When Lu Feng said he wanted to refine a magic treasure, Sun Jiuyang burst out laughing. "You know how to refine magic treasures too? Let's hear it. If it sounds decent, I can help you give it a try."
"The magic treasure I want to refine is called the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book..." Lu Feng immediately began explaining.
The two headed toward Yaochi, talking as they walked. To make sure Sun Jiuyang understood, Lu Feng explained what the High Priest had taught him as clearly as he could.
"I just need to refine a bow and arrows from ten-thousand-year peach wood, then refine a Scarecrow from the stalks and leaves of nine-eared grain. I'll hold that person's appearance in my mind and write his name on the Scarecrow. Then I'll set up a ritual platform, lay out a formation, and bow in worship three times a day. After three times seven-twenty-one days-my worship will scatter his soul."
"Then all I need to do is shoot the Scarecrow with the bow and arrows, and I can shoot that person dead."
"Those people with Innate Dao Bodies are formidable in their own right, and they all have powerful backers. I have no way to kill them in secret. Only by using this secret art to shoot them all dead can I make their traps and schemes collapse without a fight."
Lu Feng was immensely pleased with himself. With this secret art, he could kill without a trace, without ever facing his target in battle. It was simply too useful.
But Sun Jiuyang's expression changed when he heard this. "Where did you learn these secret arts?"
"A mountain recluse has his own clever tricks. Don't ask so many questions. As long as it can kill, that's enough." Lu Feng imitated Sun Jiuyang's smug