Chapter 198 The Return of the Divine Bow

I don't know how long it took, Gong Yi's injury finally improved a lot. Of course, it's all thanks to his bloodline. If there is no automatic healing of blood, Gong Yi is now going to see the king of Hell.

Although the physique of martial arts practitioners is far better than that of ordinary people, it is difficult to survive if they don't eat or drink for many days. These days, Gongyi only relies on the dew dripping every morning from the place above his head that can shine into the sunlight. When he felt that his organs had basically recovered, he struggled to stand up, stared at the square inch where he was lying, and said slowly, "Senior, I have no choice but to offend you. Please forgive me."

Bow Yi squatted down and wanted to bury the exposed part of the skeleton again. However, when he held the loess in his hand, he found that there was a faint light in the underground skeleton.

How is this possible? Gong Yi was terrified and didn't know what it was. Thinking about a skeleton shining, it was enough to stimulate the hearts of ordinary people. With a slight hesitation, Gong Yi put down the loess in his hand and boldly opened the land with a faint light.

That was the dead man's head. A luminous body the size of a pigeon egg was like embedded in the skull. Bow game was naturally quite shocked by this, and his hand carefully touched the luminous body. When his fingers first came into contact with it, a message suddenly came into his mind.

At this time, Gong Yi did not know that in a distant place, a person who was meditated cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes and muttered, "It really appeared." His tone could not hide his excitement, as if the dream he had been looking forward for many years was about to come true, and then the man flashed and flew in the direction of Gong Yi.

Naturally, it was impossible for Gong Yi to know that a small action would attract people. At this time, he only passively accepted the message from the luminous body: the old man Gong shocked the sky and pursued Shinto all his life, but in the end, he was fruitless. He was stagnated in Shengwu for many years and had no progress. Now the deadline is approaching, and it is sealed in this cave. The sun-shooting bow is of great importance and has been buried three feet underground in the northeast corner of the cave. After the death of the strong man of Shengwu, part of his skills were gathered in this relic. I have set up a heavy ban in it. Only the descendants who are automatically summoned can be used for themselves. If it is someone else, I hope to leave early to avoid self-mistake.

Hearing this, the shock in Gongyi's heart was even greater. Long before leaving Tiantai Sect, Xia Yiming, the patriarch, told him about his relationship with this person. He didn't expect that this skeleton was his ancestor, and the Tongxuan sword and bow thousands of years ago shocked the sky. What shocked him more was that the cultivation of his ancestors had reached the realm of Shengwu. In thousands of years without Shenwu masters, this has been the highest existence in the world. However, looking at the tone of his ancestors, he obviously regretted that he could not advance to the divine martial arts, and Gong Yi also sighed about this. People are not afraid of ups and downs on the road, but what they are afraid of is the eternal stagnation on the road.

Looking at the relic in his hand, Gong Yi slowly felt it with his heart, and finally showed a wonderful expression of surprise on his face, which contained a strong spiritual power far beyond his imagination. Since the ancestors have said that it can be used for him, Gong Yi will naturally not be polite. He held the relizi in his right hand and performed the art of swallowing spirit without hesitation.

The spiritual power in the relic is very pure, and it actually fits well with the own spiritual power of Gongyi. Otherwise, it is a problem for so many foreign spiritual forces to pour in and become the lead. It took several hours for Gong Yi to absorb the spiritual power in the relic, and at that moment, the relic also disappeared out of thin air.

Gong Yi hurriedly sat on the ground to adjust his breath. He felt that his body was extremely strong at this moment. It felt like a country originally had only a few small counties, but in just a few hours, it became the hegemon of the world, which was extremely smooth.

Gong Yi experienced this powerful power that he had never had before. He actually broke the shackles layer by layer and raised his cultivation to an unprecedented peak. He could clearly feel that his body was no longer the power of the high martial arts realm, but the real martial arts realm that countless people dreamed of. He remembers that Pu Wei once told him that only when he reached the realm of true martial arts could he truly appreciate the true meaning of martial arts. At this stage, if you want to improve your cultivation, you can only improve your cultivation by understanding martial arts and combining the spiritual power absorbed. There is no other way.

He slowly opened his eyes and laughed at the sky. He didn't expect that this blessing made him gain so much. Now even if Li Wunian is resurrected, he definitely dares not claim to be the first generation of the young people in Zhongzhou in front of him. Now the strength of Gongyi is obviously far beyond that of his peers. In the early days of Zhenwu, as long as you don't meet a giant figure like Yu Feilong, even if you can't beat others and want to protect yourself, there is no problem.

In addition to happiness, Gongyi did not forget another message revealed by Relizi, which was the sun-shooting bow. He came to the northeast corner of the cave, pressed his palm on the ground, spit out his palm, and the land there was soft in an instant. Then there was another suction in his palm, where the soil was sucked out little by little by him. Finally, three feet below, he saw a wooden box, which was as new except for a little soil on it. Thinking that this wooden box has been buried in the ground for thousands of years, it is not rotten. This material is definitely not comparable to ordinary wood.

Slowly opening the wooden box, Gong Yi finally saw the sun-shooting bow, the most precious treasure that could make the world crazy. The length of the bow is about the same as that of the sword of the bow game, and the whole body is illuminated. Gong Yi took it in his hand and lifted the bow string with his fingers, which made a pleasant sonorous sound. Thinking of his father and the whole bow family who died in the hand of the Star Hall, Bow Yi couldn't help but feel sad, and a huge murderous atmosphere rose on his body. The flame of revenge burned fiercely again, but he immediately calmed down. Although his strength has soared, he wanted to destroy the Star Hall is a fool's dream. Just as he was about to bury the bones of his ancestors, he felt an air that was a little stronger than him coming here.

I was shocked. Did the unearthing of the treasure attract the master? Just as Gong Yi was speculating, an old man in a black cloak had appeared in the cave, with a pair of eyes shining greedily, staring at the wooden box in Gongyi's hand.

"I really didn't misread you." The old man smiled at Gong Yi and said this inexplicable word.

Gong Yi's heart was shocked. Why is this sound so familiar? His heart recalled hard, and suddenly, his eyes shot a fierce light and said word by word, "You are the Lord of the Demon Hall."

"Haha" The old man laughed wildly, and his voice was endlessly wrapped in the cave. The corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain: "You say that the devil's hall is the devil's hall, a group of pretentious hypocritical people." It was he who sensed the breath of the divine bow that rushed to the Lord of the Star Temple. Since the war with Li Yi, he has never appeared again. He just meditated and practiced every day, so that he could rush to the scene of the birth of the divine bow as soon as possible.

At the beginning of Tiantai Sect, Gong Yi had heard the dialogue between the two when the "tower owner" confronted the owner of the demon temple. Because the hatred was as deep as the sea, it was not surprising that he could distinguish the voice of the demon temple owner from the voice, so in the old man's almost tacit words, Gong Yi was not surprised at all. At this moment, in the face of the culprit of his own family massacre, Gong Yi's fighting spirit was high and said slowly, "Today, I have made great progress in my cultivation. I just feed you and avenge my dead relatives."

The Lord of the Mill Hall did not pay attention to Gong Yi's words and shook his head and said, "I don't want to fight with you today. Besides, it's simply a fantasy that your cultivation can defeat me. Hand over the sun-shooting bow, and we will have a chance to play in the future.

"If you want me to hand over the divine bow, it depends on whether you have this ability." Gong Yi stroked with his right hand and established a temporary boundary, and Gong Yi was also looking forward to fighting there.

The owner of the Demon Hall is still light. He did not see the challenge of Gongyi, glanced at the ground, and then said, "If I expected it, this skeleton should be your bow, right?" The owner of the Demon Hall showed a cunning smile and continued, "If you want your ancestral bones to become powder, then you can compete with me."

"Despicable!" Gong Yi cursed, but he vaguely felt that he was afraid that this divine bow could not be preserved today.

The Lord of the Demon Hall is as thick as the wall, and he ignores the abuse of the bow game. He just said to himself, "I count three times. If you don't hand over the bow, don't blame me for being disrespecting the dead."

The lord of the "One" magic hall did not give Gong Yi a chance to refute at all and took the initiative.

Gong Yi's hand held the wooden box tightly and struggled fiercely in his heart.

The face of the owner of the "two" magic hall showed a joking smile. At the same time, there was a faint spiritual fluctuation around his right hand, which seemed to be warning to Gong Yi. As long as he spit out his strength, the body of the arch would disappear.

Although Gongyi is very reluctant to give up on the divine bow, and also knows that the demon hall must have a major plan to get this treasure for many years. If this thing falls into their hands, they may not know what kind of turbulence will happen. But Gong Zhencang not only his ancestors, but also improved his cultivation incredibly. It is reasonable that the bones of this ancestor should not be insulted.

The time for the Lord of the "Three" Demon Hall to consider Gong Yi finally came to an end. As soon as his face changed, he was about to urge his palm.

"Here you" Gong Yi finally chose to give up this treasure. The wooden box was toss out. He wanted to attack him at the moment when the Lord of the Demon Hall picked up the wooden box. But who is the owner of the Demon Hall? Naturally, he will guard against the bow game. He reached out to receive the object with his left hand, while the air machine of his right hand locked the bones on the ground. Under such circumstances, Gong Yi did not dare to take action.

The moment he received the wooden box, his body flashed and disappeared, but his voice came from afar: "I must remember the love of Gong Shaoxia's gift of treasure."