All human beings disappeared, and I was live-streamed as a cultivator

"You don't have to be polite, you deserve these things."

Chen Wei has a good impression of Zhao Yitian, at least he speaks nicely.

Soon, the meal is over.

Chen Wei ate and drank enough.

Seeing the situation, Zhao Yitian hurriedly said: "Xianzun, it's getting late today, do you need me to prepare a bed for you?"

"Alright, I'm sorry." Chen Wei had already learned from the previous chat that the talent awakening ceremony was still in progress on Ancheng's side, and the number of people far exceeded Tianfu City, and less than one-third of them were detected.

What can be called a peerless genius has not yet appeared.

It's just right to rest here for one night and go to observe tomorrow.

"Where, this is the honor of my Zhao family." Zhao Yitian shook his head and smiled.

Hurry up and order the servants to prepare a room for Chen Wei, and use the best velvet quilt to make him feel absolutely uncomfortable.

Chapter 161 The Killing Sword

"..." To put it bluntly, Zhao Qiran couldn't help but feel that his father was a bit too dog-licking at this moment.

Of course I understand in my heart, but in my eyes, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, in the past, Zhao Yitian's image in Zhao Qiran's mind was domineering, tough, and fearless of others...

Now the contrast is not so big.

Zhao Qiran didn't hold any resentment, looked down on Zhao Yitian, felt that he was still too incompetent, and only awakened the top-rank talent of the Huang rank.

In this small Ancheng, it may be considered excellent, but if you look at the entire empire, the Tianwu Continent... is not even considered bullshit.

If I could live up to it, I wouldn't have to see my father showing such a humble attitude.

After everyone dispersed, Chen Wei went back to the house, and Zhao Qiran began to practice alone in the yard, dancing swords.

He wants to be a swordsman.

Although the path of sword cultivation is not easy, once it is cleared, the influence will be much higher than that of ordinary practitioners, even comparable to the existence of alchemists of the same level.

the other side.

tossing and turning.

Chen Wei sat up suddenly. He had to admit that the velvet quilt and pillows were really good, but right now he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Look out the window.

The sound of dancing swords could be heard, Chen Wei remembered correctly, behind the wall should be Zhao Qiran's room.

"This little guy is still practicing swords so late, he is really hardworking, but unfortunately, his talent is not very good." Chen Wei shook his head and sighed.

To be honest, he didn't think that some things could be smoothed out by Zhao Qiran's efforts alone.

If it goes on like this, even if Zhao Qiran cultivates to death, he may not be able to achieve any great achievements.

Chen Wei walked out of the room, jumped up the wall, and sat cross-legged without making a single sound.

The movement was so small that Zhao Qiran hadn't noticed his existence from the beginning to the end until now.

"Do you want to take the sword repair route? This sword swing is somewhat level, clean and neat, without fancy, a little procrastinated." Chen Wei commented.

Although the voice was soft, it was still heard by Zhao Qiran.

To blame can only be blamed for the quiet atmosphere at night, apart from the chirping of insects, it was the sound of his sword dancing.

"Greetings to the Immortal Venerable." Zhao Qiran stopped dancing his sword and said his respects.

To be honest, he was looking forward to Chen Weineng giving him some advice.

This might be an opportunity for him.

If this is the case, if he achieves something in the future, he will definitely repay Chen Wei for his kindness.

"You want to become a sword cultivator?" Chen Wei asked straight to the point.

"Hui Xianzun, yes, my talent is mediocre, maybe only the path of sword cultivation can help me rebel and become a fairy." Zhao Qiran responded.

"Jianxiu Road is not as simple as you think, do you really want to go?" Chen Wei confirmed again and again.

"I've made up my mind." Zhao Qiran nodded in affirmation.

"In that case..."

Hearing this, Zhao Qiran's eyes lit up, the anticipation couldn't be more obvious.

"1000 million gold coins, how about I teach you a set of sword skills? Maybe it will make your journey of sword cultivation easier." Chen Wei raised a finger and asked Zhao Qiran what he thought.

Zhao Qiran naturally didn't even think about it, and immediately agreed.

But it was only later that I realized that something was wrong. How could I still charge money for this opportunity?

Chen Wei had read quite a few novels in his previous life. Except for Goldfinger, the good-for-nothing male lead couldn't do without Grandpa Ring if he wanted to rise.

He can be the ring grandfather, but he won't be so stupid as to give in vain.

Gotta get paid.

"Go, it's getting late." Chen Wei asked Zhao Qiran to get the money quickly, so as not to waste time.

"Okay." Zhao Qiran didn't dare to delay, and hurried back to the house.

After all, he has already agreed, and now he regrets it. If he ruins the good impression his father has finally established in Chen Wei, it will not be something that 1000 million gold coins can make up for.

But then, when withdrawing money, Zhao Qiran suddenly became enlightened.

He muttered: "The reason why Xianzun asked me for money is that he didn't want me to waste my cultivation because of the word "free?"

As the son of a merchant, he certainly knows that the more free something is, the less people cherish it.

"It must be so!" Zhao Qiran nodded emphatically, "How could the Immortal Venerable be short of 1000 million yuan? As long as he is willing to accept apprentices, those guys in the city must have all their wealth to worship him as a teacher."

Thinking of this, Zhao Qiran became more determined, determined to learn swordsmanship from Chen Wei.

Can't live up to his good intentions.

Get out of the room.

Zhao Qiran handed over the one thousand gold coin card.

Chen Wei raised his hand and sucked it all into the interspatial ring.

After that, he jumped off the high wall in one step and walked in front of Zhao Qiran.

He raised his arm and touched his fingertips in the middle of his brow.

In the next second, Zhao Qiran could clearly feel a strange and huge memory flooding into his mind.

The lore sword!

"What an overbearing name!" Zhao Qiran said in shock.

"But, why is there only one sword?" He was puzzled, wondering if Chen Wei had taught him something less.

"There is only one sword, there is only one sword, you don't have to doubt, if you can practice this sword to the point of perfection, I am afraid that there are not many people in this world who will be your opponent." Chen Wei explained.

Seeing that Zhao Qiran still didn't believe it, Chen Wei bent down and picked up a twig of dead wood on the ground.

Using the branch as a sword, swing it out.

Immediately, a gap two to three meters wide was cut open in Zhao Qiran's room, running through it!

"This!" Zhao Qiran was dumbfounded.

"Understood, this is the power of the lore sword, and I only used less than [-]% of the force." Chen Wei threw away the branch, and then jumped onto the high wall.

Zhao Qiran could hear the sound of landing, then walked into the house, and the door closed.

I froze for a long time.

Zhao Qiran squinted and landed on the branch that Chen Wei had used.

Bending down to pick it up, gently breaking it with both hands, and breaking it easily.

His eyes are as bright as stars!

The road ahead, which was originally full of fog, suddenly became clear, and I could see light, no, that was hope!

Not daring to delay, Zhao Qiran drew his sword again and swung it around.

If he wants to practice, he must practice this lore sword to the point of perfection.

Not to mention reaching Chen Wei's full strength, even half of it is fine!

Chen Wei returned to the room, lying on the bed, and Zhao Qiran, who was sweating profusely beside him, were completely different pictures.

"This money is really easy to make." Chen Wei thought that this might be a business opportunity.

But right now, he has no similar plans, the money in the space ring is already enough.

Compared to making money bit by bit, Chen Wei felt that it would be better to find a few more existences like Heiyunzhai, and harvest at both ends. At least one billion gold coins would start at a time.

It's quick, easy, and requires no beating around the bush.

If there is really a strength comparable to his own existence in the horse bandit village, at worst, he can directly open the teleportation array and call someone!

Guan Shanyue and the others' current strength cannot be underestimated.

Chapter 162 The Lin Family, Lin Anshun

Go to sleep, and then open your eyes, it is already daytime.

The sound of dancing swords can still be heard behind the wall.

Chen Wei didn't find it strange. After all, this world was different from Blue Star. Even if a practitioner didn't sleep for two or three days, he wouldn't feel sleepy, which would affect his normal life.

"Ah..." Putting on his shoes and standing up, Chen Wei let out a sigh of relief while raising his hands high, with a lazy waist, and looked out the window, "But this kid is really hardworking, he has been practicing all night Jian, with this determination, maybe in time, he can really become an influential overlord."

With a creak, the door opened.

Chen Weilian raised his hand to cover his eyes, narrowed his eyes and said, "The sun is really bright enough today."

After almost getting used to it, he put down his hands, stepped on his toes, and flew behind the wall.

"Xianzun, you're awake." Seeing Chen Wei appearing, Zhao Qiran immediately retracted his sword and said hello.

Chen Wei looked him up and down, judging from the fact that Zhao Qiran's whole body was soaked in sweat, he probably didn't relax at all this night, and devoted himself to practicing sword.

"How is your cultivation going?" Chen Wei asked.

Zhao Qiran opened his mouth, and just about to answer, he heard Chen Wei say: "Forget it, just swing your sword at me, so that you can understand it better."

"Are you swinging your sword at Immortal Venerable? This, how is this possible!" Zhao Qiran couldn't make up his mind, thinking that Chen Wei must be joking with himself.

"What's wrong? Is it possible, you think you can hurt me?" Chen Wei smiled lightly, telling Zhao Qiran not to have so many worries, rest assured, and boldly swing the sword at himself.

Even if something happened, Chen Wei would not blame him.

Hearing what Chen Wei said, Zhao Qiran nodded, finally made up his mind, raised his sword and said, "Alright then."

The lore sword!Go all out!

Seeing that the sword energy he slashed could not even break through Chen Wei's protective body, and even caused a little crack, Zhao Qiran was relieved instead.

Sure enough, with my strength, how could it be possible to cause harm to Immortal Venerable?

"Have you mastered one sword and one stage of lore? You can achieve such an achievement in one night, yes, yes, you are indeed very talented in sword repair." Chen Wei didn't mean to flatter Zhao Qiran deliberately, so that he could fool him into spending money to continue. Buy elixirs from yourself.

Just tell the truth.

"Really!" Chen Wei's words had a great effect on Zhao Qiran's firm determination of sword cultivation.

Chen Wei raised his hand and suddenly said, "Show me the sword."

"Okay." Zhao Qiran obediently placed the sword in Chen Wei's palm.

"Does your Zhao family have a better sword than this one? It has been worn down to this state in just one night, and it will probably break in three days." Chen Wei tapped the blade with his knuckles, his voice muffled, Not crisp at all.

"This is already the best quality sword that our Zhao family can produce." Zhao Qiran said truthfully.