Gou became a martial saint in another world

Chapter 105 Middle and Late Stage Seven! (Please subscribe!)
Gumbling.
The medicine barrel boiled, and strange tingling pains were continuously transmitted to the meridians in Yang Fang's body, stimulating the growth of Xuanwu Zhenqi, and also made his brows frown and relax from time to time.

Medicinal bath is like this.

Every time there is a feeling of electric shock.

To force a metaphor, it is a bit like a lighter electric shock device in the real world hitting the skin.

Fortunately, this feeling, he is already familiar with.

Renren also passed.

A warm and rich heat flow quickly emerged from Yang Fang's body, spreading towards the limbs, walking through the unique meridians over and over again.

A long time has passed.

His eyes suddenly opened, showing joy.

"Middle and late stage seven!"

Yang Fang secretly thought.

When he was in Xuanwuzong before, he was only two medicine baths away from entering the middle stage of the seventh rank.

After arriving at the iron shop now, more than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

Finally let him make another breakthrough!

Cultivation level: mid-stage seventh rank (725/1000)

Heart method: the fourth stage of Xuanwu True Kung Fu (2900/4000)

"It's in the middle and late stages of the seventh rank, and it's not far from the late seventh rank."

"But the time for each medicated bath is too long."

"Two hours."

I thought that with the improvement of qualifications, the medicinal bath time would be shortened.

Didn't expect it to be the same as before.

His daily time now is not only to practice mental skills, but also to practice martial arts, blacksmithing, and by the way, he has to buy medicinal baths. Sometimes the ingredients for medicinal baths are sold out, and he has to wait for two more days. In short, he is busy every day , the schedule is very full.

but!

Receipts are also unusually huge these days.

Not to mention that the cultivation base has entered the middle and late stages of the seventh rank, and even the [Cross Fist] has reached the level of the first level (380/600).

Cross boxing is divided into five realms.

One weight is more mysterious and profound than the other.

With Yang Fang's aptitude, it took two days to develop the feeling, and the rest of the time was spent basically refreshing his proficiency.

Besides!

During the past few days, he had secretly cast a small part of the Iron Demon's armor.

After all, this is an armor that can increase one's own strength by three to five times.

No matter what, it is absolutely worthwhile to make it.

Yang Fang got up from the medicine barrel, looked at the sky, changed into a suit of clothes, and walked towards the iron shop in the front hall again.

Every time the Iron Demon armor is cast, it basically chooses to start at night.

After all, he didn't want to attract the attention of other blacksmiths.

But in the final analysis, this is still under Tan Guanshi's nose.

In the beginning, Tan Guanshi was really curious about what Yang Fang was building, but after watching it secretly a few times, he found that he was only building some weapons, so he stopped caring.

Again.

As long as Yang Fang is honest, he doesn't mind raising Yang Fang like a pig.

"Master Yang."

Outside the door, Zhang Xiaobao huddled into a ball with the cold, squatting in the corner, saw Yang Fang go out, and greeted him directly.

"Little Treasure, from tomorrow on, don't wait outside the door. It's cold at night. Go back and rest."

Yang Fang responded.

"But."

Zhang Xiaobao flinched a little.

"It's okay, I can take care of this matter."

Yang Fang's tone was light.

"Yes, thank you, Master Yang!"

Zhang Xiaobao was overjoyed, he quickly bowed again and again, turned and left.

Yang Fang continued to walk to the front hall.

Silent night.

The road fire in the shop was still burning, and it was very hot.

Yang Fang took out the dark iron and threw it into the stove. Instead, he added some ingredients that he had obtained before, and the fire suddenly intensified, directly increasing several times.

This is the effect of the fire dragon blood and the raging fire demon heart.

These two ingredients can enhance the fire and make the dark iron dissolve faster.

Without these two things, even if it burns for three days and three nights, it is impossible for Mingtie to be burned red.

But with the addition of these two things, in just half an hour, the ghost iron will turn red and become castable.

This is also the reason why the Iron Demon Armor is invulnerable to fire and water.

From now on, once he puts on this battle armor, even if he stands in the sea of ​​fire, Yang Fang will not suffer the slightest damage.

clang!clang!clang!
A heavy sound of hammering iron sounded again in the shop.

In a flash, the first half of the night passed.

The sound of hammering iron stopped completely.

A piece of kneepad that has been formed on the iron tongs is shining with scarlet light.

Yang Xin looked forward to it, and did not quench it immediately, but waited for it to cool down for a while.

Half an hour has passed.

He just clamped the kneepad and put it into the sink on the side.

zizi
There was a burst of quenching sound, and white water vapor came out quickly, and the entire water tank seemed to be boiling. It was still full of water, but it was evaporated by half in an instant.

Yang Fang took out the contents again, and immediately smiled, extremely satisfied.

I saw that the entire kneepad was pitch black, exquisite and exquisite, and the surface was covered with sharp barbs.

Under the reflection of the torch, there was a strange light shining.

The weight alone is more than ten catties, heavier than ordinary swords.

"The knee pad of the left knee is also finished, and the rest is next."

Yang Fang said to himself.

"Brother Yuan is really polite."

Suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter sounded, and he said, "It's my honor for Chief Zhao to be able to see this old man. How dare this old man ask for too much?"

As soon as this voice sounded, another chuckling voice sounded immediately, "What did Guanshi Tan say? Tan Guanshi has worked hard and made great achievements. Naturally, our Tianlong Gang will not treat Tan Guanshi badly. After the shop is in hand in the future, Tan Guanshi will still be an iron man. Owner of the shop, just, please keep Tan Guan’s affairs secret, and don’t let anyone know that the shop belongs to my Tianlong Gang, after all, the owner of the shop doesn’t want to attract other people’s attention.”

"Don't worry, no one will know about this matter."

Manager Tan smiled.

"That's good."

The middle-aged man next to him laughed.

There are no longer a few people staring at the iron shop.

In name, this shop still belongs to Xuanwuzong.

But actually!
Tan Guanshi, who is in charge of the shop, has completely joined the Tianlong Gang tonight.

In this way, the Tianlong Gang is equivalent to borrowing chickens to lay eggs.

The disaster will be borne by Xuanwuzong.

The benefits will be taken by the Tianlong Gang.

The two laughed as they walked, suddenly stopped and turned their heads together.

There is only one corridor.

Yang Fang was carrying a package on his back, avoiding it from a distance, and walked towards it quickly.

Tan Guanshi frowned, stared at Yang Fang, then gradually relaxed and regained his composure.

The middle-aged man next to him squinted his eyes, staring at Yang Fang closely.

"Steward Tan?"

"Don't worry, he's just a wimp, I'll warn him."

Tan Guanshi said lightly.

"That's fine, I hope there will be no problems at this juncture."

The middle-aged man responded.

"I'll send Brother Yuan off."

Manager Tan smiled.

"There is Lao Tan in charge."

The middle-aged man smiled.

The two gradually drifted away and left the gate of the mansion.

After the middle-aged man got into the carriage, Tan Guanshi gradually withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the shop. After thinking about it, he immediately stepped forward and walked towards the back hall.

inside the room.

Yang Fang carefully hid the armor, lying on the bed, his heart sank.

Hearing it, he had tried his best to avoid it before.

But unexpectedly, he still bumped into him.

Suddenly, subtle footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Yang Fang's eyes flashed, he flicked his fingers, the candle was extinguished, and he pretended to be asleep.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, approaching the door.

A sharp knife pierced through the crack of the door, landed on the door bolt, and slowly turned the door bolt.

creak.
The latch was moved little by little.

Then, the door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

The thin and tall Guanshi Tan was wearing a long robe, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a cigarette stick in the other, looking at Yang Fang who was already sleeping soundly on the bed.

With a blank face and slightly closed eyelids, he walked into the room.

Just like walking towards your own house.

Sit down straight on a chair.

clack, clack.
The sound of smacking cigarette holders sounded slowly.

Tan Guanshi gasped, looking at Yang Fang who was pretending to sleep on the bed, "Junior Brother Yang, don't pretend, you see it when you see it, why is that so?"

Yang Fang remained motionless, the snoring remained the same.

Tan Guanshi continued to smack the cigarette holder, spit out a series of eye circles, making the whole room pungent.

His voice sighed, saying,
"To be honest, the two of us got along fairly well during this period of time. There are some things that I really don't want to do. Brother Yang, do you know how many disciples came to the sect before you?"

He took a deep breath, saw that Yang Fang was still unresponsive, and said to himself, "A total of 18 people came, without exception, and they all died in the end, only I was still alive. Attention Zongmen, I have also been 'attacked' several times and suffered several traumas,
I knew it would still arouse suspicion, but I wasn't afraid at all.

Any idea why?

Because I know that those old things are better at enjoying themselves than each other, and hiding in the sect will bring countless benefits, and no one dares to come out and take risks.

Anyone who dared to come out was basically dead, and most of them were betrayed by me.

So I became the only person in charge of this iron shop. I want to kill someone. No one in the sect can keep him, including you!

Junior Brother Yang, do you want to be the next dead person? "

Tan Guanshi watched Yang Fang calmly.

Yang Fang was sleeping soundly and did not respond.

Tan Guanshi has been watching Yang Fang quietly.

Whenever Yang Fang dared to raise any conditions with him, he would kill Yang Fang without hesitation.

gradually.

Guanshi Tan loosened his brows, continued to smoke the pipe, and said in a rattling sound, "You are a smart man who knows how to endure. This is very good. I don't know how much better than those dead people.
I have talked to you so much before, and I hope you can remember that in this shop, I am the one who can truly control your life and death. From now on, you should still be a deaf-mute person. "

Snapped!Snapped!
He knocked the iron smoke pot lightly on the table beside him, and there was a low sound.

Tan Guanshi didn't stay any longer, but got up and left directly.

When leaving, take the door with you by the way.

Yang Fang remained motionless and continued to sleep soundly.

It was not until the sound of footsteps could no longer be heard in his ears that his eyes suddenly opened, and a faint light flickered.

What a ruthless guy!
这 是
caveat?

Threat?

After a while, he sighed in his heart.

"There is still half a month. After half a month, my iron demon armor should be completely cast. At that time, I can leave directly."

For him, there was no need for Xuanwuzong to stay any longer.

During this time, his accent problem has been completely transformed.

In addition, there is a human skin mask on the face to cover up.

The current him, even if he mixed into Bailuo City, others would only think he was a native.

Yang Fang got up from the bed and continued to practice cross fist.

Whoohoo!
In the room, afterimages roared, fists were as strong as the wind.

Crucifix, the highest profound meaning, is to break one's breath!
The strength of the fist can destroy all the enemy's true qi and internal qi resistance, and directly reach the meridians and internal organs.

Any defense of true qi and inner qi is useless.

When he killed Bai Chengfeng before, Bai Chengfeng's cross fist was only practiced to the third level!
It is far from reaching the level of destroying everything.

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