Lu Fang did not hurry and finished his meal in the dining hall.

Lu Liang had already hurriedly finished a few bites of the rice and went outside.

Lu Fang thought that he was either for the assassin or for He Zhengci and his son, so he didn't ask much.

Even if Lu Liang wants to kill He Zhengci, he will not stop him, let alone interfere. Lu Liang himself will definitely not show up in such a thing.

Lu Fang guessed that if he really wanted to kill someone, Lu Liang would let Lao Xiao or Lao Wang take action.

As soon as I walked out of the dining hall, I saw Lao Xiao squatting at the gate of the yard with his back on his back.

Lu Fang was stunned, walked over and shouted, "Master."

Old Xiao turned around, stood up, and said lightly: "Come with me."

Then walk towards the kitchen.

Lu Fang followed obediently.

When he went to the kitchen, Lao Xiao asked, "How is your internal energy cultivation now?"

Lu Fang was puzzled in his heart that Lao Xiao was almost free-range in his internal energy and had never asked about the progress. Why did he suddenly ask?

Could it be that girl Zhu'er reported the news?

Looking at the bright kitchen knife on the chopping board, Lu Fang was a little worried that he would be dissected by Lao Xiao on the spot.

But then another flash of inspiration flashed in my mind. In short, it was impossible to hide it. It would be better to take this opportunity to tell it out.

He replied: "I have already passed through the Shaohai Miaomen in the Shaoyin meridian two days ago."

A glimmer flashed in Lao Xiao's eyes, "How many levels have you reached to practice the tide observation scripture?"

Lao Xiao remembered clearly that Lu Fang asked him to learn kung fu nine days ago, and even said that he could barely remember the third level.

This kind of talent has already shocked him, but with the speed of internal energy derived from the third level of the Contemplation of Tides, it is absolutely impossible for Lu Fang to open up the Shaohai Miaomen so quickly. Lao Xiao himself practiced the Contemplation of Tides. It took him nearly two years from his contact with martial arts to the opening of the Shaohai Miaomen.

Lu Fang scratched his head and said, "The nine-level mental methods have been integrated."

"How is this possible!"

Old Xiao couldn't help but exclaim, and then suddenly lowered his voice, "Even if you are a god, you can't integrate the Contemplation of Tide Sutra so quickly! How did you do it?"

Lu Fang said: "It was taught by an immortal in his dream."

He used to make excuses for Lu Liang like this, but now he also plans to make excuses for Lao Xiao like this.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon, so it will simply be pushed to the ghosts and gods.

Anyway, I believe this in this era.

Lao Xiao frowned, "What the immortals teach?"

Lu Fang pretended to be innocent, "Yes, since I was almost soaked in the pig cage that time, I don't know if it was taken by the immortals in the river. I dreamed of the white-bearded immortal. He taught him to make snacks and chicken essence. In fact, Master, you taught me the Baopu Art and the Contemplation Sutra. I can understand it so quickly, and it was all the immortals who taught me in my dreams. Master, what is the origin of this immortal?"

Old Xiao looked at Lu Fang deeply without answering.

He doesn't know if there is an immortal. He has never seen it before.

But it is very popular among the people.

Lu Fang suddenly realized that he was a dream of an immortal. Although it was strange, it was reasonable.

Could it be that this kid really has such a blessing?

In less than half a month, the tide observation scripture was integrated and the Shaohai Miaomen was opened.

Lao Xiao felt very delicious.

His face gradually became a little weird and said, "What you said is true?"

"Of course it's true. Can I lie to you, Master?"

Lu Fang answered decisively.

But I felt a little regretful.

If it weren't for the fear of being too horrible and saying it was a gift, how cool would it be?

Even Lao Xiao has to contribute to his admiration, right?

Attributing this amazing achievement to the immortals was a missed opportunity to harvest the worship value.

The system was not moving at all. Obviously, Lao Xiao felt that this matter had nothing to do with Lu Fang's talent.

After a while, Old Xiao said again: "Your kid's Five Finger Xuan realm is not low, right?"

Lu Fang nodded, "I have reached the realm of transformation, and the energy moves at will."

"No wonder you can resist that assassin."

Old Xiao murmured and said, "You said it was not taught by an immortal, and I don't believe it anymore. I have long said that you lack talent, how could you integrate the Confucian Sutra and the Five Finger Xuan in such a short time?"

As he said that, he glanced at Lu Fang with some jealousy, "I really don't know what the immortal likes you guy?"

Lu Fang almost rolled his eyes.

have to.

Now I am not talented again.

"Well!"

Lao Xiao thought about it and said to himself: "Since there is an immortal who likes you, you must have something extraordinary. When you are ugly, you will go to the wine cellar and follow the teacher to temper your body."

"ah?"

Lu Fang was stunned.

It's ugly at one o'clock in the morning.

Isn’t it tormenting to exercise at this time?

He said, "Master, then I don't have time to practice my internal skills like this?"

Old Xiao said calmly: "The sea embraces all rivers, and tolerance is great. A person's body is like a vessel. Don't worry, sharpening a knife will not delay chopping wood. When your body is tempered to a certain level, your essence and blood are strong, you will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing internal energy. Physical spirit and internal energy are complementary."

"oh."

When Lu Fang heard what he said, he had to agree obediently.

I don't plan to go to bed anyway.

At most, you can start meditating cross-legged early in the evening, and when you get ugly, it will not affect your energy.

Old Xiao nodded and walked outside.

...

Lu Fang returned to his yard, with Zhu'er, Fu'er and He Zhigao all there.

"Zhu'er, Xiao He, you guys go out with me."

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, Lu Fang shouted to Zhu'er and He Zhi.

“Hey.”

Zhu'er probably felt a little guilty and quickly agreed.

He Zhigao had a strange expression.

He was in his early thirties, but he was called "Xiao He" by a little kid like Lu Fang, who was only sixteen years old. He was really frustrated.

But I dare not say anything.

Who makes me a young master and is much more capable than him?

Fu'er pouted, "Young Master, don't you take me out? Didn't the assassin be captured?"

Even she knew about this.

Lu Fang touched his nose, "As long, then you can go with it too!"

Anyway, I just planned to go to the incense shop to see how the decoration was going, so it would be okay to bring Fu'er with me.

Before he could leave, a yamen runs from the front and goes to Lu Fang, "Young Master, I have something important to ask you to come over."

"Main thing?"

Lu Fang couldn't help but murmur.

Now that He Zhengci and the others have just left, the assassin has also been called. The situation is very good, what else can I do?

He had no choice but to ask Zhu'er and the others to wait a little longer and follow the yamen runners to the front of the county yamen.

When I arrived in Luliang's room, I saw Luliang frowning.

Lu Fang asked, "What's wrong? What happened again?"

Lu Liang looked outside and said in a deep voice: "He Zhengci, his wife and the old servant in the family are all dead, and He Chengcai is missing."

"Um?"

Lu Fang was shocked, "You killed them so quickly? Where did He Chengcai go?"

"If I killed it, it would be fine."

Lu Liang said with slightest thought: "It's just that no one knows who killed them. It's just that the people went to the yamen to report the case. They were intercepted and killed in a secluded suburb more than ten miles south of the city. I'm also wondering who took the action."

"Didn't you kill?"
Chapter completed!