In the north of the Eastern Regions, at the foot of the Dayu Mountains, there is a small village called Yangnan Village, and there is a blacksmith shop in the north of the village, which is famous far and wide.

Walking into the village, you don't need to deliberately look for it, you can hear the sound of clanging from a distance, and follow the sound to find the Zhangjia blacksmith shop.

In the small courtyard, teenagers in their teens are trying to pull the bellows, and the sound of the whirring wind is watering the flames, and the fire is fierce. Beside him, a shirtless man swung his hammer rhythmically, and sparks flew in all directions.

At the door of the main house, on a rocking chair lay an old man with gray hair, biting a long pipe in his mouth, squinting in the sun, and puffing out smoke from time to time.

Twelve years ago, it was also such a sunny day, when Old Man Zhang's father was still there, and he was still a strong middle-aged man, doing what his son Ah Zhuang was doing now. At that time, there was no grandson Xiaoyuan.

That day, a man in white suddenly appeared in the courtyard, with sword eyebrows and heroic spirit, he only said four words, and the whole courtyard was quiet.

"The Divine Bow Clan. ”

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Hundreds of years ago, the Zhang family was a big family, and there was a forging master at that time, the master was obsessed with the forging of bows and arrows in his later years, and later studied a set of extremely mysterious inscriptions, since then the Zhang family is known as the Shengong family.

However, over the past few hundred years, the Zhang family has declined. But even though it has decayed, the set of inscriptions has been passed down from generation to generation. Of course, this kind of thing is only known to your own family.

The declining Zhang family moved several times and finally settled in Yangnan Village. I thought that no one would find out about this secret, but I didn't expect it to be found.

Fortunately, the person who found it was the man in white.

The man in white came for the set of inscriptions, but his starting point was only to satisfy his curiosity, and he had no intention of snatching it. Perhaps in his opinion, interest is the most important thing.

Later, the man in white made an agreement with the Zhang family that the next time he came with a bow and arrow, the Zhang family would carve an inscription on it for him.

Although the agreement was made, more than ten years have passed, and the man in white has never appeared.

Yiheng stood on a high slope, looking at the small village at the foot of the mountain, slightly excited. More than half a month has passed, and he has crossed the mountains and walked through seven villages, and the one in front of him is said to have a blacksmith shop with the surname in it.

Moreover, the craftsmanship is exquisite.

The village is as usual, with dozens of families, and there are even some inns on both sides of the avenue, which is close to the Dayu Mountains and often passes by monks.

Yiheng followed the sound, the door of the Zhang's blacksmith shop was open, and he stepped in directly.

"The little boy looks a little unfamiliar with his face, what are you here to create?" Old man Zhang sat on the rocking chair and swayed back and forth, casually glancing at it. Coarse cloth clothes, probably a teenager from a nearby village.

The sturdy man didn't look back, because every day someone would come to the door to build things, and it was his father, Old Man Zhang, who received them. Instead, the little boy turned his head to look at Yiheng and looked at it a few more times.

Although Yiheng was wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes, his whole person was radiant and full of energy. "The old man's surname is Zhang?" Yiheng asked politely, in fact, he had already inquired clearly.

"Within a radius of dozens of miles, who doesn't know what our Zhang family's blacksmith shop wants to build?" Old man Zhang sat up, his eyes slightly squinting at Yiheng. When I looked at it carefully, I realized that the young man in front of me didn't seem to be so simple.

There are faint fluctuations in the divine element, and he is a monk who hides the realm.

"Come to the appointment, and give the spirit of the bow and arrow. Yiheng saluted respectfully, staring at each other carefully to see their reactions.

Old man Zhang frowned at first, and then suddenly stood up, his hand holding the pipe trembled slightly, and his expression was excited: "But Gongzi Li asked you to come?"

"Gongzi Li? It turns out that his surname is Li. Yiheng muttered in his heart, smiled and nodded. Obviously, he finally found this blacksmith shop.

"Little boy, come on, come into the house and talk in detail. Old man Zhang quickly greeted him, with an excited face, "Xiaocui, you're here, cook quickly." There are Zhuang and Xiao Yuan, all the work in their hands is put down, and they all come into the house. ”

The arrival of Yiheng is very popular.

"Little boy, why didn't Li Gongzi come?" Old man Zhang looked at Yiheng, smiling, very polite, and his grandson Xiao Yuan snuggled up to him, staring at Yiheng with a curious expression, his eyes were not blinking.

"The seniors can't come, so let me come to the appointment. Yiheng looked at Xiao Yuan, who was three or four years younger than him, but the whole person looked a little weak.

Of course, it's just that Yiheng thinks so. Because Zhang Zhengyuan helps his father and grandfather all the year round, his body is very healthy. Compared to the other friends in the village, they are much stronger.

"Hehe, let the little brother smile, my Xiao Yuan hasn't seen much of a cultivator. Old man Zhang said with a smile and touched Zhang Zhengyuan's head.

"Oh, why haven't you given him enlightenment?" Yiheng asked curiously, when he was so old, he had already started the medicinal bath, and his body was much stronger than that, which was also the reason why he felt that Zhang Zhengyuan was weak.

Hearing Yiheng ask, Zhang Zhengyuan seemed a little lost and lowered his head silently. Old man Zhang also sighed: "Lingqi failed three times, just like his father Youzhuang, he has no chance of cultivation." ”

"Spiritual enlightenment?" Yiheng was puzzled, when he read the books explaining the cultivation before, he also mentioned it in it, but in the small village, it has always been called Qiling.

Moreover, there is a time for enlightenment, but there is no such thing as success or failure.

Old man Zhang also looked at Yiheng with a surprised expression, he thought that Yiheng had just made a slip of the tongue just now, and said after a half-hearted aftertaste: "I see that the little brother has already stepped into the Quenching Realm, how can he not know Lingqi?"

Calculating the time, it has been almost a month since Yiheng came to the outside world, but he has not been in contact with many people, and his understanding of the outside world mainly comes from a few books.

It can be said that he does not know much about the world.

"Please also ask the old man to solve his doubts. Yiheng said seriously.

Although Old Man Zhang didn't understand why Yiheng didn't know, he still patiently explained: "The path of cultivation begins with spiritual enlightenment. When everyone reaches the age of ten, they reach the age of enlightenment, and then they can carry out spiritual enlightenment. ”

"The so-called spiritual enlightenment is a process in which the practitioner uses the divine element to water the sea of life of the children of the age of enlightenment, wash the divine pattern, and ignite the fire of life. ”

"For those who are gifted, their first spiritual enlightenment is to ignite the fire of life. If the talent is a little lower, the spiritual enlightenment can also ignite the fire of life. However, most people only ignite the fire of life after the third spiritual enlightenment. ”

"If the three spiritual revelations are all failures, then they have no chance with the cultivation and are ordinary resources. ”

When Old Man Zhang said this, his mood was obviously a little low. Although he stepped into the door of cultivation, he was mediocre in talent. The family has been ordinary for two generations in a row, how can it shine on the lintel again?

Yiheng listened to it interestingly, at the beginning of his practice, he was originally enlightening, which he had been told since he was a child. How did you get to the outside world and become a spiritual enlightenment?

Is it the loss of the method of spiritual enlightenment, or is the path of spiritual enlightenment prosperous?

"Dad, don't be sad, aren't we a family of four living well. Zhang Youzhuang walked over with a hot dish in his hand, with a natural and easy-going smile on his face, obviously he did think so.

"Yes, ordinary is also happiness. Little boy, eat the vegetables first, and then talk about business when you are full. Old man Zhang put on a smile, as if he really left his sorrow behind.

In Qingshan, although you can eat big meat every day, Yiheng is not picky about the coarse tea and light rice outside, and even loves it very much.

After the meal, Old Man Zhang took Yiheng to the inner room, and specially instructed the family not to approach, probably because he didn't want them to have too much contact with spiritual things.

"Little brother, take out your bow and arrows. Old man Zhang said with a straight face, his eyes were earnest. Yiheng didn't delay, and directly summoned the seven stars of the emperor bow.

The big bow is black and unpretentious, and it looks ordinary, but the man in white once said that it is made of the bones of the emperor's dragon. Bows and arrows have a special attraction, and seven arrows are suspended in the air, in a column of seven colors.

Old man Zhang's hands trembled slightly, and he carefully took the big black bow and stroked it gently: "The hard bow is heavy, the strings are tenacious, the dragon is hidden, and the sound is hidden in the sound, it is really a superb bow." ”

"This arrow contains a starfall iron essence, no wonder. A good bow with a good arrow, I'm afraid the master can't refine such a treasure, could it be from the hands of the grandmaster?"

Although Old Man Zhang's cultivation is not much higher than Yiheng, he is extremely knowledgeable, and the Seven Stars of the Emperor Bow just took it in his hand and looked at it, so he guessed a rough idea.

Yiheng nodded, the man in white did say that it was from the hands of the grandmaster, but what kind of character the grandmaster is, he has no idea, he should be very powerful.

Old man Zhang carefully placed the bow on the table, pondered for a long time before speaking: "Although the inscription has long been engraved in my mind, for the sake of insurance, I still need to practice with the talisman paper first. ”

Runes and runes are commonly used to depict the props of the pattern, and they are mentioned in the waking record. Yiheng nodded, this is naturally better.

"So, what did Gongzi Li bring to you?" Old man Zhang looked forward to it, if he could come up with such a good bow, the reward would definitely be very expensive.

Yiheng was stunned, but he soon understood what Old Man Zhang meant, but where did the man in white give him any "reward"? Yiheng frowned and thought for a long time.

"Old man, how about this spirit fruit?" There are only about a dozen spirit fruits left that he brought out from Qingshan, and he doesn't seem to have anything else to give to people besides spirit fruits.

Old man Zhang quickly took it, sniffed it, and woke up with a startled face: "Crystal ruddy, fruity and refreshing, containing pure spirit yuan, is this the spirit guide fruit recorded in the book?"

"How?" Yiheng asked calmly, he only knew that it was a spirit fruit, but he didn't know its name, but now he knew.

"It's a good thing, but it's a treasure for those who are just starting to practice. It's just that you know, little boy, but it's not of much use to us. Old man Zhang raised his eyebrows, "However, it is naturally enough to offset the cost of materials." ”

Yiheng's face sank, thinking about how to pay for the manual fee, and the middle ring suddenly turned into joy: "If yes, how about I help Xiao Yuan step into the cultivation?"

Old man Zhang looked at Yiheng in disbelief, and only after a long time did he speak: "Little boy, don't tell jokes, in this world, I have never heard of Lingqi who can still step into cultivation after three failures." ”

"I can. Yiheng looked directly into Old Man Zhang's eyes and said categorically.

"Can it really be?" Although Old Man Zhang was a little incredulous, his excitement was already on his face, and he was a little trilled when he spoke, "If it is really possible, this reward will naturally be unbelievable." ”

The two of them discussed for a while, and then they began to get busy. The Zhang family has runes, pens, runes, and papers, and the old man Zhang is also divided into a few constants, and he also needs to practice carving the Qiling inscription.

There are many runes recorded in the Awakening Pattern, which are somewhat similar to the spirit symbols carved on the spirit paper he obtained from the Snow Wolf, but they are not identical.

Yiheng pondered for a long time, but he didn't see anything, so he just forcibly memorized.

However, the paper talk is shallow, and when Yiheng holds the rune pen and depicts it on the rune paper, it feels wonderful. In the past, it took hundreds of thousands of exercises to forcibly memorize the Qiling inscriptions, but now that I look at it, I only need to memorize the runes one by one, which is better to remember.

The way of tattooing is mysterious and fascinating.