Chapter 160 A mountain is higher than a mountain
This is a competition.
Uro has been looking forward to it for a long time.
It’s just that in the few days before entering Worm Valley, we were not very familiar with each other.
So even if you are eager to give it a try, it is still difficult to open your mouth.
Worried about scaring a group of guests from afar.
You can only forcefully suppress your thoughts.
But today was different. Taking advantage of his happiness and downing several bowls of strong wine, Wu Luo could not hold back and immediately proposed a competition to a group of people.
Although he is not old.
But because I have been wandering in the dense forest for a long time, I have been dealing with all kinds of wild animals.
The sense of danger is extremely keen.
In a group of people.
Except for Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle, they can’t see through.
In his opinion.
The only stall in Kunlun.
Yuan Hong, Hong girl, Lao Yangren, Hua Ling, Zhang Yunqiao and others followed closely behind.
Those guys are a little bit worse.
But even so, every single item is picked up by a first-class expert.
Among these people, the only one who made him hesitate was Yuan Hong.
Because he always covered his face with a black scarf, the dragon never saw its head or tail. So far, he has never seen his true face.
I can only get a rough idea.
Short in stature, shaped like an ape.
But the breath between movement and stillness cannot be hidden.
He is as ferocious as a tiger or leopard in the mountains.
It was precisely because of this that he became more and more confused and couldn't see his origin clearly.
Among everyone, the one he most wanted to fight was Kunlun.
Some time ago, I even asked him for some punches and kicks.
What a pity.
He has a dull personality and is not a competitive person.
So, Uluo could only do the next best thing and find an old foreigner.
The two were similar in age, and both were good at bow and string skills. When they talked before, they had a lot of experience in hunting, so they were perfect rivals.
Take a deep breath.
Uluo's blood burst out, and he opened the horn bow in his hand.
There are more than ten villages of different sizes in Zhelong Mountain.
But when it comes to archery, he Wuluo doesn't look down on anyone.
The ox-horn bow in his hand was left by his ancestors in the village. It had been enshrined in the ancestral temple. Among his generation, he was the only one who could draw it.
That’s why he is qualified to inherit the big bow.
Over the years, Uluo has lived up to expectations and hunted countless wild animals with that horn bow.
The sacrifice to heaven three years ago.
He even went to Mengla Village and beheaded five people with his own hands.
When the two sides fight, they almost always kill with one arrow.
After this, his fierce reputation spread throughout the Nineteenth Village of Zhelong Mountain.
Because of that great victory, Mengla Village did not dare to invade again.
All kinds of things.
How could Uro not be extremely confident?
He slowly took out a long arrow from the quiver behind him.
Stretch the bow and set the arrow.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
The finger holding the arrow tail relaxed slightly.
There was only a whooshing sound, and the long arrow shot through the air instantly, shooting down a string of copper bells hanging under the eaves.
"Okay!"
"Uro is good at archery!"
Seeing this scene.
A burst of cheers erupted from the surrounding Maluzhai villagers.
See this situation.
Uro couldn't hide his excitement on his face.
This arrow is definitely above his average level.
The haystack was not selected.
But a copper bell.
I also want to be a blockbuster.
Let your opponent retreat when faced with difficulties.
Grinning, Uluo touched a bow string with satisfaction, and then looked at the figure not far away to one side.
In his heart, although the old foreigner is not bad, there is still a big gap between him and himself.
It’s just...
I just glanced at it from the corner of my eye.
An astonishing buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his ears.
It is like a sound that breaks through the sky, making people shudder.
Wuluo's eyes widened and he stared at the Qinchuan Bow in the old foreigner's hand.
Among the dozens of people in the group, he was the only one who used a bow, so he had long been on his radar.
As a person who is good at shooting.
The strength and weakness of a bow, as well as its quality, can be seen almost at a glance.
The bow of the old foreigner was four feet and three inches tall, with iron wood as the arm and big tendons as the string. It cost at least thirty stone.
For ordinary people, such a strong bow is difficult to reach to the sky just by pulling it open, let alone fighting.
He wanted to try it before.
But...
The bow is the life of the archer.
How can it be easy for others to get started with?
Just like himself, he has never left his body.
But this did not hinder his understanding of the Qinchuan Bow.
I thought that the old foreigner was thin and not too outstanding except for his appearance. He could only draw such a strong bow for half a month at most.
Unexpectedly.
The idea just arises.
He pulled Qinchuan's bow to the full moon without any effort.
It’s different from his absentmindedness.
The old foreigner seemed to have never heard of it, but he was very familiar with how to draw a bow, nock an arrow, and then pull the bow string.
Whoosh!
A thunderous sound of breaking wind.
The arrow shot out like smoke.
Uluo's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head, his eyes desperately chasing the arrow shadow, trying to see through its trajectory.
Just...
That arrow is too fast.
Like lightning.
Shuttle through the air.
It is almost impossible to catch its traces with the naked eye alone.
Seeing this, Uro's mind suddenly sank to the bottom of his heart.
If you can't even see your opponent's arrow clearly, how can you compete?
Until... a loud bang came, Uluo's eyes widened, and then he saw that the arrow was also aimed at the eaves, but it was an ancient tree rising from the ground behind the eaves. Tree.
To be more precise.
It was a tree rat that passed quickly from the tree.
One arrow pierces the sky.
The tree rat instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
Looking from afar, blood mist was splashing everywhere, and the long arrow sank into the ancient tree, leaving only the tail of the arrow outside, still making an aggressive trembling sound.
"This..."
See this scene.
The clearing in the village suddenly became silent.
A group of people were stunned, and they were even more shocked than if they had hit a ghost in broad daylight.
The two places are separated by at least 150 meters.
Thirty stone strong bow, not only kills a running tree rat with one arrow, but also has enough energy to penetrate the tree body.
What kind of archery is this?
For generations, the ancestors of Maluzhai have lived a life of slash-and-burn farming and hunting. For them, bows and arrows are the way to make a living.
Everyone in the hunting team is a master of archery.
And Uro was able to defeat the rest and become the best among the younger generation.
As you can imagine, he is very skilled in archery.
If it wasn't like this, the previous arrow wouldn't have been so accurate.
But...
Comparing one person with another will lead to death, and comparing goods with others should be thrown away.
As long as you have eyes, you can tell which of the two is better in archery.
“Good archery!”
Finally, a voice of admiration suddenly sounded in the silence.
Xi Gu’s old face was filled with wonder and he couldn’t help but sigh.
Although Moba does not judge strength by force.
But he has been in Maluzhai for nearly fifty years and has seen too many outstanding juniors.
Among the young people of Uluo's generation.
There are countless people with strong skills.
His ability to seize the throne from afar has already explained everything.
Especially in archery, there are few opponents.
But now, the young man shot an arrow, and even he was shocked.
"Which Dana is that?"
Looking at the young man standing with a bow from a distance, clearly victorious, but not at all arrogant and arrogant, Xigu's eyes flickered, and he forbeared He kept asking.
“That’s my junior brother, an old foreigner.”
When Xi Gu asked, Partridge Whistle responded softly.
"Old foreigner..."
"At his age, he can have such skills, but it is not easy to master your skill." Xigu has never been out of Zhelong Mountain in his life. .
Not to mention Tengyue, western Yunnan, even Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and north to south.
Although I have kept my vow with my grandpa all my life.
But he doesn’t know much about Han people’s customs and customs.
All the knowledge is gained from the sketches, knots and word-of-mouth passed down by the ancestors.
Can see through the identity of a group of people.
It's still because of the death energy on those guys.
As for touching gold, making hills, moving mountains, and unloading ridges, almost nothing is known about them.
But in his opinion, since he is called junior brother, he must be from the same sect.
"Qiuda is serious. He has only achieved a little success in archery, but he can't compare with the Wuluo brothers."
The partridge whistle waved his hands repeatedly.
Just...
Even though he said so.
But at this moment, when he looked at the young figure in the distance, his eyes could not hide his surprise.
This guy finally looks like a man.
No longer the little brat following behind him.
Can also shoulder heavy burdens.
Boom——
While he was slightly absent-minded.
Everyone outside the clearing finally reacted.
Tsunami-like mountain calls kept ringing.
Even the young people in the hunting team are like this.
Wa Village has always respected the strong.
The old foreigner's archery skills have completely impressed them.
Among these people, the most excited person was not the Xiling bandits, nor Kunlun, Yuan Hong, and Hua Ling, but Wuluo.
At this moment, he walked towards the old foreigner with a face of surprise.
Do not hesitate to marvel and shock.
I thought my archery skills were strong enough.
Unexpectedly, each mountain is higher than the other.
For him, being able to witness such archery skills in his lifetime is equivalent to lighting a lamp for himself on the road ahead.
“I have seen it today.”
“Old foreigner brother, how did you practice your archery skills?”
"Putting it in the Nineteenth Village of Zhelong Mountain, it will definitely be number one."
Wu Luo came forward with his bow in hand.
Surrounded him with interest.
The old foreigner had a dull personality. He blushed and waved his hands repeatedly.
“No way, just practicing blindly.”
The two are close in age, and both are practicing bows.
Although I said I was practicing blindly.
But when asked about the problems and doubts encountered during archery practice, he did not refuse anyone who came and answered them one by one, regardless of the details.
Wuluo listened with clear eyes.
It feels like an enlightenment.
Seeing this situation, the young people around him didn't dare to miss it, so they all surrounded him, as did the bandits from Xiling.
A group of young people gathered together.
Even if you don’t understand the language.
But he could not stop his enthusiasm for martial arts practice at all.
"These boys..."
"The village has not been so lively for a long time."
Seeing this, Xigu couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
But he didn’t come forward to disturb.
He didn’t know.
How rare is such a good opportunity.
The stockade is not connected to the outside world. After all, it is just built behind closed doors. In addition, they are already old. In the future, the stockade will have to be supported by young people like Wu Luo and others.
Hearing this emotion.
Chen Yulou also smiled lightly.
When he returned from Worm Valley, he was still a little uneasy, thinking about how to explain the gold and silver artifacts.
Unexpectedly, what happened after arriving at the village was this scene.
Although these mountain people in Zhelong Mountain are regarded as natives by the outside world, their words are full of disdain and contempt when they are mentioned.
But compared to them, the city is deep and ruthless.
Chen Yulou is more willing to deal with the mountain people like Maluzhai.
Simple, honest and enthusiastic.
There is not so much calculation.
Not saying anything else, just relying on an oath, he has guarded the country in this wild land for more than a thousand years.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to find another one in the world.
Also.
Those golden and jade artifacts.
If it were anyone else, they would probably have been greedy for a long time.
You know, a piece of gold and silver is enough for them to live a better life.
But from beginning to end, Sigu, Tog, and Uro seemed not to see it.
"Come on, you two, it's been a hard journey. Can we two old men accompany you for a drink?"
Xi Gu withdrew his gaze.
Made a gesture of invitation towards the two of them.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou followed him calmly without being polite.
A group of four people, dozens of years apart, just like old friends who have known each other for many years, randomly found a table and drank and chatted over the turbid wine brewed in the village.
The open space in the middle.
Although it separates everyone.
But it does not affect the atmosphere at all.
It's just that one side is quiet, and the other side is noisy.
In a blink of an eye.
Three days flew by.
The people in Xiling seem to have completely integrated into the life of Wa Village.
Every day I either go hunting in the mountains or compete in the village.
As for Chen Yulou and others, they did not dare to be too presumptuous. They practiced breathing and breathing once in the morning and evening, and it was already engraved in their bones.
Take advantage of these few days of free time.
He also closed his doors for a little while.
One is to smelt the true body, and the other is to completely stabilize the furnace fire realm.
During his practice.
Maybe there are sudden ups and downs.
Experienced the mysterious and unpredictable Tomb of King Xian.
The red girl and the old foreigner, who had been unable to break through before, waited for the opportunity one after another, almost broke through with both feet, and finally entered the Qi Refining Pass.
However.
Before the two.
Yuan Hong took the first step and broke through quietly.
Because of the three mandrill bones, not only was the corpse aura completely removed from its body, it also completed a complete transformation.
Although it is still a genus of apes.
But the bloodline has improved qualitatively.
The natural spiritual creature is just the most basic existence of the demon ape. The mandrill is different, and the mountain ghost can communicate with gods.
From the mandrill's bloodline, it 'saw' many situations that it could not imagine before.
Moving mountains, walking on water waves, catching stars and the moon.
Even alien species and relics that only existed in ancient times.
Those pictures made him horrified and at the same time extremely yearning for them.
It’s just that to get to where we are today, we have to go through thousands of mountains.
Yuan Hong understands that if he wants to go further, he needs to accumulate hard work and wait for another opportunity.
Early in the morning.
He slowly pushed open the door of the wooden building where Chen Yulou lived.
Although he was in retreat, he always remembered his agreement with Xigu.
Not even a moment after standing on the wooden corridor, the silence of the village was broken by a burst of rapid footsteps.
Look up.
Who else could it be if it wasn’t Uro?
I saw him walking in a hurry, as if he was fished out of the water, his clothes were soaked with dew, and his face was full of exhaustion. It seemed that he had not slept all night, and he had just rushed through the mountains and forests. return.
However.
The tired face could not hide its excitement.
"Brother Chen? So early?"
When passing by the wooden building, he saw him outside the door, Uluo stopped and asked.
“Seeing that Brother Wuluo is so happy, is it because the insect valley poisonous miasma has dispersed?”
Chen Yulou smiled.
Uluo was startled, his face full of surprise.
"Brother Chen is really good at predicting things. The poisonous fog has indeed dissipated."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious on his face.
“But I can’t hide the news. When I came back, those brats from Mengla Village were already wandering around.”
“We have to inform the two Qiudas quickly and enter the valley as soon as possible, otherwise they will be killed by them. If you take the lead, I'm afraid something will happen."
Chen Yulou nodded.
The time was not much different from what he calculated.
"Okay, Brother Wuluo, feel free to go."
"I will also call for someone to go into the valley with you."
(End of this chapter)