Start from the Martial Arts

Fang Xiu went home.

When he got up, it was not yet noon, but he felt full of energy and strength.

"It seems that after breaking through the flesh barrier, the blood and qi are more abundant, and the recovery speed of the body has also greatly improved."

Fang Xiu stretched his body vigorously.

In the past, he had to sleep until the afternoon at least when he was on duty all night, so as not to affect the state of martial arts training later.

Now he wakes up naturally at noon, and he feels that his condition is almost the same as usual.

"Practice martial arts first to warm up the body."

Fang Xiu came to the yard.

Thunder in the plain, mosquitoes gather into thunder, thunder and wind, catching shadows in the wind, and strong grass in the wind.

Fang Xiu has practiced the five styles of Thunder Fist and Swift Wind Kick thousands of times and has already mastered them.

Pah pah pah!

As the speed and strength of his punches and kicks soared, continuous and clear explosions continued in the air.

His figure flashed and moved in the yard, like a graceful and agile swallow.

"Hu~Hu~"

After practicing for half an hour in one breath, Fang Xiu's forehead was sweating, his whole body was hot, and his breathing was a little rapid.

"No..."

After he circulated his true qi and adjusted his breathing, he suddenly found something different.

He broke through the flesh barrier at dawn yesterday, only one day away from now.

Fang Xiu had only practiced for half an hour, and he felt that his blood and qi were more active, and the effect of the exercise was significantly enhanced.

This was not just the effect of breaking through the barrier.

"Is the fate of [Strengthening Muscles and Bones] so strong?! Even my root bones can be improved!!"

Fang Xiu's eyes lit up.

This short exercise has obvious changes, indicating that his original root bones, which were only of the middle and lower level, have been improved, at least to the middle level.

Even the middle and upper level.

There is no level for the lower level root bones, because they are all garbage, and there is no need to divide them.

The middle root bones are divided into middle and lower, middle and upper level because there is a clear difference in the bonus to cultivation.

"If you practice for a while, you can roughly guess what level the root bones have been improved to."

Fang Xiu was in a good mood.

Li Shan once said that the worst martial artists he knew were of medium-level root bones, and most of them were of medium-to-high and high levels.

Because if a martial artist wants to break through the skin barrier, the blood and qi in the chest must be trained to the thickness of two fingers at least.

To break through the flesh barrier, the blood and qi must be at least five fingers thick.

Starting from the flesh refining stage, the blood and qi requirements for breaking through the barrier are no longer so clear.

The flesh refining stage requires strengthening blood and qi while strengthening muscles. Even if you reach the level of flesh refining, you must strengthen blood and qi to the extent of training strength before you can break through the tendon barrier.

This blood and qi standard is very vague.

However, the better the root bones, the more obvious the training effect, and naturally it is easier to train strength.

"It's bad! It's almost noon!"

Fang Xiu suddenly remembered Ma Sandao's arrangement a few days ago.

You can be late for delivering meals at ordinary times, but not today.

Because Chen County Magistrate's nephew Dou Shouli came in to experience the single cell again.

A month ago, this second-generation ancestor had a conflict with a rich businessman's son and beat him severely in the street.

Unexpectedly, this wealthy businessman had some connection with a great martial artist of the Wang family in his early years.

The great martial artist of the Wang family sent someone to ask County Magistrate Chen for an explanation.

County Magistrate Chen immediately sentenced Dou Shouli to six months in prison and asked the Dou family to pay a large sum of silver, and the matter was settled.

Dou Shouli, who had never been imprisoned for so long, naturally became more irritable.

Although he could get reward silver by sending him food, he would be beaten and scolded by him if he was not careful, and even hated.

So many jailers were unwilling to send him food.

......

Fang Xiu left the house and ran towards Shengyun Tower.

Zhang Pangzi of Shengyun Tower is a master at cooking fish. Taking him to the small kitchen of the county prison first can save time.

"Ouch~!"

When Fang Xiu took Zhang Pangzi into the gate of the county prison, he heard a groan.

Li Han and Ma Sandao were seen on the left and right, supporting Zhao Zhisheng, who was limping, and walking out.

"Uncle Ma, Uncle Li, what happened to Xiao Zhao?" Fang Xiu stepped forward quickly.

Zhao Zhisheng's face was full of pain and cold sweat.

Ma Sandao lowered his voice and said unhappily:

"What else could it be? This kid dozed off on duty last night and was seen by the four great detectives. He just sent them food and spilled the wine. They suffered a great loss in the roundup of the prisoners yesterday, and there was no place to vent their anger. This kid ran into the muzzle of the gun."

"Fortunately, the boss pleaded for mercy and only beat him with ten boards. He was supposed to be beaten with twenty boards." Li Han shook his head.

"Alas..." Fang Xiu sighed lightly. Fortunately, he didn't doze off last night, otherwise he would have to expose his cultivation in the flesh refining realm to avoid being rebuked.

In this world, having strength and background is amazing.

Fortunately, there is Ma Sandao, otherwise he would be beaten with twenty boards and would be disabled if not dead.

Even so, Zhao Zhisheng might have to lie down for ten days and a half months before he can get out of bed.

"Be careful recently." Ma Sandao patted Fang Xiu on the shoulder when he passed by him.

"I don't need to worry, Uncle Ma, don't worry." Fang Xiu nodded and took Fatty Zhang to the small kitchen.

When the meal was ready, he carried the lunch box and walked towards the single cell.

"Ah——!"

When he passed by the torture room, he heard a numbing wail from inside, the sound seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth.

However, Fang Xiu had already adapted to it, and his ears automatically filtered out these sounds.

Whoosh!

Fang Xiu walked outside the thirteenth cell, and just as he opened the door, he heard a sound of breaking air in his ears, and he slightly turned sideways.

There was only a "bang" sound, and a celadon teacup hit the wall and shattered.

"Do you want to starve me to death?! All of you..."

Dou Shouli's face was full of anger. He raised the second tea cup and was about to throw it towards the door again.

However, when he saw that the person coming was Fang Xiu, he moved his hands.

"Mr. Dou, I'm sorry, I went to invite the chef, but I was delayed for a while on the way." Fang Xiu put down the food box and apologized.

"Be earlier next time." Dou Shouli's face softened slightly and he put down the tea cup.

"Yes, yes, I will make sure to do it earlier next time." Fang Xiu quickly opened the food box.

"Yes." Dou Shouli nodded, and his attention was quickly attracted by the steamed seabass in front of him.

Although Dou Shouli was a playboy, he generally would not provoke officials or warriors.

What happened this time was an accident. I accidentally kicked the iron plate.

Fang Xiu is now an official disciple of Sanjue Martial Arts School, and he still has some face with Ma Sandao.

Therefore, Dou Shouli's attitude towards Fang Xiu became much more restrained.

"Who is that...Fang Xiu, right? Today's fish tastes good, let's enjoy it!" Dou Shouli took two bites, and his appetite suddenly increased. He took out a piece of broken silver and threw it towards Fang Xiu.

"Thank you, Mr. Dou." Fang Xiu took the silver, weighed it gently, and found at least two taels. He couldn't help but sigh that these wealthy people were really rich.

"Well, let's go down." Dou Shouli waved his hand.

"Young Master Dou, use it slowly." Fang Xiu stepped back.

"By the way, let Ningxiang come and accompany me tonight! You go to Chunjiang Tower now!" Dou Shouli threw out a money bag.

"Serve this young master well and you will benefit from it! The rest of the money belongs to you."

Fang Xiu took the money bag and immediately went to Chunjiang Tower to make an appointment with Oiran Ningxiang.

On the way, he opened the money bag and looked at it. There were more than forty taels of silver in it.

"Three years of clearing the county, and one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver. The ancients will not deceive me."

Fang Xiu sighed in his heart.

Ningxiang's overnight fee is forty taels of silver per night.

I don’t know if her mother is made of gold.

How could Dou Shouli be so extravagant if it weren't for Magistrate Chen, a huge corrupt man.

"Isn't this Dou Shouli the illegitimate son of Magistrate Chen?" Fang Xiu speculated in his mind and put away the extra few taels of silver.

You still have to improve your strength.

If he was not a warrior, what Dou Shouli had given him just now might not have been a silver reward, but two big-ear posts.

...

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at the same time.

East of Qingshi County.

fishing village.

A young man with dark skin and dressed in linen drove a awning boat towards the Jinshui River ferry.

The boy threw the rope to the shore.

A big hand with thick knuckles, like a cattail fan, grabbed one end of the rope and pulled the awning boat toward the shore.

Bai Xing raised his head and looked at the old man in purple robe who was fat as a ball in front of him, his eyes showing surprise.

"It turns out I'm the fourth master, how dare I bother you!" Bai Xing jumped to the shore and reached out to grab the rope.

"Brother Bai is now a direct disciple of the Sanjue Martial Arts School. Sooner or later, our Money Gang will have to look at your face to make a living."

The old man in purple robe had a smile on his fleshy face, and his eyes were narrowed into slits by the fat.

It was Jiang Ming, the fourth leader of the Money Gang.

"What does the Fourth Master mean by these words?" Bai Xing's voice was deep.

"It's not good that you've been delaying what you promised me so far."

Jiang Ming threw the rope in his hand into the river.

Bai Xing's expression suddenly changed, he paused, and said, "I just found out recently and am about to inform the fourth master of the situation."

"Say it."

"After such a long period of inquiring, I am 70% sure that Fang Xiu has indeed obtained the Zhou family's property."

"Oh? Go on!"

"Last month, I discovered..."