Although Zongtian's expression was still flat, his heart was quietly relieved.

Maybe smelting is not a difficult task for Zongtian, but the work he has become accustomed to has indeed made him forget the value of soul energy here.

The smelting just now did have a good effect, but even in that short period of a few tens of seconds, it also made Zongtian obviously feel the reduction of soul energy.

Such a situation not only made Zongtian discover how rough his previous soul tempering methods were, but also let Zongtian know what kind of help the whirlpool that once spun rapidly provided to him.

However, after sighing, the work that should be done still has to be done, and Zongtian can only use his soul energy with a more cautious attitude.

If the rich green on the white blade just now was a raging fire, then the sky was using a faint candle flame at this time.

However, although the flame is small, it is impossible for Zongtian to be perfunctory at this time. He first examined the metal solution carefully, and then mixed some other metals into it by feeling.

Although this is a job that Zong Tian has never done before, his talent also comes in handy at this time, and the sword forging materials made by feeling, at least in terms of the results of the first time, are quite good.

It's just that it's not good after all, it can't be regarded as satisfaction, but for that somewhat unsatisfactory work, Zongtian is also of great use.

The passage of time may not be a bad thing for people who work hard, because only accumulation can make them better and better than their original selves.

This principle naturally applies to the three people who are busy here, and the results are slowly revealed in the passage of time.

Just when Fenghua felt the wind slowly gathering in his palm, Zongtian also appeared beside him.

However, looking at the serious demeanor on his face, Zongtian naturally had no outlet to disturb him. Of course, Zongtian still remembered that he was also the other party's teacher, so such an observation was not a waste of their precious time for him.

"Alas......"

A soft sigh suddenly came out of Fenghua's mouth, and at this time, Zongtian could finally speak.

"Why sigh?"

Although Zongtian's voice was not loud at all, Fenghua, who was too focused, was frightened.

"It's just that it's not always easy to master."

"If you can master it at once, I'll be weird."

Although Zongtian understood Fenghua's mood, his words were not a joke.

At this time, Fenghua obviously understood that kind of truth, but his anxious state of mind did not change in any way because he agreed to Zongtian's plan.

"Okay, let's practice something else first, shall we?"

Looking at Fenghua's somewhat lost expression, Zongtian obviously wanted him not to get into the tip of the horns.

"No, I've just had some results, how can I ...... here halfway"

It's just that in the face of Zongtian's words, Fenghua's face obviously had a look of boredom, but when he saw the things in Zongtian's hand, he was unconsciously attracted.

Although it took some effort, what Zongtian showed in front of Fenghua was not a complete weapon at all, because what he had in his hand was just a few arrows.

But even so, Fenghua has been attracted by the sharpness that flashes with cold light. At this time, he even unconsciously stretched out his hand, but the arrow responded to him only pain.

Looking at the blood beads gathered on his fingertips, Fenghua's expression was pleasant, and that mood obviously infected Zongtian.

"Don't be so perverted, okay?"

Although they said such words in their mouths, their expressions were almost the same.

"These are just experiments, and the shafts and feathers will have to be handed over to you."

"No problem."

Even if those things are not Fenghua's previous commitments, when facing the things created by Zongtian, Fenghua will definitely do such things without hesitation.

Just like Fenghua's previous words, he can indeed be described neatly when he started these jobs, just a moment of effort, a few feather arrows are placed in front of Zongtian.

"Why give it to me?"

It's just that in the face of Fenghua's action, Zongtian asked strangely.

"I ...... Also. ”

Probably also carried away, Fenghua immediately inserted the arrows into his quiver, and the slightly worn bow was temporarily returned to its owner.

Although he was eager to try before, when Fenghua actually stood on the shooting range, the archer's calmness returned to him.

First, he gently weighed the new arrow in his hand, and then Fenghua actually shot with his bow. Although new things generally need to be adapted, Fenghua's arrow still hit that, drawing on the bullseye on the trunk of a tree in the distance.

It wasn't just a simple hit, the sharp arrow was actually inserted deep into the trunk of the tree along with the shaft.

The fate was probably still in Fenghua's expectations, and such a powerful Fenghua obviously didn't expect it, and when he looked at Zongtian with a surprised expression, the other party just shook his head at him slightly.

"Your arrow is completely based on the sharpness of the arrow, but it has not played its due strength at all."

While saying this, Zongtian actually reached out to take the bow in Fenghua's hand.

"You can shoot arrows too?"

Although he handed the bow to the other party, Fenghua also had doubts in his heart.

"No, but I can use soul energy."

While saying this, Zongtian pulled out the bow in the same way as Fenghua.

"Don't worry about the head, the key is power."

While saying this, Zongtian was also looking for the thickest tree, and in order to show the effect, Zongtian did not spare that precious soul energy at all.

The bow was fully opened, and then the water was let go, and even the bowstring quietly swept over the forearm of the sky at this time.

The pain was actually fine, but the hot feeling on his forearm still made Zongtian hurry to check his wound. It's just that Fenghua didn't have time to watch the farce staged in Zongtian at this time, he just tried to find the shadow of the arrow.

Although Zongtian's unprofessionalism greatly affected the play of that arrow, the speed of the off-string arrow was completely beyond Fenghua's imagination.

So he couldn't track the arrow, so he could only look for it in the direction of the longitudinal shot.

Zongtian was obviously aiming at the center of the tree, but the traces found by Fenghua were on the outside of the tree.

Although such an accurate head should make him roll his eyes, Fenghua was stunned when he looked at the trace, because what he found in the tree was a hole through it.

Although the scene in front of him made Fenghua very experienced, the preciousness of the arrow also made him quickly sober up, but along the direction of the arrow, Fenghua found only a series of holes.

Fenghua was still surprised at the beginning, but at this time he could only be called numb.

Finally, in the tree that he didn't know how far away, Fenghua found the arrow, but it was at this time that the thing that reawakened his heart happened, because the arrow was completely damaged.

"Did you find it?"

Looking at the arrow that Fenghua recovered, Zongtian was a little surprised, and the miserable appearance was what he expected.

"Originally, I didn't have much hope, but it saved me a lot of trouble if I could get it back."

"What's the use of that?"

Zongtian's words made Fenghua raise his eyebrows.

"Of course, it's a rebuild."

"Oh."

This kind of thing is obviously not known to Fenghua, but what Zong Tian did just now has also sown seeds in his heart.

"Let me experience soul energy again."

Looking at Fenghua's serious expression, although he was a little helpless, Zongtian still met his request.

Time flows unhurriedly, and Fenghua and Luhua's familiarity with soul energy is increasing day by day.

Although the training was very hard, the two of them were not the busiest. During this period of time, Zongtian not only acted as a teacher and swordsmith, because of the excessive consumption of soul energy, heavy cultivation was also consuming his spirit.

However, this kind of hard work was obviously not in vain, not only could the soul make those two students stronger and stronger, but the special weapon of Zongtian was also baked at this time.

The first is the Fenghua bow, although the weapon is completely the same as before, but the all-metal bow body strengthens the bow without adding weight.

However, the rune weapon promised by the sky, so the bow was obviously not as simple as it seemed.

But having said that, what Zongtian had engraved on that bow was not a sword pattern, and what he had done was to create countless tiny passages in that bow.

Such a passage is naturally to better infuse soul energy into the arrows, and compared to this delicate and boring project, the sword pattern is also a little insignificant.

Along with the bow, Zongtian also gave Fenghua a lot of arrows, and the sword pattern was naturally among them.

In order to match the attributes of Fenghua, most of the arrows made by Zongtian are engraved with wind attributes, but for some special situations that may occur, he is also prepared.

However, among those basic sword patterns, Zongtian also created some real killer features, and some of those arrows were naturally Chaos.

It's just that the bow and arrow are not for Zongtian after all, so those arrows are different from the knife used by Zongtian before. This time, the sky divided into equal parts of the arrow, and the space between those soul energies was naturally the metal itself that made the arrow.

After all, the space in the arrow is very limited, and the space in it is even more cramped considering the penetration and solidity of the arrow, so the interval is as thin as paper.

"Wait!"

Seeing Fenghua's action of grabbing the arrow and about to put it in the quiver, Zongtian panicked directly, and this tone also made Fenghua freeze in place.