Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

When he stepped into the Fuyun Building, there were usually a steady stream of guests in the building, but now there was none of them.

Only a group of our own people were left, gathered together in twos and threes, not knowing what they were talking about.

When these people saw Guanshi Wu enter the door, all of them were surprisingly unanimous. They rushed up in front of Guanshi Wu, knelt down in unison, and burst into tears.

There are even some people who, when they hear the person next to them crying louder than themselves, immediately intensify their efforts and cry out with all their strength, you can't tell whether she is roaring or crying,

While weeping, everyone rushed to complain to Guanshi Wu about Yang Xuan's crimes, saying how vicious he was and how devoid of conscience he was. Unruly, they didn't even let go of their underwear before leaving.

Including Xiaotong, who was held hostage by Yang Xuan, was also pear blossoms and raining at the moment, with a face full of grief and indignation, tears falling down like she didn't want money, it seemed that she was so wronged and wronged.

When he came to Steward Wu, he turned sideways and said, "Look, he's still touching me. Huh..."

Steward Wu glanced at it, and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Why does it feel like it's getting bigger?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu you're swollen."

"Ahem..."

The white-bearded old man next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help coughing lightly, thinking to himself, damn it, is it time to take care of this now?

It was only at this time that Guanshi Wu remembered that there are still outsiders here.

So, his face changed into a serious expression: "What are you all doing, get rolled up, and stand while standing, don't you see any guests?"

Steward Wu walked in, and said without looking back, "Xiaolongbao, come and tell me what happened."

The girl Xiaotong who was held hostage by Yang Xuan immediately twisted her slender waist and her swollen buttocks, and limped to follow.

When he came to Guanshi Wu, he explained what Yang Xuan had done, embellishing it.

What she didn't expect was that after Wu Guanshi heard that Yang Xuan had taken away all the Spirit Stones that had been stored in his warehouse for more than nine months.

He just sat down, but immediately stood up, and the aura of the early stage of the profound realm exploded uncontrollably.

Xiao Tong, who was closest to him, was the first to bear the brunt of the shock and flew out.

Hitting against the blue light curtain in the attic, there was an instant cracking sound of bones shattering, and blood gushed out of his mouth, before he landed, he passed out.

The others didn't get any better, they flew upside down and hit the formation light curtain one after another, spurting blood all at once, and then passed out.

The whole room suddenly became quiet, and the only person who was not affected was the old man with the white beard.

"Who? Who is it? The old man wants to crush him."

I heard Guanshi Wu, whose hair crown was washed away in anger, with disheveled hair, roaring angrily.

That is the revenue that Fuyun Building needs to hand over to the Zhang family this year. In a few months, someone from the Zhang family will come and take it away.

But now it's all gone, and after selling him, he can't make up so many Spirit Stones.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Yang Xuan,

He had already changed into a new face dressed as a scholar, whistling, walking on the street in a happy mood, and the big knife in his hand was also replaced by a white folding fan.

When he turned a corner and saw the front of the Baifu Gate,

Lightly snorted!

In front of the door, there were actually two people guarding the door, one on the left and one on the right.

It can't be seen that the two of Han Gang moved very fast, and they looked a little bit.

Yang Xuan changed back to own, and walked towards the front of the mansion.

When the two Houtian Realm mortals at the door were bored, when they saw Yang Xuan approaching not far away, they became more energetic. They immediately raised their heads and stood upright, as if I were doing my duty .

As soon as Yang Xuan arrived at the door, he shouted respectfully in unison: "Yang Young Master!"

"Hmm! Very good."

Yang Xuan is in a good mood now, and he is satisfied with everything he sees.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

As he spoke, he took out a few bottles of Medicine Pill from the storage ring.

"Here is the marrow washing pill, and some medicine pills that can support you until you reach the aura level."

"Work hard, become a Practitioner as soon as possible, and the facade of the White House will be supported by you in the future."

"In addition to the resources that are usually received daily, if there is any contribution, there will be additional rewards."

The two looked at the Medicine Pill in their hands, their excited hands were shaking.

They are just mortals, why did they come all the way to this Wushuang city where there are so many masters and dangers are everywhere.

To put it bluntly, sometimes even if they don't offend others, once a master fights and happens to affect them nearby, it is estimated that they will be wiped out before they even have time to scream.

Those masters will not care about the life and death of mortals like them, they will do it as soon as they say it.

But knowing it was so dangerous, why did you come here? Just to fight for a chance to enter the Practitioner.

Seeing how excited they were, Yang Xuan could more or less guess how they felt.

This can't help but remind him of himself in his previous life. After graduating from university, he left his hometown and traveled thousands of miles to a strange first-tier big city. Under the high consumption, high housing prices and high competition, he was obviously so poor that he could only sleep on a Steamed bun. Still unwilling to leave.

Why? Isn't it just for a chance to get ahead?

"Well, I'll tell Han Gang later to set up a Practitioner training camp, and all mortals in the White Mansion can participate. This is an opportunity for everyone in the mansion to become a Practitioner."

"If you want, you can also sign up for it at that time."

After speaking, Yang Xuan's figure walked towards the mansion.

The two of them heard Yang Xuan's words, and when they came back to their senses, they were so excited that tears streamed down their faces. Without saying a word, they knelt on the ground facing Yang Xuan, and knocked down three times.

No one would have imagined that Yang Xuan's impromptu decision today would one day in the future, this Practitioner training camp, become the Yutian Academy that the whole continent wants to join.

A school dedicated to sending talents to the Yang Xuan forces, and as a student of the school, it is the highest honor to be able to enter the Yang Xuan forces.

...

Yang Xuan came to his own room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice, speeding up the replenishment of the previously consumed vitality.

Although along the way, the Cultivation Technique is also operating on its own, and a lot of vitality has gathered above Dantian, but if it is a battle, it will not be enough.

After a day and a night,

Yang Xuan Dantian's vitality was full again.

Although he suffered a few blows in the battle the day before yesterday, it was after all a collision with a strong person in the Profound Realm. After recovering from his injuries, he moved forward a little bit.

Sure enough, fighting is the main way of his cultivation!

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of the disadvantages of his Movement Technique Martial Skill "Babu Tianbabu: Zongyi".