Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Land of silver mines.

Yang Fang opened his eyes again, and after calming down his breath, he got up from the bed, then silently felt the numbness coming from his body, and opened the panel again after a while to check.

Name: Yang Fang

Lifespan: 22/150 years

Repair: super grade (920/15000)

Heart method: the ninth stage of Xuanwu True Kungfu (7800/28000), the fourth stage of Induction Jue (300/3600), the third stage of Golden Body Jue (5600/6000), the third stage of Leiyin Breathing Method (1000/9000)

Martial skills: Qingyun Step 1 (500/2000), Flaming Palm 1 (650/2500), Cross Fist Perfect, Facing the Void Step Perfect, River Splitting Knife 3 (1200/2400), Cloud Turning The second stage of the palm (1150/2400), the perfect Yin Shajian, the second stage of the Seven Emotions Jue (300/1200), the perfect double palm, the third stage of the Thunder Light Step (300/3000)

Qualification: Martial Arts Wizard (80/150)

"Super-grade realm is really difficult to practice, and 15 days only increased from the previous 850 experience points to the current 920 points."

Yang Fang said to himself.

In this way, after the next return, it would be better to directly practice martial arts in the real world.

With one's super-grade cultivation base, it is definitely faster to practice low-level spiritual-level martial arts.

It's like a high-level character going to brush a low-level copy.

Absolutely no difficulty.

Shortly after.

Yang Fang took out an ancient animal skin picture from his arms, and his eyes flickered.

After several twists and turns, this thing finally fell into his own hands.

Still thanks to Wu Sanjiang.

If it wasn't for Wu Sanjiang who came to deal with him, how could he happen to encounter such a thing.

"But where is the third god-seed? Could it be in the previous Wushen Town?"

Yang Fang thought about it.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to stay for a long time after getting the Dao map, otherwise, he could use the other two gods in his body to feel it carefully.

But fortunately, there is still a chance later.

After the limelight is over, sneak back to Wushen Town to feel it carefully.

After Yang Fang twiddled the Dao map carefully, he directly put it in the ring with great solemnity.

In addition to the harvest of this Dao map, there are also six boxes of gold, silver and jewelry in the ring.

Add up at least three to forty thousand taels of silver.

It can be said to get rich overnight!

Even Yang Fang himself didn't expect that the guys from the Azure Dragon Society were so rich.

"Then I have to find a time to reforge my armor."

Yang Fang looked at the iron demon armor lying quietly inside the ring, and thought to himself.

The war has started, and I may receive a mission from the sect at any time, so this matter must not be delayed.

Once he was sent to the front line, it was impossible to take the time to forge the armor.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the city to inquire and see if there are any suitable materials."

Yang Fang returned to the bed and continued to practice cross-legged.

Morning comes.

A thin mist rises.

The fires that had been burning all night were all extinguished.

The Zhuangzi in front of him was dilapidated, with black coke everywhere.

There was a strong aroma of barbecue in the air, making people sick.

Zhuangzi outside.

Qin Tianlie, the president of the Qinglong Society, who was tall and dressed in black, had a cold face, gnashed his teeth, the skin around his eyes kept shaking, and the anger in his chest was almost uncontrollable.

A group of masters from the Azure Dragon Society had rushed into the damaged Zhuangzi and began to search quickly.

One after another, charred and fuzzy corpses were continuously carried out.

"President, all the corpses have been carried out, but the faces of all the corpses are blurred. I don't know if there is a son inside?"

A master of the Azure Dragon Society said cautiously.

boom!

As soon as the words were finished, Qin Tianlie had already struck out a palm without any warning, and the master of the Azure Dragon Society vomited blood and flew all over the place like a sandbag.

"waste!"

Qin Tianlie shouted angrily.

The expressions of the other Azure Dragon Society masters changed, and they knelt down on the ground in unison, without saying a word.

"Where are Wu Sanjiang and Liu Bao? Have you been contacted?"

Qin Tianlie said coldly.

"Back to the president, not yet."

One person said bravely.

boom!

Qin Tianlie kicked out, and another person flew out violently backwards, smashing towards the distance.

"President Qin, it's better to appease the anger and hurt yourself!"

Beside him, a tall, thin, fair-faced old man, with long and narrow eyes, coughed lightly, and spoke.

Qin Tianlie's face was gloomy, he turned slowly to look at the old man, and said, "Can the evil organization have a way to revive my son?"

"Sorry, Young Master Ling didn't give his soul to my lord, my lord can't revive him."

The tall and thin old man shook his head lightly, and said with a smile, "However, I have a way. I can find out which is the corpse of Young Master Ling, and by the way, I can also find out what happened to Young Master Ling before he died? It depends on President Qin's willingness." Are you willing?"

"Okay, check it out for me immediately!"

Qin Tianlie gritted his teeth.

"President Qin first forced out a drop of blood essence."

The tall and thin old man smiled.

Without saying a word, Qin Tianlie drew up the dagger at his waist and swiped it directly at the palm of his hand.

Pooh!

Scarlet blood splashed and dripped down.

The tall and thin old man squeezed out a smile, walked up to Qin Tianlie, stretched out a thin finger to gently dip in Qin Tianlie's blood, put the blood on his palm, and then put his hands together, forming a mysterious and mysterious handprint.

boom!

A powerful and sinister aura instantly emanated from the tall and thin old man's body, so powerful that the temperature in all directions dropped rapidly, and the wind howled and hummed.

Then the old man's palm shone with green light, and he split his hands.

brush!

The drop of scarlet blood in his palm immediately flew out, rushed towards the row of fuzzy corpses in front of him, and landed directly on a horrible corpse on the far right.

Qin Tianlie's eyelids twitched, and he rushed to the fuzzy charred corpse and searched Qin Zheng's body.

After a while, his face became even more gloomy.

As expected, Dao Tu disappeared.

"President Qin, let me go for a while, the old man will continue to use the secret technique."

The tall and thin old man walked over, coughed lightly, and smiled.

Qin Tianlie stood aside without saying a word.

The tall and thin old man bent down, grasped Qin Zheng's blurred face with five fingers, squeezed Qin Zheng's head up suddenly, and then directly pierced the top of Qin Zheng's skull with another finger. It stirred quickly inside.

Not long after, a drop of dark white liquid came out directly from inside, filled with an unspeakable stench.

The old man forced a smile on his face and said, "President Qin, you swallow this thing!"

Whoosh!

With a flick of his fingers, the dark white liquid flew directly towards Qin Tianlie.

Qin Tianlie's face was gloomy, he opened his mouth directly, swallowed it in one gulp, and then closed his eyes to feel it.

boom!

In my mind, the picture was turbulent and the white mist was undulating.

In a blur, a tall and hazy black figure appeared.

He was dressed in ferocious armor, with a hazy face, holding a golden long sword, and flashed past.

brush!

Qin Tianlie opened his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and his pupils were red.

"It's him!"

In Nanshan city.

The flow of people seemed much less, and there was a bleak atmosphere.

In a large north-south connecting shop.

"The guest officer is looking for some metals that are harder than ghost iron?"

The shopkeeper raised his head and looked at Yang Fang.

"Yes, I wonder if there is one on the shopkeeper's side?"

Yang Fang asked.

"This... If there was a large piece half a year ago, it's a pity that someone bought it long ago. This kind of thing has always been rare. Every time it appears, it will be snapped up by people. The guest officer is late."

The shopkeeper shook his head.

"Then do you know which metals are harder than ghost iron?"

Yang Fang asked again.

Suddenly he took out a piece of two taels of silver from his pocket and gave it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly and did not refuse, saying: "To be honest, it is basically not much harder than Pluto iron. For most people, Pluto iron is the strongest metal. I only know two One is called Yin-Yang Black Iron, the other is called Black Demon Iron,

Both materials are very special. Yin-Yang black iron is the most suitable for casting swords. Once cast, true energy will be injected into the sword body. There will be both Yin-cold power and fiery power in the sword body, which can increase three-point power out of thin air.

But the black magic iron has no such advantages. The black magic iron is simply hard, and its wheel hardness is three times stronger than that of the Yin-Yang black iron. Ordinary iron shops can't forge it at all. Only some superpowers have the strength to forge this thing! "

"Dark Iron"

Yang Fang's face moved slightly, and he said, "Half a year ago, which one was in your shop?"

"It's black magic iron. It weighs more than three hundred catties. It was bought by Chen Chengfeng, the young master of the Yunying Academy of Shenwuzong, but he certainly won't be able to use such a big iron. If you are interested, you can ask him!"

The shopkeeper's smile.

"Okay, thank you."

Yang Fang nodded and left the place.

The shopkeeper took out the broken silver in his hand, looked at it again, and smiled slightly.

Two taels of silver is at least worth half a month's wages.

This money is too easy to earn!

far away.

Yang Fang frowned, thinking in his heart.

Cloud Eagle Court.

This is not an easy place to live.

He still remembers that when he went to report Wu Sanjiang before, apart from King Kong Academy making things difficult for him, the rest were Yunying Academy and Qingcheng Academy.

so!

He sighed in his heart and had to give up temporarily.

The big deal is to turn around and have a look.

Next, Yang Fang ran all over the shops in Nanshan City.

Although I encountered a piece of Yin-Yang black iron, it was a pity that it was too little, only about thirty catties.

Far from meeting his needs.

dusk.

There was another commotion in Nanshan City.

"Get out of the way!"

"The Xu family dares to harbor people from evil organizations, and their crimes should be punished, and the family will be exterminated today!"

"My lord wronged me, we didn't hide it, we are all good people."

Pooh!

ah!

Blood splattered.

There was a scream in the distance.

A large group of martial artists rushed into a large courtyard, massacring and cleaning.

There were not many people in all directions, and they were all fleeing in panic, closing their stalls and running away quickly, lest they would encounter twists and turns.

Yang Fang frowned, and dodged to one side, almost being hit by the crowd.

He looked up.

I saw a mess not far away, fighting broke out, bang bang, and even the walls were smashed.

Obviously unwilling to wait for death, the martial masters of the Xu family rushed out and directly fought with the minions of Shenwuzong.

However, with the attack of a tenth-rank master of the Shenwuzong, the Patriarch of the Xu family was soon taken down.

"You guys, the Vajra Institute is planted and framed, and you will get retribution!"

Patriarch Xu's face was painful, and he shouted angrily.

"Retribution? It's a joke. You colluded with evil organizations before, and dare to say that we will get retribution. How can there be such a reason?"

The tenth-rank master of Shenwuzong who was the leader had a serious look on his face.

boom!

He landed his palm on the forehead of the Patriarch of the Xu family, bursting with energy, killing him on the spot like patting a watermelon.

"father!"

"master!"

The rest of the people cried out.

"Kill them all!"

The tenth-rank master of Shenwuzong waved coldly.

"yes!"

Puff puff!

ah!

Suddenly there was a terrible carnage in the street.

Yang Fang didn't say a word, after taking a look, he turned and left.

The tenth-rank master of Shenwuzong suddenly raised his head, looked directly at Yang Fang, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and shouted sharply, "Stop!"

Whoosh!

His body jumped up and rushed directly towards Yang Fang's side, five fingers grabbed Yang Fang's back shoulder like lightning.

boom!

Yang Fang turned his long sword, without looking at it, and the scabbard directly hit the palm of the master of Shenwuzong. The terrifying force made the opponent's face change, he let out a muffled groan, and his body immediately flew upside down, falling down After more than ten meters away, he backed up, his arm tingling.

The others were all taken aback, and rushed out one after another, quickly helping the tenth-rank expert.

"Who are you? How dare you become an enemy of Shenwuzong?"

The tenth-rank expert shouted in shock, covered his right arm, and looked at Yang Fang.

"When did I become an enemy of Shenwuzong? I was just passing by. Did I also break the law?"

Yang Slow turned back slowly and said in a cold voice.

"Presumptuous, why would you run away if there are no ghosts? I think you are also a member of an evil organization!"

The tenth-rank expert shouted angrily.

Yang Fang's eyes were indifferent, he didn't say much, and turned around to leave.

The tenth-rank master's face turned livid, his arms twitched, and he stared at Yang Fang's figure.

Damn it!

How dare you ignore yourself!

"Brother, do you want to report to the sect?"

A person next to him said in a low voice.

"Walk!"

The tenth-rank master clutched his arm and left with resentment.

After coming back.

After thinking about it, Yang Fang decided to visit Heipan City again.

There is the largest black market and auction in Bai Zeyu in Heipan City, and there must be more opportunities there.

In fact, taking a step back, he still has a choice.

That is to return to the Zongmen and entrust Song Shumei to go to Yunying Academy for her to ask.

Only in this way, Yang Fang would easily be assigned other tasks by his master.

Now that he has been transferred to guard the silver mine, his master will not remember him as a No. 1 disciple for a while, but once he dares to wander around in front of Song Jinlun, then Song Jinlun will definitely arrange him.

After all, it is time to employ people.

Watching the setting sun in the distance, Yang Fang made up his mind and set off again immediately.

Much like before, the river was not calm.

Large ships were patrolling back and forth, searching for some people who deliberately ran away, and on the other hand, guarding against the ambush of some murlocs.

Although those murlocs left Nanshan City in a short period of time, God knows if they will dive in again from the bottom of the water.

The two cities previously occupied by them were captured by them without any precaution.

It is naturally impossible for Nanshan City to suffer the same loss now.

In the awning boat.

Yang Fang sat cross-legged quietly and went down the water.

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three days later.

In Heipan City, it was still extremely prosperous.

It seems that the chaos outside does not affect here.

All kinds of businesses and shops stood in great numbers, and there were a lot of people, and bursts of shouts kept ringing out.

"Seed cake!"

"Donkey roll!"

Most of the people coming and going on the street looked moist and relaxed, without any signs of panic. Most of them were even martial arts masters, and everyone had good martial strength.

Zhang Ji Iron Shop.

It covers a huge area, about 300 square meters.

The rammed ground, various kinds of ores piled up in a mess, and the people coming and going to buy weapons made this place very lively in the whole Heipan City.

"How about this piece of black magic iron?"

Zhang Tianlin, who is tall and muscular, looked at Yang Fang with a smile on his face.

Yang Fang's eyes were amazed. Looking at the huge iron mine on the ground, the long sword was lightly tapped on it, clanging.

At least four to five hundred catties!

"How much?"

"One price, five thousand taels of silver, no bargaining!"

Zhang Tianlin smiled.

Since this item arrived at their shop, no one has been able to refine it.

Firstly, it was too heavy, and secondly, it was burned in the fire for seven days and seven nights, but the object remained completely unchanged.

It is too difficult to melt this thing.

Instead of putting it in the shop as a display, it is better to sell it directly.

"So expensive?"

Yang Fang frowned.

"It's not expensive brother, but in the hands of useful people, this thing is priceless!"

Zhang Tianlin patted Yang Fang on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"That is to say, it is not easy to melt this thing, right?"

Yang Fang asked.

"This...hehe, it depends on your ability."

Zhang Tianlin laughed.

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