After calming down, Zhan Chen picked a bamboo in the forest, used the bamboo as a sword, and practiced the Thunder-Banging Sword Jue.
I saw him holding the sword with both hands, raising it high above his head. At the same time, the zhenqi in the meridians began to circulate according to the movement route of the technique, and he shouted loudly: "Collapse of Thunder Sword"
The bamboo sword in his hand fell with a sound, and there was indeed a strong wind, but other than that, there was nothing. It was obvious that the first sword practice failed.
Zhan Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly, wondering what went wrong. He carefully recalled every detail of the exercise and found that he had not made any mistakes.
While he was thinking hard, a strong wind blew by, making the bamboo forest rustle, and he suddenly woke up.
By the way, what I lacked was momentum, the indomitable momentum of the Thunder Collapsing Sword, so I could only imitate the form of this move, but not the spirit of it.
To force himself to the dead end, Zhan Chen raised the bamboo sword over his head again. This time, he did not cut it down immediately, but closed his eyes, recalling Wang Ba's arrogant face, and how he humiliated himself step by step.
A burst of hot blood rushed into his heart, and the true energy in his meridians began to move quickly along the route of the Thunder Sword unconsciously. When his anger rose to the extreme, the true energy in his meridians also reached the extreme speed.
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At this moment, Zhan Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted Chun Lei: Go to hell. The bamboo sword in his hand slashed down like thunder. There was a loud snap, and the bamboo in his hand exploded.
It shattered into several pieces and fell in mid-air like a goddess scattering flowers.
For a moment, Zhan Chen was stunned, savoring the feeling of that moment carefully. It was so amazing. Is this the power of the Thunder Sword? It was so powerful.
When he came back to his senses, he immediately felt a feeling of emptiness and fatigue coming towards his brain, making him almost fall to the ground. He hurriedly held a bamboo next to him with his hands. It took a while before he finally recovered.
Come on.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly again. The blow just now had almost drained all the energy in his meridians. This could be considered the only flaw of the Thunder Sword, it only had the power of one blow.
Looking at the broken bamboo sword in his hand, Zhan Chen realized what he lacked most at this time, which was a handy weapon.
He wanted to practice for a while longer, but he had no choice but to move casually, and his whole body felt extremely sore. The Qi in his meridians could not be restored for a while. It seemed that he would not be able to practice today, so he had to go home early.
Zhan Li was a little surprised to see his son come home so early today, but after thinking about it for a moment, he finally understood that his son was a genius in cultivation in the past, but now
Thinking of this, he sighed and comforted Zhan Chen: Chen'er, don't be discouraged. You can't practice. You can still study more. Doesn't the court also need some civil servants?
It turns out that the country Zhan Chen is in is called Houyan State, which is just a small country. Its power is not even comparable to that of a mid-level sect. However, in the Wanfa Continent, the country also has its own necessity for existence, that is, it can be established to a certain extent.
In addition to maintaining law and order, there is also a deeper function, which is to collect cultivation resources for a certain sect or several sects.
The reason why the big sects can stand at the top of the world is that they have many strong people and have collected many talents. Elites from all over the world have been gathered into the big sects, but the resources they consume every day are also huge.
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Therefore, in the secular world, they need some spokespersons to help them collect a large amount of various cultivation resources, so the country plays this role.
Each country is divided according to size, and each relies on sects with different strengths. There are also local management agencies such as provinces, cities, counties, towns, and villages, all of which require some administrative civilian personnel.
Most people who have no hope of practicing martial arts will choose to follow this path as much as possible to make a good living. Zhan's father also wanted to make Zhan Chen's future better.
Looking at his old father's earnest eyes, Zhan Chen was a little moved and almost revealed the secret that he had recovered his cultivation level, but when the words came to his lips, he forced himself to hold back because he wanted revenge.
If his father, who had always been law-abiding, knew that his cultivation had recovered, he would definitely stop him from doing this. Besides, being a useless person would be more conducive to his next actions.
So, he temporarily changed his words and said with a smile: Dad, in fact, my injury is not as serious as what the doctor said before. I have felt that I have regained some strength in the past few days, and maybe I can embark on the path of a warrior again.
Zhan Li looked at his son's slightly expectant eyes and sighed, assuming that he still didn't want to admit the fact that he couldn't practice.
The two were silent for a while.
Zhan Chen suddenly asked: Dad, do you have money?
Qian Zhanli was a little surprised, because in his memory Zhan Chen seemed to have never asked him for money.
Yes, I want to buy a sword. When Zhan Chen said this, he didn't dare to look into his father's eyes. Looking at his father's old appearance, he felt that he was committing a crime.
Buying a Sword War Calendar looked at his son's ashamed look, and suddenly felt a little dazed. Yes, he had never given him a gift since he was a child. Now that his son's martial arts has been abolished, he wants a sword, and he doesn't care.
No matter what, we have to do it
Zhan Chen thought his father would not lend him money and blamed himself for being impulsive. But he saw his father stand up, take out a small cloth bag from the only cupboard in the house, put it in his hand and said: Son, this is it.
All my savings as a father over the years will be given to you.
Father Zhanchen fell to his knees on the ground.
Well, I'm old and it's not much use to have those extraneous things. Zhan Li said pretending to be relaxed.
Seeing that his son was still kneeling on the ground, Zhan Li had to add another sentence: Go back quickly, I also want to go out. After saying that, he left him and went out alone.
Zhan Chen looked at his father until his figure disappeared at the door, then he stood up from the ground, and walked out the door with a heart.
Now, he was walking on the road to Wumei Town, thinking: The total money my father gave me was only 103 taels, and it was all scraps of silver. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy anything good.
In Wanfa Continent, the currencies circulating in the secular world are gold, silver and copper coins. One tael of gold is equal to 100 taels of silver, and one tael of silver is equal to 100 copper coins. Of course, on top of the gold, silver and copper coins, there is also the currency Yuanshi used by cultivators.
, it’s a pity that Zhan Chen has never seen him before.
In this world where warriors are respected, weapons are naturally very expensive. Swords polished from ordinary raw iron and steel are not suitable for warriors to use at all, and cannot even hurt stronger warriors.
The weapons used by warriors must be made of at least hundreds of steel. Zhan Chen vaguely remembered that he once entered a blacksmith shop, where the cheapest weapons cost several hundred taels of silver.
Anyway, no matter what, let’s give it a try first. With this thought in mind, he walked into an arms store.
When the shopkeeper saw the guest coming, he was about to greet him with a smile, but when he saw Zhan Chen in tattered clothes, his smile immediately disappeared and asked with a straight face: What does the guest want?
Zhan Chen came to the weapons rack and saw the swords, guns, swords and halberds of different lengths. He was fascinated for a moment. As a martial arts practitioner, who doesn't love weapons? He subconsciously touched a sword.
At this time, I heard the shopkeeper calling from the side: Sir, you can’t touch it if you don’t have money to buy it.
Zhan Chen's hand suddenly became angry, and he even had the urge to take action, but in the end he suppressed it deeply and asked: How much silver does this sword need?
It's not expensive, two thousand taels. The shopkeeper held out two fingers.
How much does the cheapest sword here cost?
five hundred taels
I see.
Zhan Chen turned around and wanted to leave the store, but he heard the shopkeeper calling from behind: Next time, remember to save enough money before coming in.
His body couldn't help but stiffen, and the anger he had just suppressed rose up again, but in the end he suppressed it again and left the store without looking back.
Later, he visited two more stores, but both times he ended up with no results, and both times he was ridiculed and looked down upon. Instead of going to the fourth store, he walked back, thinking in his heart as he walked.
Screaming angrily: Strength is all strength. If they were well-dressed and well-educated when they entered the store, would they still dare to look down on others?
Unknowingly, he came to the antique market in the town. He was about to turn back, but he stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked at the bustling flow of people passing back and forth. He thought: How about trying his luck?
Speaking of the antique market in Wumei Town, Zhan Chen has never been there once. He spends most of his time practicing martial arts. How can he have time to visit this place? He once thought that only those who would go to the antique market are some.
A sensual, uneducated young man, or an idler who has nothing to do.
Unexpectedly, I would like to try my luck there today, which I have to say is a huge irony.
Zhan Chen was really at his wits end this time. To use the Thunder Collapsing Sword, he really needed a handy sword, so he had no choice but to go inside.
Come and have a look at all the antiques and newly unearthed antiques. The price is negotiable.
As soon as you enter the market, you can hear similar shouts coming from everywhere. Looking around, there are street stalls on both sides, extending into the distance, with some strange toys placed on the stalls.
Of course, there are also some well-decorated storefronts behind the street stalls, which display various antiques, but those are expensive and rare items that have been shelved for a long time. Zhan Chen will not go to see them anyway.
He walked along the street looking for stalls one after another, hoping for an unexpected surprise, but he ended up in disappointment.
Selling swords Selling swords
Suddenly, Zhan Chen heard a shouting sound not far away. He became energetic and hurriedly followed the sound.