To refine coarse salt into fine salt, Yang Silang and Yang Wulang performed a smooth operation.

Fu Lieyang and others stood nearby, watching with great interest.

"Snow salt comes out, it's amazing."

Fu Lieyang clapped his hands and praised.

With just a few seemingly simple steps, coarse salt can be turned into pure white snow salt.

"Brother Qi, are you satisfied with this snow salt?"

"Very good! It will definitely be liked by the princes and nobles."

Hearing Yang Yi's question, Fu Lieyang nodded in affirmation.

Compared with the white snow salt, Fu Lieyang felt that the coarse salt he had been eating before could be used to feed slaves.

"My younger brother is a great talent!"

Fu Lieyang's enthusiasm continued, and he patted Yang Yi on the shoulder and praised him, feeling very satisfied.

In his mind, he was already imagining how to sell the snow salt to the other seven royal families in the Northern Wilderness.

Sold to those kingdoms and dynasties outside the Northern Wasteland.

"As long as Brother Qi is satisfied, Xue Yan has seen it. My younger brother just made a treasure some time ago. With this treasure, our Dongling Tribe was able to repel the purple electric lion monster."

Fu Lieyang had been so generous before, and Yang Yi immediately made up his mind.

Take out the bows and arrows and give them to Fu Lieyang in exchange for more resources.

In fact, Xueyan was in the hands of the Dongling tribe. For a long time, this was a separate business.

You can earn more than just those five thousand low-level spiritual stones and those pills, you will definitely earn more.

It's just that the Dongling tribe is too weak, and its strength does not allow Yang Yi to do this exclusive business.

If Xue Yan is not given away early, the Dongling tribe will cause trouble sooner or later.

It is better to give out snow salt generously in exchange for training resources, and strive to make the Dongling tribe stronger.

He can also gain the friendship of Fu Lieyang, the seventh prince of the Fushan Kingdom.

If other human forces want to come to the Dongling Tribe to obtain the snow salt refining method, they must be wary of the Fushan Kingdom.

At that time, it will not only be about whether they can obtain the snow salt refining method from the Dongling tribe, but also competing for business with the Fushan Kingdom.

"What treasures does my brother have? Don't worry, Brother Qi never takes advantage of others."

Fu Lieyang's eyes lit up when he heard that there was still a baby, and he patted his chest and said boldly.

Yang Yi smiled and asked the tribesmen to call the members of Dongling Eighteen Arrows and come to the meeting hall with their bows and arrows. By the way, they also called Yang Yi's second and third brothers.

After a while, Yang Zhao walked in with several 25-stone bows and arrows.

Yang Xuan took the Dongling Eighteen Arrows, each holding a twelve-stone bow and arrow, and waited quietly in the stone courtyard.

"What kind of weapon is this? It has such a strange shape."

The first time he saw the bow and arrow, Fu Lieyang concluded that it was a weapon.

Fu Lieyang took the bow and arrow and held it in his hand. He seemed to know how to use it, but he didn't seem to know how to use it.

For a moment, I didn’t know how to start.

"Brother Qi, this thing is called a bow and arrow. Please, let's go outside and take a look."

Yang Yi also held a 25-stone bow and arrow in his hand, hoping to defeat Fu Lieyang.

Watch how to use bows and arrows and see the power of the cold weapon king.

The wind blows, the clouds surge.

After everyone arrived at the stone courtyard, more than forty meters above their heads, a group of white-feathered sparrows happened to be flying towards the Dongling tribe.

Although these white-feathered finches are just ordinary birds and cannot reach the level of ferocious beasts or monsters, their wings are more than one meter wide.

"Eighteen Arrows of Dongling! Take down the white-feathered sparrow above your head."

"promise."

Yang Yi stood upright in the stone courtyard, pointing at the white-feathered sparrow flying in the sky.

Dongling's Eighteen Arrows responded to the order, bent their bows and set arrows, aiming at the flock of white-feathered birds that were about to fly.

"Whizzing…"

Eighteen arrows were fired in unison, and Dongling's eighteen arrows were quickly nocked and continued shooting.

The first round of arrows directly hit eighteen white-feathered birds. Before the birds could react, the second round of arrows had already been shot.

I saw thirty or forty white-feathered birds, like dumplings, shot down by Dong Ling's eighteen arrows, and fell at the feet of everyone in the stone courtyard.

Yang Yi smiled and said:

"Brother Seven, how about this bow and arrow? It's a treasure."

Fu Lieyang and his thirteen subordinates were all dumbfounded. They pointed at the white-feathered sparrow that had fallen to the ground and said in disbelief.

"Here, if magical weapons such as bows and arrows can be drawn with Dao patterns and refined into magic weapons, how powerful they will be."

Fu Lieyang was shocked and dumbfounded.

Yang Yi's ears twitched slightly. He just heard Fu Lieyang say: Draw Taoist patterns and refine magic weapons.

"Haha, how about I give Brother Qi my bow and arrows? If you want anything, just ask."

Fu Lieyang laughed and said, very excited, holding the bow and arrow in his hand and couldn't put it down.

I thought I could successfully obtain the snow salt refining method, but I have already made a lot of money this time.

Fu Lieyang didn't expect that Yang Yi had prepared such a big surprise for him.

With weapons such as bows and arrows, equip the Fushan Kingdom's army.

The next time they go to war with the Purple Lightning Lion Demon Clan, they must know that the human race cannot be bullied.

"The Dongling Tribe wants to restore its ancestral glory and become a Golden Tribe, or go one step further and become a Glory Tribe."

"I beg Brother Qi to point out a way for the Dongling Tribe."

Yang Yi clasped his hands into fists and said in a deep voice.

"With you in the Dongling Tribe, it will only be a matter of time before we become the Glory Tribe."

Fulieyang said something and suddenly thought of something, looked at Yang Yi and smiled.

"You really don't look like a one-year-old child, you are too naughty."

Under Yang Yi's expectant eyes, Fu Lieyang shook his head and said slowly.

"The Taoist pattern is the foundation of our Fushan Kingdom. My father went through all kinds of hardships before he could inherit the Taoist pattern from the Great Xia Dynasty."

"The Dao pattern cannot be taught to you, but the magic weapon and spiritual weapon can be given to you."

"Magical weapons and spiritual weapons are extremely precious. I can give you two at most. You have to think clearly."

After Fu Lieyang finished speaking, he did not disturb Yang Yi who was deep in thought.

He walked aside, squatted on the ground, picked up a white-feathered bird, and carefully observed the wound caused by the arrow.

"Brother Qi, can you tell me about Dao Wen?"

"You, you don't even know what Dao Wen is, yet you dare to think about it."

Fu Lieyang burst into laughter. The little guy in front of him was really a newborn calf and not afraid of tigers.

Yang Yi didn't see any fear of Fu Lieyang, the prince of the kingdom.

Unlike the people next to Yang Yi, even though they tried their best to demonstrate, they still showed fear of Fu Lieyang from time to time.

Yang Yi, this cheap brother, really dares to think about anything, is not afraid of anything, and more importantly, dares to do it.

Fu Lieyang thought to himself, the more he looked at Yang Yi, the more satisfied he became, and an idea came to his mind.

"The Dao pattern was learned from the Great Dao by our human race in the ancient times, just like the laws of heaven and earth."

"Only by carving and drawing Dao patterns on the weapon and condensing it can it become a magic weapon."

Fu Lieyang said, taking out one of his long swords and spiritual weapons.

There are lines of Dao lines engraved on the blade. After Fu Lieyang injected spiritual energy, the Dao lines seemed to come alive and slowly began to swim on the blade.

Fu Lieyang was seen facing the body of a white-feathered sparrow ten meters away, swiping his blade gently and slashing it.

The long sword actually overflowed with sword energy, cutting the white bird in half in the air from ten meters away.

Except for the expressionless expression on Yang Yi's face, Yang Hulin and other people from the Dongling tribe took a deep breath.

This spiritual weapon is so terrifyingly powerful.

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