"Open the bow! Release the arrow!"
When the early morning sun shone into the village, the young men of the Qingyi tribe, led by the archer Qingying, lined up neatly on the martial arts field.
"Boohoo!"
The sharp arrow leaves the string and roars through the sky.
The arrows pierced deeply into the ironwood target, and the arrow tails made of goshawk feathers buzzed and trembled.
"Hit the bull's-eye, three points deep. That's right, little bastards, you haven't been lazy these days."
Qingying glanced at the archery target and was quite satisfied with the archery skills of these young men.
Hitting the target is the basic requirement, but hitting the target three points is a manifestation of strength. To be able to score a three-point shot on an ironwood target, the cultivation of these young men must be at least the sixth level of the "Witchman" realm.
In a large tribe, this strength is naturally not very strong. In a small tribe like the Qingyi tribe, it is already a good strength.
"Da da da!"
At this time, a burst of footsteps sounded.
Everyone turned to look and saw Qing Ming holding a long bow and walking slowly towards the shooting range with heavy steps.
"Why is Qing Ming here again?"
Qingying, who taught the young boy how to do archery, couldn't help but sigh and shook his head when he saw this stubborn and strong young man.
In this world, there are many things that cannot be achieved through hard work!
"Qing Ming? Why is this waste here again?"
"Can he not come? If the young men in the tribe do not participate in training, food will not be distributed. If he does not come, will he starve to death?"
"How can he be trained like this? He can't even see, but he can still shoot arrows?"
"Just for free? After all, he has been eating for so many years!"
Seeing Qing Ming approaching, some of the teenagers on the shooting range mocked disdainfully, some shook their heads in sympathy, and some ignored him.
"Qing Ming, you..."
Qingying looked at Qing Ming who walked into the shooting range silently, and opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.
"Uncle Qingying, my eyes are healed."
Qing Ming raised his bow and arrow, faced the arrow target in front, smiled and nodded to Qing Ying.
"alright?"
Hearing this, Qingying was stunned, and raised his eyes to look at Qingming's eyes. There... they were still gray and without any luster.
"well… "
With a long sigh, Qingying shook his head.
"Hmph! You're obviously blind, but you're still telling lies? Who are you lying to? Even if you're eating for free, there's no need to tell lies, right?"
At this time, a young man standing next to Qing Ming glanced at Qing Ming's gray eyes and snorted heavily.
"I'm no longer blind, and... from now on, I don't need to eat for nothing!"
With a calm smile, Qing Ming raised his bow and nocked an arrow, aimed at the target in front of him, and drew the bowstring.
"Buzz!"
There was a sound from the string, and the sharp arrow left the string and flew through the air. The sharp sound of breaking through the sky seemed to tear the sky apart.
"boom!"
There was a violent explosion, and the sharp arrow hit the bull's-eye. And... it penetrated the archery target directly!
"Isn't it?"
"Is this nonsense?"
"A blind man can also shoot an arrow? And he shot through the target? Is this impossible?"
Seeing this arrow, the entire shooting range was in an uproar.
All the teenagers opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them for a long time!
"you you… "
Qing Ying jumped to Qing Ming's side and looked at the young man with gray eyes and no luster in shock, "You can hit it? And... you shot through the target? Are you already at the tenth level of the shaman realm?"
"Uncle Qingying, I can see it, and my cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds."
Qing Ming put down his long bow, smiled and nodded towards Qing Ying, "Uncle Qing Ying, can I come over for training in the future?"
"You... what is going on? How could you suddenly be able to see? And your cultivation has grown so much?"
For Qing Ming's performance, it can only be said to be a miracle. Qingying just felt unbelievable.
"The ancestral spirits appeared and gave grace."
This is what the "Wood Emperor" asked him to say. In Qing Ming's heart, the "Wood Emperor" is an ancestral spirit even older than the ancestral spirit. It is certainly correct to say that the ancestral spirit manifested itself as a saint.
"Ancestor... Ancestor spirit appears as a saint?"
Qingying's eyes widened and he was in a daze.
When did the "ancestral spirits" become so generous? Isn’t it true that after often offering sacrifices, no grace is given at all? Now there is not even a sacrifice, but grace is just given
It’s about the ancestral spirit, and there’s nothing anyone can say about it.
Among the tribes in the Southern Wilderness, ancestral spirits are the most sacred. The ancestral spirit of each tribe is the patron saint, guide and source of strength.
Although such blessings from ancestors are rare, they are not unheard of.
It is also very troublesome to go to the ancestor spirits to confirm this kind of thing. The ancestral spirits have been sleeping deep in the ancestral land for many years and will not wake up unless they are offering sacrifices.
At the time of sacrifice, the opportunity is rare. Who would waste this opportunity to ask the ancestors whether they have blessed Qingming
"Well, now that you can see, let's come to training!"
Looking at Qing Ming's gray eyes, Qing Ying was speechless. He was obviously still blind! How can you see it? What magical powers did the ancestral spirit display
This kind of miracle that allows blind people to see is probably only possible by the ancestor spirits.
"Very good, this young man Qing Ming is already on his way! I don't have to worry about Emperor Mu being there to fool him."
Li Yu found a floating island in the southern wilderness, arranged it casually, made a simple cave, and began to study what he had learned from Pangu.
"According to the theory of Xiao Meng's world. Pangu, Nuwa, and even the specious Sanqing in this world should be regarded as 'other and me', right?"
Just relying on Li Yu's memory, he could find many worlds where characters like Sanqing existed. For example, "The World of the Gods", "Journey to the West", "The Legend of White Snake", "Shu Mountain" and so on.
The Sanqings in these worlds have different strengths. Some are extremely powerful, while others have their alchemy furnaces overturned by monkeys.
According to Xiao Meng's world, these should all be considered "others and me".
"Ignore that for now. Let's see if the 'Jade Disk of Creation' in this world is so magical. See how capable Pangu is in this world."
After releasing his soul, Li Yu began to understand the rules of heaven and earth contained in the jade plate of creation.
"Three thousand avenues are all contained in it. The jade plate of creation is indeed true."
Although I don’t know if the jade disc of creation in the “prehistoric world” is like this. But the "Jade Disk of Creation" in front of me really contains all the laws of this world.
"This is the easiest rule of heaven and earth to obtain."
In other worlds, Li Yu had to think of various ways to obtain the rules of heaven and earth. In this world, it would be effortless to rob Pangu directly.
Well, robbing Pangu can only happen once!
If Pangu hadn't been in a desperate state and Li Yu wanted to rob him, he would probably have to hit him on the head with the "Opening Sky Axe".
The rules of heaven and earth are handled with ease. He has many experiences of comprehending and controlling the rules of heaven and earth. It is very easy for the rules of heaven and earth in this Pangu world to be integrated into its own origin.
But... Chaos is more troublesome!
"Pangu never thought about it? He never thought about what chaos is?"
Li Yu shook his head helplessly.
Pangu was born from chaos, then created the world, cut through chaos, and gave birth to the Pangu world.
However, his impression of Chaos is just... "It's so black"
"I'm most annoyed by such a thick-headed guy!"
Li Yu is so depressed!
If you think about it seriously, you will die! How do you want me to interpret a "black thing"