I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

"Yes, what price do you want?"

asked the shopkeeper.

"Uh, what are the prices? How much silver is the middle price?"

Yang Fang asked.

"The middle price needs fifteen taels of silver, and the better ones are around forty taels."

The shopkeeper said.

Yang Fang's mouth twitched.

"What about cheaper ones?"

"No matter how cheap it is, it's ten taels of silver. This is the cheapest. Do you want it? You get what you pay for. The more expensive it is, the better the effect of cultivation. My cheats are different from street stalls. , ten books are not as good as mine."

The opening of the dispenser.

Yang Fang was silent for a while.

There are only eight taels on him now.

"Give me a bottle of Qi Yang Pill first!"

Yang let go.

Snapped!

"Six taels!"

The shopkeeper put a small porcelain bottle on the table.

Yang Fang silently took out six taels of silver from his bosom, put it on the counter, grabbed the bottle of Qi Yang Pill, and put it in his bosom.

"By the way, how do you sell the sword?"

"The better ones are better, the better ones are twenty taels of silver, the ordinary ones are three taels of silver, and the bad ones are one taels of silver!"

"Come to the bad!"

Yang let go.

Snapped!

A long sword wrapped in a black scabbard was placed on the counter by the shopkeeper.

Yang Fang took out the last tael of silver in his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper. Then he picked up the long sword and pulled it out gently, but saw the cold light flickering and the edge was menacing.

While the quality is poor, it still looks exceptionally sharp.

At least he can't see anything wrong with his eyesight.

Yang Fang put away his long sword, turned and left.

His heart was dark and awe-inspiring.

In this world, it is really difficult to move an inch without money.

No, there is no money in this world, but it is okay to have money in the real world.

But the point is, he has no money in the real world.

Yang Fang was about to return when he suddenly glanced at the huge building in the distance.

Wanfu Chamber of Commerce!

Thinking in his heart, he gritted his teeth and walked towards the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce.

"I'm looking for your young master!"

Yang let go.

The boy in front of the door glanced at Yang Fang with a displeased face, and said, "Wait!"

He turned around and reluctantly walked inside.

Not long after, the boy came again from the door and said, "Come with me!"

Yang Fang nodded immediately and followed inside.

Not long after, he saw [Jiangnan Guest] again in the previous room.

"It's you, what's the matter? Do you want to exchange anything?"

Wang Donglai had a smile on his face, dressed in white clothes, suave and suave, with extremely delicate skin, and a folding fan was gently shaking in his hand, which really echoed the ancient poem [Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world].

A sour feeling appeared in Yang Fang's heart again.

But he didn't come up to ask Wang Donglai to bring up the kickback, but he had other matters and asked him to help.

"I want to get a better job in this world, I wonder if it's possible?"

Yang let go.

"Change jobs?"

Wang Donglai showed surprise, nodded and said, "That's okay, how about it, I'll help you take a look."

He asked his servants to fetch a thick booklet and rummaged through it.

After searching for more than half an hour, Wang Donglai touched his chin, looked at Yang Fang and said, "There are good jobs, but you have to wait, so you can transfer 80,000 yuan to me later, and I have a small job on hand." The position of the leader is about to be vacant, you give me 80,000 yuan, and I will save the position of the little leader for you."

"Eighty thousand?"

Yang Fang was surprised again.

Wang Donglai frowned slightly, and said, "It's nothing, it's already very cheap, this position is very popular in this world, other people in this world come to me, I don't have more than ten taels of silver, I will not introduce him at all, I will Now it’s for the sake of my fellow countrymen that I only charge you 80,000 yuan, so you should decide whether you want it or not?”

Yang Fang was silent for a while.

Small Boss jobs

Expensive is a bit expensive.

But firstly, it is safe, and secondly, it will be much easier than being a coolie now.

But will Wang Donglai get another kickback?

But after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Okay, after returning to reality, I will transfer you an extra 80,000 yuan!"

He just wanted to get rid of the affairs at the dock as soon as possible. It was much better to be a small boss than to be a coolie.

Even if he looks for a job by himself, he will definitely not be much better than a coolie.

"now it's right."

Wang Donglai smiled slightly, "To tell you the truth, many villagers came to me, and I arranged for them the positions of small bosses. Among other things, I can get at least two taels of silver every month, and even better ones can get Three taels or five taels, you can pay back your capital in a few months, so what’s wrong with it.”

Yang Fang nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll go back first."

"Well, you can come to me in about seven days."

Wang Donglai laughed.

He leisurely picked up one side of the teacup, took a sip, and felt emotional.

Everything is good in this world, but there is no fun way of entertainment.

The only fun thing is the brothel.

But after playing for so many days, the freshness has long since passed.

When Yang Fang returned home, he didn't take the Yangqi Pill immediately, but first dug out the Shadowless Sword from under the bed.

The Shadowless Sword is even higher in level than the Gale Thirteen Swords.

Pay attention to the shadowlessness of the sword, the speed of the sword and the trickiness of the sword, which are several grades higher than the Thirteen Swords of the Wind.

Gale Thirteen Swords is just a Dalu swordsmanship, it has a name for nothing, and its moves are too ordinary.

Yang Fang pulled out his newly purchased long sword, and began to practice against the Shadowless Sword.

Practice one move at a time.

It takes about six minutes to practice a whole set of swordsmanship.

Only saw the Martial Skills column on the board, and there was another change.

Introduction to Shadowless Sword (1/200).

"The level of swordsmanship is indeed not comparable to that of the Thirteen Swords of the Wind. The experience value of entry alone is twice as high as that of his life."

Yang Fang secretly thought, and immediately continued to practice in the room.

That's how time passes.

For the next two days, Yang Fang stayed behind closed doors in his room, not going to work in the name of recovering from his injuries.

In the past two days, his swordsmanship and internal strength have improved by leaps and bounds.

Name: Yang Fang

Life expectancy: 21/34 years old

Cultivation: First Grade (30/60)

Heart method: Mastery of Yang Yanjue (151/300)

Martial skills: Mastery of Gale Thirteen Swords (30/300), Mastery of Shadowless Sword (25/500)

Qualification: ordinary person qualification (5/15)

Everything is slowly getting better.

Even life expectancy increased by 1 year again.

The most obvious thing is his swordsmanship, the Wuying sword has stepped into the realm of proficiency, and the sword is Wuying, which is already quite hot.

"The only downside is that the cultivation base is still improving too slowly. If this continues, it will take at least a month to enter the second rank."

Yang Fang frowned.

He used Yangqi Pill to raise the progress bar of his cultivation to (30/60) within three days.

Now that the Yangqi Pill has been eaten again, he can only rely on him to practice slowly.

Another thing is that it is now the third night, and he still hasn't returned to reality.

What does this mean?

Could it be that the further back, the longer the return time?

Yang Fang finally grabbed the long sword and continued to practice in the room.

Read it quickly overnight.

Early the next morning.

Wang Hai knocked on his door, "Brother Yang Fang, are you up yet? Steward Cheng wants to call all the coolies, and they all have to report to the pier today!"

"Call everyone?"

Yang Anxin shook his head, and opened the door immediately, and said, "What happened again?"

"I don't know. I was notified yesterday afternoon. No matter what the reason is, everyone must be present today."

Wang Hai spoke.

Yang Fang was silent for a while.

He didn't want to go, but when he thought of Guanshi Cheng's whip, he immediately hesitated.

The steward Cheng was extremely arrogant. If everyone went and he didn't go, would he think that he was the one who killed Zhao Hu?

After struggling quickly in his heart, Yang Fang still decided to be on the safe side and go to the pier first to have a look.

"good!"

He nodded directly, turned around and closed the door, locked it firmly, and followed Wang Hai towards the pier.

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