Reborn Japan as the group leader

However, the practice method can be operated according to the original method of one's own practice, that is to say, one's own practice is still the original practice, but in the future it will be motivated by chakra.

Afterwards, Chu Zhaonan immediately downloaded Sanshenjutsu and some other ninjutsu, probably closed his eyes and practiced the imaginary operation in his mind, then opened the door of the room and went out.

……

The hall downstairs was full of people, and people from the rivers and lakes holding various weapons sat and chatted together in groups, a peaceful and lively scene.

Chu Zhaonan walked down the stairs with his head held high and his chest held high. Because he couldn't hide the truth of his body, the sensitive martial arts practitioners subconsciously turned their heads to look at Chu Zhaonan who was going downstairs.

Among them were a few women who were obviously curious about Chu Zhaonan who came down, and it had to be said that this was also inseparable from Chu Zhaonan's handsome appearance.

Dressed in white clothes, holding a long sword, with a tall and straight figure and facial features full of masculinity, he is indeed the most beautiful boy in the entire inn.

His pupils swept across the others slightly, and he sat on an empty table expressionlessly, and threw a silver ingot for a tael to the waiter at the side.

"What's ready-made, look at it." Chu Zhaonan's voice was very magnetic, and his tone was very stable.

"Okay!" The waiter brought over a pot of tea with a bright smile on his face, "Guest officer, please wait a moment!"

Now it is the Kangxi period. After the accent brought by the Manchus has been integrated with the dialect of the capital, it is basically the same as the "Beijing film" of later generations.

Seeing Chu Zhaonan sitting alone at the table drinking tea and not talking, the others started chatting again, but Chu Zhaonan had obviously become the topic of discussion at several tables.

"Who is that person?" A pretty-faced Jianghu heroine in a purple dress asked his companions with a gossipy face, "It's a bit strange."

"Look at his sword, who do you think he is?"

Hearing what her companion said, the heroine in purple skirt turned her head to look at the sword in Chu Zhaonan's hand.

On the whole, it is longer than ordinary swords, and the hilt is likely to be made of copper, mixed with gold and red.

The sword body cannot be seen in the scabbard, but the exposed gauntlet is really attractive. It is spherical in shape, but hollow. The entire sphere is engraved with the shape of a dragon, as if several dragons are entangled with each other. together.

"That's..." The purple skirt woman narrowed her eyes, "You Long..."

"Yeah!" The companion nodded, "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but just looking at this sword, it should be right..."

"But he's not a court eagle..."

"Shut up!" The companion shouted and stopped the purple skirt woman, "Do you want to die?"

"But shouldn't we be chivalrous and righteous?" From this sentence, it can be seen that the heroine in purple skirt is also a fledgling.

"The chivalry is not to send you to death!" The companion whispered, "What level are we? Is this kind of person we can afford?"

"But……"

"Look around carefully!" said the companion, "You are not the only one who has such thoughts, who dares to move?"

The purple skirt woman turned her head to look, only to find that there were indeed many people around who were looking at Chu Zhaonan from time to time.

There was a clear eagerness to try in the eyes, but after all, no one dared to take action.

"Hmph..." Chu Zhaonan naturally sensed the gazes of other people around him, but they were just cats and dogs, so there was no need to pay attention to them at all. After snorting softly, he drank tea on his own.

Although Chu Zhaonan's reputation in the Jianghu is not good, he is a master who has been famous for a long time. If he doesn't have two brushes in his hand, ordinary people really dare not trouble him.

Chu Zhaonan just sat there so quietly drinking tea by himself, and the waiter in the shop also picked up chopsticks to eat after bringing up the food, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all when the people around him were staring at him.

The stove in the hall was still burning, and the heat waves emitted blocked the cold air outside.

It is said to be March in Yangchun, but in fact it is still a bit cold at this time.

Chu Zhaonan was actually listening to the conversations around him while eating.

Concentrating Chakra on the ears like true energy, the conversations of all the people in the hall can't escape his ears.

Chu Zhaonan pretended not to hear those words about himself.

However, I also heard some useful news.

On March 29, Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain will hold the consecration ceremony of Manjusri Bodhisattva, and Emperor Kangxi will most likely be present.

Hearing this news, Chu Zhaonan narrowed his eyes.

It is now the 13th year of Kangxi, but since the emperor ascended the throne very early, he is now a young man in his early twenties.

The most important thing is that the emperor must be very rich, if he can grab one in Mount Wutai...

Moreover, the consecration ceremony will be held on March 29, so the journey is not too far away...

Thinking of this, Chu Zhaonan grinned, put down his chopsticks, stood up, picked up his Dragon Sword, and walked out of the inn without looking back.

........................

In the evening, the store door opened, Qiansa walked in front, and Yizhi and Genghei walked behind, with their legs crossed and their teeth grinning.

"What's the matter?" Tokita Shinji put down his wine glass, "Qiansa, did you disable their cannons?"

"Why would I do that kind of thing..." Qiansha looked suspicious.

"Maybe the two of them are plotting against you..." Juryu Jiro began to analyze.

"Go away!" Yizhi said, "What are you thinking about every day?"

"They did it by themselves in class in the afternoon." Qian Sha explained.

"During class?" Azusa Hamaoka was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gossipingly, "Could it be that you two..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Iori sat on the sofa with grinning teeth, "I'm talking about the Charpy impact experiment in the afternoon..."

"Oh?" Aina Yoshihara asked, "Did you hurt yourself doing the experiment?"

"To be precise, which idiot associate professor..." Yizhi said.

"That's a torture tool!" Geng Ping also grinned and sat down.

"I'm more curious about what the fuck are you learning in class?" Aina Yoshihara complained.

"In class, they insisted on carrying it with the professor," Qiansha explained, "but the professor asked them to stand under the pendulum to calculate the height that would prevent their thighs from bursting."

"It looks like it's obviously a failure, right?" Tokita Shinji poured another glass of wine.

"The cannon was smashed by the pendulum?" asked Kotoshi Ryujiro.

"Eh?" Mana Yoshihara was taken aback, and asked subconsciously, "Can it still work?"

"It's okay," Azusa Hamaoka came over and put his arms around her shoulders, "Not everyone has the opportunity to use that thing in this life."