Song Xin didn't expect that he would be able to touch the heavenly power of this Xuanhuang Sword Technique, which was just beginning to reach its realm.
Looking at the tree trunk that was almost broken by sawdust, he exclaimed, "Just the spray of sawdust can be so powerful... This has just reached the state of initial growth..."
"It looks very powerful. Xiaoyu remembered one thing. Before you competed with that guy Zhang that day, you said that monks can't hurt mortals. If you use such powerful swordsmanship to hurt mortals, I don't know what will happen. You will be punished.”
Song Xin was stunned for a moment. He was so happy that he forgot the rules that hung above every ascetic's head.
"Fortunately, Xiaoyu reminded Song Xin that he cannot use this mental method if he wants to deal with mortals. When I broke into Zhang Fei's camp before and killed the enemy, I did not use the sword filled with spiritual energy, but in the future if I encounter mortals If you want to threaten, I’d better be careful.”
Now we have to face not only cultivators, but also mortals who may be chasing us. In this situation, superb martial arts and a handy weapon are particularly important.
"If you can make a gun at this time, you will be invincible." Thinking of this, Song Xin himself found it funny. The smelting technology of this era simply cannot meet the standards for making modern guns.
The sophistication of weapons is consistent with the productivity level of the era. Behind a modern industrial product is the result of the joint development of dozens or even hundreds of industrial categories and basic science to a certain extent.
Song Xin shook his head and got rid of this strange thought.
"Hehe, Xiaoyu doesn't want Song Xin to be punished. Those rules are so annoying."
Song Xin smiled, Xiaoyu was a child after all. Without this rule, all the mortals in this world would have been slaughtered by the ascetics. If the cultivators fight in the city, many mortals will suffer even if they are cultivators like Zhang Xiuyang and himself.
Seeing how powerful the mental technique was, he didn't dare to try it again. It would be troublesome if the house was destroyed. However, just the initial stage of a force has such power. He is looking forward to seeing what the small stage of Xuanhuang Sword Technique looks like.
After collecting his spiritual energy, Song Xin began to practice the sword moves. At this time, his sword draw was fast and accurate, almost as good as a first-class swordsman, but he still needed to hone his experience in facing enemies.
The sky was turning white, and Song Xin was preparing to pay a return visit to Chen Jiao today.
He found a bamboo slip and wrote his name on it with a pen. According to the rules of this era, he had not yet been crowned, had no nickname, and no title, so he only wrote his name.
According to etiquette, you should also find a pheasant as a gift. But now during the war, it is difficult to find. I had no choice but to send a famous post. After daylight, Song Xin left the hospital and asked the soldiers passing by to find out where Chen Jiao lived.
As the commander-in-chief of the Southern Conquest, Chen Jiao had his own residence in Jiangling, which was very easy to find. Song Xin found the door and handed his name card to the doorman.
After a while, Chen Jiao came out to greet him.
"Lord Ji Bi, Song Xin comes here to pay special tribute today." After saying that, he bowed down.
Chen Jiao returned the gift and asked Song Xin to enter first. Song Xin declined, then Chen Jiao walked in front, Song Xin followed, and the two entered Chen Jiao's mansion.
After entering the door, Chen Jiao walked to the right and Song Xin walked to the left. When they entered the courtyard, they bowed to each other again. When they arrived at the hall, Chen Jiao asked Song Xin to come to the hall first. Song Xin declined and asked the host to enter first. Chen Jiao entered first, and Song Xin followed. Song Xin stepped up with his left foot first, and Chen Jiao stepped up the steps with his right foot first. The two guests and host sat down in the hall, each giving a salute. In this way, the courtesy of visiting guests is completed.
Chen Jiao saw that although Song Xin was young, he knew etiquette and righteousness, so he felt very useful and liked him very much. Recalling that I visited Song Xin yesterday, I thought he was just a pawn, so I visited him according to the etiquette of a commoner. Song Xin came today and paid a return visit as a courtesy, which made him very surprised and a little embarrassed.
Song Xin himself was a little surprised. The owner of this body was not only able to read and write, but also learned etiquette. If not for this, I might have made a fool of myself today. Although people's etiquette at this time is cumbersome, they also appear solemn and sincere.
"Mr. Song, what can you tell me when you are here today?" Chen Jiao also changed his title to Song Xin to show respect.
"Song Xin doesn't dare to call you sir incorrectly. Your Excellency, please just address me by your first name. Song Xin is here today, firstly, to return the favor of yesterday's visit, and secondly, to inquire about something."
"Oh, what's the matter? Chen Jiao knows everything."
"Thank you, Mr. Changshi. Song Xin heard what your Majesty said yesterday. Your Majesty is an alchemist. I am looking for a material called 'Thunder Stone'. It is a rock made of thunder and lightning. I don't know what it is. If you know it, sir, I hope you will be generous." Give me some advice.”
"Hmm..." Chen Jiao thought carefully. He seemed to have heard of this name, but couldn't remember it for a while. Song Xin just waited quietly.
After about a cup of tea, Chen Jiao suddenly said: "It is true that my father talked about this 'Thunder Stone'. When he was studying alchemy, he also looked for it. This was a stormy and thunderstorm weather, and thunder struck the rocks. If If the rock turns into a colloidal purple-black color after being struck by lightning, it is a thunder stone. If it is any other color, it is not."
"That's it. Thank you, sir, for clearing up the confusion." Song Xin suddenly understood and quickly thanked him.
"You're welcome." Chen Jiao also smiled.
"By the way, I once heard Ziming say that you came to the army because of my father's affairs?"
Song Xin nodded and told Chen Jiao everything he knew so far.
"Two years have passed since this matter, and now there is a war. It is indeed difficult to investigate. Moreover, I feel that your father's matter is a bit strange. That Song Chou may indeed kill the good and take the credit." Chen Jiao said, stroking his beard. .
"Well, Brother Wei and my cousin said the same thing, but we can't find my uncle's whereabouts now. If we can find him, we might still have some clues."
Chen Jiao pondered for a moment and said: "Well, now that we have suffered a great defeat, all the ministries are in chaos. I don't know whether your uncle is alive or not. Oh, by the way, are you from Juancheng, Yanzhou?"
"Exactly, why do you ask this, sir?"
"The Wei clan is a big clan there. This time, Wei Xuan is also working under the Prime Minister and is in Xiangyang. Maybe he knows the whereabouts of your uncle."
"Wei Xuan?" Song Xin remembered that Wei Xuan was Wei Qi's father, and she had met him before. Then he talked about his encounters on the road in the future and about the Soul-eating Owl.
Chen Jiao frowned. According to the rules of the court at that time, children of the noble family could become officials if someone recommended them. Some wealthy families would also let their children go to the battlefield to gain some fame and military merit.
"Alas, I have seen Wei Qi before. He is somewhat capable, but he is arrogant. Wei Xuan miscalculated... I originally wanted to ask someone to help you find Song Chou, but looking at the current situation, I'm afraid Wei Xuan won't. Helped you."
Song Xin nodded and said, "Thank you, sir. With Brother Wei here, this shouldn't be difficult."
At this time, a man who looked like an officer walked to the corridor, bowed and said: "Sir Chang Shi."
The man just shouted, but didn't say what he was here for.
When Chen Jiao saw him, he immediately put away his relaxed expression and said, "Found it?"
The man nodded, "Found it!"
Song Xin was confused when he heard it, and his eyes were full of questions.
Chen Jiao stood up and said to the officer, "Okay, gather the soldiers and do it tonight. Anyone who leaks the news will be killed."
Song Xin vaguely guessed something from his murderous eyes.
After the officer left, Chen Jiao returned to a pleasant expression and said, "Song Xin, how about I give you a reward?"
