Three days later, the wind beam sect back the mountain.

"Brush—" A feathered arrow shot out in the air.

Chen Muzhi had already refined the Lingbao Bow, and at this time he was standing on the grass, holding a silver bow like a full moon, and practicing archery towards the grass target a hundred steps away.

Liang Wenxin and Mu Qingchen had just finished practicing, and they also came over to watch Chen Muzhi practice arrows at this time, and Shi Yunying was still in the morning class.

Liang Wenxin put his hand on the pergola, looked at the target in the distance, and praised in his mouth: "It's not bad, there is one shot next to the target." ”

Chen Muzhi rolled his eyes helplessly, took another arrow, and shot it, this time without Liang Wenxin's explanation, he could see the arrow passing from the right side of the target, a difference of 108,000 miles.

Liang Wenxin couldn't help laughing.

Chen Muzhi shot a few arrows indiscriminately, but except for a few butterflies that disturbed the grassland in the back mountain, there was no gain.

"What are you shooting? Take it! Mu Qingchen couldn't look at it, and snatched the silver bow.

"Brush, brush, brush—"

Before others could see what was going on, she had already shot three arrows at the target, forming a ring with a diameter of no more than an inch, and then looked at Chen Muzhi with a cold face.

Chen Muzhi's brows furrowed, "That's why I said before, this bow is given to you." ”

"I don't want it! I like close-quarters fighting, you can practice this bow for me! He threw his bow over as if he was a little angry, "I can't shoot the target today, so don't rest." ”

After saying that, he snorted lightly and turned to leave.

"What's wrong with my sister today?" Mu Qingchen came over and sent out a nameless fire, and Chen Muzhi was scolded and confused.

"In the morning, Elder Yan said that Yan Tieshan comprehended the opportunity to break through the eighth layer of Qi cultivation in the forbidden land, and then he was in a bad mood all the time."

"This ......" Chen Muzhi was also speechless.

Although he was angered, he was also hit.

"Hey, don't think about it too much, that Yan Tieshan's qualifications are already good, he is in his twenties, and it is unreasonable to delay the breakthrough, and it is also a coincidence this time."

Liang Wenxin glanced at Chen Muzhi's gloomy face, and couldn't help laughing, "It's been a few days, and you're still depressed because of the emerald white jade grass?" ”

Originally, Chen Muzhi was in the forbidden land of trials, except for the first few magic weapons, the rest of the beast crystals and materials were given to Lin Fengxing of the Qinglian Sect to take away.

These artifacts may be the only chance to be available for years, if not decades, to come.

The further you cultivate, the more spirit stones you spend, and if you don't have extra income, it's basically impossible to have extra money to afford extra magic weapons. As for the ones issued by the sect, they are not as good as these.

In the later stage of Qi training, you need to participate in the sect on duty, and sometimes you have to go far away, so you have to prepare a few good magic weapons on your body. Therefore, it is impossible to sell it unless it is absolutely necessary.

So in this way, it seems that Chen Muzhi, who has carried back a bag of emerald white jade grass, is very naïve.

The price of more than three hundred in total is less than two second-order spirit stones.

In the end, I didn't sell much, I sent some with Master Liang, kept some for myself, and gave some to Senior Brother Zhu Mingming, you can feed spirit beasts and spirit insects, or you can eat them yourself.

Then he changed some of the feathers of Zhenyun Goose from Senior Brother Zhu Mingming. He used the emerald white jade grass and exchanged some purple star arrow bamboo from Yu Lao. As for him, it doesn't matter if he uses it as a cuituan jade grass to deceive people.

The feathers of the Zhenyun goose are already good when they are used as the feathers of flying arrows. Senior Brother Zhu said that if there were four-winged eagle feathers in the future, he would also help him pay attention to them. Eagle feathers are naturally better than goose feathers, and there are also a few eagle falcons in the sect, but this Zhenyun Goose, although it has no attack ability, is only the highest grade among the birds in Tongshenyuan.

Chen Muzhi hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up the first-order eagle falcon feathers, and instead used the second-order Zhenyun goose feathers.

There were refining cultivators in the sect, so Chen Muzhi and Liang Wenxin invited them to the door, plus some small pill fruits, and the arrows were made that night, a total of fifty.

The feathers of the earth-shaking geese are used as arrow feathers, the purple star arrow bamboo is used as the arrow shaft, and the arrows are also made of first-order meteorite iron, which is refined by the refining monks. The materials are quite good, and it is called the Heaven-Shaking Star Chasing Arrow, which is worthy of a second-order curved bow.

However, this silver bow is exquisite and delicate, and when Chen Muzhi practiced archery the next day, he couldn't shoot the target at all, but today it was Mu Qingchen's target that must be hit.

Chen Muzhi remembered that when she met Zhao Ruyi, she also carried a vermilion curved bow.

Could it be that women are born with a talent for archery?

So Chen Muzhi wanted to give the bow and arrow to Mu Qingchen, but instead provoked a scolding and asked him to continue practicing.

"Actually, yesterday your sister still cared about you, and told me some of the essentials of archery, concentrate when sending arrows, hold your breath, three points and one line, be careful and steady, etc., and I don't know where to learn it."

"She already has the talent to practice martial arts, and she can get started with everything."

Chen Muzhi recalled that she had given the Xuanbing Flying Fork to Mu Qingchen before, and as soon as she got it, she danced into a snowflake, and with a casual throw, she nailed a fallen leaf fifty meters away.

"Don't you? No matter what the danger is, there's nothing you can't do. Liang Wenxin said dotingly.

"That was before......" Chen Muzhi blushed.

"You go back and learn more from your sister and master the tricks. Before, your defensive circle was not well placed, didn't you comprehend it after you clicked it? ”

Chen Muzhi realized something, calmed down, and thanked Liang Wenxin, "Thank you, master." ”

Chen Muzhi raised the bow, put the arrow on it, pulled the bowstring apart with a "squeak", took a deep breath, silently recited "three points and one line, hold your breath" in his heart, stared at the arrow of the sky-shattering star-chasing arrow, and aimed it at the bull's-eye. The moment his breath stopped completely, he let go, and the dark purple arrow shaft with golden spots scattered on it shot out like lightning. In an instant, Chen Muzhi seemed to see the trail of flight behind the arrow feather.

Hit the bull's-eye!

At noon, Chen Muzhi and Liang Wenxin went back to the thatched cottage in Lingtian together.

"Muzhi, I knew you could do it, and you could basically shoot the arrow target later."

"It's all taught by the master."

The two of them were very happy, and before they reached the cottage, they saw Mu Qingchen on the recliner outside the cottage, gently rubbing the collar with his hand, and the eyes and eyebrows on his face were crumbling.

Chen Muzhi and Liang Wenxin glanced at each other, thinking, "Could it be that the practice has gone mad?" ”

"Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" Liang Wenxin stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's not the broken bow yet, it shot too fast, and it hung up." Mu Qingchen rubbed it gently.

"Hahaha." Liang Wenxin couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pick her collar, "I'll take a look." ”

Chen Muzhi walked in slowly, and when he heard her words, he thought suspiciously, "Hung up?" What's hanging? ”

Mu Qingchen saw Chen Muzhi come in at this time, covered his collar, glared at Liang Wenxin angrily, stood up, and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to rest before you practice arrows?" ”

"You are sisters and brothers, what is there to taboo. Let me tell you, the arrow behind Mu is accurate. ”

Mu Qingchen gritted his teeth and didn't speak, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry.

Liang Wenxin stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder, "Okay, okay, let's go into the house first." He turned back to Chen Muzhi and said, "Muzhi, you can do something casually." He blinked.

"Okay, okay."

Liang Wenxin and Mu Qingchen entered the house talking in small words, and at this time, a black shadow jumped down from the top of the grass hall, which turned out to be the little black cat Moyu.

The spirit pigeon Xiaoling was taken away by the people of the Blue Lotus Sect before, and the ghost of a monk of the Wood Pole City Zhuji stayed inside.

According to the statement pursued by Zhou Chuwen Zhou of the Qinglian Sect, because the natal life of "Lu Qiaomei" is the golden-backed white stork, he can understand the "bird language".

And in the foundation that Fengliang Mountain can usually touch, the natal life of Liang Zhangmen and Liang Siyan, one is Linglong Tower, and the other has Xuanyuan Mirror, all of which have the power to suppress ghosts, so the spirit pigeon does not dare to approach at all.

When the spirit pigeon just left, Moyu looked for it for a day, and after Chen Muzhi "told" it about the matter, it stopped looking for it. However, he still won't accompany the practice like a spirit pigeon, and he just eats and sleeps when he is full on weekdays.

Chen Muzhi gently scratched its chin with his hand, and Mo Yu let out a small snoring sound comfortably. Chen Muzhi nodded its nose and began to prepare for cooking.

Mu Qingchen likes to eat fish, and in the water tank half-buried in the ground on one side of the cottage, a few silver spirit fish were raised, which were specially prepared for her.

In the past, Mu Qingchen focused on practicing, and he also ate Linggu Dan on weekdays, but since Chen Muzhi came back, he deliberately prepared some more riches for her.

After all, when you sit down and eat together, it's like a family.

As for Liang Wenxin, although the master had already opened the valley, eating was more for fun, Chen Muzhi thought about it, and still prepared a cold dish with a small danguo and honey for her.

The little black cat was lying on the armrest of the rocking chair, staring at Chen Muzhi with a pair of amber eyes.

After a while, Shi Yunying also returned, and the four masters and apprentices got together.

After eating, Mu Qingchen's attitude was obviously much better. Let Chen Muzhi try to shoot a few more arrows, and the shot was a few tree trunks not far away, with seventy or eighty steps.

This time, Chen Muzhidu was shot, and Shi Yunying's little palms were red.

"It's okay, I said I was going to give up before, but if I don't force it, it just won't work." Mu Qingchen nodded, and then praised herself for her good guidance, but this would mean that she would not touch the bow.

After that, he taught Chen Muzhi some small skills, and then asked Chen Muzhi to practice shooting 100 times a day.

"Another hundred times?"

"Or two hundred times?"

"A hundred times is fine, a hundred times is good."

After that, Liang Wenxin and Mu Qingchen took Shi Yunying to practice the sword, after all, the pseudo-Donghuang Sword was a second-order, for Shi Yunying, the consumption of spiritual power was too great, so it could only be used as a colleague of visualization for the time being. But after all, it is in line with her destiny, and Shi Yunying saw that under the teaching of the two "masters", she was about to reach the second layer of qi cultivation in a few days.

Chen Muzhi had just finished a round of shooting, and when he walked over to pull out the arrow, he looked at it with his eyes and thought that when he was eight years old, the first layer was not yet complete, and the current children were too powerful.

Dark purple feather arrows were shot at the arrow target in a mess, saying that it was an arrow target, but it was actually an unused pot lid. The arrows are sharp, they are all inserted into the planks, these arrows are all refined by the refining monks, and they will not be damaged after a few shots.

Chen Muzhi pulled up the arrow shaft one by one, which may be related to the material, even if the sacrifice has been refined, the arrow that flies out cannot be controlled like a flying sword.

Moreover, after brushing and shooting out, with his cultivation of the fifth layer of qi, it is impossible to control every one, after all, he is not the natal of ten thousand swords or sword boxes.

Ordinary Qi cultivators have a hard time simply controlling a flying sword, and their defense depends on the magic circle.

Those sword boxes and needle sacs are natal monks, no matter how many things are hidden in them, they only consume the spiritual power of one magic weapon, and they can command ten thousand swords with a single thought. Such a top-notch natal life, I can't envy it.

A nest of bees flew out of the woods looking for nectar.

"Perhaps, you can find Senior Brother Zhu to think of a way."