For Qin Sheng, this kind of thing is just one more piece of heavenly armor.

Although it is good to be able to greatly improve the ability to save life, if a martial artist relies too much on a certain treasure, the result will inevitably bring about the impact of his own cultivation.

Therefore, even if he really obtained the Eight Extremes Armor, Qin Sheng would definitely seal it up like his father. It will only be used as a last resort unless it is really a matter of life and death.

When he first got the Xuangang Armor, Qin Sheng didn't use the Xuangang Armor to do some things.

But at that time, it was because Qin Sheng's cultivation was too low, and he couldn't do something without borrowing the Xuangang Armor.

But now, Qin Sheng is already a martial artist, and the innate spiritual power in his body can also operate partially. Basically, what happened to him was no longer necessary to rely on external objects.

That's when he had to practice. Getting rid of some distracting thoughts, centering everything on oneself, not borrowing external things, and relying entirely on one's own ability to solve the problem is the right way.

But the Eight Pole Armor is a completely different matter for the old forest monster. Refining weapons is his pursuit of victory. Now that he has the ability to improve his refining technique, how can you let him give up.

It's like a pervert who has been locked up for hundreds of years and suddenly sees a young girl scratching his head and making gestures to him.

It is also a shame that Qin Sheng's relationship with him is very unusual, otherwise, he will have to wonder if he will directly use the secret path qi Qin Sheng's family to rob him.

This is not a joke, because Lin Tingzhi in the Mercy Holy Sword Space is already contacting Qin Sheng and reminding, "Qin Sheng, you must stabilize him. This old forest monster behaves perversely, and sometimes his brain is hot, and he doesn't know what he will do, you can't push him to be in a hurry!"

Qin Sheng also saw that the old forest monster was already jumping up, as if there was an error in one of the robot's programs, and began to enter frenzy mode.

So Qin Sheng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle Lin, don't worry, you should also be able to see the changes in me." With my current cultivation, there is no problem at all with that manji, you will wait a few more hours, and when I defeat him, I will hand over the Eight Pole Armor to you for study as soon as possible, how about it?"

"Don't fool me!" Old Lin Wei had a calculation in his heart, and immediately stopped his figure and stood in front of Qin Sheng and said, "Since you said so, then I can take it seriously." When the time comes, I will find out that you have fooled me, and I will naturally take it myself!"

"Don't worry if you're old!" Qin Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "With the relationship between you and my master, I can't lie to anyone." What's more, Uncle Lin, do you think I look like a person who can deceive people?"

"Ahh

As he spoke, the white light flashed in the storage ring in the old forest monster's hand, and the hundred-mile wind-chasing longbow that Qin Sheng had already seen once, like a curved branch, had already appeared in his hand.

Unlike the last time, compared with the last time, there seem to be some traces of polishing compared to the last time. Although it still looks ugly, it seems to have improved a lot.

As if feeling Qin Sheng's gaze, the old forest monster was also a rare old man and said: "Don't underestimate this craft, you kid, the entire continent can create a hundred miles to chase the wind, no more than ten people." And although it doesn't look very good-looking, it is a genuine heavenly artifact, and there is no comparison with those looks at all!"

After speaking, he threw it into Qin Sheng's hand with an impatient face: "Anyway, do you want to love it!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qin Sheng was naturally smiling, and hurriedly took the longbow.

As the old forest monster said, although this hundred-mile chasing wind looks ugly, the coercion exuded from it really proves that it is a heavenly weapon.

The feeling of blood connection that comes from a touch is something that no other weapon can transmit or give. It seemed that knowing that Qin Sheng would be its new owner in the future, the soul in the hundred miles chasing the wind suddenly emitted a real tremor, as if it was like a puppy and a kitten, holding Qin Sheng on his head, asking Qin Sheng to touch him and love him.

In this scene, the old forest monster on the side blew his beard and stared at his eyes, scolding that he had no position in chasing the wind for a hundred miles.

But in fact, if the soul of this hundred-mile wind chasing is really sound, I'm afraid it would have run away by itself. Following the "workers" like the old forest monster, they have not had a chance to make a move for several years or even more than ten years.

This is simply burying its original purpose, it is a weapon, and it is a bow and arrow. It is the most bloodthirsty existence, and the meaning of its appearance is to kill.

But with the old forest monster, it can only be reduced to a collection. Now following Qin Sheng and feeling the evil aura on Qin Sheng's body, how can he not be excited?

But scolding and scolding, the old forest monster stretched out his hand again and took out an arrow bag. When I opened it, I saw nine black arrows wrapped in it.

Needless to say, these nine arrows should have been transformed by the Heavenly Weapon Giant Sword that Qin Sheng handed over to the old forest monster.

The soul in the Heavenly Weapon Giant Sword had been slashed to death by the Heavenly Rank, but the huge sword body was undoubtedly the best refining material. Therefore, at the suggestion of the old forest monster, Qin Sheng did not choose to repair this long sword, but directly disassembled it into arrows.

Arrows don't need the existence of a machine spirit, they only need the sharpness of the celestial material. The rest are prompted by the bow and arrow, given by the bow and arrow.

"Hey, if it weren't for your victory to get the Eight Extremes Armor, I would have handed over this bow and arrow to you so happily!" Old Lin Wei gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and said, "I'll go to watch your game tomorrow, don't let me down!"

After speaking, he pointed to the bench next to him and said, "You can rest here with me for the last few hours, and no one will disturb you." You prepare me well and give it my all!"

After saying a word, the old forest monster was already walking out with his hands behind his back and huffing. Immediately, I heard a few shouts outside the door, and the already weak and inaudible beating sound also subsided.

Because Qin Sheng wants to rest here, the entire "factory" can be described as a magnified fake today, and all of them are stopped.

This feeling is really like when Qin Sheng was preparing for the college entrance examination on Earth before.

However, at that time, Qin Sheng was not sure at all, even if the whole world quieted down, it would have no effect on Qin Sheng at all.

And this time was different, Qin Sheng was confident, and finally realized the feeling of fate in his own hands.

So the current preparation is actually a dispensable thing for him, even if Manji suddenly makes a move at him, it will not have any effect.

Because of Qin Sheng, he was in his heyday all the time, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

At the same time, Manji, who was sleeping soundly under the tree next to the Tianlong Camp Road, also slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the direction where Qin Sheng was, a smile crossed the corner of his mouth: "The bloodline of a hundred battles is really extraordinary." Even if he has experienced the dilution of mortal blood, he still has an innate fighting spirit! Okay, good, that's interesting, isn't it!"

After thinking about it, Manji's gaze turned to the south again. Endless thoughts, like invisible and intangible arcs, cut through space and time, and went to a new land.

It was a huge palace, and its size was immeasurable. The bricks and stones used to build the palace wall are all one or two kilometers long and hundreds of meters wide.

Such a palace does not look like it came from a human handiwork at all, but a masterpiece of the gods.

This palace is several times larger than the capital of Ziyang City, and human beings are in it, as small as ants, as if they have come to the realm of giants.

In the back garden of the palace, in the middle of a huge pond. Everywhere is covered with lotus flowers that look like towering ancient trees, and without exception, these lotus flowers, whether they are lotus leaves or lotus flowers, are as black as ink.

If you look closely, you can find that among the stamen of one of the lotus flowers, there is actually a person meditating cross-legged.

This person is dusty, and the whole person is like a dried corpse. Only then did his heart, which beat from time to time, announce his existence to the outside world.

Suddenly, the heart fluttered, and the beating rhythm began to quicken, and soon they joined together, as if a man had suddenly beaten a war drum on the silent lake.

"Poof!" The man suddenly opened his eyes with the sound of a sword out of his body. With just a glance, the murderous aura of spiritual power roared by, as if a whirlwind had been set off in front of him.

The lotus flowers like several giant trees in front of the man were actually cut off by a glance. Countless huge branches and leaves fell into the water of the lake, making a loud noise.

Then there was a series of movements at the bottom of the lake, indicating that there was no calm place under the lake.

"Whew!" the man let out a long breath, exhaling something black, like powder.

After a long time, he suddenly showed a hint of a smile: "It turned out to be Sheng'er, I didn't expect that it was already a martial artist who had cultivated and began to touch the power of the bloodline." Well, well, since that's the case, then many arrangements are not needed, and I can let go and do some things. ”

With that, the man closed his eyes again, and once again merged with the black around him.

If Qin Sheng was here, he would definitely cry out in surprise. Isn't this "dry corpse" who is not a ghost or a ghost his father, Qin Ruhai, who has been missing for several years!

However, Qin Sheng's cultivation was too low after all, even if he had vaguely touched the power of the bloodline. But the energy in it was too weak, Qin Ruhai could sense him, but he couldn't sense Qin Ruhai at all.

A few hours passed in a flash, and by the time Qin Sheng opened his eyes again, a ray of morning light had already shone in through the window, and outside the house, the faintly audible sound of war drums had already been beaten.

This war drum means that the soldiers of the Tianlong Battalion are about to start training, and for Qin Sheng, the real battle is about to start!