I Became a Martial Saint In Another World

Chapter 272 Traveling again! Members of Jiuyou!

 Inside the room.

 The fist wind is whistling.

 The air flow is diffuse.

Yang Fang still didn't go out or take a step toward the second door, and kept using low-level martial arts in the room.

 With his current qualifications, it is impossible to practice low-level martial arts too quickly.

 Any low-level martial skill can be acquired almost instantly.

 The outside world.

 The news is still spreading.

 For several days, the news on the Internet has not stopped.

 Some people even swore again and patted their chests to assure themselves that they heard dragon roars that night, and the presence of so many police cars and military vehicles that night undoubtedly made these news more real.

 At the same time, there was also a lot of discussion among the group of travelers.

 There was no peace for several days.

 But fortunately, since that night, there has been no news of any alien creatures.

 It seems to be the same as what Cheng Tianye and others said.

 Only three appeared this time.

And only when everyone returns, creatures from other worlds will be randomly brought.

 This is undoubtedly great news for the real world.

“However, if something happens to the alien world, then the subsequent return will definitely bring more and more alien creatures.”

Yang Fang thought.

The country can hide the first day of the lunar month, but not the fifteenth day.

 Reality will be turbulent sooner or later.

and!

 He thought of Cheng Tianye's commission again and couldn't help but frown secretly.

 I hope the emperor of Qingtian Domain will not really act like a monster.

Once the changes are implemented, Qingtian Territory will definitely be in chaos.

 It’s going to be difficult now.

 One reality and another alien world, neither will be peaceful.

 For ordinary time travellers, this is the beginning of the real **** mode.

 Suddenly, Yang Fang stopped and looked at his left wrist again.

 Bursts of unspeakable heat are emitting continuously, like the countdown of a pendulum.

  0 days 0 hours 9 minutes 59 seconds.

  58 seconds.

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 Unknowingly, it is late autumn again.

 All things wither.

 The wild geese fly south.

 Add a touch of loneliness and desolation to this world.

Yang Fang put on a brand new robe, sat quietly on a lone boat, holding a fishing rod, fishing leisurely, with a restrained atmosphere, like a hermit in the world.

“Brother, it’s getting late, so the old man has to leave now. We’ll make an appointment next time when we have time.”

A burst of hearty laughter came from a lone boat not far away.

 “Old gentleman, walk slowly.”

Yang Fang turned his head and responded, continuing to fish on the bow of the boat.

An old man with white hair and a long beard put away his fishing rod, paddled the boat with a smile on his face, and slowly left the place.

The sun goes westward, glowing red.

 On the vast river, there are fewer and fewer people.

Even the sailing boats are almost invisible.

Seeing that there was no one left, Yang Fang finally put down the fishing rod, turned his palm, and a white faceless mask appeared. Directly above the mask, two large numbers were written in red ink.

Thirteen!

Yang Fang thought for a moment, seemed to have made up his mind, and put the mask on his face, then swept his body, as if it was as light as nothing, and rushed out in an instant.

  Disappeared here in the blink of an eye.

 In the upper right corner of his mask.

Several weird little light spots are flickering, obviously not far from here.

ˆ···

The sun has completely set.

 The sky is full of stars, shining on the earth.

 Outside the city.

 In a lonely and secluded temple.

Pilgrims are few and far between.

Yang Fang's body flashed slightly and landed here.

He is wearing a robe and a mask. He looks almost exactly the same as No. 13 before. At this moment, he is walking in the empty temple with his hands behind his back and his eyes scanning.

 Walking around in a circle.

 He stopped directly in a small square, frowning slightly.

 The signal in the mask showed that the two light spots were in this temple.

 But now after he rushed to the temple, he found that the two spots of light seemed to have disappeared.

It's really weird.

Just as he was lost in thought and ready to continue searching, he suddenly felt something and turned around suddenly.

In the area behind him, a door creaked open.

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, wearing black mysterious robes and white faceless masks, suddenly appeared in his eyes. The aura around them was filled, and their robes were dancing in the wind.

 There is a figure on the left with eleven written on his face.

 There is a figure on the right with eighteen written on his face.

“It’s you on the 13th. Why are you here?”

  No. 11 frowned and asked.

Yang Fang was slightly surprised and looked at the two of them.

 It is indeed the Holy Spirit!

This [Nine Nethers] is a little too mysterious.

Every member of them seems to be in the Holy Spirit Realm!

However, this also made him feel more and more that the trip was worth it.

There must be someone in this organization who knows how to practice [Huangji Dan].

 Otherwise, it would be impossible to support so many masters.

 Besides!

How can there be so many Holy Spirits in Qingtian Domain?

These guys are unwilling to show their true colors, and their true identities are mostly top figures of various forces in Qingtian Domain.

“What? You are allowed to come over, but I can’t come over?”

Yang Fang’s voice was hoarse and he laughed strangely.

“Didn’t you go looking for the murderer of Huo Tianting before? Is there any news?”

No. 18 next to him asked coldly.

But it was a female voice, cold and indifferent, expressionless.

“That guy was too cunning. I fought with him once, but unfortunately he still ran away.”

Yang Fang shook his head.

 “Really? What is his origin?”

 Inquiry No. 11.

"I don't know that. I just know that this person's martial arts skills don't seem to belong to our area. They should be from outside."

Yang Fang responded.

"foreign?"

 The two people in front of them looked at each other, showing confusion.

No. 11 suddenly shook his head and said: "Forget it, do you have anything else to do tonight? If you have nothing to do, you might as well solve a task with us. This task is still a bit difficult with the strength of me and No. 18. Originally, we wanted to I contacted other people, but I didn’t expect you to come over on your own initiative.”

Task?

Yang Fang was worried, then shook his head slightly and said: "Unfortunately, I also encountered a task here. I'm afraid I won't be able to escape."

 “You also took on other tasks?”

Fox No. 18 asked.

“Yes, I got a batch of black jade elixirs in my hands. The amount is quite large. The seller is going to exchange them all for Huangji Pills. What do you think about this?”

Yang Fang asked.

 “Black jade elixir?”

The eyes of the two people in front of them flashed, and they looked a little moved.

 “What’s the number?”

No. 11 asked in a low voice: “If it’s too little, there’s no need to mention it.”

“Quite a few, the first batch is forty. The other party needs to make sure that we can eat them all before they will continue to provide the rest.”

Yang Fang opened his mouth.

 “Forty plants?”

The two of them were a little surprised again.

Even from their perspective, this number is definitely a lot.

“I’m afraid someone who can take out so many black jade elixirs is not an ordinary person, right? The other party belongs to the royal family?”

No. 11’s eyes narrowed and he looked at Yang Fang.

"hehe."

Yang Fang laughed hoarsely, but didn't answer.

When he came, he had already found out that although [Jiuyou] was mysterious, he would often go out to take on some tasks in order to get rewards and increase his reputation.

 However, the name and information of the person who entrusted them with the task must not be sold.

 “Okay, this mission is indeed worth taking.”

No. 11 nodded, asked no more questions, and said, "Then when are you going to send this batch of elixirs back?"

"I have other things to do and I can't send it back in person, so I came to you and asked you to help me make a trip."

Yang Fang opened his mouth.

 “Entrust us?”

 On the 11th and 18th, my heart moved.

 They still have tasks to complete, do they have to return to the headquarters early?

"It's not impossible, but how are you going to pay for the remuneration during this period?"

No. 18 suddenly laughed.

"The other party said that after this batch of elixirs is prepared, give me half as a reward, and I will take another third of it and give it to you. How about it?"

Yang Fang asked.

"good!"

 “This is possible.”

 The two nodded and said, "Where is the black jade elixir?"

"it's here."

Yang Fang casually took off the package behind him, threw it away with a shake of his hand, and flew towards No. 11.

No. 11 stretched out his palm, grabbed it, gently untied it, looked inside, and suddenly revealed an indescribable light.

 As expected, they are all black jade elixirs of a certain age.

This medicinal material seems to be more refined than what they have seen before, and the color is more authentic.

 The person who planted this medicine must be a great master!

 It would be good for all of them if they could work together in the long term.

 “How is it? How long does it take to become a pill?”

Yang Fang asked.

“Don’t worry, seven days at the latest and five days at the earliest, we will come to you then.”

 No. 11 opened his mouth.

 “Easy to say.”

Yang Fang smiled.

 “Then let’s take our leave first.”

No. 11 said something, and then he and No. 18 swayed and quickly disappeared from here.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Fang was the only one left in the square again.

 The cold moonlight shines down.

Yang Fang put his hands behind his back, his eyes were deep, watching the two people leaving, silently.

 Forty black jade elixirs, without exception, have all been marked by him.

Even when he was talking to these two people just now, he left marks on them.

so!

 He doesn't have to worry about these two people daring to run away.

 With this mark, he could also find out the true identities of these two people.

Yang Fang took a long breath of relief, smiled, turned around, and returned directly to Yuanyang City.

If this transaction can really go through, then from now on, you will no longer have to worry about Huangji Pill.

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 Time spent.

Since returning to the Qisha Gang, Yang Fang has been showing off every day during the day, taking the initiative to go out in a carriage, as if seeking revenge for the murder of his son for the deputy gang leader.

 But in fact, they basically wander around the city.

Life is quite easy.

 It can be seen that Ye Chen's death caused a huge sensation in the city.

 A few days have passed and it still hasn’t calmed down.

 “Wu San, take a rest in front.”

Yang Fang suddenly spoke.

“Yes, Elder Qin.”

The driver responded and stopped the carriage at a tea stall not far away.

Yang Fang got off the carriage and walked towards an empty table.

"This flower-picking thief is so rampant. He has ruined the virginity of so many women for several days in a row. However, no one from all the forces can surrender. It is really disgusting!"

“It is said that the strength of this flower-picking thief is extremely high, and it is very likely that he has reached the realm of the Holy Spirit. Previously, an elder of the guest family of the Gunn family personally took action and failed to keep him!"

 “What? Is he so strong?”

"Yes, this flower-picking thief's skills are extremely evil. It seems that every time he picks someone, his strength will improve a little bit. At the beginning, he was only at the second level of super-grade, but after picking up so many people in succession, he is now even more powerful. Even the Holy Spirit can’t hold him down, and if this continues, people in Yuanyang City will definitely be in panic!”

“Damn, this **** deserves to be struck by lightning. Where is the Great Abyss Army? Why didn’t they move out?”

 A lot of people were talking in the tea stall.

Yang Fang’s face moved slightly.

 The flower picker?

 He shook his head slightly.

 In the ancient alien world, the most common character was the flower-picking thief.

But once you have cultivated to the Holy Spirit, do you still need to pick flowers?

　What kind of woman do you want that you can’t get?

 He drank tea quietly and began to rest.

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 Chapter 3 is here!

 Please give me a monthly ticket!

  I don’t have time to finish Chapter 4 again, sorry~

 (End of this chapter)