"The first part of the ceremony is held below, and the sacrifice is made to the heaven and earth!"

After the host read it loudly, the audience immediately calmed down and watched the ceremony quietly. Everyone was very puzzled about how Qingyumen would sacrifice to heaven and earth this time. Although Zhang Mingyuan's qualifications were already in the late stage of the Golden Pill, how could he overwhelm the heroes. In this gap, at some point, on the high altar in the southeast corner of the venue, the table with incense paper was arranged neatly.

"Please give a ritual instrument!"

As the master shouted, two Foundation Establishment disciples carried a box to the venue. There was no doubt that the box should contain the ritual vessels that were needed at extremely high levels. But I just don’t know what kind of ritual vessels it was, but it seemed very heavy, and it actually took two Foundation Establishment disciples to lift them.

The box was carried to Zhang Mingyuan, and the two disciples from the Foundation Establishment Stage had already retreated. For a moment, everyone stared at the box, trying to see what happened. Seeing this, Zhang Mingyuan kept it a lot and opened the box until a while before he opened the box and took out the ritual vessel. And when the ritual vessel was taken out by him, everyone saw clearly that it turned out to be a bow and a stone bow.

I saw that the bow was nearly two meters long and the bow body was extremely thick. The whole bow was simple in shape and had no useless decoration or patterns. Although I was just watching from a distance, there was a heavy and quaint aura on the whole bow.

The most strange thing is that the entire bow is completely stone. Not only is the thick bow body made of stone, but the bow string is also a stone pillar as thick as a little finger. Whether the bow is strong is the elasticity and toughness of the bow string. Although this stone is strong, it is well known that the stone is inelastic. Such a stone bow cannot be pulled at all or is directly broken into several pieces. How can the arrow be shot out?

And there is another point that among all the monks present, no one could tell what level this stone bow was. Since no one could see the level of this bow, there was only one reason, that is, this bow was not a magic weapon at all, but just a mortal weapon. If it was a magic weapon, it would not be surprising even if the stone bow could shoot arrows, but a mortal weapon would go against common sense.

But seeing Qingyu Sect bringing this bow so solemnly, it is naturally outstanding. And everyone just saw that it was difficult for two disciples from the Foundation Establishment Stage to carry this bow. If it were just ordinary stone, how could it have such weight?

At this time, Zhang Mingyuan took the heavy stone bow with one hand, held the bow and raised it forward, and stood there slowly signaling to everyone.

At this time, when they saw the stone bow that Zhang Mingyuan held, everyone else looked confused. But only Zhan Jiu had a serious expression. Not to mention that people from other sects did not recognize this bow, even many disciples in the Qingyu Sect didn't even know the existence of this bow. However, Zhan Jiu, as the original disciple of the Qingyu Sect, knew this bow.

I don’t know which ancestor of the Qingyu Sect got this bow by chance, and I don’t know its origin or its function, so I naturally don’t know what this bow is called. Therefore, this bow is named after its quality and is named Shifei Bow.

The status of the stone-facial bow in the Qingyu Sect has always been very awkward. It was neither discarded at will nor regarded as a treasure. Because everyone could see that this bow had no level and was not a magic weapon made by man, it could only be regarded as an ordinary weapon. If it was just an ordinary weapon, it would be possible to discard it without any need to collect it. However, this ordinary weapon is not only extremely heavy, but also the cultivation level of the elder of the Qingyu Sect in the Yuanying stage cannot be pulled.

Even if the bow that cannot be pulled is not a bow, it is equivalent to a piece of waste. Therefore, the stone-body bow was placed in the warehouse for thousands of years. Until one day, an elder who loved bows and arrows came out of the Qingyu Gate. He was very curious about the stone-body bow and kept it with him to study it. Finally, decades later, he discovered the use of the stone-body bow by his chance.

After the stone-body bow is pulled open, the power is beyond imagination. Just pulling the half-bow, the arrows shot out are as powerful as ordinary top-grade spiritual weapon flying swords. In this way, if you draw the full bow, wouldn't the arrows shot out be close to the magic weapon? Unfortunately, the method the elder found was to pull the stone-body bow to the half-bow. Until today, no one has found a way to pull the full bow.

Seeing that what Qingyumen took out was a stone-body bow, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but sneer. In this way, when others didn't know how to use the stone-body bow, and even if they knew that the method was useless, who could compete with Zhang Mingyuan?

"Please take the altar with your first disciple!"

The host shouted, and Zhang Mingyuan no longer hesitated, and immediately jumped and flew directly to the altar several hundred meters high. Xiao Luoshui stayed below. Although he was one of the protagonists of this ceremony, Zhang Mingyuan was the only disciple of the Qingyu Sect, and only he was qualified to do the sacrifice to heaven and earth.

Zhang Mingyuan went to the altar and placed the stone arch on the side of the table. He immediately picked up a piece of yellow paper and spread it in the air, then picked up a dipped red pen and started writing in the air.

Because it was written in the air, the monks below had good eyesight. So they could see what Zhang Mingyuan wrote clearly. They saw that Zhang Mingyuan was a good calligraphy, but he wrote "Tianyou Qingyumen, Taoism has been a long and long."

After brushing a few strokes of cursive writing, the yellow paper and vermilion pens reflected each other and looked extremely conspicuous. After Zhang Mingyuan finished the vermilion red handwriting, he rolled up the yellow paper and tied it to a feather arrow made of pure steel.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mingyuan picked up the stone-body bow next to him, bent his bow and shot the steel arrow into the sky with a whirlwind. The whole process was done in one go, and he was also a skilled archer. But the only thing that was not enough was that the people below were very disdainful that although the stone bow was pulled open, it was only half a bow.

Pang!

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the air, followed by iron filings and shreds of paper slowly falling down. Because the power of the arrow just now was too great, even the arrow made of stainless steel could not bear the force, and it exploded directly after it shot to the sky.

Seeing that the crowd was booing, they couldn't help but look shocked. This bow was not a magic weapon, but just a mortal weapon, but the stone can be pulled open without breaking, which is already rare. Moreover, not only that, it is even more surprising that it can have such a great force.

The eyesighted present made a secret estimate. The power and speed of the arrow just now were almost comparable to the flying sword of the top-grade spiritual weapon. In other words, this mortal stone bow with no level was comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"This bow is quite interesting. I wonder what fellow Taoist Wanshan has to say about it." He looked up with his eyes and looked at the stone-wound bow in Zhang Mingyuan's hand on the altar at this time. Luo Feng, who was sitting in the front, couldn't help but say to a middle-aged monk next to him.

The middle-aged monk named Wanshan could tell at a glance that he was a disciple of the Wanjian Sect. However, the sword on his back was extremely wide, two meters long and half a meter wide, which was extremely eye-catching. Xiao Ping, a disciple of Wanjian Sect, sat behind him next to Wanshan.

"I don't know about this kind of arrows." But Wan Shan's expression was cold when Luo Feng said that he didn't understand this arrow, but the implication was that he only understood the swordsmanship.

Luo Feng seemed to have been expecting Wanshan's coldness and was not angry or mindful. He just looked up at the stone arch with curiosity on his face, like a child.

At this moment, the monks watching the ceremony started to discuss it. Yes, the arrow just now was indeed amazing, and the stone bow was indeed rare. However, for a medium-sized sect like the Qingyu Sect, it would be too ridiculous to only take out a strange treasure comparable to a top-grade spiritual weapon on such a grand ceremony.
Chapter completed!