Chapter 125 A talented man, one thought is eternal! Those who join the army by writing pens are the Marquis of Dingyuan of the Han Dynasty and Ban Chao!

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

The originally light white life gem [either learning] suddenly disappeared.

Instead, it is a red fate called [Talented Man]!

When Jiang Chen breathed tightly, he vaguely felt that the speed of his own thinking seemed to have increased significantly.

[A talented man (Chirong): A quick-witted mind, a thousand words in his mind are just a moment of reality. When learning anything, inspiration may burst out, and an enlightenment overnight can be resistant to ten years of hard practice by others!]

[Note: Every time the inspiration bursts, a large amount of qi and blood will be consumed.]

"Anything?"

"It also includes the sword technique of killing demons and the archery technique of passing through the demons?"

As soon as Jiang Chen had this thought in his mind, the red fate [a talented man] burst out in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In front of him, six vigorous words quickly condensed:

【Inspiration burst!】

[Limited objects: knife, arrow.]

Next second!

The eyes turned black, as if the soul had left the body.

…………

boom!

The light and shadow in front of you are intertwined, like a drunkenness in the world, changing into the world.

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

At the dome at the highest point of the gray fog, three red stars and a pure white star with a slightly red color are the light sources in this space.

"Is this a sea of ​​consciousness?"

Jiang Chen looked down at himself and found that his clothes had not changed. He suddenly had a wooden bow in his hand, a simple knife was slapped around 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 inspiration burst is not just about letting me practice swords and learn arrows in the sea of ​​consciousness, right?"

"etc!"

"In reality, I wouldn't have fainted in front of the imperial envoy, right?"

Jiang Chen was a little confused, but after carefully studying the description of the Red Fate [Talented Man], his eyebrows suddenly spread out and he thought:

"Thousands of thoughts in my mind are just a moment of reality..."

"That is, no matter how long I practice here, is it just a flash of fingers for 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 is eternal?

"You can make up for the foundation in this sea of ​​consciousness. You can't rely on a fierce sword move every time you fight, right?"

"Even if you can eat half of the sky, when you encounter the other half of the sky, you should have some other means of facing the enemy."

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

Including but not limited to seventeen kinds of knife movements, including head wrapping, brain wrapping, chopping, slashing, hanging, pricking, wiping, cutting, sweeping, pressing, hiding, back, strapping, hugging, cutting, wrist flower, and slitting wrist flower.

Although it is extremely boring, the foundation is laid. Only a solid foundation can truly carry the skyscrapers!

I don’t know how long it has passed, but Jiang Chen vaguely felt that his sword skills have improved and he is full of confidence. He can’t help but long to meet an opponent and verify his gains.

It was also at this time.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt a little tired, as if the real body suddenly had a faster speed of blood flow. In the gray fog of the sea of ​​consciousness, a familiar old friend slowly walked out of the familiar mist.

Abin, Feng Lebin!

As a disciple of Feng's side house and the owner of the evil tiger sword, his attainments in basic swordsmanship are far better than Jiang Chen.

therefore.

As soon as the thought arose, "Feng Lebin" appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, but at this moment he was just transformed by a bubble phantom, and he did not recognize who Jiang Chen was at all.

Feng Lebin said nothing, held the knife and walked slowly, and made a cool move of slim wrists, staring at the only enemy in front of him with cold eyes.

Next second!

The cold light flashes!

Feng Lebin slid and rushed out with a straight slash!

when!

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

The force of this knife was not strong, but was a bit slim.

Feng Lebin also did not care about his face at all, and instantly rolled on the spot, turned behind him, and then swept across.

Looking down.

His abdomen was already covered in blood, and a huge wound that was almost the length of his arm was cut open.

at this time,

The pain came only one step later!

Jiang Chen's eyes turned dark and he returned to the real world. He was stunned for a while and raised his eyes and the imperial envoy Wei Anguo.

Wei Anguo said calmly:

"The oral decree of Your Majesty just now is an additional reward to you. The things you offer are subject to civil affairs and shall be rewarded by civil officials according to the system."

"Go to the third tent from the left to find him."

"promise."

Jiang Chen turned around and left, still savoring the exquisite offensive strategy of "felt attack + fatal strike" in his mind, which was simple and straightforward, and there was almost no mistake in any mistakes and was far better than himself.

Is this Abin’s true strength?

If you don’t use some special means, such as being too fierce, or even... just blocking the first and second swords, you will decide the outcome and the outcome!

When I think of this.

Jiang Chen sighed, feeling a little lost, and the arrogance brought by swinging the knife thousands of times disappeared immediately.

Swearing secretly:

"I need to practice more. When my sword skills are perfect, I will sooner or later take revenge on this sword!"

at once.

Feng Lebin, the new five hundred leader who patrolled and guarded the outside of the camp, inexplicably had a bad premonition.

…………

Go dozens of steps again.

Jiang Chen came to the tent next door and met a young official.

His appearance was a bit strange, with a swallow on his forehead and a tiger on his neck. When he saw Jiang Chen coming, the man immediately stood up to greet him:

"You are Jiang Bai... Have you been promoted to the 500th master?"

"Well, I received the grace of the general a few days ago and have been promoted to 500 Lords." Jiang Chen briefly explained.

The young official called the Banwei, who was an ordinary minor official under the command of the Grand Chief Ethnician. After hearing about such wonderful things as wheat flour, he volunteered to come to the Western Regions to gain fame and fortune.

He bowed slightly and praised:

"I am worthy of being a talented man who is said by Your Majesty, and I am indeed quite talented."

Jiang Chen smiled.

Since entering this world, it seems that from the beginning, everyone has considered themselves a folk genius and never had the chance to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

It would be a pity if you think about it carefully.

If you have the chance in the future, you must find an opportunity to play the role of "innocent". Perhaps by chance, you will discover some special ritual?

The troupe took out the imperial court documents from his arms, and recited them loudly according to the words on it:

"A hundred generals of the civil servants, Jiang Chen, offer wheat flour, which will benefit the people. They will reward 100 mu of fertile land and some gold and silver. They will also be awarded civil servants' farmer supervisor. The rank is seventh rank. If Loulan becomes a county, if he is willing to remain in charge of the local area for three years, he can be promoted to the county farmer supervisor, and the rank is sixth rank."

at once.

Jiang Chen felt that there was another empty aura in the dark, which gradually merged into his body.

Such situations.

It is very similar to when he was granted the title of 500 Lords not long ago.

However, he still didn't know what the use of the frivolous luck brought by these official positions was. He habitually wanted to stimulate the hidden power of observing the sea in his eyes and examine himself.
To be continued...