Chapter 9 Dimension! It's dimension! Hahaha! I understand! [Please read it! Please vote! 】

Jiang Lin's soul power is naturally much stronger than others. If a high-level alchemist were to check Jiang Lin's soul strength, he would definitely be surprised, because Jiang Lin's soul realm is congenitally at the peak of the mortal realm. This is why his mother thought that he had a strong talent as an alchemist, but because of some turmoil later, his mother thought that being an alchemist was too dangerous, and specifically asked Mr. Yao not to let Jiang Lin embark on the path of becoming an alchemist. .

The level of soul of Superman makes Jiang Lin's perception very outstanding. He can sense the subtle changes in the metal during the forging process through his weak fighting spirit, just like an alchemist can sense the essence of medicinal materials during the process of refining medicine. The situation is the same.

"In this world, many fighting spirit masters are able to create their own fighting skills that are most suitable for them. In other words, the release of fighting skills and the movement of energy have always followed a certain pattern? And this pattern should be very simple. , it’s not very difficult, otherwise there wouldn’t be such a wide variety of low-level fighting skills in this world”

In the forging room, Jiang Lin took out the minerals that Mr. Yao gave him and classified all the forged materials.

A low-level yellow-level fighting weapon is not really that simple to forge. In order to forge that fighting weapon, Jiang Lin made at least two months of preparation work before and after, and finally achieved the final successful result. . With the blueprints and experience, if Jiang Lin continues to forge the water-patterned golden dagger, the efficiency will be much higher. Without delaying his practice, he can buy materials, refine the materials, forge the materials, and adjust the flow of fighting energy inside the equipment. A set of procedures It will take no more than three days to come down.

"But... what is the pattern?" Under the high temperature baking, Jiang Lin, who was sweating profusely, held a hammer and beat the red-hot iron in his hand with a gentle breathing rhythm.

bite!

The extremely rhythmic golden sound is like the evening drum and morning bell coming from the deep valley of the mountain stream. The tone is light, the rhythm is slow, the sound is far-reaching and quiet, and it can actually give people a sense of inner peace and trance.

In this supposedly noisy environment, Jiang Lin seemed to have entered a state of zen, his heart was extremely peaceful, and his thoughts were empty and agile.

"Why failed?"

"The meridians of the human body are also a kind of material. They should not fail."

"Did you fail again?"

"This multi-frequency difference circuit can really be realized through a 'resistance'. But what is the use of this? Write it down first"

"One Thousand and One Verifications. Sure enough, the words in the book are comforting. Should you fail, you still have to fail. Why am I here to compare it with a chicken soup sentence?"

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Jiang Lin's blacksmithing state lasted for two months, until the fighting energy in his body circulated rapidly for a long time, and then gathered near his Dantian, making his brain instantly clear. At the same time, the third ray of fighting energy was small. Fire is born from the Dantian.

Fighting spirit, third stage!

Ding. Jiang Lin, who was in the middle of the boring purification and forging process, suddenly stopped what he was doing. His originally deep black eyes that had lost their focus suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling light!

Jiang Lin first took a look at the corners of the forging room, which were filled with metals with various properties that he had tempered. Those high-purity materials had small pieces of paper attached to them, which recorded simple information that only Jiang Lin could understand. symbols, and numbers. Those symbols and numbers are the characteristics of these materials that Jiang Lin classified during the forging process.

Jiang Lin glanced at the red iron in his hand and threw it directly into the pool aside.

Stab! Stab! !

Amidst the billowing of white smoke, Jiang Lin took a dirty piece of paper and pen from the shelf nearby, then drew a simple human figure on it, and marked all the knowledge he had about the meridians of the human body on it. . Tear!

Afterwards, Jiang Lin tore off the human figure, and at the same time tore off the arms and legs of the figure individually. Soon, in the white steam, a gray paper man appeared in Jiang Lin's hand.

Jiang Lin silently used blood-red paint to point on several acupuncture points on the gray paper figure's feet that he was very familiar with. Under the white mist, his fingers were covered with 'blood', his face was gloomy, and his eyes were dark during this period. The dark circles under the eyes caused by not getting enough rest look extremely gloomy against the background.

In the gloomy room, Jiang Lin looked at the blood-stained gray paper man in his hand. His fingers trembled and he broke off bit by bit, twisting the limbs of the bloody paper man! In a daze, Jiang Lin seemed to hear the wailing coming from the bloody paper man, who was constantly calling his name in an attempt to beg for mercy. The sound was getting louder and louder, but Jiang Lin seemed not to hear it. With the bloody paper figures in his hands whose limbs had been broken and twisted into various shapes, Jiang Lin's face seemed to show a kind of morbid fanaticism? !

The blood-red paper man keeps wailing! Keep howling! Keep begging for mercy in pain!

Jiang Lin!

Jiang Lin! !

Jiang Lin! ! !

"Jiang Lin!!! Are you going to light the house on fire?! How come there is so much smoke?! Are you deaf? I have called you for a long time and you still don't answer!"

With a bang, the wooden door of Jiang Lin's forging room was kicked open by the little medical fairy in a white and purple dress. She was immediately choked by the white smoke inside. As she was about to cough, she looked out of the corner of her eye with the help of someone in the room. The red light escaping from the blazing furnace made a faint shadow visible in the white mist.

The black figure in the white mist was twisting the limbs of a bloody villain in its hands. When the little medical fairy looked at it in confusion, her eyes focused, and the picture became clearer, and then this one made her see the symbol of disaster. Against the backdrop of the ominous red light, the black figure actually showed a weird and terrifying smile to the inhuman-looking bloody villain in his hands who was being tortured by him.

It was like the fanatical smile of a fanatical evil believer when he sees the god he most worships!

Through the ominous red mist, the little medical fairy also saw the man's eyes, which were fanatical and gloomy, like a man-eating beast!

The evening breeze outside was blowing gently behind the little medical fairy. The wind that used to feel cool now actually made her feel an indescribable coldness!

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"Dimension! It's dimension!"

"Wuhu! Dimension! Space! Three-dimensional! Three-dimensional!"

"Two points are a line, three points are a surface, and only four points can form a solid!"

"Enlightenment! Wuhu! Take off! Master! I have enlightenment! No, where did the master come from? Haha! I am the master!"

"Distance ratio! This is all a three-dimensional volume reduced in proportion!"

"I'm just a stupid pig as stupid as the Little Medical Fairy! Different structures of molecules can be combined into different macroscopic substances! And this structure is also three-dimensional! I should have thought of it earlier! Why did I suddenly act stupid? , Just like the little doctor! I’m so stupid! I’m crying!”

"Stop!!!"

The little medical fairy listened to the cries of ghosts and wolves coming from the house that seemed like the underworld, and she felt that the night wind behind her was no longer cold. ．． On the contrary, she is very angry now!

(End of chapter)