Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

The next day.

Guang'an Port Terminal.

As trucks after trucks loaded all kinds of spiritual minerals onto the Canglong cargo ship, Chen Xianhe looked at the busy clansmen on the cargo ship, turned to look at Chen Daoxuan, and said, "This trip is a long way back to Shuanghu Island, I wish you all the best. You guys are going well!"

"Um."

Chen Daoxuan nodded, "Uncle Thirteen, you should also take care of yourself. When the family's artifact refining workshop is built and the output of the instruments is stable, I will come to you with the refined instruments."

"Don't worry, with the magic tools you gave me yesterday, the magic weapon shop is enough to support it for a while."

Chen Xianhe touched the storage bag on his waist and said with a smile.

Chen Daoxuan glanced at Uncle Thirteen's storage bag, and thought to himself, this magic weapon is probably far from enough.

The magic tools he handed over to Chen Xianhe yesterday are some fine magic tools that he has refined during his five-year learning process. Among them, there are 23 first-order low-grade magic tools, 11 first-order middle-grade magic tools, and a total of 34 magic tools. .

In Chen Xianhe's opinion, these instruments are a huge number, and the market value is about 3,000 spirit stones. Even due to the shortage of high-quality instruments in the market, the actual value may be higher.

Chen Xianhe felt that with so many magical tools, it was enough to support the opening of the magical tool shop for a period of time.

But obviously, Chen Xianhe still underestimated the need for high-quality magic tools from the cultivators in Xiancheng of Guang'an Prefecture.

From Chen Daoxuan's point of view, if this magic weapon is thrown into the huge magic weapon market of the scattered repair shop, it will be digested in an instant if it can't even turn out a wave.

Of course, Chen Daoxuan is not easy to explain these speculations, otherwise, when the magic weapon is not sold, it will be slapped in the face.

"correct,"

Seemingly remembering something, Chen Xianhe changed his words, "Daoxuan, why did you name the family's magic weapon shop 'Hongyin Feijian' shop instead of Chen's magic weapon shop?

Do you mean that the next main product of our family is the flying sword? "

"That's right!"

Chen Daoxuan nodded and explained, "In Wanxinghai, due to the influence of Qianyuan Jianzong, more than 90% of monks use flying swords, and the market for flying swords is the broadest.

The reason why I chose this name is that my Chen family will occupy a place in the market of flying swords. "

As for the more profound things like brand value, Chen Daoxuan couldn't explain it to Chen Xianhe for a while, so he simply didn't explain it.

The commercial development of Xiancheng in Guang'an Prefecture is still at a relatively low level. Most of the shops here have vague names no matter what they sell.

For example, Wu's Magical Item Shop, XX Pill Medicine Shop, XX Treasure Pavilion, etc.

Almost no magic weapon store is specialized in sales, in other words, they do not have the concept of vertical field at all.

And this magic tool shop opened by the Chen family is very targeted at the consumer groups - loose cultivators and children of small families.

This type of consumer group has two characteristics.

One, the number is huge.

Second, the requirements for the quality of the instruments are not high.

And these two points are the biggest advantages of the Chen family.

The huge number of consumer groups proves that the demand for product output is very high, otherwise it cannot meet the consumer market.

The requirements for the rank of instruments are not high, which means that Chen Daoxuan, a first-rank top-grade craftsman, can meet the production conditions.

Coupled with the fact that the Chen family specializes in the sales of flying sword-like instruments, Chen Daoxuan believes that the brand of "Hongyin Feijian" is sure to become an instant hit!

After half an hour.

on the stern deck.

Chen Daoxuan waved at Chen Xianhe, whose figure was gradually blurred, and turned back to the cabin.

The cabin of the Canglong is divided into three layers.

The first and second floors belong to the warehouse and are the largest in area.

The third floor is the cabin for the crew.

Chen Daoxuan also lived on the third floor, but unlike the five ordinary Chen clan people who were crowded into one room, the cabin where Chen Daoxuan lived was a luxurious single room.

......

Seven days later.

Southwest waters of Wanxinghai.

Facing the wind and waves, the Canglong sailed in the vast sea.

in the cabin.

Chen Daoxuan sat cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed.

During the voyage of Wan Xinghai, he could not practice "Guiyuan Gong", so Chen Daoxuan devoted all his energy to the practice of "Wind Chasing Sword Art".

It has to be said that this time, "Wind Chasing Sword Art" has broken through to the realm of great achievement, which greatly increased his strength.

Otherwise, relying on that first-rank high-grade Flying Snow Sword alone, at most, the Blood-spotted Sea Snake could only be severely damaged, and it would not be possible to kill it in one hit.

therefore.

Chen Daoxuan became more interested in the practice of "Wind Chasing Sword Art".

After a stick of incense.

After the epiphany was over, Chen Daoxuan opened his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the cultivation of "Wind Chasing Sword Art" was so difficult after reaching the realm of Dacheng. After two epiphanies, it was worthy to increase the power of Feijian from 60% to 80%."

Chen Daoxuan sighed.

Actually.

As early as the second epiphany, Chen Daoxuan's "Wind Chasing Sword Art" reached the realm of great achievement, and the increase in the power of the flying sword also reached 60%.

After that, he had two epiphanies in succession, and only increased the power of the flying sword by 20%. It must be said that Chen Daoxuan felt a little discouraged.

You know, this is the result of his cultivation when his understanding has been improved tenfold.

If Chen Daoxuan alone does not rely on the ability to store his comprehension in the "Hongmeng Enlightenment Classic", I am afraid that if he is given another ten years, he may not be able to cultivate "Wind Chasing Sword Art" from Dacheng to the current state.

"No wonder there is no record of the perfect state in this sword art. Perhaps even the founder of this sword art is not optimistic that the younger generation can cultivate this sword art to the perfect level."

Chen Daoxuan shook his head.

Indeed, for a qi-refining cultivator ~www.wuxiahere.com~ to cultivate a first-order sword art to the perfect state, it is really difficult for a strong man.

Generally speaking, cultivators in the foundation-building stage spend a lot of energy, but it is possible to cultivate the first-order sword art to the perfect state.

But there is no need.

Because they are already qualified to practice more advanced second-order sword techniques or second-order spells.

As long as a foundation-building cultivator spends a few years of effort to cultivate the second-order sword art to the realm of minor achievement, the increase in the power of the flying sword is no less than that of the first-order sword art at the perfect level.

Why should we go farther?

Performing the "Wind Chasing Sword Art" that he had just realized in the cabin, Chen Daoxuan got up and walked out of the cabin.

At this time.

A poignant singing sounded in his ears, and Chen Daoxuan felt his head dizzy.

"not good!"

Chen Daoxuan bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and his consciousness instantly woke up.

When he flew to the deck of the Canglong, his consciousness swept away, and he found that all the clansmen on the ship were paralyzed and fainted, except for him.

Looking down from the sky.

In the sea water below the Canglong, black shadows swim one after another at the bottom of the water, densely packed with countless numbers.

Most of these shadows are more than ten feet long, and they are obviously not human.

Hearing the poignant singing in his ears, Chen Daoxuan took out his flying snow sword and recited the "Hongmeng Enlightenment Classic" in his mouth, resisting the invasion of the sea of ​​consciousness by the singing.

But the next moment, Chen Daoxuan's will to resist was instantly disintegrated.

In the sea, a strong figure with fish tail stepped on the surging waves and appeared in front of him.

Next to this strong figure was a petite figure.

"It's you!"

Seeing this person in front of him, Chen Daoxuan's heart sank little by little...