Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 22 Third Young Master: He is definitely not a reckless person
Dusk came from afar, through the whispering pine forest buried in snow, across the sparkling silent lake, and finally came to the small town with swaying lights. It seemed that I could see the fatigue of passers-by, so I gently draped it on their shoulders.

Yu Laoguai's residence was not far from the headquarters of the Black Whale Gang. Fang Xuan, wearing a red shirt, stood out as he strode towards Yu Laoguai's residence.

At dusk, the city began to become lively and prosperous. A red lantern hung from the hooked door of each restaurant. Talented people and beauties were walking by the sparkling river, drinking wine in the moonlight, and reciting poems and composing poems.

There are also beautiful women in the hook bar, gently waving their gauze scarves outside on the second floor, smiling like flowers, attracting passers-by.

Fang Xuan's footsteps did not stop. For him, these flowers were another world.

"Hall Master Fang?"

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.

"Ok?"

Fang Xuan paused and saw not far away, an old man with white hair and a childlike face, and a bright spirit, looking at him with a smile.

Fang Xuan looked at him and narrowed his eyes instantly.

This old man's beard and hair are all white, his face is rosy, his legs are firmly planted on the ground like a cypress pine, and the old hands hidden under the armholes have thick and powerful fingers.

His temples were bulging high, obviously full of energy and blood, and there was no turbidity in his old eyes, but a clear light.

Musha!
Entering warriors!
"May I ask the old gentleman if you have any advice?" Fang Xuan said calmly.

The old man smiled slightly and said: "Hall Master Fang, Third Young Master invites you."

"Third Young Master?"

Fang Xuan raised his brows, as if he thought of something, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Then please lead the way, old gentleman."

The old man nodded with a smile and took the lead towards Mount Anning in the center of the city.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry or slow, and his pace was not fast. However, in just a few breaths, he distanced himself from Fang Xuan, leaving only a small black dot.

"interesting!"

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up and he quickly followed.

About half an hour later.

Mount Anning, the top of the mountain.

The old man with white beard and hair stopped first, then looked back, with a look of surprise on his face.

He saw Fang Xuanzang walking towards him about a hundred steps away.

His steps were steady and powerful, without any breath, and only a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hall Master Fang has such a powerful body."

When Fang Xuan followed, the old man couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart.

With his strength, even if he didn't deliberately speed up, ordinary warriors who entered the country would have been left at the bottom of the mountain long ago.

Fang Xuan was only a hundred steps away from him, which meant that not only was his Qi and blood extremely strong, but his physical endurance and toughness were far beyond those of ordinary people entering the country!
"The old gentleman is really powerful." Fang Xuan admired sincerely.

The old man smiled slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and immediately knocked on the main door of Sikong Mansion.

crunch.

The main door was opened, and a carefree steward opened a crack in the door and poked his head out.

The originally extremely impatient expression suddenly turned into a smile after seeing this old man with white beard and hair.

"Old Ying, you are back, please come in."

He quickly opened the door and bent sideways in a gesture of invitation. The old man, known as Mr. Ying, nodded towards the steward with a neutral expression, then turned back to smile at Fang Xuan and led him into Sikong's mansion.

Passing through a large lake with thousands of koi carp tumbling and vying for food, and walking through rockery corridors, waterside pavilions, and finally stopped in front of a study.

Seeing all the scenery in Sikong Mansion along the way, Fang Xuan, who had always been in a peaceful mood, couldn't help but sigh that it was such a generous move.

Not only does Anning Mountain, the center of the city, occupy the top of the mountain and suppress the city lord's palace under its feet, there is also a large Yunze Lake built in the palace.

It is worthy of being the leading aristocratic family in Pingjiang City, and even in the entire Yanzhou.

"Hall Master Fang, please wait outside for a moment. I will go in and report to the Young Master."

Ying Lao smiled at Fang Xuan, then knocked on the door and pushed in.

Fang Xuan glanced inside, and through the papered window, he could vaguely see a handsome young man sitting cross-legged on the ground, sipping tea from a cup in one hand, and holding up a book in the other hand to look at it carefully.

"Is he the third young master? Yu Laoguai said that this man has only been in the crown for only one year, and he has entered the realm of Guanjin Bodhisattva on the second day of martial arts. He is indeed powerful.

I have one and a half years until I reach the championship level, and I don’t know if I will be able to reach the second level by then. "

Shaking his head, Fang Xuan stopped thinking deeply. He looked at his eyes, nose, and heart, and his heart felt like still water.

In the study room.

"Mr. Ying, did Fang Xuan bring him back?"

The third young master put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the old man with white beard and hair.

"Third Young Master, Fang Xuan is waiting outside the door right now. I'll let him in right now!"

Ying Lao smiled at the third young master and turned around to invite Fang Xuan.

"Wait, what's the hurry?"

A voice interrupted Elder Ying's movements. Elder Ying couldn't help but turn around, looked at the Third Young Master in confusion and said:
"Sir, Fang Xuan is outside the door right now, why don't you invite him in?"

The third young master calmly turned a page of the book in his hand and said with a smile:

"Old Ying, do you know how to tame a horse and make an eagle? Fang Xuan was born in the marketplace, and he has a rough and treacherous attitude. If he doesn't sharpen his fierceness, how can he be used by me in the future? How can he clearly distinguish the relationship between superiority and inferiority?"

Ying Lao frowned and said, "Sir, what do you mean?"

"You don't have to do anything. Just leave him alone for two or three hours. Then let him in when the time comes. He will naturally bow down and surrender!"

Hearing this, Mr. Ying could not help but frown more tightly and said:

"Sir, according to my observation, Fang Xuan has a lot of pride and pride in his heart. Such a person would rather eat a bushel of millet than accept a stone of rice from charity! Besides, this person has extraordinary talent. If you treat him like this, if you are forced to If he leaves, wouldn’t it be worth the loss?”

"Old Eagle!"

The third young master frowned and interrupted Elder Ying with an unhappy expression:
"The family sent you to help me practice, not to teach me how to do things! How many people have you conquered, and how many people have I conquered? How can such a naughty little person have any extraordinary talents? We and other aristocratic families only need a little help. A few small favors will make him grateful!"

After a pause, the Third Young Master saw that Old Ying's face turned ugly, so he couldn't help but soften his tone slightly and said:
"Don't worry, such a small person cherishes opportunities the most. Since Fang Xuan can achieve the position of the leader of the Black Whale Gang, he is definitely not a reckless person!
Just wait and see, he will never leave! "

After the words fell, the third young master simply closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"Ugh"

Ying Lao let out a long sigh and looked at the Third Young Master who had closed his eyes and clearly didn't want to say anything more. He hesitated several times.

Glancing at the tall figure outside the door, Mr. Ying really didn't know how to face it. How could there be any reason in this world to actively invite others to the door and then leave them outside?

Shaking his head, Ying Lao simply stopped looking and waited quietly, hoping that Fang Xuanneng would be waiting outside the door as the third young master said.

(End of this chapter)