Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Yang felt relieved and fell into hesitation.

"How much money can I exchange for a tael of silver?"

"Ten thousand yuan is exchanged for one tael. Note, I am not using the real silver price!"

Jiangnan guest responded.

Yang Fang was secretly speechless.

It's a money grab!

In reality, the price of silver is very cheap.

But he has no choice now, he just killed someone not long ago, once the other party's brother finds out, he will not be able to eat and walk around.

After hesitating again and again, Yang Fang still decided to buy a bottle of Qi Yang Pill first, and then buy a Shadowless Sword, and then exchange it for three taels of silver. It will cost a total of 170,000 yuan.

His heart suddenly felt bitter.

This is what he earned from working hard for two years. For the past two years, he was reluctant to eat and wear clothes in order to save money to buy a house, but now he is being emptied out all at once, and he feels uncomfortable.

He quickly responded to what Jiangnan Ke himself needed in the group.

"Okay, pay the first 50,000 yuan first, and pay the rest after you get the item next time you come back!"

Jiangnan guest responded.

This is good!

Yang felt relieved to be secretly happy.

In this way, even if he is cheated, he will not lose too much.

Jiang Nanke gave Yang Fang an account, and Yang Fang directly transferred 50,000 yuan to it.

"Brother, just remember to go to Wanfu Chamber of Commerce to find Wang Donglai, password: Odd changes and even remains unchanged, and the symbols look at the quadrant!"

Jiang Nanke warned again.

"OK!"

Yang Fang responded.

Next, everyone chatted again, discussing various situations and gangs in the Black Iron settlement.

Without saying a word, Yang Fang dived the whole time, watching all this silently.

I have to say that people in the group can indeed chat.

We chatted from eight o'clock in the evening until late at night.

Yang Fang has captured a lot of information, and he has learned more about the black iron settlement. In general, the entire black iron settlement has a population of 70,000 to 80,000, which is extremely complicated.

next morning.

Yang Fang continued to work with thick dark circles under his eyes.

When he looked at the familiar mental institution, he felt extremely emotional.

No one knows the real thoughts of these mental patients without experiencing some things personally. Perhaps only the world of these mental patients is the real world.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

In two days, he tried his best to understand some things about time travel.

Just after getting off work on the third night, Yang Fang felt a burning tingling sensation from the skin of his left hand, startled, and quickly rolled up his sleeve.

0 day 0:9:58.

57 seconds

56 seconds

"here we go again."

It has only been two days since the time travel started again.

He immediately looked at the time on his phone, it was 07:25 in the evening, not much different from last time.

This made him wonder if it would be this point every time he travels from now on.

Yang Fang immediately walked to the bed, took off his shoes, and began to lie down quietly.

Not long after, a strong dizziness emerged from him, his eyelids became extremely heavy, and his body began to sink infinitely, as if sinking into an invincible vortex. It took a long time before this feeling disappeared again.

Before his eyes, the oil lamp flickered.

The smell of burning clothes kept coming.

Yang Fang suddenly got up from the bed, panting heavily, as if he just came out of the pool, and looked around.

It is still the dilapidated house from before.

The clothes in the brazier had just been burned.

It all seemed so short ago.

"Looking at it this way, two days have passed in reality, and here it is at most half an hour to an hour."

Yang Fang whispered.

It's weird.

It really feels like an online game.

He looked at the panel again.

Name: Yang Fang

Lifespan: 21/32 years old

Repair: not entered (20/30)

Mind Method: Getting Started with Yang Yan Jue (6/100)

Martial Arts: Gale Thirteen Swords Mastery (1/300)

Qualifications: Terrible (3/5)

Nothing has changed on the panel.

The swordsmanship and internal strength he cultivated in reality cannot change the panel here.

It is equivalent to saying that the cultivation in reality is completely in vain.

He directly picked up the rusty iron sword and practiced in the room again.

After one practice, the first half of the night passed.

Gale Thirteen Swords entered proficiency (17/300).

Yang Fang exhaled softly, and began to lie down to rest.

Early the next morning.

He took a special day off and rushed to Wanfu Chamber of Commerce.

The entire Wanfu Chamber of Commerce is extremely grand, located in the downtown area, with a wide lintel, tall pine walls, and a pile of large stone lions in front of the door, exquisitely carved, majestic and majestic.

A few boys stayed there, motionless.

"Looking for our young master?"

A servant frowned, looking at Yang Fang's clothes.

"Yes, please inform me."

Yang Fang opened his mouth, wearing a newly bought bamboo hat on his head, which cost him ten Wen.

"You wait."

The young man responded, and reluctantly walked towards the house.

Where did my young master recently befriend this bunch of mud legs.

He has seen Yang Fang come to look for his young master with tattered mud legs like this more than once.

The key is that my young master has never refused, and even told himself that if someone comes to him, he must go in and report, which makes this young man unable to figure it out anyway.

Not long after, the servant came out again and said dully, "Come with me, the young master wants to see you!"

He led Yang Fang and walked towards the interior.

Yang Fang immediately stepped forward and followed the boy.

The two entered a hidden room directly through the corridor through the side door.

inside the room.

A young man wearing a moon-white gown and a purple-gold crown sat on a chair with a smile on his face. He had been waiting for a long time. His face was like a jade crown, his skin was fair, and he was pampered like a cloud high above.

The moment he saw the other party, Yang Fang couldn't help being stunned, and then a deep envy welled up in his heart.

It's true that people are more popular than people.

Why are the identities of other people traveling through time so noble.

I have become a piece of mud!

"You are Wang Donglai?"

Yang Fang hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"signal."

The young man looked at Yang Fang with a smile.

"Odd changes and even remains unchanged, the symbols look at the quadrant!"

Yang Fang responded.

"Sure enough, it's my own."

Wang Donglai smiled slightly, warm and brilliant, with an unusually handsome appearance, picked up a package from one side, and said, "I have prepared everything you want, you can check it out."

He handed the package to Yang Fang.

Yang Fang took the package and checked it immediately.

There is a bottle of elixir inside, eight pills in total.

A secret book written about the Shadowless Sword.

There are also three taels of white broken silver, each piece is only the size of a fingernail.

"no problem!"

Yang Fang nodded.

"As long as there is no problem, by the way, brother, there is one more thing I forgot to say. If you find black crystals in the ditch someday, you might as well come to me. The price is easy to negotiate!"

Wang Donglai laughed.

"Black crystal?"

Yang Fang frowned.

"Yes, that's what it is!"

Wang Donglai specially took a fist-sized sample from one side, and showed it to Yang Fang. The black light flickered, which was quite exquisite.

It is almost exactly the same as the one Yang Fang picked up before.

"What does this thing do?"

Yang lowered his consciousness and asked.

"This thing is useless to you, but it is very useful to us superiors. However, I can't tell you the specific usage right now. You just need to help me pay attention. In short, everything is easy to talk about in terms of price."

Wang Donglai smiled.

Yang Xin's heart suddenly became sour, and he caught the special words in the other party's mouth.

gentleman.

When can I become a superior person myself?

He didn't stay any longer, and turned to leave.