The middle-aged man said: "Master, don't be angry first, it's useless for Ying Xiang to take the iron ore." You must know that hate iron ore is extremely strong and difficult to smelt. And all the furnaces in the whole clan are with us, and we don't lend them to him when he comes to the door. It's useless for him to hate the iron ore, and when the time comes, we will remind him a little, and Yingxiang will naturally have to return it as it is. ”

When the third elder heard this, he immediately smiled, patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said, "You are still smart! Hehe, when the time comes, that kid from Yingxiang will definitely be sent back obediently, so I can't worry about it just now, hurry up and pour a bowl of herbal tea for the master to suppress the fire!"

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Ying Xiang naturally didn't know what was happening on the side of the three elders, nor did he know what the three elders had planned to hate iron ore, and now he was concentrating on building his first weapon.

It took Eagle Xiang three days to polish the bow body smoothly, and the length was also modified to be appropriate, and the bow body of one meter and three lengths was more convenient to carry. Two holes need to be drilled at both ends of the bow body, but the drilling tool Eagle Xiang is very uncomfortable, so the production speed is very slow.

In the end, Ying Xiang thought that using treasure magic could solve the problem, so he drew the position with charcoal in advance and proofread it carefully.

Then Ying Xiang condensed his true qi and prepared to use the improved Flying Bird Seven Styles Second Form.

The longer the time it takes for the improved second form to prepare, the more True Qi is used, and the more powerful it becomes. The bones of the dragon wing bluebird are quite hard, and in order to ensure the perforation effect, Ying Xiang used four percent of his true qi.

A cyan aura shot out, and a perfect round hole appeared in the original position of the charcoal drawing. Ying Xiang compared the thickness of the snake tendon, haha, just right, Ying Xiang is very satisfied with his innovation.

Ying Xiang did the same and made another hole at the other end of the bow, and in order to make the bow more tough, Ying Xiang put it on the fire to roast. The snow-white bow was burned black, and Ying Xiang carefully wiped the bow with a damp cloth. The pitch-black bow looks mighty and domineering, and Eagle Xiang admires it.

Many warriors of the clan like to carve various realistic beast patterns on their bows and arrows to show their courage and strength.

The warriors fought the beasts every day, and they had a good grasp of the beasts' demeanor, and most of the Eagle people were very dexterous, so it was not surprising that they did this.

Ying Xiang also has a pair of skillful hands, and naturally he can also carve various patterns, and he can also carve the pattern of the fierce beast very realistically.

But he didn't intend to do it, he didn't like too many patterns, which seemed to him to have no meaning and would reduce the sturdiness of the bow.

Ying Xiang still likes to be simple, without any patterns, and the bow body that keeps its original appearance is perfect in his opinion.

Looking at the bow body that took eighty percent of the true qi to make, Ying Xiang smiled from ear to ear, the perfect arc of the bow body, the dark color, and the round perforations at both ends are simply masterpieces.

The bow body is not fully done, how can a bow body without a bowstring be called a perfect bow body?

The best material used to make a bowstring is the tendon of the beast, but the tendon of the beast cannot be used directly as a bowstring, and it must be processed before it can be used, otherwise it will wear out and break quickly.

The tendons of ferocious beasts must be soaked and boiled with special herbs to be antiseptic and wear-resistant, and the bowstrings made of treated animal tendons can often be used for more than ten years.

Ying Xiang borrowed a large iron pot from Fang Gu and began to prepare, fortunately, that kind of special herb is very common and not difficult to find, and soon Ying Xiang picked more than a dozen catties in the nearby mountains.

Ying Xiang picked up the swarthy firewood knife and chopped hundreds of catties of firewood, and dried it in the scorching sun for several days to ensure that they would not suddenly go out when they were completely dry and burned.

The treatment of animal tendons must be done in one go, if it is interrupted, it will not be effective, and it is useless to deal with it later.

It can be said that the slightest mistake will make the animal tendon directly wasted, and the whole production process needs to be extremely careful and cautious.

Yingxiang directly set up a large iron pot on the shore of Yinyue Lake, so that it is more convenient to get water and enough firewood.

Everything is prepared by Yingxiang himself, which makes Yingxiang feel very proud, Yingxiang looks at the sky, the cloudless good weather, it should not rain in the last few days.

Ying Xiang was still not at ease, so he went to consult the knowledgeable Great Elder, and got the exact news from him: the weather will be fine for the next few days, and there will be no rain.

After making all the preparations, Ying Xiang boiled a large pot of water, and soon the water in the pot boiled and began to bubble and a large amount of white gas. Ying Xiang quickly threw the herb into it, and then took a large wooden stick and stirred it, and the blue-green herb actually turned a strange purple color when it entered the water.

There is a wonderful fragrance in the pot, the purple liquid is more and more crystalline, and the eagle is always watching the heat.

Seeing that the purple water in the pot began to bubble non-stop, Ying Xiang put the snake tendon of the silvertail snake into it, and kept stirring it with a wooden stick. Ying Xiang would add water and firewood for a while, holding a wooden stick and stirring around the steaming pot.

Rao is that he is already a cultivator in the middle of the fifth order of Qi cultivation, and he is still tired and sweating profusely, this cooking is a day and a night, during which Ying Xiang did not close his eyes at all.

The water in the pot can't be boiled dry, how dare Ying Xiang close his eyes and rest? But although he has been busy for a day and a night, Ying Xiang is still very energetic, and even more energetic.

Ying Xiang was very able to understand the mood of the three elders at this time, and he could also understand why the three elders were angry at the people who disturbed him. It's amazing to put your heart and soul into making something and watching it come into being little by little in your own hands.

The whole process is a great enjoyment, although the hard work and fatigue can be overwhelming the mental excitement and satisfaction.

All the herbs have been used up, and the firewood has been burned. Well, the remaining firewood can be given to Aunt Fang to cook for her, and it can't be wasted, Ying Xiang thought.

The water in the pot was about to boil dry, and Ying Xiang hurriedly used the wooden stick in his hand to pick out the snake tendons in the pot and put them into the clay pot filled with water prepared in advance. Then Yingxiang took the pot open and poured a ladle of water on the remaining firewood. If you accidentally burn Tianyao Peak, the damage caused will be great.

The snake tendons of the silver-tailed snake in a clay pot filled with clear water are purple and crystal clear, and it looks very beautiful.

It's done! The dusty Eagle Xiang smiled, his teeth looking extremely white. Hurry up and tie the bowstring at both ends of the bow body, the length is just right, and the snake tendon that was originally 1.5 meters has shrunk a lot after boiling.

Holding the bow in his hand, Ying Xiang tried to pull it hard, but he couldn't pull it away. Ying Xiang took a deep breath, and suddenly his two hands were clouded, and this time he pulled the bowstring.

As soon as I let go, there was a crisp sound, and the sound was very good.

It seems that it really takes more than 100,000 catties of force to pull away, and Ying Xiang can't do it with the power of the flesh alone, and Ying Xiang can only rely on using true qi to reduce the difficulty.

Now there is still no arrow body left, and the arrow shaft and arrow feather are not a big problem, and Eagle Xiang has already planned it. The shaft of the arrow is made of ironwood, which is as hard as iron and not easy to damage, and as for the arrow feathers, there is no need to worry.

The feathers of ordinary beasts are really not worth it, which can compare to the naturally black and shiny feathers of the eagle people. Moreover, after the Eagle People turn 60, they shed some feathers every winter, and they will grow back the following spring.

The Great Elder, the Third Elder, and the Patriarch Grandpa should all have a lot of feathers there, and it shouldn't be a big problem to ask for some by yourself. The feathers of the gray-level powerhouse, hehe, the effect should be better!

In fact, if Ying Xiang himself had wings, he would not want to bother others anymore, plucking a few feathers is similar to plucking a few hairs, and young people can grow them quickly.

But it's not that he doesn't have it, and he is embarrassed to pull it directly from the bodies of other clansmen, so Ying Xiang hit the patriarch and the elders with his idea.

Now that everything was ready, all that was left was the arrows, and Eagle Xiang kicked the ore the size of a human head at his feet.

Hating iron ore is a bit difficult, I don't know if it can be done?

Ying Xiang immediately returned to his hut, spread out a drawing of an animal skin, took a charcoal pen, and began to draw arrows.

Although the brush exists in this world, it is very expensive to sell because of the trouble of making, and the eagle people have always used charcoal pencils.

This charcoal pencil couldn't be simpler, a piece of firewood is burned red and then covered with soil to form carbon black. Then cut the carbon black into a pen-shape, and wrap the cloth around the place where you hold it, and Yingxiang has used this charcoal pen since he learned to write.

After working hard for several hours, Yingxiang was completed, and looked at the drawings in his hand Yingxiang breathed a long sigh of relief.

He held his waist with his hands, and felt a pain in his back, probably because he had been sitting motionless for too long.

This work is really not done by people, there are too many aspects to consider, and all aspects of the design have to be considered, which is too brain-consuming.

For example, the ratio of the arrow to the shaft, the depth and length of the bloodletting groove, the sharpness of the arrow, take the sharpness of the arrow, too sharp is easy to break, too blunt and unable to break the thick skin of the beast, anyway, this and such a problem makes the eagle's head three times larger.

Rubbing his temples, Ying Xiang carefully looked at the drawings and felt very satisfied, now only the last step was missing, and the corners of Ying Xiang's mouth outlined a sly smile.

Carrying dozens of catties of fragrant barbecue, Ying Xiang knocked on the patriarch's cabin. In recent days, there has been a lot of friction with the wolf clan, and several clansmen have been seriously injured and may be disabled, and the patriarch is in a bad mood and drinks a lot.

"Yo, what a fragrant barbecue. Eagle Soar, you're here, come in. The patriarch's grandfather's drunken eyes immediately widened, and his eyes stared at the barbecue in Yingxiang's hand.

The house was a little messy, the patriarch's wife died early so she had been living alone, the empty wine jugs in the house were poured horizontally on the ground, the air was filled with the smell of wine, dust and feet, and the temperament of a single old man was unobstructed.

It seems that the patriarch's grandfather has lived a very sloppy life during this time, and the conflict with the wolf clan is limited to his identity as a gray-level powerhouse and cannot be interfered with.

It was sad to hear that his people were injured but he couldn't do anything, so Liang Changying simply locked himself in the hut and got drunk every day to anesthetize himself.

If the gray-level powerhouse intervenes, then this matter will become sour, because of the contradictions and conflicts between the two races, some ethnic groups are ready to move, and the friction between the two sides is also intensifying.

If the gray-level powerhouse intervenes, it means that the two clans will die endlessly, and then the entire area will be chaotic, which is not the ending that Liang Changying wants to see.

"Come, come, have a few drinks with grandpa, there is just a snack for the appetizer. Liang Changying pulled Ying Xiang to drink, if Ying Xiang had been in the past, he would have persuaded him to drink less, but Ying Xiang did not open his mouth today.

The air in the house was too turbid, Ying Xiang opened the window to breathe, and suddenly a cool breeze blew in, and the room was suddenly refreshed.