Fang Tianhan controlled the output of martial arts energy very well, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

There is not the slightest mistake.

The fire attribute energy drilled into the furnace and kept refining.

Until late at night.

The meridian tonic pill was practiced, lying in the furnace, shining.

The eldest grandson, Zongheng, had been waiting impatiently for a long time, went out for a walk, and when he came back, he fell asleep on the bed.

Fang Tianhan looked at his unscathed hands, rubbed them gently, and said to himself, "Why can you use it across the border?" ”

Fang Tianhan poured this yellowish pill into his palm and put it away.

The eldest grandson Zongheng also woke up, "Fang Tianhan, after you have waited for so long, you have to make up for me and take me out to play." ”

Fang Tianhan nodded, "Today is my alchemy in a hurry, and I will definitely take you out to play tomorrow." ”

"Alchemy? What is it? It won't be the act of you just sitting there all the time, tinkering with the stove, called alchemy. ”

"Hmm." Fang Tianhan replied.

"It's different now than we used to, I haven't heard of alchemy. All we have handed down is the sword, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship. ”

"Now there are many kinds of weapons. But everybody makes the best is still swordsmanship.

This is thanks to the Divine Sword Sect for the promotion of swordsmanship. ”

The eldest grandson Zongheng was a little surprised, "Do you still know this?" ”

"When I was a child, I had a lot of books and time, and when I saw them, I remembered them."

“……”

The eldest grandson, Zongheng, chatted and chatted, gradually became sleepy and fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Fang Tianhan, who had practiced all night, was full of energy.

But Fang Tianhan was a little worried, Li Qianluo went out to play all night yesterday and didn't come back, and he didn't know if he was in danger.

Fang Tianhan took his eldest grandson, Zongheng, to the city.

Fang Tianhan, who has long been famous, is particularly eye-catching.

Especially behind him, followed by a white-haired man who is not too old, which makes people a little suspicious.

Inside the teahouse, several acquaintances began to chat.

"Fang Tianhan is so powerful now, he must be forming a gang."

"There are so many people who have bullied him, now that Fang Tianhan has turned over, he may not know how to retaliate!"

"I don't think, last time a Li Qianluo, then a demon queen, this time a white-haired grandfather, how can he turn over?"

"Look at it again, I think the back is more exciting."

"Look at the sword in Fang Tianhan's hand, the weight is not light."

"Look at the texture of the sword, as far as I can see, it is a good sword."

Among them, the tall and thin man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes said: "Didn't Fang Tianhan take the Spring Festival Sword before, maybe this is also which girl took it to him." ”

"If you are good-looking, no matter what your strength is, you will be favored by women." The black man next to him, who was five big and three thick, said sourly.

Everyone laughed and continued to eat melons.

The eldest grandson Zongheng had very good ears, he couldn't help it, left Fang Tianhan, went to the teahouse and overturned the table to the ground, falling apart.

The crowd was so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.

The eldest grandson Zongheng's long sword pointed directly at everyone present, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Fang Tianhan, "I'll tell you." ”

"Give me the people of Wushuang City, I have offended a lot today, disturb you to drink tea, I will accompany you first.

But there is something to tell the bit, if you want to arrange our weather cold in the future, you are ready to sacrifice your neck.

There are some things that I get angry when I hear too much. ”

The crowd was begging for mercy.

"This is the eldest grandson Zongheng, the eldest grandson senior, I can hear what you say from ten miles away." This sentence was bragged by Fang Tianhan.

The eldest grandson Zongheng wanted to ask Fang Tianhan, right?

"There is another question, did anyone see Li Qianluo yesterday?" Fang Tianhan asked.

When I came out of the teahouse, no one dared to stop me.

Fang Tianhan inquired all the way, but did not ask about Li Qianluo's whereabouts.

The eldest grandson, Zongheng, was curious about the small businesses on both sides of the street, which was slightly different from Lao Cheng when he first met.

Fang Tianhan gave the eldest grandson Zongheng a few hundred taels of silver tickets and asked him to buy what he liked.