After listening to the story of the empty bamboo, Zhao Feng became interested in the "fairy arrow".

Zhao Feng didn't believe it left by the immortal people, but if it was said to be a relic of a cultivator, it was not impossible.

Zhuang Chongyang looked at Zhao Feng's contemplative expression, and asked tentatively, "Could it be that Mr. Zhao is also interested in that immortal arrow?"

"It's true, but those treasures are estimated to have a destined master, and I don't know the way of bows and arrows, so I don't think much about it. Zhao Feng shook his head, even if he really got the immortal arrow, he couldn't exert his power.

"Hehe, that old friend recruits disciples, there is no limit, the so-called skills are not pressing, why don't Mr. Zhao learn more than one craft? Besides, Zhuang thinks that with Mr. Zhao's perseverance, there is no chance at all...... If Mr. Zhao is willing to stay for a while, he may wish to be recommended by Zhuang and learn the art of hundreds of Zhushan!" Zhuang Chongyang said that he withdrew Tai Chi, although he only learned the form of Tai Chi, but did not understand its spirit, but also benefited a little.

“...... Zhuang Lao said well, there are many skills and not pressing, and I am tired of being introduced. ”

......

On the top of Baizhu Mountain, eight people came with bows, just for an arrow.

From the age of 11 to the age of 20, he won the first place in the Southeast Province Archery Competition for ten consecutive years. ”

"From the age of sixteen to twenty, he defended his national championship five times. ”

"At the age of 21, he participated in the world-class archery championships in South Korea, and became the strongest in the world with an undefeated score. ”

"Such a legend mysteriously retired after the tournament, but I didn't expect to live in this kind of wilderness for forty-three years......," a young man with an artistic ponytail said to the bamboo house.

"In the past forty-three years, the level of archery skills in the world has been growing rapidly, even with his peak strength at that time, in the current view, it is a provincial strength, which is not commendable at all! I only care about that immortal arrow! This arrow belongs to my horse Changsheng!" But he saw that one of the eight people with the most arrogant and conceited expression made a declaration on the spot, but he also expressed the hearts of others.

"In any case, he is a respectable senior, if a robber wants to do a small thing, ask me about the bow in my hand first!" "The last person in the crowd, wearing a black military robe, hung a longbow on his waist, but did not wear arrows on his body, and his hair was like a waterfall, like a male protagonist who came out of the costume set, full of aura.

"Qu Chen, who are you scolding as a robber!" Ma Changsheng angrily drew the arrow, but before he could aim the arrow at the black-robed youth, he heard the sound of the bamboo door opening.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

From inside the bamboo house, five hollow bamboo arrows flew out successively, and landed on the alloy arrows that Ma Changsheng had stringed, causing the arrows to be disconnected and were put on the wooden board at the door by five neatly arranged bamboo arrows.

In one second, five arrows hit a slender alloy arrow twenty or thirty meters away, and everyone present was amazed.

The horse-tailed young man walked to the wooden plank and looked at it carefully, and after a long time, he said in a slightly trembling voice: "The gap between the five bamboo arrows is exactly the same, this is not a coincidence...... It's deliberately controlled!"

At this time, Zhuang Chongyang happened to come with Zhao Feng, and an old man with pale hair walked out of the bamboo house, he held a simple and delicate wooden box with both hands, stepped out of the bamboo door, and a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle swept towards everyone, there seemed to be an invisible arrow in that gaze, and no one dared to look at it for a while!

"I, the empty bamboo, got this fairy arrow three years ago, and the true meaning of the arrow is cultivated. ”

"Repair for a year, 100 steps through Yang. ”

"Two years of cultivation, a thousand birds with one stone. ”

"After three years of cultivation, you can drive the fairy arrow, and you will be invincible in the world!"

"I know that the limit of heaven is coming, my life is not long, now open the mountain gate, if there is a disciple who cultivates all my bow skills within a year, the fairy arrow should be presented with both hands!"

"If you don't have perseverance and perseverance, go down the mountain quickly!"

The sound of the empty bamboo is like thunder, even if he is as arrogant as Ma Changsheng, he does not dare to have any contempt at this moment.

The eight young archers all chose to stay, and the empty bamboo didn't talk nonsense, but directly threw out eight hollow bamboo arrows, and asked the eight people to leave with this arrow, as long as someone can use this arrow to accurately hit the target fifty meters away, even if they complete their homework, they can come to Baizhu Mountain to receive the next homework.

The eight people left Baizhu Mountain with fighting spirit, although they did not witness the fairy arrows in person, but through the strength of the empty bamboo, they indirectly confirmed the strength of the fairy arrows.

"Ha! Old friend, Zhuang is here again. Zhuang Chongyang stepped forward to talk at this time, while Zhao Feng walked to the side of the wooden board nailed with alloy arrows, looked at it, and couldn't help but gasp.

"Piercing the iron arrow with a bamboo arrow, although the iron arrow is also hollow, but the latter is a modern industrial product after all, and the index should be far superior to the bamboo arrow in all aspects...... The archery technique comprehended from the fairy arrow alone has such power, and the power of the fairy arrow itself ......" Zhao Feng had to admit that he was greedy at this moment.

"You're going to learn arrows?"

At this time, Yutai Kongzhu walked up to Zhao Feng and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, the junior has never shot an arrow, I don't know if I can ......" Zhao Feng hurriedly bowed down and saluted, the old man in front of him has real kung fu!

"If you want to learn, you can learn! Wait here!"

"I haven't been an apprentice, and I won't teach you step by step, if it weren't for Zhuang Lao to speak, I wouldn't even want to bother with this effort! If you want to learn from me, start with your feelings! From today on, pull the bow five hundred times a day, and it will only be counted once when it is full, and come back after seven days! If you cut corners...... Hmph!" After saying that, he threw the total to Zhao Feng, and then turned around and went back to the bamboo house.

The moment the bow was in hand, Zhao Feng's first impression was old.

"This bow weighs about ten catties, it's not too heavy, but it looks a little old, this bowstring is so thick, I don't know what kind of material it is......" Zhao Feng secretly looked at the bow in his hand.

"This bow is an old friend who hunted near Qilin Mountain when he was young, and it was carefully made from the mountains, and it has the power of one stone!" Zhuang Chongyang stepped forward to explain. (One stone = 120 catties)

"An old friend was able to lend this bow, presumably to repay Mr. Zhao's expectations, and this bowstring also left a rumor on Qilin Mountain at that time......

At that time, the people of Qilin Mountain were prosperous, with hundreds of households and thousands of people, and during that time, children often disappeared in the village, and the villagers thought that the nearby wild beasts were responsible, so they invited an old friend to lead a team of hunters to go out to hunt wild beasts to keep safe. ”

"It is said that the hunter who came back said that the team met a 100-meter-long, pillar-like snake outside the distant mountain, the big snake was hiding in a stone cave, and there were shoes and clothes of missing children at the entrance of the cave......

"Four days later, the old friend came back with a snake tendon in his hand, leaving the four words "snake plague has been removed" and returned to Baizhu Mountain, after that, there were few snakes around Qilin Mountain, and some hunters in the village recognized the bowstring of the old friend's 'new bow', which was similar to the texture of the big snake scales, so it was inferred that the bowstring was made of the big snake snake, that is, the snake tendon. ”

Knowing that the bow in his hand had such a legendary origin, Zhao Feng's respect for the empty bamboo in the mountains was even higher.

Zhao Feng had stayed in Qilin Mountain for an extra hour, and after coming down from Baizhu Mountain, he bid farewell to Zhuang Chongyang and embarked on the road back to the city.

......

As soon as I returned to the rental house, my mobile phone rang, and it was Bai Ze's call.

"Zhao Feng! I have important news, you hurry up to the warehouse!"

After Bai Ze finished speaking, he hung up, Zhao Feng thought to himself, although Bai Ze no longer had the coldness he had when he first met, he still wouldn't joke at a critical moment, listening to that tone, there should really be important news.

Zhao Feng hurried to the No. 18 warehouse, there was no car at the door, so he went straight to the management room.

"You're here! Come here! Look at these people!" Bai Ze pulled Zhao Feng to the computer, and then clicked on a page, on which the information of four women appeared.

Zhao Feng thought that these four women had some special identity, so he carefully checked them: a policeman, a college student, a white-collar worker, and an actress whose name he had never heard.

"What's wrong with these four people?" Zhao Feng couldn't see the important information, so he asked.

"These four people!"

"All!"

"Total!"

"Chartered the villa under my name! That is to say, I, Bai Ze, have become the landlord of these four beauties! Do you see me in my mouth?" Bai Ze said with a twinkle in his eyes, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

Zhao Feng silently closed the webpage and sighed: "Don't look, you shouldn't have asked me to come over to talk about this matter, ......right?"

"Don't! This is the perfect start for the protagonist of the harem! Aren't you excited? How can you say that you are also half a landlord!" Bai Ze saw that Zhao Feng was leaving, and hurriedly went up to stop him.

"I repeat, your house and money don't count my share! You can see me as the same kind, but I'm different from you, I'm just an ordinary person who bends over to survive, I don't believe in getting rich overnight and changing my life against the sky! I just want to be down-to-earth, step by step, shed blood and sweat for the life I longed for, even if I don't get anything in the end, I have no regrets!"

"For you may be something that can be done casually, but for me it may be impossible to achieve it in a lifetime, if I accept your giving, it means that I accept my fate, thinking that my whole life is just like this, no matter how hard I try, I can't change anything, all dreams are empty words, all longings are illusions, all good things are false, so why am I still alive? Do I just want to live?"

Bai Ze was stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Feng's reaction to be so big.

"Maybe you think what I'm saying is insignificant, just for the sake of that meaningless self-esteem...... You may not believe it, but I can kneel in order to keep myself alive, but I will not allow myself to accept the fruits of my unearned gains, because I know that kneeling is just a disgrace, and not getting something for hard work is trampling on my self-esteem. ”

"If you still insist on this, I can only draw a line with you......" Zhao Feng finished speaking, and left the warehouse.

“...... Is it such a deep obsession? Perhaps, it was indeed my mistake. Bai Ze looked at the back of Zhao Feng leaving, and realized that he didn't know when he began, and he began to join the world, being stumped by fame and fortune, using "this is reality" as an excuse, allowing himself to give up all the beauty in his heart, and finally fell into the "reality" and forgot his original intention.

"What is my original intention?"

Bai Ze leaned back in his chair, looked up at the ceiling, and muttered to himself.