"This thing was also taught to me by the divine sword. It is called the 'Golden Crow Qi-raising Pill'. It can greatly increase the internal strength when taken..."

Fang Ming said on the side, looking at Nangong Qingcheng opening the jade bottle.

“Huh?!”

Nangong Qingcheng exclaimed lightly, Xiumei frowned slightly, obviously quite surprised, and seemed to have thought of something, with a look of surprise and doubt on her face.

"How about this pill?"

Fang Ming asked.

"Golden Crown Qi-raising Pill? Haha... I'm afraid it's almost the same as being called the Golden Crow Death Pill!"

Nangong Qingcheng was moved by her eyes: "This pill is extremely powerful and is a medicine for tigers and wolves. She is determined to damage the essence, qi and blood, and even the foundation of life, and exchanges for the rapid progress of internal strength. It is perfect for the Wanjie Sword Profile..."

She looked at Fang Ming, and there was an indescribable smell in her eyes: "If you take alchemy and practice the sword technique of thousands of kalpas, you may be able to open the eight meridians within a few months, and you will be among the top experts in Kangzhou's martial arts world!"

"Since ancient times, it has been a foolish thing to get without work. If this is the case, I don't know what I need to pay?"

Fang Ming's face remained unchanged and he asked calmly.

"If this is the case, you may not have lived for three years. If you are lucky enough to rely on medicine to break through the innate threshold, you will definitely die within three months, and it is difficult for the gods to save them!"

Nangong Qingcheng said solemnly:

"Even so, this pill is hard to find in the world! If it is spread, I don't know how many masters and heroes will break their heads for it, and even blood flows into a river!"

"Fighting for fame and fortune is the nature of people in the world. If they can become famous in the martial arts world, even if they are only a few months later, they will be like a meteor afterwards. I am afraid many people will do whatever they want..."

Fang Ming smiled bitterly.

"Since these two things were taught to you by the divine sword, it will naturally be up to you to deal with them!"

Nangong Qingcheng delivered the secret elixir to Fang Ming's hand, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "Do you... want it?"

"Of course I want to become famous at a young age, and spread the word about martial arts world... I'm afraid no one who practices martial arts can refuse this temptation..."

Fang Ming reached out to take the two things, and saw Nangong Qingcheng's eyes feeling dim.

"only……"

He suddenly smiled: "But I am lazy by nature and I am even more afraid of dying! I am afraid that these two objects will be unlucky, so please ask my senior sister to deal with them on my behalf!"

If he hadn't had the golden fingers of the martial arts dictator on his body, he would probably have to hesitate for a moment. After all, this temptation was indeed quite huge and irresistible.

Unfortunately, he has backed the martial arts ruling and has countless resources from the martial arts world that can be exploited and plundered. How can he regard these things? And destroy his future for them?

"You!"

Nangong Qingcheng gave Fang Ming a blank look, his smile as if flowers were blooming, and even the empty cliff seemed to have become a fairyland paradise.

After a smile, Nangong Qingcheng's face also turned a little awesome: "Although these three things are all ill-intentioned, they are also extremely rare things. The Divine Sword Sect uses this treasure to pay you, and the plan is probably not small! Under the verification of the Bone Melting Method, my junior brother's life experience becomes more and more confusing. What do you think about this?"

"I just remembered it suddenly after seeing another king..."

Fang Ming touched his nose with a sneer on his face: "The King of Golden Swords may have more than a few bones and blood, and dozens or even hundreds of them are possible, but there must be one of them. That branch is the true heir of the King of Golden Swords and has always held the authority of the Divine Sword Sect! It is like the trunk of a giant tree, and other branches are just branches and leaves that can be abandoned at will!"

"No matter how magical the jade bone is, it is just a dead object, and there may be too many things that can do things! And even if it is true, what does it have to do with me? Compared with Xuan Zhendao, those families with blood relatives as the link are far inferior. The division of legitimate and illegitimate family, the dispute between the clan family and the division, and any disaster of Xiao Wall is enough to knock down a sect that was originally extremely prosperous, but the sect has no doubts! What do my senior sister thinks I will choose?"

As soon as this said, Nangong Qingcheng was moved: "This mind, knowledge, and courage... This boy is definitely not a thing in the pool! If he hadn't practiced martial arts too late, he would have missed the opportunity! In the future, he would have turned into a dragon! He would have spread to the world!"

In history, learning martial arts is the most basic and critical thing when you are five to fifteen years old. If you miss this golden period of foundation building, you will find it difficult to achieve even if you are gifted.

There are countless adventures in the world of great karma, and this standard can be slightly relaxed, but Fang Ming was only 14 years old when he first came into contact with martial arts. Even if he showed a certain talent, he was only barely created in the eyes of Nangong Qingcheng, and there was no hope of great success!

However, no matter what, Nangong Qingcheng would not know that there are magical tools such as martial arts in the world, nor would he know that in a world called the Tang Dynasty, the two dragons also missed the best opportunity to practice martial arts, but they were constantly lucky and won rare treasures such as Heshi Bi and Evil Emperor relics, laying a solid foundation for both to advance to the realm of Grandmasters in the future.

Although Fang Ming did not have the Heshi Bi, the extraordinary and preciousness of the martial arts dictatorship was far inferior to the hundreds of Heshi Bi.

"Sorry! Senior sister blamed you wrongly before!"

Nangong Qingcheng Jiandao Mingxin, admitted calmly that he had concerns before, and bowed to Fang Ming to apologize.

"As long as the senior sister knows that my brother is loyal and can be seen by the sun and the moon, I will be content!"

Fang Ming replied solemnly, then his face changed to a hippie smile, with a cynical smell: "It's just... I suddenly abandoned these two treasures, and I'm very painful. I wonder if the master's sect will have any compensation?"

"You!" Nangong Qingcheng chuckled, looking at Fang Ming's clear and eager gaze, and even laughed: "I, Xuanzhen, have great achievements and can even steal the opportunity of my disciples? Forget it! Forget it, if I don't tell you now, your heart will probably always be like a kitten scratching..."

After joking, Nangong Qingcheng stroked the cover of Wujin's sword and sighed in his tone: "The King of the Golden Swords is a master of swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is extremely fierce and invincible. Especially the seven killings of the demons in the road, which kills souls and kills the world, and can be called a different approach in swordsmanship and makes one's own world. Although you have not obtained the Golden Guard Jade Bone Art and cannot learn the full set of swordsmanship, you can only learn all the way as a way to save your life and fight..."

Fang Ming's head, if he encounters a life-and-death crisis and is at the critical moment of fighting for life, failure means death, and then considering whether the foundation is damaged is too ridiculous?

Moreover, if you only learn part of it, even if the foundation is damaged temporarily, there is no way to make up for it. However, there is only one life, and it doesn’t need to be considered at all.

"The Demon Seven Killing Style? I've recorded it!" Since it is a trump card, it is better to use the most fierce killing one.

"Well!" Seeing this, Nangong Qingcheng couldn't help but remind him again: "This magic sword is amazing. When you read it, you must keep a close eye on the spiritual platform and never stop sitting on the Forgetful Sutra! In addition, this sword technique is too domineering. You must be careful before practicing. It is best to wait until the task is completed, and you, Senior Brother Liu, will personally pass on you... Alas! However, your future is dangerous and you need to save your life urgently. It depends on your own choice!"

"I understand it!" Fang Ming nodded solemnly.

After talking about the knife recipe, Nangong Qingcheng threw away the medicine bottle in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face: "Although this 'Golden Crown Qi-raising Pill' is a tiger and wolf product, several of the medicinal materials are quite rare. They should be accumulated over the decades of the Divine Sword Cult, which is very precious... If it is re-refined with a kingly method and a few auxiliary medicines, it can be just right for me to be made into my Xuanzhendao Yurong Yangling Pill, which will remove its domineering nature and there is no risk of damaging the foundation... But the medicinal properties will also be greatly reduced, nine out of ten will be eliminated! Can junior brother bear it?"

"Of course I'm willing to give it up!"

Fang Ming nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Senior sister is so helpful to me, I am so grateful!"

"Well! The situation in Yanghe County is complicated, you must be careful. I will send it to you after the Jade Rong Yang Spirit Pill is refined!"

As the words were swaying, Nangong Qingcheng's figure floated towards the cliff sky, just like a fairy running to the moon. When Fang Ming looked again, he saw a wisp of white gauze flying in the corner of his eyes, but where could he see the traces of a beautiful woman?

Fang Ming, who returned to the house, was relieved: "I finally solved both troubles..."

As for the King of Heavenly King Golden Sword? He still needs to leave this object and the Divine Sword Sect to impose a serpent, so he naturally did not hand it over to the sect.

"But this appearance still has to be changed!"

Fang Ming thought about it and went directly outside the house to pick up two buckets of black paint. This was the rest of the martial arts hall decoration. It was made of the best Zijia Shop dye in Yanghe City. It is known to be full of wood and immortal for a hundred years.

"It's you!"

Fang Ming looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly opened the knife box.

The moment the light of the golden sword emanated, Fang Ming quickly brushed a bucket of black paint with quick eyes and hands.

After a while, the original King of Heavenly King's Golden Knife was already pitch black. Seeing this scene, Fang Ming was not satisfied and lifted the knife into the flower bed outside, rolled all over the floor, and sprinkled a few handfuls of ashes on the bottom of the pot.

...

After several times, the golden sword of the Heavenly King, which was originally golden and extremely magnificent, turned into a dark black sword with a simple shape, and even the guardian could not recognise it.

But if the Divine Sword scholars saw Fang Ming painting and plastering the golden sword, and saw that the leader's symbol was so defiled, they would probably directly seek Fang Ming's desperate efforts!

"Is this my ideal weapon?"

After the process was completed, Fang Ming looked at his work and was very satisfied.

"As long as the knife can be used to kill people, what are you doing so fancy?"

"Although the treasures are hard to hide their sharpness, as long as they are not fighting continuously with swords and swords, the secret of the golden sword will probably be difficult to discover!"
Chapter completed!