Jiang Chen took a deep breath and felt a slight tingling pain in his skull, but it was extremely clear, and his soul seemed to be purified and sublimated under tremendous pressure!

The original pale white life-style gem [Tireless in Learning] suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there is a crimson fate called [Talented Person]!

As soon as Jiang Chen's breath tightened, he vaguely felt that the speed of his thinking seemed to have increased significantly.

[Talented Thinker (Crimson): Talented and quick, with a thousand words in mind, it is only a moment of reality. When learning anything, it is possible to have an explosion of inspiration, an epiphany overnight, and ten years of hard work for others! 】

[Note: Every time inspiration erupts, a large amount of qi and blood needs to be consumed.] 】

"Anything?"

"Does it also include the Demon Punishment Knife Technique and the Hundred Steps Piercing Yang Arrow Technique?"

When Jiang Chen had just given birth to this thought in his heart, he knew the sea, and the crimson life [Talented Person] exploded.

In front of his eyes, six vigorous words quickly condensed:

[Inspiration explodes!] 】

[Restricted items: knives and arrows.] 】

Next second!

It was dark in front of him, as if his soul had left his body.

…………

Rumble!

The light and shadow in front of him are intertwined, like being drunk and changing the world.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes again and found himself in a strange space full of gray mist.

At the top of the gray mist, there are three crimson stars, and a pure white star with a slight reddish glow, which are the four sources of light in this space.

"Is this Zhihai?"

Jiang Chen looked down at himself and found that the clothes on his body had not changed, and a wooden bow suddenly appeared in his hand, and he was carrying a simple knife at his waist, and the blade was flashing with a dazzling cold light!

Looking at the empty environment around him, he couldn't help but be stunned:

"This so-called explosion of inspiration won't just let me practice swords and arrows in the sea of knowledge, right?"

"Wait!"

"In reality, I shouldn't faint in front of Lord Chincha, right?"

Jiang Chen was a little confused by the second monk, but after carefully studying the description of the Crimson Destiny [Talented Person], his brows suddenly expanded, and he thought:

"A thousand words in my heart are only a moment of reality......

"In other words, no matter how long I've been practicing here, is it just a snap of my fingers to the outside world?"

Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little funny, if he had enough qi and blood, wouldn't he be able to ...... A thought of eternity?

"It's possible to make up the foundation in this sea of knowledge, and you can't rely on too fierce sword momentum every time you fight, right?"

"Even if you can eat half the sky, when you meet the other half of the sky, there should always be some other means to meet the enemy."

Thinking like this, Jiang Chen took a deep breath and began to swing his knife and swing his knife again in this gray mist environment!

Including but not limited to 17 kinds of knife movements, including but not limited to wrapping the head, wrapping the brain, splitting, chopping, teasing, hanging, piercing, wiping, chopping, sweeping, pressing, hiding, backing, racking, hugging, cutting wrist flowers, and teasing wrist flowers.

Swinging the knife again and again, although it is extremely boring, but it has laid a solid foundation, only a solid enough foundation can really carry high-rise buildings!

I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Chen faintly feels that his sword skills have improved, he is full of confidence, and he can't help but desire to meet an opponent and verify his gains.

It was also at this time.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt slightly tired, it seemed that his real body suddenly accelerated the speed of qi and blood flow, and in the gray mist of the sea of knowledge, he also slowly stepped out of a familiar old friend.

Abin, Feng Lebin!

As the younger brother of the Feng family and the master of the fierce tiger knife, his attainments in basic sword techniques are far better than Jiang Chen's.

Therefore.

As soon as the thought arose, "Feng Lebin" appeared in the sea of knowledge, but at this moment, he was just a bubble phantom, and he didn't know who Jiang Chen was.

Feng Lebin didn't say a word, holding the knife, walked slowly, and made a cool gesture of flirting wrists, his eyes staring coldly at the only enemy in front of him.

Next second!

The cold light is shining!

Feng Lebin slid and struck, and a crisp and neat straight slash was swung!

While!

Jiang Chen set up a Pu knife to block it, but suddenly discovered:

The force of this knife was not violent, but a little vain.

Feng Lebin didn't care about his face at all, and instantly rolled on the spot, flipped behind him, and then swept away.

Look down.

His abdomen was already dripping with blood, and a huge wound almost the length of an arm was cut.

At this point,

The pain came a little later!

Jiang Chen's eyes darkened, and he returned directly to the real world, stunned for a long time, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he was Qin Chawei Anguo.

Wei Anguo said indifferently:

"Your Majesty's dictation just now is an additional reward for you, and the things you offer belong to the civil court, and according to the system, the civil officer should give the reward."

"Go to the third tent from the left and look for him."

"No."

Jiang Chen turned around and retreated, still reminiscing in his heart about the exquisite offensive strategy of "feint attack + fatal knife" of "Zhihai Limited Ruthless Version of Feng Lebin", which was simple, crisp and neat, and there was almost no mistake or omission, far better than himself.

Is this the true strength of Abin?

If you don't use some special means, such as too fierce knife posture, or even ...... only blocked the first knife and the second knife, and the winner was decided to live and die!

Come to think of this.

Jiang Chen sighed, giving birth to a slight sense of loss, and the arrogance brought by the thousands of swings of the knife disappeared in an instant.

Secretly swearing:

"It's better to practice more, and when my sword technique is completed, sooner or later I will have to avenge this sword!"

Connection.

Feng Lebin, the newly promoted five hundred lord who was patrolling the guards on the periphery of the camp, inexplicably had a bad premonition.

…………

Repeat dozens of steps.

Jiang Chen came to the camp next door, and sure enough, he saw a young official.

His appearance was a little strange, his forehead was like a swallow, and his neck was like a tiger, seeing Jiang Chen's arrival, this person immediately got up to greet him:

"You are Jiang Bai...... Have you been promoted to the rank of Five Hundred Lord? ”

"Well, a few days ago, I received the grace of the general, and now I have been promoted to the five hundred lords." Jiang Chen briefly explained.

The young official was called the squad lieutenant, an ordinary official under the command of Dasi Nong, and after hearing about such wonderful things as wheat flour, he volunteered and decided to come to the Western Regions to make a name for himself.

He bowed his hand slightly and praised:

"He is worthy of the talent that His Majesty said, and he is really talented."

Jiang Chen smiled.

Since entering this world, it seems that from the very beginning, everyone has identified themselves as folk geniuses, and has never had the opportunity to be a waste wood and pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

When you think about it, it's a pity.

If you have a chance in the future, you must find a chance to play the role of "waste wood", maybe you can find some kind of special ritual by mistake?

The squad lieutenant took out the court document from his bosom, read it aloud according to the words on it:

"The people will be Jiang Chen, offer wheat flour, benefit the people, reward 100 acres of fertile land, a number of gold and silver, and grant the civil county warehouse agricultural supervisor, the rank ratio from the seven products, if Loulan turns the country into a county, if you want to stay in office for three years to govern the place, you can be promoted to the county farmer, and the rank is more than six products."

Connection.

Jiang Chen felt that in the darkness, there was another kind of vanity and luck, which gradually integrated into his body.

Such circumstances.

It is very similar to not long ago, when he was crowned the 500th Lord.

It's just that he doesn't know what the vanity and luck brought by these official positions are for? It is customary to stimulate the hidden power of the sea in the eyes to examine oneself.

But after using it, I remembered that there were no mirrors or water here, so I couldn't see myself at all......

On the contrary, it accidentally illuminated the number of lives of the lieutenants.

【Squad Captain】

【Condition:Good】

[Hometown: Zhongzhou, Xinyang County, Changxiang]

[Proposition: Throwing pen from Rong (red, not awakened), Born Envoy (red, not awakened), Translator (white, not awakened)]

[Fortune: An unknown official in Yujing City, with the ambition of being a marquis, unwilling to sink into the matter of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he ventured into the Western Regions and was recognized by the Han Heroic Soul Banchao. 】

[Repair: None]

[Exercises: Farming, Clerical]

[Note: The eldest husband has no other ambitions, and he should still follow Fu Jiezi, Zhang Qian, and Ban Chao to make meritorious contributions to foreign lands, in order to win the title of marquis, and An Neng can write for a long time? 】

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise, he unintentionally discovered a rare talent who had not yet made a career?

Squad Lieutenant, Isn't it...... Is he a descendant of Dingyuan Hou Banchao?

At this time.

The squad lieutenant was struggling to drag out an iron-inlaid wooden box, which was full of gold and silver, a total of 100 taels of gold and 1,000 taels of silver, almost weighing hundreds of catties, no wonder he was dragging it so hard.

Jiang Chen's heart moved, and with a grasp of his left hand forward, he easily picked it up and slowly put the iron-inlaid wooden box into the storage bag.

This money is not only enough to pay off the arrears of Dongfang Daoist and Feng Lebin, but also to buy another batch of rune paper required for "Ritual: Riding the Green Ox Upside Down".

At most, ride the old green cow for a few days and nights, and it will usher in the promotion of the essence of life, become a refined demon, and become an extraordinary saint!

See this.

Holding the ink pen in his hand, the squad lieutenant recorded the content of the reward on another document, his eyes showed a hint of envy, and sighed:

"David established the country with force, and civil scribes like us were powerless, and they could only deal with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone all their lives......"

Between the words, there is a deep regret.

Hear this.

Jiang Chen actually took a step forward and asked in a deep voice:

"The Han Dynasty Dingyuan Marquis Banchao threw his pen from Rong, followed Dou Gu to attack the Xiongnu in the north, and was ordered to send an envoy to the Western Regions, only thirty-one years, he brought more than 50 subordinate countries to the Han Dynasty, and the officials worshiped the Western Regions to protect and seal the Yuanhou."

"Since you have come here in the Western Regions, you must also want to gain fame in this battle for the Western Regions!"

"If Dingyuan Hou can do it, why can't you?"

"Is it possible, do you really want to serve pen and ink for the rest of your life and be a poor sour scribe?!"

The sound of words is like thunder!

Every sentence is almost like a mind reading, hammering deep into the depths of the squad captain's heart.

"I, I ......"

The squad lieutenant was silent, confused, and hesitant, holding the ink pen in his hand, stunned.

Jiang Chen struck while the iron was hot, stared at the young official in front of him, his voice was like a bell, and he said word by word:

"The eldest husband has no other ambitions, and he should still follow Fu Jiezi and Zhang Qian to make meritorious contributions to foreign lands, in order to win the title of marquis, and An can write for a long time?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a slap in the face, and it suddenly aroused the ambition of the marquis that had been buried in the heart of the squad captain for many years.

In the dark void, the spiritual phantom of the Great Han Dingyuan Hou Banchao was also faintly manifested!

(End of chapter)