About fifty paces from the entrance of the town, there was a crossroads, and that was the most prosperous part of Saddle Town, the Old Ross Grocery Store, which was in the alleyway to the west, and Roland had long wanted to come and see for himself, but he had not bothered to do so. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He had just returned from a clearing outside the town, and seeing that it was still early before noon, he had not taken a few steps before turning his body and came to the front of the grocery store.

"Aunt... Aunt..."

As soon as he stepped into the door, Roland found that the small grocery store was so empty that there was no one in sight, and he couldn't help but shout twice.

"Alain, my aunt is busy upstairs, you can take a look first."

Hearing Belera's voice, Roland noticed the wooden ladder in the corner, and couldn't help but laugh at himself, his eyes swayed with his footsteps, backpacks, water bladders, herbs, ropes, etc., and even household pots, bowls, scoops, and basins are a lot.

"It's really a small sparrow, but it has all kinds of organs!"

Roland sighed, slowly walked through the back door of the store, came to a small courtyard, raised his eyes and looked ahead, under a big tree on the left, there was a wooden table, next to the wooden table was a chaise longue, two wooden benches, obviously where Old Rose rested.

On the right is an armory rack with a spear and a sword, as well as two short swords, sparsely placed on it.

"It seems that Old Ross is also a samurai..."

Roland smiled and came to the weapon rack, took off a short sword casually, weighed it in his hand, and found that it looked like seven or eight pounds, and waved it slightly, the black short sword with a little yellow rust actually brought a trace of whirring in the air.

"The sword is good, but it lacks maintenance."

Commenting slightly, he remembered the scene he had just seen in the open space, and couldn't help but carry a short sword and come to the center of the small courtyard.

"The characteristics of the sword are brisk, agile, flexible and changeable, and its stabbing, picking, splitting, wiping, pulling, teasing, breaking, and point are the exercise methods, and the wrist flower, stabbing the sword, and picking the sword are the most basic actions."

Silently recalling what he knew about the interpretation of the sword, Roland gripped the short sword, slowly leveled it to his chest, and then stabbed it violently.

"The movement is seriously biased, not to mention too much strength, not enough concentration."

Shaking his head, Roland picked up the sword in his hand again, adjusted the position of the sword blade, and stabbed it out suddenly.

This was done several times in a row, constantly adjusting his posture and movements, and he slowly combined the strength and movement of his body.

Swinging the short sword in his hand again and again, Roland's basic movements changed from jerky, deflected and intermittent at the beginning, to becoming more and more rounded and smooth, and the sword speed became faster and faster.

"Whew! Laugh at! Laugh at!! ”

The short sword brings a subtle wind sound in the middle of the small courtyard, which means that the contact surface between the blade and the air is the smallest, so it is the fastest, lightest and most effective action.

Unconsciously, his blood boiling through sword practice made him devote himself to practicing basic swordsmanship.

Stepping forward, stabbing the sword, closing the leg and turning, wrist flowering, and then swinging left and right, from the bottom to the top, picking up the sword, Roland's movements are smooth and beautiful, and the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

"Bang bang..."

I don't know when, old Ross with an appreciative expression on his face walked into the small courtyard.

"Boy, yes, I have the style I had back then!"

After a word of praise, old Rose slowly walked to the chaise longue and sat down slowly, and at this time, Belera also came out of the back door, and placed a few small dishes on the wooden plate, a pot of wine, and two wine glasses on the wooden table.

"Alain, come over and have a few drinks with Old Rose."

Belella smiled and beckoned to him, then walked back to the grocery store.

Putting the short sword on the weapon rack, Roland came over, sat on the small stool next to the wooden table, then picked up the wine jug, filled the two wine glasses, raised a glass of wine, and said, "Grandpa Rose, I toast you!" ”

"What Grandpa Ross, call me Old Rose." took the wine glass and drank it all, Old Rose continued with a smug face: "Boy, you have a good mouth today, it's not easy to get Warcraft meat..."

"Warcraft meat? Then I'm going to try it. ”

Roland smiled, picked up a fork on the wooden table, and accurately inserted a piece of demonic beast meat, just about to put it in his mouth, he suddenly felt a shock in his brain, just for a moment, he felt that the things around him became much clearer.

Even the whispering of a couple on the side of the avenue outside the courtyard could be heard clearly, and a kind of realization slowly rose in his heart.

At this time, he looked at Old Ross again, and there was a faint surprise in his eyes, he found that Old Rose actually had the strength of a high-level samurai, and the demonic beast meat on the fork was full of aura, not to mention, it also had the effect of slightly improving spiritual power.

"Mental power overflows!" Here's the answer he gets.

In the past, his cultivation was a high-level mage, and his spiritual power was as high as thirty degrees, but after coming here, with the change of identity, the gift of God only opened the space of the samurai's air pocket, and the corresponding mage's spiritual power acupoint was still in a sealed state.

However, thinking about him, he was relieved, the spiritual power of ordinary people is generally between 0.3 and 0.3 degrees Celsius, even if he is now in the late stage of a first-class samurai, according to the actual situation, it is great to have a spiritual power of one degree.

According to his guess, his current spiritual power is very likely to still maintain its original level, that is to say, thirty degrees of spiritual power, so it makes sense that "if you are full, you will overflow by yourself".

Just now, he was just touched by a trace of spiritual power contained in the flesh of the demonic beast, causing the seal of the spiritual power to crack a gap, causing his spiritual power to suddenly increase, and a large amount of spillover, and his feelings became extremely acute.

Silently eating the meat of the demonic beast, Roland used his battle qi to block the cracks that were broken, so that his spiritual power would not overflow.

"Old Rose, do you know there are people selling magic materials there?"

The overflow of spiritual power made Roland think of a possibility, if it was feasible, he would not worry about money in the future.

"Then it depends on what magic materials you buy..."

Old Rose looked at Roland with strange eyes, and a powerful spiritual power fluctuation just now swept past him, startling him into a cold sweat, thinking that a certain mage had come to the town and was looking for his target.

But when he thought about it, it was impossible, so when Master Algorithm came to Saddle Town, he would only go to the temple to find the priest, and he would never use his spiritual power unscrupulously to conduct a comprehensive search.

It just so happened that Roland asked about the magic materials, could it be that this matter had something to do with him? Old Rose shook his head and denied his idea.

"For example, talisman pens, the blood of demonic beasts, polished animal skins, and so on." Roland explained.

"Oh... Loulan Pass, there should be these things for sale there. Old Rose pondered for a moment and replied.

"Alan, are you going to Loulan Pass?" Belella came out the back door and asked.

"Well, I'd like to check it out." Roland nodded.

"Then you have lunch, there are a lot of carriages going back and forth to Loulan Pass, which is very convenient."

As she spoke, Bellera began to clean up the food and wine on the wooden table, it seemed that Old Rose was not going to go home, and was going to have lunch in the store, Roland quickly got up and said goodbye, and after passing through the grocery store, he walked briskly in the direction of the fenced courtyard.