Cheng Zitong nodded and said: "Yes, it is this sword technique. Don't underestimate this sword technique just because of its name. This is a sword technique that is common to any sword technique. Although it was circulated in the north in the past, it was nothing." True story."
He pointed at the knife manual, "And this is the official book. In addition to some key methods of transporting energy, it also clearly states what medicine to use, what the prescription is, and how to use it. Only some key medicines in it are oral. The teaching was not clearly stated, and future generations will not know it either.
But it's not important. In the past, these things were very valuable, so you had to pay attention to the steps to use them, for fear of wasting a little bit. Now, as long as you have money, you can find any kind of medicine, and there are a lot of them. "
At this time, he pushed another notebook and said, "I've written down the key points here. Take it and read it. The teacher has been a little busy recently. If you don't understand anything, you can call me and ask me."
Chen Chuanchuan: "Okay, thank you, teacher."
"Then I'll leave first. You can take your time and watch."
"I'll send the teacher off."
After sending Cheng Zitong away, Chen Chuan came back and flipped through the two books together. Only then did he realize that the Snow Lord Sword was actually a "banned weapon" forged using ancient methods.
The reason why I say this is because the material of this knife is somewhat unique, and some special alienated tissues are added to it.
According to the sword manual, the sword has a heart, and once the sword hand has developed the "heart", the sword can "live". Not only can it carry more power, but it can also repair itself if it is damaged, and even It can also continue to grow with its owner.
But the annotation makes it very clear that this is actually the mutual infection between the warrior with the alienated tissue and the alienated tissue in the sword. The sword cannot really come back to life. The repair is borrowed from the alienation of the fighter himself. organize.
In the old days, there were some famous weapons that were passed down from master to apprentice from father to son. Often only those who inherited the same strength and method were more compatible. Over time, people responded to the sword, rather than the sword to respond to the person.
However, the Snow Lord Sword had no owner before it fell into his hands, so the advantage was that it would fit him perfectly as soon as he got it, but the disadvantage was that he had to raise the sword by himself.
There are roughly two methods here. One is the breathing method and the energy method. When using the knife, he uses these two methods. In fact, he has been on this road before, so he has a strange feeling. However, this is a long-term process. the process of.
Another approach, in the past, was to inspire the so-called "Knife Heart" through more combat killings, which was the fastest way. But alas, the quickest way is also the most dangerous, and those who choose to take this path rarely make it far. After all, the more fights there were in the old days, the heavier the killings, and the risks would also increase.
In fact, the good knives nowadays are not bad. When they are worn out, you can just replace them. They are far more convenient than the knives of the old days. But good players know that knives are different. Even the slightest difference will affect the performance. Today's knives Weapons are consumables. It is almost impossible to be as in tune with people as a knife forged by this ancient method.
So there are trade-offs between the two, and it depends on how the holder uses it.
Chen Chuan had no choice now. After all, consumables meant spending a lot of money. He also had to save money to buy medicine, so he had no right to waste it.
Besides, a knife that can transmit energy is suitable for now. As for the future, let’s talk about it later.
In the following days, he took Chengzi's notes to the training hall every day to compete with students from the Military Attack Department. These people were specialized in this, so their level was very high, and he benefited a lot.
One day in late November, he walked to the cafeteria after training. Because today was a holiday, he planned to go to his aunt's house after breakfast.
And just when he was about to enter the cafeteria area for first-class students, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. When he turned around, he saw a boy standing there waving to him, with several companions standing next to him.
He immediately recognized that this boy was Fang Mingming, who had taken the exam with him during the re-examination. He also took the initiative to walk there, smiled and said hello: "Classmate Fang, long time no see."
Fang Mingming was very excited to see him and said, "Classmate Chen, yes, we haven't seen each other since the exam that day." He touched his head and said, "The main thing is that you are a first-class student and we don't usually train together. "
In the exam that day, although he showed enough courage, he still failed to become a first-class student in the end. After all, he was still a little behind in all aspects, which was really regrettable.
Chen Chuan also felt it was a pity, but if you don't have enough talent, or you don't have that belief, becoming a B-class student is not necessarily a bad thing. Although A-class students are higher in class, what they have to do is indeed more dangerous. .
Fang Mingming was a little embarrassed at this time, so he handed him something and said, "Someone asked me to give this to you. It was requested by my family. I can't refuse."
Chen Chuan took it and saw that it was a name card, marked as a certain commissioning company. It seemed that someone wanted to contact him. This company was quite capable, and even Fang Mingming had such connections.
He asked: "How many days have you had it?"
Fang Mingming thought for a while and said, "It's been seven or eight days, and I can't get into the first-class dormitory. I think you always have to come to the cafeteria to eat, so I wait here for a while every day."
Chen Chuan nodded. He also understood this. In this world, it is not easy for everyone, so he said: "Student Fang, if you are interested, you can call me directly in the dormitory building next time."
Fang Mingming's eyes lit up and he said, "Is that okay? That would be great."
The two chatted here for a while before saying goodbye to each other and leaving.
When Fang Mingming returned to his companions, someone said, "Xiao Fang, you are really not bragging. You really have a friend who is an A-grade student."
"Okay, when I graduate and go out, I'll have someone to talk to."
Fang Mingming shook his head and said, "I didn't think too much about it. I think it would be better if we talked less about it among friends."
"You are just stubborn. You must make use of this relationship and keep in touch when you have time."
Fang Mingming hummed twice, but he didn't listen at all. In his heart, friends are friends. Although his family asked him to hand over the card, if it interfered with anything, he would never do it.
After Chen Chuan had breakfast, he rode out of school and went to the shopping mall in the central square to buy a watch. This thing is quite useful and can tell the time at any time.
In fact, he misses the days when he had a mobile phone in his previous life. In addition to time, he could also read news. Now there are fewer channels and a lot of information is blocked.
After buying the watch, he bought some small toys and a bottle of hand cream for his aunt. After thinking about it, he also bought a forest python belt for Nian Fuli. Then he rode all the way back home and waited to meet his aunt. , then returned the watch, Yu Wan said: "Your uncle still has an old one, Chan'er, you can use it first."
Chen Chuan raised his hand and said with a smile: "Auntie, I bought one, so I don't need this one."
Yu Wan said: "Buy better, don't delay things if you leave."
Chen Chuanhua: "Don't worry, aunt, I'm still a student, simple things are enough." He looked around and saw that the radio was on, but he was not in his prime, so he asked, "Uncle isn't here?"
The aunt said: "I just got a call and asked him to go to the bureau. Don't wait for your uncle before he comes at noon. Let's eat first."
Chen Chuan said hello and handed the hand cream in his hand to Yu Wan: "Auntie, this is for you."
Yu Wan took a look and said, "Chan'er, why are you spending that money? It's not easy for you to make some money. Isn't it good to buy some food for yourself?"
Chen Chuan smiled and said: "Auntie, money is used to buy happiness. If it makes the family happy, isn't it well spent?" As he said, he handed the toys he bought to his cousins, and the two This little guy has sharp eyes and has been surrounding him since early in the morning.
Yu Wan sighed and said, "I won't allow it next time."
Chen Chuan smiled. He played with his cousins for a while. When it was almost time for lunch, the family sat together and talked and laughed. At this moment, the phone suddenly rang rapidly, and Yu Wan ran over. He picked up the phone and said, "You are old? Yes, yes, what are you doing? That's it, okay, okay, you should be careful."
Yu Wan hung up the phone, with a worried look on her face, and said to Chen Chuanhuan: "Chan'er, your uncle said that he won't be able to come back today, saying that there seems to be some big case."
Big case?
Chen Chuan thought for a while. In the past, Nian R&F had only used this word to describe it a handful of times.
At this time, there was a burst of noise from the radio that was originally playing lyrical prose poems, and then the announcer's voice came out: "Now an emergency message is being inserted. At 9:32 this morning, a bank on Liyuan Road was robbed. The criminal was carrying a gun and was currently exchanging gunfire with the arriving patrol bureau inspectors on the street.
At 9:55 this morning, the private residence of Councilor Fang Zuo of the Consultative Bureau in Quanzhou District was robbed by a group of fugitives. The suspected family members were held hostage by the robbers. The robbers shot to death and injured many security personnel... "
Chen Chuan couldn't help but listen attentively, and at this moment the phone rang again. His aunt hurriedly picked it up, held it with both hands to her ears, listened to a few words, covered the phone and said, "Cicada, I'm here to see you."
Chen Chuan went over to take it, and Cheng Zitong's voice came out of the phone, saying, "Xiao Chuan, are you at home now?"
"Yes, teacher."
Cheng Zitong's serious voice came: "You should go back to school immediately, there is something important."
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