A few more days passed.
In the early morning, Qin Yuan walked out of the house, and the number of suns in the sky changed from five to six.
Keep doing this.
I don’t know how many people will die from the sun.
Qin Yuan had a look of compassion on his face.
Then, there is no more.
It was impossible for him to come forward before the Emperor of Light was in trouble.
Even if the Emperor of Light burns everyone to death.
Just so stubborn.
After a while, I came to a stall on the street with many diners.
Behind the long table, a fat and white noodle maker is making shaved noodles.
The making process is a bit scary, as the noodle maker is constantly cutting off the scalp with a knife.
Pieces of dough kept falling into the pot of boiling hot water.
Qin Yuan looked at it for a while, but he didn't intend to finish cutting off the facial hair.
The world is full of wonders.
After a while, a bowl of noodles appeared in front of Qin Yuan.
Pick up the tachyon, put one in your mouth, and suck it in.
Not only does it taste good, it also has an aura that makes people feel like they are taking a breath of spring breeze.
Noodle essence cattle coin.
After a while, Qin Yuan ate more than a dozen bowls.
“The taste is too ordinary”
Qin Yuan said disgustedly.
After eating, he is so tough.
"It would be great if someone could shoot down the sun from the sky."
"Shoot it down? You think it's a bird?"
…
Several tanned diners nearby said loudly.
At this moment, a dark-skinned young man walked from the other end of the street with heavy steps, holding a bow and arrow.
Qin Yuan recognized him. He was a big cake maker named Erniu.
A few days ago, Qin Yuan visited him.
"Er Niu, let's go hunting."
There are diners saying hello.
"Uh, hunting."
Erniu responded awkwardly, with a simple and honest smile on his face.
Soon, he disappeared into the street.
After coming here for a while, Qin Yuan finished eating.
I think of the day to pay homage to old friends.
After buying some things, I came to the cemetery outside the city.
This is Tan Zhuangfei's tomb.
This is Pu Jing's tomb.
Wait a minute, who is Pu Jing?
Qin Yuan thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember what the other party did.
Just don’t think about it anymore.
As long as it looks familiar, worship it.
After worshiping thousands of people, Qin Yuan turned around and saw that there were still a lot of people.
damn it.
No more worship.
Qin Yuan was about to leave.
Hey, isn’t that guy practicing archery on the mountain Erniu?
Qin Yuan was curious and came to Erniu, who was sweating profusely and tanned.
"Two Cows"
"Qin Records"
Erniu saluted quickly.
Er Niu is a rough man, and what he admires the most is a knowledgeable person like Qin Yuan.
"Aren't you hunting?"
Qin Yuan smiled.
"I……"
Erniu hesitated and couldn't speak.
Like a child who has done something wrong.
Qin Yuan felt something was wrong and carefully checked Er Niu's body.
I really discovered that in the Erniu Taoist platform, there was a powerful incomplete soul sleeping, and its state was close to the realm of enlightenment.
It is conceivable that in his heyday, he was not a weakling even in the realm of enlightenment.
"I still have something to do, so I need to take a step forward."
After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he walked towards the cemetery nearby.
Erniu continued to shoot arrows.
Keep hitting the bullseye.
Whenever he is tired or sweats too much.
There will be an invisible force flowing through his body.
Not long after, a huge mountain dragon poked its huge head out of the woods.
He raised his head and glanced at the sun in the sky, shaking his huge body irritably.
Then, he approached Er Niu at a slow speed.
When the distance is less than five miles.
The mountain dragon suddenly accelerated.
Shan Jiao, a mere mortal with the cultivation level of the Twelve-layer Tower Realm, felt that he had a sure chance of winning.
The next moment, a burly figure appeared, grabbing the mountain dragon like a chicken, and came thousands of miles away.
"You evil beast, you are worthy of killing me."
The sound was like thunder that shook all directions.
Then, he crushed the mountain dragon with the cultivation level of the twelfth level of the tower.
He returned, glanced at Qin Yuan who was visiting the grave, and returned to Erniu's body.
Erniu knew nothing about this.
In the blink of an eye, a month later.
Ten suns appeared in the sky, scorching the earth crazily.
Countless people complained.
Qin Yuan came to Qintian Prison.
Pushing his way out of his room, he sat down and prepared to sleep for a while. From the corner of his eye, he saw a brand new document lying next to him.
Apparently, it hadn't been there long.
Bring it over and take a look.
There is also a note on it: "Record this sun shooter"
"Sunshooter"
Qin Yuan took it, and Er Niu's name and portrait came into view.
Read on.
"This Erniu is actually the reincarnation of the great god Yi"
Qin Yuan was surprised.
The great god Yi is the sun-shooting hero in the mythology of this world. His active year is unknown.
Some say it was thousands of years ago, some say it was tens of thousands of years ago, and some say it was hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Qin Yuan prefers the first two.
The latter one will 100% be lost in time.
Such as the Lord of Darkness.
If it hadn't come out on its own.
No one will remember it at all.
Qin Yuan asked after putting away the documents.
Not long after, we arrived outside the city.
The place where Erniu practiced archery was already crowded with people.
Qin Yuan's arrival was like a drop of water falling into the ocean, without attracting any attention.
After passing through the crowds and arriving at the top of the mountain, there were only two cows and some big monks.
There was obvious doubt in the big monk's eyes.
Qin Yuan is not surprised at all.
Anyone with a normal mind would think that shooting the sun and Er Niu being the reincarnation of the great god Yi are very nonsense.
"Qin Records"
Erniu took the initiative to say hello.
"According to convention, this kind of grand event must be recorded in the history books."
Qin Yuan said with a smile.
Erniu was stunned.
Even a rough guy like himself can be recorded in the history books.
He subconsciously showed an awkward expression.
The great monks around looked at Er Niu with envy.
But not everyone can enter the history books.
"It is rumored that you are the reincarnation of the great god Yi?"
Qin Yuan asked the first question.
"Um"
Erniu nodded awkwardly.
This is what a voice in his head told him one day.
"It really is"
Qin Yuan showed a 'surprised' expression.
After writing it down, he asked again: "How many years ago was the great god Yi active?"
"About 30,000 years ago"
Erniu thought for a while and said.
As expected.
Qin Yuan thought to himself, and after writing it down, he asked: "Are you sure you can shoot down nine suns?"
Erniu hesitated and was speechless.
He had been shooting at targets before and had never shot at the sun.
If it weren't for the order from his previous life, he wouldn't have dared to come.
Seeing this, Qin Yuan asked other questions.
Then stepped aside.
Erniu held his breath and concentrated for a while, then stretched out his hand.
After the brilliance shone, a bow and an arrow appeared in his hand.
Qin Yuan used his spiritual mind to detect the bow and arrow.
It was made of materials he had never seen before.
The quality does not belong to the Sky-Swallowing Demon Coffin that he spent a lot of effort to create.
"Well, he's here too"
Qin Yuan discovered the Emperor of Light among the crowd.
We have to think of a way to lure this old guy away.
Pretending to be the Lord of Darkness, no, I've already used it once.
Yes, pretending to be the thirty-three-day treasure.
Qin Yuan sent out a god to strike a balance path outside the Origin Star.
It shook the nine heavens and ten earth.
The Emperor of Light, who was about to sneak attack Erniu, twisted his brows, and looked at the boundless starry sky of ice spirits with his eyes as sharp as knives.
Balance Avenue.
The thirty-three-day treasure has been formed again?
Damn it.
