Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"It seems that Li's skills have not been lost."

Just trying out the bow.

There is such an amazing formation.

For a moment, everyone around was amazed.

Seeing this situation, Li Shuguo couldn't help stroking his beard and smiled.

"Not only is it not lost, shopkeeper Li's skills are top-notch even if you look at the entire world."

An old foreigner carrying a big bow.

Now I'm pulling the bow, and now I'm buckling the string, and my big hand is gently stroking the bow. The more I look at it, the more satisfying it becomes.

"It's overly praised. It's overly praised."

Li Shuguo waved his hands repeatedly.

It's just that the raised corners of his mouth can't be lowered at all.

"By the way, old foreigner brother, have you thought of a name yet?"

"name?"

The old foreigner was slightly startled.

He really hadn't thought about it.

After all, from the beginning, he was only thinking about recasting the Qinchuan Bow.

Since it's a recast, there shouldn't be much change.

Shouldn't the name of Qinchuan Gong continue?

"The body is made of secret gold, embellished with the sun and moon, and the strings are made of dragon tendons. It is said to be a recast, but in fact it has nothing to do with the Qinchuan Bow."

Li Shuguo smiled and shook his head.

Although this is the age of firearms, he has also made many crossbows for others over the years.

There are hunters in the mountains who hunt with bows and arrows, especially the elderly, who do not trust firearms such as blunderbuss and shotguns. Their ancestors have used big bows and long arrows.

Have it on your back.

No matter how deep the mountains and old forests are, they dare to venture in.

There were also many green forest bandits who went up to the mountain to ask him to make siege crossbows.

These days, there are countless people who have fallen under the grass. The top of a mountain is occupied by others, but not everyone is a victorious mountain. They can afford to buy mountain cannons, so they can only use bows and crossbows to guard the mountains.

but.

But there is no bow.

Comparable to the one in front of me.

Regardless of style or strength, for him, at least so far, it is impeccable.

Although he calls himself an ironman.

But there are so many craftsmen in the world.

The only one who can enter one hundred and eight mountains is the Fengfeng Mountain family.

Weapon refining also pays attention to the right time, right place, and a sudden inspiration.

This bow is just that.

He didn't have an accurate idea at the beginning, until he got up in the middle of the night and added ingredients to the stove. He was sitting on a stone chair smoking a dry cigarette and accidentally glanced at the weapons catalog in front of him.

The mountain wind blows and the pages of the book turn.

Just a glimpse.

Finally it stopped on the dragon tongue bow.

Looking at the legendary divine bow, his blocked thoughts were instantly cleared up like an enlightenment.

then……

Three days in a row.

Li Shuguo almost never sleeps.

The bow body was forcibly tempered.

Therefore, in his opinion, this is a unique big bow, and it should naturally have its own name.

"Why don't you...ask Shopkeeper Li to give me your name?"

The old foreigner scratched his head and thought about it, but he could never think of a name that satisfied him.

What Li Shuguo was waiting for was his words.

He was not polite immediately.

"How about the dragon shooting bow?"

"Jiaoshe?"

The old foreigner frowned slightly, his expression clearly showing some confusion.

"The dragon belongs to the dragon and is good at twisting. It is the ultimate power between heaven and earth, symbolizing strength. The shooter has heavy arrows coming from the body. It also means the scale of the law, symbolizing precision."

It seemed that he had already known that the old foreigner would ask this question.

Li Shuguo held up the cigarette rod and explained unhurriedly.

In fact, he originally wanted to name it Jiao Tongue Bow, which corresponds to the Dragon Tongue Bow used by Lu Fengxian to shoot halberds at Yuanmen.

That's all.

It might seem like copying.

So I simply changed the word "tongue" to "shoot". The word "shoot" itself has the meaning of stretching a bow and setting an arrow, which complements the strong bow.

"The dragon shoots the bow, the dragon shoots the bow!"

I heard Li Shuguo’s explanation.

The old foreigner couldn't help chewing it several times in a low voice. The more he thought about it, the more his amber eyes became clearer.

"Okay, that's it."

"Thank you so much, Shopkeeper Li, for the name!"

"Hahaha, you are so polite, old foreigner brother." Li Shuguo shook his head repeatedly, and then changed the topic, "By the way, do you have any requirements for arrows?"

"One is long, the other is precise!"

Only long arrows are worthy of this strong bow.

The old foreigner thought clearly about this.

Almost all the iron arrows used by Qin Chuan's bow were polished by him on a daily basis. They were more than sharp, but the accuracy was much lower.

That is to say, his archery skills are unparalleled.

Otherwise, another person would never be able to exert one-tenth of Qinchuan Gong's tyranny.

"no problem."

"We'll start after Li finishes smoking this bag of cigarettes."

Li Shuguo agreed with a smile.

Holding the cigarette rod, he walked outside the fire cave. Others were as afraid of the fierce flames as a tiger, but he showed no fear. He smoked the cigarette while thinking about the shape of the arrow in his mind.

"There is..."

Less than a moment.

Li Shuguo's eyes lit up.

Ignoring the astonished looks of the people around him, he stood up and walked directly outside the iron platform, picked up the hammer that had been with him for many years, aimed it at an iron embryo, and struck it hard.

Bang bang bang!

Fire splattered.

The sound of iron and stone clashing echoed throughout the valley.

It only takes less than half a quarter of an hour.

An arrow long enough for half a man appeared in his hand.

The arrows are sharpened.

The tail end is specially carved with a series of deep lines.

Lift and lay flat to eye height.

Li Shuguo closed his left eye and looked at it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he handed it to the old foreigner.

"It's almost there, let's give it a try."

The old foreigner also polished many arrows himself.

But this was the first time I saw others making arrows.

Li Shuguo is indeed one of the few masters of weapon refining in the world.

Except for a hammer and gravel.

Almost no other external objects are used.

But now that the arrow was approaching him, the old foreigner suddenly felt like it was approaching with a sharp edge, which made all the hairs on his body stand on end, as if someone had locked him with a strong bow.

The old foreigner didn't dare to delay, so he nodded and took it.

The dragon's bow is already astonishingly large, and now the arrow is resting on the bowstring, which makes it look as sharp as a dragon or a snake, devastating and unstoppable.

hum!

Taking a deep breath, the old foreigner's body was filled with qi and blood, flowing through the veins in his limbs, giving him a faint feeling of a surging tide.

Hold the bowstring with your fingers and pull hard.

In an instant.

The dragon's big tendons slowly opened, and the trembling sound was endless. Before the arrow was shot, a terrifying momentum surged from the entire big bow.

"Get out of my way!"

"What are you doing all stupidly? Are you looking for death?"