Chapter 65: Superposition

　　 Soon after leaving the yard, the old craftsman looked around and saw no one around, and he could not wait to ask: "Boy, why have you seen him and tried it with him?"
　　Ouyang Ming touched his scalp, knowing that he couldn't fool about this matter. In order not to let his flesh suffer, he had to tell the truth about his participation in the night fight. Of course, he did not say that Ni Yunhong defeated Yan Chengcai and others, and he went out to save the tide and win the battle.
　　 He talked about the night fighting process quite vaguely, giving people the feeling that Yan Chengcai and others had made great efforts, and it was a lucky victory under a melee.
　　 The old man's brow furrowed slightly, and said: "Master Ni is after all a blacksmith, not a pure warrior. It is no surprise that he lost in that situation."
　　Ouyang Ming nodded again and again, but he was secretly secret. If Ni Yunhong was allowed to hear this comment, I really don't know how he would feel.
　　The old craftsman sighed softly: "Boy, how sure are you after three days?"
　　Ouyang Ming thought for a while and said seriously: "Sir, I will not lose."
　　His words were decisive and his confidence in himself reached an unshakable level.
The old craftsman's head sighed and said, "Fuck, you come with me." The two of them entered the old craftsman's forging room, and the old craftsman's head looked dignified. Whether it is to improve quality or add attributes, you can come in handy. The old man will give you the last move today." He shook his head slightly and said, "It's just that this time is too hasty and I don't know if it is too late."
　　Ouyang Ming's eyes lighted up and said, "Senior man, please tell me, maybe my talent is amazing, will it be all at once?"
　　 The head of the old man smiled dumbly and said, "Don't be so stupid, you still have a long way to go."
　　Ouyang Ming immediately put away his smile and sat in danger, saying, "Yes, old man."
The old man's head was amused by his reaction and said, "Okay, what the old man wants to pass on to you is superposition. This is the last thing the old man pressed to the bottom of the box. After teaching you, there will be nothing more Can be taught."
　　 "Stacking technique?" Ouyang Ming said, "What is that?"
　　The old craftsman said in a deep voice: "When you are forging equipment and attaching attributes to it, will you only use one piece of precious ore each time?"
　　Ouyang Ming nodded blankly and said, "Yeah." But in his heart, he said that he could use multiple pieces...
　　 The old craftsman's head couldn't hear his heart, and said: "The old man wants to teach you today is the skill of attaching two precious stones on the same piece of equipment."
　　 "Two pieces of precious ore?" Ouyang Ming's face suddenly became extremely strange, he said: "Master, can each piece of equipment only attach one piece of precious ore?"
　　The equipment he built for himself, however, has a full 11 points of strength and 4 points of agility.
　　 These points are allocated to different equipment. The highest piece of equipment even reaches as many as 4 points. He originally thought that attaching more attributes to the same piece of equipment is a matter of course. However, listening to the tone of the old craftsman seems not so simple.
The old craftsman said: "It is impossible to have only one piece of precious ore that can be attached to a piece of equipment. However, if you want to attach more ore, the failure rate will become higher." He paused and said: "The precious thing about the superposition method is that the same piece of equipment has more and stronger attributes. Of course, its value is even higher."
　　 Ouyang Ming nodded blankly, but his heart was helpless.
　　How do you tell the old craftsman? If he tells the old man directly that he has mastered this secret of superposition technique, will the old man first enjoy a bamboo board fried meat?
　　Touched his buttocks, Ouyang Ming decided immediately, even if he didn’t want to be beaten, he had to follow the old man’s will.
The old craftsman selected a piece of stainless steel and said, "Boy, listen to me, what kind of material can contain what kind of attributes. In the general selection of iron ingots, the strength of a piece of precious ore is good. But , This stainless steel is different. If it is a top-grade fifth-level peak equipment, it can hold up to four pieces of precious ore."
　　Ouyang Ming nodded again and again, secretly said, indeed.
　　 Among the equipment he forged, there were three pieces with the most attributes, namely armor, saber and helmet.
　　 However, the attribute limit of each of the three pieces of equipment is 4 points. Ouyang Ming also thought about trying to accommodate more attribute points, but when the arms were released, the equipment gave him a feeling that he was about to burst, which scared him to give up the idea immediately.
The old craftsman looked at Ouyang Ming with a trance, and thought that this kid was shocked, and said with a smile: "You can rest assured that I will not be so strict with you. Ha ha, four pieces of precious ore are superimposed, that is just a legend. Things. If there is such a top-quality equipment, each piece is called a small top grade, and its value is high, even if it is much larger than the general quality attribute equipment."
　　 Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart. It seems that when he goes out in the future, he still needs to be more aware.
　　Sometimes there is a small need, naturally there is nothing. But if you suddenly have three small top grades on your body, I'm afraid it will immediately attract the attention of interested people.
　　The old craftsman said in a deep voice: "The old man will teach you how to stack now. As long as you can create a stack of equipment in the three days later, it is the winning ticket."
　　Ouyang Ming nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, old man." But, in his heart, he added a sentence, I have already won.
　　 The head of the old craftsman did not directly forge, but pulled him, broke all the skills, and told a little bit. He imparted all his accumulated experience over the past decades to his chosen successor without reservation.
　　Actually, according to his original intention, it is still a bit early to teach. However, when he suddenly encountered Ni Yunhong's challenge, he could only catch the duck and put it on the shelf.
　　Full hour, the veteran head finished talking, the arms in his hand ignited, the steel slowly deformed like mud in his hands, and finally turned into a saber. Subsequently, the old craftsman picked up a stone of power.
　　 The moment when he picked up the Stone of Power, his whole person's spirit suddenly changed subtly, and his old face was even more radiant, and it seemed to be full of vitality again.
　　 This moment made Ouyang Ming want to hit the middle camp fire Jiang Chengwei. When he pulled the burst arrow and aimed at the half-elf beast, the same change.
　　 There are always some people who can release the energy that ordinary people can't imagine in the field of their own expertise, and do the things that ordinary people can't, reach the unreachable height.
"Ding……"
　　The stone of power melted quickly, and under the guidance of the head of the old craftsman, the mysterious energy contained in the precious ore was evenly distributed in the saber.
　　 did not have any test, but Ouyang Ming knew by feeling that the old craftsman had succeeded.
　　 This attribute saber was born in his hands.
　　However, the head of the old craftsman did not give up, but picked up another stone of power again and put it into it again. At the same time, his hands began to shake rhythmically.
　　Ouyang Ming immediately glared his eyes, watching carefully and carefully.
　　Although he has been able to reach the limit of superposition, but when the old master teaches skills, he is still focused, without a little slack. Because he knew that he might not be able to use it now, but it does not mean that he will not need it in the future.
　　 Every effort at this time will become the cornerstone of the future.
　　 The wrist of the old craftsman's head swayed slightly, even giving people a very magical feeling.
　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes were bright, he suddenly found that the wrist of the old craftsman's head was swaying, which seemed to be quite similar to Ni Yunhong's tricks that night when he defeated Yan Chengcai and others.
　　 Of course, this is not to say that there is a direct relationship between the two, but because from their bodies, they can see that some seem to be able to communicate with the world. No, it is the feeling of unity of nature and man.
They are already fully devoted to their boxing skills and superposition techniques. At this moment, they have even surpassed themselves~EbookFREE.me~Ouyang Minghuo Ran has a kind of enlightenment, such The old craftsman's head is the most pinnacle of his life.
　　 The arms dissipated, and the expression of the old craftsman's head quickly languished, but his eyes were still shining, and when he looked at the saber in his hand, he was full of unspeakable pride.
　　 "Senior man, you're tired, let's take a break first." Ouyang Ming quickly stepped forward and helped him, persuading him.
　　 The old craftsman glared at him and said, "Take a break, as soon as I enter the coffin, I have some rest."
　　Ouyang Ming's complexion changed slightly, he quickly said: "Master, you can live for a hundred years!"
　　 The old craftsman smiled and said, "Okay, while you still have time, you can try it."
　　Ouyang Ming responded solemnly, he had wanted to hide the clumsiness, but when watching the strong fighting spirit accompanied his old craftsman's head, there was a slight pain in his heart.
　　 As long as his old family can rest in peace, let alone the superposition of two points, even if all four points are added, he will not hesitate.
　　 picked up a piece of stainless steel casually, and the arms were violently ignited. There was still a slight difference between his arms and the old craftsman's head. Because of the connection of a little spiritual power, so in terms of fine control, it still had to be slightly better.
　　 Of course, as long as he does not use that special method of instilling spiritual power, he will not create a burst.
　　With the flash of fire, Ouyang Ming put the first stone of power into it, which under his control turned into a liquid, evenly distributed on the saber.
　　 The old craftsman's head looked nodded, but his complexion also became dignified.
　　The second precious ore was put into it again. The clenched fists of the old craftsman's head clenched even more than Ouyang Ming.