"May be fixed."

Chen Kuang looked at the old man with felt hats seriously. This bow is probably the only one in this world that can be repaired.

The old man with felt hat carefully looked at the broken bow in his hand, and then said, "The most severely damaged one is not the bow arm. I happen to have a little Red Cloud Divine Gold. There is no problem in repairing the bow arm. The biggest problem is not the bow arm, but the bow string and the spirit of the weapon. With such a bow, there are probably no bow strings in the world that can be worthy of it."

The old man is telling the truth. Such a treasure bow, coupled with an ordinary treasure bow, is probably a waste of time, and it will greatly reduce the grade of this bow, and there is no need to repair it at all.

"Don't worry about bowstring."

Chen Kuang smiled slightly. The residual bow was placed in the Inner Mongolia Dust, the ancient treasure house of the Phoenix clan. Perhaps some people in the Phoenix clan could recognize the extraordinaryness of this treasure bow, but it was already incomplete and had no suitable bowstrings, so they had to be placed in the treasure house.

"This thing should be enough as a bowstring!"

After the words came, Chen Kuang took out a piece of rope and handed it to the old man with felt hat, which filled a faint light.

"This is……"

The old man with felt hat was stunned, his eyes trembled, and he felt a terrified feeling.

"The tenses of the real dragon, the tenses of the real dragon"

Chen Xiaogui knew what this was. This was a piece of real dragon tendon, and his small eyes were shining.

The trunks of the true dragon are made of bowstrings, although this is a treasure of the Holy Spirit, they all seem a little extravagant.

"The real dragon's tendon!"

The old man with felt hat was trembling.

The true dragon has long been a legend, but it is a legend to him.

Even if the White Tiger Clan and the Phoenix Clan still exist in the world, it is well known that they are just descendants of the White Tiger Clan and the Phoenix Clan.

"It should be enough to use this level of true dragon tendon as a bowstring."

Chen Kuang spoke. When he first saw this broken bow in the treasure house, he thought of using the tendons of the real dragon as the bow string, which should be the most appropriate one.

"The bowstring is solved!"

The old man with felt hat nodded vigorously, using the tendons of the real dragon as the bowstring, I am afraid that this is the only one in this world.

"But the biggest problem is not the bow string and bow arm, but the spirit of the weapon."

Immediately, the old man with felt hat said to Chen Kuang seriously.

The spirit of this bow seems to be gone, which means that a person has lost his soul.

No matter how powerful a body is, if it has no soul.

If the Holy Spirit treasures have no spirit, it is equivalent to a common thing.

"If you successfully repair it, it will take a long time to nourish a new spirit and then the power it deserves."

The old man from felt hat said.

It takes a long time to re-cultivate a spirit of artifacts, at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years, which is too long.

"There is indeed a problem with the spirit of the weapon, but don't worry, as long as you can repair the bowstrings."

Chen Kuang said to the old man with felt hat: "As for rewards, please speak casually."

"I've taken this job as a thief. It's not too late to say that the reward will be given later, but it will take me a little time, at least three or four months, and at most a year or two."

The old man with felt hat was so excited that he could not refine the Holy Spirit treasure. He could repair such Holy Spirit treasures, or use the trunk of the true dragon as the bowstring. This itself was a great attraction to him, and he had to do it without any reward.

"I'll go back to Dantai's house and get it after it's repaired."
Chapter completed!