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With Di Xia's cultivation talent, she could improve the living conditions of her family. Her mother also had some time to rest, the tribe provided material support, and the family said goodbye to the heaviness of the past.

The events of the past three days had been like a dream, and everyone was in high spirits. It had only been one night, but Liu Juan looked younger.

At night, Liu Juan washed her daughter and dressed her in new clothes in the morning. Her usual little kitten had now become a little beauty.

Breakfast was made with rice porridge, buns of vegetables, and salted vegetables. Everyone had their own boiled eggs. Before this, it was only because of the festival or the festival that they enjoyed this kind of breakfast.

After the meal, Juan gave her son two gold coins and her sister gave her storage bag to her brother. Di Yan injected his soul power into the bag, which contained three spirit stones and two bottles of pills.

With this treasured bag, he could hide the medicinal herb safely. He bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on his soul imprint.

From today onwards, Di Xia would go to the practice room to cultivate while her mother would accompany her little sister. Di Yan calculated and went to the blacksmith to buy bows and arrows. The whole family would hold hands as they walked towards the tribe.

Di Long had returned safely yesterday. Today was a good day for the distribution of resources in the tribe. Items were piled up in front of the meeting room, including the patriarch and the leaders.

As for the distribution of clan resources, according to the share enjoyed by each household, clan contribution points could be exchanged for as well. People showed up with smiles on their faces, including a few bags of salt, a few bags of rice, a pile of ores, a few bottles of healing pellets, and a small bag of tea leaves.

When Liu Juan and Di Xia arrived, the clan leader and the grand elder walked over. The grand elder was an elder of the clan, and was already one hundred and forty-seven years old.

Liu Juan froze for a moment. She immediately pulled her daughter to her knees and whispered, "Grandson Liu Juan greets Great Elder."

The old man slightly raised his hand and a gentle force lifted the mother and daughter. Di Xia's big round eyes curiously looked at them. The Great Elder's face was full of wrinkles. He was as skinny as an old monkey.

The old man kindly looked at Di Xia, bent down and gently hugged her, smiled and said, "Little darling, from now on, you are this old man's personal disciple."

Liu Juan cried with joy. The clan head handed her a pile of salt and followed the Great Elder to the inner courtyard.

When his mother and sister entered the courtyard, Di Yan walked towards the archery field. On the right wall, from small to large, he hung his bow from side to side, carrying less than three small bows and more than three medium bows. With less than five small bows, Di Yan walked straight to the middle bow.

He took one and hung it up, then took another and hung it back up, then shook his head a few times. Under the shocked gazes of the children, he walked towards the big bow.

Large bows are used by adults, divided into light and heavy bows, light bows require five loads, half a bow above six loads, full bows require at least eight loads, suitable for use in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining.

The heavy bow required ten loads of strength to open, and the half bow required twelve or more loads of strength. Only Foundation Establishment stage cultivators and Body Refiners would have the strength to use the heavy bow.

The clan had two heavy bows. One was for the Grand Elder, the other was for the former clan leader Di Hu, and was currently being used by Di Long.

Di Long had reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refinement. He was strong, big, and powerful.

Di Yan took off the bow and hung it up twice. Then, he took one and hung it up again and pulled the other. Under the curious gazes of the people, he carried the quiver and walked to the shooting-range.

He checked the target with his eyes. His line of sight fell on the middle and last target. It was three hundred meters away and far away from the heavy bow.

Standing with his legs crossed, Zhang Xuan's body was as straight as a spear. Inhaling, closing his eyes, concentrating, spiritual energy circulated in his body.

He opened his eyes and took a step forward. His legs bent forward and his body was focused on the target. The surroundings suddenly became silent. It seemed as if everything outside the target had completely disappeared.

The target continued to grow larger in his eyes, his heart seemed to have stopped beating. A familiar feeling from his previous life had returned! The arm of the ape was slightly relaxed as it nocked an arrow. The three arrows were all completed in one go!

The bow was like a shooting star with three arrows flying in a straight line, heading straight for the center of the feeling.

In the inner court training room, Di Xia was meditating as if she was a decent person. In the room next door, the Great Elder was meditating. He was emitting killing intent. Not good! His spiritual sense instantly spread out.

The killing intent of the three arrows was cold! It shot straight into his sea of consciousness! The old man felt his back turn cold and his hair stand on end.

At the center of the target, three arrows were buzzing. Time seemed to have stopped as everyone could hear the sound of the needles hitting the ground.

After putting away the bow and arrows, he quietly walked out of the courtyard. His figure disappeared around the corner. The courtyard was still quiet. Some people were watching in a daze. Some people were envious while others were puzzled.

This level of archery, was it still a waste of spiritual roots? He doesn't seem to be aiming? Could he have reached perfection?

The Arrows in the Boorish Desolate were divided into three levels: Arrows Without Void, Hundred Feet Piercing Poplar, and Three Arrows Consecutive Beads. There was also a special level that was superb and existed in legends.

Clothes, inner armor, magic tools, they all had powerful defensive capabilities. Ordinary bows and arrows had little effect on Aurous Core stage cultivators. Aurous Core stage cultivators could stay in the air and move about like the wind while heavy arrows had limited damage.

The flying sword's lethality surpassed that of the bow and arrow, greatly weakening the effect of the bow and arrow. The archery technique was superb, and only when the arrow was aimed where it was directed would it pose a threat to the Aurous Core stage cultivators. If one used a special heavy bow arrow, it would be normal for the arrow to kill the cultivator.

As the ruler of a region, the Flame Emperor disdained to bother with these children. What he had just done was for the sake of the original owner of this body. He only wanted to prove that he was not trash.

Di Yan walked quietly, a wave of obsession melting his body. An invisible membrane disappeared, and his soul and body became more compatible.

At the corner of the alleyway, the smithy was right in front of him. In front of the door, there was a small, plump boy, currently making his selection.

The little fatty's name was Li Tie Hammer, the son of Blacksmith Li, and he was a year older than him at the 2nd level of Qi Refinement. The little fatty's name was Li Tie Hammer, the son of Blacksmith Li, and he was a year older than him at the 2nd level of Qi Refinement.

The little fatty's entire body trembled. He slowly turned around and was stunned for a moment. On his fat face that was like a kitten's, he revealed a few big white teeth and said in surprise, "Di Yan!" You're not dead? You're too bad! You made me heartbroken for two days, haha! "

Di Yan felt his heart warm up as he smiled and said, "You're only happy when I'm dead?"

Little Fatso laughed, "Haha! Of course. " As he said that, he threw away the things in his hand. He blew his nose with one black hand, and another black hand grabbed onto his arm. "Inside the house."

The blacksmith shop had four rooms: the yard in the middle, the showroom in the front, the forging room at the back, the material room on the left, and the bedroom on the right. There was a well in the yard.

By the fire in the forge, Blacksmith Li held a metal clip in one hand and a round arm with the hammer in the other. When he looked up and saw that it was his son and Di Yan, he lowered his head and continued with his work.

Little Fatso brought Di Yan into the bedroom, took out a pickaxe from behind the door, and handed it over. "Here!" This hoe is great, I, your father, called it for you. "

The hoe was slightly longer than the ordinary hoe. The hoe elephant was mounted on a short spear, with a short thorn growing from the front, and a short thorn growing from the back of the handle. The hollow mouth was big and small, with a short dagger stuck in it.

The little fatty crawled under the bed and continuously threw out materials. He stuck his butt out and excitedly said, "Di Yan, don't you want to wield a sword? "These are some good materials for training the sword. I bought them for you by lighting a fire for me." He looked pleased with himself.

The hammering stopped. Blacksmith Li walked over, took a bottle, drank a few mouthfuls, and handed it to Di Yan. "Kid, drink some to ward off evil, and my son cried when he heard you were dead. Little Fatty is afraid of death, so he doesn't dare to go see you, and steal some spirit wine to steal my materials."

The blacksmith's voice was so loud that it made people's ears ring. "Uncle Li, I want to buy a light bow." The blacksmith was somewhat surprised and sized him up carefully. Knowing that he was in the 3rd level of the Refinement Stage, he bent over another bed and took out a camphor box.

He opened the lid of the box and took out the bow, handing it over and saying, "The boa skin, the dragon tendon bow, the dark gold cold iron arrow, the six loads, eight loads, half a bow, ten loads, it's useless to use the hammer. It's useless to keep it, so I'll give it to you."

The leather of the bow bag was harder, made of black leather, black skin of a snake, tightly wrapped around the entire embryo, the string of the bow was as thick as a black chopstick, the whole bow was dark and slightly cool to the touch, it was indeed a light bow made of fine materials.

Inside the black Barbarian Cow Arrow Bag were nine Dark Gold Coldsteel Arrows. They were as thick as chopsticks and three feet long. They were darker and colder than normal arrows.

Di Yan pulled the bow open. Half a bow was easy, and the full bow was almost full of strength. Good bow! Good arrow! A hunting weapon! It was much more powerful than the bow and arrow of the Divine State. Back in the day, when he killed Chi You, one arrow was more than enough, why did he need to waste so much effort?

Di Yan could not let it go, the blacksmith was sincere in offering it in the snow, his heart was warm and grateful.

Blacksmith Li's name was Li Tiefeng. He had fire, metal, and water spiritual roots, and lived in Xifeng for generations. When he was twelve, he was at the 4th level of Refinement and had passed the sect's examination to become a disciple of the Grand Mysterious Gate.

The Celestial Sect of Wonders on the Danxia Mountain was 1500 miles away from the Phoenix Perch City. Li Tiefeng had trained bitterly for 15 years and successfully reached Foundation Establishment at the age of 35, becoming an inner sect core disciple.

The Savage Mystic Realm smelting trial only happened once every hundred years. Although it was a rare opportunity to participate after four years, the will of heaven was hard to predict. When the nether poison in his body broke out, he was lucky enough to escape and needed the Yin Yang Apocalypse to dispel it.

Its lack of poison roots was difficult to be eliminated, its poison consumed one's internal energy day and night, and Li Tiefeng's cultivation fell to the next level. After nine years, he would enter the late stage of Qi Refining and be dispatched to the outer sect store to gather information and materials.

A hundred years ago, the Dark Nether Grass and the Fiery Sun Fruit came from the Savage Forest. Li Tiefeng chose Qingyang Town and took charge of the Azure Sun Grand Profound Store. The store's owner, Wang Xiaomeng, had three evil and sinister sides, and his sister was the second elder concubine of the Grand Celestial Sect of Wonders, a beloved concubine.

Li Tiefeng's master was the Great Elder. The two elders had fought openly and secretly for many years. One year after Li Tiefeng came to Qingyang Town, the sect's mission was to make things difficult for him. Angry, Li Tiefeng left the Supreme Mystery Sect and accepted Di Long's invitation to come to the Di Family.

The Di tribe was located on the outskirts of Savage Forest, below the mountain. There was a traffic jam here, the mountains were high and the forests were sparsely populated. Li Tiefeng hoped to buy Dark Nether Grass and Fiery Solar Fruit and practice his art of forging ancestors here for over seventy years.

He was 125 years old and looked to be around 50 years old. Eight years ago, when he went out, he brought back a baby that was still in its infancy, and the blacksmith called him Li Tie Hammer, as if he was his own son.

Li Teishui and Di Yan, who were one year old, went up to the mountains to pick mushrooms and to catch mudfish in the water. They had deep feelings for each other, with a big head and a big face and a chubby face, looking simple and honest, but their stomachs were actually full of evil ideas.

Little Fatty drank the blacksmith's precious spirit wine secretly every day. Perhaps he had already drunk too much and replenished his wine. With a face full of fat, his body was plump and plump.

The little fatty was scared of ghosts, so he didn't dare go out at night to pee. The blacksmith gave his son a urinal as a trick to ward off evil.

When word of the incident spread, Little Fatso was often teased by the children. Blacksmith Li and Di Yan knew that Little Fatso was not timid, but rather had eyes that could see things that others couldn't.

Fatty didn't have many good points, and barbecue was his specialty. The yard roast meat was accompanied by spirit wine. The three of them ate and drank as they grilled. Di Yan was full of wine and meat, so they parted ways with the blacksmith father and son.