I learned skills in a different world

Shen Fangshi was lying on the bed, and he could still hear the sound of swords clashing outside. It must have been a conflict between the Jianghu people outside, but fortunately it did not affect his room.

I don’t know how it was resolved in the end, both of them lost their voices.

Shen Fangshi gradually fell asleep with the sound of wind and sand.

…………

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Fangshi tidied up and went downstairs.

Downstairs is still the same as yesterday.

Behind the counter, Ran Hongcui yawned lazily, the waiter was not particularly attentive to greet the guests, and some people at the dinner table were still drinking and eating meat, bragging and talking like yesterday.

It seemed that the sound Shen Fang heard last night was an illusion.

However, Shen Fangshi noticed that today's tables and chairs seemed to be more worn out, as if they had been temporarily repaired.

The waiter saw Shen Fangshi coming downstairs and hurriedly greeted him, "Sir, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

"noodle."

"Okay! Please wait a moment."

Seeing the waiter running into the kitchen, Shen Fangshi narrowed his eyes. The waiter was being too attentive to him.

Shen Fangshi found an empty table and sat down.

Shen Fangshi's little episode didn't seem to affect the conversation in the inn.

"I heard that the Thousand-Handed Thief escaped into a place called Fengling in Balihuang."

"There is quicksand everywhere, he doesn't want his life?!"

"There's nothing we can do if we don't go in. All the major martial arts sects were trying to catch him because of the Secret Manual of Returning to the Yuan Dynasty. Not to mention, not long ago, he stole a rare thing from a high-ranking official of the imperial court, which prompted people from the imperial court to also pursue him. As for him, if he doesn't escape into the quicksand, he will have no choice but to wait for death."

"Hey, who is that high official? What was stolen from him? Why did he mobilize so many people?"

"I only know that it is the general guarding the gate, Mu Xiuhan. As for what was stolen, I don't know."

"This General Mu seems to be the third disciple of Situ Hao, the owner of Wanjian Villa. This owner of Situ's martial arts is not top-notch, but the apprentices he teaches are more promising than the others."

"There must be someone coming from Wanjian Villa this time. I don't know if he will help the master's sect or the court."

Hearing this, Shen Fangshi was heartbroken. He had met Mu Xiuhan several times. At that time, he had just come here and was just an ordinary disciple. Mu Xiuhan taught them how to practice swordsmanship as a senior brother. After that, Mu Xiuhan took the martial arts exam. , entered the army.

He also expected to meet Mu Xiuhan when he came to Mobei this time, but he didn't expect to hear news about him here.

He deliberately borrowed something that was stolen so that he could chase the Thousand-Handed Thief into Balihuangfenling. So what exactly was there that was worthy of such skill and planning?

Is he also involved in this conspiracy? So is Senior Brother Mu siding with the imperial court, or is he a martial artist at heart?

Then, listen to those people continue to preach.

"Tsk, tsk, this Thousand-Handed Thief must be too courageous. He dares to steal anything. Now it's better. Several major forces in the Jianghu and the imperial court are chasing him!"

"I heard that the imperial court and all the major forces in the world have surrounded the tomb. It has been two days."

"Don't they dare to go in? If the Thousand-Handed Thief dies in there, it's okay to starve to death, but if he gets stuck in the quicksand, won't he be unable to get back the secret books and treasures?"

"Yes, I heard that the imperial court and Wulin couldn't wait any longer and wanted to organize people to go in."

"Who dares to enter? That quicksand can eat people without spitting out their bones. It's useless no matter how high your martial arts skills are!"

"It seems that they want to find a local to lead the way to avoid those quicksands. As you know, although the cemetery is dangerous, there is a very precious medicinal material, Cistanche deserticola, growing in it. The locals often go into it without fear of death in order to make money. Going to collect herbs, I have gradually gained some experience over the years. Although I still narrowly escaped death, it is at least better than blindly going in to arrest people."

"What? It can still be like this. In this case, we are only a few hours away from the cemetery. I guess we can get a lot of benefits by going now."

"Yes, yes, if we catch the Thousand-Handed Thief, find the secret book, and have the three promises from Guangji Temple, we will have martial arts power and power just as we thought!"

"Even if you don't have those three promises, it's good to take a look at the Secret Manual of Returning to the Origin. Not to mention the technique itself, it was written by Master Xuyun himself and contains infinite true meaning. You might be able to achieve a breakthrough after just one look."

"But how can we warriors with no sect and no sect defeat the imperial court and those big sects?"

"That's what I say, but if we don't fight, will we just be unknown martial artists for the rest of our lives?"

Shen Fangshi heard their conversation and wondered if the matter had spread so widely. He would finish eating the noodles and immediately set off for Balihuangfenling.

At this time, the waiter came out with a bowl of mutton noodles, with large chunks of mutton piled on the noodles.

The waiter had a smile on his face and said, "Sir, your noodles are ready, eat them while they're hot!"

Others naturally noticed the waiter's different treatment. When they saw Shen Fang, they became even more angry and stopped talking about the grave.

"Why is the waiter so nice to that kid? There is so much meat on the surface, and I only have a few slices!"

"Did Cui Niang fall in love with this pretty boy?"

"You're not that good looking either. With that small body, you look so weak!"

……

Shen Fangshi was 1.82 meters tall in this life. He was not short, but he was thin. Compared with those thick and strong men, he did look a bit "skinny".

Shen Fangshi didn't intend to care about these dirty words, but the matter was not something he could avoid if he wanted to.

At this time, a burly man with gnarled muscles walked over menacingly. There was a deep scar on his face, which gave him a sinister aura.

"Hey! Boy! Whose name do you have? Do you dare to make gestures with me, grandpa?"

Shen Fangshi didn't seem to hear it. After checking that the noodles were clean and non-toxic, he ate them slowly.

It doesn't taste very good, the mutton has a strong smell.

The other people in the inn immediately started to cheer and cheer, everyone was watching the show.

"Kuai Hu, this kid seems to look down on you!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing everyone's teasing, Kuang Hu couldn't help but immediately became angry because this pretty boy was trying to show his disgrace.

Regardless of whether Shen Fangshi agreed or not, he just took action.

Kuang Hu's weapon is a meteor hammer. The meteor hammer consists of three parts: hammer body, soft rope, and handle. It is very difficult to practice, but Kuang Hu makes this meteor hammer dance with great force.

He pulled out the meteor hammer and slammed it towards Shen Fangshi. The meteor hammer hit as fast as lightning. Everyone felt that Shen Fangshi couldn't avoid it and his head would definitely explode.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Shen Fangshi "slowly" raised his hand and easily blocked the falling meteor hammer, but the meteor hammer could not move forward even an inch.

At this time, everyone saw clearly that Shen Fangshi was holding a pair of wooden chopsticks.

Shen Fangshi opened his hand to cover the bowl of noodles, twisted the hand holding the chopsticks, and the soft cord connecting the hammer body was immediately broken.

"——Boom!"

The metal hammer fell heavily to the ground.