Chapter 18: Returning Home (5 more)
I see.
Fang Yu nodded slightly.
"How do you divide the strength of demons?"
"Cold, heat, dry, glory, four realms. The demon we encountered today was the cold-level beginner-level demon. The strength of demons is naturally higher than that of us humans, so even the lowest-level cold-level demons are not something we can fight casually. β
Fang Yu looked up at Li Qianxuan's blood bar.
"Narei-sama's strength is ......"
"Flower Intermediate Level." Li Qianxuan didn't hide it, and said frankly.
Flower level intermediate, there is 100 blood, the highest damage is more than 100 crit, and the normal damage is about 50?
Fang Yu probably had a data template.
From this point of view, he, a mortal, is simply a weak chicken among weak chickens.
After all, become a martial artist as soon as possible, otherwise life will be difficult.
After thinking about it, Fang Yu had another question to ask.
"Lord Li, you only mentioned the four realms of flowers and trees, so I don't know what level of people you do, what realm is it?"
"Human?"
Li Qianxuan was stunned for a moment, and shook his head slightly: "There is no such thing as a level." If you have to say it, all our martial arts are human-level and within the category of people. β
What does that mean?
Fang Yu felt strange in his heart.
Since the system gives human-level skills, it means that there should be this level.
Li Qianxuan didn't know, could it be that the human level he did was still above the wood level?
Fang Yu didn't think much about it, just said.
"Lord Li, if I want to join the Yuan Body Martial Arts Pavilion, I don't know what price I will have to pay?"
"As far as I know, the entry fee for the Yuanti Martial Arts Pavilion is ten taels of silver, and after that, two taels of silver will be handed over every month."
When Fang Yu heard this, he touched his pocket, and his sleeves were breezy.
Not to mention ten taels of silver, he couldn't even take out a penny.
With his character's background, it is difficult to find a 100 penny.
This move made Li Qianxuan laugh.
"Don't worry, you have a meritorious job in slaying demons, and the Foolish Mansion has given you a reward of ten taels of silver. It also saved the lives of me and my subordinates, and I will give you another ten taels privately, so that you will have twenty taels, which is enough for you to enter the martial arts hall and spend the first few months. After that, it's up to you. β
After that, Li Qianxuan got up from the bed, went to the table and picked up a letter that had already been written and a bag of silver taels, and handed them to Fang Yu.
"This is a letter of recommendation I wrote, you give it to Yuan Hongxin, and he should accept you. Twenty taels of silver are also here, so you don't need to go to the hall to get them. β
One step!
Is this expected that I will definitely say yes?
After thinking about it, Fang Yu felt that others were just preparing more, and they would have to write a letter of recommendation when the time came.
Li Qianxuan had arranged it so thoughtfully for him, so what else did Fang Yu have to say?
No matter what, Li Qianxuan's arrangement still made Fang Yu quite grateful.
Immediately thanked him.
"Thank you, sir!"
"No need to be polite, you can cultivate as soon as possible, and come back to help me."
The two of them didn't mention the reward that Li Qianxuan said at the beginning.
Because of this arrangement, it is actually a gift of return for Li Qianxuan.
For Fang Yu, if he asks for anything else, he has to make inches.
For Li Qianxuan, he couldn't give Fang Yu too much.
Martial arts can't be taught.
You can't give too much money, and you're guilty.
Position or something, Diao Deyi doesn't seem to be an ordinary person, needless to mention.
Fang Yu was holding something and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered, turned around and asked.
"Lord Li, there is one more thing, do you know what the spirit is?"
"Spirit? Cultivating qi is to nourish the spirit, if you have practiced martial arts for a long time, you will naturally be full of spirit and full. Well...... Probably not right either. I don't know, ask the Taoist priest or monk in the town, we practice martial arts, and we don't pay attention to anything like spiritual peace and nature. β
Indeed, those of us who practice martial arts are physically demon-slayered.
Is a Taoist monk...... Let's ask someone again when we have a chance.
After thinking about it, Fang Yu asked a little embarrassed.
"There's one more thing, Lord Li, how can my head be pressed back on my neck?"
"Curses, that's also a method that Taoist monks are good at. I can't help it. Why don't you find a tailor to sew your head back? Anyway, it's just a body separation, it's not really death, and it should be fine if you sew it back, right? β
Will this work?
Why does it sound a little unreliable?
Seeing that Li Qianxuan didn't understand, Fang Yu didn't ask again.
Fang Yu was about to say goodbye, but Li Qianxuan politely sent someone to send him back in a carriage.
"Do you know where I live?"
"I've looked up some of your information." Li Qianxuan smiled.
That's a good feeling!
After all, Fang Yu himself didn't know where his home was.
Following the subordinates to leave, Fang Yu quickly got into the carriage and left the courtyard.
After Fang Yu left, the housekeeper in the Liqian Xuan Courtyard entered the house.
He sighed as he looked at the silver and letters that were already missing in the room.
"Thirty-seven?"
"Thirty-seventh. Make a note of it. "Li Qianxuan said.
"Master, when will such a scattered wealth bear fruit?" The butler bowed his head.
"It doesn't matter, there are always heroes who come out of the youth. They can get into my eyes, and I believe in my vision, and one day, I will be accompanied by a group of outstanding people who can be trusted. β
Li Qianxuan said with a smile.
Obviously, it is not the first time to invest in such potential teenagers and girls.
The housekeeper shook his head slightly, took out the list, and wrote Diao Deyi's name on it.
β¦β¦
Under the moonlight, a horse-drawn carriage headed in the direction of Sweet Flower Lane.
Fang Yu in the carriage felt the real bumpy feeling, and concluded that he would not take the carriage next time.
Opening the properties panel, he summarized today's takeaways.
The first is the spiritual attribute, which is unknown for the time being, and can not be pointed.
And the physique is the basic blood volume, which only represents the physical fitness.
Martial arts is the foundation of damage.
Translated, it means that the physique is blood defense, and martial arts is attack power.
That's probably what it means.
If you have an empty body, you are a blood cow with a long blood bar, and it has no meaning.
You must keep up with the matching martial arts in order to deal attack damage worthy of the health bar.
So in prison, he added physique, but the damage did not increase.
Or that there is an uplift, but the elevation is very weak.
"Martial arts is the key!"
The martial arts of Yudi Mansion, if you don't join, you can't learn it.
In other places, it is even more difficult to find a place to practice.
The martial arts hall is indeed the most suitable place to go.
"Rest for one night, tomorrow the martial arts hall will open, and I will go to learn from the teacher!"
Fang Yu had a clear goal.
If he learns martial arts, he will be harmed, if he is hurt, he will be able to take orders, if he receives orders, he will be able to make money, and he will be able to give money to Mr. Zhou's funeral.
After all, now he can't afford to spend much money on his whole body.
The home of the character Diao Deyi is in the Sweet Flower Lane in Tianyuan Town.
Sweet Flower Lane is a well-known poor area in the town, and the people living in it are mixed.
The guilty go into hiding, those who have no money go in, those who cause trouble flee in, and everyone has it.
The environment can be said to be very bad, but in the end there is still a place to live.
Out of Sweet Flower Lane, you can really only sleep on the street.
"Phewβ"
As soon as the groom pulled the reins, the carriage stopped in front of a broken house.
"Arrived?"
"Here we are."