Chapter 27 Fang Han is online

Author: Use your hair to generate electricity

Chapter 27 Fang Han is online

The moonlight is thin and the stars are dim.

Just when Yang Xuanzhen was worshiping his ancestors at the Yang Family Ancestral Temple, something related to him was also happening in the eastern part of the Xuanhuang World, in the Longyuan Province within the Dali Dynasty.

Hi! Hi! Hi!

The young man finished his day's work and quietly came to the reeds by the Longyuan River outside the city. According to the strength training method he had secretly learned, he kept doing various movements to exercise his strength.

If Yang Xuanzhen is here, and combined with the scene and location in front of him, he can guess that this young man is the protagonist of the eternal world, Fang Han.

Ever since that day when Qian Lixue neglected his duty to feed Qian Lixue and was whipped by Fang Qingwei, the second young lady of the Fang family, and rewarded with five taels of silver, Fang Han began to train even harder.

Because he has completely understood that only by practicing martial arts can he truly stand out and get rid of his slave status.

I would rather be a beggar than a slave!

When Fang Han was a child, his father had secretly taught him this, and he himself was already tired of this life of being a slave to others.

He once swore in his heart that he would become like the second young lady of the Fang family, wearing gorgeous boots, standing tall and whipping others.

He even imagined that once he could master powerful martial arts, he would take revenge and let Fang Qingwei, a woman like him, kneel in front of him and have a taste of it.

"It's coming, it's coming. It won't take long if this continues, and I will be able to strengthen the strength of my limbs, waist and abdomen, and have enough flexibility. I will start to practice the Songhe Wanshou Fist."

At this time, Fang Han had four sandbags tied up and down his limbs, and he was running, jumping, and rolling up and down in the reeds, trying to exercise his limbs, waist and abdomen to become full and strong.

The sweat on his body kept splattering, shining with bright crystal light in the moonlight among the reeds.

Time passes…

Half an hour passed, and Fang Han felt like stars were shining in front of his eyes, his head was buzzing, and his physical strength was almost exhausted to the limit.

But even so, he still had no intention of stopping and continued to grit his teeth and train over and over again.

Finally, he was exhausted, and with a bang, he collapsed in the reeds, breathing in air.

"If I could take bird's nest, velvet antler, ginseng, black-bone chicken... these things every day, my cultivation speed would definitely be accelerated several times."

"It's a pity that the five taels of silver that the second lady gave me can't afford these precious medicines, and I can't even afford a few meals of meat..."

Fang Han sat on the beach and looked up at the moon. Thinking of his current embarrassment, he couldn't help but sigh.

Wow, wow!

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of water in the reeds by the river, as if a big fish was stranded.

"What's going on?"

Fang Han endured the pain all over his body and climbed up. He walked out and took a closer look. He saw a person floating in the whirlpool of water among the reeds not far away.

"Hey, someone is drowning, who is it?"

He quickly jumped into the water and rescued the man. "It's out of breath. This turned out to be a floating corpse."

Fang Han's heart tightened violently. The scene in front of him was indeed a bit horrifying.

The body was swollen with water. There was a long scar on the body, with bones visible. When turned over, the wound was scorched and black.

"Could this person have been struck by lightning?"

When Fang Han saw this, he remembered that some people in the countryside who had been struck by lightning were also so burnt and smelly.

This dead body was dressed very gorgeously, in a purple-gold robe. When water dripped on it, it rolled down like the skin of a lotus leaf without being stained at all.

And it's very soft and smooth to the touch.

Fang Han worked as a domestic slave in the Fang family and had naturally seen a lot of things in the world, but he had never seen fabrics like this.

Not only that, this purple and gold robe is also embroidered with a huge Bagua pattern, which looks quite fairy-like.

This is a Bagua Purple Gold Taoist Robe!

If Yang Xuanzhen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this Bagua Purple Gold Taoist Robe is the symbol of the Taiyi Sect, the largest sect of immortality.

And this corpse is one of the most powerful existences in the entire immortal world, the clone of the Immortal King of Creation—Bai Haichan.

He actually put on Taiyi Men’s clothes!

What exactly is the intention?

………………

Daxuan Dynasty, Yanbeicheng.

A hundred miles southeast of the Yang family's mansion, there is also a huge mansion standing in the dark night.

The scale of this mansion is larger, more luxurious and more imposing than that of the Yang family.

There are countless pavilions, rockeries, ponds, courtyards and gardens in the mansion. If an ordinary person enters it, he will definitely lose his way and be unable to get out for the whole day.

This is one of the top forces in the entire Yanbei City, the Wang family.

The lights in the Wang family's meeting hall were bright.

The head of the family, Wang Yuanqing, is sitting on the throne. On his left are four old men and on his right are thirteen middle-aged men.

There are a total of eighteen people present, and all of them are as surging as dragons. Even the weakest person has reached the ninth level of the physical body and the realm of psychic.

Moreover, there are actually eight masters of the tenth level of physical body and the realm of divine transformation.

In particular, an old man in a purple robe is the most eye-catching. This old man has a white beard and eyebrows, a ruddy face, and a pair of eyes like an eagle, as sharp as a blade.

But what is surprising is that this old man's left sleeve is empty and flutters slightly in the wind, obviously missing an arm.

If there are knowledgeable people here, they will definitely be able to recognize the identity of this old man at a glance. He is the ancestor of the Wang family, the "One-Armed Eagle King" Wang Changhe.

Wang Changhe is one of the most terrifying beings in Yanbei City. Although he is missing an arm, his power is still overwhelming, and everyone is frightened by it.

"Father, dear uncles from the tribe, I wonder what the purpose of looking for a child tonight is?"

At this time, the young master of the Wang family, Wang Hengyang, walked into the meeting hall and bowed to everyone present.

There was doubt in his expression. He didn't know why his father suddenly summoned all the senior family members, including his ancestors.

This was the first time he had seen such a grand spectacle.

"Hengyang, my father, let me ask you, is it your instruction for Mr. Wei to go to the Yang family tonight?"

Wang Yuanqing looked at the son he was proud of and asked directly.

Hearing this, Wang Hengyang was stunned. Even his father had heard about this? However, this was not a big deal, so he said calmly:

"Yes, it's the boy who asked Mr. Wei to investigate the true identity of a Yang family disciple. What's wrong with this?"

His tone was very casual, as if he was saying he had just eaten and drank water, without the slightest worry.

After all, Mr. Wei personally took action, and Yang Xuanzhen of the Yang family could not afford any trouble. Even if he encountered the elder of the Yang family, he could escape unscathed.

"Nonsense."

Wang Yuanqing's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, as if he was about to have an attack, but he endured it.

"Father, the child is puzzled." Wang Hengyang said doubtfully.

"Mr. Wei is dead."

Wang Yuanqing let out a breath of turbid air.

"Why this?"

Wang Hengyang was so shocked that he took a step back and asked suspiciously: "Who is so capable that he can kill Mr. Wei?"

He is very aware of Mr. Wei's strength. Looking at the entire Yan Beicheng, he is not weak among the masters of transformation.

Even if all the divine transformation masters of the Yang family were to attack him, it would be very difficult to kill him.

But now...

"Okay, in seven days, Taiyi Sect will start to recruit disciples. Just practice with peace of mind and do your best to cope with the next assessment. Don't worry about this anymore, go on."

Wang Yuanqing calmed down his expression, his expression became serious, and he warned in a gentle voice.

"this…"

Wang Hengyang hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to retreat.

After Wang Hengyang left, Wang Yuanqing looked around at everyone and asked in a deep voice: "That old guy Yang Kaishan is not dead yet, what should we do?"

"He is an old ghost who is half buried in the ground. We have a large number of people. Why are we afraid of what he will do?"

A middle-aged man snorted coldly, but even so, he could not hide the fear between his brows.

Wang Changhe knocked on the table and said solemnly: "Yang Kaishan's strength is far beyond imagination. Back then, he fought six masters of divine transformation without defeat. Even I can't resist him. I will definitely lose within two hundred moves. "

He knew firsthand how powerful Yang Kaishan was.

A hundred years ago, when he was still in his prime, there was a conflict between the Wang family and the Yang family. He personally fought against Yang Kaishan, but was completely defeated by Yang Kaishan with only one hundred and eighty-nine moves.

That time, he was seriously injured, causing him to lie in bed for a full year before recovering.
To be continued...