Yan came overboard and looked at his surroundings.

They were in a valley, and next to the boat was a river, and on the banks of the river were scattered the corpses of brute beasts, all of which seemed to have been drained of water.

This should have been done by the people of the Blood Lotus Sect...

Yan took out his own blood lotus, this thing can be placed in the bloodline after refining, but Yan has no intention of refining at all, he has always been very uninterested in the power of this evil spirit, and besides, this is still the back hand left by a strong man, and there is no reason for him to get into it.

Yan looked around, the woods were filled with a pale green miasma because of the seldom of people, but this had no effect on Yan's vision, and he could see all kinds of trees and vines around him, as well as snakes and insects disguised as branches.

"Found it!" Yan happily walked in one direction, his target was a tree that was not too thick, but unusually tall.

This kind of tree is called sweatwood, and it only grows tall without a waistline, and the age of the tree is thousands of years old at most.

Because of this characteristic, the heart of the sweatwood is particularly tough, and the thousands of layers of annual rings are intertwined, making it difficult for Hercules to bend it.

However, as long as the heart of the sweatwood tree is soaked in the sap oozing from the sweat wood, it can be easily bent, and after drying, it will return to the appearance of preferring to bend rather than bend.

Because of the special nature of this tree, he is an excellent material for making bows in the tribe from generation to generation, a thousand-year bow can shoot a distance of three thousand meters if it is full, and it may be even farther for two thousand or three thousand years, but no one in the tribe has tried it, after all, no one in that realm of the bow can be pulled.

The tribe generally uses 300-year-old sweat wood, with a range of 500-700 meters, and people can't see their prey clearly.

And the one Yan is seeing now should be a 1,400-year-old sweat tree!

"If you use this to make a bow..."Yan gently stroked the dark brown trunk of the sweaty wood, and without hesitation, he picked up the blood lotus and began to cut down the tree.

Khan wood is so tough that it is generally cut down with stone knives in the tribe and sharpened for months.

But what is the Blood Lotus, it is a standard magic weapon for the disciples of the Blood Lotus Heavenly Sect, which can increase its power as the disciple's qi and blood increase, and the kind that can be used until death is naturally extraordinary.

The petals of the lotus flowers are as thin as cicada wings, and the tips of the flowers are like edges, and it is still easy to cut a tree.

The only problem is the shape of this lotus, and it is not very convenient to cut down trees.

"I'm so smart!" Yan looked at the lotus flower as a grooved sweat wood, and couldn't help but sigh that science and technology are the primary productive forces.

If the tribe has a blood lotus, it is estimated that everyone will use a sweat wooden bow!

He was digging here, and in a short time, this sweaty wood that had lived for 1,400 years was dug down by him.

Yan divided it into more than ten sections, and after a period of beating, he chose a section as the tough part.

Next, take the sweatwood juice, light a fire and put the sweatwood on it to roast, and the sweatwood juice will naturally flow out from the lower section.

Xiao Xi came over with a cup of tea and said, "Gonggongzi, please drink tea..."

Yan Xin took it in his hand, drank it all, and then only felt refreshed, and his mind was a lot clearer.

"Good tea!" Yan said.

"Hehe, Childe, if you like it..."Xiao Xi stood aside shyly and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

"Then you come and roast the sap..."Yan gave up his place, and he hugged the lotus flower again and began to peel the bark.

Xiao Xi watched him abuse the lotus so badly, and instinctively felt that something was wrong, but soon this thought was occupied by another thought.

A serious man, it's really good-looking...

No, Lord Yan, it looks good at all times.

Peel off the bark of the tree, soak the heart of the tree in the sap for a while, the original orange-yellow heart of the tree gradually turns into rosewood, and a strange woody fragrance gradually emanates from the heart of the tree.

"Childe, what is this for?" asked Xiao Xi.

"Make a bow," Yan replied.

"Oh..."Xiao Xi nodded, watching Yan finish a bow in the heart of the tree, and put it on the fire to roast.

This shape is not a simple single bend into one), but a figure-3 recurve bow, which has more tension, higher target, and more stable launch.

Well, as for why bow is made ...

The only weapon that Yan had received full training in his previous life was the bow, although he had only studied in physical education class for two semesters, but at least it was better than dancing blindly with a sword.

Another consideration is that his eyesight is so good now, and it's a shame to not play with ranged weapons.

I remember that there was a text for learning archery in Chinese class, and before learning archery, you had to look at the wheel for three years, and then look at mosquitoes for three years.

Now he can even magnify people five kilometers away as if he were standing next to him, and even save 15 times the mirror.

Yan suddenly understood why the Extreme Eye Heavenly Monarch couldn't beat that swordsman, in fact, it wasn't that his eyes were weak, but that the Extreme Eye Heavenly Monarch had no hands or feet, and it was difficult to move, so he was simply a live target, and the only way to attack was probably to stare with his eyes...

But he's different, he can use his hands and feet as his main weapon, and his eyes are used as support, even if he can't beat it, he can still run away...

Well, this kind of psychology is mainly because this eyeball was turned out of the treasure house that Emperor Xia was not rare, and Yan subconsciously felt that the level of this eye would not be too high.

After the sweatwood was dry, the whole bow was almost finished, and it was only necessary to put the bowstring on.

Yan first tried the strength of the bow, he is now a four-fold body, and a pair of arms has a thousand catties of huge strength, but he almost used the strength of his whole body, and he can only bend the bow a little...

"It's very powerful!" Yan looked at this bow in amazement, the whole bow was just bent with the heart of the tree, there were no decorative patterns and patterns on it, it looked unpretentious, but this was indeed an out-and-out murder weapon.

Think about it, a thousand-year-old bow can shoot 3,000 meters, how far can a 1,400-year-old bow shoot?

Normal people's eyesight, even if they see one kilometer away, even if it is super good, even if it is the eightfold physical body realm, the monks of the Six Gods Realm have strengthened their eyesight, and it is blurry two kilometers away, who can see the attack two kilometers away?

Even if you are a monk in the Divine Realm, if you want to expand your Divine Sense to 3 kilometers away, you need to be extremely high!

"Childe, what about the bowstring?" Xiao Xi asked again.

"That's it!" Yan pointed to the other abandoned sweatwood.

Sweatwood fiber is an extremely tough silk thread, a few can be pulled out to act as a bowstring, and the rest of the heart of the tree is not waste, it can be sharpened into arrows, which is better than any other material.

The two worked hard all afternoon, making more than forty arrows and eight bowstrings.

Almost, enough!

Yan picked up his bow, aimed at a tree a kilometer away, and slowly tightened the bowstring.

Can't pull!

Xiao Xi looked at him nervously, he smiled reluctantly, and then puffed up his blood and qi, all injected into the muscles of his arms!

Squeak!

The whole bow was slammed open by him, and then Yan quickly let go of his fingers...

Shout!

The arrow appeared almost instantaneously where Yan was aiming, and it was only a few millimeters away from the target he had finally determined!

"Childe, you're so amazing!" Xiao Xi pounced suddenly.

"Don't make a fuss..."Yan pushed her away with difficulty, and then rubbed his arm...

It's too strenuous, he can only pull away once when he refills his qi and blood once, and after he pulls it, he can't keep his posture and aim at all, so he has to shoot out, otherwise he won't be able to hold on.

And with a single bow, his entire arm was run over by a steamroller, and he almost lost all his instincts.

But the results are also gratifying, a distance of one kilometer, the arrow only took about 0.6 seconds to reach the destination, and almost no offset, which calculates, the initial velocity of the bow and arrow shot out by Yan reached 1500m/s, more than 4 times the speed of sound!

This is still not a full bow!

"This kind of power should be enough!" Yan rubbed his fingers, even if the physical body realm is ninefold, and it is not steel and iron bones, there is no reason to be able to withstand such an injury!

After all, on earth, bullets with the same rate of fire are used for anti-tanks, even if the monk is strong, there is no reason to be more resistant than tank armor!

"I'm going to hunt the monks, too!" Yan said, "You guard the ship..."

"Ah, Childe, how long have you been practicing..."Xiao Xi said nervously.

"It doesn't matter..."Yan thought for a while, and then said: "By the way, don't tell anyone else, including your young lady, about making bows and arrows..."

"Hmm!" Faced with the two choices of Miss and Yan, Xiaoxi chose Yan without hesitation.

Yan gently rubbed Xiao Xi, thought about it, and said, "If I have a harvest, I will teach you to cultivate when I come back!"

"Huh?" Xiao Xi suddenly looked up, her eyes full of hope.

The clothes of the Blood Lotus Sect are really good, and the function of changing at will can be said to be a perfect camouflage suit...

Well, the name of camouflage clothing is more familiar to everyone in Geely clothing.

Yan turned his clothes into a camouflage suit and slowly climbed up the treetops.

There is still some distance between the location of the Blood Lotus Sect's release of the ship and the main battlefield, after all, the Blood Lotus Sect is a sect that everyone shouts at, no matter how bold Ying is, he can only stop the ship far away, and then disguise it before he can pass.

"This distance, there are still more than ten kilometers..."Yan squinted his eyes, and saw a young man wearing Zhou Tian Xingchen's purple ribbon robe jumping high, as if holding a piece of star in his hand, and smashed it towards another woman.

"Zhou Tianxing Luo Dao, Yuheng Xingzi?" Yan Xin said: "What about his opponent, Tianhe Daozi?"

He has already known the corresponding symbols of various sects, such as the Sun Moon Tianzong is the sun and moon pattern, the one with the Beidou Center Zhou Tian Xingchen map is Zhou Tianxing Luo Dao, and the one with the round spiral galaxy like the Milky Way is the Tianhe River, and he also knows the relationship between some sects.

For example, Zhou Tianxing Luo Dao and Tianhe Dao, because of their similar ideas, they have always had confrontation between the two sects.

Sun Moon Tianzong and Tianfei Palace are a pair of enemies, because Tianfei Palace is separated from Sun Moon Tianzong, Sun Moon Tianzong has always wanted to let Tianfei Palace return, but of course Tianfei Palace did not agree.

Yan watched silently for a while, and the ones who could appear in his field of vision were basically the leaders of various sects, and the geniuses who cultivated to reach the realm of divine powers generally had their own titles, such as the seven stars in Xingluo Dao, the one in Tianhe Road called Daozi, and the Sun Moon Tianzong called Prince and so on.

As for those who haven't reached the realm of supernatural powers, they generally can't fly yet...

Yan watched silently for a while, then climbed down the tree and began to approach the battlefield.