The Strongest Doctor

Then, Feng Le made an array in her hand. These extremely cold white iron slurry water floated into the air automatically.

"Brother Lin, this is the most difficult step. I will add some small arrays to the iron needle at the same time. Please don't disturb me." Feng Ledao.

"Elder martial brother fengle, don't worry. I promise I won't make a sound nearby." Lynch road.

Feng Le nodded, and then her hands were constantly changing. The extremely cold white iron slurry suspended in the air was constantly combined to form the iron needle rudiments of thin hair.

Lynch said secretly that he thought it was the same as traditional iron making, but now fengle is completely controlled by Qi.

Fengle's hand changed again, and the iron needle was elongated. He made a seal with one hand and photographed the elongated iron needle, and the array was depicted on the needle.

Later, fengle kept copying this technique. In a short time, he had finished dozens of needles.

All this seems simple, but it is a test of the forging's true Qi control and mental power. If there is a little mistake, the whole forging process may be destroyed.

Feng Le's forehead was already sweating.

It seems that in this process, he is also quite hard.

It's just that fengle doesn't mean to stop. This process needs to be completed at one go, and it can't tolerate any mistakes and pauses.

His hands changed more and more quickly. After the iron needles suspended in the air gradually took shape, they kept spinning and began to flash a faint white light, which looked very strange. In the end, several iron needles actually stuck together and completely fused into one iron needle.

Time goes by quietly. After a night's forging, when the sun rises, the extremely cold white iron needle is finally forged.

"Brother Lin, the needle you want is ready. Let's see what needs to be improved." Fengle soaked the hot iron needle in water and fished it out.

I saw the extremely cold white iron needle was white and cold, just like the firewood chopper in their hands.

"Hard work!" Lynch took it in his hand, weighed it gently, and sank suddenly.

Previously in the sea, because of buoyancy, the weight felt was not very clear.

But now, Lynch feels that this cold white iron needle alone is as heavy as some large weapons. Ordinary practitioners can't lift it at all.

"It's nothing hard. I haven't forged a weapon for a long time. It just gives me a hand addiction." Feng Le wiped her sweat, then drank some water and had a rest.

But Lynch thought of the previous question and asked: "brother fengle, I think you put some iron needles together before. Why is that?"

"Brother Lin, you try to pour real Qi into the iron needle." Feng Yue smiles mysteriously.

Lynch tried to use his real Qi, and then he found out that the cold white iron needles suddenly separated and became three.

"This is..." Lynch was stunned.

"This is a little mechanism I made for you. If you use iron needles to attack, after throwing it out, it will be divided into three parts, making it impossible for others to defend." Feng Ledao.

Lynch can't help but see that this mechanism can really achieve unexpected results.

His smashing needle can be divided into three parts in midair. His attack power and range will also increase a lot.

"Thank you, brother. Using it like this directly increases my strength!" Lynch said gratefully.

"If you like it, it's just that I've consumed a lot of Qi this evening. I'm afraid I'll be delayed in today's task." Feng Ledao.

"Brother fengle is talking about the task of cutting down trees?" Asked Lynch.

"Well, the Lord has assigned me a task. I have to cut down at least one tree every day. If I don't finish it, it will affect the progress of shipbuilding. The Lord will surely punish me." Feng Ledao.

Lynch said with a smile, "let me help you."

"Brother Lin, do you help me cut down trees? That's not good. You're a guest Fengle is a little embarrassed.

"Nothing. If you are punished by the Lord for helping me forge the iron needle, then I'm sorry." Lynch road.

Fengle was still a little embarrassed and made a courtesy of Lynch.

It's just that he needs a little more time to recover. At first glance, Lynch really wants to help him, but he doesn't refuse any more.

Lynch and Feng Le started off and went to the side of the Wutong tree to be chopped. The Wutong tree cut by

still has certain requirements. It must be a Wutong tree growing over 5000 years. The diameter of the tree must be more than two people.

"Brother Lin, take my firewood chopper. I'll meditate and recover. When I'm better, I'll do it instead." Fengle throws the chopper to Lynch.

Lynch took it and felt his hand sink.

"Just rest. You don't have to be so polite." Lynch road.

"Just don't be tired." Feng Le nods, then no longer says much, and hastens to meditate and recover.Lynch turned to look at the Wutong tree before him, and his hands were running to the chopper, and a loud noise came out.

, the day before yesterday, Lin Chi had just discussed the cyclone knife with Feng Le, so there is still some understanding of the cutting of Wutong tree.

Lynch let out a low drink, and his hand went up and down. The trunk of

Wutong tree was cut down directly, and the trunk of the tree was constantly shaking.

"it's not very hard to cut up the Wutong tree." Lynch said faintly.

what a Wutong he is, why Feng Le's master of the yuan baby's environment takes a day to cut down a phoenix tree.

According to the truth, this tree will be cut down in half an hour at most.

when Lynch was about to drop the two knife, he found that the Wutong tree suddenly shook, and his knife fell to the other place, and did not fall to the first knife.

"What's the matter?" Lynch was stunned for a moment.

if he had not read the wrong thing, the Wutong tree shook and avoided the knife elsewhere.

And Lynch carefully observed, and found that his two cuts were healing slowly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

This surprised Lynch.

he didn't expect this Wutong tree to be so spiritually.

but think carefully, these Wutong trees are stained with the smell of Phoenix and add thousands of years of growth, so that they can't be demons and become fine. Let alone the spirit now.

"It's going to take a day to cut this tree down."

Lynch finally understood what Feng Le needed a day to cut off the Wutong tree.

Take a deep breath and Lynch drops the chopper again.

Sonorous sonorous sonorous

There's a lot of metal crashing.