Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 149 Spirit Fish
"Master Fang."

Scholar Shan tapped his palm with his folding fan and spoke slowly:
"You want to intervene in this matter?"

When he was speaking, his eyes fell on Fangzheng. His eyes were long and narrow, which already gave people a cold feeling, but now it was even more penetrating.

It's like being targeted by a slippery poisonous snake.

"Forgive others and forgive others." Fangzheng stretched his body, as if he hadn't noticed the threat in the other party's voice, and smiled lightly:
"Mr. Shan, why do you have to do everything?"

"This is Master Yan's explanation." Shan Shusheng clasped his fists in both hands, and arched his hands upwards:

"Mr. Fang, you are a smart person. Who in Gu'an County has no relationship with Fang Ci, why bother to be bored?"

"You leave now, I can pretend I didn't see it."

This was very polite to him.

after all.

From the county magistrate to the small officials in Gu'an County, almost all of them took shares in Fangci and shared the profits every year.

In addition, the Linghu family intends to marry him...

There is a vague tendency of being the hegemon of one party.

"Hey!"

Fangzheng sighed softly:

"Daozhang Zhang and Fang have known each other for many years and can be said to be both teachers and friends. If he ignores this, it would appear to be unkind and unjust."

"and……"

"To be honest, I don't like Mr. Shan very much."

"Really?" Shan Shusheng's face darkened:
"There are too many people who don't like Shan, it seems that I can't be kind today..."

"Peng!"

Gunshots sounded.

Scholar Shan swayed and appeared a few meters away as if teleporting, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking directly at the smoking barrel in Fang Zheng's hand.

Tape fear:

"Is this the mysterious hidden weapon?"

It was rumored that Fangzheng had a powerful hidden weapon in his hand, once hit by it, even a martial artist could not escape death.

At the beginning, Song Kewang, the commander of the Anxi Army's guards, was a flawless martial artist who practiced self-defense, and was shot in the head by him.

of course.

At that time, Song Kewang only breathed his last breath and had no power to fight back.

"Not bad." Fang Zheng nodded and sighed with regret:

"Sure enough, it's not that easy to use against prepared martial artists."

When the gun is in the hands of ordinary people, he can even split the bullets with a knife. It makes no sense that when the gun is in his hands, others cannot avoid it.

but……

Scholar Shan is not a mage, that's fine.

He was still wary of facing a mage whose methods were unknown, but he was not afraid of the martial master even if he was in the realm of Great Zhoutian.

"Sure enough."

Shan Shusheng glanced at the bullet holes on the tree trunk behind him, his eye sockets throbbed:
"No wonder you dare to attack Shan, then let me see Mr. Fang's ability!"

"Shh!"

Before he finished speaking, two blood lines suddenly shot out from the ground, heading straight for Fangzheng, the speed and speed of the attack was comparable to a sharp arrow.

"Ok?"

Fang showed surprise, and folded to dodge.

"What is this?"

talking room.

Several streaks of blood shot out on the ground again, looking for traces, the streaks of blood were obviously the blood flowing from the dead government servant just now.

Paths of blood kept swimming in the grass and soil, like venomous snake-like creatures that pounced at the right moment.

this person...

Can you control blood?
Just when Fangzheng was startled, Shan Shusheng approached him.

This person's movement is strange, showing afterimages in the field, waving the folding fan, and steel needles fly out one after another, his hands are flying like butterflies, and his energy is intertwined and whistling.

"Humph!"

Fangzheng groaned, dodged to avoid the steel needle, and at the same time the long knife at his waist was unsheathed.

knife out,
Many afterimages dissipated together.

Cut it out with a single word!

"Good swordsmanship!"

Shan Scholar's audio tape is surprising:
"Mr. Fang is a rich man. He never thought that he would possess such strength. Others... all underestimated Mr. Fang."

His mysterious and charming body skills are unique in the world.

This method integrates martial arts skills and techniques into one, not only can confuse other people's sight, but also can deceive the mind perception of martial arts practitioners.

When facing the enemy, it can be said that there is no disadvantage.

now.

It was cut by a knife.

"Humph!"

Fang Zheng snorted and backed away. Although he was confident enough in his own strength, he didn't intend to fight the opponent head-on.

Immediately, he patted the five ghost pockets on his waist with one hand.

"go with!"

"Wow!"

The sound of ghost howling sounded, and two fierce ghosts roared out with three resentful spirits. The ghost shadow folded in the air and turned into a black cloud to cover Shan Shusheng.

at the same time.

Fangzheng retracted the knife and held the gun, squinted his eyes and pulled the trigger.

"Peng!"

"Peng Peng!"

After several shots in a row, the guns went straight to the opponent's vital points, forcing Shan Shusheng to dodge crazily, but he was also cornered by the ghost.

"Wow..."

The fierce ghost screamed, and the ghost claws sank into the opponent's body, and began to devour vitality.

"mean!"

Shan Shusheng raised his head to the sky and roared angrily:

"Fang, if you have the ability to compete openly with me, what kind of ability is it to rely on hidden weapons and ghosts, you... ah..."

"Shameless!"

"I have a hidden weapon. I can fend off ghosts and kill enemies. That's my ability." Fang showed disdain and fired another shot at the opponent:
"You can use it if you have the ability!"

"I really thought it was a competition in the arena. Being able to kill people is a skill. I have seen you impatient for a long time with a dead fish face."

"Master Fang, be careful." Zhang Mingrui, who was on the sidelines, warned:
"This person should be a disciple of the Nether Sect, he is not easy to kill."

Oh?
Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

Before he could make a move, Scholar Shan, who was surrounded by ghosts, roared wildly, spraying out a thick mist of blood all over his body.

It seems that some kind of secret technique has been used.

As soon as the blood mist touched the ghost, the ghost screamed in an instant, and the resentful soul was wilted.

Scholar Shan took the opportunity to rush out of the encirclement, his movement was much faster than before, and he rushed towards Fangzheng with a roar.

"Go to hell!"

After he used the secret technique, his strength surged in a short period of time.

Staring at Fangzheng who was a little surprised, his face showed a ferocious face, he stretched forward with one hand, stretched his five fingers, and the ghost claws flashed out.

Ah……

Fangzheng sighed lightly, his eyes suddenly opened.

"boom!"

A gust of thunder that was as strong as the yang pierced through his body, with traces of electric light enveloping his whole body, he clenched his five fingers into a fist, and smashed down against the person coming.

Five thunders hit the top!

"boom……"

The energy exploded, the shock wave swept across all directions, and the dirt and grass were flying.

A figure flew out of the chaos and fell heavily to the ground. Before he could stand up, he was held down by several ghosts that fell from the sky.

"Wow..."

"Bah... ahh..."

Without the obstruction of true qi, resentful souls and fierce ghosts crazily devoured the vital energy of the living, but in the blink of an eye, there was only a pile of dead bones left on the spot.

Zhang Mingrui was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to look back at Fangzheng, and sighed:

"Master Fang..."

"It's true that the real person doesn't show his face!"

The punch just now is probably not weak among the Great Zhou Tian martial arts masters, even Shan Shusheng, who tried his best to cast the secret method, couldn't block it.

Founder,

This young man from a rich family who cultivated his true energy 'not so long ago' turned out to be a Great Heavenly Zhou Martial Master secretly?

"Don't dare."

Fang Zheng smiled lightly and handed over his hands:

"The rivers and lakes are dangerous, Fang has to keep a hand."

"You're not just keeping a hand?" Zhang Mingrui shook his head, his movements suddenly stopped, and his eyes suddenly revealed:

"It turns out that Wen Tailai, the Ben Lei Shou, is Mr. Fang."

"No wonder!"

The strike of five thunders just now was Wen Tailai's signature move.

"Funny." Fang Zheng smiled and shook his head and asked:

"Brother Zhang, what are your plans next?"

"Plan?" Zhang Mingrui turned his head and looked at the location of Gu'an County, with complex emotions in his eyes:
"I definitely can't stay here anymore, let's go back to Chunyang Palace first, it's Qingfeng, Mingyue..."

"There is no need to worry about this." Fangzheng said:
"Before I came, I had arranged for them to leave the city, and they are on their way now, and they will arrive soon."

"You don't have to worry about Yinliang, I let them carry some."

"Thank you!" Zhang Mingrui cupped his hands and sighed again.

The huge county town was like a beast crawling in the dark night, opening its mouth to devour everything, but in his eyes he could not bear to miss it.

After all, I have lived here for so many years.

"Master Fang."

After thinking about it, Zhang Mingrui said:

"Under the third blue brick in the southeast corner of the Sanqingguan study room, there are some things I put, including some inheritance of Chunyang Palace."

"You can't repay your life-saving grace, please accept it!"

"This..." Fangzheng's eyes changed slightly, and he nodded seriously:

"Thank you!"

He and Zhang Mingrui have known each other for many years, and it is easy to talk about everything else, except for things related to the inheritance of Chunyang Palace, which are not revealed at all.

Unexpectedly, I am now willing to hand it over.

"There is no need to say thank you between you and me." Zhang Mingrui waved his hand.

"And..." Fang Zheng said:
"Master Yan has a deep background, and the breach of the South Dike is a foregone conclusion. Even if you sue the government office, it will not help, but you will harm yourself."

"Wang think twice!"

"I understand." Zhang Mingrui said bitterly:

"Don't worry, I won't hit a stone with an egg, it's just... this world shouldn't be like this, and this world... shouldn't be like this."

Ok?
Fangzheng's eyes moved slightly.

From the looks of it, the breach of the Nandi had a great impact on Zhang Mingrui, and it might even cause a major change in his personality.

"Brother Zhang."

After pondering for a while, Fangzheng took off the black leather gourd on his body:

"Although you have become a mage, you have just advanced. It is the time when you need to consolidate. This trip will be long, and I am afraid you will encounter bad people."

"This thing is seriously damaged, but it can still be used two or three times. It contains dozens of fire crow spirits, which can be used for emergency rescue along the way."

Saying that, he threw it over.

"The Longmen Sect's fire-refining gourd?"

Zhang Mingrui stretched out his hand to take it, and instantly recognized the origin of the object. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded:

"Thank you!"

"There is no need to say thank you between you and me." Fang Zheng smiled back.

The night is deep.

The wheels of the carriage turned, carrying the three of them into the distance.

Fang Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, and waited until the carriage was no longer visible, then he looked away, turned around, and looked in the direction of Gu'an County.

…………

Sanqing View.

"Crack!"

Fangzheng lifted the blue brick, revealing the package underneath.

"quick!"

"Go in and search!"

The noise came from outside, and a group of yamen servants shouted and broke into the Taoist temple.

"So fast?"

Fangzheng raised his head, before he had time to take a closer look at the contents of the package, he picked up the package and jumped out of the house, avoiding the servants and heading towards Fang's mansion.

soon.

The Fangfu study lit the oil lamp.

When the package was opened, several thick books came into view, among which the method inherited from the Pure Yang Palace "Chunyang Zhengfa" was impressively listed.

"Chunyang Zhengfa" includes the inheritance of martial arts and techniques, and you can choose according to your own talent.

From low-level warlocks to high-level warlocks, from building foundations to three-blood warriors, how to practice everything is available, and there are even breakthrough methods.

The grade is not very high.

But the most important thing is completeness, which can make the practitioners have a solid foundation.

Fangzheng's eyes flickered as he stroked the book.

These books record what Zhang Mingrui has learned throughout his life.

Although for the current Fang Zheng, the strength of a high-level warlock is not worth showing off, but he doesn't know much about spells.

With these books, he can solidify his foundation in the warlock profession.

and,

In addition to the methods of practice, there is also a book that records many orthodox traditions in the world today, and the symbolic martial arts and spells of various sects.

It is also of great benefit to understanding the practicing sects in this world.

"Six Paths of the Devil's Sky?"

"It turns out that the Nether Sect is one of the Six Paths of Demonic Heaven. This sect's spells are weird and unpredictable, mostly related to blood and souls. Because of their skills, many of their disciples have eccentric personalities and are not liked by the world."

Fangzheng flipped through one of the pages, nodded knowingly:

"I see!"

The so-called Six Paths of the Demon Heaven evolved from the ancient Demon Sect. The six evil sects tried to subvert the rules of the world, namely Yan Luo (Heavenly Ghost), Bailian, Qisha, Huanxi, Tianshi, Nether, and Five Poisons.

The White Lotus Sect, which caused chaos in the past dynasties, is only one of them, and its status is second to Yama.

but,

For thousands of years, except for the short-term integration of the six realms of the Demon Heaven, most of the time they do not belong to each other, and even have hatred against each other.

Some have not been seen for a long time.

Such as Yan Luodao, Qishazong...

"That's it!"

Fangzheng shook his head:

"These are too far away from me, so I don't need to care too much."

Besides.

In the books left by Zhang Mingrui, there are also many spells, talismans, rituals for setting up altars and performing methods, and even techniques for reading astrology and observing Fengshui.

Although most of them are not profound, they can be regarded as all-inclusive.

"Altar?"

Fangzheng opened one of the books and found something he was interested in.

Different dharma altars will have different blessings for the caster, and the practice and spells used will also affect the effect of the dharma altar.

"Three Talents Altar, Five Luck Altar, Seven Stars Altar..."

"It turns out that there is a seven-star fortune-telling altar arranged inside Sanqing Temple. With the help of the altar, one can sense the flow of qi within a hundred feet in radius, and even use it for one's own use. This greatly increases the power of the magician's spells. You can also use the altar in ordinary times. Assist in cultivation."

"It's no wonder that Zhang Mingrui once said that he is not afraid of even mages in Sanqing Temple, and that he can even kill Dazhou Tianwu masters if he prepares a magic talisman."

"Altar..."

"It's a bit like a formation in a picture book novel."

Touching his chin, Fang Zheng was thoughtful.

Although he is not a mage, he also knows a lot of spells, and his true energy can also be used as mana, and the power of casting spells is no less than that of high-level warlocks.

…………

The next day.

County government.

"The Daoist Zhang of the Sanqing Temple colluded with evil ways. After being discovered, he killed the Yamen and arrested the police. He fled with Qingfeng and Mingyue?"

Fang Zheng looked at Gong Nuyuan in astonishment, and shook his head again and again:

"This is impossible!"

He was 'invited' over from the bed early in the morning, so he was naturally clear in his heart, but he was puzzled and puzzled on his face.

When he heard the news, he was even more surprised, and said:

"You and I know Daoist Zhang's character well. He is definitely not a person in the evil way. I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding."

"Master Fang." Gong Nuyuan's eyes flickered:

"This matter cannot be faked, and I suspect that someone assisted Zhang Mingrui to escape. I wonder if Mr. Fang heard anything last night?"

"No." Fangzheng shook his head, then his expression froze:
"Gong Nuyuan, do you doubt me?"

"Don't dare." Gong Nuyuan lowered his head and said slowly:

"To be honest, in addition to the two government officials who were killed last night, even Mr. Shan suffered an accident. There are not many people in Gu'an County who can kill him."

"Zhang Mingrui is just a sorcerer. Without the support of warriors and the altar, it is difficult to kill the servant, let alone brother Shan?"

"Mr. Shan?" Fangzheng raised his eyebrows:
"Just kidding, even with Fang's help, I'm afraid he won't be Mr. Shan's opponent."

"Brother Shan is very skilled, even if he is a colleague, I don't know how deep his methods are hidden." Gong Nuyuan thoughtfully:
"If you can kill him, it should be easy to kill Gong."

From this point of view, it is impossible for Fang Zheng, who 'just' cultivated his true energy and is not good at using force with others, to do it, but Fang Zheng is rich and knows many masters.

as long as he wants.

Not necessarily impossible!
Thinking of this, Gong Huyuan couldn't help but feel excited.

The other party can kill Mr. Shan, and it is not difficult to kill him. I don't know since when, this little rich man from Gu'an County has had this ability.

"Gong nursing home."

Luo Tutou spoke at the right time:
"This matter should have nothing to do with Mr. Fang."

"Not bad!" Zhang Dianli in the ceremony room nodded:
"Last night, I waited to drink with Mr. Fang in the Yuding Tower. It was getting late before I went back. The time is also wrong. It cannot be Mr. Fang."

"Extremely!"

"good……"

Several people in the field nodded.

Gong Nuyuan's expression froze, he was speaking on behalf of Lord Yan, and he was always polite, yet he still kept the group of people secret.

The one with the surname Fang will win people's hearts!
In fact, he also knows.

Fang Ci's business has been very good in the past two years, and his porcelain business has expanded to four prefectures and thirteen counties.

Even Mr. Yan can get hundreds of taels of dividends every year.

Luo Butou, Zhang Dianli and others have benefited a lot from Fangci. Offending Fangzheng is equivalent to offending the entire noble class in Gu'an County.

No wonder...

Even Mr. Yan is embarrassed to blame the other party, and asked me to be the first bird.

Hey!
With a slight sigh, Gong Huyuan's face became much gentler, and he said with a smile:
"Where is Gong's duty, I have to ask, how noble is Mr. Fang, and he will not mix with that evil person."

"sit!"

"Sit down and talk."

"You're welcome." Fang Zheng handed over his hand:
"Gong Nuyuan is doing its own business, and Fang should cooperate, but this matter really has nothing to do with me, but..."

"Daozhang Zhang... Zhang Mingrui has escaped. Isn't Sanqing Temple a land without an owner? I wonder what the county government plans to do next?"

"Mr. Fang is interested in the Sanqing Temple?" Gong Nuyuan pursed his lips:

"Speak up, Gong shouldn't have said anything to excuse him, but that Warlock Ye who borrowed from Linghu's family also wanted to observe the Three Purities."

"Oh!" Fangzheng raised his eyebrows:
"Ye Nanqiu?"

"It's him." Gong Nuyuan nodded:

"This person is also a high-level magician, and he has a close relationship with the Linghu family. He plans to settle in Gu'an County, and he has taken a fancy to Sanqingguan."

"of course."

"If Mr. Fang insists on obtaining the Three Cleansing Concept, Mr. Gong can just return him, but the price needs to be discussed with Mr. Yan personally."

"That's not necessary." Fangzheng shook his head lightly:
"I'm just interested in some things about the Sanqing Temple. Gong Nuyuan also knows that Fang has learned a certain technique. I don't know if I can get some things from the Sanqing Temple."

"It's a trivial matter." Gong Nuyuan waved his hand:

"Mr. Fang can get it at any time."

"Thank you!"

Fangzheng cupped his hands with a smile on his face.

Start with the Altar of Seven Stars Asking Fate!

Next, it's time to return to the modern society to see if the ginseng essence can be extracted. If it is feasible, it is not difficult to go further with the vowel thunder method.

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The south embankment burst, causing disasters to several counties.

In addition to Gu'an County and Santai County, nearby Wuqing, Baodi, Ninghe, Xianghe... Several counties were hit by disasters one after another, and even spread to Jinzhou Prefecture.

The autumn harvest is approaching.

Suddenly there was a flood.

Half a year of busy work turned into nothing, not only the fertile land was flooded, the houses were also washed away, and there were suddenly a large number of refugees in the land of the two prefectures.

When there are more refugees, turmoil is unavoidable.

Various sects of the rivers and lakes jumped out, and Gu'an County was the first to be involved.

After autumn,

It's winter.

Life is even more difficult for the refugees. Once they are in a hurry, they can do anything.

"The gates of the city are closed to prevent the influx of refugees; the curfew is strictly enforced, and the government officials and city guards patrol day and night, but they still can't control the chaos."

Wu Hai sighed:

"Currently, the City Defense Army has abandoned the fringes of the county and is only in charge of the core area. Fortunately, there have been no disturbances near Fangfu."

"Master."

A woman walked into the room, and the steamed fish on the tray was fragrant. She bent down and put the steamed fish on the table, and said in a low voice:

"Miss Jin Shu steamed it herself, you can try it."

A few years have passed, and the daughter of the caretaker Liu's family has grown up to be an adult, and her appearance is quite outstanding, and she has become the manager of the kitchen of Fang Mansion.

Her beautiful eyes turned, and she looked at Fangzheng with a little shyness.

A few days ago, Lao Liu said that he would find a way to let her into Fang's family, not to be Mrs. Fang, but to be a concubine is also good, and she is willing.

of course,

Still nothing.

"Is this the golden thread carp?"

Fangzheng picked up the chopsticks, poked the fish, and said:

"It is said that eating can prolong life?"

"Yes."

Liu Yaomei nodded:
"The fishermen have said that this kind of golden-threaded carp is a specialty of Huishui. The number produced every year is limited. Most fishermen will never catch one in their lifetime."

"The people who dislike the religion strictly forbid it to be sold out. Once they find someone selling it privately, they will be killed on the spot. It is said that all the golden thread carps must be consumed by the masters of the religion."

She swallowed her saliva and continued:

"I don't know what happened this time. There are a lot of golden thread carp in the breach of the South Dike, and five carps have already appeared in Gu'an County alone."

The one in front of me is one of them.

"Ah."

Fangzheng nodded, picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

The fish meat has not been complicatedly processed, and has retained its true color. It is delicious, smooth and tender, and melts in the mouth, which also made his eyes light up and he nodded secretly.

next moment.

A warm air flow emerged from the body, rushing to the limbs silently, a kind of ultimate comfort and relaxation came to my heart.

"Well……"

Fangzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, moaned comfortably, and couldn't help picking up a piece of fish again.

A warm current emerges.

It's like giving someone a big health care that goes deep into the bone marrow. Every muscle in the body is soaked in the hot spring.

even,

Even the dark wounds inside the body texture were quietly dissolved.

"This fish..."

Fangzheng stopped moving, his eyes flickered:
"There is such a thing in the world?"

The fish meat of the Golden Thread Carp cannot promote cultivation, but the warm air can wash away the chronic diseases deep in the human body.

It can even reach places where true qi can't reach.

"No leakage!"

Fangzheng's eyes brightened, and his voice trembled:
"It can help martial artists achieve the realm of no leakage!"

Unlike Little Zhoutian and Great Zhoutian, the third level of perfection for martial arts masters cannot be achieved through hard work. It requires a perfect physical body.

If you were injured when you were young, and you have hidden diseases in your body, you will never be able to achieve the state of no leaks in your life.

One hundred warriors,

There may not be one who can be perfect.

This is the reason, after all, for those who practice martial arts, no one has ever been injured, although there is no time when the transfer of true energy goes wrong.

And the hidden disease that fell at that time, even if it is extremely subtle, will turn into a mountain of advanced and flawless state, blocking the step forward.

This golden thread carp can wash away the dark disease?
No wonder!
No wonder Paijiao attaches so much importance to it.

No wonder there has never been a golden thread carp in the market, and no one knows its efficacy.

in fact.

It is also because the production of golden-threaded carp is too small, and almost all of them are controlled by the Paijiao. Even if one or two tails escape, it will not have any impact.

otherwise.

Even the Paijiao cannot monopolize such a treasure.

A flawless martial artist has top-notch combat power wherever he is placed. What it means to a sect is self-evident.

'Washing away hidden diseases is also of great benefit to my vowel thunder technique. With the addition of ginseng essence and treasure soup, it may be possible to cultivate to the state of six thunders. '

'At that time...''

'Using the vowel sound thunder method to temper the mysterious ability of the physical body, relying on the strength of the physical body alone, I am afraid that there will be a chance to meet Wulou martial artist. '

As his thoughts turned, Fang Zheng's breathing became more rapid.

"receive!"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Hai and Liu Yaomei:

"Go to Fangshi quickly to buy golden thread carp, no matter how much the price is, you must take it for me, don't let any golden thread carp go."

"Master!" Wu Hai was stunned:
"This tail costs 50 taels of silver."

"50 taels only." Fangzheng waved his hand:
"Even if it's 100 taels, you have to take it. Tell me, as long as you have a golden thread carp, Fang is willing to give it no matter how much it is."

Low key?

Now he is qualified to no longer keep a low profile!

A martial artist in the Great Zhoutian Realm, coupled with other methods at hand, in a mere Gu'an County, who will continue to keep a low profile?
"Yes!"

Wu Hai lowered his head and responded.

Shortly after.

The Fang Mansion's aggressive acquisition of the Golden Thread Carp has spread far and wide, even Linghu'an in Zhaonan Mansion has heard of it.

And in a few days.

A golden thread carp bought for 80 taels of silver was delivered to him.

"Crack!"

The jade chopsticks were broken into several pieces, Linghu An's body trembled slightly, looking at the golden thread carp in front of him frantically, he couldn't help standing up and shouting:

"Go and collect!"

"Purchase the golden thread carp that appears in the market, and pay any price."

"I……"

"Go back to Gu'an County!"

This object is related to whether he can go further, and it also sees traces of the realm of no leakage. Compared with it, gold and silver are just things outside the body.

If you can't receive...

Fangfu,

I'm afraid I'll have to go through it too!
He has no intention of competing with Fang Zheng for the position of overlord in Gu'an County. Zhaonan Mansion is where the Linghu family has its roots, but if it involves his future.

Linghu An didn't mind attacking Fangfu.

…………

night.

The stars dimmed.

The surroundings of the Fang Mansion were pitch black, only the lights inside the Fang Mansion were still burning, and there was even faint music playing, which made people involuntarily intoxicated by it.

"The one surnamed Fang will enjoy it."

A person appeared in the dark night, standing on the ridge and looking towards Fangfu:

"The big tree attracts the wind. Fangzheng has always been low-key in his work in the past few years, but recently he has become so arrogant that he almost rounded up the golden thread carp in the market."

"He doesn't even look at how much he weighs?"

"The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, be careful to burst your own stomach!"

"Yes." A hoarse voice sounded:
"That is the golden thread carp that can wash away serious and persistent diseases of the body. It is something that every Great Zhou Tian martial artist has tried their best to obtain. How can it not be hated if it is monopolized?"

"Hmph!" Someone snorted coldly:
"Isn't it because you can't afford the money?"

Someone shook his head: "One fish has already risen to 200 taels of silver. It's not that I can't afford it, but it's really not cheap. The gold thread carp that Paijiao buys from fishermen is only ten taels."

"Ten taels?" A female voice said disdainfully:

"That's because there is a lot of anti-religious power. Others dare not sell it. If you let the golden thread carp flow into the market, how much money can you see?"

"200 taels is not much, and it will be sold at a sky-high price after a while!"

"For the vast majority of Great Zhou Tian martial artists, a fish won't do much." The hoarse voice spoke again:
"but……"

"Fang's family is not small!"

"Indeed." Someone nodded:
"How much money does the surname Fang have? He used to be too low-key. It's only been a few days, and he threw out more than 2000 taels of silver without blinking. He opened a silver mine?"

"Stop talking so much!"

"Go ahead!"

"Kill the person surnamed Fang, and after finding out the things in Fang's mansion, I will share them equally, and then I will naturally know how much money he has."

"Not bad!"

The harmony sounded.

in the dark.

A flash of cold light emerged one after another, one after another silently leaped out, with murderous intent surging towards the still-lit Fang Mansion.

(End of this chapter)