North Forest City, fifteen miles to the south, there is a river bay. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dangerous water is surrounded by twists and turns, the river is wide and the water is quiet, the sand is clear, the grass is delicious, and the fallen leaves are colorful.

Elk yoyo, wild geese flying, beasts infested, vibrant, it is the autumn hunting ground of Beilin City.

On that day, the sky was still hazy, Qingyang bathed and washed, dressed in formal clothes, and led Zhong Bo and the Qing family's private army of 12 people to come to this hunting ground early.

At this time, almost all of the 126 families in Beilin City came to Qi, the soldiers were impressive, the voices were boiling, and there were majestic and brave warriors everywhere, and ministers wearing armor and armor.

Uncle Zhong is nearly tall and stands out from the crowd.

Whenever they saw the arrival of the Qing clan, especially Qingyang himself, many of the Shilord lords showed a look of surprise, obviously Qingyang was attacked, everyone knew that no one stepped forward to inquire about the strange place.

Qingyang closed his eyes and recuperated, as if this kind of human warmth did not affect his mood in the slightest.

When the red sun rises, the hour is three quarters.

The city lord and the middle doctor Cheng Yu, together with Doctor Ye, Doctor Fei, and the two deputy city lords, came together, and the five hundred city guards and three private armies followed, and the array was clear.

Doctor Cheng, Chinese New Year's Eve, is dressed in a crown, with a white beard, a handsome demeanor, but his expression is not angry and arrogant.

Facing the east, he sat on the main seat, looked around at the surrounding scholars, and slowly spoke: "Rites say: All the political affairs of the country, you rely on the knights, so that they can cultivate virtue and learn the Tao, learn in spring, and shoot in autumn, and advance and retreat in order to test their arts."

Shan Bucai, on the order of the king, presided over this year's Yanli shooting, where the North Forest City 120 knights, will be clear to the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, and strive to make meritorious contributions to the country, the king will repay it to Juelu. ”

"The righteousness of this monarch and his ministers!"

One hundred and twenty knighted lords knelt down in unison.

Qingyang was in the middle of it, well-dressed and polite, and there was nothing wrong with it, and he felt like he was participating in a fun game.

Yan Li, the righteous gift of the monarch and the minister.

Cheng Dafu presided over on behalf of the people, before shooting righteousness, you need to go to the township to drink righteousness, the order of respecting the elders and the young, and the princes are a family, and everyone pushes me to let go, so that there is a harmonious atmosphere.

Qingyang sneered in his heart, if he was a knight like a brother, he would not be killed by the blood of the red ghost and no one would pay attention to it, he speculated that behind the red ghost department, at least a knighted lord was used as a cover, and he had to be strong.

When I was bored, I looked around, and found that there was a very interesting person next to me, a black and thin lord in his forties, who took advantage of the fact that everyone around him was drinking with each other, grabbing a few large pieces of dried meat on the knighthood case.

When Dr. Cheng, Dr. Ye, and Dr. Fei humbly conceded wine to each other, this guy also secretly grabbed a lot of Guozhen on his own case.

Qingyang held back a smile and pretended not to see it.

It wasn't until the black and thin lord grabbed several handfuls, and a few plates of fruits and preserved meat were obviously nearly half missing, that he found Qingyang smiling at him, so he was embarrassed to stop.

"Township drinking righteousness, the importance of etiquette, Your Excellency is like this, it is not a loss of etiquette!" Qingyang laughed softly.

"Shit's disgrace, when did Xing Guo establish a country with this thing?

The black thin lord snorted disdainfully, probably feeling a little embarrassed to catch Qingyang Guozhen and preserved meat.

He explained in a low voice: "Xing Guo has been based in the Northern Wilderness for 800 years, and he has been able to restore the country twice after destroying the country.

Qingyang nodded, he also felt that Yan Li's purpose was very good, but it was already a formality, just looking at the attitude of those knights towards him, it could explain the problem.

"Doctor Ye is staring at you!"

The black thin lord reminded in a low voice, but he was already sitting upright, and he seemed to be observing etiquette more than anyone else.

Originally, no one paid attention to him, and he could chat with the black and thin lord next to him for a while, but he didn't expect Doctor Ye to stare at him with a blank face, Qingyang had no choice but to sit on the back of the case, and guessed in his heart, could it be because of Ye Mengqiu's hard work to continue his life?

Finally, the township drinking uprising ended, and Dr. Cheng ordered the shooting to begin.

Qingyang found that sure enough, people can't look good.

These lords, all of them are cultivators above the realm of the Nine Rank Force, and now he has more than 300 catties of strength, and he is still the lowest cultivator among the people.

From the Zhongcheng clan, the Dongmen clan, the Nanqiu clan, and the Beiyang clan, these top in Beilin City, the veteran sergeant knighted the beginning, with the title of humility, age and tooth order, hundreds of knights held Tong bows in turn.

Soon it was Qingyang's turn, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became weird.

The originally noisy scene was quiet almost instantly, and everyone turned their eyes on Qingyang.

Doctor Cheng also saw that everyone was different, and asked, "The Qing family starred in shooting, why are everyone dumbfounded?"

"City Lord, there is a hidden ・・・・・・ in this matter"

On the right side of the bench, Doctor Ye's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Sergeant Qingyang, three days ago in Beilin City, he was killed by the blood of the red ghost, and he was lucky to save his life, I'm afraid he won't be able to shoot!"

"I'm just afraid that the young master of the Qing clan has shallow skills, so I don't dare to embarrass myself in front of the middle doctor!" Suddenly, in the crowd of scholars, a sergeant was knighted and laughed loudly.

There are many loud ridiculers around the crowd!

On the deputy seat on the left, Doctor Fei raised his hand to stop these people, and said to Doctor Cheng: "The young master of the Qing clan has suffered this catastrophe, I am really worried about it, if he can't shoot in autumn, it is better to play martial arts!"

Doctor Fei's words seem to be for Qingyang's considerations, but he really harbors evil intentions.

Tong bow archery, the Qing family can teach, swordsmanship must be guided by a famous teacher, where has Qingyang learned what swordsmanship.

Doctor Cheng frowned, the Red Ghost Savage Wizard, he knew about the stealth in Beilin City, and he also knew Fei Zhong's bad intentions.

After pondering for a moment, he bowed his jaw and asked, "Sergeant Qingyang, Yan Li shoots righteousness, the monarch is important, can you shoot?"

Qingyang naturally knows that this is a good time to brush up on impressions in front of everyone.

Immediately got up and said solemnly: "Doctor Zhong, the monarch divides the secretary of the country to guard the Quartet, and the secretary doctor reports to the monarch with bravery, and protects the country! Ordinary and incompetent people, how can they protect the peace of one side? Qingyang can shoot!"

Doctor Fei smiled and glanced at Doctor Ye.

Doctor Ye's face is not good-looking, and the Qingyang in his impression is simply synonymous with waste.

Now that he has a big package, he simply doesn't know what to do, and he is too lazy to stop it.

The bow of the righteous tong is prepared by the city guards.

When Qingyang took the Tong bow, his face changed slightly, and he noticed the smug look of the city guard.

Touch it carefully, this Tong bow is a little thicker than the Tong bow used by other scholars, and if you try it slightly, it has a strength of nearly 500 catties.

The other lords of the feudal lords are all above the realm of Jiupin Force, at least a thousand catties of strength, five hundred catties of Tong bow, easy to pull away, but Qingyang everyone knows that the body is weak, let alone five hundred catties of Tong bow, even fifty catties of him can't pull it away.

"Hmph, it seems that there are also people in the city guards who are not good for me, who is the instigator?" Qingyang calmly calculated in his heart, but he didn't worry too much.

He urged the power of the stars in his soul to quench his body with all his might, and with every step, the power of the stars was quenched by one point.

When he walked fifty steps away from the arrow target, the spirit and spirit of his whole body broke through again, and his strength exceeded five hundred catties, and he barely opened the bow.

"The bow, Gong Ye, is the humble of weapons, how can it be used by villains?"

Qingyang snorted coldly, the lower plate was stable, the waist exerted force, pulled the bow and arrows, and gradually pulled most of it away.

"Huh? Don't they all say that the young master of the Qing clan is stupid and cowardly, and has never practiced? It seems that the rumors cannot be believed!"

Doctor Cheng was slightly surprised, looking at the look of the city guards, but there was a slight chill, the city guards were too deeply affected by others.

Qingyang was able to open a five-hundred-pound Tong bow, Doctor Fei's face turned dark, and Doctor Ye's expression was relaxed, but he was extremely surprised.

"Shoot!"

As Qingyang drank softly, the mulberry arrows shot out like lightning, and were firmly inserted in the red heart of the arrow target.

Fifty steps, all three arrows hit the same position.

Qingyang retreated to a hundred paces away, and three arrows hit the red heart one after another, forming a plum blossom shape with flowers blooming in the center, and the essence of archery surpassed all the lords present.

"Even if you can penetrate lice in a hundred steps, after all, your body is weak and weak, and you can't even shoot through the arrow target, but the tricks are just beautiful!"

The sergeant who had satirized Qingyang before was knighted, and he spoke up again to mock.

With the strength of this person's eight-rank warrior realm, his strength can reach thousands of catties, and he is naturally qualified to look down on five hundred catties of strength.

However, before the words fell, the arrow target shot by Qingyang slowly cracked from the center, and then shattered into a seven-petaled uniform wooden block and fell to the ground.

It was a sturdy iron and wood target, and everyone fell silent for a while.