Chapter 293 The power of the divine bow
Excellent quality!
Previously, the evaluation of Taikoo Purple Gold Wood was already very good, surpassing that of Xuan Bing, but now it has obviously been upgraded again.
"Although I'm not sure which level the perfect one represents, it must be the holy weapon level at the very least." Jiang Lin's eyes flashed, staring at the branch in his hand: "Is it possible... to reach the level of a divine weapon?"
"It's not difficult to confirm. If you pile the Chaos Heavy Arrows into Yuan Weapons, you will naturally know which level this evaluation belongs to."
Jiang Lin glanced at the arrow basket next to him, which was full of hundreds of high-grade Xuanbing Chaos heavy arrows.
It's a pity that the materials in hand are no longer enough to support the promotion to lower-level Yuan soldiers, so they can only wait for Yu Shuai to send them materials.
I don’t know how the frontier troops are doing with their collection now. With millions of soldiers collecting materials together, it should be very fast, right?
After all, many camps that have been fighting on the frontier for many years have come back this time, and they must have captured a lot of good things.
Jiang Lin thought this, and then took the tendons of the fifth-grade Yin-Yang ancient rhinoceros monster and threw them into the Hengyu furnace for burning.
[Material quality improved by one percent]
【Material quality improved by 5%】
【Material quality improved by 10%】
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While Jiang Lin was working hard to improve the quality of the monster tendons, at the Guiyuan Camp of the 48th Battalion in Kyoto, several gatekeepers flew in and the camp door was kicked open by a big foot.
Zheng Qiran walked happily into the Guiyuan camp with hundreds of military attachés, and shouted happily: "Is there anyone alive? Come out quickly, I want to borrow something from you!"
The general from the Guiyuan camp walked out of the camp. When he saw this, he suddenly looked gloomy and said: "What are you borrowing, Mr. Zheng, to mobilize the troops like this?"
There was a huge crowd outside the camp, and no one knew how many people had gathered, so the general did not dare to act rashly.
After all, they are just a garrison guarding Kyoto. Although their combat power is not low, it is not comparable to the frontier troops who have been fighting outside all year round.
Especially Zheng Qiran's Zhenshuo Camp now has fourth-grade weapons among all its members. Looking at the 48th Battalion in Kyoto, no one can have such luxurious equipment.
Zheng Qiran took out a bag and threw it in front of the general, and said with a smile: "I will borrow some materials, not much, a hundred types that are not repeated. I will pay you back when I have enough money next year."
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The ginseng general was shaking with anger, a hundred non-repetitive materials? I have to wait until next year to pay back the remaining money. Isn't this a clear sign of defaulting on the debt?
And where can he find a hundred non-repetitive materials?
"Master Zheng, I can get you twenty or thirty kinds of materials, but a hundred kinds..."
Before the general had finished speaking, Zheng Qiran had already picked up the knife in his hand and said with a ferocious face: "If you insult our border troops, even if they are beaten to the Golden Palace, I will be justified! If you don't give me an explanation today, We were covered in blood on the spot!”
The general at Guiyuan Camp was stunned for a moment: "When did I insult the border troops?"
"You said that twenty or thirty kinds of materials were cobbled together. Doesn't that mean that our border troops are also a ragtag group of people who cobbled together things here and there? It's a huge insult. I, the Zhenshuo Camp, will fight you to the death!"
A group of border military attachés behind them drew their weapons and shouted: "We will fight until we die!"
The generals at Guiyuan Camp took a breath of cold air, your mother, are you so unreasonable?
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At the Yulin Camp, the camp door was also kicked open. A frontier army staff general held a long knife and shouted: "I came back from the Chihuo Camp, why no one came to congratulate me? I look down on the frontier troops, right?" Come out here, you will die or I will live today!”
At the Qidong camp, dozens of border military attachés, led by the general, looked ferocious: "I drank a cup of tea five years ago, and I still haven't paid it back to this day. I took the money and paid it back for 200 kinds of blacksmithing materials. It's so slippery. Otherwise, don’t blame me for messing with you!”
Lingyue Camp, Tianhai Camp...
At least a dozen garrison camps were looted today. No, it should be said that they came to collect debts.
The reasons are varied, but the attitude is very consistent.
If you have to give something, if you don’t give it, then have a fight!
The fights between the border troops are not just bare-knuckle fights on the streets, they are really fighting you with swords, guns and sticks.
A broken head or bloodshed is a trivial matter, but if it's not done right, it could lead to death.
However, the Ministry of War has never cared about this kind of thing, and only those who survive are qualified to file a complaint.
In this case, who is willing to fight with the border troops who do not take their lives seriously and seek death?
For a moment, all the garrison camps that had not yet been approached were trembling, and the pack of jackals from the border army ran out to look for food...
A large amount of silver and materials were transported to the South Blacksmith Camp.
Commander-in-Chief Cai Xingchang took the order from a staff general, took one look at it and scolded him: "Only twenty-eight kinds of ingredients? What the hell are you doing to eat and they won't give it to you? If you don't give it to me, won't you scare him?" Isn’t he afraid? Why don’t you kill him?”
"Yu Shuai's military order requires each camp to hand in at least sixty-five kinds of materials. Do you want to die, or do you want me to die?"
"Zhenshuo Camp has handed over dozens of kinds before, and now I don't say a difficult word anymore. You are chatting with me here."
"Go away, show me this thing again, and I'll pluck your head off!"
The general was so scolded that he was so scolded that after leaving, he called the whole camp together without saying a word and headed straight to a garrison camp.
He looked murderous, as if he was about to go into battle to kill the enemy.
For a time, the area around Kyoto was in turmoil and tragic.
Jiang Lin didn't know that his deal with Yu Shuai actually started with the looting of the garrison camp. At this moment, he had already taken out the animal sinews from the Hengyu furnace.
The tendons of the fifth-grade Yin-Yang ancient rhinoceros monster were originally black in color, but now they are burnt to a white color.
It's said to be animal tendon, but it's as hard as an iron rod, and it can kill someone directly if you swing it.
Jiang Lin glanced at the information about the animal tendon.
[Beast sinew of very good quality, strength +32, flexibility +38, with an immediate effect. 】
Jiang Lin was pleasantly surprised. The quality was very good?
This information made him almost certain that the branches of the Ancient Purple Gold Wood were at least the level of divine weapons!
The treasured weapons are acceptable, the spiritual weapons are good, the mysterious weapons are better, the yuan weapons are very good, the holy weapons are excellent, and the divine weapons are excellent. They are completely matched!
Jiang Lin immediately took the branch of the ancient purple golden tree. Even though he had seen many good things, he was still a little excited now.
After all, it is a material of divine weapon grade. How many people in the world can see it?
Even Yu Shuai, who planted the ancient purple golden tree in his courtyard, has probably never seen it.
Because this branch was originally only a holy weapon, but after being burned by the Hengyu Furnace and Level 10 Furnace Fire, its quality improved by more than twice, and it was promoted to the level of a divine weapon.
Theoretically speaking, this is the only ancient purple golden wood in the world that has reached the level of a divine weapon, even its original form is far inferior.
Jiang Lin took the animal sinew over and was about to hang it on the branch of the ancient purple gold tree when he saw a bright sun rising. The animal sinew suddenly curled up as if it had seen a natural enemy.
"Huh?" Jiang Lin's expression was cold. With a thought in his mind, a small red fire spirit snake gathered in his palm and swatted towards the branches of the ancient purple gold wood.
Snap——
With a soft sound, the bright sun was shattered into pieces, and a faint cry came from somewhere, like the aggrieved child who had been slapped after playing too much.
Huo Jing has natural restraint on these materials. It's like a father beating his son, very casually.
When the animal tendons were tied up again, there was not much to do. The tips of the branches even rolled up, actively tightening the animal tendons.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Lin immediately understood that this branch was probably spiritual like the main body.
And to a certain extent, it may be stronger than the original spirituality of the ancient purple gold wood. After all, the main body is only at the level of a holy weapon, but the branches have already reached the level of a divine weapon.
With the active cooperation of the branches, making the big bow is extremely simple, and Jiang Lin hardly needs to do any rest.
When the branches and the beast's tendons tightened on each other, a roar of the giant beast was heard in the void, and the bright sun rose again.
But this time, Jiang Lin did not reach out to pat it away, but walked out of the blacksmith shop holding the big bow that exuded dazzling light.
Looking at the blazing sun in the sky, Jiang Lin saw a magical glow of gold and fire flowing in his eyes. He raised the big bow, held the bow body with one hand, and pulled the animal tendon with the other.
Ho——
With a soft drink, the beast's tendons were slowly pulled.
It is a sixth-grade monster beast muscle, and its toughness has been increased by 32 points, making it quite difficult to pull.
But Jiang Lin could clearly feel that every time he pulled a little more, the strength of the bow string feedback would nearly double.
With his current second-level divine martial realm, his strength is several times stronger than that of the same realm, and his brute force can only pull about one-tenth of the bowstring.
Until his arms began to tremble, Jiang Lin knew that this was the current limit, so he let go.
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It was no longer the "clang" sound of the past, but an explosion like shattering the void.
The space in front of him instantly seemed to be cut open by something, shooting straight into the sky and shooting towards the blazing sun.
Not only the people in the Southern Blacksmith Camp were shocked, but even Yu Shuai, who was standing in the courtyard of the Kyoto City Marshal's Mansion, couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the clear trace across the sky in amazement.
"What is that?" Yu Shuai's face was full of astonishment.
The branches of the ancient purple golden tree next to it moved slightly. If Jiang Lin were here, he could feel a trace of doubt.
The original body is a holy weapon, but he feels the aura of a divine weapon from the same source. Where does it come from?
Not only Yushuai Mansion, but also Shang Yusi on the west side of Kyoto City.
A middle-aged man stepped out of the house and looked up at the trace heading towards the scorching sun, with a strange look in his eyes.
"Magic weapon?"
Inside the palace, the royal study.
The man with a majestic face and an extremely domineering aura, wearing a golden dragon robe, raised his head slightly.
An old eunuch next to him immediately turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he said coldly to a guard: "Ask the Internal Affairs Secretary to find out where it came from."
"Yes." The guard, who had at least the eighth level of Yuanwu realm, lowered his head and retreated slowly.
Department of Internal Affairs, Ministry of War...
The experts from all the powerful departments all raised their heads to look high in the sky at this moment, and were shocked by this trace with a terrifying aura.
Jiang Lin didn't know that he had attracted so many people's attention just by trying out a new bow and arrow.
He raised his head and watched the traces getting further and further away until they disappeared from sight.
You know, his current vision is enough to clearly see the trajectory of a fly tens of thousands of meters away.
As for the limit of field of vision, it is even further.
Moreover, his subtle perception let him know that the power had not dissipated and was still moving forward.
I don't know how long it took before this connection gradually disappeared.
Jiang Lin silently counted the time, and couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.
"At least more than ten thousand miles!" Jiang Lin's heart surged as he stared at the blazing sun in the sky, which seemed to remain unchanged.
This is only one-tenth of the expansion. How much stronger would it be if it were fully expanded?
I'm afraid it won't be a hundred thousand miles!
Jiang Lin didn't know how big the world was. After all, a Daqian was at least tens of thousands of miles away from south to north.
And if this bow is fully drawn, you can stand at one end of the big stem and shoot directly to the other end.
Too strong!
Jiang Lin stroked the bow with some joy: "Is this the power of the divine weapon level? It's really powerful."
The bow's body was warm and its string trembled slightly, as if in response to his compliment.
"If it is fully drawn, it is almost like the bow and arrow held by the great god Hou Yi that I heard about." Jiang Lin thought slightly: "Master Qi said that there was a Holy Spirit arrow that could kill enemies thousands of miles away. This bow and arrow are much stronger than the Holy Spirit arrow... In myths and legends, there is Kua Fu who can cross mountains with one step and cross rivers with one step. Why don’t we call you Zhuri Gong.”
The bow suddenly became a little hotter, as if he was happy for the name.
Jiang Lin smiled faintly and said: "It's a pity that I don't know how to incorporate other materials into Qimu at the moment, otherwise your level can be improved further. Don't worry, as my skills improve further, maybe one day you can become a Taoist soldier. .”
The bow string trembled slightly and made a crisp sound.
The sun-chasing bow exuded bright golden light, getting brighter and brighter, and Jiang Lin could feel the extreme joy.
He even had a feeling that he had an inseparable connection with this magical bow, and even if it was lost, he could fly back by himself.
As expected of a good spiritual treasure, Jiang Lin laughed heartily, but what was holding him back now was the Chaos Heavy Arrow of the high-grade Xuan Weapon grade.
At this moment, there was a sound from the entrance of the South Blacksmith Camp.
Jiang Lin turned around and saw a large number of carriages filing in, full of things.
The leader is Cai Xingchang, the commander-in-chief.
Jiang Lin hurried over, bowed his hands and said, "Master Cai."
Cai Xingchang looked at the sun-chasing bow in his hand, which had shrunk in light, and felt the terrifying aura contained in it. After taking a deep breath, he asked: "Just now, from the direction of the South Blacksmith Camp, an unparalleled force shot straight into the sky. I wonder if it has something to do with Lord Jiang?”
Jiang Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally confessed. After all, such a big news could not be hidden from anyone.
"It was the branches of the ancient purple gold wood given by Yu Shuai and the tendons of the fifth-grade monster beast given by Master Zheng that made this big bow." Jiang Lin said.
Cai Xingchang's face was full of surprise. He took Jiang Lin to get the ancient purple gold wood, so he naturally knew what this thing was capable of.
However, I have never heard of such a terrifying divine bow being made.
The aura just now was obviously the power of a divine weapon.
"Master Jiang's bow... what grade is it?" Cai Xingchang asked.
Jiang Lin shook his head and said: "I'm not sure, maybe it's a holy soldier."
The sun-chasing bow bounced slightly in his hand, as if he was unhappy.
How could a mere holy soldier be compared with himself?
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