leonardwarren Chapter 23 Poverty
Chapter 23 Poverty
Chapter 23 Poverty
Si-Wei-Shen-Hai-Wu-Zi-Yin-Xu-Chou-Mao-Yin-Wei!
Fire Escape·Explosive Flame Art!
Shiranuo Xuanjian condensed the flame bomb, sealed it into the detonating talisman, followed the same method, released the explosive flame repeatedly, and sealed it into the detonating talisman.
After making a few detonating symbols, the chakra in his body was almost exhausted.
It should be fine... Shiranui Genma thought.
When activating fire escape ninjutsu, more fire attribute chakra will be consumed. After some tossing just now, the little chakra left in my body should be dominated by the second attribute.
He immediately put away the detonating talisman, then took out a piece of Wutun paper, held it between two fingers, and silently injected a little chakra.
"Crack."
Hearing a soft sound, the Wutun paper suddenly split into two pieces between his two fingers, and slowly fell down.
wind!
This result is not beyond Shiranuo Xuanjian's expectations. After all, his father has two attributes of wind and fire, and his mother has two attributes of fire and thunder. According to common sense, his second attribute should be either wind or thunder.
Although he doesn't know how the Chakra attributes are inherited.
Fire, wind... this combination seems to be good.
Knowing that his second attribute is wind, Shiranui Xuanma immediately went back to the back hall of Mandiantang, found Cangsuke, and said, "Brother Cangsuke, my second attribute is wind."
"It's wind, your second attribute is the same as my first attribute." Cangjie laughed.
Shiranui Xuanjian asked casually: "Then what is your second attribute?"
"...I don't know." Cangsuke shook his head, his expression suddenly became a little sad, "A person who can't even use the substitute technique well, what does he need the second attribute for?"
Cangjie, like many handymen in the store, can perform elementary transformation and avatar without systematic study and training, and is barely half a ninja.
Shiranui Genma smiled awkwardly, but said nothing.
"What do you think of this one?" Cangsuke went to a weapon rack, and took down a long, narrow straight-bladed knife with the label "Silver Edge·Fire·Wind".
Shiranuoxuan came over directly, weighed it in his hand, and waved it twice.
"This one seems a little too long." He raised the knife upright to compare with his height of 1.4 meters, and pondered.
Cang Jie said: "You still need to grow taller, wouldn't it be better to buy a longer one?"
"When I grow taller, I can just buy a longer one. Is it possible that I will use the silver blade for the rest of my life?" Shiranui Xuanjian said indifferently, and handed over the knife at the same time.
"..." Cangsuke took the knife and was silent for a while.
"Poverty limits my imagination."
After finishing speaking, he changed to a silver blade again: "Try this."
Although the shape is still the same, it looks like the Tang Hengdao that Shiranui Xuanjian learned about in his previous life, but this knife is obviously shorter than the previous one.
Holding it in your hand and gesticulating twice, it feels much smoother.
"That's all, how much?" Shiranui Genma said.
"90 taels, but you are a talisman maker in the store, so you should get a [-]% discount."
"90 taels!" Shiranui Xuanma opened his eyes wide, "Why did the price increase? I remember it wasn't this price when I was doing odd jobs."
His current savings are only 10,000+ taels in total. Even if the 90 taels are discounted by [-]%, it is almost all of his belongings.
Cangjie spread his hands: "It's not because of the tense situation, the supply is tight. Especially the metal minerals in the country of fire are poor. If there is a fight, the price of weapons may directly increase several times. It is estimated that by then, it will come from the land and the wind. The smugglers can make a lot of money again."
Hearing this, Shiranui Xuanjian suddenly became silent.
As Cangsuke said, once the ninja world goes to war, it is entirely possible that the price of weapons will increase several times.When the time comes to buy Yinfeng again, the price may not be 100 million, but several million.
And it will take at least five years between now and the end of the war.
From this point of view, my plan to wait until I grow taller before changing to another knife will not work...
Shiranui Genma scratched his head, and said with a little embarrassment: "Well, since this is the case, I'd better buy the long one."
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In the barbecue restaurant named "Yakiniku Q", several old men with an average age of over 50 years old sat around a table, drinking and chatting, and Sarutobi Yan was in the row.
"Have you heard that there was a civil strife in the country of grass not long ago, it is said to be very serious... Sigh, it has become more and more unsettled recently." A thin white-haired old man said.
"I heard that it seems that the cause was that a high-level person in Caoyin Village was killed by an unknown person. His death was tragic, and even his heart was dug out."
"The heart was poached?" Sarutobiyan asked.
The skinny old man nodded, then frowned: "Hey, I suddenly remembered that this kind of thing happened in the country of Taki many years ago. The high-level people were killed suddenly and their hearts were also gouged out."
"You said... Will these two things have any connection?"
"Who knows, anyway, as long as the ninja war doesn't break out." Sarutobiyan said casually.
"By the way, Lao Yan, how is that apprentice of yours?"
"You said Xuanjian." Sarutobiyan smiled a bit, "No accident, he should be able to become an intermediate talisman maker next year."
When he said this, he subconsciously glanced at a fat old man beside him.
Sure enough, when the fat old man heard the words, his face suddenly became more depressed: "Hmph, showing off here again. If I wasn't in the store that day, I would have accepted that kid. You will take advantage of it in that turn."
"You can't say that. Xuanjian had been working in Mandiantang for half a year at that time. Didn't you and Nagasawa not notice it? I discovered it in the end." Sarutobiyan said immediately.
"All right, your eyes are like torches." The fat old man waved his hand impatiently, and then drank by himself, with an expression of not wanting to talk.
At this time, an old man with a hooked nose suddenly asked: "Old Yan, are you going to let your little apprentice inherit your mantle?"
"Of course. I'm sure that this kid Xuanjian will be the number one spell master in the ninja world in the future." Sarutobiyan said with confidence.
The hooked-nosed old man smiled, and said meaningfully: "I don't think so."
Sarutobiyan was startled, and frowned: "Aiba, what do you mean by that?"
The hook-nosed old man called Aiba said unhurriedly: "The father of this child is Shiranui Xingjian, do you have any impression of this person?"
"I don't know the fire?" Several old men looked at each other, most of them looked dazed.
The fat old man who was drinking alone seemed to remember something, raised his head and said, "That one-armed chunin with a left-handed sword?"
"That's him. I used to be a teacher at the school, and I was very impressed with him." Aiba nodded.
"What's wrong with this person?" Sarutobiyan asked hurriedly.
The fat old man put down his wine glass and said lightly:
"The man is a militant, a very fanatical militant."
(End of this chapter)