The summer of the ninth year of Wude was so rushed that Yang Heng seemed to be at a loss. If there was something in his mind, time passed quickly, but if he hoped that time would pass faster, time would slow down. But now on the contrary, Yang Heng was thinking about how to intervene, and this time passed quickly.

"Brother Heng, the world outside is so wide." Yang Heng took the children to the world outside the valley for the first time, and the children felt their hearts suddenly enlightened. Yes, in the past, the children had always lived in a large valley. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were watching the sky by lying in a well. Even Yang Heng had never come out since entering the valley. Although he followed the river to the exit in winter, he did not step onto the land outside. Instead, his father and uncles often used bamboo rafts or transported ox carts directly from the ice.

The children were cheering and seeing the broad world, but Yang Heng was thinking that in a few months, perhaps this open land would become a battlefield, and perhaps his father's promotion would begin, but how should he seize this opportunity?

"Uncle, look at what kind of tree is this." Yang Heng asked his uncle in disappointment by leaning against the branches in front of him, "Is this an ash tree, and it is a rather strange ash tree. Its trunk is usually used as a pole for long weapons, and it can even be used as a stick for combat." Unsure said.

"No, uncle, look at it so crispy, how can it be made into sticks or even a pole with long weapons? It's not that I've been on the battlefield and the pole has broken before the person has hit it." Yang Heng didn't believe it directly.

"After you say that, I'm sure, this is the kind of ash pole. Let me take a look. My former carpenter told me that there are many trees in this world that can make weapons, but only this ash pole is the most suitable for making weapons. However, this pole has strict time to cut, but few people can use it to cut it during this time, because the ash pole is the most flexible and strong at this time. Without magical weapons, it is difficult to cut it down. But I see that the kind of knives and axes in your house can be cut down. By the way, it is the knife you hold in your hand."

Over the past period of time, Yang Heng has been using his sword to keep his sword in his mind, because he has to find a way, especially if he needs to choose a weapon, he naturally has to carry this sword. He even often waves the sword technique and thinks about a sword technique that can be seven in and seven out of thousands of troops. However, he is not Zhao Zilong, so he naturally can't think of the sword technique of seven in and seven out. Even the sword technique of one in and one out is impossible to think of, and what kind of sword technique he can use is randomly waving. Why didn't he study the sword technique carefully in his previous life? What is Bagua sword, Hu family sword technique, Five Tiger sword technique, Hu Yidao, etc., so now I don't have to worry about it, but what kind of sword technique can I use now is called suicide knife.

Isn’t this random slashing among thousands of troops with a knife, and it’s still a matter of seeking death? It’s naturally called a random suicide knife.

But Yang Heng suddenly remembered the tree found on the mountain in winter. Its diameter and length were just right for use as a stick. If it was appropriate, use the tree as a stick and then weave a rattan shield with branches. Perhaps it could barely be used as a weapon. As a result, when Yang Heng looked at the tree, he found that the tree was too crisp. If he used it as a weapon, it would be better to commit suicide directly. But after my uncle explained, the tree still had some bright futures, but when would it be, don't catch up with the opportunity.

"Uncle, what time do you say is the most tenacious time?" Yang Heng asked anxiously. "Ha, let me think about it, what the master said at that time. You must know that I don't want to be a general, and naturally I don't want to build weapons to sell them. Naturally, I won't remember too much." It's obvious that my uncle remembers it, but seeing Yang Heng's anxious look, my uncle has been stuck.

"Then uncle, just think about it slowly. If you really can't remember, I will train a new carpenter. Maybe Brother Da can learn carpenters. If you can't think of it, I will build a house here and let Brother Da live here. If you cut a knife every day, you will naturally know when the tree is the strongest." Aren't you threatening me? Then I will threaten you. I will train another carpenter and I will not let Uncle, participate in the manufacturing of some of my things in the future.

"Ah, nephew, after you said this, I remembered that uncle, you don't have to bother you, Brother Da. You must know that Xiao Dazi is very busy now. He also needs to help plow the land and help farm. I really can't do more things. Now his work is a bit overwhelming." The uncle was anxious, "No, uncle, I think Brother Da is very leisurely, so it is okay to let him learn some carpenters. You must know that it may not be possible if I train him to be a master-level carpenter, but master-level ones are pinched with hand." Yang Heng continued to tease his uncle, who told you to keep me inseparable? What a master-level carpenter? You must know that my uncle can only be considered an intermediate carpenter now.

Master-level carpenters, this sounds amazing. According to my nephew, there are master-level ones on it, so this master-level one is the second level. According to Yang Heng's classification, it should be the level of the earth. I wonder what level I have now, can I reach the level of the yellow level?

The uncle thought in his heart that he was thinking well, isn’t this intermediate level corresponding to the Huang level? Yang Heng divided his knowledge into five levels: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang and Huang characters, but he divided it in his heart, that is, five levels: junior intermediate level, master level, master level and master level.

"Nephew, I'll tell you, I just remembered that this unusual ash wax rod is the strongest on the swing, probably at the beginning of August. When it is the specific expression of the ash wax rod. If a layer of wax sprays out on its surface, it will be the most flexible and sturdy time." (That, for the sake of plot, I will create a weapon temporarily.)

"Early August, early August, this is the right time." Yang Heng whispered. "What is the right time? Nephew, what are you going to do? Do you have new ideas? Don't leave your uncle behind."
Chapter completed!