Swordsman of the World

Chapter 35
For the large amount of resources required for various courses, Yang Dong is not helpless. He asked Lenin before about various ways to make money.

Gold and silver are of little benefit to him, they are only used for daily expenses, and what he is eyeing is the sword soul stone.

Because the Qin and Ming dynasties in the south were invaded and occupied by monsters, and now the court is recruiting troops, every participating sword cultivator will be rewarded, and the sword soul stone rewarded for hunting powerful monsters is also very objective.

He has chosen the way to make money, but he still needs to choose the course.

The most valuable course is the medicine taught by Lieqiu, but Lieqiu is his senior brother, Lenin has taught him his lifelong medical knowledge unconditionally, Yang Dong naturally will not choose this course.

He has already mastered the basic sword skills in Yangjiabao, so he doesn't need it.

He is interested in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. When he was a child, he once dreamed that he was a sword fairy flying with a sword while playing flute, so he chose after a little thought.

The second course is assassination techniques. This course is very practical, but the price is very low. Yang Dong is also very strange, guessing that there are few people who signed up.But it was very suitable for his Void Sword Soul, and the move was silent, so he chose it.

The third subject is language, which is also a very practical subject, but the price is extremely low.

Yang Dong has made up his mind that he will leave the Qin and Ming Dynasty in the future, then in the outside world, there will be various languages ​​and characters, such as oracle bone script, tadpole script, Yunchuan script, rune sword script, Tianmo script, common language in the cultivation world, etc. Wait.

He only mastered the language of Qin opera, if he meets some people who don't understand the language in the future, it will be difficult to communicate.

These three courses add up to a total of 500 taels of silver, and Yang Dong's money can last for half a month.

On Song Muqing's side, he had already handed over the remaining 400 Soul Sword Stones to his younger sister, letting her learn whatever she liked, and asking her brother if she didn't have enough.

If Yang Dong ran out of money, he would have to sell the spiritual source he bought from Wanbao Pavilion, but exchanging the spiritual source for silver would be too bad, and he was reluctant.

So he only has half a month to squander.

As for the daily lessons, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are chosen by most people, especially women, but Yang Dong is not used to staying with so many people, and most of them don't study hard.

After chatting for a few words, they began to introduce themselves to each other, either to compare or to cling, Yang Dong and them were out of tune.

The only thing that surprised Yang Dong was that Lin Shiyin was also here.

When the two of them met in this academy, they all showed weird smiles, and then they went their separate ways.

The academy master who taught the class was a young man with a sad face, and he talked there alone every day, playing the piano and flute there.

Yang Dong concentrates on studying every time, and at the same time completes his daily homework seriously.

After the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting came the assassination. The instructor of the assassination was a thin old man with arched back, white hair, and a quinoa stick.

But Yang Dong was the only person who came here!
When the old man saw Yang Dong for the first time, he took out a transparent dagger. If it wasn’t for the refraction of sunlight, he would not be able to see it at all. The old man said: “This is a short dagger made of white jade. I want to grab this dagger, but if I can’t, please return it.”

"Fuck, what a waste? What about the tuition I paid?" Yang Dongda was very depressed.

"No refund." The old man sneered contemptuously: "Every time you come, you have to pay it every time."

Yang Dong was very annoyed, but he had no choice but to go forward to grab it, but the old man's body skills were mysterious, and he avoided his tricky moves with a few simple movements.

In the first three days, Yang Dong couldn't even touch the old man's clothes. On the fourth day, he learned to be smart and came up in a calm manner, as if the school's oddballs followed the old man and would always make a sudden attack when he didn't expect it.

There were a few times when he was almost able to succeed, but in the end the old man was experienced and escaped.

In this way, Yang Dong spends money to come here to grab the dagger every day.

The third language is the easiest one. There are not many people who study this kind of class, and what can be taught are very basic terms and vocabulary, not profound.

Especially the Fu Jianwen, which is an ancient language, was used by the ancestors before the Great Desolation. They used the sword as the basis for their cultivation and created the Fu Jianwen. Rune sword writing spread.

But Yang Dong is here, but he can't learn much.

He is not in a hurry, it is good to be able to get started, knowledge is a priceless treasure, no matter how much or how little.

In this way, every day is a three-point and one-line life of residential buildings, colleges, and dining halls.

At the same time, every three days, I went back to Leizhou City to ask Mr. Lie to testify his level of practice. In addition to medical advice, Mr. Lie also had guidance on cultivation.

And the twin sword souls in Yang Dong's body became stronger and stronger, and his sword skills became more and more exquisite, and he was only a little bit close to breaking through.

The only fly in the ointment is that the Lie family inquired about the whereabouts of Yang Dong's parents, but there was no news.

In the end, on the 14th day, he snatched the dagger from the old man who taught assassination skills. It was made of white jade. exist.

The old man stroked his beard and said lightly: "I will give you this short dagger. Next time I come to class, I will teach you something useful. Now you can go."

Yang Dong said depressedly: "But the class is still half an hour away."

But the old man didn't care about him at all, he just cheated him of money without discussing it, which made him angry.

It was only a few years later that Yang Dong knew that the transparent dagger in his hand was of great value and had saved his life many times.

Today is the 14th day. Yang Dong touched the few taels of silver left in his pocket. He couldn't do anything except eat a meal.

Then the plan to participate in resisting the continued invasion of the frenzy of monsters has to be put on the agenda.

He went to see Song Muqing first. The younger sister followed her advice and kept a low profile. She met a few friends, didn't cause trouble everywhere, and concentrated on cultivation. Life in Jianmen of Leizhou was not bad.

Moreover, Lin Shiyin, Lie Ningqiu, Lieqiu and other acquaintances usually take care of her, and no one dares to disrespect her.

Yang Dong was very satisfied with this.

Yang Dong came to Wanbao Pavilion again, and exchanged some elixir with the spiritual source he exchanged here last time.

Since it is necessary to fight monsters, life-saving pills are indispensable. If one wants to fight for a long time, Bigu pills are more important, and one Bigu pill can only make people not eat or drink for a day.

Ten bigu pills will be exchanged for one spiritual source.

At the same time, some hemostatic plasters are also needed. A large amount of blood loss is very dangerous, and detoxification pills are also necessary.

At the same time, he also exchanged for a sword soul pill, which is a special precious medicine that can temporarily increase the power of the sword soul, and is a life-saving medicine at critical moments!

After making all the preparations, Yang Dong set off for Leizhou City Wharf.

There are many sword cultivators participating in the fight against the frenzy of monsters here, especially those sword cultivators who escaped. Their relatives died unexpectedly, hatred and hunger made them lose their minds, and the only thought in their hearts was to slaughter monsters.

Yang Dong followed the queue very low-key. When he registered his name with the flag officer, he would receive a token. This is a blood seal token. Every time he kills a monster, the token will absorb the blood in the monster , one life and one blood.

If you want to claim the reward, you must hand in the blood mark token when you come back.

If it is a sword cultivator with a bloodthirsty sword soul, this kind of blood energy is necessary for his cultivation, and he can make a fortune by selling the sword soul stone.

Leizhou City is also organizing people to resist monsters, while using sword repairers to seek benefits for them.

The frenzy of monsters is far from reaching Leizhou City, so the large army still needs to go south to three cities to reach the front line.

Yang Dong's team is led by a sword master, with a total of 20 people in a small team.

Unfortunately, that sword master was known by Yang Dong, and Aunt Lian next to Lin Shiyin possessed the Huoyan Sword Soul and was very powerful.

"Young Master Yang?" Aunt Lian was also surprised when she found Yang Dong.

Yang Dong regretted not coming out masked.

He smiled and nodded to Aunt Lian, and Aunt Lian said in surprise: "With your status, it doesn't make sense to come to this kind of place."

Yang Dong asked thoughtfully: "Aunt Lian, aren't you the same? You all took refuge in Situ's family, Leizhou City is a tyrant, and you still need money?"

Aunt Lian shook her head helplessly, and said: "Young Master Yang doesn't know something, the eldest lady is not as glamorous as you think, she is also very hard."

"What's wrong?" Yang Dong couldn't help being taken aback, as Lin Shiyin's good friend, he still cared about Lin Shiyin very much.

"Three days ago, Situ Lang proposed to make the young miss a concubine." Aunt Lian clenched her fists angrily.

"What? To be a concubine?" Yang Dong was also taken aback by the news. Lin Shiyin is so virtuous, so beautiful, and whoever marries her as a wife will be blessed for eight lifetimes.

What virtue and ability can Situ Lang have?Dare to call Lin Shiyin a concubine?
No, this is clearly a threat!

Lin Shiyin, who has already taken refuge in Situ's family, has nothing to rely on, and she is studying at Jianmen in Leizhou, which costs a lot.

"So, you are going out to earn some Soul Sword Stones?"

Aunt Lian nodded, and said, "This is the easiest way to gain the sword soul stone and spiritual source right now. Miss asked Situ Lang to give her a month to think about it."

"But I won't let the young lady wrong me. I was rescued by the city lord since I was a child and took care of the young lady. Even if I am smashed to pieces, I will do my best for the young lady to make her life better."

Looking at Aunt Lian's frowning, with a hint of determination and determination on her face, Yang Dong couldn't help being awed by her.

Being able to do my best for one person and give without hesitation is very similar to myself.

Yang Dong smiled slightly at her: "Then don't die on the front line, you must survive, I will not hand over anything to her for you."

After two days and one night on the sailing boat, I finally arrived at Baiyi City, which was built on Yishui River and has a natural barrier. There are also quite a lot of swordsmen here, most of them are swordsmen, and a few swordsmen. More than ten great sword masters.

Yang Dong walked to the deck, looked at the majestic walls of Baiyi City, and looked at a dense forest in the distance, and murmured: "I hope to meet more Yimu Dryads, this time I have earned enough Sword Soul Stones, The essence of Taiyi fine wood is also my goal!"

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