String vibration.

As Assistant Teacher Yun said in the morning, Tingxi, Imitation Spirit, Shuoyuan and Pulse Zhen are similar.

Listen to the sound, Chen Yanjun’s special spiritual consciousness created by relying on the third level of nourishing qi.

Onomatopoeia relies on the precise control and random integration of the five elements of spiritual power.

Shuo Yuan needs to use energy, and he is the best at it.

Blast, which requires directional spiritual pressure, will also.

Thinking of this, Chen Yanjun couldn't wait to run out of the house even though he was very tired.

Arrived at the backyard.

They attacked the old locust tree again at night...

Sure enough, the panel moved again when I added some points!

[Yu Ling +1, progress 91/100 (proficient)! 】

[Yu Ling +1...]

[Yu Ling +1...]

After adding points all the way to 95, Chen Yanjun was finally exhausted.

Swallowing the Junling Pill could only replenish spiritual power, but it was difficult to cheer up my tired heart, so I supported the wall and entered the house, lay down on the couch and fell asleep.

After only sleeping for an hour, it was daybreak.

Chen Yanjun was awakened by Xiao Yue's shaking.

Feeling his chest was soft and warm, Chen Yanjun opened his eyes in confusion.

"You can also shake my shoulder, Xiaoyue."

Xiaoyue grinned playfully and did not explain at all, but only urged:

"Master, it's time to get up and go to the Imperial Academy!"

Chen Yanjun suddenly remembered what happened last night, and asked with concern and guilt for his wife:

"How is Madam?"

"My wife is fine, but there is something on her mind."

Xiaoyue seemed to have something to say:

"Young Master, you should enter the eighth rank as soon as possible. I'm worried that Madam will soon be unable to restrain herself."

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, I'm afraid you can't control yourself even more than Madam.

"Haha, if you are clever, I will be in the eighth rank within the year!"

I wanted to see my wife, but I was embarrassed, so I planned to go to the Imperial College first, buy some supplements when I came back, and then visit my wife in the evening.

I took a look at the results of last night's victory.

[Cultivation: 48/100 (ninth-grade martial artist)! 】

[Yu Ling: 95/100 (proficient)! 】

It seems that if you want to cultivate Yuling to the full level, you may need to strengthen your actual combat!

…

After briefly washing up, Chen Yanjun went out to Nanxian Street and quickly arrived at Banyun Jianxing.

"Xiaoyun, has my sword been forged yet?"

Ban Xiaoyun held his chin with his right hand, dragging the right side of his face, which was not thin, into the shape of a bun.

At this moment, she was not completely awake yet, and was thinking about last night's dream, trying to find some inspiration from it.

Seeing Chen Yanjun, he suddenly woke up.

"Last night I went to Du Weicao to give you a sword, but Old Man Lei wouldn't let me see you. I was so angry!"

Chen Yanjun thought to himself, your motive for sending the sword in the middle of the night is obviously not pure... you want to see some gossip, right?

"Then why don't you put the sword in the medicine shop?"

Ban Xiaoyun had a straight face and said:

"What do you think of the sword? This is your natal sword, of course it must be handed over to you personally!"

Chen Yanjun was too lazy to say anything more.

"Okay, okay, now that I'm here, please take out the sword with your own hands."

Ban Xiaoyun took out a five-foot long sword from the sword box under the counter and put on a scabbard for free.

There is also an auspicious cloud embroidered on the scabbard.

"My father underestimated the balance of your five elements. This sword was forged for you at a loss."

Chen Yanjun took the sword and stroked his first natal sword excitedly. This feeling was like buying a mobile phone or a computer for the first time, or even driving a car for the first time.

After a quick glance, the sword itself is relatively heavy, the blade is black, and it is not particularly sharp. There are dense fine lines engraved in the center, much more than ordinary swords...

There is no way, this is the characteristic of the Five Elements Sword.

"Thank you so much, shopkeeper Ban. Chen will take more care of Jianxing in the future!"

Ban Xiaoyun was not satisfied with verbal thanks.

"Then you can give me something to thank my father. For example, can you tell me about your previous emotional entanglements with Mrs. Cui and Qiu Zhuo? Can you reveal a little bit about it?"

Chen Yanjun was startled. Last time, this little girl asked him about his experience in becoming a monk, his adventures in cultivation, etc. In the blink of an eye, he asked about his old profession again.

"This is a private matter. It's not legendary enough. Xiaoyun should ask about something else."

Ban Xiaoyun rolled his eyes at him and curled his lips:

"Tsk, what's the point of thanking you?"

Then he mentioned things related to spiritual practice.

"Why don't you shed your blood and show me who you are? I don't believe there is someone who is absolutely equal in all five elements."

"This is fine."

Chen Yanjun originally wanted to verify in person whether the sword completely matched his blood and spiritual veins.

If it doesn’t fit, you’ll have to re-forge it for free!

After checking the sword inside and out, Chen Yanjun finally found the blood pattern engraved on the hilt.

Chen Yanjun drew a drop of blood from his fingers and slowly seeped into the blood lines.

The blood was absorbed in an instant and disappeared...

This is a manifestation of the perfect fit between swords and spirits!

Chen Yanjun was very satisfied.

"Master Ban's sword-forging skills are really impressive. Thank you to your father for me and let's go!"

Ban Xiaoyun was still not satisfied and shouted quickly:

"Do you know any swordsmanship? Can you demonstrate it for me?"

Chen Yanjun waved his hand.

"If women can't stand my swordsmanship, it's better not to give it up."

After saying that, he left the sword shop and disappeared into the crowd on Nanxian Street.

Ban Xiaoyun pouted angrily, sat down and thought about it carefully, and felt relieved again.

"I didn't expect Chen Yanjun to be so immoral. Could it be that he likes me?"

"How did the Five Elements Absolutely Equally Enter the Ranking? It must have been an adventure!"

"Could it be that when a person's qualifications reach a certain level, it's another kind of talent?"

"This is a great idea, write it down, write it down!"

…

Chen Yanjun, wearing a sword and riding a horse, galloped down Nanxian Street, feeling a sense of chivalry and gratification.

When passing by Qianjin Casino, a drunken figure suddenly grabbed the tail of a horse, jumped on the horse, and fell asleep behind him.

The softness of a woman's bosom and the smell of inferior wine mixed with sword energy came from behind...

I turned around and saw that it was Murong Ye!

He was still wearing the black robe of the prison chief, but he looked sluggish and depressed. The sword on his waist was missing, and he couldn't see Yin Hu's valiant aura at all.

She almost fell asleep leaning on his back.

Junsa's face was filled with baby fat, and he slept like a child... There was also a pleasant snore coming from his nose.
To be continued...