The Legend Of Shen Gongbao

Looking at the girl's stubborn eyes, Yu Duxiu sighed slightly, and stepped forward and rubbed Yu Shiniang's hair sideburns: "It's okay, my brother won't be that stupid. How can you get me?"

　　 Yu Shi Niang did not speak, but a pair of river water seemed to stare at Yu Duxiu, her eyes were reddish, and the mist filled it.

　　 Yu Duxiu is helpless. For this sister who has suffered countless sufferings from snacks, she really loves her so tightly that she can only surrender with her hands: "If you don't go, you don't go."

　　 Yu Shiniang sniffed when she heard the words, and said in a deep voice, "Don't you remember how the eighth uncle died?".

　　 Yu Duxiu was silent when he heard the words. Yu Duxiu's eighth uncle, he could not remember clearly, he seemed to be going into the mountains to hunt, but was bitten to death by the tiger demon, and never came back, so he left the two lonely siblings.

Seeing the patchy clothes on her body, the little girl's clothes are patched up and patched up, and the shoes are full of large and small patches. After reading it, Yu Duxiu feels sad. I really don’t know how such a thin body used to hold up. This home.

　　 "Don't worry" Yu Duxiu patted Yu Shiniang on the shoulder, and lifted the wooden barrel towards the river.

　　 He Shuiqingqing, Yu Duxiu is not in the slightest interest, but her legs are boringly splashing in the water and startled the fish in the distance to scatter.

"This is a world where demons are rampant. The immortals have already seen them. Will there be fewer demons and monsters?" Yu Duxiu muttered to herself, and then closed her eyes. The wisps of Ancestral Dragon's true blood gave Yu Duxiu a lot of supplements and mana in her body. Constantly surging, bringing up bursts of strong aura, the mana in the body twisted into a rope, like a dragon, roaring in its body, causing gusts of wind and rain.

　　 "Three Hundred Years of Mana" Yu Duxiu said to himself, no one thought that a strand of true dragon ancestral blood would have such a miraculous effect, not only promoted Yu Duxiu's fetal transformation, but also directly increased his 300 years of mana.

　　 Three hundred years of mana, it means that Yu Duxiu has saved three hundred years of hard cultivation and is one step closer to the Longevity Avenue.

　　 In the world of spiritual practice, the strength of monks is not the only one. It is the strength of supernatural powers that determines the superiority.

　　 Otherwise, even if you have ten thousand years of mana, you only have one tasteless spell, and you meet a monk who has practiced one hundred you, but his magical powers are against the sky. You can still beat the monks with ten thousand years of mana.

　　 Mana is the source, but supernatural power is the means.

“I’ve been fishing all day long. My brother and sister don’t want to be rich for the rest of their lives. I still have to join the Supreme Master, but I don’t worry about leaving my sister alone in the red dust. I have to follow it. It takes a long journey. Capital, my brother and sister only have some miscellaneous grains in exchange, so what kind of money is there to spend, now the only way is to go hunting in the mountains, and hunting well, only then can I sell it for a price as my brother and sister’s travel capital" said At this point, Yu Duxiu stood up and looked at the clear stream, and said: "I still need a strong bow. I have been in contact with the ancient martial arts family in the previous life. In that era of technological development, the so-called secrets of unspokenness have long been different. Secretly, no matter how powerful bows and arrows are, they can't be as good as bullets. If you make a strong bow, it will definitely help a lot."

With that said, Yu Duxiu began to wander around in the nearby woods. To make a strong bow requires good materials, otherwise it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. The best material for making a strong bow is the green bamboo that has gone through various secrets. Only after the method can a strong bow be made.

　　Although there are supernatural powers to call the wind and rain, but the manpower is limited after all. Once the supernatural powers are restrained, wouldn't it be dead.

　　 walked around, and Yu Duxiu found an old green bamboo that was almost a hundred years old before he walked far.

　　 The palm of his hand flicked gently, and Yu Duxiu said with satisfaction: "It's you."

　　 At night, Yu Duxiu carried the green bamboo, on which was a fish bucket.

　　 was still robbed of fish meat like yesterday. Seeing everyone walking back contentedly, Yu Duxiu said to a sturdy, dark-skinned man: "Uncle Li wait a minute."

　　 Uncle Li is the only blacksmith in the village. The knives and farm tools in the village are all made by Uncle Li.

　　 Uncle Li stopped when he heard the words, and two carps bounced in his hand, and then said: "What's wrong?"

　　 Yu Duxiu nodded when he heard the words, and hesitated a little: "I want to ask the uncle to help me build some gadgets. How about giving him two fish every day in the future?".

　　 Uncle Li's eyes lit up when he heard this: "What are you going to build?".

　　 Yu Duxiu showed white teeth: "I need arrows and a spear."

　　 Uncle Li frowned upon hearing this: "What do you want to build weapons for?".

　　 Yu Duxiu showed a harmless smile: "I have caught all the fish around here, and I have to go further if I want to fish, but it is not very safe, so I want some weapons to defend myself."

　　 Uncle Li nodded when he heard the words: "Come to my house in three days."

After 　　 finished speaking, Uncle Li turned and left.

　　 slowly carried everything home, Yu Shiniang was sitting on the door frame blankly, looking outside in a daze.

　　 "Ten Niang, I'm back," Yu Duxiu said.

　　 Yu Shiniang was clever, stood up and said, "Why is it so late today?"

　　 was talking, but it was a discourse: "What do you do with this green bamboo? This green bamboo is not only difficult to break, but also not burned. It not only takes time and effort, but also wastes effort."

　　 Yu Duxiu smiled mysteriously: "Is there still pigskin at home?".

　　 Yu Shi Niang nodded: "Naturally there is."

　　 "Go and fetch the pigskin" Yu Duxiu put down the things.

　　 Yu Shiniang was taken aback, then turned around and walked towards the house.

　　 Yu Duxiu was not in a hurry to eat dinner, but by the moonlight, he split the green bamboo and made some yam that he didn't know where he got, put them into the big pot in the yard, and began to boil them.

Seeing this, Yu Shiniang couldn't help but swallowed her saliva. She seemed to think of the various delicacies that her brother had made recently, and said with a smile on her small face: "Brother, what are you trying to make delicious? Can this bamboo be eaten? ".

　　 Yu Duxiu rolled her eyes, how can her little sister have a tendency to change to foodies.

　　 "This bamboo is for use, not for eating," Yu Duxiu explained patiently.

　　 Yu Shiniang screamed, she put down a pot of pigskins, squatting there to watch Yu Duxiu busy.

　　 Putting some herbs and pigskin together and soaking them in clear water, Yu Duxiu just breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's eat."

　　 There was no word for a night, and the next day Yu Duxiu told Yu Shiniang not to break the flame in the stove before leaving.

　　 After the bamboo has been boiled for two days, the water in the pot has changed color and turned dark green. Yu Duxiu took out the finished bamboo and began to bend it in the shape of a strong bow.

　　 The color of bamboo changed from dark green to light yellow. It was **** with straw ropes by Yu Duxiu, then sealed to cover the sun, and let it dry in the shade.

If ordinary bamboo has been boiled for two days, it would have deteriorated long ago, but after the transformation of the herbs that Yu Duxiu put in, it has a finishing touch ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ On the third day, Yu Duxiu early Back in the village, he walked towards the blacksmith Li Shu's house with two fishes. Before he got even closer, he heard the clanging and clanging sounds, and a scorching air rushed toward the road from outside the gate.

　　 "Uncle Li is there?" Yu Duxiu said, standing outside the door.

　　 "Solo show, come in" Uncle Li's voice came from the courtyard.

Entering the house, what you see is a basin of charcoal fire and a blacksmith’s felt table. Uncle Li is wheeling a hammer in his hand, constantly beating an iron block. When Yu Duxiu comes in, the blacksmith puts down the hammer in his hand. The towel on his chest wiped his sweat: "Come with me."

　　 Yu Duxiu put down the fish in his hand, followed the blacksmith into the house, but saw that most of the house was farm utensils, as well as some items such as hatchets, which were slightly sharp.

　　 In a corner, the blacksmith pulled a cloth bag and slammed it down. Dozens of shimmering arrows fell on the ground: "Look how."

　　 Yu Duxiu heard the words and took the arrow in his hand, and said: "Not bad."

　　 This arrow has just been cast and has not been opened yet. The owner of the arrow needs to do it himself.

　　 Turning the corner, the blacksmith pointed to a spear on the table and said, "See if you are satisfied?".

　　 Yu Duxiu heard the words and grabbed the spear in his hand, and the spear shook violently, instantly roaring.

　　 "Although this spear is good, it is lighter, which makes it difficult to handle" Yu Duxiu frowned.

The blacksmith's eyes widened: "At the beginning of making fine steel, I thought that you shouldn't be too heavy at a young age, but I don't want your kid to be a freak. These big guns weighing tens of catties can move freely~www.wuxiaspot .com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.;