Immediately after, Feng Le formed a formation in his hand, and these extremely cold white iron slurry water automatically floated into the air.

"Brother Lin, this is the most difficult step to form, I will add some small formations to the iron needle at the same time, please don't disturb me. Feng Le said.

"Senior Brother Fengle, don't worry, I promise that I won't make a little noise next to me. Lynch said.

Feng Le nodded, and then the extremely cold white iron slurry suspended in mid-air in his hand kept changing, and it was constantly combined, forming the prototype of a thin hair of iron needles.

Lynch was secretly surprised, he thought it was no different from the traditional iron, but now, Feng Le was completely controlled with his true qi.

I saw that Feng Le's hand changed again, the iron needle was stretched, and he slapped the elongated iron needle with one hand, and the formation was depicted on the needle.

Subsequently, Feng Le continued to copy this technique, and in less than a while, he had completed dozens of needles.

All this seems simple, but for the forger's true qi control, mental power is a test, if there is the slightest mistake, it may destroy the entire forging process.

A trace of fine sweat was already on Feng Le's forehead.

It seems that he is also quite struggling in this process.

It's just that Feng Le doesn't mean to stop, this process needs to be done in one go, and there is no room for mistakes and pauses.

The changes in his hands became faster and faster, and after these iron needles suspended in mid-air gradually took shape, they continued to rotate, and began to flash a faint white light, which looked very strange, and in the end, several iron needles were actually attached together, completely fused into an iron needle.

Time passed quietly, and after a night of forging, when the sun was rising, the extremely cold white iron needle was finally forged.

"Brother Lin, the needle you asked for has been healed, see if there is anything that needs to be improved. Feng Le soaked the hot iron needle in the water and fished it out.

I saw that this extremely cold white iron needle was snow-white all over, revealing a cold air, no different from the woodcutter in their hands.

"Good work!" Lynch took it in his hand and weighed it lightly, but it sank suddenly.

Previously, in the seawater, the perceived weight was not very clear because of buoyancy.

But now, Lynch felt that this extremely cold white iron needle alone was as heavy as some large weapons, and ordinary cultivators couldn't hold it at all.

"It's nothing hard to work on, and I haven't forged a weapon in a long time, so it's just a good time for me to get over it. Feng Le wiped his sweat, then drank water and rested.

Lynch thought of the previous question, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Fengle, I saw that you put a few iron needles together before, why is this?"

"Brother Lin, you try to pour your true qi into the iron needle. Feng Le said with a mysterious smile.

Lynch tried to use his true qi, and then, he actually found that the extremely cold white iron needles suddenly separated and turned into three.

"It's ......," Lynch was stunned.

"Here's a little trap I made for you, if you use an iron needle to attack, after throwing it, it will split into three, so that others can't defend against it. Feng Le said.

Lynch's eyes couldn't help but light up, this mechanism can indeed achieve unexpected results.

His Powder Bone Crushing Needle splits into three in mid-air, and his attack power and range will also increase a lot.

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

"It's good if you like it, it's just that I consumed a lot of True Qi this night, and I'm afraid today's task will be delayed. Feng Le said.

"Brother Fengle are talking about the task of cutting down trees?" Lynch asked.

"Well, the sect master has assigned me the task of cutting down at least one tree every day, if I don't complete it, it will affect the progress of the shipbuilding, and the sect master will definitely punish me. Feng Le said.

Lynch smiled and said, "Why don't you let me help you." ”

"Brother Lin, can you help me cut down the tree? Feng Le was a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, if you are punished by the sect master for helping me forge iron needles, then I don't want to go. Lynch said.

Feng Le was still a little embarrassed and politely talked to Lynch.

It's just that it will take him a little time to recover, and when he saw that Lynch really wanted to help him, he didn't refuse again.

Lynch and Feng Le set off and went to the plane tree to be cut down together.

There are still certain requirements for the plane tree to be cut, it must be a plane tree that has grown for more than 5,000 years, and the diameter of the tree pole must be more than the thickness of two people hugging each other.

"Brother Lin, you take my woodcutter and chop it, I'll meditate next to me to recover, and when I'm in better shape, I'll be replaced by me." Feng Le threw the woodcutter to Lynch.

Lynch took it, only to feel a sinking in his hand.

"You just have to rest, you don't need to be so polite. Lynch said.

"Just don't be tired. Feng Le nodded, then said no more, and hurriedly meditated beside him to recover.

Lynch turned his head to look at the plane tree in front of him, and the true qi in his hand ran to the woodcutter, making a buzzing sound.

The day before yesterday, Lynch had just discussed the whirlwind knife technique with Feng Le, so he still had a certain understanding of this felling of sycamore trees.

Lynch let out a low snort, and his hand fell.

The trunk of the sycamore tree was directly cut out of a palm-deep incision, and the trunk kept shaking.

"It doesn't seem to be very difficult to cut down this plane tree. Lynch said lightly.

He was really a little strange, why Feng Le, a master of the Yuan Infant Realm, took a day to cut down a plane tree.

It stands to reason that this tree could be cut down in half an hour at most.

Just as Lynch was about to drop the second knife, he found that the plane tree shook suddenly, causing his knife to fall elsewhere, and not to the first cut.

"What's going on?" Lynch was stunned for a moment.

If he was not mistaken, the plane tree actually trembled, and used somewhere else to dodge the knife.

And Lynch took a closer look and found that the incisions he had cut with these two knives were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This took Lynch by surprise.

He didn't expect this plane tree to be so spiritual.

But if you think about it carefully, these plane trees themselves are contaminated with the breath of the phoenix, and with thousands of years of growth, it is not an exaggeration to become a demon and a spirit, let alone the current spirituality.

"It seems that it will take a day to cut down this tree. ”

Lynch finally understood why Feng Le needed a day to cut down the plane tree.

Taking a deep breath, Lynch dropped the woodcutter again.

Sonorous sonorous sonorous ......

There was a constant sound of metal crashing.

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