Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 263 An Old Blacksmith
The woman felt the sudden strong murderous intent coming from behind her, took a deep breath, opened her mouth, turned around and looked behind her.

In front of the black shop door, a man in a white shirt, carrying a heavy sword on his back, was looking at him calmly.

There was no sign of any change in emotion in those deep eyes, but the hairs on the woman's body had completely stood up at this moment.

As a warrior with rich combat experience, he would only have such an obvious reaction when encountering a truly powerful warrior.

Pei Qian felt relieved, and ran to Fang Xuan's side, looking at the woman with a smile: "Aunt, this is Brother Long, follow him to the martial arts world, you don't have to worry."

The woman was silent.

Fang Xuan frowned immediately when he heard this.

I originally thought Pei Qian was in some trouble, but now it seems that it was just a scene where a naughty child wanted to see the world but was caught by the elders of the clan.

"I thought Brother Pei was in some danger. Since you are his elder, please do as you please!"

Fang Xuan explained to the woman, then turned around and went back into the store.

His backer just disappeared like that, and the grimace on Pei Qian's face froze instantly. Seeing his aunt staring at him with a serious face, Pei Qian said angrily: "Aunt, I was just joking with you!"

The woman, however, did not teach Pei Qian a lesson. Instead, her expression was very serious. She asked, "Xiao Qian, did you give him the 'Practice of Medicinal Herbs'?"

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, then nodded weakly and said in defense: "Aunt, Brother Long is definitely not a bad person, and I didn't give it to Brother Long, I just lent it to him for reference!"

The woman raised her right hand, paused in mid-air, and slowly placed it on the shoulder of Pei Qian, who was already pale with fear. "Do you know that if he had any intentions towards our Taixuan Sect, you would be dead now!"

As a warrior at the fourth level, he was too sensitive to the aura of strong men.

The woman understood the murderous intent that had just enveloped her, which would not have been possible without decisive killing and numerous life-and-death battles she had experienced.

Afterwards, Pei Qian boasted to his aunt about how Fang Xuan killed the warrior of the fourth level in the secret realm and how he defeated all the heroes.

The angry woman's face turned livid.

Emperor Taixuanzong had such a treacherous younger generation.

And this junior is actually the only son of the current head of Taixuan Sect!

My own nephew!

Seeing the woman lost in thought, Pei Qian asked tentatively, "Aunt, do you have any important mission when you go down the mountain? Can you take me with you? Otherwise, you can ask Brother Long to help you!"

"You go back to the sect right now, and I'll show you how to deal with you when I get back!"

The woman picked Pei Qian up again and turned to walk towards the street.

This time when the woman came down from Emperor Taixuanzong, she did have a mission, and of course it would be a convenient thing for her to find her nephew.

The light in the shop was very dim, with only the faint light emitted by two moonstones.

Fang Xuan glanced at the old man who was hammering something behind the counter.

The old man is very old, but even though his hair is white, his hand holding the hammer is still steady and strong.

Fang Xuan did not make any noise to disturb the other party. You Tongfu also looked at the two of them cautiously. They were both god-like figures, and he dared not offend either of them.

After looking for a while, the old man seemed to be blind and ignored Fang Xuan. Fang Xuan also looked around the store casually.

The shop is filled with treasures such as ironware, which are not particularly expensive even if they are sold on the market.

Suddenly, a shriveled corpse caught Fang Xuan's attention.

The corpse was not a warrior, but a monster, with all kinds of silver needles stuck into its body. "Don't touch it, it's not for sale!"

At this time, the old man put down the hammer in his hand, and his old voice echoed in the room flatly.

The old man looked indifferent, and after glancing at Fang Xuan, he started knocking again.

You Tongfu smiled and said, "Senior Ruan, I heard that you need a few warrior corpses recently, so I am here to deliver them to you."

The old man didn't even raise his eyelids, and snorted: "With your shabby stall, what good things can you get? Get out of here and don't affect my business."

You Tongfu was already familiar with the old man's temper, so he swallowed his saliva and continued, "Four bone Shuras, three wreckages, and one relatively intact. I heard that Senior Ruan was refining a corpse puppet, this..."

The old man suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "You can go now, the guest stays!"

"Okay, Senior Ruan, I won't bother you anymore!" You Tongfu's face lit up, he bowed flatteringly, and hurriedly fled out of the shop.

After You Tongfu left, the old man washed his hands, walked to Fang Xuan, stretched out his hand, and said, "Ruan Hong, a blacksmith."

Fang Xuan nodded slightly, "Longjing."

Ruan Hong was not angry about Fang Xuan's behavior. Instead, he looked at Fang Xuan a few more times with some curiosity.

Then, Ruan Hong waved his hand, and all the doors of the shop closed instantly, and the light in the room became brighter.

He stared at Fang Xuan with a sharp gaze, and a powerful energy slowly spread out from Ruan Hong's body.

Fang Xuan took out the corpses of four Bone Shuras from the incense bag and threw them on the ground casually.

"It was I who was wrong." Ruan Hong's eyes flashed with shock, and after a moment a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Fang Xuan didn't waste time talking to Ruan Hong, and said calmly: "Three remains and one complete body, how do you collect them?"

Fang Xuan actually didn't have a very accurate price for how much the remains of these four bone Shuras could be sold for. After all, even in the entire Dayang martial arts world, there were not many warriors who practiced this evil way.

Looking at Fang Xuan in front of him, Ruan Hong waved his finger, and a ray of light quickly flowed over the four remains. Then Ruan Hong smiled gently: "These four remains have your aura on them. How did you kill four Bone Shuras?"

Fang Xuan did not answer, but looked calmly at the old man in front of him with wrinkles on his face. The latter exuded a faint aura of danger. Although he looked like an inconspicuous old man in the shop, there was obviously a ruthless person behind him.

"I'm actually very curious, what do you collect the bodies of Bone Shura for? Are you going to make corpse puppets?" Fang Xuan adjusted his sitting position and looked at Ruan Hong with a smile.

The two looked at each other, and the time in the entire room seemed to stop at this moment.

After a few breaths, they both smiled at the same time.

Ruan Hong said with some disdain: "Corpse puppet? There are people who make such a shameful thing, and this old man still thinks it's dirty work.

Young man, you probably don’t know the terrifying potential contained in the human body. Forget it, I can’t talk to you about it.”

Ruan Hong waved his hands and gently waved his right hand, and the remains of the four bone Shuras were collected by the old man.

Then, a ball of light was wrapped in Ruan Hong's energy and slowly pushed in front of Fang Xuan.

"There are four remains. Three of them are of very poor quality, so they will cost you 10,000 Talisman Jades. The other one is not bad, so I'll give you 30,000 Talisman Jades, a total of 60,000 Talisman Jades. Please choose."

Fang Xuan directly put away the ball of light and said with a smile: "No need."

Seeing Fang Xuan being so decisive, Ruan Hong showed a smile of appreciation on his face and turned to walk into the shop.

"Close the door when you leave!"

(End of this chapter)