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Two hundred and ninetieth chapters floating corpse

"Wang San, this name is a bit vulgar..."

Fang Ming smacked his lips and looked at the boy in front of him, with a look of interest in his eyes.

If he read it correctly, the other party's qualifications are much higher than when he first traveled through time, and even comparable to the level after three injections!

"Where are you from? When did you learn martial arts?"

However, Fang Ming did not believe it immediately, but gently patted Wang San on the shoulder and asked.

"The little one is a farmer in the nearby mountains. He only passed the selection and joined after seeing the Dajiang League List. Today... he started to get in touch with internal strength..."

When Wang San saw Fang Ming, who was usually like a god, was by his side, he was excited and even stuttered when he spoke, and he didn't even notice Fang Ming's examination.

"Um!"

A trace of internal energy was output along Fang Ming's fingers, and then walked around the other party's acupoints, causing Fang Ming to nod.

The other party did not lie! In his body, there was only the black dragon heart method that had just been generated, and even his meridians were relatively fragile and tender. Obviously, he had never been exposed to internal skills before.

"I just came into contact with martial arts today? I still have to choose now?"

Fang Ming looked like a smile on his face, but he didn't ask much.

In order to increase cohesion and reduce internal mountaintops, Dajiang League not only draws out outstanding talents in each branch and branch, but also starts to recruit qualified young people in the jurisdiction to carefully train them.

This is to use the army as a furnace to wash away all the marks on these people and turn them into their own flesh and blood.

However, it is easy to say that the original teenager in the alliance is that such an outsider is the son of a low-ranking farmer, so he will naturally suffer some discrimination.

Just seeing that the stone tablet has been in the training for so many days and the other party has to come and watch it secretly at night, which shows that!

"The commander...I...I didn't learn martial arts secretly..."

Suddenly, Wang San seemed to think of something again, and his face turned red.

"Well, didn't you listen to my words that day? The stone tablet is here, which means that as long as you want, you can learn as much as you can..."

After hearing Fang Ming's explanation, Wang San was obviously much more relaxed and even felt relieved.

"You go and find Yan Benchu, tell him your experience in its entirety, and let him do it by himself!"

This kind of class discrimination and bullying is always there, but it is either obvious or not obvious, but Fang Ming cannot stand out for this kid, it is too downplayed.

It was better to let Yan Benchu ​​come. If he had no choice but to solve the problem, it was time for Fang Ming to take action.

"Oh... the children in the sect..."

Fang Ming sighed a little when he thought of this.

Just like Yan Benchu's original pride of heaven, some of the magical skills taught by his masters and elders, they naturally look down on the black dragon's mind technique, but they look down on them and prohibit others from learning it. This is a bit over.

"I, the Black Dragon Heart Method, is easy to get started. There are nine levels in total. If I can reach the top level, I will have eight extraordinary meridians and eight meridians, and the most acquired one! Since you have already started the qi, you might as well continue practicing. If you can gain something, I will pass on your martial arts skills?"

I have to say that Wang San’s talent is really good. For example, Wang Xiaohu, whom Ming had seen before, was even higher than Yan Benchu, which made him have a little idea of ​​supporting him.

If Wang San was smart enough, he should kneel down and kowtow now. Maybe Fang Ming would accept a registered disciple or something. But the kid was now overwhelmed by surprise. He was just thinking about what Fang Ming said, "a few kung fu" and started meditating.

"Well, meditation means calmness and not being moved by external things. It is indeed a good seedling!"

Fang Ming felt that he might have picked up a future innate master, so he immediately decided to train him well in the future, at least in the next small competition, he could be promoted to his team.

How is authority established? How is the team established? This is how it is formed to form cliques and privately granted them.

Of course, Fang Ming had just set rules and it was not easy to slap himself in the face.

However, with his several martial arts skills and Wang San's talent, as long as Xiao Bizhong didn't meet Yan Benchu, there would be no problem to reach the top all the way.

At night, the sky is dawn, and the east is white.

Wang San also recovered from entering into meditation and spitted out two radises of white air from his nose.

"General...the commander!"

Then, he saw Fang Ming, who seemed to be a little shocked on his face.

"Even overnight, I broke through two levels and even opened up a few of the twelve serious ones. It's really talented!"

Although the black dragon's mind method becomes more and more difficult as Wang San can open two layers overnight, it may take several days or even half a month to make the time increase in the future, but Fang Ming still thinks the other party is very awesome.

"Very good! You did a good job, and I won't go back on my promise. I see your hands are strong and powerful, so I will pass on your palm technique of "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms"..."

As he said that, Fang Ming's expression flashed inexplicably: "But, Wang San's name is too ugly..."

"Please give me a name!"

Wang San was not as stupid as last night, and he reacted.

"Your surname is Wang, so call it 'Dong'! Your surname is Wang, and I will pass on you a few sets of claws and whip techniques to practice..."

Wang San, oh no, Wang Dong nodded in confusion at this time, obviously not knowing why such a strange smile appeared on Fang Ming's face.

"Captain, look!"

At this time, the teenagers in groups of three or three also came out of the barracks. Yan Benchu, surrounded by several rich teenagers, also saw this scene and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"I didn't expect that Wang San who usually looks stupid can actually be the leader of the Qingyan..."

Another young man in the team was trembling because he was the one who had been bullying Wang San before.

"Maybe it's just scolding me!"

Yan Benchu ​​was cold and he didn't even believe what he said.

"Okay, you go out for morning fuck first!"

Fang Ming pointed out Wang Dong a few more words before sending the other party away indifferently. He seemed to have not realized the curious or envious eyes.

As long as others see him and Wang Dong, the influence will spread.

Not only is the problem Wang Dong encountered, but there will be no innate masters who will dare to accept the other party as their disciples.

Because Wang Dong had his mark on his body and he became a person of his group.

These more than a thousand young men are the future elites and backbone of Dajiang League, and the top seedlings will be the real backbone in the future!

At this time, he was considered to be the first to win the moon, and he took all the elites in it first.

...

Just when Fang Ming was practicing his internal skills hard.

Outside Kangzhou, there is a huge river that is thousands or tens of thousands of miles away.

A giant five-colored boat was walking through the waves, with water-colored cloud patterns depicting on the plump canvas, rippling with a strange luster under the sunlight.

Suddenly, there was a noise on the deck and many sailors gathered.

"What's going on? If you disturb the lady's lunch break, you will be blamed even if you die thousands of times!"

A girl with bright eyebrows and beautiful eyes and maid looks angrily and authentic.

"Sister Qiaoer, we don't think about it either, but there is a dead person on the river..." The sailor boss said in embarrassment.

"dead?"

The maid named Qiao'er frowned, but she was not much afraid: "The road is not stable, and there is a floating corpse in the water that is hindering? But you just don't just shoot this piece of water..."

"Where are there..." The sailor boss shook his hands, "All ladies are like fairies in the sky. How dare we? But that dead person...is very wrong!"

"wrong?!"

Qiao'er came to the side of the boat and finally saw the "floating corpse".

It is indeed very wrong! Because ordinary corpses will inevitably be swollen when floating on water, but the other party's eyebrows and eyes are lifelike, and even the clothes on their bodies are not damaged at all.

"Huh? No, he is a living person, hurry up and get it!"

Qiaoer said in surprise.

A sailor immediately went down and caught the person who fell into the water.

"Sister Qiaoer, this man is out of breath!" A sailor leaned on the other party's chest and listened, shook his head.

"How is it possible? Looks like this, your face is so rosy!" The sailor boss touched him without believing in the evil way, and suddenly became frightened: "Damn it!"

"No! Qingyun is the bottom, with cloud patterns inside! It is the clothing style of Qingyun Sect. My five sects are all right, and they are in the same spirit and should be saved..."

Sister Qiaoer seemed to find something wrong and exclaimed.

"Ah... the little girl knows nothing!"

At this moment, there was no breathing or heartbeat on the ground, but the rosy face of the floating corpse stood upright, with loose eyes, and a look of not waking up, looking dissatisfied: "A journey of 30,000 miles a day and night, no one knows that I am a fairy in the wine... Ahha... Where is this?"

Qiaoer was very knowledgeable and knew that she must have encountered Yi Ren who was playing games. She immediately gave a blessed gift: "This is Canglang River in Lingzhou..."

"Oh, it's early!"

The floating corpse took out a wine gourd from his waist, washed his face with fine wine, and showed a gray beard: "Originally, the old Taoist should have slept for two more days and one night before entering Qingjiang and to Kangzhou, Shunshun Dangdang, why did you scream the old Taoist so early?"

"It turns out to be Senior Gan Gan of the 'Water Fairy'. Please forgive the young woman for not being able to greet her in person! It's so rude!"

A nice sound like a spring came from the cabin, gentle and melodious. Before seeing someone, I heard the sound first, with a unique charm.

"Miss……"

Qiao'er's face turned pale, and she felt even more anxious.

"Haha... It turns out that it's everyone from Yunshui Sect who thanks you here. It's also rude for the old man to disturb you from dreaming and doing your best!"

The old man waved his hand and threw a red pill to Qiaoer: "Send this pill to your lady! Although this 'Ningyuan Dan' is not a treasure, it is still useful to your lady..."

"Thank you..."

The woman inside thanked her, as if she was doing her best at this time, and she had no time to come out to see others.

"I don't know what happened to Senior Gan in Kangzhou?"

Thank you everyone's voice is curious.

"It's okay, there are only a few true teachings left and right. Some people in the door can't sit still..."
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