Chapter 5 Li's Magical Archery

Inside the house, Xu Xuan's mind moved, and the mirror flashed.

The ground was filled with miscellaneous tiger meat and a picture book.

"The first fish is here."

Xu Xuan thought about it, and reflected the words of the calming method, hunting talisman, and fire calling talisman on the mirror.

It's better not to send them all over, otherwise there will be nothing next time.

After doing this, he picked up the picture book, which had five big characters on it, Li's magic arrow method.

He flipped through a few articles at random, mainly pictures, with annotations below the pictures.

With just one glance, Xu Xuan knew that the level of the mirror world was higher than this side, at least in terms of martial arts.

While this side was still training muscles, the mirror world began to pay attention to breathing and transforming qi and blood.

There is still no such thing as internal force, but by practicing qi and blood, the physical body can break through to the peak state of the human body.

The white tiger meat is placed in the warehouse behind the yard, and is eaten when practicing the magic arrow method. The practice of qi and blood requires a lot of meat, and tiger bones can be used to soak wine.

Xu Xuan put away the booklet and took advantage of the night to move the tiger meat to the warehouse next door.

This is his yard, not Xu's house, and no one usually comes in.

After finishing these, Xu Xuan sat on the bed.

"It is certain that you can practice magic in the mirror world. This side should lack some spiritual energy."

Xu Xuan had an idea.

There should be something with spiritual energy in the world over there. If I let the other party get something with spiritual energy, can I practice it?

If so, then I am invincible in this world.

"Let them grow up first. Fortunately, the time flow rate is one to ten."

The spell is effective, which makes Xu Xuan's heart burn.

"There is hope for immortality!"

It's a pity that I can't pass through the mirror, maybe I don't have enough strength to go.

One month later.

The back mountain, the woods.

The breeze blows, and the leaves fall.

Xu Xuan stared at the trajectory of the fallen leaves with his big eyes, his eyes did not blink, and his left hand still held an ox horn bow.

Suddenly, he moved.

A ball of heat burst out from his body, his limbs and bones were warm, and his body generated huge strength out of thin air.

He instantly pulled the ox-horn bow to full strength and shot an arrow!

Whoosh!

The arrow flew quickly, hit one of the fallen leaves, and nailed it hard on the tree trunk.

Whoosh!

Then two more arrows hit the target accurately.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five arrows in a row again, this time the accuracy was a little worse, but it could still hit the big target.

After doing all this, Xu Xuan was already sweating profusely.

"Huh, it's both laborious and exhausting. Archers are indeed an elite force."

Name: Xu Xuan

Lifespan: 18/73

Realm: None

Kung Fu: None

Spells: Kaishan Dao (Great Success 12%), Zhan Zhuang Gong (Great Success 21%), Eagle Claw Gong (Minor Success 2%), Li's Magic Arrow (Entry 35%)

"The lethality is 80 steps, and the range is 150 steps. With a 70-jin ox horn bow, you can shoot eight arrows in one breath. The first three arrows can hit the precise part, and the last five arrows can hit the target at a random position. If you shoot 100 arrows, it will take about half an hour to shoot them all."

This is the power of entry.

Xu Xuan took a deep breath. After a month of breathing and eating meat, his qi and blood have grown a lot, and his vision and senses have been strengthened.

With the improvement of proficiency, the vision, strength, bow and arrow range and bow and arrow strength can be greatly improved.

If you can shoot 20 arrows quickly with a 150-jin bow, you can basically be called a battlefield god in the world without magic.

This refers to rapid shooting. If you pull it hard, it will definitely be more than that.

If you go up to 200 or 300 kilograms, it is basically no different from a human-shaped turret. At this stage, it is not the level of this world.

So when there is no magic, this archery is worth practicing.

Xu Xuan packed up and walked out of the woods.

Came to Lizhuang to rest for a while.

Li Hu was wearing a robe and brought five guards.

"Let's go."

Came to the mountain where they performed sacrifices last time.

Xu Xuan saw his cheap father and second brother and came forward to say hello.

"Well, this time you and Feng'er are together, remember to protect your brother." Xu Guangting said.

"Yes."

Xu Xuan glanced at the eight-foot-tall barbarian guards beside Xu Feng, thinking that they still need protection.

The two stood beside Xu Guangting.

Three people from the Xu family, three from the mountain barbarians, plus the three brought by Li Hu, a total of nine people pretended to be corpses.

There were also three carriages pulling coffins, which were also filled with salt.

Corpse-driving is a legend in western Hunan. Most people are afraid of it. Even officials don't investigate because it's unlucky.

Besides, Li Hu is a famous teacher, so basically no one will investigate.

What if someone really wants to investigate? Then you have to use your money.

In short, it's not that simple to sell illegal salt.

Which road to take, which link to open, who the seller is, these are all very important.

So the two tribes were handed over to Li Hu, who has a wide network of connections.

When everyone was performing the sacrifice, Xu Guangting pulled Xu Feng aside and whispered:

"You must remember the details this time, and let your brother assist you in the future. We must firmly control this kind of wealth."

As for the Shanli tribe, they can earn money from their salt wells.

"I know, I must firmly control it."

Xu Feng promised.

The ghost ceremony ended in the evening, and nine "corpses" wearing thick robes and hats set off in a row.

Now they are not in front of people, so there is no need to act so stiff.

The head of the family Xu Guangting and the leader of the Sanshan Barbarians Liming looked at the figure going away in thought.

Liming said he was the leader of the barbarians, in charge of tens of thousands of people, but he looked like a kind and wealthy man.

Liming spoke Chinese with a strange accent and said, "How much is the profit."

"Father-in-law, there has been some chaos outside recently. The price of private salt has risen sharply. I make two trips a month and earn about 300,000 wen, which is equivalent to 300 taels of silver."

The salt on the "corpse" is the most expensive refined salt, and the coffin on the carriage is coarse salt.

"It's just so-so, not much." Liming was quite dissatisfied.

"There is nothing I can do. You only have one salt well, which produces 30 to 40 stones a month. If you want a higher profit, you can only find a few more wells." Xu Guangting paused and added again, "The Wei family in Meishan also sells private salt, and the output is a little higher than ours. If we defeat them, we will monopolize the private salt in this area, and the price will be even higher."

"Let's talk about it later."

"Yes!"

Night fell, and the forest was foggy.

The dark clouds covered the moonlight, and the village was silent.

Ding Ding...

The bell rang, accompanied by loud shouts.

"The dead are on the road, the living should avoid them!"

Nine figures in black robes lined up in a row, walking stiffly through the village.

The doors of every household in the village were closed, and even the dogs dared not bark.

Xu Xuan held a gong, and Xu Feng held a cymbal, knocking it from time to time.

Behind the team were three carriages with the word "Ming" on them, and Xu Feng's tall guard was one of the drivers.

The team traveled at night and camped during the day.

Wherever they went, the living avoided them.

Of course, they did not dare to take the official road, and usually took the small road.

Whenever they arrived at a populated place, they would set up their posture like now.

There was no need to avoid them at all, others would avoid them, and they had never seen such smuggling.

"It would be great if it was really a corpse-driving technique."

There were a total of three places for everyone to stay in Yiyang this time.

Before the cocks crowed in the early morning, everyone came to the charity cemetery.

Li Hu stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a moment, the heavy door opened, and a blind old man came into view.

"Tiger!"

"Old Third, according to the convention, three rooms, keep an eye on the things." Li Hu handed over a string of copper coins.

A gleam of light flashed in Li San's eyes, and he took the money calmly, and then instructed everyone to put the things away.

He didn't ask anything else.

The charity cemetery is a place to place coffins and corpses. On the surface, there is no charge, but people here also need to eat, so a gray industry has emerged.

Sleep during the day, and in the evening, everyone sets out again.

Walking out of the remote area, looking around, starving people are everywhere.

"Has the Ming Dynasty reached this point?"

Xu Xuan thought.

This Ming is not that Ming. Although the surname is the same, most of the emperors are different.

The historical process is also similar, the basic process is the same, and the nodes are similar.

After more than 200 years of founding the country, the Jin people in the border areas are a problem.

I didn't expect the Han area to become like this. Will there be an uprising of refugees in the future?

Night.

Star array, ghost lights flickering.

The convoy entered the forest.

Xu Xuan suddenly became alert and looked towards the bushes not far away.

"Stop!"

The next second, three people jumped out of the bushes, pointing sharp weapons at everyone.