"This is not the bulk of Zhu Yiqi's expenses."

Hong Lie shook his head slightly and smiled.

"The biggest expense is actually us."

"In Zhu Yiqi, the minimum annual salary is sixty taels, and there will be rewards for military achievements. Lin Lin has calculated that the amount of money the clan spends on more than sixty people a year is nearly ten thousand!"

[Ten thousand taels of silver, if exchanged for martial arts resources, what kind of progress can it bring? 】

Hong Fan couldn't help but be speechless after hearing this.

"But you don't have to worry."

Hong Lie mistakenly thought that his words put too much pressure on his cousin.

"Our Hongjiaguang has fertile farmland, and we also have more than a dozen Shangtian farms in the southeast of Jinhai City. Each farm earns at least three to four hundred taels a year."

"Coupled with the shops and rented houses in the city, after deducting all expenses for a year, there is always a net income of three to four thousand taels of silver."

"How can it be that exaggerated?"

But in Hong Fan's perception, the world is still clear within ten steps.

During this period, Hong Fan consumed martial arts resources worth seventy or eighty taels of silver. After penetrating the second serious meridian, the "Shou Jueyin Pericardium Meridian," he also opened four of the nine major acupoints of the "Shou Shaoyin Heart Meridian."

Hong Fan sighed softly, drew his sword and slashed, cutting a fallen leaf caught in the wind and sand into two pieces.

"Okay, today I will first take you to familiarize yourself with the basics of bow push, string hooking, and positioning when shooting from the next step, and then teach you how to use the eight sword techniques."

A decoration sledgehammer weighing about 12 pounds is enough to smash concrete walls, and it is definitely too powerful to use to kill people.

"According to this progress, it will take another two full days for me to teach you all the basic knowledge and practice methods."

And if a weapon weighing thirty kilograms were swung open, it would probably literally "break both the man and the horse into pieces."

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More than two months later, on the sixth day of August.

"From the beginning of the idea, to the completion of the design, to today's implementation, it took a full two months..."

Hong Fan solemnly thanked him and bowed deeply.

But his progress goes far beyond that.

Although he didn't play with weapons in his previous life, he didn't know anything about cold weapons.

He is twenty-nine years old, already married and has children.

This trick of Sand Thorn is simpler than Sha Wu, and Hong Fan had already mastered it a month ago.

"Thank you cousin, I will have a lot of trouble in the future!"

Hong Lie added.

"Okay, it's still early today. How about I take you to the martial arts field to practice bow and sword?"

Hong Lie put away his bow and sword and patted Hong Fan on the shoulder.

In terms of Yanliu Gong cultivation alone, he has already caught up with Jiang Youde, who is ten years older.

The Hongfu martial arts training ground is located in the northwest corner. Because it is mainly used to practice archery and horse skills, the venue is wider than the martial arts training ground in the northeast corner.

Hong Fan's learning speed surprised his temporary teacher.

Hong Fan led his horse into the forest and made a sound of autumn on the dead branches and leaves.

Hong Fan naturally would not refuse.

In just two and a half months, Hong Fan relied on his intelligence, which was beyond ordinary people, and the blessing of martial arts to master the bow, sword, horse, and spear, as well as the basic killing techniques of Yanliu Gong.

Summer has completely gone, leaving only the dew that condenses every morning as a farewell tear.

"I finally succeeded with this 'shabu' move."

[Yes, there is martial arts in this world, and there are also magic pills...]

As for the most important aspect of martial arts, he will naturally not fall behind.

The horn bow does not need to be fully opened, and one shot takes two seconds. Counting the effort of drawing the arrow and correcting the posture, I have already practiced hundreds of shots in half an hour.

Hong Lie took a practice bow and wooden sword from the weapons rack and took Hong Fan to the shooting range.

"You are just a back-up in the team now. You must at least master step shooting, mounted shooting, step sword, horse spear, and the killing techniques of the penetrating realm before you can officially join the team."

Hong Fan felt his heart skip a beat when he heard this.

Hong Fan was stunned and immediately thought of Qi Zuojian, the Dahua military-industrial complex.

"It's all within one's duty. You are so serious. Could it be that calling me cousin is not sincere?"

Hong Lie raised his eyes and looked slightly cold.

He tied the yellow gelding under a tree and patted the horse's face gently.

At noon, Hong Fan took his bow and sword and rode his gelding out of the city and entered the mountains from the southeast.

Hong Lie waved his hand and deliberately asked with a straight face.

Because every grain of sand controlled by the sand world is always feeding back information to its owner.

Hong Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Hong Lie grinned.

At a distance of twenty meters, even if each arrow misses the target, it will not miss much.

Against the setting sun, Hong Lie smiled heartily.

Seeing Hong Lie coming in with an unfamiliar face, many knight archers greeted him from a distance.

Flicking silently with his fingers, Hong Fan raised a large area of ​​desert sand beneath his feet, covering himself and several large trees around him.

The solar term at this time is named "Bai Lu".

Within a radius of ten meters, the wind whined lowly, and the sunlight and sight were cut off.

What surprised Hong Fan the most was that in the corner of the field, among a dozen steel balls suspended by iron chains, there was a burly man wearing thick cloth armor, rushing back and forth, killing with his bare hands.

Generally speaking, the weight of a two-handed sword is about six or eight pounds at most.

"He is a serious practitioner of the Ten Paths of Penetrating Realm. He is only one step behind me. But he is naturally very powerful. He can hold a hundred kilograms of armor and use thirty kilograms of weapons to charge at high speeds continuously."

Hong Fan, who was falling behind, looked at Hong Lie's back and vaguely caught a glimpse of what his father, Hong Li, looked like when he was young.

Under the cover of the dense forest, Hong Fan first practiced using the iron hand a few times, then pulled out the "Wang Buliuxing" horizontal sword and practiced the sword skills and the "Fire Sword" killing method.

With a push of his hand, the gravel turned into three thorns, which spanned a distance of ten meters like lightning and penetrated an inch into the tree trunk.

"The peak of ordinary penetration realm can only carry two thousand kilograms of strength. Even if it is full of steel armor, it is no match for the iron nets and ropes of dozens of veterans."

The two of them spent the remaining hour and a half of the afternoon in the martial arts arena.

"Based on your understanding, I think it will definitely take three months..."

At the martial arts arena in the evening, the two cousins ​​strode out one after the other.

"Bentley, just eat grass here and don't move around."

After the sand mist dispersed, he returned the sword to its sheath and summoned a ball of gravel into the palm of his hand.

It's still the familiar woodland, but most of the tree leaves have turned yellow.

"That's the captain of the first team, Hong Bo from the seventh room."

Hong Lie asked.

When his true energy was exhausted, Hong Fan used trees as targets and practiced rapid shooting with the bamboo arrows he bought.

Not long after, several big trees around were damaged again, with several scorched black scars left on them.

In Liangzhou, northwest China, the sunshine is a bit warm during the day, but as soon as the sun sets, the chill immediately creeps up.

The loyal "Bentley" snorted in response, having long forgotten that he was once a breeder.

"A hundred kilograms of armor, thirty kilograms of weapons, and you can still run like flying; against such warriors, what is the significance of the number of mortals?"

"Anyway, if there is no order from above, I am usually either at home or here. If you have any questions, just come to me."

Both of them laughed.

"At that time, you will be able to practice on your own."

"I didn't expect that my cousin has an outstanding appearance and a smart mind!"

As for Bentley next to him, his eyes were dull and he even forgot to chew the grass in his mouth.

[If it’s a life and death fight, it shouldn’t be a problem for me to defeat three or four Jiang Youde with one against many.]

Hong Fan thought about it while restoring the training ground to its original state.

[The sand world is so powerful, it’s no wonder that Jingsha Xingjun, who is in the innate realm, can turn the tide of the battle in the Golden Sea. 】

PS: The alarm clock has gone off several times today and I still can’t get up. After all, it’s Saturday...

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