From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

Chapter 173 Mulberry Bow and Bamboo Arrow

At this moment, Chen Yu's real body has returned to the space from the market town, with a smile on his face.

The market town was bustling with noise, but he, with his mind divided, could still feel the freedom and ease that he felt thousands of miles away.

After taking more than a dozen plants of Huanzhen Grass, Chen Yu's level of spiritual concentration was already equivalent to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but in terms of total amount it was still slightly inferior.

The third-grade, top-quality Huanzhen Grass had lost its effect on him.

Higher-grade spiritual herbs were also produced by the Jade Dew of Creation, but he did not intend to try it.

Spiritual practice requires progress in all aspects. It is not a good thing if one aspect is out of balance.

Only when the spiritual consciousness is slightly higher can the shortcomings of magic power be made up more quickly.

Chen Yu raised his head and swallowed the three red fruits at the same time, while circulating the golden elixir to cultivate his magic power.

The golden elixir in his body was already half the size of a quail egg, glowing with a dim light.

The magic long sword Qinglian, which is made of thunder spirit gold, is tempered as the golden elixir absorbs and releases magic power. There is a subtle tendency for the material to be advanced.

When Chen Yu looked inward with his spiritual consciousness, the magic weapon looked like a golden needle.

When you get really close, it looks like it is normal size.

It is like this, as can be seen in a mustard seed, which contains Mount Sumeru.

Dantian is a unique space, and Chen Yu still doesn’t know the reason for its creation.

The human body has a great secret, otherwise how can it resonate with the power of heaven and earth.

Cultivation is the process of gradually discovering this power, and to truly find the secret may be to reach a realm above that of immortals.

As the training came to an end, the circulation of the golden elixir slowed down, but did not stop.

The magic power is still growing and constantly nourishing the physical body and the spiritual sword.

Now that he had a magic weapon for close combat, Chen Yu wanted to refine another magic weapon for long-range attack as a supplement.

He came to the outside of the earth fire magic circle beside the pond, and with a flash of light from his fingertips, the trunk of a mulberry tree broke.

This fire-tipped mulberry tree is five hundred years old, and the quality of its trunk is of the highest quality, second-grade upper grade.

The tree looked very old, and was close to the upper limit of its lifespan. It was unknown when the higher level third-order fire-tip mulberry would mutate.

Over the years, the second-level materials collected in the space due to the end of the lifespan of the spiritual trees have piled up into a small mountain.

However, although the concentration of spiritual energy in most cases is sufficient, the texture is hard and brittle, making it unsuitable for making spiritual tools.

Only the fresh trunk of the fire mulberry tree, after being refined using special techniques, has a much better effect than ordinary spiritual gold.

Now that we have the materials for the bow body, we need to find something else for the bowstring.

The spider silk of the demon spider was too weak, and the cultivator who was building the foundation broke it with a wave of his hand.

Chen Yu took out the dragon tendon that he had treasured for a long time. It was still fresh after all these years.

However, this dragon tendon is too large, its spiritual energy is disordered, and its texture is loose.

He used his magic power to temper it until it was as thick as his little finger, and then wrapped it around the two ends of the prepared bow.

The dragon tendon with the most abundant spiritual energy that was cut off was several meters long, but after tempering it became only a little more than three feet long.

Then the fire of mana surged, allowing the two to fit better.

After being refined, the spiritual weapon is of the second-grade superior quality. When magic power is infused into it, it emits a faint glow.

The bow made of mulberry wood is tough and strong, and dragon tendons are rare treasures.

Next, you need to cut some second-level purple bamboo and refine it into equally precious spiritual arrows.

There are twenty-five clumps of purple bamboo in the space, with sixty to seventy bamboos in each clump.

The number is much smaller than before the advancement, and the growth rate is slower, but the value is greatly improved.

This piece of second-grade, top-quality purple bamboo can be made into about fifteen second-grade, top-quality bamboo arrows, forty medium-quality bamboo arrows, and seventy low-quality bamboo arrows.

The remaining bamboo branches and leaves are also quite popular among monsters in ordinary areas.

After the complete set of spiritual weapons were refined, Chen Yu tried shooting an arrow in the space, using a target made of blue spiritual gold.

Jindan Zhenjun used a second-level spiritual weapon to directly shape the bowstring into a full moon without damaging its foundation.

With a "whoosh" sound, the arrow was completely immersed in the hard spiritual gold, leaving only a small hole.

Chen Yu split the target in half and found that the purple bamboo arrow had penetrated more than ten feet into the target.

As for the low-level monster feathers on the tail, they had already turned into ashes during the high-speed flight.

If locked with spiritual sense, this arrow is enough to kill a person in the late foundation building stage from ten miles away.

It took less than an hour to pack up the spiritual weapons and materials.

Chen Yu separated a small part of his consciousness and returned to the spirit puppet.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the demon monkey in the cave was still lying on the ground in a mess.

Not long after, the Monkey King looked at thousands of his fellow monkeys below with sleepy eyes, and then let out a loud roar.

Turning back, I saw that Chen Yu had woken up and was sitting upright in the guest seat.

The Monkey King exclaimed: "Brother Yang has a good drinking capacity. He can drink more than this monkey that grew up in wine."

"I have been drunk for seven or eight hours, even the drunkard has sobered up, brother Monkey, please don't deceive me."

It scratched its head awkwardly and said, "Hehe, I saw Brother Yang fell asleep, so I didn't want to disturb him, so I drank another jar by myself.

However, the hundred-year-old Five Spirits Wine has a strong aftereffect, so it is not surprising that Brother Yang got drunk."

Chen Yu changed the subject and said, "I see that Brother Monkey has a lot of wine in his collection. I don't know when and where he brewed the wine."

The Monkey King said, “The spiritual fruits mature at different times. On my island, I have 1,200 low-quality fruit trees, 300 medium-quality fruit trees, and 36 high-quality fruit trees.

There are countless other common fruit trees, which are used for both eating and making wine.”

Chen Yu was a little surprised, he had collected all the spiritual fruit tree species here, but because the space was limited, there were not many of each type.

It is also because the value of medium and low-grade spiritual fruits is not high, and it takes a long time to harvest them. On average, the annual output will not exceed one thousand spiritual stones.

Otherwise, they would attract the attention of the Foundation Establishment Real Person, and no matter how many Qi Refining stage demon monkeys there were, they would not be able to be saved.

“Only spiritual fruits of medium quality and above are brewed in the cave. Brother Yang, please come and see it later.

Others belong to various small tribes, often hiding in caves and hollow tree trunks.

Brother Yang also knows that there are few cultivators passing through here, and the only group of monsters living here are our monkey tribe.

The spiritual wine is distributed throughout the mountains and fields and has almost never been stolen.

What’s more, my monkey tribe has lived here for generations, and we have accumulated countless spiritual fruit wines.”

At this moment, all the demon monkeys in the cave stood up, and the Monkey King asked them to go outside to be on guard.

Then a pair of rough monkey paws pulled Chen Yu into the depths of the cave for a tour.

There was indeed a different world behind the rock. Above the head, there were hundreds of star-like luminous pearls, illuminating the inside as bright as day.

It's a pity that it doesn't have much spiritual energy and can only be used as a treasure in the mortal world.

Maybe some monks would use it for decoration, but in the eyes of most people its value is not as real as a few spirit stones.

It’s better this way, otherwise it would be troublesome if it attracted the covetousness of monks or other monsters.

"Brother Yang, please take a look. This is the spiritual fruit wine that was newly brewed this year. The higher the wine, the higher the grade."

There were hundreds of wine jars of various sizes and shapes piled up in front of Chen Yu, and the cave was filled with spiritual energy.