my causal simulator

Chapter 48 The Highest Realm of Astrology

You can't find a knife that weighs 5 catties. The sabers of the herdsmen are generally only three or four catties. There are no blacksmiths in the tribe, so there is no way to make custom orders. But this is not a problem for Lin Shuhang. Heavy will do.

The effect is definitely not as good as a serious 5-jin knife, but who would let me not have it?

He tied a sandbag to the handle of the knife, and the weight was roughly weighed by himself.

But the same seemingly simple six-step movement, but when the knife in the hand becomes heavier, the difficulty will follow.

The movements began to become easily out of shape, and the six-step movements that I had been proficient just now became easy to make mistakes, and it often takes two times to succeed once.

It took more than an hour this time, and after he had finally completed the second-level basic sword skills, in addition to the prompts of physique +2, spirit yuan +2, and martial arts +5, the basic sword skills also changed to three. order.

[Third-level basic knife technique (yellow): 0/100 (please use a knife weighing more than 10 catties to practice)]

Lin Shuhang didn't stop breathing, and continued to add sandbags, but the increase in weight made the success rate lower.

It's really... Before, I thought the basic sword technique was too easy, just six moves, practiced every minute, and the 20 karma coins were a bit expensive.

But now Lin Shuhang felt the difficulty of it.

If this continues to climb to the 10th level, the difficulty is getting higher and higher, and the success rate is getting lower and lower, then even with the two major talent bonuses, I don't know how long it will take.

I hope I can give myself a breakthrough surprise after I finish my studies.

I practiced the knife all afternoon.

[Fourth level basic knife technique (yellow): 87/100, (please use a big knife weighing more than 15 catties to practice)]

The basic sword technique has been raised to level 4, the difficulty is indeed continuously rising, and the success rate of coherent six-style sword technique has also been declining, which makes the growth rate of proficiency slowly slow down.

But what made Lin Shuhang heave a sigh of relief was that for every level up, the weight of the knife would only increase by 5 catties, instead of directly doubling.

He was worried that if he doubled directly before, after the seventh or eighth level, he would have to wield a sword weighing several hundred catties. That would be an exaggeration.

At this time, the sun was setting and the sky was already dark. Without the talent bonus of 'Descendants of the Sun', not to mention the slow growth of proficiency, more importantly, the decline in comprehension and endurance further reduced his success rate. The wrists covered with sandbags were also sore and limp to the limit.

When the talent of the descendants of the sun disappeared, it was only now that the wrist felt as heavy and uncomfortable as being filled with lead. Compared with the pain in the flesh and flesh when wrestling with Kuotai before, the soreness in the wrist was even more unbearable. resist.

I was able to persist before, thanks to the "Descendants of the Sun" talent, which has the effect of endurance X2. Now I feel that choosing these two talents is really helpful, but it is definitely not just the efficiency of proficiency X2. Simple.

Gotta recover.

A little different from the previous script, when Humir brought him dinner, in addition to bringing the shadow data calculated for him in the afternoon, the old patriarch Humi Langtai also followed.

It should be Lin Shuhang's abnormal behavior today that made the old man doubt it.

Horseback riding was something he wanted to learn by himself, but Humir had only taught him halfway, and suddenly he stopped learning, and asked Humir to help him measure the shadow scale of the bamboo pole under the sun.

What's even more weird is that the guy who has always hated learning martial arts before, actually took a knife and practiced in the open space all afternoon. Humir saw it when he was measuring with a bamboo pole at the door of his house. Changed as a person.

Humi Langtai first asked him a few words about his fall from the horse, and then asked about the so-called calculation of the sun and the practice of knives.

The old man was obviously very puzzled. It is unlikely that he fell off the horse and hit his head. After all, he is quite sane, but the more normal he is, the more curious he is.

This damn curiosity.

Unexpectedly, Lin Shuhang smiled slightly. He had been waiting here for the old patriarch's question: "Does the patriarch worship heaven and earth? Do you believe in shaman?"

Humi Langtai was startled.

Of course the Huns worship heaven and earth, and of course they believe in shamans!For the Huns, there is nothing more sacred and serious than this.

However, what does this have to do with poking a bamboo pole on the ground and recording the shadow scale?
"The patriarch should have heard of shaman astrology. The stars in the sky can tell us endless information, and even predict the future..."

Humi Langtai's eyelids twitched slightly, as if feeling a little emotional: "There are fewer and fewer shamans who can use astrology to predict accurately. The one from the mountain ghost tribe has made three wrong predictions before..."

"You must think that it's because the shamans of the mountain ghost tribe are not good at learning... No." Lin Shuhang smiled and said: "Everything in this world, the more you want to get, the more you must pay. Risks, difficulties, It is always directly proportional to the harvest, does the patriarch agree with this?"

Humi Langtai nodded subconsciously, only to hear Lin Shuhang continue to say: "The art of astrology is the same, the stars at night are easy to observe, but because of the ease of observation, the results of divination are often blurred, or even not clear. Accurate, but the sun is different..."

"It is not only the largest and clearest in the sky, but also extremely eye-catching. Who dares to look directly at the brilliance of the sun? Who can look directly at it?"

"Divination of the sun is the most difficult! But because of this, its calculation results are also the most accurate. Therefore, divination of the sun is the highest level of astrology for shamans!"

Astrology, astrology?Divination of the sun?The highest level...

A few key words made Humi Langtai a little confused.

Frankly speaking, believing in shamans and worshiping the world, the sun and the moon are all instincts that the Huns have carried in their bones.

Humi Langtai really believed in this and feared it from the bottom of his heart, even including this granddaughter's wedding, he did not hesitate to spend the price of two sheep, and he also went to the mountain ghost tribe to invite ghost sacrifice shamans, just for the sake of his deepest love. This awe.

But, that is Lord Shaman, Lin Muyuan is just a Han Chinese...

"As long as they are sincere and wise, anyone can join Shamanism, believe in worshiping the heaven, earth, sun and moon, and learn astrology, prophecy, and magic spells." Lin Shuhang said lightly: "Astrology is nothing more than observing the stars. Shamans cannot divination the sun because they cannot look directly at the sun with their naked eyes, but they can use bamboo poles to measure the shadow, but they can clearly calculate the sun’s movement track, which is the same as observing the sun.”

Humi Langtai happened to know that astrology requires "stargazing", which is indeed similar to what Lin Shuhang said, but he never thought that the sun could be counted as "observed stars".

And why use the shadow of the bamboo pole to observe the movement of the sun, think about it carefully, it seems to be so...

Anyway, it sounds clear and logical, and there is really no way to refute it.

The old patriarch was already stunned for a moment. To be honest, the old man is actually very smart, and he is not a person who is easy to be fooled. Most of the ancients were truly indiscriminate.

While speaking, Lin Shuhang took the measurement result from Humir and demonstrated how to calculate it on the spot.

Seeing Lin Shuhang writing densely packed numbers on the wooden board, the old patriarch who only knew addition and subtraction was stunned by the various formulas and algorithms.

This, what is this all about?

Astrology or something, he really saw that the ghost sacrifice shaman of the mountain ghost tribe did it once, just kept observing and recording, and then wrote a lot of numbers and things that he couldn't understand. Thinking that Lin Muyuan would do it too?
And judging by the complexity of his calculation, it is obviously much more complicated than that of the ghost sacrifice shaman.

But after thinking about it, I saw Lin Shuhang's face gradually darken.

Humi Langtai couldn't help asking: "This...is this what you calculated?"

"Yes." Lin Shuhang turned his head to look at him, and said slowly, "Omen of a blood moon."

Humi Langtai couldn't help but tense all over, subconsciously asked: "When?"

"Wedding day!"

(End of this chapter)