I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 36 Traveling again, Beifang will be in chaos! (Please follow up!)

The world gradually turned black, as if falling into an endless netherworld.

Then it gradually brightened again.

Yang Da took a deep breath and woke up from the bed in another world.

In the room, the lights were faint.

An oil lamp dances and falters.

He got up from the bed and immediately moved under the bed.

Although only an hour has passed here, he also feels as if he has passed away, and bursts of tingling sensations begin to emerge in his body, all of which are 'experiences' brought about by practicing in the real world.

Yang Fang immediately opened the panel and checked it again.

Name: Yang Fang

Lifespan: 21/50 years old

Cultivation: Third Grade (80/120)

Mental Method: Yang Yan Jue Dacheng (593/840)

Martial skills: Mastery of Blast Thirteen Swords (30/300), Great Accomplishment of Wuying Sword (100/1200), Great Cape and Staff (200/500)

Skills: Blacksmithing (1/800)

Qualification: Potential (1/60)

Yang Yanjue really changed again.

From the previous Dacheng (563/840) to the current (593/840).

More than thirty points were added again.

Secondly, the Shadowless Sword also increased by 100 points.

"Tai Chi is really useless."

Yang Fang whispered suddenly.

Think about it too, since the exercises in the other world cannot be brought into reality, how can the exercises in the real world be brought into the other world?

Even if it is brought into another world, the level of skills in the real world is estimated to be very low.

Yang Fang shook his head lightly, suddenly he remembered something, he took out a few taels of silver from his bosom, plus a piece of dark unknown animal skin, and checked the unknown animal skin against the oil lamp.

There are strange silver writings shining on the animal skin, each one of them is like a ghostly talisman.

Yang Fang looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see any reason for this piece of animal skin.

He put on the animal skin again, then put on a black cloak, wrapped his head in a black hat, put on a certain red ghost mask, picked up the Zen staff, and began to leave the room quietly.

After leaving the pharmacy, Yang Fang immediately rushed towards the agreed trading place with those Blue Stars.

The night was silent.

The stars twinkled.

Under a big locust tree in Nanfang.

At this moment, three figures in night clothes and masks gathered together, exhaled lightly, and rubbed their hands together.

"Why haven't you come yet, have you forgotten?"

"It shouldn't be so, doesn't it mean he doesn't want the final payment?"

"Hope everything goes well."

The three of them discussed in low voices.

They are the ones who agreed to deal with Yang Fang in the real world.

The three of them had already transferred 30% of their money to Yang Fang in advance, and they agreed to reunite here as soon as they crossed.

However, it can also be seen from their black clothes and masks that the three of them are deeply wary of each other and are unwilling to show their faces easily.

If you make a mistake in the real world, you will lose some money at most, but if you make a mistake here, you will lose your life, so if you make an easy move, no one wants to be the first to reveal your identity.

From this point of view, their so-called alliance will only become extremely difficult.

Some time passed.

When the three of them were getting impatient with waiting, there was suddenly the sound of soft footsteps in the alley on one side.

"who?"

The expressions of the three of them changed, and they quickly turned around to look.

"Fangshi's friend?"

Yang Fang's hoarse voice came from the alley.

"It's us, boss, you're finally here!"

"Did you bring the silver?"

"Odd and even unchanged"

The three of them were overjoyed and spoke quickly.

Yang Fang's body also completely walked out of the dark alley.

It's just that when the three of them saw Yang Fang's outfit, they couldn't help being dumbfounded.

I saw that Yang Fang's body was about half a head taller than all of them. He was wearing a red ghost mask, holding an unusually thick water-milled Zen staff in his hand, and his whole body was wrapped in a thick black robe.

Could it be that the identity of the other party is a monk?

The three were puzzled.

Yang Fang took out 18 taels of silver from his pocket, distributed them to the three of them one by one, and said hoarsely, "Remember to pay the balance when you go back."

"Okay, okay, boss, don't worry, I guarantee that children will not be deceived!"

"We never default on our money."

The three said quickly.

"By the way, the boss doesn't know what to do in another world?"

One couldn't help asking curiously.

Yang Fang gave him a cold look and said, "Only trade, not work!"

After he gave the three people silver, he immediately turned and left with his Zen stick in his hand.

The three people's minds changed, and they stopped talking. They glanced at each other, and then they all chose a direction and left at a faster speed.

The so-called alliance before was not even mentioned at this moment.

Yang Fang suddenly stopped not far away, looked back at them again, and after making sure that no one was following them, he rushed towards Beifang.

His mind was thinking.

Problems with his body skills became more and more obvious.

The strongest of the three just now was only at the second rank, yet he heard his own footsteps.

No wonder it was discovered every time before.

"Agility martial arts should be obtained as soon as possible, as well as soft armor, poisonous needles, and lime powder. They all need to be carefully prepared to cope with the coming chaos in the settlement."

Yang Fang whispered.

the other direction.

In front of a stinky ditch several miles away from the pharmacy.

The body of the man in black whom he dumped here before was finally found.

A total of seven or eight men in black appeared with angry eyes. They grabbed the corpse on the ground and quickly rummaged through him. Unfortunately, after searching around, they couldn't find what they wanted.

"Damn it, it's gone!"

"Damn it, who killed him in advance!"

"Look, his fingers were cut off by someone. The wound was not caused on the same day. His right hand should have been cut off by someone long ago. The left hand seems to have been cut off just now. The person who did it must be He is a master of swordsmanship!"

"A master of swordsmanship? There are so many people who use swords in the black iron settlement, where can we find that murderer!"

"If you can't find it, you have to find it. Find it!"

A group of men in black cursed and acted again.

If no trace of that thing is found, they will have no peace.

There will be more and more masters here!

Yang Fang was dressed in black, holding a Zen stick in his hand. Just as he walked out of an alley, his face suddenly changed, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he looked to the opposite side.

Two men in black rushed over from the opposite direction.

After seeing Yang Fang, the two men in black also hurriedly stopped, holding their long swords and hidden weapons tightly, their eyes full of vigilance.

The three looked at each other in the alley.

"Brother, there is no malice, each going his own way?"

One of the men in black opened his mouth cautiously, staring closely at Yang Fang.

Yang Fang nodded slightly, without saying a word, his body slowly backed away.

The two men in black were also slowly retreating.

After retreating a certain distance, both sides turned around and fled, changing directions.

There was no danger along the way, and not long after, Yang Fang finally arrived at the pharmacy again.

As soon as he entered the shop, he quickly took off his mask, took off his clothes, and hid the Zen stick under the bed.

"Beifang is really going to be in chaos, no, I have to buy supplies tomorrow!"

Yang Fang's heart became increasingly restless.

In one night, he encountered two waves of men in black in a row.

The first wave broke into the pharmacy before, trying to steal the medicine, and was stabbed to death by him.