Su Yu continued to follow Zhao Li's apprentice.

I didn't care about the others, nor did I meet Hong Tan and the others at this moment. At this time, they were the focus, and probably many people were paying attention to them.

After walking for a while, Zhao Li's research institute arrived ahead.

Seeing the familiar research institute, Su Yu was slightly confused and recovered instantly. In front of him, the senior brother Wang who was leading the way smiled and said, "Brother Cui, this is my teacher's research institute. The teacher saw Brother Cui's work today and appreciated it very much..."

Su Yu smiled and said, "Senior Brother Wang, did Master Zhao say that it was garbage? Is it an assembly line product?"

“…”

Senior Brother Wang is a little embarrassed. Do you know my teacher’s personality?

OK, it's a waste of cover.

As the two were talking, the gate of the institute was opened. Zhao Li glanced at Su Yu who had changed his appearance and said lightly: "On average, it's not too garbage for your age. If it were an old soldier-casting division, it would be really garbage among garbage!"

"teacher!"

Senior Brother Wang saluted, Su Yu took a breath, smiled and said, "I've seen Master Zhao!"

Zhao Li opened the door, turned around and entered the room, and said as he entered the door, "Come in."

Su Yu and Senior Brother Wang walked in together.

Familiar yard, familiar environment.

Compared with the research institute in Daming Prefecture, Zhao Li's research institute is like rags.

But here I feel a lot more intimate.

After passing the yard, the living area of ​​the institute, and the sofa in the living room was as dilapidated as ever, and I don’t know how many years have I changed it.

Zhao Li entered the house, without waiting for Su Yu and his students to speak, and went straight to the underground hall, and said lightly: "Let's go with me to cast the military room, cast the weapons for me to see how good you are!"

His students were helpless.

The teacher doesn’t understand the worldly ways at all.

When someone comes, you may not even know the name of someone else, so you have to cast a soldier for you. This is very taboo in the industry. When you encounter a small-minded person, you may think you are coveting other people's military strategy.

Su Yu had no objection and smiled and said, "It's better to obey your orders than respect. I also want the master to give some advice."

The three of them walked forward and soon arrived at the extremely empty hall underground.

Zhao Li waved his hand and a stove rose.

Su Yu smiled and said, "No earth fire is needed. I have the magical text of casting soldiers, so I can cast my own soldiers."

Zhao Li nodded slightly. Su Yu hadn't had it before, and it seemed that he had outlined it after going to the Ming Dynasty Mansion.

He turned his head and glanced at his apprentice and said unexpectedly: "Why are you still here?"

“…”

Senior Brother Wang looked surprised, I am not here, where am I going?

"Go out! Are you going to spy on other people's military strategy? Do you think the military strategy of my Zhao family is not as good as the one from the Ming Mansion?"

“…”

Senior Brother Wang was completely speechless, I... I have nothing to say.

My teacher is too double-standard.

Can't say it!

With some helplessness, Senior Brother Wang bowed to Su Yugong and said, "Brother Cui, then I will say goodbye first. You and my teacher can have a good exchange."

Su Yu also bowed and smiled, "I'm sorry, senior brother!"

"You're welcome!"

Senior Brother Wang turned around and left slowly. He actually wanted to see Cui Lang's military-making methods. Unfortunately, his teacher didn't want him to be in the way.

Really, I don’t know how to cast military tactics in the Ming Dynasty.

...

When Senior Brother Wang left, Zhao Li glanced at Su Yu and did not expose his identity.

He said lightly: "Hurry up, cast the soldiers to show me."

Su Yu smiled and said, "Teacher, don't worry, my method of forming troops is very powerful!"

After saying that, with a casual wave, a large amount of materials appeared underground.

The next moment, the Five Elements Divine Text emerged.

Zhao Li's eyes moved slightly, and the water and fire god text exploded, and the materials underground flew up in the air. In the blink of an eye, all kinds of materials were extracted from the essence by Su Yu's water and fire god text and turned into liquid.

A hammer appeared in Su Yu's hand, and the Five Elements Divine Text was integrated, and the hammer quickly hit the extracted materials.

A strong sense of rhythm.

Now Su Yu is too far from the past. In Baidao Pavilion, he has cast soldiers hundreds of times in one month. Even Zhao Li and others are not casting soldiers every day, and there is not so much material waste.

Under normal circumstances, if you cast troops every three or five days, you have to recover. In a year, those who can cast troops 100 times are extremely hardworking and want to make money.

At this time, Su Yu's methods of casting troops were no worse than those of some of the casting troops who had been learning for many years.

Zhao Li watched silently from the side, and he had made progress, and he had made a lot of progress.

In the past, Su Yu was in Daxia Prefecture and had no time to learn how to cast soldiers. Not to mention how to cast soldiers, he was not even proficient in extracting materials.

The hammer hits extremely rhythmic.

The essence of the same material was integrated into Su Yu.

After hammering, the combination of the Tiancao Technique and the Zhao family's military strategy, Su Yu began to concentrate on casting troops, and Zhao Li also watched silently, and neither of them spoke again.

"Dangdangdang"

One after another, a golden inscription began to appear on the gradually forming knife.

Su Yu was not anxious, neither anxious nor impatient, and beat him again and again.

The willpower is constantly consumed, the divine text is tempered, and the charm of the divine is constantly flowing on the knife.

The technique of tempering the five elements!

One, two...

Gradually, there were more and more golden patterns.

Su Yu gradually appeared on his forehead, and his willpower was consumed sharply.

Zhao Li looked at it for a while, and at this moment, he suddenly frowned and said, "It's too rigid, the fire is constant, like a machine, without soul! Adjust it and cast 36 golden patterns, increase the heat three points, and temper it with a fierce fire!"

Su Yu didn't say anything, but he still followed Zhao Li's words and increased the heat when casting 36 golden patterns.

"Wood produces fire, use wood as firewood and ignite the fire!"

Su Yu continued to do it.

"Bofeng, do you have the word "wind"?

"have!"

Su Yu blows the wind, Zhao Li glances at him, curses in his heart, "Fuck, there are all kinds of divine texts." This kid has not been away for long, why are he outlining so many divine texts?

"Golden characters and magical text polishing!"

Su Yu did as he did. At this moment, Wen Bing had cast 40 divine texts.

Zhao Li kept instructing him to make some changes, which was somewhat different from the casting method of the Ming Mansion, and Su Yu completely respected it.

Another hour later, Zhao Li shouted: "Divine Expansion Hammer hammer, don't stop, hammer with all your strength, the more the better, it depends on how long you can last!"

"yes!"

At this time, the literary soldiers had 45 golden patterns, and the limit of the primary literary soldiers of the Xuan-level level was already there.

Su Yu began to pick up the big hammer and hammered it wildly.

Sweat forward!

The white robe was instantly soaked, and there was no image at all.

The short and medium hair was floating, sweating like rain, and the hair was stuck on the forehead, Su Yu didn't bother to comb it.

Zhao Li looked at it silently.

One hammer, two hammers...

Gradually, 46 golden patterns are about to appear.

But the next moment, Su Yu smashed it with a hammer, and the golden pattern distorted a little. Zhao Li frowned and directly hit it out, knocking the Wen Bing away, shouting: "Baste! Come again!"

"teacher……"

"hurry up!"

Zhao Li shouted: "The golden pattern is distorted. You can still create 46 golden pattern, but such a literary soldier is garbage and waste! When a civilized master uses it, it may be fine. Once a war is fought, it may break in the middle and die in a bad life. Do you bear this responsibility?"
To be continued...