When I returned to Shanyang County, it was already noon three days later.

Hearing the report of the subordinates, the head of the Bai family who hurried to the gate of the mansion, looked at the ten truckloads of goods that had returned to Zhao after returning to Zhao, and his face couldn't help showing emotions such as joy and surprise.

He didn't expect Fang Ping to come back from the beginning. If you want to get back the fat from the hands of the bandits and bandits, it's so easy, Fang Ping only needs to get back seventy percent of the goods, and the remaining thirty percent will be given to the Qinglong Village, and both sides can have a step down.

But Fang Ping is good, all of them have to come back, which not only makes the head of the Bai family mutter, the owner of Qinglong Village is also a master of the seven grades of martial arts, and he has also gathered a large number of minions, and there are more than 100 martial artists in the village, how did Fang Ping snatch food.

In this regard, Fang Ping also made an understatement to explain, he relied on a three-inch tongue.

The head of the Bai family put the letter in place, and the thieves who robbed the house and licked the blood from the knife are also reasonable?

"Reason is all over the world, and unreasonable is difficult to do." Fang Ping's words were all this, and he left in a hurry.

The head of the Bai family was messy in the wind, and he couldn't realize the truth of the Great Dao in Fang Ping's words at all: What is the truth? Fists are the truth! In these years, only a big fist can be a big brother! Only hard fists can help people shovel things!

It's very understandable.

"What the hell is going on, is the owner of Qinglong Village really convinced by Fang Xian's nephew with a three-inch tongue?"

The head of the Bai family looked at the dozens of Bai family guards who had accompanied Fang Ping back.

Everyone nodded, they still remembered Fang Ping's warning, and they couldn't say that Fang Ping had the strong strength of the four grades of martial arts.

……

……

In the inner city, Fang Ping often buys medicine and tonic inside the pharmacy.

On the way home, Fang Ping walked in by the way, and first bought some fire turtle meat, horned python meat, the meat at home is not much, and he also bought some golden-veined beef, which is fed to the heterogeneous BMW.

Then, Fang Ping took out the elixir he had obtained from Liu Wuye.

When the pharmacy owner saw the bright red pill slipping out of the medicine bottle, he immediately studied it with interest, put it in front of his nostrils and sniffed it for a long time, and said: "If I guess correctly, this is the Quenching Pill, which is refined from more than a dozen expensive and rare medicinal materials, and it is a martial arts elixir that can only be purchased in the city of Daze Mansion, and one will cost more than five thousand taels of silver." ”

Fang Ping gasped, a piece of five thousand taels of silver?

"What effect?"

"Quenching the bones of the body also has a weak effect of washing the marrow and cutting the bones."

The pharmacy owner raised his head and said, "You refined this pill?" Or did you buy it from somewhere? ”

Fang Ping quickly snatched the pill and put it back in the bottle, "A friend sent it." ”

"Hehe, you can come here, do you sell it?" The owner of the pharmacy said sincerely: "There is no alchemist in Shanyang County, and any pill is precious. With such a quenching pill, I can help you sell it for more than 5,000 taels of silver! ”

Fang Ping shook his head, money is very important, but for him today, no matter how much gold and silver he has, it is just a stepping stone for him to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.

It is like the people's sacrifice is in good weather, and the chicken, duck, fish, and candle utensils placed in front of the sacrificial table when the emperor sacrifices to the country and the people, once the sacrifice is completed, it can be discarded at will.

"I don't know how effective the medicine is, how much can I increase my strength after taking this quenching pill."

Fang Ping walked out of the pharmacy, and the places he passed attracted people's attention and talked about it, not that Fang Ping looked fierce and vicious, and his appearance was better than Pan An, but that the huge physique of the heterogeneous BMW was too conspicuous.

Fang Ping can only accept this calmly, his current strength is not afraid of anyone in this Shanyang County, and some people are snooping and coveting it, and the truth that the husband is not guilty of his guilt is for the weak.

……

In the small courtyard, seven-year-old Fang Ying sat cross-legged under the eaves, breathing in and breathing, a stream of heat swam in his body, and when he cultivated to the depths, the sound of qi and blood flowing in his veins accelerated a lot.

Fang Ping didn't interrupt his cultivation, he observed for a while, and smiled with relief.

Xiao Nizi has been practicing the "Turtle Breath Breath Breath Technique" for a year, and from the depth of the interval between her breathing, and the speed of the flow of qi and blood in her body, Fang Ping can see that Fang Ying has completely mastered this health preservation technique, and all aspects of her body are also thriving, at least in terms of lung capacity, qi and blood strength, Fang Ying can compare with adult men who have not practiced martial arts.

"Second brother!" Fang Ying, who immediately opened her eyes, got up upside down and threw herself into Fang Ping's arms.

Not to mention, I haven't seen him for a few days, Fang Ping also misses this little girl, after grabbing Fang Ying and spinning it like a spinning top for more than a dozen times, Fang Ping suddenly remembered that in addition to the Quenching Pill from Liu Wuye's body, he also got a sword spectrum.

Whether it is swordsmanship, boxing, or other kinds of martial arts, Fang Ping is not interested, he is taking the brilliant road of tapping his own potential and sublimating the origin of life, and health exercises are his best choice to climb the peak of martial arts.

But others are different, it is difficult to enter the product with health preservation exercises, even if it is entered, the combat power is not as good as those who have cultivated conventional martial arts, Fang Ping put it aside.

"Come, second brother will give you a gift." Fang Ping said and took out the sword spectrum that Liu Wuye had obtained.

Fang Ying took the booklet, opened the first page, and read: "Ten ...... Rain Sword ...... Go. ”

Fang Ping stumbled and pinched Xiao Nizi's cheek fiercely: "It's the Ben Thunder Sword Technique!" It's not the Ten Rain Sword to go. ”

It's terrible to be uneducated!

"Oh."

Fang Ying flipped down, and it was a vivid, lifelike villain performing sword moves, and there was a detailed explanation of the moves next to it.

"I'll teach you to read, and I'll send you to school." Fang Ping sat under the eaves and taught Fang Ying over and over again what the content on the sword book meant, and how to read this word.

In the blink of an eye, in the afternoon, curling smoke rose from every household outside the hospital, Fang Ying looked dazed, she was arguing, and she didn't remember anything she had learned.

"That's it for today, and it's going to continue tomorrow." Fang Ping was also tired, and after teaching all afternoon, it was nothing.

In the kitchen, Li Rou cooked the rice, fried the vegetables, and called the brother and sister into the house to eat.

Fang Ying returned to the house with a cheer, and Fang Ping also returned to the house with relief.

The next day, Fang Ping took Fang Ying out, to educate the child, first of all, to arouse the child's interest, blindly instilling knowledge, will only make the child psychologically repulsed, so Fang Ping took Fang Ying to buy a sword.

A long sword made of high-quality black iron, without a sharp edge, the sword body is as thin as autumn water, dark blue, the hilt of the sword is engraved with a lotus pattern, and the scabbard is inlaid with thirteen ink-colored mussel beads the size of a dragon's eye.

It cost Fang Ping two hundred taels of silver, so much money can buy dozens of ordinary weapons.

When giving the sword to Fang Ying, Fang Ping said: "Imagine that you are holding a long sword, ruling the world, punishing evil and promoting good, and relieving the common people, everyone says that you are a heroine." ”

Fang Ying blinked his eyes, and the picture that Fang Ping had mentioned appeared in his mind.

(End of chapter)