The treasure hunt is put on hold for the time being, and the current focus is still on recuperation.

Chen Sanlang dreamed of the sword, opened a new chapter, and realized the "Sword Technique", but it does not mean that he has mastered this technique, it can only be said that he has a glimpse of the door, and if he wants to be proficient, he has to practice a lot of practice.

During this time, he often stayed in his room and practiced his sword. He also ordered several wooden figures to be carved, put on armor, and placed them in the house, and then drove the evil sword to attack continuously.

Now he does not pursue a one-hit kill, but pays attention to the skillfulness and dexterity of the attack, knocking on the side and striking sideways, all in one thought.

At the beginning, the sword was stagnant, difficult to last, similar to before, fast to go back and forth, back and forth just like that, with practice, slowly mastered many skills, and was able to control the flying sword to levitate in the air, which lasted for a while.

Today's evil sword, one finger length, the texture is faintly transparent, and the brilliance is new.

"Whew!"

Where the light flickered, the thick armor on the wooden man was like paper paste, and it couldn't resist it at all. The small sword entered the body and pierced through.

Smack!

The wooden figure, which had long been torn in many holes, could no longer support it and collapsed.

Chen Sanlang put away his sword and exhaled, his face full of joy. After practicing for a few days, "Sword Control" has achieved a little success, and I am really happy. From then on, it was no longer like before, when the spirit was tired once or twice, but it could be used as a regular means.

Of course, there are still constraints in swordsmanship, such as the limitation of range, when the target is more than three zhang away, it will be unable to grasp the power, and it is difficult to exert its power. But this is a very normal thing, the legendary sword immortal, open his mouth and spit out, the sword flies thousands of miles away, and takes the head of the person, that kind of existence is simply against the sky, unimaginable.

In today's world, only legends remain.

In fact, the evil sword in Chen Sanlang's hand is also a treasure against the sky for others. For example, Zhang Yuanchu and the like of Zhang Yuanchu, I am afraid that they will be cut off their heads as soon as they look at each other.

In the street battle that day, Xiaoyao Fudao and Zhang Yuanchu both made great efforts and made contributions, Chen Sanlang saw it in his eyes, he would not be lazy, and directly divided a large piece of land in the state and county to establish a seminary, Xiaoyao Fudao is the dean, and he has the final say on how the college operates.

As for Zhang Yuanchu, he was appointed as the vice president, which is a substantive position, and with this title, Longhushan can open an altar to preach in Yongzhou.

There is no opinion on this Xiaoyao Fudao, as Chen Sanlang's territory continues to expand and the foundation is becoming more and more prosperous, it is natural that there will be many cultivators who covet it and want to come to the light and look for opportunities. Not to mention that his Laoshan faction has been weak for a long time, and his people are thin, even if he is as strong as Longhu Mountain, it is impossible to cover the sky with one hand and occupy one place alone.

Countless historical processes have shown that if you eat alone, you will only choke to death.

Xiaoyao Fudao is in charge of the seminary, and other sects must pass through him if they want to come to Yongzhou to find a way, and this alone makes the Taoist priest feel that it is enough. What about the dignified legend of the dragon and tiger? Aren't you still a deputy and listen to your own dispatch?

Every time I think of this, Xiaoyao Fudao secretly feels a little proud in his heart.

It's just that the seminary was established in the state county, which is quite far away from Laoshan and has many affairs, so I am afraid it will be difficult to return to the mountain gate.

The free and rich road has been arranged, the wolf demon Wangcai guards the mountain gate, and there is a boy in charge of the incense there, but the boy has not been in the beginning for a long time, and his learning is shallow, whether he can afford the scene, it is difficult to rest assured.

After entering the city, Xiaoyao Fudao was not idle for a day, wandering around and recruiting apprentices. He wore the sign of the seminary on his head, and he was very open-minded, and people lined up to come to apprentice every day, and in just a few days, he accepted more than ten people, many of whom were talented and intelligent.

After all, this is the state county!

Zhang Yuanchu was not idle, first sent a message back to the sect, and then looked for a suitable place to open the altar.

Up and down, in fact, they are busy.

Chen Sanlang's sword practice is also a kind of busyness. After a slight success, it is difficult to climb the ladder in a short period of time, and it takes more time and more accumulation. The demand for breath in "Sword Mastery" is terrifying, like a bottomless pit, and every time you light up a character, you have to consume a huge amount of breath.

Originally, Chen Sanlang was sitting in the state and county, but with the vigorous development of people's livelihood, all the people returned to their hearts, and the breath rolled in every day.

There are so many of these breaths that they can't be accommodated for a while, after all, there will be a degree problem with everything. When saturated, the "Haoran Silk Book" kept out many breaths, but the breath did not dissipate, but shrouded and moistened the entire state office.

In this way, the people who work in the state government, regardless of their position, benefit from it. They are ordinary people, they don't know how to swallow the method, when the popularity is at the top, the people's hearts are added, and subtly, they slowly form a special temperament:

Official!

Its spirit is big, fierce and flamboyant, it is called "official authority"!

Although the world was in turmoil and the emperor died, because of that holy decree, from Chen Sanlang to the county orders below, every official title accounted for a great righteousness. Therefore, it is easy to get the approval of the Shattered Dragon Qi.

Having said that, Chen Sanlang felt that there was too much breath coming in before, but after comprehending "Sword Technique", the mud pill palace was emptied, and he suddenly looked like a hungry person, waiting for a new breath to arrive every day.

This is a new accumulation process.

Chen Sanlang stopped practicing his sword.

Tuk tuk!

There was a knock on the door, and it was punctual. Soon, Song Kechan pushed the door and came in, holding a plate with some tea and snacks in her hand.

In the past few days, she has come to serve Chen Sanlang. Because Xu Jun said that her belly was big, her body was inconvenient, and she was not at ease when she handed it over to her subordinates, so she asked Song Kechan to come.

At first, Chen Sanlang felt embarrassed, but he couldn't resist Song Kechan's insistence, so he let it be.

Putting things on the table, Song Kechan turned around and went to clean up the debris on the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Sanlang hurriedly said: "Miss Kechan, you don't need to ...... it"

Song Kechan didn't listen, she insisted on moving, you must know that those wooden pieces of armor are not light, Song Kechan is not Xu Jun, her body is delicate, Chen Sanlang hurried over to help.

But seeing that Song Kechan used her strength to eat, she reluctantly lifted a large piece of armor. This armor is estimated to be more than ten catties, plus the wood wrapped inside, at least thirty or forty catties.

"Be careful!"

Chen Sanlang looked worried, afraid that she would miss and hit her own foot. However, Song Kechan walked step by step, very steadily, and successfully moved this large piece of things outside. When he came back, his face was red, and he was panting, so he went to move the second piece.

"Miss Kechan, you can rest. ”

Chen Sanlang hurriedly went to dissuade her, and just grabbed it in her hand, which was soft, as if it was boneless.

As soon as he was caught, Song Kechan was inexplicably flustered and shrank suddenly. But when I retracted it, I was already remorseful.

Chen Sanlang didn't think too much about it, grabbed a piece of shard in one hand, and walked out of the door with it. Soon, after cleaning up, he asked Song Kechan to sit down and drink tea together. When I looked up, I noticed that she was wearing a bright yellow dress today, which was quite bright and moving.

Being looked at by him, Song Kechan was embarrassed again, lowered her head slightly, and rubbed the corner of her clothes with one hand.

For a while, there was silence in the room.