"Hey… "
Ouyang Ming suddenly stood up, a cold light flashed in his dantian, releasing a powerful stream of heat. Wherever the hot current passes, the whole person feels like being immersed in a hot spring. The warm and spicy feeling makes people forget to leave.
After powerful beasts were regularly sent from Sui Hezhi, Ouyang Ming's energy and blood were sufficiently replenished. With this kind of qi and blood always kept full, the cultivation of zhenqi seemed to come naturally, allowing him to make great progress naturally.
Warrior training is divided into four levels, strength, yin, yang and extreme. However, each of the four levels has five small passes, which are called fourth level and fifth level.
Although Ouyang Ming had successfully ignited the light in his Dantian before, it was only his first glimpse of the door, and he had just stepped onto the threshold of a martial arts practitioner.
Although this first-level warrior can be called a warrior, he will never be able to do anything in the military camp.
But now, after more than a month of replenishing his energy and blood, Ouyang Ming has continuously transformed his energy and blood into his own true energy, and today he has reached the second level of power.
At this time, feeling the light that was constantly emitting from his dantian, he felt extremely happy in his heart.
Although he is not a pure warrior, but in the military camp, he is no stranger to the speed of the men's martial arts improvement.
So he understood very well how difficult it was for him to be able to cultivate his Qi to the second level of strength in about two months.
In addition to those truly talented people, only the second generation who constantly take the best drugs can make such rapid progress.
Ou Yangming can actually be classified as the latter, but what he relies on is not taking any heavenly materials or earthly treasures, but using the characteristic of devouring to absorb the energy of flesh and blood and turn it into his own qi and blood.
He stood up slowly, his bones cracking, and even his body seemed to have grown a little taller.
Ouyang Ming smiled and walked directly to the forging platform.
Ever since Kang Weibo registered him as an arms forger, he had his own forging room.
In fact, the forging rooms in military camps are not wealthy. Generally speaking, only the top arms blacksmiths can have private forging rooms.
Ouyang Ming is just a new junior, so he should not be an exception. However, when Kang Weibo promised Ouyang Ming to obtain the right to use the forging room at the price of 20% of the attribute equipment, all the objections disappeared in an instant.
The attribute equipment is only 2 out of 10. Looking at the entire military camp, only two or three cats and dogs can do it. This also includes chief blacksmiths like Lao Jiangtou.
Therefore, no matter how doubtful everyone was, they would never be able to stand up to Ou Yangming at this time.
Glancing at the forging table, Ouyang Ming casually picked up a selected iron ingot and tempered it with munitions. And at the next moment, he immediately felt the greatest benefit of the warrior's increased strength.
When he used the weapons, he felt more relaxed. This is like using a two-kilogram dumbbell to exercise before. It felt a bit strenuous. However, as he continued to exercise and his strength gradually increased, although the two-kilogram dumbbell was not like nothing in his hands, it did not constitute too much. A big burden.
Under the burning of the munitions, the iron ingot melted quickly and slowly turned into the shape of leggings.
When the leggings were about to take shape, Ouyang Ming quickly picked up a stone of sensitivity and threw it into it. With the improvement in his mind, he quickly completed the two processes of absorption and improvement.
The weapons slowly converged, and Ouyang Ming already knew the properties of this leggings.
Item: Outstanding Leggings (Red)
Level: The fifth level of good quality mortal tools
Attributes: Hardness +10, Agility +1, Durability 9
This leggings is not only a fifth-level mortal weapon, but also has a durability of 9 points, which proves that Ouyang Ming's forging heat has been continuously improved and there are no big flaws anymore.
In fact, using selected iron ingots for forging can indeed create high-quality equipment. However, if Ouyang Ming wanted to do this before, he had to invest enough reserve attributes. However, a few days later, after more than two months of exploration, he still needed to invest in certain attributes, but even if it was a fifth-level forging good product, the general attributes he would invest would not exceed three points.
In other words, Ouyang Ming can now use his own strength to forge equipment, and he can also use selected iron ingots to create high-quality second-level, or even third-level products.
Although this level is not as exaggerated as that of Old Jiangtou at his peak, it is not much different.
Of course, being able to achieve such an almost impossible speed of progress is inseparable from the purple power in his mind.
This purple power was exactly the purple brilliance he had glimpsed in the arms order. When this power was revealed, Ouyang Ming was able to enter a completely rational state, as if he was peering from the perspective of a bystander.
In this state, he is in a state of absolute calm.
In the past, he was able to turn defeat into victory, survive in the face of death, kill Zhang Hanyu, and make rapid progress in forging equipment. This extremely calm state was his greatest strength.
After rummaging around on the forging table, Ouyang Ming found five pieces of attribute equipment and five remaining pieces of precious ore.
A wry smile appeared on his face. If people knew that he could maintain a 100% success rate when forging attribute equipment, it would probably cause an unimaginable sensation.
Weighing the five pieces of precious ore, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.
A fifty percent success rate is already the maximum limit he can take. But what to do with the remaining five pieces of precious ore
With a sigh, Ouyang Ming's arms reappeared.
No matter where he placed these precious ores, he was not at ease, so he had to refine their properties and store them in his mind.
However, the number of purple lights that can be stored in the mind is limited, only fifty. Therefore, after storing special attributes, the share of ordinary attributes must be reduced.
As the arms were poured out, the five pieces of precious ore finally turned into powder and ceased to exist.
In Ouyang Ming's mind, there were five more small purple light groups. However, at the next moment, his face showed a look of surprise.
Because he suddenly discovered that the place where the colored light group was stored in his mind seemed to have become larger.
Well, according to his estimation, this space has increased by about ten spaces. In other words, the number of purple lights he can store is no longer fifty, but sixty.
Ouyang Ming was overjoyed. He was so sleepy that someone gave him a pillow.
But, how was this sudden change achieved
Ouyang Ming immediately thought of his advancement in martial arts. He understood in his heart that after advancing to a higher level, not only did his physical strength improve, but so did his mental capacity.
Picking up these five pieces of attribute equipment, Ouyang Ming took three steps at a time and arrived at the old craftsman's forging room.
Perhaps it was Kang Weibo's deliberate arrangement. He and the old craftsman's forging room were not far apart, almost right next door.
Opening the door carelessly and entering, the old craftsman knew who was coming without even looking back. Except for this ignorant boy, even if General Chen Yifan comes in person, he will knock on the door and say hello.
"You brat, don't you have your own forging room, and you still come to my place... Hey, why are you holding a pile of garbage?"
Ouyang Ming refused to admit defeat and said: "Old man, what are you talking about? If you don't like me, I will leave right now." He said he wanted to leave, but he sat down next to the old craftsman.
The old craftsman stretched out his hand and grabbed his ears, laughing and scolding: "You brat, your wings have become stiff, have you learned to talk back?"
Ouyang Ming screamed and said: "Old man, it hurts so much, please let go..."
The old craftsman actually didn't use much force in his hands. Hearing Ouyang Ming scream in pain, although he knew that his appearance was most likely fake, he still couldn't help but let go.
"Hmph, tell me, what's the matter?"
Ouyang Ming put down the five pieces of equipment in his hands, rubbed his ears, and said, "Old man, I made these. Come and take a look."
The old craftsman frowned slightly and said, "You have only acquired five pieces of equipment in the past two days? This is too little."
Arms blacksmiths are no ordinary blacksmiths. With the assistance of arms, every qualified arms blacksmith can at least refine ten blades a day. In other words, ten weapons can be crafted in one day.
This efficiency is far higher than that of a blacksmith, and this is the lowest level of arms forger.
Although Ouyang Ming only went out on his own for two days, he had five pieces of equipment in two days, which was unqualified no matter how you looked at it.
With a curl of his lips, Ouyang Ming said helplessly: "Old man, you should read it first before talking!"
The old craftsman's heart moved slightly, he knelt down and picked up a saber. He looked carefully for a few times, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes. He glanced at Ouyang Ming, and after he injected a ray of energy, his eyelids immediately jumped a few times.
Attribute saber, this is not an ordinary weapon, but an attribute saber.
The old craftsman gently put down his saber, picked up the second piece of equipment, and also injected a ray of true energy.
Then, the third, fourth, and fifth.
Standing up slowly, the old craftsman pursed his lips tightly and said, "Did you do these in the past two days?"
Ouyang Ming scratched his scalp and said with a smile: "Yesterday, Mr. Kang sent me ten pieces of precious ore. I used them all because my hands were itchy." He sighed in a fake way, but on his face But Dese couldn't hide it and said: "Unfortunately, I only succeeded half of it, and the other half was wasted."
The old craftsman took a deep breath and stared at Ouyang Ming fiercely, but for a moment he couldn't think of anything to say to teach this boy a lesson.