Meng Aman hesitated and said, "Are you agreeing?"
"Yeah." Chen Jing nodded, "So why are there nine, but I can only choose from six?"
He had no reason to refuse.
I currently lack the experience of truly primitive and wild fighting.
Without this task, I would have figured it out myself.
Now that I can still get rewards and have master to guide me, why not agree?
Meng Aman opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his mind was confused for a moment.
Should we say that Chen Jing is a great righteous person, or should we say that he has a clear mind?
These complicated things finally turned into a sigh and spit it out from the mouth.
"I'll take you to choose." Meng Aman said softly, "As for why there are six."
"Among these nine treasures, there is one that only my bloodline, the Meng family, can use."
"One is for my father's use, and one is for myself. Naturally, there are six left."
Chen Jing said "Oh" and nodded his head.
so.....
"Except for the treasured weapons that can only be used by my bloodline, the other items are the same." Meng Aman was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained, "It's just that the types are different. You can use them according to your personal preference."
"Like what I use, it's just a pair of finger tigers."
He dug into his waist and took out a pair of yellow weapons.
The whole body is brass color, but the luster is extremely bright.
Under the mysterious vision.
It blooms with precious light and is of extraordinary majesty.
"I'm better at fists and kicks, so I used this." Meng Aman showed it off, then put it away, "My father used a long stick."
"You must have never learned to use weapons."
"Is there anything you like?"
Chen Jing pondered.
As for weapons...
The first thing that popped into his mind was knives and swords.
He likes the knife more because it is handsome.
As for the sword, it was because Yu Huanzhen and Ji Baizhi both used swords, so it was most convenient to ask them for advice.
But consider the intensity.
Weapons such as guns, spears, and long knives are better. Every inch is longer and every inch stronger. At the same level, whoever has a farther attack distance will have a greater chance of winning.
I wonder if it is among the six weapons.
And my situation is somewhat special.
The green bottle method and the golden lotus method are learned first, and the spells are the main means of attack and killing.
As for weapons... they can only be assistive.
In this way, the necessity of choosing a long soldier is not so sufficient - his bottle can be thrown more than ten meters away.
"I never thought about it." He shook his head, feeling a little distressed.
Meng Aman asked again: "The master didn't make any arrangements for you?"
Chen Jing nodded.
"In this case, I recommend the long weapon." He said without hesitation, "The longer the weapon, the greater the advantage."
"You have the Huangliang realm, so you don't have to worry about not being able to learn these things."
While talking.
They walked through the messy alleys, passed what was supposed to be the main street, but was now surrounded by mud houses and tile houses, leaving only a gap in the street, and arrived in front of the city lord's palace.
Saying "fu" is a bit flattering.
It was just a regular-looking bungalow with a single door in and out of the yard. There was a crooked plaque hanging on the door with the word "City Lord" written on it.
It doesn't look like a building left over from the Boom Era.
"You live here?" Chen Jing was surprised. "It's not like you can't find a better house in the city."
Compared with the scavengers, this kind of residence is already very comfortable, but...compared with the status of the city lord.
It can be described as a "shabby" situation.
Meng Aman smiled: "This is already very good."
"It's not that I can't find it, it's just that it's not necessary."
"Compared with the current population, Yuncheng is too big, so Grandpa Tian gathered them and resettled the refugees with this street as the center."
"Although our Meng family has people belonging to the city lord, they are nothing more than refugees who are in a better situation."
"Grandpa Tian said that since we are all refugees, there is no need to be so far apart."
At this point, he puffed up his chest proudly.
"This courtyard was built by Grandfather Tian, and later generations repaired it to reach this scale."
"It's very different from the Prosperity Era."
He looked back.
The streets are chaotic, and the scavengers holding bowls return with joy and laughter.
There are more scavengers heading towards the shopping street with bowls in their hands.
There were not many children, scattered among the ranks.
"But at least on the wasteland, here in Yuncheng, we built a city of our own."
Chen Jing said nothing.
Meng Aman pushed the door open and took him in.
Go straight to a small room in the east corner of the yard.
Open the lock.
The smell of dust and decay hit my nose.
He clapped his hands.
The dark, windowless room immediately became bright. A yellow spar hung from the roof, emitting warm, bright yellow light.
"Wait a minute, it's a bit messy, let me dig through it." Meng Aman was a little embarrassed and entered the house first.
Chen Jing was stunned.
Unlike the secret room that he imagined to store magic weapons, this is a utility room.
Various objects are piled up in a messy manner.
Some leftover civilizations - books, scrolls, memorial arches and stone tablets; blood-stained, ancient, unusable weapons, they may have some heavy stories; there are also some weird ones with no apparent use or material. Objects, these should be the "relics of the prosperous era" on the exchange list provided by Meng Aman.
Fortunately, I was clear-headed at the time and didn't replace these things.
It looks almost the same as garbage.
Soon, Meng Aman took out several brocade boxes from deep in the house, dragged them out, and opened them at the door.
Six weapons are displayed in front of you.
A simple sword, more than two meters long. The handle is two-thirds as long as the blade. It is cold and it is a dangerous weapon.
A long sword, two-thirds the length of a plain sword, with eight sides, quite extraordinary.
A zanma sword is about the same length as a plain sword, except that the handle is shorter and the blade is longer.
The remaining three items are not considered long soldiers.
A small hand axe, the ax body is about the same size as a fist. It is the most beautiful among several weapons. It has a golden body and jade handle, and auspicious light.
A pair of melon hammers with images of tigers pouncing on food printed on the hammers.
And a short straight knife, about sixty centimeters.
"The long weapon is the one that has been used the most in history." Meng Aman introduced, "The simple sword used by Grandfather Tian."
"My great-great-grandfather used a zanma sword."
As he spoke, he paused and tried to guess Chen Jing's thoughts, pointing to the hand ax and dagger: "These two weapons have not been used since they were forged. They are brand new."
Chen Jing nodded.
New or old actually doesn't matter.
Under mysterious vision.
The spiritual treasure lights of several weapons are similar, there is not much difference, and the quality is almost the same.
Even the most used long soldiers are spiritually intact and have no defects.
Then it depends on your needs.
In the future, should we focus on magic and use weapons as a supplement, or should we focus on weapons and use magic as a supplement?
He frowned: "Let me think about it again and make a reply tomorrow."
"No problem." Meng Aman agreed, gathered the boxes again, stuffed them deep into the house, and locked them.
He casually told Chen Jing the difference between the two types of weapons.
but......
All said and done, I still recommend Changbing.
Short soldiers only have the advantage of being more flexible in lanes and narrow terrain, but other than that, they are crushed by long soldiers almost everywhere.
Although monks are different from ordinary people, after reaching high levels, magical powers and spells are not strongly related to these weapons.
but......
Even if you reach the Tianmen realm, you cannot escape the influence of weapons.
Wait until noon.
Chen Jing didn't stay to eat, so he hurried back on horseback.
We encountered some ferocious beasts, but they didn't cause any trouble.
Go back to the safe house, take off your glasses, and exit the game.
He planned to ask in his post, not necessarily adopting their opinions, but at least brainstorming to see if he could come up with any useful new ideas.
