Goo-doo.

The medicine barrel was boiling, and bursts of weird stinging pain were constantly transmitted into the meridians in Yang Fang's body, stimulating the growth of Xuanwu True Qi, and also making his brows frown sometimes wrinkled and sometimes stretched.

This is the case with medicated baths.

Every time I feel like an electric current is striking.

To force the analogy, some of them look like a real-world lighter struck on the skin.

But fortunately, he was already familiar with this feeling.

Patience is over.

A warm and rich stream of heat soon emerged in Yang Fang's body, spreading towards the limbs and hundreds of remains, walking over and over again in the unique meridians.

It's been a long time.

His eyes suddenly opened, revealing joy.

"The middle and late stages of the seventh grade!"

Yang Fang said darkly.

When he was in Xuanwu Sect before, he was only two medicinal baths away from entering the middle of the seventh rank.

Now after arriving at the iron shop, more than ten days have passed.

Finally let him make another breakthrough!

Repair: Mid-725/1000

Mental Method: Xuanwu True Gong Fourth Heavy (2900/4000)

"In the middle and late stages of the seventh grade, it is not far from the late stage of the seventh grade."

"But it's too long for each medicinal bath."

"Two hours."

I thought that with the improvement of qualifications, the time of medicinal baths would be shortened.

I didn't expect it to be the same as before.

He now spends not only time cultivating the mind, but also cultivating martial arts, secretly striking iron, and by the way, he also has to buy a medicinal bath, sometimes the materials for the medicinal bath are sold out, and he has to wait for two more days, in short, he is busy every day, and the time is very full.

But!

The receipts these days are also unusually huge.

Not to mention that the cultivation has entered the middle and late stages of the seventh grade, and even with the [Cross Fist], it has reached the point of the first weight (380/600).

The cross fist is divided into five realms.

One is more subtle and profound than the other.

With Yang Fang's qualifications, it took two days to practice the feeling, and the rest of the time was basically refreshing the proficiency.

Besides!

These days, he has also secretly cast a small half of the parts of the Iron Demon Armor.

After all, this is armor that can increase one's strength by three to five times.

No matter what, it's a good thing to make.

Yang Fang got up from the medicine barrel, looked at the sky, changed into clothes, and walked towards the iron shop in the front hall again.

Every time you cast the Iron Demon Armor, you basically choose to start at night.

After all, he didn't want to attract the attention of the other blacksmiths.

But in the end, this is still under the nose of Steward Tan.

At first, Steward Tan was really curious about what Yang was building, but after watching it secretly a few times, he found that he was just building some weapons, so he didn't care about it anymore.

Again, that's the same sentence.

As long as Yang Fang is honest, he doesn't mind raising Yang Fang as a pig.

"Master Yang."

Outside the door, Zhang Xiaobao was so frozen that he shrunk into a ball, squatted in the corner, and when he saw Yang Fang go out, he greeted him directly.

"Xiaobao, starting tomorrow, don't wait outside the door, it's cold at night, you go back and rest."

Yang Fang responded.

"But."

Zhang Xiaobao cringed a little.

"It's okay, I can do this."

Yang Fang's tone was light.

"Yes, thank you Yang Ye!"

Zhang Xiaobao was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed down again and again, turned around and left.

Yang Fang continued to walk towards the front hall.

Dead.

The road fire in the shop is still not extinguished, and it is burning very strongly.

Yang Fang took out the dark iron and threw it into the furnace, but added a few flavors of materials obtained before, and the fire suddenly soared, directly increasing several times.

This is the effect of the fire dragon blood and the fire demon heart.

These two ingredients can enhance the fire, allowing the iron to dissolve faster.

Without these two things, even if it is burned for three days and three nights, it is impossible for the dark iron to be burned red.

But with these two things, in just half an hour, the Stygian Iron will turn red and become castable.

This is also the reason why the Iron Demon Armor is invincible.

In the future, once he wears this battle armor, even if he stands in the sea of fire, Yang Fang will not be damaged in the slightest.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A heavy sound of striking iron sounded again in the shop.

In a flash, the first half of the night passed.

The sound of striking iron stopped completely.

A kneepad that had been formed on the iron tongs shimmered with scarlet light.

Yang was expecting it with peace of mind, and did not quench it immediately, but waited for it to cool down for a period of time.

Half an hour passed.

He just grabbed the knee pad and put it in the sink on one side.

Zizi

A quenching sound sounded, white water vapor quickly emerged, and the entire sink seemed to be boiling, and the original tank was still full of water, but it was evaporated in an instant.

Yang Fang took out the contents again, and immediately smiled, extremely satisfied.

I saw that the entire knee pad was pitch black, exquisite, and the surface was covered with sharp barbs.

There was an eerie glow in the light of the torches.

The weight alone is more than a dozen catties, which is heavier than an ordinary sword.

"The knee brace on the left knee is also completed, and then there are other parts"

Yang Fang muttered to himself.

"Brother Yuan is really polite."

Suddenly, a hearty laugh sounded, and he said, "Gang Master Zhao can look down on the old man, naturally it is the honor of the old man, how dare the old man ask too much?" ”

As soon as this voice sounded, another chuckling voice followed, "What did Steward Tan say, Steward Tan has worked hard, our Tianlong Gang will naturally not treat Steward Tan badly, after the shop is in hand in the future, Steward Tan will still be the master of the iron shop, but there is one thing that please keep the affairs of Tan Steward confidential, don't let people know that the shop has belonged to my Tianlong Gang, after all, the gang leader doesn't want to attract the attention of others." ”

"Rest assured, no one will know about this."

Steward Tan smiled.

"That's good."

The middle-aged man next to him smiled.

Now there are no longer a few people staring at the iron shop.

Nominally, this shop is still from the Xuanwu Sect.

But really!

Steward Tan, who is in charge of the shop, has completely defected to the Tianlong Gang tonight.

In this way, the Tianlong Gang is equivalent to borrowing chickens to lay eggs.

The disaster is borne by the Xuanwu Sect.

The benefits are taken by the Tianlong Gang.

The two laughed as they walked, and suddenly they paused and turned back together.

I saw only one cloister.

Yang Fang carried a package on his back, avoided it far away, and walked towards a brisk step.

Steward Tan's brows furrowed, staring at Yang Fang, and then gradually loosening and regaining his composure.

The middle-aged man next to him narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Fang tightly.

"Steward Tan?"

"Don't worry, it's just a mess, I'll warn him."

Steward Tan said lightly.

"That's fine, I hope it doesn't go wrong at this juncture."

The middle-aged man responded.

"I'll send Brother Yuan."

Steward Tan smiled.

"There's a Lau Tan in charge."

The middle-aged man smiled.

The two drifted apart and went out of the house.

After the middle-aged man got into the carriage, Steward Tan gradually withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the shop.

in the room.

Yang Fang carefully hid his armor and lay on the bed, his heart sinking slightly.

He had been trying his best to avoid it before.

But unexpectedly, he bumped into him.

Suddenly, the sound of small footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Yang Fang's eyes flashed, he flicked his fingers, the candle flame went out, and he pretended to be asleep.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, approaching the door.

A sharp knife passed through the crack in the door, plunged directly in, and landed on the deadbolt, slowly flipping the deadbolt.

Squeak.

The deadbolt was removed little by little.

Then, the portal was slowly pushed open from the outside.

The thin and tall Steward Tan was wearing a robe, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a cigarette stick in the other, looking at Yang Fang, who was already asleep on the bed.

With a blank face, his eyelids slightly closed, he stepped into the room.

It's like walking to your own house.

Sit down straight in a chair.

Click, click.

The sound of smacking the cigarette holder sounded slowly.

Steward Tan swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and looked at Yang Fang who was pretending to be asleep on the bed, "Senior Brother Yang, don't pretend, if you see it, you see it, why bother?" ”

Yang Fang remained motionless, and his snoring was still the same.

Steward Tan continued to smack the cigarette holder and spit out a series of eye circles that made the whole room pungent.

His voice sighed, saying,

"To tell you the truth, the two of us have gotten along quite well during this time, there are some things, I really don't want to do it, Senior Brother Yang, do you know how many disciples came from the sect before you?"

He took a light breath, saw that Yang Fang still had no reaction, and said to himself, "Before and after, a total of eighteen people came, without exception, all of them died in the end, only I am still alive, of course, in order not to attract the attention of the sect, I was also 'attacked' several times and traumatized several times,

I knew it would still raise suspicions, but I wasn't afraid.

You know why?

Because I know that those old things will have more pleasure than the other, and hiding in the sect will have countless benefits, and no one dares to come out and take risks.

Anyone who dared to come out basically died, and most of them were betrayed by me.

So I became the only person to talk to in this iron shop, I want to kill someone, no one in the sect can save him, including you!

Senior Brother Yang, do you want to be the next dead man? ”

Steward Tan looked at Yang Fang calmly.

Yang Fang was sleeping soundly and did not respond.

Steward Tan has been quietly watching Yang Fang.

But if Yang Fang dared to mention any conditions to him, he would not hesitate to kill Yang Fang.

Gradually.

Steward Tan loosened his brows, continued to smoke his cigarette stick, made a clattering sound, and said, "You are a smart person, you know how to forbear, this is very good, I don't know how much stronger than those dead people,

I have talked to you so much before, and I also hope that you can remember that in this shop, I am the one who can really control your life and death, and from now on, you should still be a deaf and mute. ”

Syllable! Syllable!

He slammed the iron pot on the table on one side, and a deep voice rang out.

Steward Tan did not continue to stay longer, but got up and left directly.

When you leave, you can take the door with you.

Yang Fang remained motionless and continued to sleep soundly.

It wasn't until he couldn't hear the footsteps in his ears that his eyes suddenly opened, and the ghostly light flickered.

What a ruthless guy!

This is

Warn?

Threat?

After a moment, he sighed softly.

"There is still half a month, and in half a month, my Iron Demon Armor should be completely cast, and when the time comes, I can leave directly."

There was no need for him to stay in this Xuanwu Sect.

During this time, his accent problem has been completely transformed.

In addition, there is a human skin mask on the face to cover up.

Now he is even mixed into Bailuo City, others only think that he is an indigenous.

Yang Fang got up from the bed and continued to practice the cross fist.

Whew!

In the room, the afterimage was whistling, and the fist was as strong as the wind.

The cross fist, the highest mystery, is to break the qi!

The punch can destroy all the enemy's true qi and internal qi resistance, and go straight to the meridians and internal organs.

Any defense of true qi and internal qi is useless.

When he killed Bai Chengfeng before, Bai Chengfeng's cross fist had only been practiced to the third level!

It's still far from breaking everything.

There are three more chapters in the afternoon!

Ask for a commuter pass!

(End of chapter)