Although Fang Xiu spoke coldly, the people present still couldn't hide their joy.

Xu Fei was excited that Fang Xiu really gave himself the position of captain of the guard team, and from then on, he was also a real power figure in Feiying Hall.

It can be said that the identity of an incoming master and the identity of the captain of the guard team gave him the right to speak in the Feiying Hall no less than the deputy hall master.

What excited the rest of the people was Fang Xiu’s reward.

How many people participated in the war this time were only about one hundred.

The guards did not all participate in the battle, and Li Xi's team only produced some reliable brothers. The two teams combined only had about a hundred people.

Once the 7,000 taels of silver is shared evenly, one person will get at least fifty taels of gain.

How much does an ordinary disciple of Feiying Hall have a monthly salary of only one month? Fifty taels of silver are enough for their income that they have not eaten or drunk for several years.

And this is just a reward from a battle.

How can they not be excited if they earn dozens of taels of silver without any damage?

In the past, Feiying Hall had rewards after the battle, but they were rewarded with a few taels of silver, and only ten taels of pounds were killed. How could they compare to Fang Xiu’s wealth?

This distribution method even Li Xi, who is used to being on the market, is jealous of this kind of distribution method.

When Fang Xiu first looked for him, he still led his brothers to follow him to fight because of his other party's face and authority.

Now it seems that I have made the right choice.

This time, Fang Xiu only called him and the guards, without notifying the other two teams and the others from Feiying Hall.

This means that he has actually been labeled as Fang Xiu.

However, Li Xi felt that perhaps following the big ship of Shangfangxu was a good choice.

After announcing the reward, Fang Xiu left and left the rest to Zhang Xulin.

When I returned to the room, there were more than three boxes of silver in the room.

This is the part that belongs to him, and Fang Xiu has sent someone to the room in advance.

"Ding! I found that the silver is 8,000 taels, and the number of lottery draws can be redeemed for eight times. Do the players redeem it?"

"exchange!"

With his palm touching Baiyin, a system sounded in Fang Xiu's mind, and he chose to exchange without hesitation.

Then, more than three boxes of silver disappeared into Fang Xiu's eyes in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

On the spot, only empty boxes remained.

Why can’t the equivalent antique calligraphy and paintings be exchanged for lottery times? But silver bills and silver are also available? Fang Xiu couldn’t understand this.

Otherwise, his draws would definitely be more than so few.

Five thousand taels were out and seven thousand taels were gone. Fang Xiu said it was fake. In his eyes, this was a total of seven draws.

But sometimes necessary choices must be made. If he doesn't give enough and cannot be satisfied, others will not follow him willingly next time.

Only by giving enough benefits can these people devote themselves to their use.

Among the people from Feiying Hall who were dispatched with him this time, were there any secrets from other places and Nie Changkong's eyeliners?

There must be an answer.

But after he smashed the seven thousand taels, these secret secrets may not be really offered to him truthfully.

On the contrary, the bigger possibility is to help him keep this secret.

What these secret eyeliners did at the beginning was nothing more than money.

Now that someone can satisfy them and give them more benefits, how can they cut off their own way of wealth?

So it is definitely necessary to pay the 7,000 taels of silver. Rather than rewarding merits and practices, it is better to block the mouths of some people who are interested and make them more strict.

"The person who took action with me this time is my team in Feiying Hall. Although some of them are made with money, it is enough!"

Only when there is money can one be easy to do things, and only then can one not understand this principle.

Li Xi is his person, and Xu Fei is also his person. It is equivalent to the four teams in Feiying Hall, and two teams have been included in his control.

Most of the power of Feiying Hall is his own, and Nie Changkong's influence is gradually being wiped out.

I believe that it won’t take much time to change the Feiying Hall into his own one-man show.

Taking out the box in his arms, Fang Xiu took out the two martial arts from it.

Heart Sutra of Hundred Poisons!

Fang Xiu first looked at this martial arts and read it carefully.

The Heart Sutra of Hundred Poisons is a low-level martial art. It emphasizes the use of poison to practice exercises, absorb the poisonous substances in the world to accommodate one's body, and finally cultivate the true energy of Hundred Poisons.

Then I explained the steps of how to extract the toxic substances and absorb the body and turn them into your own use.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu knew that Chen Jiansheng had not really completed the practice of this Hundred Poison Heart Sutra.

Because according to the introduction, once a hundred poisonous true qi is refined, the warrior will definitely be promoted to the second level. The palm wind is full of poison, and the flowers and plants can wither and flourish wherever they pass. If it hits the human body, it will cause the poison to die without ten breaths.

In contrast, Chen Jiansheng's tricks, although the palm wind is fishy, ​​it is far from being called highly toxic, and the toxicity contained in the palm is not strong enough.

Fang Xiu once pierced Chen Jiansheng's palm with one finger, and it was also stained with a trace of toxicity.

Unfortunately, this toxicity was expelled by Qigong and failed to last long before it became effective.

It can be seen that Chen Jiansheng is so far from the realm of Bai Poison, otherwise Fang Xiu would not have taken the opponent so easily.

When he turned to the last page of the Hundred Poison Heart Sutra, Fang Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

I saw it read "The Hundred Poison Heart Sutra is the foundation martial arts of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. Only by practicing the Hundred Poison Heart Sutra can you be expected to practice the Thousand Poison Heart Sutra and even the highest level of Ten Thousand Poisons. I hope that the disciples in the sect practice diligently and do not be complacent and slack in their practice!"

Thousand Poison Heart Sutra, Ten Thousand Poisons, Ten Thousand Poisons!

Fang Xiu thought to himself. Is this the sect where Chen Jiansheng used to be, the Wandu Sect?

The ability to practice the Hundred Poison Heart Sutra, which can reach the second level, can only be regarded as the foundation laying skill. In the future, there will be the Thousand Poison Heart Sutra, Ten Thousand Poisons, etc., and what level can you practice?

A first-class expert, acquired, or innate?

Fang Xiu couldn't help but frown. Chen Jiansheng had a great origin. Although he was an abandoned disciple of the sect, it was hard to guarantee that he would not have any connection in this Wandu Sect.

It seems that when the Poison Dragon Gate was destroyed, it is still not possible for the time being that people did it.

Fang Xiu made up his mind that he would not be able to know the truth of the matter until necessary.

Otherwise, with his current martial arts cultivation, he would have no confidence in the mysterious Wanpo Sect.

Wanpo Sect!

Fang Xiu secretly wrote down this name in his heart, intending to ask slowly if he had the chance in the future. If he killed Chen Jiansheng, he would not be able to face Wandu Sect in the future.
Chapter completed!