Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 187 I am face blind (please subscribe!)

   After all, unless you start tempering your body from the age of twenty, you can almost finish tempering before the age of fifty.

But,

   How many people can break through to the first-class at the age of twenty?

  Of course, the world is full of wonders.

  Perhaps, there will really be that kind of peerless evildoer.

  However, that kind of evildoer generally does not lack innate secret records.

  All kinds of big sects will rush to send them various resources and exercises.

   Zhang Jing put the leaf-by-leaf elixir into his mouth,

   Then, guide the true essence to be tempered at the feet.

  Under the continuous refinement of true energy, Zhang Jing could feel a numbness on his feet emanating from the inside out.

   This is certainly not beriberi,

   Instead, the true essence is tempering the body.

  If they are generally top-notch masters, they may only be able to temper one foot in a year with the real energy obtained from daily exercise.

   Unlike Zhang Jing, it only took a short time to temper one foot,

   The price is to use a panacea.

  However, if it can be tempered with a single elixir,

  Zhang Jing believes that there will definitely be many people who are willing.

   There is still one panacea left, and Zhang Jing is not stingy,

  If you can keep it and you can’t hold your cubs, it’s better to refine it.

continue!

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  The secret room of Zhang Jing stayed in it for several hours before coming out,

  When it came out, the elixir had been refined completely,

  The other foot was also tempered.

   If there is any change, of course there will be,

   Impossible, there is no change at all after refining the three elixir.

   Zhang Jing only feels that his feet are a little light now, and if he pours his true energy into performing body skills, the speed may also increase.

   Do as soon as you think of it,

   Zhang Jing directly casts the shadow body, and an afterimage flashes by,

   Sure enough, the speed of movement has increased by several percent.

   These are not easy. You must know that sometimes the key to deciding the outcome is often in that moment.

  Being able to increase a little strength is to increase a little protection for one's life.

  …

   When Zhang Jing was about to return to the backyard, he ran into Fan Chong who came in a hurry.

   "City Lord," Fan Chong saluted Zhang Jing.

  Afterwards, Zhang Jing, who was behind Zhang Jing, also nodded.

   Now, the leaders in Heishui City all know Zhang Ye, after all, he is the person next to the Lord Zhang, so the relationship is naturally better.

  Even if they don't flatter, most of them will respect them.

  Even though Zhang Jing thinks highly of Fan Chong, it doesn't mean that Fan Chong will be arrogant.

   No matter how I put it, I have been struggling in the rivers and lakes for so many years,

   There are still some brains that should be there.

   "Why, the injury on his body is healed," Zhang Jing laughed softly.

   "Hey, our old Fan's body is very strong, even if the injury is a little more serious, I'm fine," Fan Chong scratched his head and smiled, looking a little honest and honest.

  However, Zhang Jing knows that this guy is not honest at all.

   "What are you doing in such a hurry?" Zhang Jing turned around to go back to the backyard, while Fan Chong followed behind.

   "Hey, I'm here to find the city lord," Fan Chong glanced at Zhang Jing and said softly.

   "Looking for me? Could it be that something happened in the city?" Zhang Jing glanced at Fan Chong's expression, he seemed to be a little happy, and it didn't seem like something was wrong.

  Afterwards, Zhang Jing lay down on the chair.

   This is a reclining chair specially built by Zhang Jing,

  On weekdays, after practicing, Zhang Jing would lie down here.

   With a few maids around to serve, life is indeed very comfortable.

   Zhang Ye, who was beside him, stepped back immediately and asked someone to serve Zhang Jing two cups of hot tea.

  However, Fan Chong did not sit down, but stood next to Zhang Jing and smiled, looking a little wretched.

   "City Master, do you still remember Yihong Pavilion?" Fan Chong said softly.

   "Yihong Pavilion?"

   Zhang Jing naturally has an impression. At first, Fan Chong wanted to invite Zhang Jing to play a place, but Zhang Jing refused later.

   It seems that the old bustard recommended a woman named Yue'er to him, but Fan Chong reprimanded him.

   Later, Fan Chong told Zhang Jing that Yue'er seemed to be surnamed Liu, and he was quite famous in the realm of chaos.

   There are so many tricks to play, attracting many caravans from nearby countries to come here for entertainment.

   Correspondingly, it is naturally much dirty.

   "It's not like you want to invite me again," Zhang Jing frowned slightly, indifferent to these things.

  Even if he wants to play, Zhang Chengzhu likes to play some clean ones.

  However, according to Lu Wei, it seems that Fan Chong often likes to go to Yihong Pavilion for recreation.

  Sometimes Lu Wei advised him that such things would hurt the body,

  He would shake his head and wave his hands and say, "Oh, it's Mei Shi."

   "No, no, no, I'm not asking you to go," Fan Chong waved his hand quickly, he knew that Lord Zhang didn't like to go to Gou Lanli on weekdays.

   "What is that, say what you have to say, and let go of your fart," Zhang Jing waved his hand impatiently.

"That's right, the old bustard from Yihong Pavilion found me yesterday and asked me to bring a message. I hope I can apologize to you, the city lord, and I want to send that girl Ruoruo to your house. Look..." Fan Rubbing his hands together, he laughed.

   "That's right, no need, I'm not interested in the women there," Zhang Jing waved his hand.

   "Well, Miss Ruoruo is very beautiful, with smooth skin or something," Fan Chong remembered what the old bustard had said about that girl Ruoruo.

  He can only think of such a word now. After all, he paid for the fame of a scholar back then.

   Actually knows fewer words than the girls he knows.

   "I'm face-blind, and I can't tell who is beautiful or not, so there is no need to mention it," Zhang Jing waved his hand casually.

  Seeing Zhang Jing's expression, Fan Chong could only nod his head, not going to continue.

  Besides, I'm a bit ignorant of flattery.

   If Zhang Jing really valued him, wouldn't he be punished?

   "The subordinate will resign," Fan Chong arched and prepared to leave.

   "Wait, you just said that the old bustard wants to apologize to me?" Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't hold any grudges,

  However, since the old bustard said so, if she doesn't accept her apology, wouldn't it make her sleepless?

  So, on the premise of thinking about her, Zhang Jing seems to be able to make a fortune from this.

  Anyway, places like Yihong Pavilion are the most affluent. If you contribute some money to build Heishui City, the old bustard will probably support it.

   "Uh, yes, that's right," Fan Chong quickly replied.

   "In this case, let Yihong Pavilion pay five thousand taels of silver as an apology," Zhang Jing said softly.

   "Yes, my subordinates must convey it," Fan Chong nodded immediately.

   But in fact, he mentioned that sentence casually,

   Just to make it less obtrusive.

   But, who cares about her, it's not like asking him to pay for it.

  (end of this chapter)