Chapter 60 Hundred Birds Sword Power
The treasure competition lasted for three days, and then the northern caravan left the city and returned after clearing the goods.
Song Changming only went to join in the fun on the first day, and did not go back for the next two days.
In a blink of an eye, the new year is approaching.
This year, the Song residence is no longer deserted.
When the day comes, people of all kinds come to visit, give gifts and make friends.
Just like the scene when Father Song took Song Changming to visit the Zhao family, the house was full of people.
Those who are well-informed have long known the current power structure of the Patrol Division.
After Liang Chuanshan came to power, among the six patrol chiefs, the most important one was Song Changming.
In terms of status, Zhao Dezhi is already a thing of the past, and the most popular one is the young hero from the old Song family.
A patrol commander who is only twenty years old.
This year, too many people want to cling to Song Changming, make friends with him, and establish relationships with him.
But unfortunately, there are not many people who can really talk to Song Changming.
In order to avoid being entangled in favors and debts, he accepted very few heavy gifts. Most of them directly asked the other party what they wanted, and only accepted it if it could be solved. If there was any difficulty, he would directly refuse it.
Others wanted to establish friendship with him, but in fact he himself needed to establish his own connections in the county.
With connections, sometimes when you need to do something, it can be done with just one sentence, which is very convenient, and you won’t have to do everything yourself in the future.
Of course, in the process of establishing connections, he will also conduct appropriate screening and only select suitable and bottom-line people for human exchanges.
"Five jars of fine Baihua brew and three hundred kilograms of Taiyuan rice presented by the shopkeeper of Xiangyun Restaurant"
"Tailor Li gave me five pieces of fine silk and satin and three pieces of porcelain."
"The Zhenwei Escort Bureau gave Beiyuan a fine horse, a sword, and five jade articles."
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Song's mother made a list, according to Song Changming's instructions, which people would accept the gifts without incident, and which people would have to return them all.
Even though he didn't take everything as ordered, at night, Song Changming still had many more items in his hands.
There are fine wines and rice, as well as silk and satin, jade, porcelain, and even BMW swords.
Not to mention, most of the gifts chosen by these people are also useful to Song Changming.
It is estimated that the total value of these gifts is probably hundreds of silver!
Especially the good horse, which came from the bitter cold land in the north, has extremely strong endurance and leg strength, and is also in excellent condition. He is very fond of it.
Although he can't use it very much when working in the city, it is like having a private car at home. Even if it collects dust every day, it will always come in handy in the future.
"It's better to be an official. I have worked hard for most of my life, and the wealth I have saved cannot compare to what my son received as a gift this year." Song's father shook his head and sighed.
"Dad, what's mine is yours, why should we distinguish it so clearly." Song Changming couldn't help but smile.
"That's true." Father Song said casually.
It is normal for a son to become popular once he becomes famous.
"It has been many years since Yu'er got married, why is there still no movement at all?" Mother Song suddenly said during dinner in the evening.
"Maybe Huai Ming has been busy with errands. Just wait and see, she will get pregnant sooner or later." Father Song said.
"By the way, Changming, I have a lot of relatives today. They are all good girls from well-off families in the city." Mother Song said and then turned the topic to Song Changming.
Now that life is getting better, her daughter's pregnancy and her son's marriage have become her two biggest worries.
"Mom, don't worry." Song Changming had no intention of starting a family for the time being, so he immediately talked about it.
After dinner, Song Changming continued to practice martial arts in the freezing courtyard.
Suddenly, the blessing reaches the heart, and the long sword sets off a sharp edge that has never been seen in the past.
Dots of silver light sprinkled in the mid-air. Song Changming's attacks became faster and sharper, and his posture became lighter and more agile. In my mind, the experience of practicing swordsmanship day after day in the past gradually intertwined into one piece, summarizing a brand new perception.
This realization was so perfect that it directly improved his sword skills to a higher level!
Buzz!
The long sword chirped softly, like countless birds flocking together, stirring up patches of phantom light as they flew, and the whirlpools they stirred were unique and sharp.
In the flash of lightning, Song Changming himself didn't even know how many times he had stabbed him just now.
On his sword, a brand new sword power was condensed.
Different from the treacherous nature of the Soul-Destroying Knife, the force of this knife is even more swift and fierce, like the wind and lightning, like a flying bird throwing itself into the forest, with hundreds of birds flying towards the phoenix!
Song Changming tapped the iron stake with his toes, jumped high over the roof, and threw himself under the silvery moonlight. The shadow cast down was really like a wild goose.
Immediately afterwards, the whole body suddenly turned sideways and fell rapidly, and the long knife slashed down suddenly.
In a trance, there seemed to be countless birds chirping, loud and high-pitched.
The knife fell, and the blade stopped only an inch from the ground. The whistling wind of the knife blew violently on the floor of the yard and could not subside for a long time.
Song Changming stood up slowly, holding a sword in his arms, with a smile on his face.
[Feiyan style: Xiaocheng (0/6000)]
After almost half a year of polishing, his Feiyan style was finally completed!
He originally estimated that Feiyan Shi would not be able to break through until at least next year, but the progress this time exceeded his expectations.
A set of soul-severing knives at the Perfection level laid an extremely solid foundation for his sword skills, and were also the fundamental reason why he quickly mastered the Feiyan style.
I am afraid that Liu Xiangnan, who had escaped far away, would never have thought that he would be able to master the martial arts he taught Song Changming so quickly.
As for the Feiyan style, which has reached the level of Xiaocheng, this high-level sword skill was finally mastered by Song Changming.
In terms of power, it can only be described as qualitative change.
It was only at this moment that Song Changming truly realized the obvious difference in strength and weakness between high-level martial arts and low-level martial arts.
Song Changming compared his Soul-Severing Sword with the Feiyan Style. It was just the Feiyan Style that had just entered the Xiaocheng Realm. In terms of the use of the sword's power and the sophistication of the moves, it was already much better than the Soul-Severing Sword of the Perfection Realm.
The same power of a sword can make a judgment between superior and superior.
Feiyan style Hundred Birds Sword Power will become his new killing move!
After tonight, his strength has improved a lot.
At noon that day, Xiangyun Restaurant.
Song Changming and Lu Gang sat at one table to eat and drink, and there were six or seven other tables where members of their respective patrols sat.
Not far away, a arrogant diner who originally wanted to eat the King's meal and clamored for credit, just cursed a few words when he suddenly noticed Song Changming's glance, and a shiver ran down his spine.
Shrinking his neck, not daring to say a word, he lowered his head and left quickly after paying for the meal.
"Hey, you didn't pay attention to such noisy things in the past?" Lu Gang said strangely.
Unless the other party fights in public, their patrols don't bother to pay too much attention to a little verbal dispute.
"My father likes to drink the Baihua Brew here." Song Changming said casually and looked out the window.
Lu Gang instantly understood that the shopkeeper of Xiangyun Restaurant was probably related to Song Changming.
On weekdays, it is reasonable for Song Changming to take care of him once or twice.
"Oh, I love drinking this Baihua Brew too, why doesn't anyone bring me some?" Lu Gang shook his head and seemed to be muttering to himself.
Song Changming ignored Lu Gang's teasing, and his attention fell on a man wearing a bamboo hat outside the window.
This man was short in stature and walked quickly. When his cold eyes caught a glimpse of several patrolmen walking towards him, he turned around and disappeared into an alley in the blink of an eye.
Song Changming narrowed his eyes slightly. His many years of experience in the industry told him that there was something wrong with this person.
"Brother Lu, don't eat. The merit is coming."
(End of chapter)