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

It was near late spring.

Junshan Island is already lush and green, with mountain flowers everywhere.

It was only half a month apart.

But when walking in the mountains again, Chen Yulou felt as if he was in another world.

have to say.

Spring is indeed the time when all things flourish and are most vibrant. There is no need to activate the Qingmu Changsheng Gong deliberately, as the rich spiritual energy of plants and trees will gather from all directions.

Every breath.

It flows endlessly along the meridians of the limbs.

Bai Ze, who was following behind, noticed the strange phenomena around his master, and his eyes were full of amazement and envy.

As a spiritual being.

It is naturally able to sense the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth.

but……

But there is no way to make use of it.

The only way is to swallow spiritual herbs and medicines and absorb the medicinal power contained in them into the flesh and blood.

But firstly, without practicing any techniques, the medicinal power that can be converted is pitifully small.

In addition, over the years, the living range of their stag tribe has been repeatedly compressed. Not to mention magical herbs and medicines, they often can't even fill their stomachs.

How can we talk about practicing?

Where does the idea of ​​spiritualization come from?

Humans are worthy of being the leaders of all spirits. Such magical powers and secret techniques are simply unimaginable.

With just one breath, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is integrated into one's body.

This also makes it look forward to the day when it will obtain the practice method.

In more than half a month, it has learned thousands of words, which is much faster than expected at the beginning.

Almost the end of the month.

He should be able to see the secret scroll he has been longing for.

The only pity for it is that it can only write on the sand using its limbs.

I can't hold the pen and write as I please like the owner does.

But the master also said it.

Even if you don't transform into a human form, once you have cultivated to a certain level, you will be able to control the Qi and hold the pen, and you will also be able to write elegant calligraphy.

Because this sentence appeared in its dreams countless times.

Pass the big island and reach the main peak.

In less than half an hour, the man and the deer had reached the top of Longshe Mountain. Since they were climbing the mountain from the north, they had to reach the top of the mountain first and then go down the mountainside.

"Ok?"

Walking out of the forest, he saw a familiar figure from afar. He was sitting cross-legged on a high platform, with his back to the mountain and looking at the lake. He was wearing a Taoist robe and his hair was tied into a Taoist bun.

There was also a large bow placed outside his body.

Who else could it be if not the old foreigner?

At this moment, his aura was rising and moving with the waves on the lake.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou raised his hand and gestured to the white deer behind him to stop. It was obvious that the old foreigner was using the remaining arrow power from the Shooting Dragon Platform and Guan Dahu to practice.

Looking at the aura around him, it should be the critical moment.

Bai Ze understood immediately.

Subconsciously, he slowed down his pace and followed him quietly, not even daring to breathe too loudly, for fear of disturbing the old foreigner's practice.

That person was no stranger to it.

After all, he is the only one among all people who carries a bow on his back.

Also.

Another thing is that Bai Ze can always sense a vague demonic aura from him. Every time he gets close to him, he can feel it, which makes him feel particularly depressed and uncomfortable.

At one point it wondered if the old foreigner was a demon in disguise.

But judging from his behavior, it doesn't seem like that.

Bai Ze didn't dare to ask and could only keep this doubt in his heart.

Chen Yulou stood under the shade of a tree with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the Dragon Shooting Platform. His face was calm, without any impatience at all.

As time passes by.

Before I knew it, the sun had risen from the treetops to the top of the mountain, and from its previous warm state, it gradually became hotter.

hum-

A slight clanging sound suddenly arose.

Like the fluttering of wings, or the vibration of a bowstring.

Bai Ze didn't know what was going on. He just looked around with suspicion, wondering why cicadas appeared in late spring.

Until it looked at its owner.

Only then did I realize that a hint of admiration had appeared on his face, which was as calm as still water.

Subconsciously, I looked in the direction he was looking.

soon.

Bai Ze realized that the buzzing sound was clearly coming from the big bow outside the old foreigner's body.

Do not……

exactly.

Not just one, but two.

One is visible and moves, the other is invisible and still.

It was barely audible at first, then gradually grew larger, and it sounded like the crisscrossing of iron leaves and floating golden light. When it fell into its ears, the blood in its body began to flow uncontrollably, and its breath seemed to be stimulated back and forth by the movement.

It suddenly fell into the quagmire.

It's hard to move an inch.

There is an indescribable discomfort and...pain.

"Quiet Qi!"

Fortunately.

Just when it became unbearable.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Bai Ze subconsciously looked up, and unknowingly, his clear amber eyes were filled with countless bloodshot, a deep red color.

Chen Yulou turned around, stretched out his hand, and placed his five fingers on top of its head.

In an instant.

Bai Ze felt a cool breath seeping into his whole body from the top of his head.

The originally boiling and restless qi and blood suddenly calmed down, and the discomfort and pain disappeared in an instant.

"Retreat ten feet away."

"Hold your breath and concentrate. Don't wait and see."

After removing the invisible arrow's intent from it, Chen Yulou gave a soft order.

After this experience, Bai Ze dared not delay any longer. He nodded, then quickly jumped back and left.

Until ten feet away.

The invisible energy outside the body suddenly disappeared.

I felt relieved all over, and no longer felt like I was stuck in a quagmire.

He looked up into the distance.

The owner of the long green robe was still standing under the shade of the tree with his hands behind his back, calm and composed, his aura as gentle as water, without any ups and downs.

See this.

Bai Ze was even more amazed.

However, these thoughts were quickly suppressed by it. The buzzing sound on the Shooting Dragon Platform became more and more terrifying. It was just the interlacing of iron leaves before, but in the blink of an eye it was like thunder and heavy drums.

Even though it was dozens of feet away, it could feel that as the buzzing sound gradually rose, the void of heaven and earth seemed to be distorted inch by inch.

If it were myself.

By now, it would have been torn to pieces by the invisible arrows.

The owner didn't react at all.

It is conceivable how powerful he is.

The bowstring hummed and vibrated, and arrows flew all over the sky.

at last.

The old foreigner who was sitting cross-legged on the dragon-shooting platform slowly opened his eyes. Arrows flashed faintly on his young face, and his eyes were shining with brilliance.

call--

He let out a breath.

I saw him grab the dragon and shoot the bow next to him.

The bow, which was still vibrating, seemed to sense something the moment it fell into his hands, and its buzzing sound suddenly turned into joy.

Standing on a high platform.

The old foreigner quietly felt the arrows all around him.

Artistic conception is something that is hard to explain, but right now... he can really feel it, as if it is within reach.

He finally understood.

Why did Shopkeeper Chen tell me a few days ago to make time to sit on the Shooting Dragon Platform on the top of the mountain?

It is clear that this place was practiced by a great master who used the bow as his life weapon a thousand years ago. He even shot a dragon in the lake and killed it. That is why such a terrifying arrow intent remains, which has not been erased for a thousand years.

He sat there for four or five days.

Finally, I caught a glimpse of the arrow's intention.

At first, the old foreigner wanted to force the remaining arrow intent into the Jiaoshe bow, but after trying several times, he not only failed, but was almost injured by the arrow intent.

after that.

He changed his mind again.

Try to crack it.

Just like what happened when Manager Chen got the Lu Zu Sword Stone in Mount Kuanglu.

But unfortunately...

Still failed.

Until last night, the old foreigner had a flash of inspiration and thought of a way to achieve enlightenment.

From the starry sky to the dark night.

Sitting here till now.

He finally understood the artistic conception.

now!

His eyes narrowed.

In the old foreigner's sight, there seemed to be invisible arrows reflected.

Subconsciously, he raised the Jiao-shooting bow, drew the bow and pulled the string.

then……

hum!

An invisible arrow suddenly shot out from the Jiaoshe bow. The sonic boom was as loud as thunder, and it instantly suppressed the sound of the wind around the platform and the sound of waves in the lake.

The arrow's intention continued to solidify.

It seemed to appear out of thin air.

Tearing open the void, he appeared in a large lake hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye. With a loud bang, a wave of water tens of meters high exploded and rushed straight into the sky.

With the arrow as the center, countless fish and shrimps floated to the surface within ten feet.

The scarlet blood dyed the surface of the lake red.

"So...strong!"

See this scene.

Even the old foreigners could not help but stare in amazement, with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

It seemed impossible to believe that this arrow really came from his hand?

A no-frills shot.

There was no aiming, and not even the Qi was activated.

But the effect it caused surpassed any of his previous arrows.

Even that day in the depths of the ghost cave, facing the crystal demon slave that took shape and pounced on him, the arrow he shot with all his might seemed far inferior.

It’s almost the truth!

Silently comparing the gap between the two.

A word suddenly popped up in the old foreigner's mind.

My senior brother always says that when something is done to the extreme, it is close to the Tao.

He used to find it hard to understand.

But now... I finally have a concrete understanding.

It was just the residual arrow intent, but after comprehending a little bit of the artistic conception, it was able to emit such a terrifying force. How strong must have been the senior at that time?

Dan Ning? Infant transformation?

Or... Yangshen!!

The old foreigner didn't dare to think about it, as he had only just taken the first step.

Although there is only a thin layer of window paper between us and building the foundation.

But the practice of cultivation requires that things come naturally.

You can't achieve success by just trying to break through in one go.

"Good archery skills!"

Just as he was staring blankly at the ripples on the lake that had not yet completely dissipated.

Suddenly, a familiar laugh came from behind.

The old foreigner was stunned and turned around subconsciously.

At a glance, I saw Chen Yulou walking leisurely on the stone steps.

"Manager Chen, when did you come?"

"I just arrived and happened to see the arrow just now."

Chen Yulou smiled and said, "Congratulations on your breakthrough in archery!"

"Don't……"

"Shopkeeper Chen is joking."

Upon hearing this, the old foreigner's face immediately turned red. If Kunlun, Yang Fang or even his senior brother had said this, he would have felt a little proud.