I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 295 Temporary residence!

“Sir, is this your first time in the imperial city?”

On the cruise ship, the white-haired old man shook the oar and smiled.

Yang came to his senses and responded: "Yes, I wonder if there are any fun and delicious places in this city? Can I introduce them to you?"

 “Haha, there are naturally no shortage of such things.”

The boatman chuckled and said: "The Imperial City of Dayuan is the most beautiful place in Dayuan. All kinds of food and entertainment are unparalleled in the world. For food, there are yellow phosphorus fish from Sanxianlou, fresh mutton soup, and drunken fresh duck." , as well as the authentic dog meat from Xuji in the south of the city, the oolong elbows from Laohuai Lane, braised lamb legs, fried seabass, shrimp dumplings... all are famous delicacies in the imperial city. As for things to do, there are also many, The Colosseum, Arena, and Dojo in the south of the city are overcrowded every day. There are also the Red Lantern Club, the Talent Club, and the Lotus Club, which make people forget to leave..."

The boatman has a lot of treasures, and new names keep coming out of his mouth.

Yang Fang stopped by his ear one by one, suddenly raised his finger and pointed towards a vast building in the distance, saying: "By the way, where is that place?"

The boatman looked around, showing surprise, and said: "That's where the Six Gates Headquarters is, what? Your guest has friends at the Six Gates Headquarters?"

 “That’s not true, I’m just curious.”

Yang Fang smiled and said: "But this six-door headquarters seems different from what you imagined. Why is it so dilapidated?"

"This six-door headquarters is quite old. It has never been repaired for hundreds of years. It is normal for it to be a little dilapidated."

 The boatman smiled.

"I see."

Yang Fang responded.

 Not far from the shore.

A green-grey courtyard facing the water stands in the distance. The entrance is not big, and in front of the door there are a pile of stone lions carved from granite.

There are two more figures, standing quietly.

It seems like this is just a side entrance.

 Six-door headquarters!

Yang Fangxin was thinking.

 In his induction, the divine seed was clearly located within it.

  Could it be that... he wants to force his way into the six-door headquarters?

  After a while.

 He couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

There are so many masters in the imperial city, and there is definitely a terrifying existence of the second ladder. Anyone who dares to forcefully break into the six-door headquarters will undoubtedly be courting death.

and!

 In the palace, there is still a remnant soul of a god.

 In front of this god, even the Sky Palace is extremely afraid.

 “Inappropriate, very inappropriate.”

Yang Xingxin said.

Now it seems that he can only find someone to refine the elixir first, and then find a way to obtain the divine seed after his strength improves.

  Anyway, if you want to obtain the divine seed, you can only use the Tao map!

 Tao Tu is in oneself, and sooner or later this divine seed will belong to oneself.

 You only need to rent a yard nearby, and once the divine seed matures, it will fly over automatically.

 This is the safe way.

At the same time, he can also secretly improve his strength, and maybe he can reach the second ladder in one fell swoop.

 “Old man, stop ahead.”

Yang Fang said.

"okay."

The boatman smiled and rowed the boat towards the pier on one side.

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After getting off the cruise ship, Yang Fang swayed and entered an alley. He first found a good tavern in the alley and had a good meal.

 After paying the bill, I started looking for a house in the surrounding area.

 The place where you live must be particular.

If the distance is too far, the Dao map's attraction to the gods will become much weaker, and many other changes will be added out of thin air, so Yang Fang must choose carefully.

 The whole afternoon, Yang Fang was busy.

finally.

 In the evening, he found a small courtyard that was quite satisfactory.

This small courtyard is not far from the busy city, and is also very close to the Six Gates headquarters, only about two hundred meters away. It can be regarded as a quiet place in the bustle. The courtyard is spacious and a thick old locust tree is planted in the courtyard.

There are also rows of weapon racks on one side.

The owner is a middle-aged man about 1.7 meters tall, and he is also a martial arts practitioner. However, he seems to have suffered internal injuries in the early years. Every time he takes a few steps, he will cough for a while, and his face will turn yellow.

"This is it. This was originally the place where I practiced martial arts. Now my family is in a tight situation, so I can only rent it. If you like it, just give me four taels of silver a month."

The middle-aged man Wang Quan said: "But let's make a deal first. I will rent this place for at least one year. Once I rent it, the one-year rent must be paid in full. You can think about it yourself whether you want to rent it or not."

 He seems to be very short of money now.

Yang Fang looked around gently and said, "Okay, that's it."

Since he didn’t know when the divine seed would mature, he could only rent it for the time being.

Anyway, dozens of taels of silver are nothing to him.

“That’s okay, then sign the contract. I’ve already brought the contract.”

 The middle-aged man forced a smile and quickly took out two crumpled pieces of paper with writing on them from his sleeves.

Yang Fang nodded lightly, walked to the room, took out a pen and ink, signed Xiao Fang's name directly, and then pressed his fingerprint.

 Next, he took out the silver and gave it directly to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man accepted the money and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, my residence is not far away. If you have anything else to do in the future, you can come to me. By the way, you can also use the weapons in the yard as you like. , as for food, you can buy it on the streets outside."

 “Easy to say.”

Yang Fang nodded.

 “Then I’ll take my leave first.”

Wang Quan gently handed over his hand and said with a smile.

 “walk slowly.”

Yang Fang sent the other party to the door, then closed the courtyard door and walked towards the room.

 He was thinking in his mind.

 The courtyard has been decided. After a while of recovery from the injury, you can go find the alchemist.

 Suddenly, he remembered something, closed the door carefully, and turned his palms.

 Pang Wanzhong's body was taken out again and fell on the ground in front of him. The muscles all over his body were ferocious and his breath was surging.

The head that was originally pushed into his belly has been pulled out again. His eyes are wide open with anger, blood is bleeding from all the orifices, and he will not rest in peace.

“It seems that this Vajra God Seed is really impossible to take out...”

Yang Xingxin said.

but!

 Even so, Pang Wanzhong’s body cannot be thrown away casually.

I wonder if this body can be made into a puppet?

 In this case, even if the opponent still has the divine seed in his body, there will always be a chance to take it out in the future.

“If you want to refine a puppet, you need to practice the [Taiyi Soul Art] as soon as possible.”

 Taiyi Soul Art contains various soul secret techniques, which can not only strengthen one's own soul, but more importantly, there is a forbidden technique in it that can extract the souls of others.

 Three conditions for making a puppet.

 The body, soul, and monster crystal core.

Now there is only one soul left.

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 The weather is getting cooler.

Yellow leaves are flying.

Unknowingly, Yang Fang has been living in the imperial city for a month.

He lives in seclusion every day and practices diligently. Not only has he consolidated everything he has learned before, but he has also completely recovered from the injuries in his body. At the same time, he has also cultivated the [Taiyi Soul Art] to the first level.

 Taiyi Soul Jue has a total of four levels.

 Each level can greatly increase the power of the soul.

 The various functions contained in it are even more incredible, and the one [depriving the soul] alone is surprising enough.

 The other one is the immortality of the soul.

Even if the body is killed, the soul can take the opportunity to escape, just like the mysterious woman before.

However, this kind of immortality is definitely not the real immortality.

It just makes people's souls more condensed. Even if they lose their bodies, they don't have to worry about them dissipating immediately. Therefore, this is equivalent to having one more life than others!

besides.

Yang Fang's Futian Hand, Wuji Seal, Void Step, Black Cloud Sword Technique, Black Demon Fist, Flame Palm, and Ice Finger are all making rapid progress.

 Especially the Void Step.

The previous Void Step could only be practiced with a hint of feeling, but the current Void Step has been directly cultivated to the third level.

 The third level of Void Step is about a bit faster than Qingyun Step in terms of speed.

And the two super-grade martial arts, Flame Palm and Ice Finger, have also been successfully brought to the perfect state.

 One month’s time can be said to be a huge harvest.

“The only thing lacking is cultivation. Just relying on your own cultivation can only generate 10 experience points a day, which is too slow.”

Yang Fang thought.

It's just that his previous injury has not recovered, so how can he dare to find the alchemist easily.

 But there is no need to worry about it now.

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 The silver moon shines outside the window.

 Dew has appeared on the ground.

There was a faint sound of strong wind coming from the courtyard wall. Three figures jumped up gently from the outside, holding back their breath, and walked quickly on the courtyard wall.

Not long after, they hid in the shadow of the corner and glanced towards the yard.

With just one glance, all three people's eyes flashed with light.

 “Red corn seed, as expected.”

One of the figures was extremely happy: "There are actually red corn seeds here!"

“Who is the owner of this yard? He can even grow red corn.”

 The second figure said.

"Who the **** is he? Take action while he is asleep now. If these red corn seeds are put up for auction, they will definitely sell for a sky-high price."

 The third figure said hurriedly.

The three of them no longer hesitated, their bodies jumped up, and they quickly landed in the courtyard with a subtle and rapid whistling sound of wind.

They looked overjoyed and quickly stretched out their big hands to grab the red corn seeds.

"An ear of red corn seeds costs ten taels of silver. If you want to buy it, you must put down the money first."

Suddenly, an unusually calm voice sounded directly in the minds of the three of them without warning.

 The three people's expressions suddenly changed and they turned around suddenly.

 Has it been discovered?

 They quickly looked towards the closed room.

I saw that the windows and doors of the room were all closed, there was no light inside, and no one could be seen.

 The three of them looked at each other, holding their breath, motionless.

  After a while.

One of them called out cautiously and looked around the room carefully. When he saw that there was no response from the room, he immediately quietly picked up an ear of red corn seeds, broke it gently, and put it into his arms.

The other two people were also staring closely at the room. When they saw that there was no reaction from the other party, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They quickly followed suit and broke off the clusters of red corn seeds and quickly put them into their arms.

They were overjoyed and quickly filled their hearts with joy. They hurriedly jumped up and were about to leave this place.

 But suddenly, the three of them felt dizzy. Just as they jumped up, their bodies fell down again. Their whole bodies were extremely weak, and all the energy in their bodies seemed to have disappeared.

 The three of them suddenly looked frightened.

what happened?

 Why does your body suddenly feel weak?

 “Five hundred taels of silver, thank you for your patronage!”

 The calm voice in the room sounded again.

 The three of them looked horrified and quickly looked at the room again.

It's him!

 Did that person cast a magic spell that wiped out all their energy and strength?

 “Senior, spare your life!”

　　"You are too young to see the truth, and you have offended your seniors. I beg your seniors to spare your life!"

“There is money here, I’ll give it all to you, I’ll give it all to you. We don’t want the red corn seeds either. Please forgive me, Lord Demon!”

 The three of them fell to their knees, kowtowed, and burst into tears.

 He took out all the money he had on him. He was extremely frightened and begged for mercy.

As they took out their money one by one, the three of them soon discovered to their horror that the vital energy that had just disappeared from their bodies seemed to have recovered again.

Even his tired body gradually recovered.

 The three of them were even more horrified.

Is this really a peerless old demon hiding in the world?

 “Thank you, senior, thank you very much, senior.”

The three of them kowtowed repeatedly, feeling extremely grateful. Then they quickly stood up and fled over the wall desperately, not daring to stay any longer.

Yang Fang couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

 He is within the imperial city and has not killed anyone for a month.

  I don’t want to break the precept because of this.

but!

This Ten Thousand Poisons Sutra is really useful.

The various poisons in it are really similar to sorcery when dealing with such little minions, and you can take them all down quietly.

The only pity is that the Ten Thousand Poisons Scripture is no longer enough to deal with Holy Spirit-level masters.

 “Poison Sect···”

Yang Xingxin said.

 I don’t know if there is such a method in this Poison Sect.

The window opened, and a ray of true energy rushed out, sweeping up all the money and red corn seeds on the ground and falling into the room.

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 The next morning.

Yang Fang put on a brand new robe, had breakfast, took steps, and walked towards the distance.

When passing by Wang Quan's residence, I couldn't help but be slightly startled and looked around.

 I saw a large number of police officers in front of the landlord Wang Quan's residence.

 There were crowds of people from all directions, talking about it.

Yang Fang listened carefully and quickly figured it out.

 Wang Quan was sought revenge by his enemies last night?

According to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, I decided to leave.

 A mountain villa outside the city.

Yang Fang's body finally appeared here, raised his palm, and gently knocked on the door in front of him.

 Not long after, the door opened.

 One of the disciples glanced at Yang Fang and said, "Please come back. My master has been in a bad mood recently and doesn't want to see guests."

 He closed the door again.

Yang Fang stretched out his palm, grabbed the door, making it difficult to close, and smiled: "Please tell me, I was recommended by an acquaintance."

 He took out a dark purple jade pendant and handed it to the other party.

The other party frowned, but still took the jade pendant and said, "Then you wait."

 He closed the door, turned and left.

Yang stood at the door and waited quietly.

 Not long after, the door opened again.

The doorman handed the token to Yang Fang and said, "Please come in, my master is already waiting in the main hall."

 “Thank you.”

Yang Fang smiled and entered the yard.

 Under the leadership of the doorman, he turned around and soon entered a spacious hall.

 In the main hall.

An old man over sixty years old, wearing a red robe with black stripes, a beard on his chin and a wrinkled face, sat quietly on the main seat.

A pair of triangular eyes glanced coldly at Yang Fang, waved his hand, blocked the door, and said coldly: "Who are you Zhou Yuan? What happened last time, Zhou Yuan is not dead yet? Why doesn't he come here by himself?"

Yang Fang was slightly startled, then raised his hands and smiled: "Master Zhou is an old friend of me, and I introduced you to come here to make alchemy."

 “Huh, old friend?”

The old man snorted coldly, as if he didn't believe it at all, and said: "It's not impossible for me to make the elixir, but I'm in a bad mood right now, so just wait. I'll make it for you when I feel better."

 “Then when will senior be in a good mood?”

Yang Fang asked.

"have no idea."

 The old man said dullly.

Yang Fang frowned.

 Well, this is not a bad mood!

 This is clearly like eating gunpowder!

When he came, Zhou Yuan said that the alchemist had a weird temper and was difficult to get along with, so he asked himself to be patient. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

 He was speechless for a while.

Since he can't make elixirs, why did he let himself in?

 For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Yang didn't want to leave, nor did he stay. In the end, he sat on the chair unceremoniously, picked up a cup of tea on the table, and began to sip it.

 The old man snorted again, seemingly dissatisfied with Yang Fang's rudeness.

 Just like this, time passes.

The two of them have been sitting here quietly, no one said anything.

The atmosphere seemed extremely awkward.

 Half an hour later.

A steward ran quickly from outside holding a note, and said in a panic: "Master, Qingyun Swordsman has also given up..."

 He ​​suddenly realized that there was someone there, so he quickly kept silent, came to the old man, and handed the note in his hand to the old man.

 The old man took the note, glanced away, his face suddenly darkened, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth.

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