Heavenly Master, I have a different world

After the reconstruction of Fang Mansion, it not only restored the prosperity of the past, but even exceeded it, and even bought the houses of the neighbors on both sides.

There are five courtyards and two side courtyards.

The tall lintels, walls, blue bricks and green tiles, pavilions and pavilions make Gu'an County one of the most luxurious and prosperous places.

backyard.

Fangzheng was lying on the soft chair, his body swaying slightly, and he sang leisurely a cappella:

"It's the middle of winter... it's the middle of winter... it's the middle of winter..."

"Master Jun... his behavior is too bad. He shouldn't tease us good people..."

"A good family or a bad family should not plant begonia flowers sideways and coquettishly... It's so handsome and elegant. The beauty lies in this begonia flower..."

"Begonia flower, come begonia flower, until the military master cancels us, I am here to speak der... pia... throw it on the ground, and I will not wear this begonia flower from now on..."

"Haha..." Liu Qing, who was walking from the front yard, was beaming with joy, and blurted out in a clear and melodious voice like an oriole:

"What song is this?"

"It's weird, but it sounds pretty good."

"Sing it casually." Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and let the warm skylight shine evenly on his body, looking leisurely and contented:

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you!"

"There's no rush yet." Liu Qinghuan shook his head:

"I haven't learned "Butterfly Lovers" yet. I'll learn it first. Then during the festival, my sister and I will perform it for Mr. Fang."

"No." Fang Zheng raised his hand to refuse:

"On this joyful day, listening to a sad song like "Butterfly Lovers" is too disappointing, so it's better to have a family fun instead."

"Well..." Liu Qinghuan tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded:

"Too."

"Master Fang."

She moved lightly to her side, pulled up a soft chair and lay down. She stretched her muscles comfortably before asking:

"Why have you never married?"

"Such a big Fang Mansion has two musicians, my sister and I, in the back house. We can only look at them but not touch them. Don't you feel lonely?"

"Why do you think of asking this question?" Fang Zheng reached out and took a candy from the table next to him, put it in his mouth and tasted it slowly:

"Is life like this bad now?"

"Okay." Liu Qinghuan's voice was long and full of emotion:

"It's never been better."

Here, you don’t have to worry about food or clothing, and you still get monthly money.

The main reason is that the boss has a unique personality and never forces the two girls to do anything. Whether it is dance music or music, there are endless topics to talk about.

The two girls learned a lot of music from Fang Zheng and practiced all day long to relieve their loneliness.

Sometimes I go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers and enjoy the scenery.

Even the taciturn Jin Shu could find common topics of conversation with Fang Zheng, and sometimes he was reluctant to leave when the lamp ran out of oil.

time,

It just passed quietly and unconsciously.

Liu Qinghuan had never seen a man like Fang Zheng. He was obviously talented, but he had no intention of leaving this small Gu'an County.

Be willing to be an unknown little rich man.

There seems to be no difference in attitude towards servants, women, wealthy households in the city, or government officials.

Liu Qinghuan didn't know about the others.

But in Fang Zheng, she could feel the respect she had never experienced before.

Or……

equality.

Even for singers and dancers, there was never any disdain in the other's eyes. This attitude surprised the two women for a long time.

Gradually, it became routine.

Liu Qinghuan would also become very relaxed in front of Fang Zheng. The two of them were like good friends who had known each other for many years and talked about everything.

The relationship between men and women is so pure.

She had never believed it before.

As for the rumors that Fang Zheng came from a noble family, she didn't believe it. She had seen the two women who were disciples of the noble family. Although they were gentle, elegant, humble and kind in dealing with others, they could not hide their aloofness in their hearts. This was completely different from the people around them.

No!

It should be said that there is no one like such a unique person in the world.

"Since it's good, why not live like this." Fang Zheng smiled:

"Don't think so much."

"..." Liu Qinghuan pursed her lips and suddenly said:

"Master Fang, what do you think of my sister?"

"Miss Jinshu?" Fang Zheng nodded:

"Great."

"In all my life, Fang has never seen anyone with more looks and temperament than Miss Jinshu. Just looking at her makes people feel relaxed and happy."

Jin Shu no longer wears a gauze scarf when she doesn't go out of the backyard or see anyone else. Anyway, Fang Zheng has seen her true face.

Such a beauty...

Spending money on it makes you feel happy, not to mention it doesn’t cost much.

"Then..." Liu Qinghuan whispered:

"Will you marry my sister?"

"I remember Mr. Fang said that he doesn't mind our identities as sisters, and now we're afraid we can't marry outsiders."

Although Fang Zheng has never touched the two girls, people in the entire Gu'an County only live there. The golden house in the backyard of the Fang Mansion hides two beauties.

Once your reputation spreads, it will be difficult to marry into a good family.

"I have no objection."

Fang Zheng glanced at her and said with a smile:

"Miss Jinshu is both talented and beautiful, well-educated and sensible. I am lucky to marry her, but it seems that Miss Jinshu has a sweetheart."

"No!" Liu Qinghuan was stunned and shook his head hastily:

"I know this best. Sister Jin Shu has never liked any man."

"It may not be a man." Fang Zheng said:

"I have no prejudice against this. Of course...I definitely can't accept it if it falls on me."

Liu Qinghuan opened her mouth, her pretty face turned red, her eyes averted, and her body kept twisting, as if she felt uncomfortable anywhere in her body.

"Master!"

At this moment, Old Liu's voice sounded from the door of the backyard, which could be regarded as helping Liu Qinghuan out of the siege:

"Someone from the Yamen would like to ask you to come over."

"yamen?"

Fang Zheng frowned and shook his head helplessly.

What he dislikes the most is people coming from the yamen. Either they have something to ask for help from the Fang Mansion, or they make various excuses to ask for money, and it's not enough if they don't give it.

In short, there is no need to go to the Three Treasures Hall.

"Come here!"

Sighing, he stood up from the soft chair and nodded to Liu Qinghuan:

"I have something to do. Let's go take a look first."

"Yeah." Liu Qinghuan nodded repeatedly, not daring to look at Fang Zheng:

"Go and do your work."

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County government.

"Master Fang."

Mr. Yan, the county magistrate, had just seen off a guest. When he saw Fang Zhengxing approaching, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal:

"Sit down, please sit down."

"Sir Yan." Fang Zheng handed over his hand:

"Please."

"Hey!" The two of them are already familiar with each other, so there is no need to be polite. After sitting down, Master Yan first started with a soft sigh, and then said:

"As a parent official, Yan has racked his brains and energy to ensure the peace of the people, but there are always things that can't be solved."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Sir Yan, you have worked hard. The people of Gu'an County are thinking of you. I heard that someone has prepared the Ten Thousand People Umbrella to send it to you when you leave office."

The Wanmin Umbrella is now on the streets, and every county magistrate will take a few with him when he leaves, but it is always a good sign.

"Really?" Mr. Yan's eyes lit up slightly:

"They are determined, and Yan's hard work is not in vain."

Fangzheng squeezed his facial muscles with a smile, raised his hands and asked:

"Master Yan, I wonder why you called Fang here today?"

"Well..." Mr. Yan gently stroked his beard and spoke slowly:

"Master Fang, is it located at the South Embankment at the junction of Gu'an County and Santai County?"

really!

I knew it was something like this.

"Know."

Fang Zheng nodded and said:

"Some of Fang's properties are nearby. It's thanks to your lord that I can acquire the properties left by the Ren family."

The Ren family was ruined, and many wealthy households in Gu'an County were left with a lot to eat. He was no exception, taking the opportunity to acquire hundreds of acres of fertile land.

The price is only 20% to 30% of normal prices.

certainly.

Part of this money went into the pocket of the county magistrate himself, and part of it was distributed to the big shots in the government office.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Lord Yan smiled and said:

"Two days ago, someone came to report that the South Embankment was in collapse. If nothing was done, it would collapse within a month."

"By then..."

"Floods swept through several counties, and countless people were robbed as a result."

By the end of the sentence, his face was solemn.

"ah!"

Fang Zheng looked 'surprised' and said hurriedly:

"What should we do?"

"Master Fang, don't be anxious." Lord Yan waved his hand:

"There is still a month left. As long as the embankment is strengthened before it fails, it is not a big deal, but reinforcing the embankment is not a matter of words."

"It requires labor and transportation of sand and bluestone. It costs money in all aspects. It can't be done without tens of thousands of taels of silver."

As he spoke with bright eyes, the meaning was self-explanatory.

"Ten thousand taels?" Fang Zheng's voice paused slightly:

"Reinforcing the dam is related to the livelihood of countless people. Fang's land is also nearby, so we don't want to have floods. In this case..."

"I am willing to contribute five hundred taels of silver to help strengthen the embankment!"

"Five hundred taels?" Master Yan frowned and shook his head:

“A drop in the bucket.”

"Master Fang, your square porcelain business is booming day by day. You earn thousands of taels of silver every year. Why should you be stingy with this mere tael of silver?"

"If the dam really collapses, your losses will be more than five hundred taels?"

"Master Yan doesn't know something." Fang Zheng said hurriedly:

"Fang Ci is not a business of one person, there are several other people who need to share the dividends, and the profit that falls into my hands is actually not much."

"That's fine!"

He sighed and said:

"One thousand taels, I am willing to give you one thousand taels of silver!"

Master Yan didn't say anything, he just picked up the tea cup on the side and took a sip.

grass!

Too little?

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, his expression became a little ugly, and he raised his hands again and said:

"One thousand five hundred taels!"

"Master Yan, we really can't take more. Some time ago, you said that you needed to pave roads and build bridges. Fang has already paid 800 taels of silver."

"More..."

"Even square porcelain can't support it."

"One thousand five hundred taels." Mr. Yan's eyes moved slightly and he finally nodded:

"Then it's one thousand five hundred taels. I'll trouble Mr. Fang to send it to the county government within three days. This money is not for Yan's needs, but for the people of the court."

"yes."

Fang Zheng nodded:

"That's what Mr. Yan said."

"Don't leave in a hurry yet." Seeing Fang Zheng getting up and about to leave, Lord Yan stretched out his hand to signal:

"One more little thing."

"Huh?" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

…………

There are two masters around Master Yan, one is Gong Huyuan who has martial arts training, and the other is a more mysterious Shan Shusheng.

This person often dresses like a scholar, wearing a Confucian scarf on his head and long linen clothes that he never changes for years. He often holds a folding fan in his hand, shaking his head and saying a few words from time to time.

On status.

Shan Shusheng is taller than Gong Huyuan.

On the strength of cultivation.

This person's methods are weird, like a mage or a martial artist. He rarely takes action, and the few times he does it are all biting and chilling.

Many shady things are done by this person.

Under the guidance of the other party, Fang Zheng came to a side hall, where there was already a person waiting.

Linghu An, the head of the Linghu family!

"Senior Linghu!"

"Master Fang."

"You two." Scholar Shan tapped the folding fan lightly and stretched out his hand to indicate:

"You're not an outsider, sit down."

"yes."

The two of them found a place to sit down.

After the Ren family's accident, the Linghu family was the leader in Gu'an County, while the Fang Mansion was a rising star, barely able to keep up with the Linghu family's footsteps.

The key is,

Linghu An intends to go further. Most of the family elites have gone to Zhaonan Mansion, and they have been arranging properties in the city in the past few years.

Founder is different.

Fang Ci and Yunzhi's business is rooted in Gu'an County, and they have joined forces with officials, policemen and even wealthy households in the city to have their roots here.

Over time.

When it comes to the two major families in Gu'an County, Fang Mansion can already be ranked alongside the Linghu family.

"Wang Biao, the envoy of Dushui, was originally a water bandit. His father was the second leader of the water bandits. Because of his rift with the other two water bandit leaders, he was secretly recruited by the court. He killed his sworn brothers in a sneak attack and took their heads. In exchange for the official position of Capital Water Envoy."

Scholar Shan spoke slowly:

"This person disobeys the imperial court, which is called disloyal; killing his brother to bring peace is called unjust; looking at the dam to show signs of collapse and causing harm to the people, and ignoring it, is called unkind."

"Such a disloyal, unjust and unkind person should be killed!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Shan." Linghu An narrowed his eyes:

"Master Yan wants to kill Wang Biao?"

"No." Scholar Shan shook his head:

"Shan saw that he was not angry, so he planned to join forces with the two of them to get rid of this lair, which would also eliminate a harm to the people in several nearby counties."

Ah……

Fang Zhengqinghe.

No one believed this.

Shan Shusheng had no enmity with Wang Biao, and he was not a chivalrous and righteous character. However, since the other party said so, they had no objection.

"Mr. Shan."

Linghu An shook his head and said:

"The old man of the Wang family is a master at cultivating body-protecting Gang Qi. Even if he is old and frail, he is not something we can handle."

"Not bad." Founder's interface:

"Fang is even worse. Mr. Shan is afraid that he has found the wrong person."

"Hey!" Scholar Shan looked at Fang Zheng first and said with a smile:

"Young Master Fang is less than thirty this year. He has already cultivated his true energy and become a martial artist. His future prospects are limitless, so there is no need to belittle yourself."

"As for the old man of the Wang family..."

"This person was bedridden eight years ago. How many breaths can he still have even if he is not dead after eight years?"

Fang Zheng and Linghu An looked at each other without saying a word.

In the shadow of the famous tree, Mr. Wang was the tyrant of several nearby counties when he was young. Even the Ren family must be honest in front of him.

The other party is old.

But not dead yet!

As long as there is still breath left, a martial artist with a perfect realm can easily kill Da Zhoutian, and no one dares to take the risk.

"as far as I know."

Scholar Shan unfolded his folding fan and said:

"The Wang family has acted domineeringly and unscrupulously in the fish and meat village over the years. The wealthy businessmen nearby have long been dissatisfied and have deep grudges. They have secretly united to try to overthrow the Wang family."

"Mr. Wang has been using ginseng essence to hang himself since last year. There is not much time left."

"Both of you."

He looked at the two of them and said:

"The wealthy businessmen over there will take the lead, and you and others will be there to assist. In addition, there will be several experts from Santai County."

"What are you afraid of?"

Linghu An raised his eyebrows, showing his intention.

He had heard something about it.

The Wang family used to be domineering in the early years, and they offended many people. Ever since Mrs. Wang became seriously ill, some people have been making secret moves.

Especially these two years.

The Wang family's attitude towards the outside world has softened a lot, and they have even tried to win over powerful people from all over the world, but...

Others have not forgotten what happened back then. Many people are waiting for Mrs. Wang to pass away, and then they are afraid that the Wang family will fall.

Fang Zheng remained unmoved as always.

"One more thing."

Scholar Shan continued:

"Back then, Mrs. Wang made a sneak attack on the two brothers and swallowed up many of the water bandits' properties, including gold, silver, jewelry and top martial arts."

"There is even a Taoist inheritance!"

Um?

Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he slowly sat upright.

Linghu An's eyes narrowed and he subconsciously asked:

"really?"

"Nine times out of ten." Shan Shusheng did not say death and said:

"At that time, Mrs. Wang had two sworn brothers, one was a mage and the other was a Wuluo martial artist. He was just a Great Zhou Tianwu Master at the beginning."

"It was precisely because he used a trick to kill two brothers and obtained the water bandit's inheritance that he advanced to the level of a perfect martial artist."

"Being able to become a mage and a flawless martial artist is naturally extraordinary."

"Brother Linghu?"

He looked at Linghu An and asked:

"What do you think?"

Linghu An's eyes flashed and he said after a long time:

"If someone else takes the lead, Mr. Wang is really unable to take action. I can take action, but after I succeed, in addition to the gold and silver property, I will have a share of the inheritance of the Wang family's skills."

"Of course." Shan Shusheng smiled and nodded:

"With Brother Linghu's strength, it is reasonable to have a share of the answer, and besides the possible true visualization diagrams, the inheritance can be copied."

Then he turned around and looked.

"Master Fang?"

"Sorry." Fang Zheng sighed:

"Fang is full of ambition but not strong enough. I have just advanced to become a martial artist and my foundation is not yet solid. Going rashly will only lead to death."

"Besides..."

"If all the masters are there, it doesn't matter if there are more than one person or less than one person."

"Young Master Fang is too modest." Scholar Shan smiled and changed the topic:

"I heard that Thunder Hand Wen Tailai has a good relationship with Mr. Fang and has helped the Fang Mansion several times. I wonder if I can ask him to leave."

?

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

Thunder Runner Wen Tailai is actually his fake identity disguised as a human skin mask. He has appeared from time to time in the past two years and actually made a name for himself.

He hesitated slightly:

"this……"

"No?" Scholar Shan frowned and said displeasedly:

"This matter is of great importance. Shan is willing to talk about it only because he trusts Mr. Fang. If the Wang family knows about it, it will inevitably cause a stir."

"Yes." Fang Zheng sighed softly. He had to drag himself into trouble, otherwise he would not be trusted by the other party. The person named Shan was even more threatening.

Don't let Fang get the chance, or you'll look good.

His thoughts turned, he nodded and said:

"In the next few days, Fang will invite Brother Wen to come and talk."

"Very good."

Linghu An nodded:

"With the help of Ben Leishou, this trip will have a better chance of winning."

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After leaving the county government office, Linghu An stopped Fang Zheng who was about to say goodbye:

"Master Fang, is there something going on at home?"

"This..." Fang Zheng was stunned:

"It's nothing important."

"In that case, why bother leaving in a hurry." Linghu An smiled, stretched out his hand and waved not far away:

"Qiu Chan, come here to see Young Master Fang."

"Mr. Fang, this is our little girl Qiu Chan. She has lived in the mountains most of the time. She just came down from the mountains and returned home not long ago. Please get to know her."

Linghu Qiuchan is petite, fair-skinned, and has a girl-like clarity in her eyes. Her softness and frailty make people feel pity for her.

She walked from the carriage, bowed and said in a gentle voice:

"Qiu Chan has met Young Master Fang."

"Why!"

Linghu An waved his hand:

"If Mr. Fang is called out, just call him Brother Fang."

"Yes." Linghu Qiuchan responded:

"Brother Fang."

"Miss Qiuchan." Fang Zheng returned the greeting.

"You can go around as you like." Linghu An got on the carriage with a smile and warned:

"Just go back before dinner, Mr. Labor is here."

"Don't dare."

Fang Zheng watched the other party go away, and then signaled to Linghu Qiu Chan:

"Miss Qiu Chan, shall we go around?"

Linghu Qiuchan glanced at him timidly, then lowered her head with a blushing face, nodded and said:

"good."

She knew her father's arrangement and wanted to marry the person in front of her. Firstly, she would find a good family for herself, and secondly, it would be good for the family.

Marriage between wealthy families is common.

It is true that the Linghu family wants to move to Fucheng to develop, but they will not abandon their roots in Gu'an County and marry their daughter into the Fang family to complement each other.

Fang Zheng is not married yet. If Linghu Qiuchan marries her, she will be the wife of the main housekeeper.

Watch now.

The other party's appearance is not outstanding, but his temperament is quite good. In addition, he is a martial artist and has a lot of wealth, so he can barely be regarded as a wishful man.

"Miss Qiu Chan is actually a warlock?"

After getting to know each other a little along the way, Fang Zheng couldn't help but look surprised:

"Are you a master or a mage?"

"yes."

Linghu Qiuchan nodded:

"My master is Master Jiuyuan, and he is the master of Shenshui Palace. There are only a few people in our lineage. Most of them are monks in the mountains and fields, and they do not join the court."

"So although my master is a Dharma master, few people know about it."

"I was in poor health when I was born and was diagnosed to have difficulty living beyond the age of six. My father struggled for a long time and finally found the master."

"Master took pity on me and accepted me as his disciple. He cast spells to resolve the stubborn congenital diseases in my body, so I can live till now."

"pity!"

She sighed softly and said:

"Because my innate root bones are too weak, I have only been practicing as a mid-level warlock so far. I am short of essence and blood, and I dare not cast spells easily."

When a warlock casts spells, most of them require bloodletting.

As for Linghu Qiuchan, her complexion was fair, even pale, and she was indeed unable to bleed as frequently as Fang Zheng and Zhang Mingrui.

"I see."

Fang Zheng understood, and then asked curiously:

"As far as Fang knows, magical weapons are very important to warlocks and mages. A good magical weapon can greatly increase the strength of a practitioner, and can even kill enemies beyond levels."

"I wonder where this magical weapon comes from?"

He also asked Zhang Mingrui this question, but the other party didn't know it clearly.

Zhang Mingrui is just an outer disciple of Chunyang Palace. He is not a true disciple and knows basic cultivation knowledge. If he is a little more advanced, his eyes will turn black.

"Magical weapon?"

Linghu Qiuchan tilted his head:

"The materials that can be used to refine magic weapons are all treasures from heaven and earth, which are extremely rare, such as thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, the remains of spiritual insects, innate gold, etc..."

"With the help of special methods, it will be possible to take shape."

"It's very rare anyway."

Fang Zheng was thoughtful and nodded slowly.

"Junior sister!"

At this moment, an anxious voice suddenly came from the front. Fang Zheng looked up and saw a young Taoist hurriedly coming to Linghu Qiuchan's side.

"Junior sister, you make it easy for me to find you!"

?

Fang Zheng looked at the person in front of him, then at Linghu Qiuchan who looked embarrassed, his face was speechless.

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late at night.

Fangzheng sat cross-legged in the underground darkroom.

Several high-voltage generators around him had already been started, and arcs visible to the naked eye jumped from time to time, falling on Fang Zheng's body from time to time.

Practicing the vowel thunder method with the help of electricity has the same effect as taking the Shiquan Dabu Dan, and the progress is gratifying.

"Um!"

With a muffled groan, Fang Zheng's arm shook, and the wire hit the switch to stop the generator, with a look of deep thought on his face.

"Something's wrong..."

Now, he has cultivated the vowel thunder method to the realm of four thunders. He is only one step away from the realm of five thunders, but he finds it difficult to cross.

Raising his arm, thunder marks loomed on his skin.

"Is it possible that my cultivation progress is too fast, and my physical body cannot keep up with the progress? There are signs of physical collapse when I practice forcefully."

Fang Zheng shook his head, puzzled.

When he was a warrior, he had a solid foundation through a hundred days of foundation building. After he advanced to become a martial artist, he had to use a generator to assist him in training, and he advanced to the realm of two thunders in a short period of time.

A few months later,

Achieve the realm of three thunders.

At this time, Little Zhoutian is complete.

one year later.

Achieve the realm of Four Thunders and become a Great Zhou Tianwu Master.

In less than two years, from the first martial artist to the advanced level of Great Zhoutian, the progress is so fast that it is unbelievable for ordinary martial artists.

However, since he attained the realm of the Four Thunders, his progress has become slower and slower. Even though there is no problem with the power adjustment, his body is experiencing frequent symptoms.

"After all, there is no one to give advice. Even if there is a problem, there is no way to ask for advice."

Sighing, Fang Zheng stood up and stretched his muscles:

"Judging from the current situation, although I don't know the reason, it is that my physical body is not suitable for the realm of vowel thunder, so I can only find a way in this regard."

"If there were elixirs that could nourish the body and suppress its collapse, it would have helped me step into the realm of five thunders."

"Well……"

"The appointment with the Chen family of Wanbao Pavilion seems to be impossible if I don't go. Without a complete inheritance, even if there is a problem with the practice, I don't know what the problem is."

"But there's no rush!"

"Chen Jiuniang said that if you reach the realm of three thunders, go find her. The Chen family has a profound background. If you want to be able to protect yourself, you must at least cultivate to the realm of five thunders."

"The vowel thunder method is a top inheritance, and it is especially good at tempering the physical body. The physical body of the five thunder realms can withstand the Great Zhou Tian Perfect Warrior."

"By then..."

"Even if the Chen family wants to do something, there is no need to be afraid."

"Crack!"

"boom!"

Thunder roared in the field, and suddenly stopped for a moment. Fang Zheng looked up, his eyes moved slightly, and then he turned over and jumped out of the dark room.

He took down a letter arrow from the wall and unfolded it to look at it.

After a while.

Fang Zheng changed his clothes and put on a human skin mask.

His body squirmed slightly, and he used the method of changing muscles and bones to make his body stronger. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have changed into a different person.

Thunder running hand Wen Tailai!

"drink!"

With a groan in his mouth, he jumped out of Fang Mansion, turned into a shadow and went straight to the agreed place.

I just received the news that the old man of the Wang family has passed away, but the Wang family has chosen not to announce the funeral secretly. Now is the best time to take action.

The Wang family also has the inheritance to cultivate to the realm of no leakage. If you can get it, you may be able to solve your own cultivation problems.