Transmigration begins with archery training

They hid until late at night.

After confirming that it was safe to be around, Chen Sanshi blended into the night and returned home before dawn.

Without disturbing Lan Jie'er who was fast asleep, he quietly took out the box from the bedside and examined it carefully.

On the surface, it is just an ordinary sandalwood box, without any decorative patterns, completely bare except for a strangely shaped keyhole.

They called this thing a "divine treasure".

What do you mean?

Could it really be a treasure left behind by the gods?

Chen Sanshi has a strong sense of curiosity.

He didn't have the key, so he tried to pry it open, but the box wouldn't budge.

He could easily pull open the two stone bows with the force he needed, and even with the mobilization of his qi and blood, he was completely unable to do anything about it.

But it's just wood after all, so it can definitely be smashed open.

But Chen Sanshi wouldn't be foolish enough to actually do that.

There might be some hidden mechanism inside, and forcing it might damage the "magical treasure" inside.

Helpless, he could only put the things away first, planning to find an opportunity to figure out what the mechanism of the box was and what could be used to open it.

"call……"

Chen Sanshi let out a long sigh.

That night was quite busy.

However, now that Qin Feng has been eliminated and Qi and Blood have been cultivated first, he will be promoted to Junior Flag and obtain the qualification to be a Vanguard. His life should be a little more comfortable.

Lost in thought, he used Gu Xinlan as a soft pillow, pressed her down, and fell into a comfortable, deep sleep.

The next day.

Chen Sanshi got up early and went to the military camp.

Before he even entered the house, he heard everyone in the military village talking about what happened last night.

"You didn't go last night, so you have no idea how chaotic the city was. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Even Commander Xiang personally took action, cooperating with the heads of the Tianyuan, Tailei, and Zhao martial arts schools to corner that barbarian assassin in an abandoned courtyard."

"Just when we were about to capture that barbarian alive, another group of masked assassins appeared!"

"Although their faces are covered, judging from their martial arts style, they should also be barbarians, and even more powerful ones. Each of them is a master above the Bone Refinement level! There is even one who can spar with Commander Xiang."

"They managed to injure the owner of the Tai Lei Martial Arts School and led the assassins out of the city gate."

"Of course, most of them died as well."

"..."

Listening to their discussion, Chen Sanshi realized that there must have been a fierce battle in the city last night.

And something about it doesn't sound right.

The assassin has been rescued?

How could he have died from his injuries?

Could it be that the masked assassins were also after the "immortal treasure," and that they started fighting again after leaving the city?

The barbarian assassin escaped by chance, but was also seriously injured and died. He just happened to encounter him.

So, is it possible that the box can't be opened because the key is in the hands of another group of people they mentioned?

This matter is really quite complicated.

When Chen Sanshi arrived at the military camp, he found that Wang Zhi had not yet arrived, so he decided to practice for a while in the training ground.

"Chen Sanshi".

He had barely picked up the plum blossom spear when someone called his name.

Turning around, he saw Song Yan's second uncle, Luo Dongquan, a military officer.

Luo Baihu smiled and beckoned to him, "Come here for a moment."

"Lord Luo."

Chen Sanshi stuck his iron spear upside down and remained standing still: "Say what you have to say here."

"it is good."

Luo Dongquan wasn't angry. He put his hands behind his back and said, "I have something I want to ask of you."

What could a centurion possibly need from him?

Chen Sanshi didn't speculate too much and asked, "Lord Luo, please speak freely. However, I am of lowly status and I'm afraid I can't be of much help."

“You have exceptional talent; you are the best I have ever seen in my martial arts training.”

Luo Dongquan sighed: "My nephew can't compete with you, but don't misunderstand, I have no intention of making things difficult for you. If you're not as skilled as others, you should accept it."

"I want to ask you to give Yan'er the opportunity to be selected in the first half of next year, and you can participate in the second half."

"Of course, I'm not asking you for a favor without giving it to you."

He took out a silver note: "This is a one-hundred-tael silver note. It can help you buy a lot of blood-nourishing soup and beast meat to improve your cultivation speed. It's only half a year later, so it should be a good deal, right?"

There are two selections of forwards each year, one in the first half and one in the second half.

Each thousand-household station can send out a maximum of one person at a time.

It sounds like six months later isn't a big deal.

But why didn't he let his nephew wait another six months?

Only a fool would believe that.

Chen Sanshi wouldn't let this little bit of money hold him back: "Thank you, Commander Luo, but I don't think it's necessary. Song Yan has good talent, and he'll definitely be fine participating in the second half of the season's selection process."

Luo Baihu maintained his smile: "Alright, even if the deal falls through, we can still be friendly. Since you're unwilling, that's fine. Don't take this to heart..."

"Old Luo, you're a really nice guy!"

A chubby hand suddenly flashed by and snatched the silver note away.

Wang Zhi appeared quietly before them, grinning from ear to ear: "So you're planning to give Sanshi a congratulatory gift, huh? Good heavens, a hundred taels! So generous! You're definitely the richest one here!"

"You surnamed Wang!"

Luo Dongquan reached out, trying to snatch the silver note back.

Wang Zhi was quick-witted and agile. He retreated repeatedly, stuffing the silver notes into his pocket as he spoke: "How can you take back a gift that has been given?"

"Or are you saying, Lao Luo, that you're not giving a gift, but rather planning to coerce or entice them?"

"Should we let Commander Xiang know about this?"

"you……"

Luo Dongquan was speechless for a long time, then finally let out a cold laugh and turned to leave.

Chen Sanshi was dumbfounded.

Commander Wang is quite capable; he got a hundred taels of silver in just a few words!

"What does the man surnamed Luo want with you?"

Wang Zhi spat as he watched Luo Dongquan's retreating figure.

Chen Sanshi told the truth.

"He's really wicked."

Wang Zhi sneered, "Do you know why he wanted you to participate in the second half of the year?"

"Rumor has it that Commander Sun is getting old and the first half of next year will be the last year for him to select his personal disciples."

"Starting from the second half of the year, someone else started teaching!"

Chen Sanshi wasn't particularly surprised.

"Alright, stop paying attention to people with the surname Luo from now on."

Wang Zhi said, "Just stand there and wait. Commander Xiang and County Magistrate Zhang are here. They'll be sounding the assembly call soon to gather you all for inspection."

He then explained the process.

The selection of vanguards is usually made only from the newly recruited soldiers of that year.

Those who demonstrate talent in a short period of time are those with high potential and are worth nurturing.

In a moment, Commander Xiang Tingchun will personally check the cultivation level, and then the county magistrate will confirm the time of enlistment and registration, as well as whether there has been any favoritism or corruption.

After verification, the report will be submitted to the Liangzhou Governor's Office.

Then, the Governor's Office would send a special selection officer to personally verify whether it was genuine.

Finally, they would go to the Eight Great Camps of Liangzhou to participate in the actual selection of vanguards, in order to confirm their future status and position within the Eight Great Camps.

"Om-"

After Wang Baihu finished speaking.

The rallying cry just happened to sound.