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Chapter 116 Oath

Although the Li family is a thousand-year-old family, the rules are very loose. Fang Chen goes to the martial arts hall almost two or three times a month to guide the children of the sidelines in their martial arts difficulties.

The Li family's reward is also pretty good. There are twenty taels of silver every month, which is enough to buy a one-grade spiritual pill, but the money is given to the second lady every time.

Of course, a violet tree with seventy taels of silver, and eight trees in those eight days, attacking 560 taels of silver, is nothing.

There are many first-grade spiritual medicines in Fang Chen's space ring, including some treasures, and there are second-grade spiritual medicines and third-grade spiritual medicines, but he did not take them out.

During this period, Fang Chen even learned from others that the second lady was kind-hearted. Because of his kindness, the Li family had many more visitors in the past few years, such as Fang Chen.

After several months of careful care and many first- and second-grade spiritual pills, Fang Chen's injuries on his body have been healed at this moment. Although there are still some closed acupoints, the meridians in his body have been connected, and his strength has been restored to 80%!

Take all your strength, enough to deal with some peak monks of Shenning!

In the early morning, the God Sun on his head had just stepped forward, pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

"Sir Fang Wu, did you get up so early?"

As soon as Fang Chen opened the door, someone immediately greeted him warmly. He was also a martial artist living next door to Fang Chen.

"Sir Yang Wu, morning." Fang Chen nodded slightly, his tone was cold.

Mr. Yang had known that the new boy was amazing, although he was very withdrawn and did not care about it, so he walked towards the martial arts hall.

Fang Chen still looked the same. He walked around and returned to his nest. Although he was also a martial artist, he was only responsible for guiding some martial arts skills to reach the fourth level of monks.

If you haven't reached the fourth level, you will naturally practice with all your might, hoping to evolve the Yuan power and reach the fourth level. Few people specialize in practicing martial arts, so Fang Chen is very free, which makes him have a lot of time to heal.

Gudong Gudong.

Returning to the room and sitting on the bed, Fang Chen took out a handful of spiritual pills and swallowed them into his mouth. The spiritual pills were transformed into the mouth. A stream of pure medicinal power surged out towards the dantian. As soon as he touched the Yuan power in the dantian, the medicinal power exploded immediately. As the major meridians in the body continued to moisten the acupoints and body. Those hidden diseases and hidden diseases were all destroyed under the powerful medicinal properties of the second-grade spiritual medicine!

"Bang..."

A slight crosstalk exploded in Fang Chen's body, and a blood mist sprayed out from his chest, carrying some black blood and flesh. He used his energy and medicine to forcefully open a collapsed acupoint!

Although the severe pain filled every nerve, there was no change in Fang Chen's expression, and Yuanli still rushed towards the acupoints!

There are 1,296 acupoints in the whole body, because the attacks of the Jade Liquid-stage cultivators in the Blood Demon Sect are mostly closed. Although Fang Chen has been combing them every day for a month, there are still hundreds of acupoints completely closed and need to be reopened!

In a flash, it took three hours. Fang Chen stopped and felt a foul smell in the air. He quickly picked up the changing clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

As soon as he finished taking a shower, a knock on the door came from outside. Fang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said unhappily: "Come in!"

The door opened, and a young man with bruises on his face walked in. When he saw this person, Fang Chen's face changed slightly, and he was a little impatient.

This person's name is Li Haoxing. He is a direct descendant of the Li family. He is also the third son of the head of the family Li Yi and the third brother of the second lady!

However, this person is a person born without a chance to practice. His physique is very special and he rejects any spiritual pills and elixirs. Although he is already twenty-five or six years old, he is still a fourth-level early cultivator. He has not made any progress in the last ten years!

The Li family is a big family that has been passed down for thousands of years. They always emphasize that martial arts is the most respected, and their children without potential do not care at all. Li Hao's behavior has led to his status being very low, even lower than ordinary servants!

Fang Chen also heard of this person and had seen him several times, but he just didn't know what the person was asking him for?

"San Young Master, why are you here for me?" Fang Chen asked politely. Although this person is not welcomed by the Li family, he is still the third brother of the second lady. The second lady is willing to save his life and cannot be used as an air.

"Master is here! Please give me a bow to you!"

At this moment, the third young master suddenly knelt down to the ground.

Fang Chen was slightly stunned, then jumped away and said unhappily: "San Young Master, what are you doing? I am not your master, I am just a martial artist! You are the young master, and Fang can't afford it."

"If the master doesn't agree to accept me as his disciple, I won't get up!" A trace of perseverance flashed in the third young master's eyes.

"Oh? Are you threatening me?" Fang Chen was unhappy. Although the second lady saved him, he did not owe the third master anything. And what he hated the most was being threatened: "Since that's the case, just kneel down, Fang said goodbye!"

"Sir Fang Wu, please accept me as your disciple! As long as you accept me as your disciple, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do!" Seeing Fang Chen leaving, a hurried flashed in Li Haoxing's eyes and he began to kowtow desperately.

"Sir Fang, I know you are a person with real skills. Although Li San's son is already on the fourth level, even if he has martial arts, he is still at the bottom of all the fourth level monks. However, after your guidance, he can immediately reach the fifth level monk! I beg you to accept me as your disciple!"

"Oh?" Fang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "San Young Master, you should know that you are a useless man who everyone knows. His physique is repulsive to spiritual medicine. Even if he accepts disciples, why should I choose you? Instead of choosing those talented people?"

The third young master knew that this might be his only chance to get rid of the title of uselessness, so how could he give up? A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "As long as Master Fang accepts me as his disciple, I am willing to do anything for you!"

"Do anything?" Fang Chen smiled coldly and looked at the third young master Li Haoxing disdainfully: "Who can't speak in plain words? If I accept you, you will meet a stronger person, and will you do anything for her then?"

Because of the last world of Xuantian, the sword demon Dugu, Fang Chen was instinctively repelling the matter of accepting disciples. Even Shen Yun only gave him a method of cultivation and did not accept him as an apprentice.

"call out!"

With a sound of breaking through the air, the blood arrow flew, and Li Haoxing suddenly cut his palm.
Chapter completed!
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