Sun Mingyue glanced at him sideways: "What, do you think the police are not good?"!

Fang Han said: "I want to do research."

"You-?" Sun Mingyue smiled.

Fang Han said: "Why can't I do research?"

"Can you calm down?" Sun Mingyue shook her head and said, "Is there a movie star girlfriend who knows this and that, and I am willing to be just one researcher?"

Fang Han said: "This is my father's last wish, there is nothing I can do."

Sun Mingyue said: "Isn't it a pity that you have all your skills?"

Fang Han has the best martial arts skills and has amazing intuition. It’s best to be a policeman, but he just wants to do something for research. Wouldn’t it be a waste of resources!

Fang Han smiled and shook his head.

The car soon arrived at Wanghai Garden. Fang Han got out of the car with a knife and smiled and said, "Thank you, Officer Sun, goodbye."

Sun Mingyue sat in the car: "You think about it again. If you want to be a policeman, I can help."

Fang Han smiled and nodded: "Okay, goodbye."

Sun Mingyue frowned and looked at him in, shook her head. It seemed that he really didn't have the intention of being a policeman!

On the weekend, he went to the capital to see Ge Sizhuang.

Ge Sizhuang was waiting for him in the villa. Seeing him coming in, he held a box in his hand and smiled and said, "Xiqi, I'm also here to bring something!"

He sat on the sofa with a refreshed look on his face, glanced at the box on Fang Han's hand with a smile.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Master, this is for Master Jiang."

Ge Sizhuang said angrily: "Good boy, if you have a new master, you will forget the old master!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's a Japanese long sword. Master Jiang has fought with Japan and should like it."

"Oh, he hates the Japanese very much, it's best for him." Ge Sizhuang nodded and smiled, "Send it now and come back for lunch!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "No hurry, go tomorrow. Have you revenged your master?"

"Haha..." Ge Sizhuang couldn't help but feel proud when she smiled: "He beat him hard, and he finally convinced!"

"My Master is happy." Fang Han smiled.

"I also need to step up my practice." Ge Sizhuang shook his head and sighed: "Their realm is not as high as mine, so it may not be possible to fight. I still have to work hard and I neglect this!"

Fang Han nodded.

"Okay, go and study hard, don't waste your talent!"

“It’s not too late tomorrow.”

"What are you doing here!" Ge Sizhuang waved his hand: "Don't waste my time!"

Fang Han smiled. Master was from one extreme to another. He seized the time to practice the exercises and nodded helplessly.

When he came to the Jiang family villa, only Jiang Cheng, Jiang Xiaowan and Mrs. Qin were not there.

"Aren't you here tomorrow?" Jiang Cheng was practicing uniform, strolling around the garden with his hands behind his back, curiously looking at the wooden box on Fang Han's hand.

Fang Han smiled and said, "I have been taking things from my master's house. I have to bring some things over. Master see if I like it."

"Good boy, what is it?" Jiang Cheng smiled and took the wooden box and opened it on the bench next to him.

The garden they are located at the east end of the villa, about half the size of a football field, with all kinds of flowers and plants planted, very dense and the air is particularly good.

"Good guy!" Jiang Cheng pulled out the knife and waved it twice, stroked the blade in the sun, and exclaimed: "Good knife! Good knife!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Yesterday, a few Japanese went to my friend's martial arts hall to kick the house. I helped me a little and handed over the knife."

"Sanju, this is a famous sword!" Jiang Cheng stroked the blade's body and raised his head, "It seems to be the real one!"

"If you like it, please accept it. I don't need a knife."

"This knife is quite expensive." Jiang Cheng shook his head: "If you take it to auction, it will be fine for one or two million yuan. It seems that you are not teaching ordinary people a lesson, so it's a lot of trouble!"

Fang Han said: "He wants to kill me with this knife, of course he can't return it. Master, please keep it."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "I'll accept it! ······· I hate the little Japanese devil the most

There are a lot of Japanese sabers at home, and every time the officers kill them, they will take them away."

"I'll see it."

"Okay, let's go!" Jiang Cheng stood up and led the way.

The two of them came to a yard at the back and opened the east wing room. There were museum shelves with many antiques on it, with a vicissitudes of life.

Fang Han didn't know the truth and didn't have time to see it. He was immediately attracted by a high knife stand in the corner of the wall. Twenty Japanese knives were placed on the stand, and the rich evil spirit came to his face.

Fang Han took a step back: "What a heavy evil spirit!"

"Each of these knives is covered with the blood of our compatriots, so I will seize it no matter what, so I can't give it to them!"

"Master, it's not advisable to come here often." Fang Han frowned and said, "The evil spirit is too serious to harm the body."

"Well, I rarely come here, I'm angry every time I see it." Jiang Cheng nodded and snorted: "I just regret that I am low-knowing and cannot kill more Japanese! Let them surrender, and they will be cheap!"

Fang Han said: "Master, let him go over the past. What are you going to do with these sabers?"

"Passing it on, let your descendants not forget the shame!" Jiang Cheng said.

Fang Han nodded: "Master, give me a hand, I will leave some thoughts too!"

Jiang Cheng gave him the top long sword: "This is a colonel's saber,... This guy's sword technique is very powerful, and I cut off his head with one knife."

Fang Han accepted it.

"Take these two hands!" Jiang Cheng pointed to the two hands at the bottom: "They are the team leaders. If they are immortal, they will be masters of swordsmanship and have killed many Chinese people!"

Fang Han accepted it and was in a heavy mood.

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are all in heaven. Even if you die, you will live well!··········· There are many good things here, do you want to choose one.

He pointed at the things on the museum shelves.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled, "I'm not good at this."

Jiang Cheng said: "If you like antiques, you should treat them as treasures, and if you don't like them as rags, it's boring at all."

Fang Han held three knives and felt the evil spirit. He was still so depressed for decades, which shows how many people these three knives killed.

Suddenly the position of the Divine Court jumped, and Long Yuan became active and ready to move.

Fang Han was stunned and looked up and said, "Master, I want to find a quiet place to practice."

"Follow me." Jiang Cheng took him to the opposite house and pushed him away. His eyes lit up. The moon-white walls and floors were thick, soft and quiet.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Master, this is the real quiet room."

"Of course." Jiang Cheng said proudly: "I have spent a lot of effort to make what you like. If Xiaowan helps you build a room, it will help you practice alchemy."

Fang Han thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I'll bother Miss Xiaowan."

"She is idle too!...You practice the exercises, and come out after you finish practicing." Jiang Cheng turned around and went out and closed the door.

The house is quiet and distant. This tranquility is not a quietness that can be heard by the falling needle. It seems to be standing in the wilderness. All the sounds around it become ethereal and even the sounds of one's own breathing and heartbeat have become smaller.

This is definitely not an ordinary silent technique. Fang Han sighed secretly that those who practice Taoism with Dharma companions and wealth are indispensable. With such a secret room, it will greatly improve the efficiency of entering into meditation.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and pulled out the Japanese colonel's saber. The golden mist in the divine court became more and more lively.

Fang Han drove a ball of golden mist to float from the divine court to the saber, and a trace of inexplicable force suddenly pulled away from the blade and was swallowed by the golden mist.

The golden mist suddenly doubled. Fang Han was stunned, and he was happy that the evil spirit on the blade was actually a kind of spiritual power.

He did not rush to continue to swallow, and he took Long Yuan back to the Divine Court first.

This golden mist merged into the golden mist of the Divine Court, and his head swelled slightly for a moment before recovering.

Fang Han opened his eyes and looked at the saber in his hand. It seemed that there was no strangeness and it was still the same knife. The cold light flashed, but it disappeared without the cold evil spirit.

Fang Han smiled and clenched his fists.

He thought about it, looked at the other two swords, finally shook his head, closed his eyes and began to practice the Dragon Yuan technique.

The Dragon Yuan Technique has four layers of biogenic essence, pure Yuan Transformation Liquid, and elixir.

When the Dragon Breath Technique is seventh, the Dragon Yuan Technique appears, and only the first level appears, and the last level appears when the Dragon Breath Technique becomes a saint.

The most difficult part of the fourth layer is the first layer, a trace of dragon essence is circulating in the body, extracting the essence of flesh and blood to form a golden mist.

The second layer drives the golden mist to rotate in the Divine Court, forming a vortex to make it pure.

The third layer of gold mist turns into gold liquid, and the last layer of gold liquid condenses into golden elixir. At that step, the dragon's essence will be endless and there is no need to practice it by itself.

The latter three levels require huge spiritual power to become a Paladin before they can practice.

Long Yuan has always been too few to meet the requirements of the second level of cultivation. He almost gave up practicing the Dragon Yuan technique and regarded it as a convenient way to improve the effect of internal force.

This time he found a shortcut. Long Yuan could swallow evil spirits and grow stronger, thereby enhancing the holy power. In this way, the Paladin Nine Rings are expected!

He suddenly realized that in his dream, the promotion of the Paladin in another world was to kill monsters, and the root of it might be evil spirits, but no one discovered this.
To be continued...