Douluo continent's soul plan

After a few perfunctory words to the foreman, Tang Ming left quickly. He didn't have time to waste too much time here.

After returning to the room, Tang Ming hurriedly entered the world of martial arts. A large amount of charcoal and iron blocks were neatly placed aside. Tang Ming, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, arranged them like a cube.

"I'll try it first to see if this works."

Tang Ming's mental power concentrated on the ground, and soon the ground was kneaded like plasticine. According to his idea, Tang Ming used his mental power to knead for more than an hour, and finally the stove with the assembly table was kneaded into shape. , in order to prevent the soil from slipping, Lin Hui even learned from the old thatched houses and mixed bluesilver grass in the soil to increase the connectivity of the soil.

After doing all this, Tang Ming sat directly on the ground and meditated with Xuan Tian Gong to rest. After using his mental power for a long time, Tang Ming's eyes were already a little blurry. If he hadn't traveled across two worlds, his head would have exploded. .

Indeed, people must break through themselves to make progress. Tang Ming clearly felt that his mental power had increased by a few strands through rest. Although it was only a few strands, this was undoubtedly an improvement.

Standing up, the world was finally so clear. Even the blue light on the blue silver grass on the ground made Tang Ming feel spiritually pure.

Tang Ming directly pulled up a pile of blue silver grass, threw it into the stove, and lit it with a fire fold. After all, a stove that has not been tempered by fire cannot withstand high-frequency use.

With the help of fire, Tang Ming threw charcoal into the fire area under the stove, and lit it with the sparks falling from the top and some bluesilver grass.

Looking at the fire, Tang Ming pinched the blue silver grass. The long pointed leaves were just long enough to be pinched by his index and middle fingers. Tang Ming shook his wrist, and the blue silver grass was like an arrow that was taken off the string, and it pierced hundreds of meters. In the end, because it was too fragile, the leaves simply collapsed.

"Is it too brittle? Then let me add some soul power to it."

Tang Ming pinched another piece of blue silver grass. Tang Ming directed his soul power in, but soon the blue silver grass collapsed again.

"It seems that Blue Silver can't hold too much soul power."

Tang Ming then conducted in-depth research and quickly found the limit of soul power that Bluesilver Grass can withstand. After all, if it is too much, Bluesilver Grass will still collapse due to its soul power and strength. If it is too little, it will not increase much damage.

After adjusting the soul power, the blue silver grass seemed to be coated and emitted directly. Soon, the blue trajectory with the sound of breaking through the air slid on the blue silver grass ground, and the chopped blue silver grass fragments were shot out. A small path, and finally fell at more than 1000 meters.

Of course, this is just a straight and open test, and it will definitely be reduced in reality, but it should be enough to cope with the initial soul ring acquisition this time. After all, the soul power required by Blue Silver Grass is not high, and the amount of ammunition is unlimited. What a civilian artifact!

The heat of the stove had reached the required level. Tang Ming directly picked up two pieces of pig iron and threw them into the stove, and filled the stove with a lot of bluesilver grass.

Seeing that the pig iron began to turn red and the black iron coat slowly fell off, Lin Hui began to pinch out a piece of pig iron. He lifted the forging hammer with his right hand and withdrew his right leg slightly. The hammer hit the pig iron heavily and the hammer sank deeply into it. Without hesitation, the hammer was so fast that the shadow of the hammer appeared, like many forging hammers beating continuously, and Tang Ming's face began to turn red.

"drink!"

The last hammer fell, and without too much beating, Tang Ming just stripped off all the carbon components in the pig iron.