Two more days passed.

White Los Angeles is undoubtedly more chaotic.

On the one hand, the Black Dragon Army was searching for the matter of the Heavenly God Organization, and on the other hand, there were more people secretly staring at the Xuanwu Sect.

It seems that all the forces want to take advantage of this chaos to pounce on it and bite hard.

The Xuanwu Sect's industry at the foot of the mountain shrank rapidly.

Every day, disciples and stewards were assassinated.

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

Many elders gritted their teeth angrily, furious.

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

"Bastard, even a medium-sized gang like the Iron Knife Gang dares to take the opportunity to bite us now, it's really damned!"

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

Many of the elders roared.

"You guys!"

Elder Zhou's color changed.

in the room.

Yang Fang finished a medicinal bath again, sweated all over his body, breathed comfortably, and walked out of the medicine barrel again.

"It's about to be in the middle of the seventh grade."

Repair: Early Stage of the Seventh Rank (450/1000)

Mental Method: Xuanwu True Gong Fourth (1800/4000)

These days, hundreds of taels of silver were squandered by him every day.

Each time the medicated bath is performed, the Xuanwu True Skill will increase by about 100 experience points.

And when the Xuanwu True Skill is increased by 400 points, the cultivation column will increase by 100 points.

So!

Next, he only needs to take 2 more medicinal baths, and he will completely enter the middle stage of the seventh grade.

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

"Senior Brother Yang, Master Zun summons!"

Suddenly, a hurried voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, I'll go over here."

Yang Fang responded.

His brow furrowed.

Could it be that Elder Zhou didn't resist the pressure of the elders?

A peaceful life is about to be broken?

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

"Senior brother."

Feng Xiaowu hurried over.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."

Yang Fang spoke.

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

in the compound.

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

The old face was dripping with water.

I never expected that the group of elders would almost do something against themselves today.

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

These are the gods of wealth.

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

"You go down the mountain at noon today, I have arranged all the work for you, come and get the handwritten letter."

Elder Zhou was expressionless.

"What? Down? ”

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

"Yes, Master."

A lot of people panicked.

But there are also people who show joy and are ready to take the opportunity to defect.

"Alright, don't talk about it."

Elder Zhou pressed his hand and said gloomily, "I have done my best for the teacher in this matter, but don't worry, the work I arranged for you is quite safe, and there are all masters guarding it, so you can go over and help." ”

Now most of the Xuanwu Sect's property has been embezzled.

But there are still a lot of them that are strictly in their hands.

Elder Zhou naturally had to arrange the disciples in the safe zone.

He directly began to read the names and sent them down one by one.

Each handbook assigned them a different job.

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

Yang Fang took the handwritten book, looked at it carefully, and gave him the task of going to a gambling house to be the deputy steward.

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?"

"Changing jobs? What do you want to change? ”

Elder Zhou was puzzled.

"Is there an iron shop industry under the mountain? To tell you the truth, the disciple had also beaten the iron for a few days before, and the cold iron had not yet been cast, so the disciple wanted to take the opportunity to cast it. ”

Yang Fang responded.

"Iron shop, yes, yes."

Elder Zhou groaned slightly, "But the benefits in the iron shop are not as high as the gambling house, are you sure?" ”

Yang Fang nodded, "Sure!"

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

Elder Zhou was kind and pleasant, and rewrote a handwritten handwriting.

"By the way, there is one more thing, are there some human skin masks on the master's side? The disciple has offended a lot of people at the foot of the mountain, and if he is recognized, it will not be good."

Yang Fang said.

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

If it is discovered by the Blue Star people, it will also be a trouble.

Elder Zhou smiled slightly, "Don't worry, the human skin mask is nothing, five taels of silver, there are indeed a lot of old man's 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 Elder Zhou's hands, there were actually five human skin masks.

From youth to old age, you name it.

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

Elder Zhou sighed slightly, picked up a young man's human skin mask, handed it to Yang Fang, and said with a smile, "You try this one." ”

Yang Fang looked carefully, and immediately pasted the mask on his face and adjusted it in the mirror.

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

It has obvious ethnic characteristics of Bailuocheng.

"Okay, that's it."

The more Yang Fang looked, 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 himself.

"If you're satisfied, go back and clean up."

Elder Zhou smiled.

"Disciple retires!"

Yang Fang gave up his hand and left this place.

Looking at the empty courtyard, Elder Zhou sighed in his heart.

These nearly 100 disciples, I don't know how many people can be alive

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

After returning to the residence.

Yang Fang quickly put it away.

The gold and silver were all on his body, in addition to a knife and a sword, and a few bottles of poison.

The inner armor has already been worn closely.

As for this piece of dark iron.

He had to wait for the night and then come and move away secretly.

"I wonder when I'll be able to return this time?"

Yang Fang said darkly.

It's been a full month last time.

This time it has also passed more than 20 days.

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

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

The shop is not far from the river.

After the cold iron ore of the Xuanwu Sect was excavated, part of it was transported to the sect, and the other part was basically transported to the Hexi iron shop.

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 blacksmith inside has already run away.

The person in charge of guarding this place is a seven-rank master of the Xuanwu Sect, named Tan Jun.

You must know that the places that can be guarded by the seven-rank masters are all the top priorities.

In the past few days, it is said that even the Tan army has been secretly attacked several times.

Behind the shop, in the middle of the building.

Tan Jun held a stalk of iron smoke detector in his hand, swallowing clouds and spitting fog while looking at the stage in front of him.

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

That's it!

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

"Oh? Who? ”

Tan Jun was expressionless, spitting smoke rings.

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

The little guy bowed and said, "It's outside the shop now." ”

"Got it, let him wait a minute."

Tan Jun continued.

"Yes, Steward Tan."

The little guy answered and hurriedly stepped back.

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

"No, you don't."

Tan Jun responded and said, "Always dying in my territory, it will always arouse suspicion, observe him for a few days first, if he knows each other, he will naturally have his way to live, if he doesn't know each other, then there is no way." ”

"Well said, well said!"

The two middle-aged men were smiling.

If anyone were here, they would have recognized the two men.

It was the famous Celestial Dragon Gang elder nearby.

The Tianlong Gang is also an extremely strong medium gang in Bailuo City, which has a population of hundreds of thousands.

Now that various forces have carved up the Xuanwu Sect, they are naturally not far behind, and it is excellent to just want to master this iron shop.

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

Outside the iron shop.

Yang Fang was quickly rewarded.

"Steward Tan is not here?"

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

The little guy spoke.

"Well, I'll go in and wait."

Yang Fang said.

"This"

The little guy hesitated, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate, the temper of the steward has always been bad, you better wait here." ”

Yang Fang was speechless.

"It's freezing, why can't I wait here?"

"This master, I beg you, you better wait, in case you go in, it will be me who will die."

The little servant pleaded.

"What's your name?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Little Zhang Xiaobao."

The little guy responded.

"Okay, I'll wait here, you go and move a chair for me and make a pot of tea, no problem, right?"

Yang Fang asked.

"Yes."

The little guy nodded hurriedly and ran towards the shop.

Soon a chair was set up.

Zhang Xiaobao came over with another cup of hot tea.

But although the tea is hot, it can't stop the cold wind from biting.

Yang Fang sat in the corner, his brows furrowed, and said, "What is Steward Tan busy with?" ”

"This."

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

"Don't know?"

Yang Fang looked at him deeply.

Could it be that Steward Tan intends to give him a horse?

The Xuanwu Sect has become chaotic like this, and the stewards below are still fighting in secret?

For a moment, Yang was relieved to turn.

Time to pass.

It's dusk in the blink of an eye.

Yang Fang's face became colder and colder.

Inside the Heyue Building.

The opera finally came to an end.

Steward Tan smiled and talked and laughed with the two Tianlong Gang elders and walked out of this place.

"By the way, I almost forgot, two, I'm going back for a while, it seems that there is another disciple waiting for me outside the door!"

Steward Tan said with a smile.

"Brother Tan, go slowly!"

Two middle-aged men smiled.

Steward 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 face suddenly eased slightly.

It seems that the guy who sent it this time has a pretty good heart.

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