Chapter 112: The Archer
"It's the Shura Bone God. ”
"Sure enough...."Wu Xingyuan fell into deep thought.
The result was obviously expected by him, but it was too ethereal to believe. There is so much information in it that anyone who listens to it will be a little confusing for a while.
"Show me your armor. ”
After thinking for a while, he said to Chu You in a deep voice.
"This..."
Chu You was a little hesitant, but seeing that Wu Xingyuan's expression was as resolute as iron, he still stood up. Taking a step back, with a surge of blood, a thick iron-shell armor appeared on his body out of thin air.
The armor was connected by a huge iron plate, and the red color revealed a little dark gold color, which was extremely heavy and strong, and it was also extremely powerful when worn on the body, expanding the already burly Chu You's body by a circle, and his height was also a few points taller.
"Sure enough, it was passed down by the Bone God! Although this armor is currently condensed and vulgar, it can be seen that the quality is far above that of the Blood Armor King. And the armor king has always been condensed and worn on the body and cannot be moved at will, which alone is much better. ”
Wu Xingyuan stood up and clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay, okay! I'll take you two to see the Blood Armor King early tomorrow morning!"
“...”
Chu You, the fat ghost, and the two of them both showed embarrassed looks.
"Rest assured, the ancestor of the Blood Armor King is a disciple of the Bone God, and he also relies on the secret technique of blood armor taught by him to have today's power. And if you are faithful to the god Shura for generations, you will never harm you!"
Wu Xingyuan swore and said, just like the previous destruction of the rock.
"Then give us a little ghost who knows the way, just let us go by ourselves, and we don't have to bother Brother Wu to run.
"Probably not. Wu Xingyuan waved his hand: "I was going to send the Burning Soul Spring, this matter can't go wrong, and I have to let the two of you escort you on the way." ”
Seeing this, the two of them couldn't say anything more, so they had to obey orders.
However, when he heard that he was going to meet the Blood Armor King, Chu You still felt a little excited in his heart. Thinking that he had traveled thousands of miles from the ghost forest to Bone City, wasn't he just following in the footsteps of the Corpse King?
Wu Xingyuan turned around and sat back in the big chair, and also waved to Chu You: "Come back for dinner, and you will set off with me early tomorrow morning." ”
Seeing this, Chu You put away the armor on his body, moved away from the chair and sat back. Reaching out and tearing over a piece of beef, he chewed it and swallowed it.
"I don't know where the Blood Armor King is located?" asked Chu You, chewing on beef.
"I don't know this?"
Before Wu Xingyuan could speak, the ruined rock on the side hurriedly replied: "Of course, it is the most central 'Red City' in this desert. ”
"Don't talk too much, there's something else going on. Wu Xingyuan drank.
"What's wrong, Boss Wu?"
"Tomorrow after I take them away, you stay in the city to guard. If anything happens in the city, they will be killed. If a great enemy comes from outside the city, he must respond with iron and blood. ”
"Whoa!"
After arranging everything properly, Wu Xingyuan put his heart down. Reach out and grab a piece of beef and swallow it with wine.
This was the first time he had eaten food at the wine table, and the flesh and blood brought back by the human world had a great attraction to the hungry ghosts, but he had always ignored it, which showed that his heart was more determined than he imagined.
.....
Time flies, and soon the wine has passed three rounds and the food has passed five flavors. The corpses in Bone City were also drunk and went back to their rooms.
Since this stone castle is not large, and the number of rooms in it is also limited, Chu You lives in the room where he used to be ghostly, while the fat ghost on the side lives in the ghost room next door.
In fact, there is another room at the end of the corridor that is always empty, but it belongs to the "Blood Skull" prison. After the Shura world, he didn't see anyone in life or corpse, and Wu Xingyuan kept thinking about the friendship in the past, and didn't divide the room between the two.
Chu Youyu walked into the room where he used to be ghostly, and what caught his eye was all kinds of poisonous insects, ghost grasses, and evil skeletons. Except for a large bed, everything else in the room is occupied by these things, and the dark environment looks particularly weird.
He was a man with strong blood and temperament, so he naturally didn't care about this, and after stumbling in, he threw himself on the big bed, and closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
However, his eyes had just closed less than three or five pillars of incense before they opened suddenly, and he got up from the bed with drowsiness, turned around and lifted a glass of water and splashed it on his face.
"I really want to get a good night's sleep!"
Chu You grumbled, taking advantage of the coolness to lift his spirit a little.
After drinking, he was naturally extremely sleepy, and his head was a little painful. However, he can't rest, and the various life-and-death confrontations that have occurred in the human world during this period of time are an extremely valuable asset for him, and he must take advantage of this opportunity to firmly grasp it.
Otherwise, once you set foot on the road to Chizhou City, it is really difficult to say whether there is a time to meditate and cultivate.
Thinking like this is to meditate with your legs crossed and your eyes closed.
He first reversed the dead air in his body and turned around the hundreds of bones in his body, forming a small circulation of Zhou Tian. Then it uses this small cycle to communicate with the surrounding environment, and takes itself as the core to form a large cycle.
The large and small cycles echoed each other from afar, and in an instant, countless dead qi rushed over and frantically poured into the body, and these dead qi were of extremely high quality, and they could be transformed into their own existence with a little refining.
In this way, after a while, the dead qi in the body was filled with this.
"Haha, this stone castle is really a treasure!"
Feeling the thick dead qi in his body, Chu You laughed, and the sleepiness on his body subsided a little.
And seeing that the cultivation of death qi was almost over, he also began to focus on the Shura exercises, and turned his mind into the seed world in his body.
In the blink of an eye, the heavens and the earth were covered with a layer of blood, surrounded by high mountains on all sides, and the war was burning on the wilderness plains within a radius of 100 miles in the center, and the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and countless Asura warriors shouted and fought to kill.
Unlike the original, among these asuras, there is a faint shadow of the division of troops. At first, when he came here, he was nothing more than two kinds of Shura soldiers with swords or guns, but when he came today, he found that there were more archers with hard bows.
Looking closely, I saw that these archers were all burly, with big shoulders and round waists, and their physical fitness was even higher than that of ordinary Shura soldiers.
But it's easy to think about, the real archer is not the image of a young girl as portrayed by a street storyteller. The average bow has to have seventy or eighty pounds of strength, and if it is a little harder, it will be more than one hundred and ten pounds, how can a weak woman pull it? It is fortunate not to be injured by the bowstring.
A true archer must be a strong man, and he must also be tall and have outstanding arms, otherwise it will be difficult to pull up a truly powerful heavy bow.
And because the bow body is too strong and too physically demanding, a good archer must also learn to open the bow left and right in order to balance the left and right arms and achieve higher efficiency.