Chapter 2 The End of the Universe
Fang Chen galloped all the way, whipping his horse and whip, and finally returned to Jianghai City at dawn.
After verifying his identity and entering the city gate, Fang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of security in his heart.
Although there is not much safety in the city, it is much better than outside the city.
He first came to the East Market and sold the horses for twenty taels of silver.
This thing is too easy to attract jealousy, and it also consumes fodder to feed, which is a pure drag.
Then he went to the West Market and bought some wine-braised pork and noodles, and then returned to his home in Jianghai City to comfort himself who was already hungry.
Although he is not rich, he still has two old houses in the city, which provide shelter from the wind and rain. After all, he is better than those refugees who live without a fixed place.
While enjoying the delicious food, Fang Chen continued to study his own method of refining blood essence.
I killed the bandits earlier and obtained nearly a hundred points of essence and blood, but I haven’t used them yet. They are just used to enhance the Tiangang sword skills.
It was full of energy and blood, and Fang Chen was particularly willing to use it, directly tapping 89 points of blood.
The light curtain screen is revived.
[In the seventh year, you have practiced diligently, and the Tiangang Sword Technique has reached a small level of success. 】
【In the 19th year, with your hard work, Tiangang Sword Technique has finally reached its peak. 】
[In the thirty-second year, with your tireless efforts, the Tiangang Sword Technique was completely perfected, and you began to try to recreate the technique. 】
[In the thirty-third year, due to lack of experience, your first innovative technique failed. 】
[In the eighty-ninth year, due to lack of experience, you failed to innovate the technique for the fifty-seventh time. 】
“Grass!”
Fang Chen was so angry that he vomited blood. The next fifty-seven drops of essence and blood were all in vain, and this thing will not stop. Once the refining of essence and blood is activated, points, all the selected essence and blood points will be consumed.
“When the skills could be advanced in the past, they relied on the experience in the mind and practice in the skills. This time it was really a loss of blood. It seems that if you want to create new skills in the future, you need to obtain enough It takes a lot of martial arts insights and experience.”
At the same time, the terrifying power of the exercises also poured into the body crazily.
This time the energy is no weaker than the first time, and the severe pain makes people almost faint.
When the pain passed, power surged out again. Fang Chen found that there was already an invisible energy in his body, swimming in his meridians along with the blood in his body.
"This is...Ling Yuan? I have cultivated Ling Yuan!"
Fang Chen was overjoyed.
According to the memory of the original body, only after cultivating the spirit essence can one truly step into the threshold of a warrior!
Many people strive for this realm throughout their lives, and even if they can achieve it, they will have to practice hard for several years, or even decades.
“I have been practicing martial arts for several years, but I only know three-legged cat kung fu. Now that I have cultivated Ling Yuan, I can easily break through even the most powerful people. It is already difficult for ordinary martial arts practitioners to get close to me.”
Increased strength means that he can live better in this world!
“However, my blood essence is still only seven points and has not improved. It seems that although the sword technique has strengthened my body, it has not cultivated much essence and blood for me.”
Thinking about it, swordsmanship is a violent method. In addition to killing people, rough martial arts methods can also hurt oneself. It is still necessary to find a way to learn a way to maintain health and improve the physical quality.
Otherwise, you will die short-lived.
In addition, he also needs enough martial arts experience to improve his deduction ability.
Halfway through the meal, there was a sudden noise from the house next door.
“Er Gou, stop gambling, my family really has no money, woo woo woo.”
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to make a fortune, and I'm just about to make it back."
"Ergou, my family has been out of food for several days. If you take these few coppers away, our mother Both of them need to drink from the northwest wind."
"Mom, I'm hungry, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooodain Can I miss you out on food? I’ll let you eat so much every day that you won’t be able to finish it for the rest of your life.” Then there was a burst of punches and kicks, and the sound of the door being broken open.
Fang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head, and sighed.
Betting on dogs is damned!
In this world, if you don’t want to earn some food for your family, but you want to satisfy your gambling addiction, it’s just a beast.
But this is someone else’s family matter, and he is too lazy to join in the fun. He just needs to take care of himself.
Not long after, just when Fang Chen was about to go out to find a martial arts gym to purchase goods, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Fang Chen opened the door and what he saw was the neighbor woman next door. Her face was covered with bruises at the moment.
"Sister-in-law of the Song family, what's the matter?"
"Brother Chenchen, can I borrow some money from you? Dong'er hasn't eaten for two days. Wait until I earn I'll pay you back as soon as I get the money."
"Sorry, our family doesn't have any food left."
A dog-betting family is a bottomless pit, and Fang Chen doesn't want to waste his coins.
Sister-in-law Song fell to her knees with a pop, her eyes filled with tears.
"Brother Chen, I know you are rich. I just saw you come back buying wine and meat. I...I have no other meaning. I just want to ask for a bite to eat to save Dong'er's life. As long as you If you can give me a stutter, I will do whatever you ask me to do, woo woo woo."
Fang Chen sighed, what a damn world.
"Okay, get up. I really don't have any money. I still have some left over from the cake I just bought, so I'll give it to you."
"Thank you."
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Fang Chen walked back into the house and gave Mrs. Song a piece of the leftover half of the cake, together with a bit of meat foam on the oil paper, and Mrs. Song thanked her again and again.
Fang Chen was too lazy to waste too much time with her, closed the door and immediately rushed to the nearby martial arts gym.
In the evening, Fang Chen came out of the sixth martial arts gym a little disappointed.
Without him, the martial arts gym fees are too expensive. Five taels of silver per month, including martial arts training and food, is really out of reach for ordinary people.
Although he got some money from the bandits, he drank poison to quench his thirst, which was not enough to fill his teeth.
"It seems that I have to find a way to support myself first."
After searching the original memory, Fang Chen quickly came up with an idea.
Early the next morning, Fang Chen went straight to the county government office.
Before leaving, the Yamen recruited local braves. In order to make everyone work harder, they gave a bad check - those who went to join the bandit suppression this time will be able to join the job after they return after the bandit suppression is successful. yamen.
Even after traveling through time, in this world with strict hierarchies, becoming a well-established yamen official is a step to the sky for poor people.
Fang Chen, who is still very weak at this stage and urgently needs a living, is naturally unwilling to give up this iron rice bowl.
The gatekeeper was surprised when he saw his sign.
“I didn’t expect that your boy was so lucky that he could come back alive. Not even one out of ten rural soldiers went to Hutou Mountain this time. People came to the Yamen to mourn every day, so much so that the county magistrate did not dare to come out. It’s time.”
“I have better luck.”
Fang Chen took back the sign and asked calmly:
"Excuse me, where is the County Magistrate?"
"The third room on the left, go in."
"Thank you."
Fang Chen walked into the Yamen and came to the County Magistrate's office In the room, I vaguely heard a sound coming from inside.
"Old Chen, your ancestral jade bracelet"
(End of this chapter)