Transmigration begins with archery training

"Junior brother, please stay."

Lü Ji spoke in a deep voice, "Brother, I also have something to say to you. You're staying in Liangzhou under the guise of mourning, isn't that intentional? I advise you, don't go against the court. With Master gone, we can't win..."

"Whatever your plans, I hope that a year from now, you will come to the capital as ordered. You will still be the Marquis of Champion and the Commander-in-Chief of Northern Liang, and you will still be able to lead troops into battle in the future."

"And I will stay in Liangzhou."

"You and I are brothers, one inside and one outside. As long as we act carefully, we will surely be able to protect everyone in our sect."

"But if you continue to act impulsively and do something outrageous, you will only drag everyone down with you."

Chen Sanshi stopped walking, but did not turn around. After a brief pause, he continued walking forward and quickly left the Marquis of Weiwu's residence.

"Supervisor!"

"Oh no!"

"The people are rioting."

"After the imperial court posted the notice that it would collect half a percent more spirit grain starting this year, people from more than a dozen villages started to protest."

Before he could return to the military camp, Zhao Kang found him.

"No matter how chaotic things get, the priority should be appeasement, and bloodshed must be avoided. I will try to persuade the court again."

Chen Sanshi paused for a moment: "In addition, I plan to go into seclusion for a while. If there is anything important, send it to the Governor's Mansion before dark today, and then leave it to General Lü and the others to handle."

"Retreat?"

Zhao Kang didn't ask any further questions: "I understand."

Mourning, Linghe tax, Immortal Master...

Chen Sanshi had only been the Grand Coordinator for a few months, but it felt like the past few years had passed, because he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him all the time, making it hard for him to breathe.

The name of this mountain is "Huangming".

The emperor's decree cannot be disobeyed!

But at the end of the day.

The source of everything is just one word.

weak!

Or rather, it's still not strong enough.

There's no way to refuse anything you don't want to do.

He can't waste any more time like this.

Back at the Governor's Mansion.

Zhao Zhao was chasing and playing with Chen Yunxi when Chen Sanshi grabbed her shoulder as she passed by.

"It hurts!"

Zhao Zhao grinned and said, "Hey Chen, what are you doing? Men and women shouldn't touch each other! Get off me, get off me!"

"Pack your things and come with me."

Chen Sanshi added, "Bring the spirit boat along."

"A spirit boat?"

Zhao Zhao immediately knew where they were going and reluctantly parted ways with Chen Yunxi: "Oh, I know."

Osawa Market!

Chen Sanshi's mission is to find the rare and precious materials that can activate the spirit of the human body.

A true martial artist is comparable to someone in the late stage of Qi Refining.

After this.

I don't want him to go to that damn capital city anymore.

Then you need to ask your own Dragon Gallant Silver Spear if it agrees.

This game is at a stalemate.

The only way to break this deadlock is by force.

There is less than a year left.

But if they dawdle a bit, they can probably delay it for a few months.

That means he still has more than a year to break through to the True Power Realm. As long as he can find rare and precious materials, there should be enough time. He just needs to hurry.

This trip.

Chen Sanshi did not let Ningxiang follow.

Instead, we let her watch over the house; she's a cultivator after all, and she can be of some use in case of trouble.

Meng Quji, who had been hiding in the shadows, strongly insisted on going out with them.

Mention this.

Not long ago, Chen Sanshi and Deng Feng exchanged letters. It seems that the latter is also about to break through to the Martial Saint realm. With the addition of his sixth senior brother Wang Zhi, he will soon have three Martial Saints by his side.

After announcing his seclusion, he left the specific details of his trip to the south to Qin Changxu, who had handled the previous matter.

This person is very efficient.

Everything was ready in just one day.

Before dawn the next day, Chen Sanshi led a horse and a simpleton away from Liangzhou City. After arriving at the nearest dock, they boarded a ship and headed south, heading straight for the ends of the earth.

on board.

He started refining elixirs.

I plan to refine all the remaining materials for Bigu Pill, Yangjing Pill, and Zhenwu Pill.

Once you reach the world of cultivation, you can also exchange for some spirit stones.

At last.

A total of forty-five Bigu Pills were obtained, worth nine spirit stones.

Ten Nourishing Essence Pills are worth twenty spirit stones.

One True Martial Pill is worth two hundred spirit stones.

Besides.

Chen Sanshi also possessed a cultivation manual for the Incense and Divine Path.

He has no use for it; he can take it out and use it as currency when necessary.

"Om-"

The last Bigu pill has been produced.

Chen Sanshi stepped out of the cabin.

Qin Changxu was fishing on the deck, with several bright carp jumping around in the fish basket beside him.

"Um, get up."

After hesitating several times, Chen Sanshi said, "I'll fish for a while."

"Yes, Commander."

Qin Changxu quickly got up.

Chen Sanshi took a deep breath and sat down with confidence.

This is where I sit.

It took a full half day.

"Haha~"

Qin Changxu leaned closer and said, "How about I get you a new fishing rod? There are plenty left in the cabin."

"I knew there was something wrong with your fishing rod a long time ago."

Chen Sanshi glanced at him: "No need to change. Anyway, I'm just killing time. When we dock to rest later, remember to find out about the latest news from the south and see if there have been any major changes."

"it is good."

Qin Changxu accepted the order and left.

After everyone had disembarked, Chen Sanshi quietly went into the cabin, picked up another fishing rod, but still couldn't catch anything.

Are you meditating?

When Zhao Zhao woke up from her nap, she saw the man in white robes still sitting there motionless. She rubbed her eyes and asked a question.

"..."

Chen Sanshi beckoned: "Hey idiot, come here."

"what?"

After Zhao Zhao approached, she looked at the fishing rod and said, "Fishing? What's the point of that?"

"Just fish when I tell you to!"

As Chen Sanshi spoke, he stuffed all the tools into her hands.

"Oh, boring."

Zhao Zhao mumbled as she took the things.

Before a cup of tea has been brewed, the float begins to tremble.

She calmly reeled in her line and caught a large catfish weighing seven or eight pounds: "Hey, is this how it is?"

"..."

Chen Sanshi's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly twice.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Zhao Zhao watched as the man in white robes snatched the fishing rod and snapped it in two, throwing it, along with all the catfish she had caught, into the river. She was so angry that her cheeks puffed up like steamed buns: "He's really sick."

Soon after.

Qin Changxu returned with intelligence: "Commander, there are indeed some issues."

"explain."

Chen Sanshi poured him a cup of tea himself.

"Thank you, Commander."

Qin Changxu finished his drink in one gulp and then said, "Immortals like 'Qu Yuanxiang' are not only found in my Great Sheng, but also in Nan Xu and Xi Qi. Moreover, according to the information gathered by the spies of my Governor's Office who have been lurking in various places, these 'immortals' do not come from the same force, and they also have conflicts with each other."

"Not from the same faction?"