When Li Ye walked out of the cave the next day, rubbing his eyes, his husband had already taken Li Hongxiu and Mu Mu into the mountains.

There was porridge for Li Ye in the iron pot in front of the house, and the tea cup on the stone table in front of the cliff was still steaming.

He shook his head, fetched a bucket of water to wash up, put a bowl of porridge on the table, and carried a kettle to pour some tea.

"After refining the sword embryo, let's go find the dragon tendon." He muttered, then started drinking porridge with the bowl in hand.

Wherever the eye goes, the arrow goes.

Li Ye thought for a while and realized that he might not be able to do this yet, because he couldn't use the true energy in his body, and the physical strength alone was obviously not enough.

Looking back on those days on the Fuchun River, the wooden bow my husband bought could only shoot about sixty feet in my hand, and Mu Mu couldn't do much worse.

Even though he is stronger now, he is probably only seventy feet tall at most.

As for his eyes, they are at least two hundred and fifty feet away.

As for the realm that Ouyang Dongdongli mentioned, where the heart goes and the arrow goes, it still seems like a myth to Li Ye.

"It seems we only have to take one step, one step at a time." He stood up and filled another bowl of porridge.

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The husband was not here, so Li Ye drank two cups of tea and then went into the cave and went down to the earth-fire sword-making platform. He took out the sword embryo and placed it in the groove for calcination.

Seeing that the sword embryo was gradually connected, he clamped it with iron pliers and placed it on the sword-making platform to hammer it.

At this moment, he felt that the heavy hammer in his hand seemed lighter than usual.

And the impact point of the hammer on the sword embryo was also three points accurate. Is this the benefit of breaking through the physical body?

However, even so, after he kept calcining, tempering, and quenching outside the cold pool, he persisted for more than an hour, and finally he collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion.

"This is not forging a sword, this is clearly refining the body without risking one's life!"

Panting and muttering.

Looking at the black sword embryo on the ground, it didn't change much even though it was forged with all its strength.

The mind is indeed a stubborn piece of iron and needs time to be tempered.

Clap your hands and walk towards the square to the south.

Looking up at the dragon's skeleton still standing in the square, Li Ye regained his breath and walked slowly away.

When he crawled on the abdomen of the skeleton, he took a quick look and saw a gray tendon under the dragon's broad spine. Over the years, the flesh and blood gradually melted away.

Only the skeleton and the dragon's tendons remained, as if telling Li Ye the story of its struggle with the sky.

With a slight sigh, Li Ye carefully climbed onto the dragon's skeleton and carefully removed the dragon's tendons from the dragon's bones.

He put it in his hand and stroked it gently. He only needed about four feet of this dragon tendon that was several feet long to make a bow string. The rest could be saved to cast another bow and arrow for Mu Mu later.

He clasped his hands together and recited the Rebirth Mantra several times in his mouth, and said again: "Senior Jiaolong, since your dragon soul has been transformed by this junior, please give this dragon tendon to this junior. If he can rely on it in the future,

Fighting on the battlefield, you will be able to regain your former glory."

After muttering some words, he hugged the dragon tendons and left the cave.

...

He found a piece of animal skin from the wooden house and gently wiped off the dust on the surface of the dragon tendon. What appeared in front of Li Ye was a bright yellow dragon tendon with a light luster.

He took out the iron bow from the sword case, measured the required length, took out his knife and carefully cut the dragon tendon, but nothing happened.

Feeling anxious, I increased my strength a little more, and then a little harder, but the knife in my hand was still unable to reach the dragon tendon in front of me.

This is a treasure. Ordinary swords and guns cannot handle it, so a sword is needed.

With a thought in mind, I took out Ruoshui, which I hadn't used for a long time, gathered my strength, and tried to cut the dragon tendon again. This time, it was like a sword passing through gold and stone, cutting about half of it.

Seeing that there was something going on, Li Ye was overjoyed and increased his intensity. Before half a stick of incense had passed, he had a dragon tendon about four feet tall in his hand.

After another quarter of an hour of entanglement, following Ouyang Dongli's previous method, a complete iron bow finally appeared in Li Ye's hands.

Holding the bow in his left hand and pulling the string with his right hand, he wanted to test the power of the iron bow.

However, he used all his strength to operate the "Phaseless Dharmakaya" technique to the extreme, and could only pull the iron bow to a semicircle.

If you want to gain one more point, it won't work.

Sighing, is it necessary to practice the eighth-level mental method to perfection? Only by losing this mortal body can the iron bow be fully drawn?

Walking to the cliff in front of the wooden house and looking at the cedar on the mountain stream opposite, Li Ye took out a bamboo arrow in his hand.

These are the same arrows that my husband bought in the small town of Liexi on the Fuchun River.

He calmly drew the iron bow to a semicircle and stared at the cedar on the opposite mountain stream.

Relax, relax again, he tried to recall the feeling of practicing archery on the Fuchun River, three arrows fired at the same time, the back arrow catching up with the front arrow...

He raised the iron bow slightly by half a minute, and with full concentration, he loosened his fingers and let go of the bamboo arrow in his hand.

With a "buzz" sound, the bowstring made of dragon tendons rang softly, and the bamboo arrows shot towards the cedar trees in the opposite mountain stream like lightning...

After a while, the arrow passed silently, but Li Ye's eyes saw that the bamboo arrow from the string had been inserted into the stem of a cedar tree in the mountain stream.

The feathers on the arrow tail are still shaking gently...

"I'm afraid the distance is not a hundred but ninety feet, right?" Li Ye thought to himself.

With the iron bow in his hand, he exceeded the shooting range on the Fuchun River.

Ande's bow is as curved as the bright moon,

The bamboo arrow passes through the cold mountain pine.

With a low groan in his mouth, he turned around and returned to the table in front of the room. He put away the remaining dragon tendons and the sword box, while looking for ways to improve his archery skills.

The three arrows Ouyang Dongli gave him could not be moved easily. If the bow was not drawn to the full moon, it would not be able to exert the power of the golden arrows made of the dead iron from the sky. It was simply a waste.

The bamboo arrows my husband bought were too light, so it seemed that the only option was to find suitable materials and opportunities to cast new arrow branches.

At least, once he has cultivated the eighth level of mental skills to a perfect state, he will be able to reach the state where his eyes can reach and where his arrows can reach.

As for higher levels, he doesn't want to think about it yet, it's too far away.

I carefully checked the arrows that my husband bought and found that there were only about ten arrows left. I sighed. If I want to practice sword practice, I have to find materials to make arrows myself. Fortunately, this is Fangcun Mountain, and there is no shortage of materials on the mountain.

He looked up at the sky and saw that it was almost noon, so he hurriedly cooked a bowl of meat rice, finished eating and went back to the hut to rest for half an hour.

Then he quickly descended from the cliff and headed deep into the mountains to find a bamboo forest.

...

At the end of the season, when Mr. Li Hongxiu and Mu Mu returned to the wooden house, the strong fragrance of the stewed toon with dried meat in the iron pot in front of the house was already wafting.

Li Ye sat on the stone slab and was about to bake the bamboo branches in his hands.

When he went out in the afternoon, he found a purple bamboo forest without much effort. After cutting down some old bamboo strips, he was baking and correcting them to make bamboo arrows.

Mu Mu walked over to him like a curious baby, squatted beside him and asked, "Brother, why are you cutting these purple bamboos again?"

Li Ye raised his head and greeted his husband and Li Hongxiu.

He looked at Mu Mu and said with a smile: "When I have nothing to do, I used it to make bamboo arrows. I haven't practiced them since I came ashore from the Fuchun River."

Mu Mu said "Oh" and said, "Then make some for Mu Mu, and I will also practice archery another day."

Li Hongxiu smelled the smell of toon and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to actually prepare dinner. We just happened to hunt two pheasants today and cook them for dinner. Mu Mu has been craving for it for a long time."

"Okay, once this meat is stewed, we'll roast the pheasant chicken."

Li Ye put away the purple bamboo in his hand and placed it on the right side of the wooden house while replying to Li Hongxiu's words.

"Mumu, come with me to wash up. I see you have turned into a little cat after running around all day."

Li Hongxiu shouted, took a bucket, and went with Mu Mu to get water from the mountain spring to wash up.

The gentleman sat down and took two pieces of charcoal from the fire on the ground and threw them into the small stove to make tea.

He looked at Li Ye and asked, "Okay, why did you think of practicing archery?"

Li Ye smiled and said: "It happens that the dragon's tendons are still there. The iron bow that Master Ouyang gave me had no string, so he took the dragon's tendons and put it on the bow... The dragon's tendons are still there."

A lot, sir, do you want it?"

After saying that, he handed the iron bow in his hand to the gentleman.

The husband thought for a while and replied: "I won't use it for the moment. I'll leave it with you first. I'll get it from you when I need it."

After that, he poured out the remaining tea in the pot and washed the pot and teacup carefully.

"How far can I shoot with an iron bow?" the gentleman asked while pouring water to make tea.

Li Ye smiled after hearing this, pointed to the cedar on the other side of the mountain stream and said, "About a hundred feet. My current strength is not enough, and the bamboo arrows my husband bought before were too light. I guess the arrows made of purple bamboo can go farther."

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The teacher looked in the direction of Li Ye's finger. After looking for a long time, he turned back and said with a faint smile: "It's not bad. Practice more and you will need it in the future."

"Sir, do you want to try it?" Li Ye looked at him and said with a smile.

When the teacher heard this, he glared at him and replied angrily: "My teacher is not good at shooting."
To be continued...