Chapter 604 Bingge

There is no doubt that this green branch belongs to Zhang Chong. As soon as he muttered, he bent down and gently picked up the branch. Between the tentacles, there was a cold feeling in his hand. At this moment, even Leng Qingqiu's heart surged up an inexplicable feeling. She became the high priest of the Biyu tribe, and also accepted those memories from the former high priest, which allowed her to understand the past of the Biyu tribe and also had a great ability to communicate with this day. However, this time, Tiangou Gumu had a direct connection with Zhang Chong. The fall of this branch subverted too many things that were used to. At this moment, she saw Zhang Chong pick up this fallen branch, and she also made a decision in her heart.

"Introduce Zhang Chong into the Bingge~~" Her voice is cold and far away, as if without any impurities. Of course, this voice is also completely different from the voice that Zhang Chong was originally familiar with. Therefore, although Leng Qingqiu said this, Zhang Chong did not have too many special feelings, but Leng Qingqiu, in his heart When she was serious about Zhang, she always had a feeling of being touched, which also caused her to tremble a little at the moment of her words.

However, this small episode has not been noticed by anyone. All the people of the clan are always in awe of the high priest. They will not think that the high priest is also a person with love and hatred. Therefore, when Leng Qingqiu said this, everyone's focus is only on what she said. Above the matter of Bingge.

Over the years, there have been many strong people in the Biyu tribe. However, although the people of the Biyu tribe are respectful to them, they have never let them enter the focus of the tribe. This military pavilion is the top priority. If there is no accident, the strong people of the tribe will enter the army once in their lives. The opportunity of the pavilion is to refine weapons in that place, and after leaving, there will be no such opportunity.

Entering the Bing Pavilion in a cold autumn sentence created a precedent for no outsider to enter the Bing Pavilion in history. Elder Qiao opened his mouth, and he vaguely felt that it was not in line with the rules of his ancestors. However, when he saw the branches in Zhang Chong's hand, he could only walk away silently. After all, this could not be said to be the intention of the high priest. Basically, it was because Tiangou Gumu chose Zhang Chong.

In this case, let Zhang Chong enter.

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The so-called Bingge is not a real room, but a virtual world, hidden under the tree of Tiangou ancient wood, but a place the size of a needle eye, driven by the joint efforts of the elders, this black needle-like place slowly turns and makes a whistling sound. Zhang Chong stood solemnly in front of this virtual world, looking at this place that didn't look very eye-catching, but it exuded a strong atmosphere, full of awe.

Suddenly, in the common shouts of the twenty-four elders, only a sound like a broken glass ball was heard. Between the flashes, a flashing door appeared in front of Zhang Chong. The flash of light was like stretching out dozens of gentle arms and making a gentle call to Zhang Chong. Under the guidance of this light, Zhang Chong slowly walked forward and stepped on the door with one foot. He felt the great gravity coming. Suddenly, he was inhaled by the door.

The flash in front of you is another dazzling and colorful world. The tall and thick wooden walls are towering around. In addition to these, it is an open place that gives people a sense of grandeur. Zhang Chong stands in the middle, and the surrounding space is like water. If you move faster, it will leave ripples, but there is no sense of oppression that you can't breathe freely underwater.

The turquoise branch quietly floated in the air, without any support. However, it floated like this and reached a perfect fit with the whole space. Seeing this branch, an uncertained and kind idea surged up in Zhang Chong's heart. This branch is really like the tiger's long bow. Is it the most suitable weapon for yourself? If it is really because of Tiangou Gumu, it can fully understand Zhang Chong's own strength, and cooperate with his refining, then what will be the power in his body that is still sleeping and unable to wake up?

All this is unknown, but Zhang Chong also understands that since Tiangou Gumu is so mysterious and inexplicable, what he needs to do is not to get to the bottom, but to believe and do it. Thinking of this, he slowly stepped forward, with a pious look, and stretched out his right hand towards the turquoise branch.

With a bang, isn't this green branch an entity? Unexpectedly, it broke apart in this gentle touch, as if the water droplets burst in the air, elegant and beautiful. The ripples in the void gently swung away, carrying the broken branches scattered around. Then, the green color surrounded the front and back of Zhang Chong's body, like a jumping elf, constantly flying. It seems to be playing with him.

Feeling this special process, Zhang Chong only felt that his heart was full of peace and peace, and this refining mode was also much beyond his expectation. This also reminded him of the time when he was on the original continent to refine spiritual soldiers. For the control of Xuanhuo at that time, everything was It's so magical, and the continuous improvement of Xuanhuo's grade has also made his strength constantly improve by leaps and bounds.

But now this kind of refining is not about any strength, but to fully understand and experience the connection with this branch.

Zhiya has a completely divided and reintegrated appearance. It is green, like a waterfall, and then slowly condensed again. A perfect curve appeared in front of Zhang Chong, with a crystal clear appearance like jade. This is the appearance of a long bow, and the top of the bow is slightly bent. Come on, a but tough line of the polar line connects the two ends. At the center of the long bow, a light blue gem is highlighted in that place, which can hold out a long arrow. In addition to this long bow, there are also ten arrows, all of which are green and symmetrical.

It's strange to say that although Zhang Chong has never used a long bow, he looked at this weapon that was only used by the Biyu tribe, but he felt unusually familiar. His heart seemed to be connected with the long bow at this moment, and the long bow hung quietly in the air, and the dense seal lines on his body sent out like breathing. The light also seems to guide Zhang Chong's heart to beat, experience the use of this long bow, and at the same time, it is also waiting for Zhang Chong to give it his name.

"Let's ask you to make a blue bow!!" Zhang Chong's tone was like talking to an old friend. After saying this, he grabbed the Biling bow, and a cool feeling directly touched people's hearts. His right hand gently pulled the bow string, put one of the long arrows on it, and balanced his breathing. In this void, he stood there quietly, body and mind and bowed for a moment. There is a thin green fog between them, like a whole.

After a light roar, the long arrow roared out like the wind, with a strong atmosphere, as if there was nothing that could stop it. A beautiful arc kept shooting forward along Zhang Chong's body. The arc was extremely close, and just as it shot out, there was a thick void around it. It broke gently like an egg shell, and I saw the forest again in front of my eyes. The lake, the ancient wood standing on the island in the middle of the lake. Everything was like a dream. He stood with his hands on his back, and the long bow and arrows were already carried on his back. It seemed that the arrow was not actually shot by him, but on him. The fantasy that comes out of my heart.

At this time, Zhang Chong only saw that in the faraway place, the strong fog was like a black cloud, giving people an extremely heavy feeling, and occasionally bright lights rushed down, as if the gods were lowering the lightning of punishment, to eliminate those who did not obey his will.

"What on earth happened in that place?" Zhang was shocked, so he raised his breath and flew to that place. His eyes were keen. He had seen that under the fog, it should be the place where the Biyu tribe was staying. Although he was not a member of the tribe, he took their safety very seriously and did not want them to be hurt. .

After arriving at the place where the tribes gathered, they were really the first to smell a smell of burnt yellow, and more people were cleaning up their houses, looking like they were going to travel far away. Everyone's eyes were full of solemnity. At this time, when Zhang Chong saw the familiar figure, it was A Hu.

"Ahu, what the hell happened?" Zhang Chong asked him eagerly. Ah Hu was originally a listless face, but now after seeing Zhang Chong, he suddenly cheered up and said to him, "Zhang Chong, you finally came out."

"Uh-huh~" Zhang Chong didn't expect that in a short moment in the Bingge, why did the Biyu tribe seem to have undergone a huge change? Therefore, he asked Ah Hu for an answer. But Ah Hu's words surprised him,

"You have been staying in this military pavilion for the longest time. It has been almost three years."

"What? It's been three years." Hearing this, Zhang Chong couldn't help standing in the position he was standing. He didn't expect that the time in the Bingge was so different from this reality.