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

Chapter 41 I want to see the higher world
"Huh? What's the matter?"

All of a sudden, the four people in Yixiantian all turned their gazes and raised their ears to look at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan took out a black scripture from his sleeve, placed it on the stone table in front of him, and said:

"This is the Dragon Whale Technique, a line of sky, and water monkey. If you use it to practice it, what state you can reach depends on your own destiny. As for A Ming, if you want to practice it, you can practice it, but if you want to study and test for fame, you You can also choose to quit reading with peace of mind.”

As soon as he said this, Yixiantian and Water Monkey were immediately overjoyed.

Chen Jingming was startled for a moment, then nodded, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Fang Xuan's eyes fell on Chu Chong, and he said in a deep voice: "As for Ah Chong, your temper is too fierce, and it is not suitable for the Dragon Whale Skill, but more suitable for the Running Tiger Skill. You might as well wait a little longer. If I can get the Running Tiger Technique later, it won’t be too late for you to practice it.”

Chu Chong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want."

Fang Xuan hummed, then glanced across the faces of the four water monkeys, and said:

"In the future, I won't pay as much attention to the gang's affairs as I did before. The business of the major stalls will be troublesome to the four of you.
However, I hope that the four of you can put more thoughts on practice. As for the affairs of the gang, if you can leave it to Li Shen and Pang Xun, leave it to them. It’s just that they secretly do more. It doesn't matter if you get some silver coins. "

As soon as this was said.

The four of them couldn't help but look at each other, their hearts pounding.

"Brother Xuanxuan, do you want to withdraw from the world?" Water Monkey asked cautiously.

Fang Xuan raised his head and looked at the blue sky, smiled slightly and said:

"No, I want to see the higher world."

in the city.

Anning Mountain, located on the mountainside.

The red lanterns that used to hang on the vermilion gate of the Yang Mansion were all replaced by white lanterns with the word "Dian" hanging on them.

On the eaves and beams of each palace, bunches of white soul flags were slightly blown by the cold wind.

The servants and maids who came in and out were all covered in white linen, bent over on tiptoes, walking in a hurry and saying nothing.

A black coffin hovered quietly in the center of the lobby.

Behind the coffin, there is a black tea table with two chairs.

"Master Wang, have you seen Zheng'er's condition?"

An old man wearing white linen outside his luxurious brocade clothes spoke with a tired look on his face.

Sitting on the seat next to him, a burly silver-haired old man nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Yang, I saw Azheng's wounds. Although he was killed by a single knife, the incision was rough, and the parts where the flesh and bones were separated were mostly flesh and bone fragments. Obviously, the person who killed him was not proficient in the art of the sword, and only used pure and fierce skills to kill him. Power, cut it open.”

"Then what kind of cultivation level does this person have?" The old man in brocade clothes wearing white linen asked.

The burly old man known as Master Wang gently stroked his beard, hesitated slightly and then said:

"The person who killed Azheng must have been in the country for a long time, because although ordinary warriors who entered the country could kill Azheng, they would never be able to split him in half so easily!
He even used the power of his fingers to unknowingly break the hearts of the other two officers!

Those who can have such means must at least have the cultivation level of the middle stage of the first level of heaven, or the cultivation level of the late stage of the first level of heaven! "

"Is it the middle or late stage of the first day?"

Yang Jiang narrowed his eyes, and a trace of evil spirit flashed from his eyes.

"Master Wang, although my Zheng'er does not live up to expectations and his character is indeed a bit naughty, in the final analysis, he is my son, Yang Jiang! He must not be killed for no apparent reason!"

"So, Master Wang, I have to trouble you.
Whoever killed Zheng'er will have to pay with blood, and the whole family will have to pay with their lives! "

The burly old man stood up, cupped his hands and said:
"I will do my best!"

After the burly old man strode away, Yang Jiang took a deep breath, looked at a young man standing behind him, and said coldly:

"Did those officials who ate wontons with Zheng'er say anything last night?"

The young master hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "Dad, no matter how tortured you are, you still keep the same rhetoric, saying that Adi chased a woman from Dongcheng last night, but the rain last night was too heavy, and she was too far away. , the woman’s appearance is not clear.”

"Is that so?"

Yang Jiang narrowed his eyes, then said coldly:
"Zheng'er likes to be pompous and in groups. They usually claim to be Zheng'er's best brothers, so let's send them down to accompany Zheng'er."

"Yes!" The young man resigned.

Suddenly, Yang Jiang was the only one left in the entire lobby.

He raised his head and looked into the boundless void, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, Yang Jiang stood up and stood in front of the coffin, looking down.

In the coffin, a hideous and ugly corpse with the two sides of the body forcibly sewn together by needles and threads, and more than half of the entire face eaten by wild dogs, was lying quietly, exuding a sense of gloom.

Yang Jiang, who was already over 60 years old, reached out and gently brushed the coffin, with a flash of sadness in his eyes and murmured to himself:

"Son, daddy hasn't talked to you for a long time.

In the past, your father always scolded you for being idle and not doing your job properly, saying that you had no future, but in fact, the one who loves you the most is you. He will never scold you again in the future, okay?

Son, you like pomp and excitement, and like a group of people to surround you and support you, so daddy will send all the friends around you down to accompany you.

How come my son is dead and these people can still live well?

If you like women, on the day you are buried, your father will seize ten women and bury them with you. My son has lived a life of luxury up there, and he will not be able to live a shabby life after he is buried. "

Yang Jiang spoke slowly, his whole body slowly hunched over.

At this moment, he no longer seemed to be the powerful tycoon in Pingjiang City, but an ordinary old man in his sixties who lost his son in his later years.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Jiang pulled up the white cloth covering the body, covering the face that was more than half eaten away. The grief in his eyes turned into a cold murderous intent.

"Son, is the road down there very windy? Is it cold? Don't be afraid, daddy will send the person who killed you down to be with you soon!"

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Yang Zheng's death was like a big stone falling into a lake. Even if it caused huge waves, it would eventually calm down.

The entire East City has returned to its former noisy and lively appearance.

Just slightly different.

The fishermen were surprised to find that Fang Xuan, the bully who once dominated the entire East City and bullied the market, not only did not push the envelope or intensify his efforts after becoming the leader of the hall, he actually seemed to have disappeared and was not seen all day long.

On the contrary, Water Monkey, one of the four kings under him, has emerged in Dongcheng and seems to have become Fang Xuan back then, leading a group of people to cheer and support him all day long.

And the other three.

Xiantiantian began to accompany his mother-in-law on sightseeing tours every day, waiting for the birth of his own child later in the year, and rarely interfered in world affairs.

The big-eyed boy Chen Jingming seemed to have finally made a decision, put down the knife in his hand, and picked up the scroll again.

As for Chu Chong, he has returned to his original solitary self, practicing and honing his muscles almost every day.

He has an independent temperament and is not interested in beauty, money, or wine, but he is obsessed with martial arts!
Except for Fang Xuan, he rarely interacted with people.

This made some old fishermen who watched Fang Xuan and the five grow up feel a little sad.

These five children seemed to be taking different paths.

Outside Pingjiang City, there is an inlet. Wow——!
A tall and burly man standing on the majestic shore walked out of the water naked.

He has messy black hair all over his head, every muscle on his bronze skin is well-proportioned and well-proportioned, with hideous scars criss-crossing him, and his red-phoenix eyes have neither joy nor sadness.

Every step he took was steady, and his eyes seemed to contain endless pressure. You could only feel a strong sense of oppression coming towards your face, and you couldn't help but feel your heart palpitate.

"瓓."

Fang Xuan spoke silently.

In an instant, a drop of ink fell in front of his eyes, blurring into lines of small characters.

[Kung Fu: Dragon Whale Kung Fu (Enter the Hall)]

【Progress: 200/500】

[Method of growth: Hold whale blood in your mouth, fight the waves with your body, develop satin-skinned hammer muscles, and grow your own dragon tendons! 】

[Introduction: Walking on the waves, you can move mountains! 】

Fang Xuan looked at the panel displayed on the black basket and couldn't help but smile.

During this half month, Fang Xuan was either practicing the Whale Sand Palm in the backyard of his home or the Liver Dragon Whale Skill in the middle of the Pingjiang River almost every day!

Perhaps it was due to the torrential rain half a month ago that the entire Pingjiang River was constantly surging. He fought the waves in the Pingjiang River every night, and his strength almost doubled day by day. He finally completed five points of the Dragon Whale Skill today. of two!

"Dragon Whale Skill!"

Fang Xuan shouted lowly.

Rumble——!
In an instant, the energy and blood in Fang Xuan's body flowed like a surging river, swimming through his limbs and bones, making waves and roaring sounds!

The surface of his skin was covered with a thin layer of gold film, as if he was wearing a body-hugging golden armor!
The black shark patterns that were originally on his arms now covered his entire arms!

The bone-chilling wind in the middle of winter blew on his body, as if it had turned into a soft spring breeze, bringing him no chill at all.

"In the middle of the first day, King Kong is indestructible!"

Fang Xuan reached forward and grabbed a palm-sized pebble from the mud.

Use your fingers slightly.

Bang.

In an instant, the palm-sized pebble turned into countless powder, flowing out from his fingers like sand.

Fang Xuan once again picked up the long knife beside him and slashed it across his chest!

laugh--!
A series of sparks flew up on his chest!

"Is this the first day of the middle stage? Invulnerable to cold and heat, invulnerable to weapons and bullets. In addition, my five senses, reflexes, speed, etc. have all been significantly improved."

Fang Xuan's eyes flashed, and he could feel very clearly that his strength now had almost doubled compared to half a month ago!
Back when he was in Feng Yue Tower in the South Hall, he could use the Whale Sand Palm to knock Uncle Yuan back three steps and open his mouth to vomit blood.

But he was confident that if he were allowed to fight against Uncle Yuan who had also entered the country at this moment.

He only needed a simple punch to knock down the old and frail Uncle Yuan, who had half of his foot in the coffin, and the other foot in the coffin!

"In a month at most, Zheng Juexiong will return from the North. I must push my martial arts cultivation to the late stage of the First Heaven Pass within this month!

And this requires at least increasing the progress of "Dragon Whale Skill" to 400! "

Fang Xuan took a deep breath, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

As his cultivation level increased, he did not despise Zheng Juexiong, but became more and more aware of the terrifying aspects of Zheng Juexiong.

He has just reached the middle stage of the first day, and he is already so strong.

Zheng Juexiong, as a strong martial arts expert in the first day of Guan Dachuan, is afraid that once all his energy and blood burst out, wouldn't he be no different from a ferocious beast in human form?
"After climbing this mountain, there are higher mountains. You still have to work hard to become stronger."

After some thought, Fang Xuan breathed out lightly, picked up a pot of wine from the ground, and was about to open his mouth to drink it when he seemed to notice something was wrong and couldn't help but frown.

"What's going on? In recent times, this wine has been placed on this shore, why is it always missing half of it for no reason?"

Fang Xuan shook the wine bottle with only half a bottle of wine left, frowning.

This is not the first time this has happened.

Since half a month ago, he found that every time he brought wine, there would always be less wine for no reason.

At first he thought it was an illusion, but today he was careful and didn't drink a sip of the wine he brought.

However, the wine was still half missing.

"Someone stole the wine?"

Fang Xuan's mind moved slightly, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Huh——! Keep practicing!"

Fang Xuan said loudly as if he was talking to himself, and then took another step into the river, slowly diving down.

In the river, Fang Xuan's eyes suddenly opened, staring closely at the shore.

About half the time of burning incense has passed.

Not far away, deep in a pile of reeds as tall as a person, a rustling sound suddenly came from the depths.

I saw bundles of reeds shaking and moving to both sides.

Immediately afterwards, a slender, tall, fair-skinned figure was seen sneaking out with his waist hunched.

The slender figure came to the place where Fang Xuan kept the wine alertly. He looked around first, and after seeing no one, he finally relaxed his vigilance, straightened his waist, and picked up the wine bottle like a kitten. Put it to the tip of your nose and smell it.

"Hehe, what a good wine!"

The slender figure smiled toothily, unscrewed the wine cork, and prepared to drink.

In an instant.

"You're such a thief, did you steal the wine into Fang's hands?"

A loud shout exploded instantly like thunder!

The slender figure was instantly frightened out of his wits. He threw away the wine bottle and turned around to get into the reeds.

A big hand with distinct joints had already grasped her shoulder.

"Tell me! Why did you steal Fang's wine?"

Fang Xuan's face was filled with evil spirits, and his eyes were filled with fierce gleams.

The slender figure turned back stiffly. When he saw this, he couldn't help but shrink his head. Then he straightened his chest without fear and retorted with a red face:

"Bah, bah, bah! Can you call someone who drinks alcohol a thief?"

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