Uncle Jiu smiled slightly, and he naturally knew that what the Simu Taoist was talking about was his group of fellow brothers.

He used his palm like a knife, and with one palm falling, the lightning strike wood was separated again. The four-eyed Taoist immediately reached out and grabbed it in his hand, stroked the lightning strike wood long in the adult slap and said, "Haha, it's enough, it's enough to refine a heavenly thunder token."

After saying that, Taoist Simu turned around and crawled into the room and said from a distance: "Senior Brother Jiu, Nephew Fang, don't disturb me, I'll go to refine the Heavenly Thunder Token."

Watching the Simu Taoist leaving, Uncle Jiu said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Simu Junior Brother is still of this kind and is always very enthusiastic in everything he does, but he is very good at making talismans. I will ask your uncle to help you refine this Tianlei Token."

Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "It is better to obey your orders than to be respectful to this disciple."

Uncle Jiu's eyes swept across the carriage lanes: "These carriages?"

Fang Xiaoyu said: "These carriages are just given to the old lady. I guess that old lady has a bad origin, so she can take away the gold at that time."

One hundred thousand taels of gold cannot be taken away by one person or two. However, the old lady actually made an agreement with Fang Xiaoyu at that time. I think the other party had already considered how to collect gold.

It was almost evening, and Fang Xiaoyu was fascinated by reading a Maoshan secret record. The old lady appeared from afar, but this time there were more than a dozen men in black who appeared with the old lady.

These men in black were filled with evil spirits. Fang Xiaoyu's eyes shrank slightly when he saw them. Fang Xiaoyu could tell at a glance that kind of military temperament, but he never thought that the old lady had such a background.

However, Fang Xiaoyu didn't think much about her origin. Anyway, as long as she gets the lightning and gives the gold to the other party, she doesn't owe anything to the other party.

"Old lady, gold is here, please check it."

The old lady nodded slightly, and saw a man in black walking over, checking the gold on several carriages one by one, and finally nodding at the old lady.

The old lady said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Young Master Fang is indeed a little bit. I thank you here."

Based on the old lady's human nature, it can be seen that Fang Xiaoyu put gold on these carriages completely to prepare her. No matter what, she still has the right to do with Fang Xiaoyu's intention.

Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "We are both rich and honest, and we don't owe each other. Let's go."

Watching the old lady and others drive away in the carriage, Uncle Jiu appeared at the door and said, "I'm afraid these people have a bad origin."

Fang Xiaoyu nodded slightly and said, "It's not simple, but no matter how big their background is, it has nothing to do with us."

Uncle Jiu naturally knew that even if the other party really had a military background behind him, those big men generally did not dare to provoke such wise men as the gangsters.

If a martial arts expert like Fang Xiaoyu is willing to assassinate some senior military officials, it would be too easy.

Three or four days passed in a flash. The four-mes Taoist who was in seclusion and refining the Heavenly Thunder token suddenly appeared in the sky above the room of the Simin Taoist who was in seclusion and refining the Heavenly Thunder token. A lightning struck down, and a big hole was split into the roof on the spot. Then a cheerful laughter came from the room.

"It's done, it's done, the Tianlei Token has finally been refined successfully than I did."

With such a big noise, Fang Xiaoyu and Uncle Jiu were alarmed. When the two came out of the room, they happened to see the four-mestone Taoist who was covered in black smoke running out of the room, holding a black token in their hands.

Fang Xiaoyu saw the token at a glance, which was so eye-catching. At least in the sense, the token gave people the feeling of a ball of thunder that could burst out at any time.

Uncle Jiu took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the token in his hand, looked carefully, and with his thoughts, the token flew towards a stone lion ahead. In an instant, a lightning light flew out from the token. With a click, the entire stone lion was struck into pieces by the lightning light.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but be shocked. The thunder was really domineering. If it was used to deal with evil things, it would be an evil ghost. The fierce ghost could not bear the attack of the Heavenly Thunder Token.

Nodded with satisfaction, Uncle Jiu smiled and handed the Heavenly Thunder token to Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, let's go blood."

Fang Xiaoyu subconsciously acted as he said, bit his fingertips and a drop of blood was penetrated into the token. He saw a flash of lightning on the token. The sky thunder token, which had originally flashed with lightning on the surface, suddenly became much more restrained after absorbing Fang Xiaoyu's blood.

"Huh."

A subtle connection between Fang Xiaoyu and the Heavenly Thunder Token, he vaguely felt that he could control the Heavenly Thunder Token.

Seeing Fang Xiaoyu's expression, Uncle Jiu threw the Heavenly Thunder Token to Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Take it with you and make your breath compatible with it. I will pass on your Maoshan entry-level mental method first. After practicing magic power, you can activate the Heavenly Thunder Token to hurt the enemy."

The four-minded Taoist saw that the Heavenly Thunder Token that he had finally refined after spending several days was given to Fang Xiaoyu by Uncle Jiu, and shook his head with a depressed look on his face.

Uncle Jiu handed two thunder-striking woods to the Simu Daoist and said, "If you don't bother with one thing, you can do more work. Just trouble your junior brother to refine the remaining two heavenly thunder tokens."

The four-eyed Taoist glared at Uncle Jiu fiercely, grabbed two lightning-striking woods and entered Uncle Jiu's room, shouting: "Lin Fengjiao, wait for me."

With a bang, the door closed, and it was stuck when Uncle Jiu was angry. Fang Xiaoyu was slightly stunned when he heard the call of Taoist Simu. He immediately realized that Lin Fengjiao was the name of his master.

Uncle Jiu’s original name is Lin Fengjiao, and he ranks ninth among his fellow brothers. However, because he thought his name was too feminine, he called himself Lin Jiu. Over time, everyone called him Uncle Jiu. Only his group of fellow brothers really knew his real name.

Seeing Uncle Jiu's face turned a little dark, Fang Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Master, I'll go to the military government office to take a look. Maybe someone will send Taomuxin to you today."

As he spoke, Fang Xiaoyu turned around and ran away without waiting for Uncle Jiu to speak.

Before the Guangzhou Government Office, there was still a gathering of people. These people gathered here just to see what the scene was like piled up with ten thousand taels of silver and ten thousand taels of gold.

A few days passed, and everyone's initial energy passed. A century-old Taomuxin was not something that could be found casually. Everyone searched through the boxes and cabinets but did not find any Taomuxin at home. They gave up their unrealistic fantasies one by one.

Fang Xiaoyu was playing with the sky thunder token in his hand. After the token was refined, it was not big. One hand was enough to hold it in his hand. Subconsciously injecting the inner breath of the yang, but Fang Xiaoyu found that the inner breath had gone around in the token and returned to his body again, and it turned out to be purer, or it was contaminated with a bit of thunderous majestic aura.

The essence of the inner breath has not changed, but it is contaminated with a little breath of thunder.

After discovering this, Fang Xiaoyu circulated his inner breath in his body, and felt that his inner breath became more and more pure. When he was pursuing the magical power of Vajra Indestructible Body, his body was nourished by the inner breath contaminated with the thunderous aura, and a faint numbness appeared all over his body.

If Fang Xiaoyu hadn't been strong enough to feel this faint change, he would probably not have felt it if he had been a soldier.

"Hey, it's actually a little stronger."

Fang Xiaoyu was overjoyed when he discovered that the inner breath, which was contaminated with the thunderous aura, tempered his body with the body stronger.

After the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art broke through the fifth level, the next level was the sixth level, but this was a threshold. Nowadays, the ordinary swords, guns, swords and halberds are difficult to break through the defense of his body, but it is still difficult to defend against some extremely sharp magical weapons.

However, Fang Xiaoyu felt that as long as he could break through to the sixth level, even some magical weapons would be enough to withstand the threat.

This discovery made Fang Xiaoyu very happy. After confirming that there was no harm to himself, Fang Xiaoyu began to inject the internal energy in his body into the Heavenly Thunder Token, and then the Astonishing Thunder Token flowed back into his body.

In the evening, almost half of the onlookers dispersed, but at this time, a group of villagers came surrounded by a man from the farm.

Holding a long strip wrapped in coarse cloth in the arms of the farmer, many people around him were immediately excited when they saw such a formation.

Fang Xiaoyu also looked up and his eyes fell on the wooden strip in the other party's arms, separated by the coarse cloth, but Fang Xiaoyu vaguely felt the weak spirituality from the internal force.

It can be seen that the farmer was surrounded by the villagers in one of their villages, and this should be the one who gave the farmer courage to protect him.

The farmer came over timidly and looked at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "Mr. Fang... Mr. Fang, I am Wang Zhuzi, everyone calls me Zhuzi. This is the thousand-year-old peach wood heart passed down from our family. Please ask Mr. Fang to see if it is worth ten thousand taels of gold."

As he said that, Wang Zhuzi looked at the pile of gold that almost hooked people's eyes.

Fang Xiaoyu's face showed a look of surprise when he heard this. The thousand-year-old peach wood heart was almost unable to control his emotions. He reached out and grabbed the peach wood heart in his hand. He took it out in just a few seconds. The peach wood heart was not too long, only more than two feet away. The dark red wooden strips and clear lines were clear, and a faint fragrance of peach wood was emitted.

The breath flowed, and Fang Xiaoyu felt a faint spiritual aura from the peach wood heart in his hand, and was sure that this was a thousand-year-old peach wood heart.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Fang Xiaoyu nodded at Wang Zhuzi with an expectant look and said, "No, it's the thousand-year-old peach wood heart. If you are willing to trade with me, then this pile of gold will be yours."

Wang Zhuzi purred and swallowed a big saliva when he heard this, and said happily: "Really?"
Chapter completed!