Gou Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Two more days passed.

Bailuo City undoubtedly became more chaotic.

On the one hand, the Black Dragon Army is searching for the organization of the gods, and on the other hand, there are more people secretly staring at Xuanwuzong.

It seems that all the forces want to take advantage of this chaos to rush forward and take a bite.

Xuanwuzong's property at the foot of the mountain shrank rapidly.

Every day, disciples and stewards were assassinated.

The incident spread back to the mountains and caused unrest again.

Many elders gritted their teeth angrily, raging with anger.

This also made the disciples on the mountain even more uneasy, for fear that the next one would be sent down the mountain.

"Bastard, even a middle-level gang like the Iron Knife Gang dares to take the opportunity to bite us now, damn it!"

"Elder Zhou, is your disciple still not going down the mountain?"

Many elders roared angrily.

"you!"

Elder Zhou's face suddenly changed.

inside the room.

Yang Fang ended another medicine bath, sweating all over, breathing comfortably, and walked out of the medicine barrel again.

"It's about to reach the middle stage of the seventh rank."

Cultivation level: Early Stage Seven (450/1000)

Heart method: the fourth stage of Xuanwu True Kung Fu (1800/4000)

These days, he squandered hundreds of taels of medicinal bath every day.

Every time the medicated bath is performed, the Xuanwu Zhengong will increase the experience value by about 100 points.

And when Xuanwu True Kung Fu increases by 400 points, the cultivation base column will increase by 100 points.

so!

Next, he only needs to take two more medicinal baths, and he will completely enter the middle stage of the seventh rank.

He got up from the bed, dried himself, moved his body, and changed his clothes.

"Junior Brother Yang, Master is calling!"

Suddenly, a hurried voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Yang Fang responded.

He frowned.

Didn't Elder Zhou resist the pressure of the elders?

The peaceful life is going to be broken?

He put away his long sword, locked the door tightly, and walked out of the courtyard.

"Brother."

Feng Xiaowu hurried over.

"Let's go and have a look together."

Yang let go.

The other disciples in this area also went out one after another, rushing towards Elder Zhou's residence in groups.

In the courtyard.

Elder Zhou's face was gloomy and full of anger.

The old face is almost dripping water.

He never expected that group of elders would almost attack him today.

Looking at the disciples in the garden, he sighed in his heart.

These are all gods of wealth.

If they are all dead, where can they find so many rich people?

"You go down the mountain immediately at noon today. I have arranged all the work for you. Come and get the manuscript."

Elder Zhou has no expression on his face.

"What? Downhill?"

"Master, didn't you say you don't need to go down the mountain?"

"Yes, Master."

Many people panicked.

But there were also people who showed joy and prepared to take the opportunity to defect.

"Okay, stop talking."

Elder Zhou pressed his hand and said darkly, "I have done my best for this matter as a teacher, but don't worry, the work I arranged for you is still safe, and there are experts guarding it. You can just go and help."

Although most of Xuanwuzong's property has been embezzled now.

But still many are strictly in their hands.

Elder Zhou naturally wanted to arrange his disciples in the safe zone.

He started to read the names directly, and handed out the handwriting one by one.

Different tasks were assigned to them in each manuscript.

One by one, the disciples were restless and stepped forward to receive them one by one.

Yang Fang took the handwriting and read it carefully. The task given to him was to go to a gambling house to be the deputy manager.

He hesitated in his heart, and after waiting for all the disciples to leave, he found Elder Zhou again.

"Master, can the disciple change jobs?"

"Change jobs? What do you want to change?"

Elder Zhou was puzzled.

"Is there any iron shop industry at the foot of the mountain? To be honest, the disciple has been forging iron for a few days before, and the cold iron has not yet been cast, so the disciple wants to take the opportunity to cast it."

Yang Fang responded.

"Iron shop, yes there is."

Elder Zhou pondered slightly, "However, the benefits obtained in the iron shop are not as high as in the gambling house, are you sure?"

Yang Fang nodded and said, "Sure!"

"Okay then, you give me another ten taels of silver, and I'll exchange it."

Elder Zhou was amiable and rewrote the handwriting.

"By the way, there is one more thing. Are there some human skin masks on Master's side? This disciple has offended many people at the foot of the mountain. It's not good if someone recognizes you."

Yang Fang said.

When you get to the foot of the mountain, you always have to show your face.

If it is discovered by the Blue Stars, it will be a trouble.

Elder Zhou smiled slightly, "Don't worry, human skin masks are nothing, five taels of silver a pair, I really have a lot here!!"

"good!"

Yang Fang nodded.

Next, Elder Zhou changed jobs for Yang Fang, took Yang Fang into the room, and asked Yang Fang to choose a mask.

In the hands of Elder Zhou, there were five human skin masks.

There is something for everyone from youth to old age.

"Even if you buy this thing on the black market, it costs five taels, so the old man won't make you any money."

Elder Zhou sighed slightly, picked up a youth's human skin mask, handed it to Yang Fang, and said with a smile, "Try this one."

Yang Fang watched carefully, immediately put the mask on his face, and adjusted it in front of the mirror.

This mask has thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark complexion, and thick nostrils.

It has obvious characteristics of the Bailuo City race.

"Okay, that's it."

The more Yang Fang watched, the more satisfied he became.

Once he changed his height again, even if he stood in front of Cheng Tianye, Cheng Tianye couldn't recognize him.

"As long as you are satisfied, go back and clean up."

Elder Zhou smiled.

"Disciple leave!"

Yang Fang cupped his hands and left the place.

Looking at the empty yard, Elder Zhou sighed secretly.

There are nearly a hundred disciples, I don't know how many of them will be alive

The more he thought about the faces of the elders, the angrier he became.

After returning to the residence.

Yang Fang quickly packed up.

He carried all the gold and silver on his body, in addition to a knife and a sword, and several bottles of poison.

The inner armor has already been worn close to the body.

As for this piece of dark iron.

He could only wait until night before moving out secretly.

"I don't know when I can return this time?"

Yang Fang secretly thought.

It's been a full month since last time.

This time, more than 20 days have passed.

He glanced at the room again, locked the door, and walked out of the mountain gate.

Elder Zhou arranged for Yang Fang to be the Hexi Iron Shop, and his position was to be the deputy steward.

The shop is not far from the river.

After the cold iron ore of Xuanwuzong was excavated, part of it was transported to Zongmen, and the other part was basically transported to Hexi Tiepu.

The shop occupies a large area, and there are dozens of blacksmiths of all sizes.

It's just that during this period of turmoil, the blacksmiths inside have almost run away.

The person in charge of guarding this place is a seventh-rank master of Xuanwuzong named Tan Jun.

To know that the places that can be guarded by seventh-rank masters are all the most important.

In the past few days, it is said that even Tan Jun was secretly attacked several times.

Behind the shop, in Heyue Building.

Tan Jun held a handle of iron and smoke, and looked at the stage in front of him while swallowing clouds and fog.

Beside him, two middle-aged men sat with them, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

at this time!

A servant came running from outside, walked up to Tan Jun's ear, and said in a low voice, "Manager Tan, the sect has sent someone again."

"Oh? Who?"

Tan Jun was expressionless, blowing out smoke rings.

"It's Yang Dao, sent by Elder Zhou."

The boy bowed and said, "It's outside the shop now."

"Understood, let him wait for a while."

Tan Jun continued.

"Yes, Manager Tan."

The little servant responded and hurriedly retreated.

A middle-aged man next to him smiled and said, "Someone is here again, and it seems that you still don't believe you, brother Tan, brother Tan, do you want us to help you solve it this time?"

"Need not."

Tan Jun responded and said, "Keeping people dead in my territory will always arouse suspicion. Let's observe him for a few days first. If he knows his senses, he will naturally have a way to survive. If he doesn't know his senses, then there is nothing he can do."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Both middle-aged men smiled.

If someone is here, they will be able to recognize the identities of these two people.

It is the elder of the famous Tianlong gang nearby.

The Tianlong Gang is also a very strong middle-level gang in Bailuo City with a population of hundreds of thousands.

Now that various forces are carve up Xuanwuzong, they are naturally unwilling to be left behind, and they only want to control this iron shop is very good.

The three of them continued to listen to the opera in front of them, and made bursts of applause from time to time.

Outside the iron shop.

Yang Fang was rewarded soon.

"Is Manager Tan here?"

"Yes, the steward is busy now, why don't you wait for a while."

The boy said.

"Forget it, I'll go in and wait."

Yang Fang said.

"this"

The boy hesitated and said, "I'm afraid it's not right, the manager has always had a bad temper, you should wait here."

Yang Fang was speechless.

"It's freezing cold, it's inappropriate for me to wait here?"

"My lord, I beg you, you'd better wait, if you go in, I will be the one who dies."

The boy begged.

"May I have your name?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Little Zhang Xiaobao."

The boy responded.

"Okay, I'll wait here, you go and move me a chair and make a pot of tea, is it okay?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Can."

The boy nodded quickly and ran towards the shop.

Soon a chair was set up.

Zhang Xiaobao came over again with a cup of hot tea.

But although the tea is hot, it can't stop the harsh wind.

Yang Fang sat in the corner, frowned, and said, "What is Guanshi Tan busy with?"

"this."

Zhang Xiaobao hesitated, but said decisively, "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

Yang Fang took a deep look at him.

Could it be that Tan Guanshi intends to show him off?

Xuanwuzong has become such a mess, and the stewards below are still fighting secretly?

For a moment, Yang An's thoughts changed.

time passed.

It was dusk in a blink of an eye.

Yang Fang's face became colder and colder.

Inside the Heyue Building.

The opera finally sang to an end.

Manager Tan smiled, chatted and laughed with the two elders of the Tianlong Gang, and walked out of this place.

"By the way, I almost forgot, you two, I have to go back for a while, it seems that there is still a disciple waiting for me outside the door!"

Manager Tan laughed.

"Brother Tan, go slowly!"

The two middle-aged men smiled.

Manager Tan smiled and nodded, left the place and walked towards the door of the shop.

When he saw Yang Fang sitting quietly outside the iron shop, his expression softened.

It seems that the guy who sent this time is not bad.

There is another chapter tonight~

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