Dark Moon Era

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This difference is too subtle, does it need to be verified? Yes, of course!

Tang Ling took a deep breath, and in the same way, dropped the second hammer with his left arm.

This time, the result is even worse than the drop of the right arm. This is human inertia. As long as it is not left-handed, the right hand is more powerful and the right arm is more flexible.

Therefore, Tang Ling will not be moved by this result, thinking that he is getting worse.

He was willing to settle down, think about it little by little, perfect little by little.

Since it is a three-hammer set, you need to complete the third hammer.

This third hammer does not have any skills, and it is even less complicated. It is holding the hammer with both hands, exhausting the strength of the whole body, and hitting a heavy hammer under the hammer.

At first, Tang Ling thought he was wrong.

Therefore, when Boss Huang finished the first presentation and asked him to express his feelings, he also said, but he was not sure.

But strangely, Boss Huang did not deny it at all.

If it is wrong, Tang Ling believes that Boss Huang will deny it. After all, it is ironing for him. There is no need for Tang Ling to iron in a wrong way and waste his materials.

So Tang Ling got the answer. This third hammer was an outburst with no effort to hit a heavy hammer.

Does such a hammer have any benefit to refining? Tang Ling didn't know how to hit the iron, and he was more lazy to ask. If he had learned the basics, he would have more understanding. At this time, asking questions is the correct attitude.

Therefore, Tang Ling took a little rest, and carefully realized the subtle changes brought about by the previous two drops of the hammer, and then held the hammer tightly with both hands, so straightforward and exhausted. Power, dropped the third hammer.

The sound of "Dang" was dull and fast, and there was no difference between the sound of Boss Huang dropping the hammer.

However, after this third hammer fell, Tang Ling's face changed suddenly.

With precise instincts, he could feel the power burst out, consume it, and then quickly recover.

But in the process of recovery, his power seemed to, as if to become, how to say? More encrypted?

This is different from the subtle feeling of the previous two hammers. The subtle feeling of the previous two hammers is that you can feel the cohesiveness when the power rebounds at the last moment and requires full force to burst.

And what did the last hammer say after it fell? The restored power becomes that slightly more solid power.

Boss Huang was sitting in the grand front lobby at this time.

The front hall is paved.

However, this shop looks very strange.

This weirdness is not to say that the style of the whole shop is messy and gives people a strange feeling.

On the contrary, the decoration of this shop is very elegant, whether it is wooden furnishings or decorative calligraphy and paintings.

It will not give people a sense of dazzling, but they miss the feeling of details, while letting everything in them be mutually reinforcing, they can also show their own characteristics and values.

Yes, how can such an arrangement feel strange? The strange thing is that this is a shop and it is an iron shop. Why is there no related product displayed?

Instead, it is like a tasteful and elegant hall, used to receive distinguished guests.

Tang Ling didn't see this shop. If he saw it, he would doubt how boss Huang would make money?

Boss Huang was laid back at this time.

The lounge chairs in the shop are very comfortable. The blankets under the lounge chairs are very dense. The fluff above is soft with a little toughness. It is just right for massaging the soles of the feet.

If someone with knowledge sees it, they can recognize it at a glance. This blanket is actually a fourth-level beast only in the cold seas. The fur of the ice thunderstorm sea lion is a good inner nail material, so it is spread randomly It's too luxurious on the ground.

But boss Huang doesn't care.

Tier 4 beast? If he could not find a better alternative, he felt that this fur was really low-grade.

At this time, he had a pot of tea on the table next to him, which was a kind of tea with a red tint in green.

There is also a jug of luxury wine, a plate of crispy raw rice, and a plate of rare specialty fruit in the ocean, nautical red.

Squinting his eyes and smoking a pipe, it was like an immortal enjoyment.

From the back of the ironsmith room, Tang Ling's sound of ironsmithing was not perfect, but I don't know why Boss Huang heard it, and a slight faint smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and he mumbled a word, only vague. I heard two words.

The front door was facing the lively street. A woman walked by the street and accidentally glanced at Boss Huang's smile, her face couldn't help being slightly hot.

Boss Huang was sensitive, and blinked frivolously at the woman, then the woman stopped, what seemed to be stinging?

However, the boss Huang's brow frowned in the next second, what is Tang Ling doing? Why did the sound of iron strike just three times before it stopped? He was just listening.

The woman on the street saw Boss frown, and left quickly without asking.

But at this time, Tang Ling rushed out from the ironsmith, looking at Boss Huang, looking a little excited.

"Is this refining roughcast? Or is it refining human power? This is a way to fight strength, right?" Tang Ling watched boss Huang asking a few questions in succession.

Boss Huang frowned, and then looked down at Tang Ling with contempt. What charismatic young man can have? Seeing such an anxious look, it's just too outrageous.

Picking up the purple sand teapot around him, taking a sip of tea into his mouth, Mr. Huang said lightly: "Iron strike is iron strike, I'm fine to fight you?"

"But I feel it. I've been stuck at the bottleneck for a long time. The power has not been able to communicate, but it finally loosened today." Tang Ling was incoherent. He was not guided by anyone. All the problems were thought by himself.

If it wasn't for the perfect gene chain, he would have no idea where the bottleneck was stuck and he would not be able to make progress.

This was the first time he encountered a bottleneck. Although he had thought about the cause, but couldn't think of a solution, now he has started to change. How can he not be excited.

Looking at the excited Tang Ling, Boss Huang laughed, put down the teapot, and said leisurely: "That's just a side effect, you don't need to worry too much."

"Of course I care, why is it loose?" Tang Ling couldn't wait to come out, just to ask this question.

If you understand the truth, you will have a direction, and if you have a direction, you will know that you are working towards that place.

"Of course it will loosen. The first two hammers, the cascading cumulative force, is the process of letting the power merge together. In the outburst of the hammer, it is actually using the power of fusion and cohesion."

"The last hammer consumes the strength of the whole body, and it is supplemented by natural strength."

"You want to know the reason. The reason is actually that simple. So you should understand that this is a tricky process. Only honestly knocking it down will make all your existing strengths merge. Connected together to form a more solid force. "

"At this time, the energy you store will be replenished to form a new strength, and then you will start a new fight." Boss Huang answered the questions of Tang Ling in one breath, without any concealment. Although the words are simple , But made the point clear.

Tang Ling nodded heavily. At this time, his attitude was very modest. He asked, "Is this the method used by all people to integrate their strengths?"

"How is it possible? I'm an ironsmith. This is my unique ironsmithing skill. Can it be taught to everyone? Everyone comes to ironsmith? Other people want to integrate and use the" pressure method ", which is important. Under pressure, time and time to drain your strength, and then let the strength consolidate. "Boss Huang really knows everything.

"Which one is better?" Tang Ling asked.

"Does it have anything to do with you? Now you can only hit the iron. Since it has this side effect, you can enjoy it. The rich can rent the pressure chamber. Are you rich? If you have no money, go back to the stone and you Are you free? Ask some useless questions. "Huang boss glanced at Tang Ling.

He obviously refuses to say which method is better, but only admits that this is the role of iron.

"Okay, I know. I'll go back and strike the iron now." Tang Ling no longer asked, and honestly went back to the iron room to continue his ironmaking career.

As for how much he believed in the words of Boss Huang, it didn't matter at all. Since iron-making has a long-term effect, he can condense his strength, and finally integrate his strength, he will work hard in this direction.

"This kid, it's cute ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is cuter than his father." Boss Huang muttered again.

At least, Tang Feng didn't have the practicality of Tang Ling, impetuous like a little lunatic.

Thinking of this, there was a smile on Boss Huang's face again. It seemed that he was not sad for Tang Feng's final death.

He lazily pulled out a bell from his pocket and shook it twice, and soon Ding Ling appeared in front of Boss Huang with an impatient face.

"People are studying, what are you doing?"

"Ha ha." Boss Huang reached out and squeezed Ding Ling's slick face, and Ding Ling rolled his eyes and stared back.

"Still studying? Shouldn't you get a food catalogue again, drooling?"

Ding Ling blushed, like a dyed dumpling, and said quickly: "Oh, boss, you have something to say."

"Go, warm Tang Ling's breakfast and bring him to the iron room. Well, after two hours, send another lunch ..." Boss Huang stretched a lazy waist.

At this moment, the street suddenly became inexplicably lively, and people heard some exclamation and roar.

But Boss Huang and Dingling didn't care about it, and Boss Huang just said, "Looking at this situation, you should be able to eat it. Let's talk about dinner."

Jing Ling nodded and turned to leave.

At this time, Mr. Huang turned his head to look at the lively street, but only glanced at him, then poured himself a glass of wine and drank it.

"Are you here? It won't be long before you're here? Tang Ling is running out of time, but where can he go?"

Boss Huang said to himself, a glass of wine was in his throat, and then he sighed and said, "It's all up to God's will, let it be."

And the bustling street over there can be seen faintly. At the center of the bustling is a boy with a sword ...