19: Chapter Vanity

The next day, early morning, the morning light was faint, the distant sky and mountains were one color, the Qingfeng blew gently, and the rice waves rippled.

Chen Jianshen got up from his meditation as usual, refining the spirit energy from the night, but the harvest was minimal.

“Sigh, I should just honestly farm. Relying on my own cultivation, wanting to break through the Realm, it will be until the year of the monkey and horse.”

Chen Jianshen sighed. The benefit obtained from diligently refining spirit energy all night was actually less than the spirit energy group rewarded from harvesting a spirit plant.

Taking out the Mortal martial arts techniques he bought yesterday from his storage bag, Chen Jianshen began to practice according to the instructions.

Luo Yan Step emphasizes light and agile footwork, illusory like clouds and smoke. When Chen Jianshen first practiced, his movements were a bit clumsy, and he almost fell to the ground several times.

After practicing a few times, he actually stirred up dust with his steps, and there was a faint feeling of being lifted.

“I actually have such talent in Mortal martial arts?”

Even Chen Jianshen himself couldn't quite believe that he had mastered the essence of Luo Yan Step after only practicing a few times.

The dust under his feet was actually dust stirred up by the vibration of his blood essence. As his blood essence followed him like a shadow, it gave Chen Jianshen a point of support for every step.

As he practiced, his movements became more elegant, his steps like flowing clouds and water. The surrounding rice stalks seemed to be gently caressed by the breeze he stirred up, swaying gently.

At this time, Chen Jianyun had also arrived as scheduled. Seeing that Chen Jianshen had already started practicing Luo Yan Step, she drew the fine steel longsword she carried with her and also began to dance.

The swordplay she practiced was the relatively well-known Su Nü Swordplay among Mortals. The longsword twirled out sword flowers, like twinkling cold stars.

Her body moved with her will, and her sword turned with her body. The sword moves were sharp yet not lacking in agility. At times, it was like a white snake spitting out its tongue; at times, it was like a swimming dragon wagging its tail. The sword edge swept horizontally, the sword hummed melodiously, her movements were elegant, and her steps were light. Although fast, it was not without grace, and although graceful, it was not without sharpness.

Chen Jianshen couldn't help but stare blankly, and the movements of his feet also slowed down.

Chen Jianyun finished a section and had already noticed Chen Jianshen's actions. Her pretty Face blushed, and she said coquettishly, “Cang-ge, concentrate.”

Chen Jianshen then came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile sheepishly. To avoid awkwardness, he also took out a longsword and began to practice Qingmu Swordplay according to the cultivation manual.

Before long, both of them were covered in sweat. Chen Jianshen gradually became familiar with the essentials. Qingmu Swordplay embodies the Concept of continuous flow. Before a sword move is finished, a new one is unleashed, continuous and unending.

It seemed to fly out of his hand, like a Flying Sword, but was also pulled back by his blood essence, returning with the momentum. It was both real and fake, both substantial and ethereal, with layers of overlapping shadows, endless and self-perpetuating.

After practicing for a while, Chen Jianshen and Chen Jianyun gradually ran out of energy and slowly stopped.

“Cang-ge, I didn't expect you to have such high talent in Mortal martial arts. You can get started the first time you touch Mortal martial arts.”

Having already witnessed Chen Jianshen's practice scene, Chen Jianyun couldn't help but praise him.

“Is my talent very high?”

Although Chen Jianshen was satisfied with his speed in comprehending Mortal martial arts, he didn't know how good his talent actually was.

Chen Jianyun nodded and said, “Very high, very high. Even a martial arts prodigy among Mortals, the first time they touch martial arts, is far from reaching Cang-ge's level.”

Chen Jianyun, who was familiar with the situation of Mortals, was very clear about Chen Jianshen's talent level.

“It's a pity that such talent is not cultivation talent. Otherwise, in time, our Chen Family would have another Golden Core Old Ancestor.” Chen Jianyun chuckled and teased jokingly.

Chen Jianshen heard this and did not feel regretful about his Five Elements Mixed Spiritual Root Aptitude. He had the Golden Finger, so breaking through the Golden Core Realm was not without hope.

“It's not early anymore, it's time to go to the Spirit Field.”

Chen Jianshen looked at the sky. The sky was already bright, and it was time to work in the Spirit Field. The two then walked side by side to the Spirit Field to check.

Walking to the side of the field, they saw golden rice waves rolling, it was already the season for ripening and harvesting.

And in the Spirit Field planted by Chen Jianshen, green rice seedlings had already sprouted, full of vitality.

As usual, he cast a spiritual rain and walked through the rice field to check it once, pulling out a few weeds along the way. The qinghe rice was growing well, with no signs of disease or damage.

In the adjacent Spirit Field, Seventeenth Uncle-Grandfather, with a hunched back, was pulling weeds, while at the edge of the Spirit Field, his cousin Chen Jianshen was waiting with an impatient look.

“Cousin Jianshen, long time no see.” Chen Jianshen took the initiative to greet him.

Chen Jianshen glanced at Chen Jianshen, with a hint of disdain and smugness on his Face.

“Chen Jianshen, you've actually broken through to Qi Refining third layer. When did Five Elements Mixed Spiritual Root become so powerful?” Chen Jianshen, detecting Chen Jianshen's cultivation was actually Qi Refining third layer, asked in surprise.

Because Chen Jianshen was circulating the Azure Nether Concealment Art, Chen Jianshen couldn't see through his cultivation, but hearing Chen Jianshen call him by his full name, he couldn't help but frown slightly, but then it relaxed.

His expression was calm, and he responded indifferently, “It's just practicing step by step. However, Cousin, long time no see, you've become more vigorous and spirited. I heard you were selected for the Law Enforcement Hall, surely your future is limitless.”

When Chen Jianshen heard this, his chest puffed out even more, his nostrils slightly tilted upwards, and he snorted, “That's natural. The Law Enforcement Hall is such an important place, not everyone can enter. I'm already making a name for myself in the Law Enforcement Hall, I just lack a suitable magic sword.”

Saying this, he turned to look at Seventeenth Uncle-Grandfather, his eyes full of urging.

Seventeenth Uncle-Grandfather stopped his movements, straightened his hunched back, and showed a look of difficulty on his Face, “Jianshen, magic swords are expensive, and the harvest from our Spirit Field is limited. We really can't afford that many spiritual stones for a while.”

Chen Jianshen was immediately displeased and stamped his foot, “Grandpa, don't fool me. If I don't have a good sword in the Law Enforcement Hall, how can I command respect? How can I have a chance to get promoted in the future? If you don't help me, I'll be looked down upon in the hall, and I'll lose Face.”

Chen Jianshen watched this scene from the side, frowning slightly. He couldn't help but speak, “Cousin Jianshen, on the path of cultivation, magic tools are important, but one's own strength is the foundation. You've just entered the Law Enforcement Hall, your priority should be to improve your cultivation and abilities, not to be fixated on a magic sword.”

Chen Jianshen burst into laughter as if he had heard a huge joke, “Chen Jianshen, what do you know? You're just a Five Elements Mixed Spiritual Root, cultivating as slow as a snail, barely improving your Realm by planting spirit plants for spirit energy. How can you understand my situation in the Law Enforcement Hall? Without a magic sword, how can I cast powerful Spells, how can I stand out among the many Disciples?”

Chen Jianyun, who had finished her work and walked over, couldn't stand it anymore. She stepped forward, stood in front of Chen Jianshen, and said, “Chen Jianshen, don't go too far. Cang-ge Cultivates diligently. Although his Spiritual Root is not good, he is also working hard to improve himself. How can you humiliate him like this?”

Chen Jianshen glanced at Chen Jianyun disdainfully, “You're just a Mortal, what do you know about important matters of cultivation. If it weren't for Grandpa's sake today, I wouldn't say more to you.”

“In short, Grandpa, you should find a way to get the magic sword as soon as possible, otherwise my future in the Law Enforcement Hall will be ruined.” After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and left without looking back.

Seventeenth Uncle-Grandfather sighed helplessly and looked at Chen Jianshen and Chen Jianyun, saying with full of apology, “Jianshen, Chen Jianyun, I've made you laugh. I've spoiled this child.”

Chen Jianshen comforted him, “Seventeenth Uncle-Grandfather, don't take it to heart. Cousin Jianshen is young and vigorous. Maybe he'll understand after experiencing some things.

Don't make things too difficult for yourself. As for the magic sword, do what you can.”

Chen Jianshen originally planned to tell Seventeenth Uncle-Grandfather about buying the Spirit Field at this time, but after Chen Jianshen's outburst just now, he didn't know how to bring it up.

“Sigh, I'll wait for a while and find another opportunity to tell Seventeenth Uncle-Grandfather about this.”