roccoschili Chapter 183 Sacred Mountain
Chapter 183 Sacred Mountain
Song Chunlin, who was sleeping, was unaware of anything, while Dabao in the space was jumping up and down in excitement when he saw large and small golden lights of merit flying towards him at the speed of light.
"Ahhh, just a little more, just a little more and Dabao will have a body!"
This endless golden light of merit continued until Song Chunlin woke up. When Song Chunlin entered the space, he found that the space seemed to become brighter, or in other words, the mountains in the distance became clearer.
Standing in the storage area, Song Chunlin made a pergola with his hands and looked towards the top of the mountain. He found that the mountain seemed to have no top in sight, towering majestically in the space. All the open areas in the entire space surrounded the mountain, forming a circle.
Song Chunlin asked Dabao curiously: "What is the name of this mountain? Could it be the legendary Buzhou Mountain?"
Dabao said with a hint of disdain: "Master, what nonsense are you talking about? Buzhou Mountain has collapsed a long time ago, it is impossible for it to appear in space."
Song Chunlin smiled awkwardly: "Isn't that what I just thought of? Look at this mountain, it seems to connect heaven and earth. Isn't it very similar to the Buzhou Mountain in mythology and legend? Climbing up it will lead you to heaven."
"Master, Mount Buzhou cannot reach the heaven, but you reminded me that this mountain is more like the mountain that supported the heaven and the earth when the world was just born. The mountain has no name, it is just called a mountain. Legend has it that a mountain god lives on the top of the mountain. He is the last god in the world. After the mountain god died, all the creatures on the mountain died overnight, and it completely became a dead mountain."
"Dead mountain? There are dead mountains?"
Dabao nodded and said, "A mountain without its god is a dead mountain. No grass grows on a dead mountain, and no living things can live there."
"Is that so?" Song Chunlin touched his chin. The more he looked at the mountain, the more mysterious he felt. Not only were there all kinds of natural treasures growing on the mountain, but the height of the mountain was obviously one dimension higher than the space. Song Chunlin had never seen any other space, but he instinctively felt that this mountain was a little unusual.
At this time, there were still a lot of golden light of merit flying in. Song Chunlin didn't know whether it was because they won or because he saved those soldiers. In short, the more merit, the better.
After leaving the space, Song Chunlin changed his clothes, casually took a bite of the breakfast left by Gu Fengyue, and went out with a steamed bun.
He still has to go to the wounded soldiers' camp today to see what the results of yesterday were.
As soon as he stepped into the yard, many soldiers greeted him enthusiastically.
"It's Young Master Song. Good morning, Young Master."
"You're early too."
Song Chunlin walked along with his face a little stiff from smiling. The military doctors had been busy since early morning, and when they saw him coming, they all forced a smile, especially the military doctor who refused to save people yesterday. Although he was old, his face was as smiling as a chrysanthemum.
"Oh, it's Young Master Song. Good morning."
"Good morning. How are they? Are they all saved?"
When talking about the military doctor, he smiled so much that his eyes could not be seen: "Thanks to you, we are all alive and well."
The military doctor pointed casually, and Song Chunlin looked in the direction where his finger pointed. Sure enough, many people were able to sit up on their own, and a few were still sleeping soundly, but judging from the relaxed expressions on their faces, they had all passed the critical period.
Song Chunlin puffed out his chest proudly. He said, anything produced in this space must be of the highest quality. With the Panax notoginseng grown with spiritual spring water and the medicine boiled with spiritual spring water, plus the modern medicines he brought with him, there is no reason why these soldiers could not survive.
Gu Fengyue, who had been missing since early morning, was also here. He had just walked out of the next room when he saw Song Chunlin's smug expression and couldn't help but chuckle.
Song Chunlin turned around and found that it was Gu Fengyue. He felt a little embarrassed: "Why are you here too?"
Gu Fengyue came over and touched his head: "Come and take a look. I heard that there was a little miracle doctor here yesterday. He helped heal a lot of wounded people. He was amazing."
Song Chunlin chuckled embarrassedly, and Gu Fengyue stopped teasing him and asked him if he had had breakfast instead.
Song Chunlin nodded obediently: "I ate the buns and eggs you put on the table."
Gu Fengyue took the opportunity to lead the man out of the wounded soldiers' camp. The two talked as they walked, and before they knew it, they arrived at the training ground.
Gu Fengyue leaned over and whispered in Song Chunlin's ear, "Chunlin, can you let me see the bow and arrow you used yesterday? I was killing enemies down below yesterday, and I didn't get to see the way you shot down the barbarians."
When Song Chunlin heard this, he looked around and found that there was no one else. He turned his wrist and took out the compound bow from yesterday. He handed the bow to Gu Fengyue.
After taking it, Gu Fengyue found that the bow was not as heavy as he had imagined, nor as big as a giant bow. He stretched out his hand and pulled the bowstring, and immediately realized that this bow was different from an ordinary bow.
"It is indeed a good bow, Chunlin, do you have another bow like this?"
Song Chunlin thought for a moment, nodded, and then shook his head: "Yes, but not many. Including the one in my hand, there are only four. I collected them from different places. I didn't think of collecting them specifically at the time, so there are not many in stock."
Gu Fengyue was a little disappointed when he heard that there were only four swords, but then he thought that four swords were not bad, so he asked Song Chunlin for the one with the simplest shape, intending to give it to the craftsmen for research to see if they could make the same model.
Song Chunlin didn't have much hope for this. He reminded Gu Fengyue, "Let me be frank. It's easy to make these bows look similar, but you may not be able to find the same materials in a short time. Even if you make them, the power may not be as expected."
Gu Fengyue naturally knew what he said: "I understand. Anyone who has held the bow in your hand will know the difference. I don't ask for it to be exactly the same. As long as I can have half the power of this bow, it will be a big improvement."
After saying that, Gu Fengyue drew his bow and arrow, aimed at the target in the distance, and with a "swoosh", the arrow hit the center of the bull's eye and even penetrated it.
Gu Fengyue looked at the pierced target in shock. Their current distance was already the farthest distance in normal training, and the target could be easily pierced at this distance, which showed how strong the penetrating power of this bow was. No wonder, yesterday on the battlefield, Song Chunlin could take the life of a Turkic soldier with one arrow every time. At that time, he felt that the arrow was extremely powerful and thought that a strong man had appeared in General Qi's military camp. He did not expect to hear after he came back that all these people were killed by Song Chunlin.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't surprised. He naively thought yesterday that Song Chunlin went up to the city wall just to watch the fun, but he didn't expect that he was going to create fun.