Chapter 1: Plug-in received
The golden crow is rising and the sun is warm.
Huangtong Fucheng.
There is a breakfast stall outside Longxing Martial Arts School.
A group of young people in green suits gathered here to eat.
Zhou Heng is also one of them.
I was happily eating salty tofu pudding and fried dough sticks.
As a time traveler for two and a half years.
This is the only way he can remember life on Earth.
Of course, in this "Great Qi State" similar to ancient China, there are other ways.
The key is that he can't afford the money.
poverty.
Practicing martial arts costs money.
Quite a few.
And not wrapped.
The rent in Huangtong Fucheng is also quite expensive.
Eat breakfast carefully.
Now Zhou Heng is just an ordinary apprentice at the Longxing Martial Arts School in Huangtong Mansion. A martial artist who has not yet entered the rank of martial artist is not qualified to teach and teach, and naturally he has no stable income.
He didn't want to trouble his family either.
In this life, his parents were just ordinary people in the mountains. They made a living by farming and weaving. They didn't have much money, so it was very difficult for him to send him to a martial arts school in Fucheng to learn martial arts.
Therefore, Zhou Heng often does part-time jobs such as guarding and running errands to earn money.
However, the income from what a martial arts apprentice can do is not very high. After paying the martial arts tuition fees, the remaining money can barely support his daily expenses.
"It would be great if I could step into the ninth rank. The lowest price for a month's training in a martial arts gym is ten taels of silver. The salary for a ninth-rank warrior to be a guard will also be much higher."
Zhou Heng planned in his mind that when he makes more money in the future, he will buy two bowls of tofu pudding, one salty and one sweet, and four fried dough sticks.
Eat them all.
Maybe you can also buy a house in the outer suburbs of Huangtongfu City.
No need to look at the landlord’s face anymore.
Zhou Heng was admiring the bright future in his heart when he suddenly found a plate placed in front of him.
On the plate is a big white bun.
Look up.
A pretty girl of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in front of the table, with fair skin and rosy cheeks.
This bun was sent by her.
The girl blinked her long eyelashes, looked at Zhou Heng, and said with a smile: "Brother Heng, your buns."
After saying that, he turned around and left, continuing to go back to the stall to help.
She is the daughter of a breakfast stall owner.
His name is Yunxiu.
It is said that if you practice martial arts in a large martial arts hall in the county, you will be a good candidate who hopes to enter the ninth level before the age of twenty.
Occasionally when I go home to visit relatives, I will come over to help out at the breakfast stall.
Every time Zhou Heng was around, she would take the initiative to send a meat bun over.
Several young people who had a good relationship with Zhou Heng were making noises.
"Miss Xiu'er, why don't we have free buns?"
"That's right! Miss Xiuer, you are partial!"
"Why can Zhou Heng eat your big buns for free? Miss Xiu'er, do you have any ideas?"
Yun Xiu rolled his eyes at these people and said with a smile: "Because you are not as good-looking as Brother Heng."
nice?
The people who had just made noises looked at Zhou Heng.
Hiss!
He does seem to be prettier than his brothers!
Well, he is sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure, sharp features, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth.
If he were to be dressed in brocade clothes and a jade crown, he would definitely be a handsome young man.
Very handsome!
"Hey hey hey!" Zhou Heng pointed at his face and said with a smile: "Don't be envious, I'm a natural."
"cut!"
There were boos all around.
Among these people was a young man with an average appearance and a somewhat bookish attitude.
His name is Yu He, and he is Zhou Heng's best friend at Longxing Martial Arts School.
"Zhou Heng, I heard that you signed up for the Wang family's selection competition to select temporary guards." Yu He said with some worry: "Can you not go?"
"What?" Zhou Heng swallowed Xiu'er's buns in two mouthfuls and asked doubtfully, "Why don't you go? The reward is ten taels of silver, and I asked Master Lin whether this trip is not dangerous."
He usually earns at most twenty taels of silver a month, and sometimes it may be less than twenty taels. This time, ten taels of silver is almost close to his half-year income.
After inquiring about the specific situation and feeling that the problem should not be big, he signed up to participate.
This may be related to his future living standard.
There are also plans to buy a house.
Since you have traveled through time and cannot go back for the time being, you have to live seriously.
"The errand may not be dangerous, but this selection competition may be dangerous." Yu He shook his head, his eyebrows knitted together, and said, "I heard that Sun Zhengping from Hechang Martial Arts School also signed up to participate in this competition. Competition.
"Sun Zhengping has practiced martial arts for ten years and is about to reach the ninth level. He is a famous master among the martial artists in our Huangtong family who did not enter the first level before he was thirty years old. You are no match for him.
"And he is proficient in swordsmanship. He has perfected the ninth-level swordsmanship "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain", and he is always ruthless in his attacks. Those who are defeated by him are either killed or injured. I am afraid that you will also... If you are in urgent need of money, I can …”
"That's no need." Zhou Heng shook his head and interrupted Yu He's words.
Then he opened his mouth and drank all the bean curd in the bowl, put five cents on the table, stood up and smiled at He: "Actually, I also went for this competition. Sun Zhengping is famous, and I have long wanted to meet him." Will him."
When Yu He heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "I knew I couldn't stop you. You are a brave and diligent person who will not back down. So be careful, Sun Zhengping is very strong."
"Hey, don't worry." Zhou Heng patted Yu He's shoulder and smiled, "Sun Zhengping is very strong, and I am not weak either. You eat first, I will go back to the martial arts hall to practice."
"Tell me if you need money." Yu He also smiled, "My family is rich."
"Don't worry." Zhou Heng waved his hand with his back to him and continued to walk towards Longxing Martial Arts Hall.
...
As an ordinary apprentice in the martial arts hall, Zhou Heng does not have his own independent practice room.
He can only practice martial arts in the hall with other apprentices.
However, it is breakfast time in the early morning, and others have not come yet.
Only Zhou Heng is here.
He adjusted his breath and his expression became solemn.
No more playful smiles outside.
He is jumpy by nature, but when practicing, he is extremely serious.
Since he saw two people flying in the sky fighting and directly shaking a mountain thousands of meters high into powder two years ago, he has determined his mind to practice martial arts hard.
This is not just an ancient world, but a world where high-quality warriors have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, pick stars and catch the moon, and are worthy of being called immortals and gods!
Want to live a better life.
Want to live a stable life.
Want to know why you traveled through time and whether it is possible to return to Earth.
You must have superb martial arts and strong strength!
Clang!
Zhou Heng drew his sword, and the morning sun shone through the window on the blade, making him look like he was glowing with rosy clouds.
Start!
Move the sword!
One move at a time!
Steady and steady!
Like a strong man opening a mountain!
Imposing!
This is the ninth-grade sword technique "Twelve-way Mountain-splitting Sword Technique" taught by Longxing Martial Arts Hall to high-talented apprentices.
Zhou Heng's every move is very standard, the sword is extremely smooth, without any stagnation, the blade is imposing, as if it has reached the state of great success and is approaching perfection.
This is his reliance on participating in that competition.
Just as Zhou Heng said to He before.
Sun Zhengping is indeed very strong, but he is not weak either.
And he also wanted to see if he could take his sword skills to the next level through this competition and truly reach perfection.
If a martial artist who has not entered the ninth grade wants to step into the ninth grade, in addition to reaching a certain level of cultivation and having clear strength characteristics, he must also practice a ninth-grade martial art to perfection.
"But what is perfection? This is too vague. It would be great if there was a progress bar."
Zhou Heng thought in his heart.
In fact, he had already practiced this sword skill to perfection half a year ago, and even formed muscle memory. Thinking about things in his mind does not affect his physical practice, but he still has no idea when he can achieve perfection.
At this time.
He suddenly heard a strange reminder in his mind.
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], proficiency +1."
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], proficiency +3."
...
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], proficiency +2."
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], proficiency +2."
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"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], proficiency +2." [Grade], proficiency +1. "
"Congratulations! Continuous practice triggers 'God rewards hard work', and your understanding of the martial arts "Twelve Ways to Split the Mountain Sword Technique" [Grade 9] is greatly deepened, and your proficiency +10. "
"Congratulations! The martial arts "Twelve Ways to Split the Mountain Sword Technique" [Grade 9] proficiency has reached perfection! Lucky bag [Bronze] +1. "
"Lucky bag [Bronze]: It contains everything, and you can get unexpected rewards after opening it. "
"Do you want to open the lucky bag [Bronze]? "
Zhou Heng was stunned.
Dumbfounded.
The expression on his face couldn't be held.
Stunned.
What the hell!
What's going on?
System?
Cheat?
He subconsciously chose "Yes".
Opened the lucky bag.
"Congratulations! Your luck is off the charts! Get the rare reward "Dugu Nine Swords: Sword Breaking Style" [Grade 8]!"