Gou became a martial saint in another world

Chapter 295 Temporary residence!

"Guest officer, is this your first visit to the Imperial City?"

On the cruise ship, the white-haired old man said with a smile while shaking the oars.

Yang Fang came back to his senses and responded: "Yes, I wonder if there are any interesting and delicious foods in this city? Can the old man introduce them?"

"Hehe, of course there will be many such things."

The boatman chuckled, and said: "The Imperial City of Dayuan is the best place in Dayuan. All kinds of food and entertainment are unmatched in the world. The food includes the yellow phosphorus fish from Sanxianlou, fresh mutton soup, and drunk fresh duck. , as well as authentic dog meat from Xuji in the south of the city, oolong knuckles in Laohuai Lane, braised lamb shanks, crisp-fried sea bass, fresh shrimp dumplings...all of which are famous delicacies in the imperial city. As for the entertainment, there are also many, In the south of the city, the Colosseum, the arena, and the Daoist Temple are overcrowded every day. There are also red lantern festivals, talent fairs, and lotus festivals, which make people linger and forget to return..."

The boatman has so many treasures, and new names keep coming out of his mouth.

Yang Fang stopped by his ear one by one, and suddenly raised his finger to point to a vast building in the distance, and said, "By the way, what is that place?"

The boatman looked around, surprised, and said, "That's where the headquarters of the six gates is, why? The guest officer has friends at the headquarters of the six gates?"

"That's not true, I'm just curious."

It's just that the injury hadn't recovered before, so how could he dare to look for the alchemist easily.

The previous void step was just enough to cultivate a feeling, but now the void step has been cultivated directly to the third stage.

Yang Fang stretched out his palm, grabbed the door, making it difficult to close, and smiled: "Please inform me, I was recommended by an acquaintance."

"This is it. It used to be my place to practice martial arts. Now that my family is struggling, I can only rent it out. If you like it, you can pay four taels of silver a month."

Yellow leaves are flying.

Even his weak body gradually recovered.

Wang Quan gently cupped his hands and said with a smile.

A blue-gray yard facing the water stands far away, with a small gate, and a pile of granite-carved stone lions in front of the gate.

Not far from the shore.

Was it that person who cast a demon spell and took away all their true qi and strength?
"Senior, spare your life!"

And the two super-grade martial arts of Yan Bao Zhang and Bing Lie Finger have also been brushed to the perfect state.

One of them called out cautiously, looked carefully at the room, and saw that there was no response, then quietly grabbed an ear of red corn seed, broke it gently, and put it in his arms.

Yang Fang frowned.

"Poison Sect..."

The boatman smiled, rowed the cruise ship, and moved towards the pier on one side.

Yang said in relief.

The middle-aged man Wang Quan said: "But let's talk about it first, I have to rent here for at least one year. Once I rent it, I have to pay all the rent for one year. Think about it for yourself. Do you want to rent it?"

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Cooler weather.

At the same time, he can also improve his strength secretly, maybe he can reach the second ladder in one fell swoop.

The Dao map is on him, and this god-seed will belong to him sooner or later.

Villa outside the city.

The three of them didn't hesitate any longer, and with a vertical movement of their bodies, they quickly landed in the courtyard with the whistling sound of a subtle and rapid wind.

The other party frowned, took the jade pendant anyway, and said, "Then you wait."

The peaceful voice in the room sounded again.

"It seems that this Vajra God Seed really cannot be taken out..."

Besides.

"Who is the owner of this yard? He can even grow red corn."

The three suddenly showed panic.

The three of them kowtowed in gratitude, then got up quickly, and fled over the wall in a desperate manner, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

This small courtyard is not far from the busy city, and it is also very close to the headquarters of Six Gates, only about 200 meters away. It is a quiet place in the middle of the noise. The courtyard is spacious, and a thick old locust tree is planted in the courtyard.

The atmosphere seemed extremely awkward.

I saw that the windows and doors of the room were all closed tightly, there was no light inside, and there was not even the slightest figure in sight.

"If you want to refine puppets, you need to practice the [Taiyi Soul Art] as soon as possible."

He took out all the money on his body, was terrified, and begged for mercy.

With just one glance, the eyes of the three of them were all full of light.

He closed the door, turned and left.

Not long after, they hid in the shadow of the corner of the wall, their eyes sweeping towards the yard.

He seems to be very short of money now.

The courtyard has been fixed, and after a period of time after the injury recovers, you can go to the alchemist.

The three of them looked horrified, and quickly looked at the room again.

Yang Fang nodded lightly, walked into the room, took a pen and ink, directly signed Xiao Fang's name, and then pressed his handprint.

Inside the palace, there is still a remnant soul of a god.

Yang said in relief.

The old man snorted again, as if dissatisfied with Yang Fang's rudeness.

The window opened, and a ray of true energy rushed out, sweeping all the money and red corn seeds on the ground into the room.

The third figure said hurriedly.

Suddenly, he remembered something, closed the door carefully, and turned his palm.

"Then I wonder when senior will be in a good mood?"

Yang Fang's body finally appeared here, raised his palm, and gently knocked on the door in front of him.

There are also two figures standing quietly.

But suddenly, the three of them felt dizzy in their minds, and just after jumping up, their bodies fell down again, their bodies were extremely weak, and all the true energy in their bodies seemed to have disappeared.

The old man said dully.

"I see."

"One ear of red corn seed needs ten taels of silver. If you want to buy it, put down the money first."

Is this really a peerless old demon hiding in the world?

"Thank you."

Why is the body suddenly weak?

Now there is only one soul left.

They looked overjoyed, and quickly stretched out their big hands to grab those red corn seeds.

But this kind of immortality is definitely not true immortality.

The three were even more horrified.

Yang Fang was busy all afternoon.

You only need to rent a yard around it, and once the god seed matures, it will automatically fly over.

Anyway, if you want to get the God Seed, you can only use the Dao Map!

The three fell to their knees and kowtowed, tears splashing.

I wonder if this body can be made into a puppet?
In this case, even if the opponent still has the god-seed in his body, there will always be a chance to take it out in the future.

"Then I'll take my leave."

An old man in his sixties, dressed in a robe with black stripes on a red background, with a beard under his chin and wrinkled face, sat quietly on the main seat.

The only pity is that the Wan Du Jing is no longer enough to deal with the Holy Spirit level masters.

He lives in seclusion every day, practices diligently, not only consolidates what he has learned before, but also completely recovers from the injuries in his body. At the same time, he has also cultivated the [Taiyi Soul Art] to the first stage.

"There's money here, I'll give it all to you, I'll give it all to you, we don't want any more red corn seeds, please forgive me!"

The Taiyi Soul Art contains various soul secrets, which can not only strengthen one's own soul, but more importantly, there is a forbidden technique in it that can extract the souls of others.

That's it, time passes.

Well, this is not in a bad mood!
This is clearly like eating gunpowder!
When he came, Zhou Yuan said that this alchemist had a weird temper and was not easy to get along with, so he asked himself to be more patient. Now it seems that it is true.

The owner is a middle-aged man with a height of about 1.7 meters, and he is also a martial arts practitioner, but he seems to have suffered internal injuries in the early years. Every few steps, he coughs in his mouth for a while, and his face is pale yellow.

Wang Quan was sought by his enemies last night?

A doorman glanced at Yang Fang and said, "Please go back, my master is in a bad mood recently and doesn't want to see guests."

Even so, Pang Wanzhong's body could not be thrown away casually.

Suddenly, an unusually calm voice sounded directly in the minds of the three of them without warning.

If the distance is too far, Dao Tu's attraction to the God Seed will be much weaker, and many other changes will be added out of thin air, so Yang Fang must choose carefully.

The various functions contained in it are even more inconceivable, and the one [deprivation of soul] alone is surprising enough.

Under the leadership of that doorman, he turned seven times and eight times, and soon entered a spacious hall.

They quickly looked into the closed room.

Holding the principle that more things are worse than less things, I still walked away.

Could it be that...he wants to break into the headquarters of Six Doors?

"Thank you senior, thank you senior."

The third level of Void Step is about a bit faster than Qingyun Step in terms of speed.

Three conditions for making a puppet.

Yang Fang looked around lightly, and said, "Okay, that's it."

Yang Fang thought about it.

Found out?

When passing by Wang Quan's residence, he couldn't help being slightly startled, and looked around.

"do not know."

what happened?

"okay."

Before he knew it, Yang Fang had been living in the imperial city for a month.

After half an hour.

Especially void step.

Yang Fang listened carefully and quickly figured it out.

In front of the residence of the landlord, Wang Quan, there were a lot of arrests.

but!

The doorman handed the token to Yang Fang, and said, "Please come in, my master is already waiting in the hall."

This Ten Thousand Poison Sutra is really useful.

Each level can greatly increase the power of the soul.

Where you live, you must be particular.

They were overjoyed in their hearts, and quickly filled their arms, and hurriedly moved their bodies, and they were about to leave this place.

Yang put it on the door and waited quietly.

at last.

Body, soul, monster crystal nucleus.

"Hmph, old friend?"

Crowds surrounded in all directions, talking a lot.

The second figure said.

Yang Fang said.

He thought to himself.

Yang Fang put on a brand-new robe, ate breakfast, stepped forward, and walked into the distance.

and!

Yang Fang smiled and said, "However, the headquarters of the six doors seem to be different from what we imagined. Why is it so dilapidated?"

Next, he took out the silver and handed it directly to the middle-aged man.

But now you don't have to worry about it anymore.

The expressions of the three of them changed suddenly, and they suddenly turned around.

The other two were also staring at the room closely. When they saw that the other party did not respond, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly followed suit, breaking off clusters of red corn seeds and quickly putting them into their arms.

The old man snorted coldly, as if he didn't believe it at all, and said: "It's not impossible for me to make alchemy, but the old man is in a bad mood right now, so you just wait, when the old man is in a better mood, I will do it for you."

Yang said in relief.

"This six-door headquarters has been around for some time. It has never been repaired for hundreds of years. It is normal that it is a little dilapidated."

In his induction, the god-seed was located within it.

I don't want to break the precept because of this.

The three of them looked at each other, held their breath, and remained motionless.

"That's fine, then sign the contract, I've already brought the contract."

in the hall.

Pang Wanzhong's body was taken out again and landed on the ground in front of him, with ferocious muscles all over his body and surging breath.

Even if the body is killed, the soul can take the opportunity to escape, just like the mysterious woman before.

In the evening, he found a fairly satisfactory small courtyard.

The two have been sitting here quietly, and neither of them spoke.

There was a slight sound of strong wind from the courtyard wall, and three figures jumped up from outside, holding back their breath, and walked quickly on the courtyard wall.

Anyway, dozens of taels of silver are nothing to him.

Yang Fang responded.

"500 taels of silver, thank you for your patronage!"

He closed the door again.

Since he couldn't make alchemy, why did he let himself in?
For a time, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

All kinds of poison in it, dealing with such little minions, is really similar to black magic, and can take them all down without making a fuss.

After a while.

"Good to say."

It looks like this should be just a side door.

The head that was originally pressed into the belly by him has been pulled out again, the eyes are wide open, the seven orifices are bleeding, and the death is unrepentant.

I don't know if there is such a method in this poison sect.

A month's time can be described as a huge harvest.

"Who cares who he is? Hurry up while he's fast asleep. If these red corn seeds are put up for auction, they will definitely sell for sky-high prices."

Now it seems that he can only find someone to make alchemy first, and then find a way to obtain the god-seed after his strength improves.

"The only thing that is lacking is cultivation. By practicing alone, you can only generate 10 experience points a day, which is too slow."

Yang Fang did not leave, nor did he stay, and finally sat down on the chair unceremoniously, picked up a cup of tea on the table, and began to sip it by himself.

Yang Fang's Futian hand, Wuji seal, void step, black cloud swordsmanship, black magic fist, flaming violent palm, and ice crack finger are all advancing by leaps and bounds.

This is the safe way.

"Meow~"

After paying the bill, he looked around for a house directly.

As their money was taken out one by one, soon, the three of them were shocked to find that the true energy that had disappeared in their bodies just now seemed to have recovered a little bit again.

A pair of triangular eyes glanced at Yang Fang coldly, waved his hand, screened the door, and said coldly: "Who are you Zhou Yuan? What happened last time, Zhou Yuan is still alive? Why didn't he come here by himself?"

He was speechless for a while.

It's him!

The middle-aged man accepted the silver and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, my residence is not far away. If you have any other matters in the future, you can come to me. By the way, you can use the weapons in the yard as you like." , As for food, you can buy them in the streets outside.”

Not long after, the door opened.

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After getting off the cruise ship, Yang Fang shook his body and entered an alley. First, he found a good tavern in the alley and had a feast.

"Red corn seed, sure enough."

In the imperial city, it has been a month since he killed anyone.

"The little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and offended senior, I implore senior to spare his life!"

One of the figures was extremely happy: "There are really red corn seeds here!"

In front of this god, even the Vault of Heaven Palace is extremely afraid.

There are also rows of weapon racks on one side.

but!

Not long after, the door opened again.

"Not right, big wrong."

It just makes people's souls more condensed, even if they lose their bodies, they don't have to worry about dissipating immediately, so this is equivalent to having one more life than others!

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The next morning.

"Walk slowly."

He couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Yang Fang was slightly taken aback, then cupped his hands and smiled: "Master Zhou and I are old friends, and I introduced you to practice alchemy."

The boatman laughed.

Yang thought about it in peace.

There are so many masters in the imperial city, and there is definitely a terrifying existence of the second ladder. If you dare to force your way into the headquarters of the six doors, you will undoubtedly seek death.

After a while.

There are four realms in Taiyi Soul Art.

"Old man, stop ahead."

Yang Fang asked.

And the other one is that the soul is immortal.

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The silver moon is falling outside the window.

Yang Fang sent the other party to the door, then closed the courtyard door and walked towards the room.

Yang Fang smiled and entered the yard.

Yang Fang couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Six Doors HQ!

Dewdrops had already appeared on the ground.

He took out a dark purple jade pendant and handed it to the other party.

The middle-aged man squeezed out a smile, and quickly took out two crumpled pieces of paper with handwriting from his sleeve.

Yang Fang nodded.

Since he doesn't know when the god-seed will mature, he can only rent it temporarily.

A butler came quickly from outside with a note in his hand, and said in a panic, "Master, Qingyun Swordsman has also given up..."

He suddenly realized that there was someone, so he quickly kept silent, came to the old man, and handed the note in his hand to the old man.

The old man took the note, glanced away, and suddenly his face sank, as if he was gnashing his teeth.

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