Chapter 33: Man's romance

When the master of the Meteorite Tower was heading for the Xiangyangyan resident, Yang Lin was rushing to choose the wood.
On the square, many disciples carried or carried them, and piles of log piles were piled up in front of them.
"Pass it on, you don't need to log any more, these are enough!"
The master of the Heavenly Sword Gate and the master of the Feiyan Gate didn't understand why Yang Lin wanted so many wooden stakes, but they dismissed the busy disciples directly after listening to his instructions.
Then Yang Lin leaned over to the log pile, and the two quickly followed.
"Master, this is called Tiemu, it is very tough and can generally be used as a beam!"
Yang Lin nodded and grabbed it with his hand. He grabbed a hole directly on the round iron wood, "No, the hardness is not enough, it's a far cry!"
"Master, you don't want to find a handy weapon in these big wooden stakes?"
The two sect masters were ashamed, always feeling that the master's behavior is too weird, those knives, swords, etc. are not good, it is so comfortable to use the big wooden stakes?
"Look at your eyes, look down on the big wooden stakes, I tell you, big wooden stakes and big steel pipes are men's romance. Unfortunately, there are no big steel pipes here, and my uncle can only give second priority and use big wooden stakes. However, if you are not tenacious enough, you will inevitably suffer from the enemy. Now that you have time, how can you not find some suitable spares!"
The two doorkeepers wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. They didn't understand how the big wooden stake became a man's romance. Isn't it effortless to wave such a big posture?
Yang Lin continued to walk and watch, and the two masters continued to follow.
"Master, this wood is called feldspar wood. Would you try this to meet the requirements?"
Yang Lin slapped it down, the sawdust fluttered, and then shook his head and said, "No, it's still a bit crispy. You two don't know much about wood, don't you know which species is the strongest?"
The two sect masters are really speechless, they just want to say, except for you, who is so special with a big wooden stake against the enemy, can you say that, can’t, you won’t be slapped and slapped. .
"In our opinion, these pieces of wood are all the same, except for being a beam and building a house, who has nothing to study these."
Yang Lin felt that this was right. Even if he was in the first world, he knew many species of trees, but he really didn't know what kind of wood was the toughest.
However, there are many types of round logs, so compare them one by one.
"This is called Araucaria, relatively rare species!"
"No, it looks good, but it's not as strong as iron wood!"
"This is called Tiannanmu, which has excellent waterproof effect!"
"What's the use of waterproofing? My uncle's selection criteria are very simple. First, it must be heavy, second must be strong, and third must be strong!"
The group of people turned around and saw more than a dozen varieties. For the time being, there is no variety that Yang Lin can see.
"Senior, I heard that in the extreme north, where the cold iron has gathered for a thousand years, there will usually be a big tree called the cold wood. That thing is really strong. Some are growing well, and it may even be possible. It has been tempered into a wooden sword, a wooden sword, and the effect is better than a real sword!"
"What are you doing so far, I can still run to the bitter cold of the far north for the two big wooden stakes? Um... this wood is pretty strong, it seems pretty good!"
"This is called a barbarian tree, but under normal circumstances, there are very few that can grow straight. It is not easy to find these very good looking ones!"
"One, two, three, four, five, OK, just these five. As for the others, let my disciples take them away. As for you, just give me one end of this wood to sharpen it!"
The acting style of the expert is getting more and more unpredictable.
"Senior, easy to sharpen, how long is the tip?"
"Probably half a support!"
After Yang Lin finished speaking, he beckoned to the dream not far away: "Come here, dream!"
"the host!"
"Next, I’m going to bother you. Do you see these five stubborn wooden stakes? They are strengthened by +3. I know that strengthening is very difficult, but don’t force yourself. If you feel tired, just rest. Are there countless elixirs for invigorating energy and spirit?
"Ok!"
After the order, Yang Lin sat on the large armchair beside him, squinting his eyes and enjoying the sun.
The two sect masters here carefully cut the wood, and Huan Meng seriously pressed his hands on the wild wood to start strengthening.
"Girl Dream, what are you doing?"
"Strengthen the big wooden stake for the master!"
"strengthen?"
Two sect masters, look at me and I look at you, but I don’t understand how this big wooden stake strengthens.
"Simply put, it is to impose some spells on the big wooden stakes to make the big wooden stakes heavier, stronger and stronger!"
Hearing what Huan Meng said, the eyes of the two goalkeepers almost exploded, so there are such magic arts in the world?
It should be said that the luck at the beginning was very good. I saw the white light flashing three times in a row in the whole body of the dream, and the first wooden stake easily strengthened by +3.
Seeing the fantasy to strengthen the second root, the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Gate quickly asked: "Miss fantasy, is this strengthened?"
"Yes, it's strengthened."
Just press your hands on it, and it will be strengthened by a few flashes of white light on your body. In the eyes of the two sect masters, they feel that this is a bit absurd.
The two leaned together, as if...and they didn't see any difference. The master of Feiyanmen lifted it with his hand, and his face changed drastically.
"This... this is too exaggerated. I also touched it a few times just now. I feel that this pretty wood is at most seven or eight hundred catties, but now, it is more than three thousand catties at least, and it is likely to have reached four thousand catties!"
The sect master of the Heavenly Sword Gate was equally shocked, "More than that, look at this texture, is it closer than before, it's incredible!"
Is this strengthening? It easily made such a big change in a piece of wood. Now the eyes of the two of them when they look at the dream are almost astonishing! Because of this, Yang Lin's position in the hearts of the two of them is elevated again. After all, an expert is an expert, and a servant around him has such magical skills. It is conceivable that the identity of an expert has become mysterious to the point.
By the way, I almost forgot to do business. Yang Lin said that he would sharpen the five big wooden stakes and do the business first.
After a lot of work, the two went to Yang Lin to ask for credit, but seeing the weird looks on their faces, Yang Lin immediately couldn't help but reward them alone.
"Just tell me what you want, and it doesn't seem like hesitating to say anything!"
"Master, can you strengthen the long sword that Miss Fantasy gave us both?"
Yang Lin thought for a while, anyway, he saddled himself before and after, and he couldn't justify without a reward.
"Illusory dream, if you are tired, take a rest and help them strengthen the sword."
When the two masters heard this, they were overjoyed, and looked at the fantasy dream one by one.
"I see. I had good luck today. It didn't seem to have much effort to strengthen it. It's okay to strengthen them now!"
After a lot of effort, the three-rank long swords of the two have reached strengthening +3 respectively. This kind of remote place, the tempering technique is very low, and the third-grade weapons are basically the limit of a thousand miles. If you want to pursue a higher grade, most people don't have the financial and strength.
As for this strengthening +3, after the two sect masters got their long swords back, they were happy in their hearts.
"The quality of this long sword seems to be more than one grade!"
"I feel that, apart from the lower level of the magic circle depicted above, it is completely comparable to a Tier 4 weapon! The point is that it is more handy to use, no, it is 10 times easier than before!"
The two sect masters fondly stroked their respective long swords, while Yang Lin went to study the large wooden stakes that had been cut and strengthened.
"Report--Smecta, the deputy host of the Meteorite Building, has arrived outside our mountain gate with the number one hundred and ten in a fierce manner. Please show me how to do it!"
"What the hell, Smecta?!"
Yang Lin was a little confused now, hearing these three words reminded him of a famous scene in the urban plot.
Under the snow in the sky, a man and a woman were separated by a distance of more than ten meters, looking at each other with tears in their eyes.
Male: Smecta. Female: Smecta. The man took two steps forward, "Smecta!" The woman took two steps forward, "Smecta!" The man was emotional, "Smecta, Smecta!" Female: "Smecta--"
Then the two rushed towards each other, hugged each other tightly, and then both were happy.
Clearing the imagination in his mind, Yang Lin felt that he was about to be poisoned. Smecta, your sister, something wrong!
"Order to go down and open the mountain gate directly to let them in. It's great to have friends coming from afar," After the command, Yang Lin's gaze fell on the pointed Smecta again, no, it was with a pointed tip. On the big wooden stakes.
Zhengzhou has no place to try, I will let you Smecta, today I let you Smecta!