Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

  Chapter 105 Mid-to-Late Stage Seven! (Please subscribe!)

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  The medicine barrel boiled, and the strange tingling pain was continuously transmitted to the meridians in Yang Fang's body, stimulating the growth of Xuanwu Zhenqi, and also made his brows frown and relax from time to time.

   Medicinal bath is like this.

  Every time there is a feeling of electric shock.

  Forcibly compared, it is a bit like a lighter electric shock device in the real world has hit the skin.

   Fortunately, he is already familiar with this feeling.

   Renren passed away.

  A warm and rich heat flow quickly emerged from Yang Fang's body, spreading towards the limbs, walking through the unique meridians over and over again.

   A long time has passed.

  His eyes suddenly opened, showing joy.

   "Middle and late stage seven!"

  Yang Fang secretly thought.

  When he was in Xuanwuzong before, he was only two medicine baths away from entering the middle stage of the seventh rank.

   After arriving at the iron shop, more than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

  Finally let him make another breakthrough!

  Repair: Seventh Grade Middle Stage (725/1000)

  Heart method: Xuanwu True Kung Fu fourth stage (2900/4000)

   "It's the middle and late stages of the seventh rank, and it's not far from the late seventh rank."

   "But the time of each medicated bath is too long."

   "Two hours."

  I thought that with the improvement of qualifications, the time of medicinal bath would be shortened.

   I didn't expect it to be the same as before.

His daily time now is not only to practice mental skills, but also to practice martial arts, blacksmithing, and by the way, he has to buy medicated baths. Sometimes the ingredients for medicated baths are sold out, and he has to wait for two more days. In short, he is busy every day , the schedule is very full.

but!

  Receipts are also unusually large these days.

  Not to mention that his cultivation has entered the middle and late stages of the seventh rank, and even the [Cross Fist] has reached the level of the first level (380/600).

  Cross boxing is divided into five realms.

  One weight is more mysterious and profound than the other.

  With Yang Fang's aptitude, it took two days to develop the feeling, and the rest of the time was spent basically refreshing his proficiency.

besides!

  In the past few days, he has secretly cast a small part of the Iron Demon armor.

   After all, this is an armor that can increase one's own strength by three to five times.

   No matter what, it is absolutely worthwhile to make it.

  Yang Fang got up from the medicine barrel, looked at the sky, changed into a suit of clothes, and walked towards the iron shop in the front hall again.

  Every time the Iron Demon armor is cast, it basically chooses to start at night.

   After all, he didn't want to attract the attention of other blacksmiths.

   But in the final analysis, this is still under Tan Guanshi's nose.

   At first, Guanshi Tan was really curious about what Yang Zao was building, but after watching it a few times in secret, he found that he was only building some weapons, so he no longer cared about it.

Again.

  As long as Yang Fang is honest, he doesn't mind raising Yang Fang like a pig.

   "Master Yang."

  Outside the door, Zhang Xiaobao huddled into a ball from the cold, squatting in the corner, saw Yang Fang go out, and greeted him directly.

   "Little Treasure, don't wait outside the door starting tomorrow. It's very cold at night. Go back and rest."

  Yang Fang responded.

"But."

  Zhang Xiaobao flinched a little.

   "It's okay, I can take charge of this matter."

  Yang Fang's tone was light.

   "Yes, thank you, Master Yang!"

  Zhang Xiaobao was overjoyed, bowed again and again, turned and left.

  Yang Fang continued to walk to the front hall.

  The night is dead.

  The road fire in the shop is still burning, and it is burning very vigorously.

  Yang Fang took out the ghost iron and threw it into the stove. Instead, he added a few ingredients he had obtained before, and the fire suddenly ignited, directly increasing it by several times.

   This is the role of the fire dragon blood and the fire demon heart.

   These two ingredients can enhance the fire and make the dark iron dissolve faster.

   Without adding these two things, even if it burns for three days and three nights, it is impossible for the iron to burn red.

   But with the addition of these two things, the ghost iron will turn red and become castable in just half an hour.

   This is also the reason why the Iron Demon Armor is invulnerable to fire and water.

   Once wearing this battle armor in the future, Yang Fang will not suffer the slightest damage even if he is standing in a sea of ​​fire.

  clang! clang! clang!

  A heavy iron strike sounded again in the shop.

   In a flash, the first half of the night passed.

   The sound of hammering iron stopped completely.

  A knee pad that has been formed on the iron tongs is shining with scarlet light.

  Yang looked forward with confidence, and did not quench it immediately, but waited for it to cool for a while.

   Half an hour has passed.

  He just clamped the kneepad and put it into the sink on one side.

   Zizi

   There was a burst of quenching sound, and white water vapor came out quickly, and the whole water tank seemed to be boiling. It was still full of water, but half of it was evaporated in an instant.

  Yang Fang took out the contents again, and immediately smiled, extremely satisfied.

  I saw that the entire kneepad was pitch black, exquisite and exquisite, and the surface was covered with sharp barbs.

   Under the reflection of the torch, there was a strange light shining.

  The weight alone is more than ten catties, heavier than ordinary swords.

   "The knee pad of the left knee is also completed, and the other parts are next"

  Yang Fang talked to himself.

   "Brother Yuan is really polite."

  Suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter sounded, and he said, "It's my honor for Chief Zhao to be able to see me. How dare I ask too much?"

As soon as this voice sounded, another chuckling voice sounded immediately, "What did Guanshi Tan say? Tan Guanshi has worked hard and made great achievements. Naturally, our Tianlong Gang will not treat Tan Guanshi badly. After the shop is in hand in the future, Tan Guanshi will still be an iron man. Owner of the shop, just, please keep Tan Guan’s affairs secret, and don’t let anyone know that the shop belongs to my Tianlong Gang, after all, the owner of the shop doesn’t want to attract other people’s attention.”

   "Don't worry, no one will know about this matter."

   Steward Tan smiled.

"That's good."

  The middle-aged man next to him laughed.

   Now there are no longer a few people staring at the iron shop.

   In name, this shop still belongs to Xuanwuzong.

   But it's true!

  Tan Guanshi, who is in charge of the shop, has completely joined the Tianlong Gang tonight.

   In this way, the Tianlong Gang is equivalent to borrowing chickens to lay eggs.

   Misfortune will be borne by Xuanwuzong.

  The benefits will be obtained by the Tianlong Gang.

   The two of them laughed as they walked, suddenly stopped and turned their heads together.

  I saw only one corridor.

  Yang Fang was carrying a package on his back, avoiding it from a distance, and walked quickly.

   Guanshi Tan frowned, staring at Yang Fang, then gradually relaxed and regained his composure.

  The middle-aged man next to him squinted his eyes, staring at Yang Fang closely.

   "Guan Tan?"

   "Don't worry, he's just a wimp, I'll warn him."

   Tan Guanshi said lightly.

   "That's fine, I hope there will be no problems at this juncture."

  The middle-aged man responded.

   "I'll send Brother Yuan off."

   Manager Tan smiled.

   "There is Lao Tan in charge."

  The middle-aged man smiled.

   The two gradually drifted away and left the gate of the mansion.

  After the middle-aged man got into the carriage, Tan Guanshi gradually retracted his gaze and turned to look towards the shop. After thinking about it, he immediately stepped forward and walked towards the back hall.

  Inside the room.

  Yang Fang carefully hid the armor, lying on the bed, his heart sank.

  He heard from his heart that he had tried his best to avoid it before.

   But unexpectedly, he still bumped into him.

  Suddenly, subtle footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

  Yang Fang blinked his eyes, flicked his fingers, extinguished the candle, and pretended to be sound asleep.

  The footsteps are getting closer and closer, approaching the door.

  A sharp knife passed through the crack of the door, inserted it directly, landed on the door bolt, and slowly turned the door bolt.

   creak.

  The bolt was moved away little by little.

   Then, the door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

  The thin and tall Guanshi Tan was wearing a long robe, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a cigarette stick in the other, looking at Yang Fang who was already sleeping soundly on the bed.

  With a blank face and slightly closed eyelids, he walked into the room.

  It's like going to your own house.

   Sit straight down on a chair.

  Click, click.

  The sound of smacking the cigarette holder sounded slowly.

   Tan Guanshi gasped, looking at Yang Fang who was pretending to be asleep on the bed, "Junior Brother Yang, stop pretending, you see it when you see it, why is that so?"

  Yang Fang remained motionless, snoring still.

   Guanshi Tan continued to smack his cigarette holder, spit out a series of eye circles, making the whole room pungent.

   His voice sighed, saying,

   "To be honest, the two of us got along fairly well during this period of time. There are some things that I really don't want to do. Brother Yang, do you know how many disciples came from the sect before you?"

He took a deep breath, saw that Yang Fang was still unresponsive, and said to himself, "A total of eighteen people came, without exception, and they all died in the end, only I was still alive. Of course, in order not to To attract the attention of the Zongmen, I was also 'attacked' several times and suffered several traumas,

  I know this still raises suspicions, but I'm not afraid.

   Know why?

  Because I know that the group of old people are better at enjoying themselves than each other, and hiding in the sect will bring countless benefits, and no one dares to take risks.

  Anyone who dared to come out was basically dead, and most of them were betrayed by me.

  So I became the only person in charge of this iron shop. I want to kill someone. No one in the sect can keep him, including you!

  Junior Brother Yang, do you want to be the next dead person? "

   Guanshi Tan watched Yang Fang calmly.

  Yang Fang was sleeping soundly and did not respond.

   Guanshi Tan has been watching Yang Fang quietly.

  As long as Yang Fang dares to ask him any conditions, he will kill Yang Fang without hesitation.

gradually.

   Guanshi Tan loosened his brows, continued to smoke the pipe, made a rattling sound, and said, "You are a smart man who knows how to endure. This is very good. I don't know how much better than those dead people.

  Before I said so much to you, I hope you can remember that in this shop, I am the one who can truly control your life and death. From now on, you should be a deaf-mute. "

Snapped! Snapped!

  He knocked the iron smoke pot lightly on the table on one side, making a low sound.

   Manager Tan didn't stay any longer, but got up and left directly.

   When leaving, he also took the door with him.

  Yang Fang remained motionless and continued to sleep soundly.

   It wasn't until the sound of footsteps could no longer be heard in his ears that his eyes suddenly opened, and the dim light flickered.

  What a ruthless guy!

This is

warn?

threaten?

   After a while, he sighed softly in his heart.

   "There is still half a month. After half a month, my Iron Demon armor should be completely cast. At that time, I can leave directly."

   It is no longer necessary for him to stay in Xuanwuzong.

   During this period of time, his accent problem has been completely transformed.

   In addition, there is a human skin mask on the face to cover up.

   Now, even if he sneaks into Bailuo City, others will only think that he is a native.

  Yang Fang got up from the bed and continued to practice cross fist.

   Hurrah!

  In the room, afterimages roared, fists were as strong as the wind.

  Cross fist, the highest profound meaning, is to break one's breath!

  Punching out the strength of the fist can destroy all the enemy's true qi and internal qi resistance, and directly reach the meridians and internal organs.

  Any defense of true qi and inner qi is useless.

  When he killed Bai Chengfeng before, Bai Chengfeng's cross punch was only practiced to the third level!

   is far from reaching the level of destroying everything.

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