After calming down, Zhan Chen picked a bamboo in the forest, used the bamboo as a sword, and practiced the Collapse Thunder Sword Duel.

I saw him holding the sword in both hands, raising it high above his head, and at the same time, the true qi in the meridians was running according to the exercise line, and he shouted fiercely: "Collapse Thunder Sword!"

The bamboo sword in his hand fell in response, and it did set off a strong wind, but other than that, there was nothing, and obviously the first sword practice failed.

Zhan Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly, what was wrong? He carefully recalled every detail of the exercises, and found that he had not made a mistake.

Just as he was meditating, a gust of wind blew and made the bamboo forest rattle, but he woke up suddenly.

That's right, what he lacks is momentum, the indomitable fierce momentum of the Thunder Sword, so he only imitated the "shape" of this move, but he didn't get the "god" of this move.

Zhan Chen raised the bamboo sword high above his head again, this time he did not cut it off immediately, but closed his eyes, remembering Wang Ba's arrogant face, recalling how he humiliated himself step by step......

A stream of hot blood rushed into his heart, and the true qi in the meridians began to unconsciously run rapidly according to the route of the Thunder Sword, and when his anger rose to the extreme, the true qi in the meridians also reached the extreme.

At this moment, Zhan Chen's eyes opened suddenly, and his mouth was full of thunder: "Go to death!" The bamboo sword in his hand slashed down like a thunderbolt, only to hear a loud sound of "pop!", and the bamboo in his hand exploded, shattered into several pieces, and fell in mid-air like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

For a moment, Zhan Chen was stunned, savoring the feeling of that moment just now, it was really amazing, is this the power of the Thunder Sword? It is so powerful!

When he came back to his senses, he immediately felt a feeling of emptiness and fatigue rushing over his brain, which almost made him fall to the ground, and hurriedly held on to a bamboo beside him with his hand, and it took a while to recover his strength.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly again, the blow just now almost squeezed out all the true qi in his meridians, this is also the only flaw of the Thunder Sword, only the power of one blow.

Looking at the broken bamboo sword in his hand, Zhan Chen felt that what he lacked most at this time was a weapon in his hand.

He wanted to cultivate for a while, but as soon as he moved casually, his whole body felt extremely sore, and the true qi in the meridians couldn't recover for a while, and it seemed that he couldn't cultivate today, so he had to go home early.

Zhan Li was a little surprised to see his son go home so early today, but after thinking about it a little, he could understand that his son was a cultivation genius in the past, and now he ......

Thinking of this, he sighed and comforted Zhan Chen: "Chen'er, don't be discouraged, you can't cultivate, you can still read more, don't you also need some civilians in the imperial court?"

It turned out that the country where Zhan Chen was located was called the Houyan Kingdom, which was just a small country, and its power was not even comparable to that of a medium-level sect. However, on the Wanfa Continent, the state also has its necessity for existence, that is, it can maintain law and order to a certain extent, and there is a deeper function, that is, to collect cultivation resources for a certain sect or several sects.

The reason why the great sects can stand at the top of this world is that they have many strong people, a large number of talents, and elites from all over the world have been gathered into the big sects, but the resources consumed every day are also huge.

Therefore, in the secular world, they need some spokespersons to help them collect a large number of resources for all kinds of cultivation, so the state plays this role.

Each country is divided into different sects according to its size, and there are also provincial towns, counties, towns, villages and other administrative institutions in the local area, among which some civilian personnel of the management category are needed.

Most people who have no hope of cultivating martial arts will choose to take this path as much as possible, and they can also make a good living, and the father of war is also for Zhan Chen's future to be good.

Looking at the old father's earnest eyes, Zhan Chen was a little moved, and he was almost about to confide in the secret that he had recovered his cultivation, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help himself, because he wanted revenge!

And if his father, who had always been in peace, knew that his cultivation had recovered, he would definitely prevent him from doing so, and being a "waste material" would be more conducive to his next actions.

So, he temporarily changed his tone and smiled: "Dad, in fact, my injury is not as serious as Lang Zhong said before, I have already felt that I have recovered some strength in the past few days, and I may be able to embark on the path of a martial artist again." ”

Zhan Li looked at his son's eyes that were still slightly expectant, and sighed, just when he was still unwilling to admit the fact that he couldn't cultivate.

The two were silent for a moment.

Zhan Chen suddenly asked, "Dad, do you have any money?"

"Money?" Zhan Li was a little stunned, because in his memory, Zhan Chen never seemed to have asked him for money.

"Yes, I want to buy a sword. Zhan Chen didn't dare to look at his father's eyes when he said this, looking at his father's old appearance, he felt that he was sinning.

"Buy a sword?" Zhan Li looked at his son with a look of shame, and suddenly felt a little in a trance. Yes, since I was a child, I have never given him a gift, and now that my son's martial arts have been abolished, I want a sword, and I have to do it no matter what!

Zhan Chen thought that his father would not lend him money, and he also blamed himself for being impulsive. But when he saw his father stand up, he took out a small cloth bag from the only cupboard in the house, handed it to him, and said, "Son, this is all the savings that my father has saved all these years, and I will give it all to you." ”

"Father!" Zhan Chen knelt on the ground in a flash.

"Well, I'm old, and it's not much use to ask for things outside of my body. Zhan Li pretended to be relaxed.

Seeing that his son was still kneeling on the ground, Zhan Li had to add another sentence: "Go and go back quickly, I will also go out." With that, he left him and went out alone.

Zhan Chen looked at his father, and it wasn't until his figure disappeared at the door that he stood up from the ground, and walked towards the door with a ruthless heart.

Now, he was walking on the road to Wumei Town, thinking: "The money my father gave me is only 103 taels in total, and it is all broken silver, I am afraid that I will not be able to buy any good things." ”

On the continent of ten thousand laws, the currency circulating in the world is gold, silver and copper coins, one tael of gold is equal to 100 taels of silver, and one tael of silver is equal to 100 copper coins. Of course, on top of the gold, silver and copper coins, there was also the currency used by cultivators, the Yuan Stone, but unfortunately Zhan Chen had never seen it.

And in this world where warriors are respected, the price of weapons is naturally very expensive, and the swords polished by ordinary pig iron and steel are not suitable for warriors at all, and they can't even hurt stronger warriors.

The weapons used by the warriors must be made of at least 100 steel. Zhan Chen vaguely remembered that he once went into a blacksmith shop, where the cheapest weapons cost a few hundred taels of silver.

"Anyway, let's try it first!" he thought and walked into an arms shop.

When the shopkeeper saw the guest coming, he just wanted to greet him with a smile, but when he saw Zhan Chen dressed in tattered clothes, his smile disappeared, and he asked with a straight face, "What does the guest officer want?"

Zhan Chen came to the weapon rack, and saw the swords, guns, swords, and halberds of different lengths, and he was stupid for a while, yes, a person who practices martial arts, who doesn't love weapons? He subconsciously touched towards a sword.

At this time, I heard the shopkeeper shouting from the side: "Guest officer, you can't touch it if you don't have money to buy it!"

Zhan Chen's hand slammed down, and his anger rose, and he even had the urge to do it, but in the end, he was deeply suppressed by him, and asked, "Then how much silver does this sword need?"

"It's not expensive, two thousand taels!" the shopkeeper stretched out two fingers.

"And how much does your cheapest sword cost here?"

"Five hundred taels!"

"I see. ”

Zhan Chen turned around and wanted to leave the store, but heard the shopkeeper shouting from behind: "Next time, remember to save enough money before coming in!"

His body couldn't help but stiffen, and the anger he had just suppressed rose again, but in the end, he suppressed it again, and left the store without looking back.

Later, he went to two more stores, both times to no avail, both times were sneered at by people, he did not go to the fourth store, but walked back, as he walked, while shouting angrily in his heart: "Strength! Everything is strength! If they enter the store with a brightly dressed and advanced appearance, do they dare to look down on people?"

Unconsciously, he came to the antique market in the town, and was about to turn back, but his steps stopped, and he looked back at the bustling and busy flow of people shuttling back and forth, and thought, "Why don't you try your luck?"

Speaking of the antique market in Wumei Town, Zhan Chen has never been to it once, his time is mainly spent on cultivating martial arts, how can he have time to visit this, he once thought that the people who would go to the antique market are some dogs and horses, sons and brothers who don't learn and don't know how to do things, or idlers who have nothing to do.

I didn't expect that I would want to try my luck in it today, which has to be said to be a huge irony.

Zhan Chen was really out of luck this time, and if he wanted to use the Thunder Sword, he really needed a sword weapon to take advantage of, so he had to go inside.

"Antiques, antiques, freshly unearthed antiques, all come to see yo, the price is negotiable. ”

As soon as you enter the market, you can hear similar shouts everywhere, and everywhere you look, there are stalls on the left and right, stretching into the distance, and some strange playthings are placed on the stalls.

Of course, there are also some well-decorated storefronts behind the stalls, with all kinds of antiques in them, but those are all rare things that are expensive and have been shelved for a long time, and Zhan Chen will not go to see them anyway.

He walked along the street stalls one by one, hoping for an unexpected surprise, but they all ended in disappointment.

"Sell swords!

Suddenly, Zhan Chen heard a shouting sound not far away, his spirits were lifted, and he hurriedly followed the sound.