The night passed, it was already early in the morning, and the protagonist of this world, Fang Han, who was still just a slave at this time, quietly hid in the reeds by the Longyuan River outside the city after finishing his work, and kept doing various movements to exercise his strength according to the method he had secretly learned to exercise his strength.

Before, he was whipped by Fang Qingwei, the second lady of the Fang family, because he was obsessed with stealing the method, and then because he usually fed the horses and did not do a lot of opportunistic tricks, and was considered to be dutiful and rewarded with silver, Fang Han, who realized more and more deeply that the slave had no way out, practiced more and more hard.

At this time, he had several sandbags tied to his limbs, running, jumping, and rolling up and down, trying to exercise his limbs, waist, abdomen, etc.

However, in addition, the Songhe Wanshou Fist, which had been studied hard and practiced by the core disciples of the Fang family every morning, although he had already remembered every move and style very clearly in his heart, he did not practice it.

Because he has already understood that he must train his limbs, waist and abdomen to be strong and flexible enough to be able to exercise moves. Otherwise, it will have no effect, and any moves, without the support of strength, are just empty shelves.

Health, strength, moves, and three steps require step-by-step cultivation.

Punch after punch, sweat splashing, flashing bright crystal light in the morning light of the reeds, Fang Han paid for his hard work.

However, things are not so simple, Fang Han hit the simple sandbag, and after hitting it hundreds of times in a row, he felt the Venus in front of him, his head was buzzing, his physical strength was overdrawn to the limit, and his legs were weak, and he collapsed into the reeds on the beach with a bang.

"It's still not good, although I have improved my life with five taels of silver these days, it can't be compared with those core disciples of the Fang family at all, they all eat bird's nest, deer antlers, ginseng, and black chicken casually every day, and my five taels of silver, I only eat meat a few times occasionally, and it is impossible to carry out the kind of strenuous exercise every day." Lying on the beach with his back to the sky, Fang Han sighed.

Poor and rich in martial arts, this sentence is not said for no reason, unless it is in some special world, otherwise if you want to take the martial arts road of tempering the body, resources are indispensable.

And Fang Han secretly learned martial arts and secretly exercised during this time, although it was a little effective, but it was far from being comparable to those Fang family disciples, and the root cause was here.

If he continues like this, not to mention training his physical body to the realm of divine power, it will take a long time for him to really get started! What's more, although the five taels of silver are a lot, they are only for ordinary poor families or slaves like him, who want to rely on five taels of silver to practice martial arts? It won't last long, and it's the same if you save it.

"As a slave, you can't get ahead in your studies, and you can't practice martial arts...... Could it be that I have been a slave all my life, and I will never have the light of day? Fang Han, who had a restless heart, muttered to himself.

Whoa, whoa! At that moment, there was a sound of water in the reeds by the river, as if a large fish had run aground.

"What's going on?" Fang Han endured the pain all over his body and got up, walked over, and then saw that a person was actually floating in the whirlpool of reeds! A man dressed in dark gold!

"Someone drowned?" Fang Han in the early stage only had a restless heart, he didn't gain real strength, let alone go on the path of demons, maybe he was a little selfish, but it wasn't enough to see death and not save him, so he hurriedly jumped into the water and rescued the man.

"It's out of gas, it's a floating corpse." After rescuing the person, Fang Han's heart tightened violently, and the scene in front of him was indeed a little terrifying - at first glance, this person was indeed completely dead, his whole body was swollen with blisters, and a long scar on his body was turned over, and the wound was actually scorched.

"This man has been struck by lightning?" When Fang Han saw this wound, he remembered some people in the countryside who had been struck by lightning, and they were also scorched and stinking - he said that he was quite knowledgeable in this regard.

At this time, this dead corpse was dressed very gorgeously in his eyes, a dark golden dress, the material was obviously very special, the water droplets on it were not contaminated at all, and it would roll down directly, and it was very soft and smooth to the touch, Fang Han was a house slave in the Fang family, and he had seen a lot of the world, but he had never seen such a fabric.

"What to do? Is it a report to the official, or what? A human life is not trivial! Fang Han was about to drop the body and report to the official, but after thinking about it, he hesitated again: "The clothes this person is wearing, he is a big man, how can he die here?" If he is implicated, I am afraid that he will inevitably be in trouble after being investigated by the police...... It is better to bury him and bury him as if nothing had happened. Let a sleeping dog lie. ”

After thinking about it, Fang Han dragged the corpse and prepared to find a place to bury it.

However, at this moment, another box that looked like gold and not gold, iron and not iron suddenly fell out of the corpse's arms, the box was about the size of a palm, like an inkstone, and it looked very heavy.

At the same time, there was also a scroll that looked quaint and mysterious.

"Huh?" Fang Han picked up the golden iron box, unfolded the scroll again, and found that it was a black picture, there seemed to be nothing on it, and there seemed to be something hidden in the picture, with his eyesight, he couldn't see it at all, but because of this, he didn't ignore it.

"I'm afraid this picture is a treasure...... If it is ordinary paper, it will rot when it is blistered, but this thing does not get wet at all. "Fang Han is not stupid.

Then he took the gold and iron box in his hand and looked at it, only to see that it was locked by a small gold lock.

In addition, the material of the lock is gold...... This was a bit embarrassing, curiosity made Fang Han pick up the stone by the river and knock it off with a strong knock.

Gold locks, either there are special needs, or they are simply good-looking, and they are really not practical, but Fang Han's focus is obviously not here.

"This is real gold, one tael of gold, ten taels of silver, and this gold lock is enough for four or five taels...... But this is a dead man's thing, to take it or not to take it? As the saying goes, a gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way. Fang Han pondered for a while: "Phew, I'm just a house slave, what kind of gentleman is not a gentleman, what kind of identity does what kind of thing, isn't there a sentence in the book that if you are not in your position, you will not seek your own government?" Accepted. Fang Han grabbed the gold and stuffed it into his arms.

Then the box was opened, and when it was opened, the contents were revealed.

This thumb-sized black golden elixir, the strange thing is that there are nine holes on this elixir, and the fragrance of medicine is slightly exuded from the nine holes, Fang Han felt refreshed as soon as he smelled it, and there was a feeling of lightness all over his body, and the fatigue accumulated from the previous exercise was instantly swept away.

What is especially amazing is that the nine orifices are like the nine orifices of a human being, which contain air currents, and they keep breathing slightly, as if they contain a strange vitality.

"This pill is a thousand times more wonderful than the Fang family's best Lingzhi Pill and Snow Ginseng Pill." Fang Han said that although he didn't have much knowledge, he had also seen those Fang family disciples occasionally swallow health pills when they practiced martial arts, although those were also exquisite things that had been tempered for thousands of years, but compared to the pill in front of him with nine tricks......

It's better not to compare, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

"I've also heard those Fang family disciples say that there are rumors that there are some elixirs that can dredge muscles and bones, regulate internal organs, clean up blood congestion, and activate the spirit, which is very wonderful...... Swallowing one pill can save many years of hard work in exercising the body and make up for the lack of vitality, could it be that this golden pill is this medicine? I just smelled a little bit and I felt refreshed. Fang Han pinched this Nine Aperture Golden Pill as if he was pinching a diamond, thinking about whether he wanted to swallow it at once.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't swallow it, the medicine can't be eaten indiscriminately, he still has this common sense - he knows that like those disciples of the Fang family, they take health care drugs every day, they are all on time and quantitative, and they are very cautious, and this obviously unusual pill is likely to kill himself if he makes a mistake, it is a matter of small lives, and he cannot be careless.

"This lord, your body has been picked up by me, I will bury you and put you in the ground, these two things are my reward, we don't owe each other." Fang Han put the Nine Aperture Golden Pill back into the box and said to the corpse.

As he spoke, he dragged the corpse up with his hands and feet.

How did you know that this movement of the corpse, the corpse sat up suddenly, "The Secret Realm of Divine Power is really extraordinary!" The Yuhua Sect is worthy of being one of the top ten sects of the Immortal Dao in the world! Fang Qingxue, you deserve to be one of the outstanding disciples, it seems that there is another strong man in the world. It's just that the future depends on whether you can use the way of supernatural powers to seek the secret realm of immortality! The secret realm of supernatural powers, after a hundred years, will eventually die, and only stepping into the secret realm of immortality is the real detachment......"

"Corpse! No, it is rumored that zombies can't speak, and zombies won't come out in broad daylight. The corpse that was originally in his eyes suddenly sat up, Fang Han was naturally frightened enough, and finally relieved himself, naturally he didn't notice the glint of evil taste in the eyes of this "corpse" while saying a series of words.

This corpse ...... It can be understood that Fang Yuan pretended to be, although he didn't end up in person, but there was also a wisp of divine thought in it, as for the words just now? He said that he had just asked other clones to read this line in a world where there was immortality, and at this time he read it directly according to the original text! It's also a bad taste.

"Did you save me?" Fang Yuan controlled his body and turned his head to look at Fang Han, and asked in a deep voice.

"So you're still alive." Fang Han calmed down, and his calm demeanor showed that he was not bad.

"I can't imagine you being so calm? Look at how you dress, you're a minion...... Ordinary minions, after discovering me, will go to the official, you know, if you report me to the official, you can get a thousand taels of silver. Fang Yuan continued to read the lines, but instead of pretending to be described in the original book, he asked with a calm face and a calm look in his eyes.

Fang Han didn't know what the original script was, and how to play him at this time was the authority.

"More is better than less. It's not a good thing to get a reward and be remembered, and I got two treasures from you, and making a fortune in a muffled voice is the king, but since you are still alive, then these two treasures will be returned to you. ”

Fang Han took out the two things he had just put away, he was a slave in the Fang Mansion, the most important thing was to observe words and looks, otherwise he would offend his master, and he wouldn't know how he died.

And although he doesn't have much knowledge, it is not difficult to judge - the person in front of him is a strange person, and he is afraid that he can take his own life in the palm of his hand!

"Making a fortune in a muffled voice is the king...... That's right, someone in white can be regarded as empathetic! Which house are you a minion? Fang Yuan casually said that he was someone white, seemingly claiming to be himself, but in fact he was not lying at all...... Bai someone, of course Bai Haichan empathizes, but he doesn't say that he is Bai Haichan.

"Longyuan Province, a slave of the Fang family." Fang Han licked his lips, feeling that an opportunity was coming.

"A slave of the Fang family?" Fang Yuan's face pretended to sink, then he softened and looked at the ground around him: "Presumably you are also a person who is unwilling to be a slave, so you are secretly cultivating martial arts here...... The footprints on your ground are the Fang family's refining method. You stole it, didn't you? A minion steals martial arts and commits a taboo, presumably you are also a restless person. ”

So Fang Han, who didn't have much knowledge, was frightened - he thought it was a secret, but it was casually revealed, and he didn't care, and no one could easily accept it.

"But it's precisely because you have to be restless, otherwise it won't be easy...... Fang Yuan controlled the corpse and sneered: "You are a minion, you have no money and no power, if you want to cultivate martial arts and get ahead, it is impossible...... To exercise the body, you have to spend mountains and seas of silver to regulate your body, to put it bluntly, you have to rely on resources to smash! Now that you've met me, you're lucky! I'll give you a chance to get ahead, as long as you promise me a few things. ”

Make up a few hundred words, and then you will change.

"A slave of the Fang family?" Fang Yuan's face pretended to sink, then he softened and looked at the ground around him: "Presumably you are also a person who is unwilling to be a slave, so you are secretly cultivating martial arts here...... The footprints on your ground are the Fang family's refining method. You stole it, didn't you? A minion steals martial arts and commits a taboo, presumably you are also a restless person. ”

So Fang Han, who didn't have much knowledge, was frightened - he thought it was a secret, but it was casually revealed, and he didn't care, and no one could easily accept it.

"But it's precisely because you have to be restless, otherwise it won't be easy...... Fang Yuan controlled the corpse and sneered: "You are a minion, you have no money and no power, if you want to cultivate martial arts and get ahead, it is impossible...... Exercise the body, and spend the silver like mountains and seas to regulate the body,