The two went to Tianyu Mountain, passed through the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou, and arrived at Kunlun Snow Mountain.
After walking for several more hours, we finally arrived at the place where Chongming Gong was placed.
Feng Danyuan was carrying the Kunlun Yue behind him, his face was not red and he was out of breath. Nan Ming, who was following Feng Danyuan, was not doing well.
Halfway through, Feng Danyuan stopped and asked him: "Can you keep up? You need to go slower. It doesn't hurt to just tell him."
"I can keep up, no need." Nan Ming refused.
Feng Danyuan curled his lips, said nothing, and walked like flying.
Nanming: "..."
His kung fu is considered to be among the best in the world - however, that is in the world, compared with Feng Danyuan who already possesses the realm of gods "Canghailu"... ahem, humans and gods naturally cannot compare.
So at this moment, Nanming looked fine on the surface, but in fact he was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.
Feng Danyuan didn't even need to reach out, he would probably fall over if he poked him with his little finger.
Fortunately, when Nanming could no longer hold on any longer, Feng Danyuan finally stopped and said, "You stand aside and I will take out the Chongming Bow first."
Nan Ming nodded lightly, feeling relieved and walked aside slightly stiffly.
Finally, I can finally rest.
On the other side, Feng Danyuan mobilized "Canghailu" to search for traces of Chongming Gong.
After confirming the position, he controlled the collapse of the snow mountain with the "Canghailu" in one hand, and split the earth with the void in the other hand, and took out the Chongming Bow from the junction of the two spaces.
The big bow that had been dusted for thousands of years reappeared in the world, and Nan Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.
Feng Danyuan raised his hand, and the Chongming bow landed lightly in front of Nanming.
"Try." Feng Danyuan continued to stabilize the trembling snow peaks around him.
Nan Ming stepped forward slowly, bent down, stretched out his hand to touch the big bow stained by the traces of time, and said silently in his heart: Long time no see.
Holding the cold bow body with his hand, he tried to lift the big bow with all his strength.
Who would have thought that the big bow would not move at all.
And because he used too much force, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Thanks to his quick reaction and quick stabilization, he avoided the embarrassment——
Noticing the two glances, Nan Ming's heart skipped a beat: Is it too late?
Feng Danyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Ming with a half-smile, "Can't you pick it up?"
Nan Ming looked ugly: "..."
Feng Danyuan seemed to suddenly realize: "Oh, I think about it. This is Chi You's heaviest artifact. It can't be picked up by ordinary people, and it's even harder to pull it apart."
Nan Ming's expression turned even uglier: "..."
You don't need to "specially" emphasize it. I know that this bow is different from the other eight divine weapons. Even if you don't have divine power, you still need extraordinary strength to pick it up.
Feng Danyuan took the Kunlun Yue from behind and said to Nanming: "I will help you cleanse your meridians, and then transfer some of the divine power on the bow into your body, and you should be able to use this bow."
Nanming had no other choice.
Fine.
"Canghailu" gushes out, and the power of Kunlun Snow Jade soaks into Nanming's body, and quickly spreads to the eight extraordinary meridians and internal organs.
Nanming was caught off guard, his body shook, and he almost screamed.
At the critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed the cry that had reached his throat.
The head can be cut off and the blood can be shed, but Feng Danyuan must not be allowed to laugh!
