Chapter 173 Scale Clothes

The day passed quickly.

Everything is calm.

There was no follow-up to what happened last night, and no new tasks arrived today.

Fang Zhixing had a good rest for a day and finally recovered from the fatigue of the past few days.

In the evening.

Zhong Cunhai, the guard and driver of Yixiangzhai, ran over and shouted happily, "Master, I have found out what you asked me to find out."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows, a hint of anticipation appearing on his face.

Before, because he himself had no time to spare, he asked Zhong Cunhai to help investigate what "Lingli Jia" was.

Speaking of Zhong Cunhai, he may be the most idle person in Yixiangzhai. He does nothing all day long and almost gets paid for nothing.

Zhong Cunhai is actually quite boring. Although he doesn't have much ability, he does nothing all day long and is extremely bored.

That's how people are.

I feel tired when working, and bored when doing nothing.

So Fang Zhixing assigned him this job.

Zhong Cunhai was very happy to do this job and happily accepted the order.

These days, he has been running around outside, asking around, and finally got some results.

Fang Zhixing perked up and said, "Hurry up and tell me."

Zhong Cunhai said carefully: "I have a friend who is in the medicinal materials business, and he happens to know what this carp armor is.

According to him, this carp shell is actually a precious medicinal material, which is made from the shell of a special pangolin-like beast ground into powder. "

Fang Zhixing knew that pangolin was a traditional Chinese medicinal ingredient.

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "After all this fuss, the so-called lingli armor is actually a pangolin, right?"

“No, no, no!”

Zhong Cunhai quickly waved his hands and said, "It's not an ordinary pangolin, it's specifically the gold-eating pangolin!"

Gold Devourer?! Fang Zhixing frowned. He had never heard of this kind of strange beast. It looked very impressive.

Zhong Cunhai explained seriously: "The gold-eating pangolin is a strange beast that likes to eat ores containing metals, and they especially like to eat 'flash copper'.

After they eat a lot of 'copper', their shells will turn golden, shining brightly, as if they were made of gold."

Copper flash!! Scale powder!!

Fang Zhixing suddenly realized, isn't this how the name of "Pangolin Scale Kung Fu" came about?

"Well, since it's a medicinal herb, it must be sold in the pharmacy."

"Ling carp shell is extremely valuable. Small pharmacies definitely don't have this kind of good stuff. Only large pharmacies may have it!"

Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing couldn't help but get excited and immediately went to Tianbao Street.

Just as he expected, Fang Zhixing went to Miaoshoutang, the largest pharmacy on Tianbao Street, to inquire.

The shop assistant smiled and replied, "Ling carp shell is known as a holy medicine for treating internal injuries. It also has the nourishing effect of strengthening tendons and bones. It has always been in short supply and the price is extremely expensive."

Fang Zhixing didn't care and asked, "Which type of carp shell has the best effect and the highest price?"

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant knew that a big customer had come, and he said with great joy: "We at Miaoshoutang have specially made a type of ling carp armor, using the shell of a level three gold-eating pangolin, mixed with appropriate proportions of rare items such as copper glitter and silver star sand, and refined by a master of alchemy. I'm not bragging, but the efficacy of this armor exceeds that of any other ling carp armor on the market, and it has a great reputation."

Fang Zhixing's eyes lit up, and he said, "Words are not enough, show it to us."

The shop assistant rubbed his hands and asked with a smile: "The price of this carp armor is very high. One or two ounces of carp armor can be exchanged for a third-grade medium-quality meat pill."

Fang Zhixing took out a stack of gold bills from his pocket and shook them in front of the pharmacy clerk.

The clerk in the drug store was instantly impressed by this unrivaled ability to spend money, and he nodded and bowed, smiling apologetically.

He quickly found the shopkeeper, who immediately ordered a strong man to bring a heavy jar and lift the lid.

Fang Zhixing looked down into the jar, which contained an extremely fine golden powder.

At first glance, it looks like gold powder.

The shopkeeper scooped out some with a small spoon and placed it in the sun.

Suddenly, the powder burst out with a strong and rich golden light, blinding people's eyes.

Under the sunlight, the golden powder seemed to melt and turned into a flowing liquid. The surface was as smooth as a mirror, and could clearly reflect a person's face.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Sir, this carp shell is one of the signature medicines of Miaoshoutang. It represents the reputation of our century-old store. It is absolutely worth the money. How much do you want to buy?"

Fang Zhixing asked directly: "If I want to use the carp armor to smear all over my body, how much should I buy?"

"What, what to apply?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard it wrong.

However, Fang Zhixing took out all the gold notes with a serious look and placed them on the counter.

He is not afraid of spending money and can afford it.

As the saying goes, the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts!

The expenses for people who practice martial arts are extremely huge.

Other warriors work hard as laborers. Not only is it hard and tiring, but they actually don't make much money.

Their little income was basically spent on buying some meat balls.

What’s worse is that many people simply can’t afford Roudan.

If you get injured while working, you have to pay for your medical treatment yourself and quickly end up in debt.

In short, they are all miserable, suffering in all kinds of ways, and yet they don't look like miserable.

But Fang Zhixing is different.

From the very beginning, he chose to join the aristocratic Luo family and work for a large aristocratic family.

The advantage is that the Luo family is wealthy and powerful, ensuring that Fang Zhixing has sufficient guarantees in terms of skills, income, power, etc.

As long as the expenses are not particularly huge, he can handle it with his income.

Otherwise, who would be willing to be a running dog of a powerful family?

Not long after, Fang Zhixing walked out of Miaoshou Hall holding a jar of carp shell.

The shopkeeper and the clerk of the drugstore, with smiles as bright as chrysanthemums on their faces, accompanied him all the way to the door.

Fang Zhixing returned to Yixiangzhai as quickly as possible, went directly to the bedroom on the second floor of the study, and closed the door.

The little dog followed and asked curiously, "What's in the jar?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "It's not edible, so you have nothing to do with it."

After hearing this, the little dog became even more curious and went around the jar sniffing.

Fang Zhixing ignored him, took off his clothes, opened the lid of the jar, grabbed a handful of golden powder and smeared it on his body.

Crash~ A large amount of powder sprinkled on the body, and the skin was quickly dyed with a layer of gold.

The sunlight from the window shone in, and suddenly, the little dog's eyes were almost blinded.

"Fuck!"

The thin dog turned its head and lay on the ground, its eyes narrowed into slits.

In his eyes, Fang Zhixing seemed to have turned into a golden sculpture, emitting endless golden light that was beyond words.

"Even if it's a god descending to earth, it would be no more than this!" Xigou was shocked.

After a long time, Fang Zhixing smeared gold powder on his armpits and soles!

The system panel suddenly flashed with brilliance! [The conditions required for the full level of Pangolin Scale Cloth Skill have been met. Do you want to upgrade? ]

"yes!"

Fang Zhixing did not hesitate, in a flash! The golden powder on his body melted quickly and turned into golden liquid, flowing rapidly and then drilling into his pores.

Crack~ Fang Zhixing's whole body was shaking rhythmically. Every muscle group in his body sometimes bulged high, and sometimes contracted and fell back, constantly in dynamic change.

Then his body suddenly swelled and he grew more than two centimeters taller.

His limbs and waist became stronger, his shoulders became broader, and his chest became thicker.

Fang Zhixing slowly opened his eyes, and the misty blur in his eyes quickly disappeared, becoming exceptionally clear.

This situation...

The thin dog couldn't help but widen his eyes, tilted his head back, and looked at the burly and majestic Fang Zhixing in amazement.

"Damn, he's 2.4 meters tall now, and he's almost catching up with Luo Keji." Xigou couldn't help but marvel at the sight.

Fang Zhixing clenched his fists, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely wonderful.

The thin dog shuddered and asked, "How much has the strength increased?"

Fang Zhixing smiled and replied, "It should be 10,000 jin. I have 120,000 jin of strength now!"

"What? How come it has grown so much?!" the little dog was stunned.

The bottom line of the Nine Ox Realm is 90,000 jin, but Fang Zhixing was so awesome that he pushed it directly to 120,000 jin! The key point is that he is only at the Perfect Four Bird Realm now, and there is still a "balance" point to be strengthened.

"Strange, how come my strength suddenly increased by 10,000 pounds?!"

Fang Zhixing himself was also amazed.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He had carefully read the "Pangolin Scale Cloth Kung Fu" before, and the skill only emphasized how powerful the defense was, but did not mention at all that this skill was also very beneficial for increasing strength.

"Could it be that the pangolin scales technique is more suitable for me?"

Fang Zhixing could only analyze in this direction.

The ancestral magical skills practiced by the children of aristocratic families are all extremely compatible with their blood and physique, allowing them to advance much faster and become stronger than ordinary warriors!

Just at this moment, Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed and he noticed a dim light flashing on the system panel.

He took a closer look! [Pangolin Scale Cloth Skill·Full Level Conditions: 1. Use 'Lingli Armor' to apply all over the body once (completed) 2. Experience a death crisis and get extra bonus (completed)]

“Ah, this…”

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but widen his eyes. The maximum level requirement of "Pangolin Scale Cloth Skill" had unexpectedly become 2 again.

The dog took a closer look and smacked his lips in surprise: "Fuck, can you play it this way? This must be a hidden mission!"

Fang Zhixing laughed and said happily: "During the exam, there is always an additional question at the end of the test paper. It seems that this time I turned out to be a blessing in disguise and got to take the additional question!"

Thanks to Luo Keji and Dong Minzhu! Thanks to the bald monk!

Fang Zhixing's eyes were filled with endless murderous intent, and he said with bared teeth: "There is progress only when there is pressure. Thank you for forcing me to squeeze out all my potential!"

There is great terror between life and death! Without Luo Keji and Dong Minzhu arranging Fang Zhixing to die, without the bald monk's slaughter, Fang Zhixing would not have made the progress he has today!

"We know how to distinguish between gratitude and resentment, and we will definitely repay you well!"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, then used the bone shrinking technique to compress his height by two centimeters.

The next day, it was not yet noon!

A carrier pigeon dropped from the sky and flew into Yixiangzhai.

"Rush to the intersection of Black Pine Forest, 150 miles north of the city, before 3:50 in the afternoon and kidnap a nun named Ming Jing. Bring her to Yan's Winery before dusk."

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes slightly.

It’s kidnapping again!

The target was still a nun.

What's going on? Moreover, the last order made Fang Zhixing frown.

"I'm stoked. It's Yan's Winery again..."

Fang Zhixing gritted his teeth and sneered, "You can avoid the first day, but you can't avoid the fifteenth. You have to face what you have to face."

He pondered for a moment, then asked Hongye to bring a set of black clothes.

He then got a new sword, which was slightly different in shape from the previous one, and abandoned the bow and arrow.

"Little dog, please stay at home this time."

Fang Zhixing weighed the pros and cons again and again and made a well-considered decision.

The dog blinked and asked in surprise, "What do you mean? Why are you so kind all of a sudden?"

Fang Zhixing curled his lips and said, "That bald monk has seen you. If you show up again, wouldn't it be like exposing that I'm not dead yet?"

The little dog understood immediately.

That terrifying old monk in the Ninth Ox Realm had indeed seen him.

Yes, although the combination of one person and one dog is not particularly rare, it is indeed eye-catching, easy to deepen the impression and make people remember it.

The dog said happily: "It's up to you. Anyway, I will listen to your arrangements, which can be regarded as a kind of bond."

Fang Zhixing sneered, "Oh, that's right, a dog that listens to its master is a good dog."

"You farted!"

The dog got angry and shouted, "I'm just being prudent and protecting myself. You run out and risk your life every day. Do you know what prudent and protecting yourself means?"

Fang Zhixing said disdainfully: "What a bullshit, isn't it just a gigolo?"

The thin dog wanted to talk back.

But Fang Zhixing stopped talking nonsense, turned around and walked quickly, left Yixiangzhai through the secret passage, and then ran out of the county city from North Street.

Dadada~ Fang Zhixing rode his horse at full speed and traveled more than 150 miles.

Suddenly, a large black pine forest appeared in front of us.

A road was opened up in the forest.

"This is the intersection of the black pine forest..."

Upon seeing this, Fang Zhixing immediately turned into the black pine forest and found a secluded place to tie up his horse.

Then he changed into black clothes, covered his head and face, returned to the intersection, climbed up a big tree and waited.

Time goes by little by little...

"drive!"

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing heard a shout, and when he focused his sight, he saw two fast horses coming from a distance.

The two men riding on the horses were wearing blue-gray monk robes and had bald heads, which made them very eye-catching.

Wait until the two horses run closer and take a closer look.

The two people immediately had soft features, clearly women's faces, one with a firm chest, the other with an empty chest.

Fang Zhixing raised his right hand, and suddenly two flying knives appeared between his five fingers and were thrown out.

whoosh!

The two galloping horses that had just run to the intersection suddenly fell down and rolled forward.

The two nuns were caught off guard and fell out immediately.

One of them floated down and landed on the ground, sliding forward with his feet touching the ground.

The other man rolled on the ground and tumbled several times before stopping.

"Senior sister, are you okay?"

The nun who was gliding was a young person with delicate features, skin whiter than snow, a graceful figure and big breasts.

The other nun who fell badly was a middle-aged woman with mediocre martial arts skills. She was covered with bruises.

The young nun helped her sister up and looked back at the horse.

This was too much to bear. Her expression became panicked and she choked and said, "The horse is dead. Someone killed it!"

The senior sister reacted, looked around, and said in astonishment: "Could it be that bandits are robbing us?"

Fang Zhixing walked out slowly.

The two nuns' pupils shrank sharply and their faces showed fear.

The sister raised her palm and said in a trembling voice, "Donor, we are monks and have nothing. These two horses are the only ones that are worth some money. You can take them. I hope you can let us go."

Fang Zhixing responded: "Which one of you is clear and pure?"

The elder sister's breath was choked, her face turned pale, and she suddenly stood in front of the young nun. She summoned up her courage and said, "I am the young nun. May I ask what the donor wants from me?"

(End of this chapter)