Zhuifeng Douyin.
"Can you let me have something to eat first?" Ling Fan really couldn't explain anything. He just wanted to have a good meal now.
After dinner, Ling Fan just dealt with the four people casually. He only said that he was confident that he could carve the Wind Chasing Dou Seal within ten days. As for more details, he naturally did not say much.
Rookie world.
Ling Fan came to the Douyin hut and began to study the Douyin bomb. Although this thing is scary, it is not too difficult to depict. However, the Douyin bomb is ever-changing. He can etch it on large weapons, and he can also etch it on small items like arrows.
On weapons.
On large weapons, Ling Fan could easily create Douyin bombs, but on bows and arrows it was not that simple.
boom!
There was another explosion, and Ling Fan stood up in disgrace. Looking at the failed arrows in the explosion-proof box, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The bows and arrows are too small, and the cross-sections are all circular. How can we carve them on him?"
Douyin bomb."
The biggest application of the Douyin Bomb is in bows and arrows. No matter what, Ling Fan had to portray it.
"Since the arrow body cannot be carved, let's try the arrowhead." Lipisner pointed to the shining arrow and handed a brand new bow and arrow to Ling Fan.
"Arrow?" Ling Fan's eyes lit up. Although the arrow was not big, it was still a flat surface. It should be easier to carve a seal on it.
Doing it as soon as he thought of it, Ling Fan started carving the Dou Seal Bomb again. Two hours later, it ended in failure. However, he had mastered some tricks and believed that with more practice, he would be able to carve Dou Seal Bombs on bows and arrows.
After leaving the Douyin hut, the next stop was of course the hut of the Arrow God Lucan. Even though he was fully prepared, Ling Fan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when all kinds of poisonous insects got on him. He couldn't maintain perseverance no matter what.
In the end, of course, he was bitten and rolled all over the floor, making him extremely embarrassed.
Ling Fan spent three days in a dream, soaking in a medicine vat, spiritual training, learning Dou Seal, learning archery, and carving the Wind Chasing Dou Seal after waking up. For three consecutive days, Ling Fan spent in this situation.
Sit cross-legged on the bed, put your hands squarely, and let the Dou Qi in your body continue to circulate around the world, going round and round, constantly removing impurities, and then gathering in the sea of Qi.
When the fighting spirit in the sea of qi reaches a certain peak, the sea of qi churns violently, and suddenly a suction force is generated, greedily swallowing up the fighting spirit from the outside world, and continuously replenishing the sea of qi.
His eyes suddenly opened, and two yellow rays of light danced vaguely in his pupils. Ling Fan clenched his fists, feeling the fighting spirit filling his body, and a confident curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I have finally reached the ninth stage of fighting spirit. My mental strength has also improved a lot in the past few days. I think I will be able to complete the Chasing Wind Fighting Seal now!"
He placed the parchment beside him, took the carving knife in his hand, adjusted it, took a combat boot with his left hand, waved it with his right hand, and finally used the knife again.
During the carving process, Ling Fan's attention was not just on the boots. He also observed the parchment with a ray of spirit. As a result, he found that a thin gray line emanated from the parchment. This thin line was the wind.
attribute energy.
The thin thread wandered aimlessly in the void, seemingly trying to fit into the boots, but could never find a breakthrough point.
Ling Fan was sweating profusely, not daring to relax at all. His mental power had been trying to guide the wind energy, but after all, his mental power was too weak to perform such a difficult action.
"There is no other way, we can only do this." Since he could not use his spiritual power to guide him, Ling Fan could only use his last resort.
Nine levels of fighting spirit spurted out from his forehead, condensed into a substantial stream of energy, rolled up the wind energy, and rushed towards the boots desperately.
This is the reason why Ling Fan advanced to the ninth stage of fighting spirit. After advancing to the ninth stage of fighting spirit, he can use his full strength to temporarily leave the fighting spirit from his body in a very short period of time.
Although it is not the best way to forcefully integrate wind energy into the boots, it is better than nothing.
Sure enough, after the wind attribute was forcibly injected into the boots, Ling Fan's difficult steps suddenly became smoother. The boots no longer vibrated and had no signs of explosion.
Ling Fan was overjoyed, but there was a feeling of emptiness in his body. The fighting energy leaving his body just now had already made him exhausted, but the fighting seal had reached the last moment, and he would never give up.
He gritted his teeth and persisted. In order to hold the carving knife steady, green veins as thick as earthworms popped out on his forehead. Now Ling Fan didn't have much strength at all. He was carving entirely with willpower.
Each sword seemed simple, but it was the result of Ling Fan's best efforts.
"Persistence, persistence, chasing the wind and seal, I will definitely be able to complete it." He kept encouraging himself, and his innate fierceness made him grit his teeth, surpassing again and again, persisting again and again, when the last knife fell on his combat boots.
When we got up there, a fresh and natural breeze blew through the entire cabin.
Under this breeze, Ling Fan's tense expression finally relaxed. At the same time, with a smile on his face, he couldn't even say a word. He just threw his combat boots and carving knife aside, as if he were dead.
Lying on the ground like a dog, panting, panting!
"It's done, I'm finally done, hahaha..." I don't know how long it took, but when Ling Fan regained his strength, the first thing he did was giggle, and there was even a tear in the corner of his eye.
It seems like a simple process, but only he knows how much he has paid. He never admits defeat and fights to the end. Although it is only a small success, it is enough to make him proud.
The tears in the corners of his eyes were not tears of joy, but the sudden feeling in Ling Fan's heart. Perhaps this was his first success after trying his best. This success might be just an episode in his life, but it made him believe even more
A little bit.
As long as he works hard, refuses to give up, refuses to admit defeat, and keeps the fierceness in his heart, even an ordinary person can do things that shock the world.
The Zhuifeng Douyin is like this, the fighting spirit is like this, and the archery skills in the future will be like this. Maybe he is not born with any superior conditions, but he believes that he will not be worse than anyone else, no matter what the bloodline warriors are, no matter how favored by God, he Ling
Don't be afraid!
Holding the Zhuifeng combat boots in his hand, the sorted fighting energy of the Zhuifeng Dou Seal circulated in his body, and then was transmitted to the combat boots. In an instant, information about the combat boots appeared in Ling Fan's mind.
"Increase the speed by 28%, and the cooling time is three minutes."
This is the data about the Wind Chasing Boots. The speed is 28%, which is already incredible. And don’t forget, this is just one boot. One person can wear two boots.
When the speed is superimposed, it will definitely not be as simple as one family equals two.
Of course, it is still unknown whether the Chasing Wind Seal can be superimposed, and Ling Fan has no energy to carve the Chasing Wind boots today.
There were still more than a hundred combat boots on the ground. Ling Fan thought it was impossible to use them all, and he didn't want to waste them. At that moment, he curled up his lips and practiced fighting seal bombs on these combat boots.
Chasing the Wind Dou Seal requires mental strength, which can only be drawn when the Dou Qi is at its peak. Ling Fan is already quite familiar with the Dou Seal Bomb, so it does not require much energy.
After he engraved Dou Seal bombs on some of his boots, the sound of knocking on the door rang for the first time, which made Ling Fan frown. Didn't he tell anyone not to disturb him?
"What's the matter?" Ling Fan asked directly.
"Master, the hall master sent a message asking you to go to the front hall. He said that the city lord is here and wants to see you." Wei Zhuo's voice drifted in, and there was even a hint of it in his voice.
Trembling.
To be honest, he didn't want to disturb Ling Fan at all, and he didn't dare to disturb Ling Fan. This was a critical period for Douyin Master's creation, but he didn't dare to disobey the hall master's order, so he could only bite the bullet and report it.
"City Lord?" Ling Fan's expression changed: "Is it because of Nalan Shuo's matter?"
I still remember the scene when Nalan Shuo and Ning Xin made trouble that day. Nalan Shuo and others seemed to have a close relationship with the city lord of Haining City. Ling Fan didn’t know the city lord, and the city lord came to visit him specially. It was difficult not to compare the two things.
things combined.
"Hmph! It's best not to mess with me, otherwise even if you are the city lord, as long as I, Ling Fan, don't die, you won't have a good day." Ling Fan rose sharply, got rid of his pair of shoes, and put on an ordinary combat boot and
A wind-chasing combat boot, and then several combat boots engraved with Dou Seal bombs were hidden in his sleeves, and then he started to open the door as if nothing happened.
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}