"Master, wake up!"
Fang Yuan opened his eyes and immediately knew that he was sleeping on a beautiful couch, surrounded by silky quilts and the smell of incense.
When two maids with charming smiles and beaded emeralds saw him waking up, they immediately brought them copper basins and tea cups, and carefully served him to wash himself.
"It looks like a rich and noble scene, but it's different from what I imagined!"
In front of the bronze mirror, Fang Yuan was a little lost in thought, carefully looking at his own image.
Well, his facial features are handsome, not disfigured at all, but rather feminine, and... there are slight bags under his eyes, with black circles, and he is obviously too drunk, and his body is somewhat hollowed out.
Overall, in my memory, this guy is an uneducated and ignorant guy who even needs a pretty maid to help shake him off.
"In this kind of life, instead of becoming a fat pig, I become as skinny as a stick. It's really strange. Maybe it's because I'm too weak?"
These little things passed by, and Fang Yuan carefully browsed the memory of the original owner, and felt a little strange: "Originally... I thought that the higher dimensions must be like the spirit world and the inner demon world, but I never thought that there is such a world! Such a world!"
Jianghu! Wulin! This is the main theme of this world.
According to this playboy's memory, there is no government power such as the imperial court in this world. Instead, martial arts sects are rising one by one.
Warriors can split mountains and rocks, travel thousands of miles in a day, and are invincible to thousands of people.
Sectarian forces are entrenched in several counties, collecting taxes, training armies, and appointing officials in a grand manner, just like a small country.
According to rumors, true martial arts masters can arouse celestial phenomena, destroy cities with a wave of their hands, and even have their souls leave their bodies and fight thousands of miles apart.
Since then, martial arts has flourished in this world, and every young man or woman wants to be proud of themselves and stand out in the world.
There are endless competitions, ranking lists, and comments from Mr. Su.
"It's just... just looking at it this way, it seems a bit weak! Although martial arts are powerful, they can't be compared with the likes of Demon Lords and Demon Gods... "
Fang Yuan thought silently: "Did I understand wrongly? Not all high-dimensional dimensions are like the spirit world and the world of inner demons... Or maybe there is a hidden side to this world that I didn't realize?"
At this time, without thinking too much, he began to sort out the memories of the original owner.
Well, I was lucky this time. The original owner was named Nangong Wuwang, and he was the young owner of Shenbing Villa. He had a father and three sisters.
Shenbing Villa is also considered a second-rate force in the world, and it can be called the emperor among the three nearby counties.
The owner of the village, Nangong Wentian, is ranked second in the latest martial arts rankings. He is a true master of martial arts. Every year, there are countless heroes and young heroes who come to challenge him. However, their final results are not very good. Many of them are directly killed. Thrown from the Broken Heart Cliff behind the villa.
"There are nine levels of martial arts, and masters of the third level can establish a sect. It is said that there is a level of celestial realm above the ninth level, and they are completely like gods on land..."
"It's a pity that with such a good father and countless resources, this Nangong Wuwang is born unable to practice martial arts. He is a 'body with hundreds of leaks' and is famous for being a loser in martial arts. Now he doesn't even have ninth-level strength. He is completely A non-conformist.”
"There was no hope for the future, and coupled with the doting of my father and sister, I sank all the way and lived the life of a playboy..."
Fang Yuan raised his brows and went through Nangong Wuwang's life in an instant, frowning slightly: "With a body full of leaks, this physique seems to be a bit troublesome!"
The so-called "hundred leaks" naturally refers to what is stored and leaked. Not to mention the most fundamental internal strength of martial artists, even ordinary energy and blood will naturally leak once it exceeds the limit of ordinary people.
Therefore, this Nangong Wuwang could not even learn the ordinary martial arts well, not to mention the excellent martial arts. He was simply powerless.
"This problem must be solved as soon as possible!"
Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed and he called up the attribute bar:
"Name: Fang Yuan (Nangong Wuwang)
Fine: 0.7
Qi: 0.7
God: 0.5
Cultivation: Not in the mainstream
Skill:? ?
Specialties: Planting Technique [Level 6] (Full Level), Fierce Eyes [Level 3], Body of Source Power (???)"
"It is indeed a pure useless template!"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath.
The characteristic of Yuanli is the mark of true spirit. No matter how many times the body changes, it will slowly recover.
At this moment, Fang Yuan felt an endless force flowing through his body along with his breathing.
But in the next moment, his expression changed slightly, and he noticed a huge suction force coming from his dantian and even his limbs, absorbing as much as he could, sucking away all the endless secondary power.
"Huh? Is it really a body that is full of leaks?"
Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed and he looked at the attribute column. The body symbol that originally meant solidity had turned into a semi-illusory state.
"But...it doesn't seem to be a natural air leak. Otherwise, there would have been dark winds and demonic energy boiling around me...Why does it look like it was forcibly sucked away by something?"
He was keenly aware that this body seemed to have been secretly manipulated.
"Suck! I let you suck!"
Anyway, the source of energy is endless, Fang Yuan immediately let go of the restrictions and allowed many of the sources of energy to be absorbed, to see who could consume whom in the end.
Gulu! Gulu!
In his body, a surging sound like the Yangtze River was instantly heard.
I don't know how long it took, but a strange black symbol finally appeared in the dantian, like a long whale sucking water, swallowing up the endless source of energy.
"interesting!"
Fang Yuan's eyes brightened: "It seems... there are indeed many secrets in this world..."
Runes that can swallow secondary source power don't look like things that can be found in the ordinary martial arts world.
Fang Yuan secretly estimated that the amount of devouring just now, if placed in a world of lower dimensions, would probably be enough to pollute the warriors in the entire world into demons.
"The source of Nangong Wuwang's leaky body has also been found. It's this black rune! It's devouring all the power of this kid... But for me, as long as I use the source power to block it, the original hidden danger will disappear. It will no longer exist, and you can practice martial arts with peace of mind..."
The black runes artificially created a funnel in Nangong Wuwang's body, and Fang Yuan at this time moved the funnel to another pond, allowing Yuanli to fill it.
But my Dantian can finally breathe a sigh of relief and be able to accommodate the inner strength gained through cultivation.
"I don't know how Nangong Wuwang got into this thing in the first place. Could it be an enemy? That's not right... If he were really an enemy, wouldn't it be nice to be sucked into a mummy? Or he could stay on the sickbed and be disgusted for the rest of his life. How could he be so compassionate? And give a normal person a slightly weaker physique?”
Fang Yuan put on his clothes and walked out of the attic.
The place where he is is the core of the Shenbing Villa. There are countless martial arts guards around him, all of whom are advanced masters.
The Jianghu Martial Arts Ranking divides the realm of warriors into nine levels. A master who has reached this level, even the lowest level of the ninth level, is actually good enough to travel around the world.
The third grade is even rarer. You can find a position like guest minister, deacon, etc. anywhere, become a small leader of a party, and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.
As for the third rank, that is the grandmaster who can establish a sect.
"Hello, Master!"
"Young Master, you are polite!"
At this time, Fang Yuan took a step forward and swayed. All the slave martial artists around him bowed and bowed when they saw it, secretly feeling a little surprised.
This young master was the village master's favorite, and he was pampered freely. Although he was incompetent in literature and martial arts, any maid who dared to criticize him would be immediately beaten to death with sticks.
Master, who usually never wakes up until midnight, why did he change his gender today
"Master!"
At this time, the attendant next to him also asked with a smile: "Where are you going to have fun today? I heard that there is a new brand in Yihong Yicui Building in the city below. The chef of Linjiang Xianxian Building has developed a new dish of Drunken Fish , the taste is also outstanding..."
In the minds of these people, Nangong Wuwang was a victim. Fang Yuan glanced sideways at this personal attendant and had no doubt that as long as he went to those two places, with the playboy's character of spending a lot of money, this personal attendant would definitely get a lot of kickbacks.
"No, let's go to the martial arts pavilion today!"
Fang Yuan waved his hand casually.
“…”
The attendant stared at the sun with wide eyes, wondering if the sun was coming out from the west, but the young master actually went to the Wuge.
From top to bottom in the entire Shenbing Villa, who doesn't know that this young master is born with a body full of leaks and is a waste of martial arts
Fang Yuan didn't talk nonsense to him and came to an attic with an empty surrounding.
When the attendant saw the black six-story attic, he was stunned and did not dare to step forward.
This place is the important place for Buddhist scriptures in the villa. There are several worshipers and guards. There are countless martial arts masters in the world who covet the secret book, but they have never left alive after trespassing.
The young master is the master of the Shenbing Villa, so naturally he can do whatever he wants, but if he dares to go in, he will probably be cut into pieces immediately!
Fang Yuan looked at the huge black attic, took a deep breath, stepped forward and opened the door.
…
Just as he entered the martial arts pavilion.
Shenbing Villa, in a secret room.
Several long bronze lamps were extinguished at once, and the remaining candles flickered.
A moment later, a middle-aged master came flying over. When he saw this scene, his face was not surprised but happy: "It's not in vain that I have spent more than ten years on it, and it is finally done!"
He thought for a moment and opened a secret room passage.
This path is winding and winding, only allowing one person to walk sideways, and it continues downward until it reaches a huge underground cave.
In the center of the cave, there is a pool of blood. The rich blood color is almost impossible to dissolve. It reflects on the middle-aged face, making it even more eerie and terrifying.
And in the place of the blood pool, there seemed to be a black shadow, breathing and swallowing the blood.
At this time, along with the whirlpools, the blood pool quickly lowered, revealing the entire black shadow. It was a huge sword half a foot long, completely black, with a heart-stopping color.
"Finally... finally..."
The middle-aged man looked enthusiastic, then laughed: "Is it finally done? I, Shenbing Villa, will finally dominate the martial arts world!"