Pulling out a birch bow with one stone and two hundred catties is naturally no problem for these children who have already built a foundation, and even a few slightly older children repeatedly stretched the wooden bow several times to show their strong arms. Liu Mu did not reprimand this, but a faint sneer flowed from his face.

Soon everyone drew their bows and aimed them at him.

"Raise your head and chest, your spine like a dragon, and your feet are symmetrical. What about you, Liu Erleng, are you an eighty-year-old man with a hunchback?"

Liu Mu reprimanded loudly, constantly correcting everyone's posture with a bow.

Ugly listened to it and quickly adjusted his body a little, and did what Liu Mu asked, and after some adjustment, he felt that the bow in his hand was a little easier, but at the same time, because of this posture, his body needed to be tight, and he was even more wasted.

Soon he felt his arms begin to sore, and the bowstring in his hand kept trying to break free from his grasp and shoot out.

At the same time, the thumb of the right hand that was pulling the string was strangled by the thin bowstring.

"Wherever you look, give Lao Tzu attention and aim here. Willow's demonic voice rang out, pointing to his eyebrows.

Ugly quickly focused, his eyes fixed on his eyebrows.

By noon, the brightness of the dark sun had reached its peak, and the temperature had risen suddenly.

Fine beads of sweat began to appear on the children's heads, and at the same time, their arms began to be sore, but they did not dare to tremble in the slightest.

I thought there were a pair of wolf-sharp eyes staring at them tightly.

When Ugly felt that his arm was numb and uncontrollable, his heart moved. Two lines of blood appeared in his chest, wandering above his arms, emitting bursts of heat, regaining a little strength for his arms.

There was silence on the playground, and you could faintly hear the voice of Liu Huang on the other side, and the sound of a sonic boom.

At this time, Ah Chou could no longer feel the part below the shoulder, and the purple and black eyebrows of Liu Mu began to rotate and blacken, gradually becoming an abstract black vortex.

It was a real test of will and strength.

At this time, a child with a low head pierced into the sky, a piece of sweat gathered at the sideburns to form a crystal bead of sweat, he blinked vigorously but did not want the sweat to flow from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were stung for a while. As soon as his body relaxed, there was a soft 'poof' sound, and the arrow in his hand shot towards the willow wood.

The sound was like a fuse, and for a moment the sound of the bowstring striking the air rang out one after another.

Ah Chou was dizzy in his mind, heard a sound in his ears and then loosened his arm, and secretly said that it was not good in his heart.

I saw that Liu Mu didn't even move in the face of the rain of arrows that came from the fire, and even the expression on his face didn't change.

After a while, the arrows only grazed by his side, and after consuming a lot of body and energy, everyone's heads had already been thrown ten miles away. Only one wooden arrow shot steadily towards his left eye, but the next moment it was firmly grasped by a large steel hand, leaving only the tail of the arrow to hum and tremble.

"It's good, I can't even hold a bow, and I want to be a powerful pluto. Let's go back and eat your Eminem's milk as soon as possible, lest you lose your life. ”

He said that he walked towards everyone with a wooden arrow in his hand, and "popped" and hit them fiercely from the right.

"Let you be the first to shoot an arrow at Lao Tzu. ”

"You're aiming at me pretty well, do you want to take the opportunity to take revenge on me" The wooden arrow in his hand was aimed at a freckled child, and the only arrow that was fired at the willow just now was fired by him.

"Liu Yuan, you don't have a lot of strength, I asked you to draw the bow repeatedly. ”

"Liu Erleng, you hunchback Lao Tzu again, give me a straight up. ”

Soon Yanagi walked up to Ugly.

"You are the oldest here, and I thought you had some ability, but I didn't expect that even Liu Bites was not as good, at least he didn't miss the arrow. ”

A wind sounded, and the next moment Ah Chou felt a hot pain in his arms, he suddenly gasped, but the pain attenuated for a moment, and a strange force emanated from the place where he was beaten, constantly moistening his stiff arms, and the blood flow was much smoother.

After a few breaths, the strength of his arms suddenly recovered a lot.

"Hmph, from now on start shooting arrows for me, until I am full of straw men, accuracy and speed are not said with mouths, every qualified archer needs to shoot tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of arrows to cultivate. ”

After a while, all the arrows were piled up under their feet and shot at the straw man ten feet away.

The way of the bow is arguably the easiest and most difficult of all weapons. Even if an ordinary mortal can shoot arrows as long as he has two arms, he will also shoot arrows, draw the bow, aim, and let go. Anyone can do it, but it's not easy to really shoot arrows well, let alone hit a hundred zhang and shatter a mountain with an arrow, the legendary ancient bow god who can shoot through the stars.

Ugly drew his bow and aimed at the straw man, and after a breath. The bowstring made a 'whoosh' sound that broke through the air. The straw man is still there, but the arrow is gone.

With his eyesight, he couldn't catch the rules of fast-flying arrows.

Such a result is also expected by Ugly, not all people are born marksmen.

Hit the arrow again, draw the bow, and still miss.

Draw the bow

Draw the bow

......

Gradually, he seemed to find a feeling, and the bow in his hand seemed to come to life. Ugly felt the birch bow in his hand, took the arrow, and aimed. After a small sound, a striking black arrow was stuck in the straw man's shoulder, and the tail of the arrow was vibrating.

Although he was aiming at the head of a straw man.

Shooting the target for the first time, a sense of joy appeared in Ugly's heart, and he gradually liked this feeling.

Slowly, he was able to hit once of a dozen archery, and he touched his feet again but didn't want to touch the void. Before he knew it, he had shot out hundreds of black wood arrows.

......

"Okay, no one has a bow, go home, I'll just tell you, every archer succeeds after constant practice, so take time to practice when you go back, and I'll test your success in ten days." There will be rewards for those who have good grades, and as for the bad ones, you can think for yourself, tomorrow will teach basic knife techniques, so get out. ”

Ugly dragged his swollen arms and bloody thumbs back home with exhaustion.

After eating, he had an extra wrench in his pocket.

There is no pattern or color on the wrench, only a thin strangulation. It was during the meal that Liukin heard him throw him after learning archery to turn over the cabinet, and his exact words were 'waste utilization'.

In the afternoon, as usual, he and Apu practiced blood lines in the open space outside the courtyard.

Call!

After an hourglass, the practice of blood boiling gong ended, and the second blood line had already solidified a little. At the same time, he found that this skill could not be cultivated for too long without a large amount of meat, otherwise the energy in the body would be forcibly drawn out in the domineering blood boiling state, causing the qi and blood to be empty, not only would it not benefit but would cause damage.

At the same time, he can only practice the first action, (the first action of pretending to be forced was automatically ignored by Ah Ugly.) Wait until there are three blood lines before you can perform the second action.

In the narrow hut at night, he was slowly watching in the dim light with a medicinal animal skin in his hand.

The dark sun grew darker and darker, and finally the lights in the stone house flickered and fell into darkness.

I don't know when, a rippling moonlight suddenly appeared in the abdomen of Ah Chou, who was deep in sleep, which became more and more intense, gradually enveloping his whole body, and a golden light flashed over Ah Chou's figure and suddenly disappeared on the bed, leaving only a shallow sleep mark to prove that there were still people sleeping here just now.

Foggy expanses of fog. You can't see east and west, north and south, and you can't see up and down, left and right. Ugly stretched out his arm, and a wide white sleeve came into view.

He was wearing a loose long-sleeved white robe, which was beautifully made, without the slightest stitches and without any weight, like a legendary heavenly robe.

He touched the smooth fabric of the white robe, "Are you dreaming again?" But how can it be so real this time?" He didn't feel flustered at all about this situation, because since he came to Dead Leaf Village, he would often enter such a state, but in his previous dreams, there were two women, and the fragments were very vague and illusory.

It was the first time that such a real dream had appeared, and the white mist rolled down and retreated to all sides, revealing the exquisite gold bricks on the ground, and he stretched out his hand ** The cold and delicate touch came.

"It's not a dream," he said in horror, and the blood on his thumb was still there, and he was going to the wound, and a sharp pain hit him.

"Where am I? Is anyone there?" He shouted loudly, but unfortunately no one responded to him except for the thick white mist.

After half an hourglass, the panic in Ugly's heart gradually disappeared, and he realized that there was no danger here except for the white fog, and began to try to walk around.

......

White mist, or white mist, endless white mist, he didn't know how long he had walked, and he didn't know how far he was walking in that direction, and maybe even spinning in place.

Slowly he began to despair again, and if he couldn't find a way out, he would starve to death, and he would go crazy in the endless silence.

At this time, there was a trace of fluctuation in Ugly's numb pupils.

A little golden light was cast from the fog ahead.

He was shaken and ran towards the golden light.

Ugly stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

A splendid and splendid intrigue and a majestic building full of gold appeared in front of him.

The golden building is extremely tall, and the top is not visible at a glance. The yin and yang hollow carvings on it are immortal cranes and spirit apes, and the spiritual things such as Daotong fairy mountain gods and Qingluan are all lifelike and extremely charming.

The direction of the Golden Building is a pair of golden gates up to 100 meters, there is a plaque hanging on the door, which is very twisted and fluttering with the big words of 'Quartet Clean Building', a sense of elegance and leisure is projected from the word, and a clown looks at the heart of a handsome and dashing man who is holding the wine jar and drinking, and writes these words when the wine is at its most drunk.

He stretched out his hand and tried to push it towards the door, and the figure of the ugly under the hundred-meter gate was extremely small like an ant. Just when he was not hopeful, he felt a light hand press on the white mist.

The golden gate slowly opened.

While being surprised, Ugly was not only expecting what was behind the door? Could it be the two affectionate calls to him in his dream?