After drinking and eating to their heart's content and a group of apprentices had sent Lin Cang home, it was already 9 pm.
Zhou Heng said goodbye to Yu He and the others and headed to the outskirts of the city.
The place he was renting was on the outskirts of the city.
The rent was cheaper there.
There were no lights near the outskirts of the city, only moonlight illuminating the roads, and the weeds on both sides of the road were thick and as tall as half a person.
When he reached a no-man's land, Zhou Heng suddenly moved his ears.
Whoosh!
There was only a break in the wind, and the moonlight landed on a bright blade, stabbing at him!
Someone actually ran out of the bushes!
Masked in black!
Longsword in hand!
"What man!?"
Zhou Heng shouted harshly, while moving his footsteps and dodging this sword light sideways.
But it was only dodged!
The blade practically grazed his nose!
That's speed!
Ninth Grade Martial Artist!
"You made a thrilling dodge using the martial art "Eight Steps of Flying Grass" [Nine Pin], proficiency +3."
"Sun Zhengfeng is attacking you using the martial art "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain" [Nine-Pin], you have successfully dodged, your proficiency on "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain The proficiency +0.04."
A prompt sounded in his head.
Sun Zhengfeng?
Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain?
Zhou Heng was stunned.
What was this guy's relationship with Sun Zhengping?
A night attack?
Yuck!
A sneak attack in the dark?
"Kinda funny!"
Sun Zhengfeng laughed lightly and acted as if he was high and cold, not knowing in the slightest that his identity had been exposed, and when he saw that a strike was missed, he immediately drew away and quickly disappeared into the night.
"What kind of confusing act is this?" Zhou Heng looked in the direction that Sun Zhengfeng had left and stroked his chin, wondering, "What's this for?
"Helping Sun Zhengping to test my strength? Or is there some other purpose? Forget about it, let's go home."
It's only right to go home and open the lucky bag and study the Lone Nine Swords!
.....
Just now, that astonishing experience for Zhou Heng is just a small episode.
All he could think about now was going home to "draw the lottery".
He will ask about that Sun Zhengfeng tomorrow.
The rest of the journey was peaceful, and soon Zhou Heng returned to the place he had rented in the outskirts of the city.
It was an old mansion, covering a small area, with a lot of weeds, only one main room and two side rooms, and the roof boards were also a bit decayed.
It was obviously an old house of some age.
Although the environment was not good, it was cheap, with a yearly rent of only one or two silver coins.
Zhou Heng cautiously climbed over the wall and crept back into one of the side rooms he had rented.
Trying not to make any noise.
Because there were still quilters living in the side room across the street, and the landlord was still living in the main room.
The landlord slept early.
Usually he would go to sleep as soon as it was dark, and was very easy to wake up and would curse and scream as soon as he was woken up.
So every time Zhou Heng came back late, he always tried to make as little noise as possible this way.
This also made him long for a mansion of his own more and more.
When the time came, he could return as he wished, walk through the door to enter, climb over the wall to enter, dig a hole in the ground to enter....
No one could care.
Well, if you can get the qualification of an outer disciple of the Changxing Sect, you will be much freer to live in the Changxing House.
After returning to the house, Zhou Heng showered and changed his clothes, washing his hands over twenty times.
As pious as he was when he was playing the card draw game on Earth.
Then summoned the system interface.
"Lucky Bag [Silver]: it is all-encompassing and has everything, and after opening it, you can get a surprising reward."
The exciting moment had arrived!
Is it a surprising or a delightful reward?
"Open!!!"
Zhou Heng only felt a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, vaguely revealing a lucky bag opening.
It was completely different from the silent copper lucky bag!
It's classy at first glance!
"Congratulations! Gain 3 points of assignable martial arts proficiency [Ninth Grade]!"
?
What's this stuff?
What does assignable martial arts proficiency mean?
Is it literally?
As soon as Zhou Heng's thoughts moved, the proficiency of his various martial arts appeared in his mind.
[Ninth Item] Long Xing Nei Zhuang Pile Kung Fu: Advanced (2651+/3000)
[Ninth Item] Flying Grass Eight Steps: Advanced (2222+/3000)
[Ninth Item] Twelve-way Mountain Cleaving Knife Technique: Complete (125+/5000)
[Nine-Pin] Eighteen styles of divine might: Intermediate (36+/2000)
[Ninth Item] Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain: Unlearned (0.04+/1000)
[Not yet entered into the product] Zhou Family Knife Technique: Perfection (5000/5000)
He noticed something different from before.
The original proficiency value was not followed by a plus sign.
That meant that the 3 points of assignable proficiency he had gained could be added directly to it!
"But it's only 3 points, and it won't take me long to practice on my own to go up."
Zhou Heng was a little disappointed.
But he soon discovered a Hua point.
"Well, the Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain can also be added? I haven't even learned how to do it yet, only 0.04 proficiency..."
Thus, with a thought, he added 1 point to the proficiency of the Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Heng only felt a blur before his eyes.
He then saw a translucent phantom holding a long sword that looked grey overall appear out of thin air.
It then began to practice a sword technique in front of him one move at a time.
It also came with explanations.
"You are watching the Sword Art Phantom perform the martial art "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain" [Nine], proficiency +0.02."
"You are listening to the Sword Art Phantom explain the martial art "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain" [Nine Pins], with a comprehension in your heart, proficiency +0.1."
.....
"You are watching the Sword Art Phantom perform the martial art "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain" [Nine Pins], proficiency +0.03."
"You are listening to the Sword Art Phantom explain the martial art "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain" [Nine Pins], with a comprehension in your heart, proficiency +0.2."
.....
"Your proficiency in the martial art "Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain" [9] has reached 1, and you have officially learned this martial art!"
A series of prompts rang out.
At the same time, the information on the martial arts panel also changed.
[Ninth Item] Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain: Beginner (1+/1000)
Zhou Heng was stunned.
So fast?
He walked out of the room and carefully climbed over the wall to go out.
Then he broke a branch and used it as a substitute for a sword, practicing the whole set of Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain several times completely and smoothly.
He practiced the entire set of Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain several times in a complete and smooth manner, to prove his learning results.
By the way, he brushed up his proficiency a dozen times.
This allowed him to completely confirm that he had truly mastered this ninth-grade sword art that was said to be secretly passed down from the Sun family!
It's not proficient enough to be used in the field, but it's just a lack of practice.
It only lacked a familiarization process.
If someone used this martial skill to attack him, the effect would be greatly diminished!
Sun Zhengping, who is good at the Thirteen Swords of Autumn Rain, will be in trouble!
The source of all this was simply because that Sun Zhengfeng had attacked himself with a sword using this sword technique earlier.
Just a single sword!
This Ninth Grade Sword Technique had been learned by itself!
Although the process of adding proficiency was actually that sword art phantom teaching him this sword art, the teaching process was only a moment in time relative to the outside world!
In other words, it was equivalent to Zhou Heng learning this martial art in an instant!
This also meant that if one managed to parry or dodge a Ninth Grade Martial Skill, they could learn it in a flash using this addition!
It's really just a hangover!
Zhou Heng's heart blossomed with joy.
"O Sun Zhengfeng, Sun Zhengfeng, no matter what your intentions are, I have to thank your eighth-generation ancestors!
"Well, next look at the solitary nine swords drawn earlier!"