Chapter 3842

Soon the three of them came to the crafting workshop, which was empty, with a solid metal table in the middle, the body of the soul-locking bow, and the refined dragon tendon were randomly thrown on it.

Lin Yi glanced at the dragon tendon. After being refined for a while, it became much smaller, less than one meter long, the thickness of a little finger, and the color changed from orange to golden yellow.

Artifact refining is the same as alchemy. It needs something like a cauldron. It is the personal belongings of the artisan. Mo Ye has already put it away. The hem of his robe is tucked around his waist, and his wide sleeves are rolled up. The two strong arms were exposed, looking clean and neat.

Seeing Lin Yi's arrival, he rolled up his sleeves again, looking as if he was about to start work. The refiner who had entered the state had a serious expression on his face: "Little friend Yi is here, we can start."

"What do you need me to do?" Lin Yi said without delay.

"It's very simple, I want four war slaves, just follow my arrangement." Mo Ye picked up the bow body and dragon tendon with both hands respectively.

"Um."

Lin Yi nodded, and released the four war slaves with a thought. Under Mo Ye's order, the four war slaves got busy. Two of them bent their bows and adjusted the angle, and the other two war slaves stretched the dragon's tendons. Then Mo Ye was in charge of retying the bowstring.

The whole process sounds simple and looks simple, but it requires a lot of strength. It could be seen that Mo Ye himself was having a hard time when he continued the bowstring.

The four war slaves are very relaxed. They are physically strong and belong to the strength type of players. This little thing can't trouble them.

"alright!"

Gong Xuan quickly continued, and under Mo Ye's signal, Lin Yi put away the war slave.

Shhhhhh~~~

Then Mo Ye made another move, one after another miraculous spells were injected into the soul-locking bow, just like alchemy formulas, used to stabilize the internal structure of the soul-locking bow.

Lin Yi and Mo Feng didn't know how to refine weapons, so they could only stand aside and watch stupidly. Mo Yu was very attentive, observing Mo Ye's techniques without blinking.

"Om~~~~"

"Aww~~~Aww~~~"

With the entry of one after another strange spells, the soul-locking bow trembled slightly, especially on the bow xuan, which emitted thousands of golden lights and the sound of dragon chant.

A small phantom of a black dragon slowly emerged, it was alive and entwined around the bow of the soul-locking bow.

call out--

With Mo Ye's last spell, he shot into the Soul-Locking Bow, the phantom of the black dragon melted into the bowstring and disappeared, and the golden light also dissipated, and the Soul-Locking Bow returned to calm.

Lin Yi took another look at the soul-locking bow, it had indeed changed, it was a little more fierce than before, and from it, Lin Yi also noticed a little breath of the black dragon.

"It's done! How about trying it?"

Mo Ye smiled in relief, casually threw the soul-locking bow on the metal bar table, and wiped the sweat off his face. At this moment, his face turned pale, obviously it took a lot of energy.

"Hey, Brother Yi, let me try!"

Before Lin Yi could make a move, Mo Feng took the lead to come to the case, and reached out to grab the big bow.

In two months, he and Lin Yi had already gotten to know each other well, so if it were someone else, they would not dare to cum like this. Lin Yi smiled lightly, of course he didn't care about these trivial matters.

Mo Ye just frowned, seeing that Lin Yi didn't say anything, he didn't stop him either.

"Good weight!"

Mo Feng held the body of the big bow with one hand, and lifted it violently. What was more embarrassing was that his face was flushed, and the big bow didn't move at all.

He couldn't help being secretly surprised. After Lin Yi helped him temper his body, his physical strength increased several times than before, but he never expected that he couldn't lift the chained soul bow.

"The soul-locking bow is so heavy!" Mo Yu's small face was full of surprise, and she didn't mean to laugh at Mo Feng. With the latter's physical condition, her strength was somewhat stronger than hers. Mo Feng couldn't hold it with one hand, and she couldn't hold it with one hand. Not necessarily moveable.

"Ah~~" Mo Feng yelled loudly, pouring strong strength into his hand, and then raised a corner of the big bow.

Lin Yi shook his head and said: "Don't waste your energy, if you can't lift it up, try it with Gang Qi."

The soul-locking bow is a spiritual weapon handed down from ancient times. It is very heavy, two or three times heavier than the Zilong Bahuang Spear. Only with the strength of the body, few warriors in the realm of the gods can handle it.

Bang Dang~~

As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, the soul-locking bow in Mo Feng's hand slipped onto the metal bar table again.

Mo Feng smiled wryly, then nodded, and slowly spit out the Gang Qi, and held the soul-locking bow with his hand again, but this time he picked up the big bow with ease.

Stellar energy is a blessing to strength, and after the stellar energy is poured into the soul-locking bow, the bow body will also become lighter, which makes it easy for him to pick up the soul-locking bow. Lingbing and Lingbing have such characteristics, Otherwise, it wouldn't be called a spirit soldier.

"Om~~~"

Mo Feng held the big bow with one hand, pressed his thumb against the inside of the bow, and began to pull the bowstring with the other hand. This time he used all his breastfeeding energy, but the bowstring was not pulled out of the arc, and it was still stretched straight.

Facts have proved that Mo Feng can't use this soul-locking bow, it's too heavy to pull it open.

"Brother Yi, this is too heavy." Mo Feng had a bitter face, and had to put the big bow back on the table.

"Let me try it!"

Lin Yi smiled slightly, and took a few steps forward to pick up the soul-locking bow. The heavy soul-locking bow was in his hand, like a toy for a three-year-old child, and he picked it up without a little bit of energy.

"Om~~~"

Lin Yi slowly pulled the bow away, the divine bow shone brightly, and a phantom of a black dragon reappeared, twisting and writhing around the big bow, adding a bit of murderous aura invisibly.

"Good weight!"

After only drawing one-fifth of the bow, Lin Yi just felt that the strength used was equivalent to the original state of the original bow. His arm trembled, and he continued to exert force, pulling it away by half. No matter how hard he tried, he could only pull it to this extent.

Don't look at it is only opened by half. If he meets Tuoba Qiu again, Lin Yi is confident that he will be shot with one arrow.

boom!

Lin Yi suddenly let go of the bowstring, bringing out an invisible energy, which lingered and hit Baizhang directly. A boulder at the gate of the refining workshop was smashed to pieces.

He didn't use any spiritual energy, and just relied on the strong wind brought out by Gong Xuan to smash the boulder hundreds of meters away. Such a power was not possessed by the previous soul-locking bow.

"Hehe! How does Xiaoyou Yi feel? Are you satisfied?" Mo Ye smiled.

"That's right, I'm very satisfied, thank you, Old Mo!" Lin Yi put away the soul-locking bow with his backhand, and then solemnly clasped his fists at Mo Ye.

Mo Ye waved his hand: "There is no need to do this, it is an honor to be able to refine such an ancient weapon."

"By the way, the power of this soul-locking bow has been fully released. If it is fully drawn, it should be able to shoot and kill the land gods. I hope you use it carefully." Mo Ye reminded.

Shoot the land gods? Mo Feng and Mo Yu looked at each other, and couldn't help being horrified. They couldn't even imagine that with just a big bow, they could shoot and kill the strongest people like gods on land.

"oh?"

Lin Yi's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile. With his current physical strength, he couldn't pull all the soul-locking bows away. But it won't be long before he can smash his body, and when his body enters the high-level silver phase, it shouldn't be a problem to pull the soul-locking bow.

At that time, even if there is no Seven War Slaves, he will have the strength to fight against the land gods.

"Old Mo, Xiaofeng, I've been bothering you for a long time, I should leave." Looking to the northeast, a soft look appeared in Lin Yi's eyes. After leaving Qiongshan for more than half a year, he wanted to go back.

For Qiongshan, Lin Yi didn't have much sense of belonging. What he missed more was the fifth peak, the ordinary life of the fifth peak, and the eighth senior brother.

After running along Dongsheng Continent for half a circle, Lin Yi was a little tired and wanted to go back and have a rest.

He still feels comfortable on the fifth peak. During the day, he practiced boxing with the eighth senior brother. In the evening, the two of them sat on the green tile hut and played the flute. The cool breeze and the company of fine wine were so refreshing.

"I don't know what happened to the eighth senior brother, did he advance to the stage of transformation?" Lin Yi felt lost.

"Young friend Yi, please go ahead!" Mo Ye cupped his fists slightly, showing a kind smile.

"Brother Yi, you want to go?"

"Master Yi, you..."

Mo Feng and Mo Yu spoke at the same time, and there was a sense of reluctance in their words.

"Um!"

Lin Yi glanced at Mo Yu, then looked at Mo Feng, and said solemnly: "Xiaofeng, I am a disciple of the Fifth Peak of Qiongshan, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, please send me a message directly, from Qiongshan to here quickly."

Lin Yi's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile. With his current physical strength, he couldn't pull all the soul-locking bows away. But it won't be long before he can smash his body, and when his body enters the high-level silver phase, it shouldn't be a problem to pull the soul-locking bow.

"Yeah! Brother Yi, you have to take care!" Mo Feng nodded heavily, looking a little frustrated.

"Hehe!" Mo Ye laughed. He, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, naturally understood what Lin Yi meant. The latter's words were undoubtedly tantamount to giving Mo Feng a talisman, and giving back to the Mo family.

call--

With a thought in Lin Yi's mind, a handsome blue bird flew out from the Qiankun Ring. It gave Lin Yi a docile look, and then landed beside him.

"Is this a divine beast?"

Under the surprised eyes of the grandparents and grandchildren, Lin Yi jumped onto Xiaoqing's back, and with one wing, it soared into the air and flew towards Qiongshan.

From Qitian City to Qiongshan, there is also an ancient road. The distance is not far, less than 200 million miles. With Xiaoqing's speed, it took a few days to reach the range of Qiongshan.

After returning to Qiongshan, Lin Yi put Xiaoqing away, flew in the air, and flew in the direction of the fifth peak.

Between the sea of ​​clouds.

Lin Yi flew slowly, and looked in the direction of the Fifth Peak, where it was still the same, with a few blue-tiled huts in the distance, looming in the clouds and mist.

"Hahaha~~ Brother Eighth, I'm back."

Back at the fifth peak, Lin Yi was in a good mood, and shouted at the blue tile hut from a distance.

What is puzzling is that the fifth peak was quiet, and Xiao Moli did not respond to him.

"Eighth senior brother, I'm back, come out quickly."

"Brother Eight, are you there? I'm Lin Yi."

"Eighth Senior Brother..."