Chapter 46 Is it a dragon? Is it a snake?

Under the greeting of the sword clan, everyone continued to go west. The forest was as quiet as ever. In an exaggerated sentence, there was no sound except the footsteps of the sword clan.

I don't know how far I have gone. Anyway, the swordsman doesn't know. The butterfly dance holding the map in his hand began to stop greeting everyone.

"Where have we been?" At this time, except for the sword clan, the rest of the people don't want to get close to the butterfly dance at all. In the eyes of the butterfly dance, the sword clan has not done any slaughter, and they are still a clean person.

The butterfly dance saw the swordsman coming over, shook the map in his hand, pointed to the erratic line, and went some distance to the west: "We are probably here now, and this is probably the dragon tail."

The sword clan glanced at the map, and the sword clan always felt that even if it was the tail, it should be regarded as a snake tail, but now the sword clan is too lazy to care about the snake tail dragon tail. The most urgent task is to find the wooden eagle quickly. Fly directly to the Golden Tribe to save Shun'er. When the swordsman thought of Shun'er, he felt a sense of guilt in his heart. This feeling of guilt was very strong, which made the swordsman a little sad. It has been said that I haven't seen Shuner for more than half a month.

"Everyone is looking for" Butterfly Dance waved his sleeves, and these people who broke the sword immediately began to investigate the field. The big guy stabbed east and west with a sword, and even went straight up to the tree in an attempt to find some clues in the forest.

The swords squatted down and swept away the leaves that had been piled up on the ground for many years, revealing a piece of bare ground. The swordsman took out a handful of soil.

The butterfly dance also squatted down curiously: "What are you doing?"

"I'm looking at the dirt here." After saying that, the swordsman opened the soil in his hand a little with his left hand.

"Then what do you see?" Watching the swordsman's performance alone, it was really boring. The butterfly dance also pinched the soil and sniffed.

"This soil has also been loosened." The swordsman definitely took out another handful of black soil and then threw it on the ground.

"Isn't it the same in other places?" The butterfly dance easily pinched a handful of broken soil.

"Because those places have also been loosened." The sword clan definitely inserted the cold blade into the ground and greeted the brothers who broke the sword door.

"Young master, what do you ask us to come here?" The disciple who came first asked the Ege swordsman.

"Find some sticks and make a hole here." The sword clan ordered everyone that the disciples of the Broken Sword Gate were puzzled, but they didn't ask much. Soon, the disciples of the Broken Sword Gate picked up the wooden stick in their hands and began to dig earth.

"I said this is the dragon tail." Seeing the orders given by the sword clan, Butterfly Dance was finally a little proud of his idea.

The swordsman expressed their thoughts: "I think the soil here was loosened 20 years ago." As soon as the sword clan finished speaking, the disciples who dug a few deep swords and said, "Master Shaozhuang, there are iron bamboo shoots."

Butterfly Dance, Swords, Yijianchen and other people's eyes have all changed. The swordsman first looked at the butterfly dance meaningfully: "It seems that the wooden eagle is indeed hidden here." The swordsman is right. Iron bamboo shoots are a kind of wood that is not easy to decay, and it is common for good iron bamboo shoots to be bad for a hundred years. And it can be found that there are iron bamboo shoots in the ground, which also shows that the swords may have really found the right place.

As soon as the swordsmen made eye contact, the disciples who dug the pit also said: "Young Master, our swords can't be broken."

The swordsman stretched out his head and looked into the pit. A layer of paint appeared in front of the swordsman, and several traces were chiseled on it, which was obviously what they had just done.

"What can I do?" The butterfly dance stabbed down with the silkworm soft sword, and nothing was left on the iron bamboo wood except a trace. Butterfly Dance has been tried on the ninth floor of Shuntian Realm, and Yijianchen and Purple Sword Wuya are not going to make a fool of themselves.

The butterfly dance has been tried. With one sword, there is nothing but an extra print. The swordsman did not plan to try it with their ice blades. The swordsman pulled out the brothers in the pit, jumped in, touched the surroundings of the pit with their hands, and had an idea in their hearts: "Dig this pit a little bigger." After saying that, the swordsman picked up a wooden stick and took action.

It can't be said that many people are powerful. In a short time, everyone dug out a big pit with four arms long and four arms wide. To the shock of the swordsmen, the iron bamboo boards knew that there was no edge to be exposed now. And now the brothers have begun to rest. The forest is not sparse at all, and there is no wind. In the hot days, even the sword clan, a martial artist with the true ice attribute, can't stand it.

"Don't dig." The swordsman stopped the crowd. Die Yiwu took a look at the Swordsman and immediately understood the meaning of the swordsman's heart: "You are going to destroy this iron bamboo tree with true spirit."

The swordsman nodded: "If this iron bamboo shoot wood is dug, I really don't know when to dig such a big hole. I think my true spirit should be able to break it."

"Why don't I come." The butterfly dance knew the meaning of the sword clan. Although a question flew out of his mouth, his action was indeed unquestionable. He pushed the sword clan aside, held the silkworm soft sword in his hand, and raised it high. Looking at the butterfly dance like this, he dared to use the sword as a knife.

"Why don't you use my ice blade?"

Butterfly Dance saw the ice blade handed over by the sword clan and shook her head: "After all, your sword has been broken. My sword is cheaper. Let's use mine."

"I hope this iron bamboo shoot tree is not the same as the millennium cold iron." Although this was the case on the mouth of the sword clan, he couldn't help grabbing the cold blade in his hand. According to the swords, the ice blade is made of a thousand-year-old cold iron, and how hard the iron bamboo shoot wood is. The sword clan has really done experiments before, taking a kitchen knife to cut the bamboo shoot wood. Without using true qi, the sword clan came to the conclusion that the bamboo shoot wood was only a little print, and the kitchen knife was indeed rolled. If you put it in the previous life, the swordsman can be sure that this kitchen knife must be a smuggled. But at that time, the swordsmen didn't think so. The human iron technology in the subcontinent is at a very high level.

A blue true air appeared on the tip of the silkworm's soft sword. A blue light flashed in the forest and roared, and the dust flew for a moment. Then the sword clan only felt that the ground was shaking. The sword clan hugged a tree tightly and looked at the butterfly dance with doubt.

The silkworm soft sword in the hand of the butterfly dance was inserted on the ground. At this time, the ground shook violently. There was no tree beside the butterfly dance. The butterfly dance simply fixed the silkworm soft sword to fix its body.

The roar was endless, and the strange dust and the purple sword were at a loss. They either held a big tree or inserted weapons on the ground to fix their bodies.

The sharp eyes of the swordsman saw that the silkworm soft sword in the hands of the butterfly dance was fine. Looking at the iron bamboo, this thing was not ordinary and strong, but there was no deep mark on it. At least with the eyesight of the sword clan, there is absolutely no trace of broken iron bamboo shoots. Butterfly dance also noticed this later. In addition to the tongue-catching, Butterfly Dance did not know how to express her surprise.

"What's wrong with this shaking of the mountains?" The swordsman quickly noticed a very serious problem. The sword clan roared loudly for a hundred years, holding the big tree beside him.

There is a feeling of landslides between heaven and earth, and the strong sense of shaking makes many people want to vomit. But I have to hold tightly what can fix my body around me. And the two sides of the huge pit are constantly cracking, which looks like an earthquake.

"Look." Butterfly dance tightly grasped the silkworm soft sword in his hand for a hundred years and pointed to the huge pit.

With the voice of the butterfly dance, the swordsman's eyes also focused on the iron bamboo wood, and a gap slowly opened, opening on both sides like two boards to be pulled away, revealing the black hole below.

"Wooden Eagle." Strange dust pointed to a huge wooden bird slowly rising in the pit and said excitedly.

Zi Jian Wuya also looked very excited: "It turned out that the general really prepared a wooden eagle here." Under the iron bamboo plate, something equivalent to a lift table carried out a wooden bird.

To be honest, this is also the first time that the sword clan has seen a wooden eagle. The sword clan has never been to the barracks, and there is no wooden eagle in Guyue Village. Looking at this thing in front of you, it is really not an overdged to be called a wooden eagle. The wooden wings are folded on both sides of the body, from the bird's head to the bird's tail. The sword clan has at least five arms long, which is about the earth. 1.5 meters above. The width of the wooden bird is about two arms. Of course, this is when the wings of the wooden bird are not opened, and it is not known how long the wings of the wooden bird are at this time.

The whole wooden bird looks brand-new, and it is difficult to believe that the wooden eagle has been here for 20 years. The lifting platform was still rising, and then a small lift table appeared in the pit, on which there was also a wooden eagle, but the wooden eagle looked much smaller.

With a click, the sound of gears suddenly stopping running came from the ground, and the ground slowly stopped shaking. The two wooden eagles stopped steadily on the elevator table. The swordsman looked and shook there. The wooden bird in front of him looked exactly like a perfect work of art. Can such a thing fly? There is no doubt about the swords. There are a certain number of flying troops in various legions of the Half Moon Empire, a large part of which are wooden birds.

If this thing hadn't been for civilian use, it would certainly not have been missing. However, it's a pity that before today, at least the swordsmen only saw the drawings and didn't understand them.

"It seems that you can really see the mystery on that map." The swordsman let go of his hand and watched the butterfly dance gratefully.

The butterfly dance did smile: "Nothing? I'm also going to save people."

The wooden eagle came out. Brothers voted to celebrate the appearance of the wooden eagle. Do you have any image of this wooden bird? No image? If you don't remember, go and play an old game Tianjiao 2 first. There are wooden birds in it. Brothers, vote. Recommended tickets, collection. Click or something, okay, I admit, I'm making up the word count again.