The treasure hunting matter will be put on hold for the time being, and the rest will be the main focus now.

Chen Sanlang dreams of swords and opens a new chapter and understands "Sword Control", but it does not mean that he has mastered this technique. He can only say that he has gained the clues and wants to be proficient in it, so he has to practice and use it a lot.

During this period, he often stayed in the room to practice swords. He ordered people to carve several wooden men, put on armor, placed them in the room, and then drove the evil-killing sword to continue attacking.

Now he does not pursue killing with one blow, but rather pays attention to the maturity and agility of attacks. Indirect attacks are all in one thought.

At the beginning, the sword control was stagnant and difficult to last. It was similar to before. Go quickly and go back and forth in a moment. As I practiced, I slowly mastered many techniques and could control the flying sword to float in the sky and lasted for a while.

Today's evil-killing sword is long and short, with a faintly transparent texture and brilliant light.

"laugh!"

Where the light flashed, the thick armor on the wooden man was like paper, which could not be resisted at all. The small sword entered the body and penetrated through it.

Bang!

This wooden man, who had already had many holes, could no longer hold on and collapsed.

Chen Sanlang took the sword and breathed a sigh of joy. After practicing for several days, he achieved a little success in "Sword Control" and was really happy. From then on, he was no longer exhausted and tired after stimulating once or twice, but could be used as a conventional method.

Of course, swordsmanship still has constraints at present, such as the limitation of the scope. When the target exceeds three meters, it will be weak and it will be difficult to exert its power. However, this is a very normal thing. The legendary sword immortal opened his mouth and spitted his sword thousands of miles away to take the head of a person. The existence of such an existence is simply against the will of heaven and unimaginable.

In today's world, only legends are left.

In fact, the evil-killing sword in Chen Sanlang's hand is also a treasure that is against the will of heaven for others. For example, Xiaoyao Fudao Zhang Yuanchu, the head will be cut off after one encounter.

On the street battle that day, Xiaoyao Fudao and Zhang Yuanchu both made great efforts and made contributions. Chen Sanlang saw it and would not neglect it. He directly set up a large piece of land in the prefectures and counties to establish a seminary. Xiaoyao Fudao was the dean of the school, and he had the final say on how the academy operated.

As for Zhang Yuanchu, he was appointed as the vice president, which was a real position. With this title, Longhushan was able to preach in Yongzhou.

Xiaoyao Fudao had no objection to this. As Chen Sanlang's territory continued to expand and his foundation became increasingly prosperous, there would naturally be many forces in the Xiumen who wanted to benefit from it and look for opportunities. Not to mention that his Laoshan School has been weak for a long time and has a small population. Even if it is as strong as Longhu Mountain, it is impossible to cover the sky and occupy a single place.

Countless historical processes have shown that eating alone will only cause you to choke to death.

Xiaoyao Fudao is in charge of the seminary. If other sects want to come to Yongzhou to find a way, they must pass by him. Based on this alone, the Taoist priests think it is enough. So what if he is a dignified dragon and tiger? You are just a deputy and listen to his own mission?

Whenever I think of this, Xiaoyao Fudao felt a little proud in his heart.

However, the seminary was established in prefectures and counties. Prefectures and counties were quite far away from Laoshan and had many affairs, so it was difficult to get out and return to the mountain gate.

Xiaoyao Fudao has already arranged it. The wolf demon Wangcai guarded the mountain gate, and there was a boy in charge of the incense. However, the boy was shortly after he entered the school, and what he learned was shallow, so it was hard to rest assured whether he could hold up the scene.

Therefore, after entering the city, Xiaoyao Fudao was not idle for a day, wandering around and taking in apprentices. The sign of the seminary above his head was very popular, and people lined up to become disciples every day. In just a few days, he accepted more than ten people, including many talented people.

After all, this is a prefecture and county!

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

They are actually busy.

Chen Sanlang is also a busy practice of swordsmanship. After a little success, it is difficult to get to the level in a short period of time, and it takes more time and more accumulation. The demand for breath in "Sword Control" is terrifying, like a bottomless pit, every time a character is lighted, a huge amount of breath is consumed.

Originally, Chen Sanlang was in charge of prefectures and counties. As people's livelihood flourished, all the people returned to their hearts, and the atmosphere rolled in every day.

There are so many breaths that they cannot accommodate for a while. After all, there will be a problem of degree in everything. When saturated, the Haoran Silk Book will keep many breaths out, but the breath will not dissipate, but will cover it and nourish the entire state.

In this way, the personnel working in the state office will benefit from the position. They are ordinary people who do not know how to breathe, and when the popularity is the top, the people will be supported, and subtly influence them, they will gradually form a special temperament:

Official spirit!

Its aura is strong and fierce, which is called "official power"!

Although the world was in chaos and the emperor passed away, due to that imperial edict, every official title from Chen Sanlang to the county magistrate below was famous. Therefore, it was easy to be recognized by the broken dragon energy.

Having said that, Chen Sanlang felt that there were too many breaths coming, but after comprehension of "Sword Control", the Niwan Palace was cleared, 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 swordsmanship.

Twist!

The knock on the door was very punctual. Soon, Song Kechan pushed the door open, holding a plate in his hand, and some tea and snacks were contained in the plate.

These days, she has been here to serve Chen Sanlang. Because Xu Jun said that his stomach was big and his health was inconvenient, he was worried about handing it over to the servant maid, so he asked Song Kechan to come.

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

Putting the things on the table, Song Kechan turned around to clean up the fragments on the ground.

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

Song Kechan didn't listen and insisted on moving. You must know that the wooden armor was of great weight. Song Kechan was not Xu Jun, and she had a delicate body. Chen Sanlang hurried over to help.

But seeing Song Kechan use her strength to lift a large piece of armor. The armor is probably more than ten kilograms, and the wood wrapped inside looks at least thirty or forty kilograms.

"careful!"

Chen Sanlang was worried when he saw it, afraid that she would hit her in the foot. However, Song Kechan walked step by step, steadily, and successfully moved the big thing outside. When he came back, his face turned red and he panted softly, and he went to move the second one again.

"Miss Kechan, please rest."

Chen Sanlang hurriedly went to dissuade her and happened to grab her hand, soft, as if boneless.

When he caught him, Song Kechan was inexplicably panicked and suddenly shrank. When she just retracted, she was already regretful.

Chen Sanlang didn't think too much, grabbed a piece of fragment in one hand and walked out of the room with his hands. Soon, after finishing the packing, he asked Song Kechan to sit down and have tea together. He looked up and noticed that she was wearing a tender yellow dress today, which was quite bright and charming.

When he watched, Song Kechan felt embarrassed again, she lowered her head slightly and rubbed the corner of her clothes with one hand.

For a moment, the room was silent.
Chapter completed!