Seeing his father start to toss again, using a spear well, Lin Yong glanced at the medicine vat in surprise, looked at Dian Wei and said: "Evil, this medicine seems to be still powerful.

It’s not exhausted, do you want to go in and give it a try?”

Dian Wei glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention. Instead, he looked at Ning Fan who was practicing martial arts, his eyes sparkling. He didn't expect that His Highness's marksmanship would improve so much in just one day's work.

"You gain insights by practicing the Thirteen Deadly Spears, and the experience value is 3"

"You gain insights by practicing the Thirteen Deadly Spears, and the experience value is 3"

"You practice the thirteen fatal shots..."

Ning Fan waved the spear tirelessly, memorizing every change in the first move of the Thirteen Deadly Spears. After this medicinal bath, his body's tolerance seemed to have increased a lot.

For an hour in a row, Ning Fan was completely immersed in his marksmanship. His sweat had unknowingly soaked the clothes he had just put on, but was dried by the air unknowingly, and so on.

Lin Yong and Dian Wei just stood quietly aside, with surprise on their faces.

Especially Lin Yong, looking at that thin figure, it seemed as if he could fall over if the wind blew, but he stood firm every time.

He has watched His Highness grow up. He has been adorned with gold and jade since he was a child, and he wished he could be carried in a sedan chair to the bedside when he moved. But now he is willing to put in so much hard work to practice martial arts.

"Second Master, would you like to take a rest?"

"Old slave, can I get you a glass of water?"

Ning Fan seemed to turn a deaf ear to Lin Yong's words. He gritted his teeth and fired his gun more fiercely, with a faint sound of breaking through the air.

"You gain insights by practicing the Thirteen Deadly Spears, and the experience value is 3!"

"You practice the Thirteen Deadly Spears to gain insights and experience points..."

"Congratulations, master, the first move of the Thirteen Deadly Spears has reached the level of success!"

A system prompt sounded in Ning Fan's mind, and his whole body instantly relaxed, and he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily, but with a satisfied smile on his face.

"System, check the martial arts assistance page!"

[Thirteen Deadly Guns]: Xiao Cheng (1/300)

After seeing that the level on the martial arts page changed to Xiao Cheng, Ning Fan also let out a deep breath. It's not easy!

He didn't expect that he could hold on. He thought it would take at least three days to reach the stage of small success, but now with the help of medicinal bath, he could reach the stage of small success in one day!

Although it’s only the first form!

If you want to refine the entire Thirteen Deadly Spears to the Dacheng state, it will probably take at least half a year!

"If my physical fitness could keep up, I might be able to keep in touch. Unfortunately, my current physical condition is too weak and I will reach my limit in an hour at most!"

"It seems that I have to take some time to strengthen my body in the future!"

Ning Fan stood up, walked into the main hall, poured twenty Liuwei Dihuang Pills into his mouth, and said: "Uncle Lin, go find some military books for me!"

"Book of war?"

Lin Yong's face showed a deep look of surprise, and he smiled helplessly: "Your Highness, there is not a single book in our house!"

The second master of my family has never been fond of writing, and he hates books. When the palace was first built, there was a library in the palace.

Every time he made a mistake, Emperor Yu would give him a good beating and then punish him to copy books in the Scripture Collection Pavilion or recite a certain classic.

But then, somehow, the library was reduced to rubble in an unexpected fire. From then on, the second master never read a book or memorized classics, and replaced them all with a wooden board!

Although the skin was torn every time, compared with the mental torture, the physical pain seemed to be easier to endure. After going back and forth, the predecessor also opened up the relationship.

A wry smile appeared on Ning Fan's face, and he said softly: "That's all, I'll borrow some books from Duke Jingguo's Mansion another day!"

"Uncle Lin, do you know where there are salt mines near the capital?"

"Salt mine?"

Lin Yong looked at Ning Fan in confusion: "Second Master, why are you looking for a salt mine?"

"I have a method for purifying refined salt, which is several times purer than the fine salt on the market..."

"What!"

Lin Yong's expression suddenly changed, he took a deep look at Ning Fan and whispered: "Second Master, are you serious about this?"

"When has this king ever joked with you?"

"hiss!"

Lin Yong had a look of shock on his face. He pondered for a long time and said softly: "Old slave, I will go and inquire about it now, but Second Master, this matter is very important, so please be cautious!"

"Don't worry, I know what's going on!"

Ning Fan looked at Lin Yong's concerned eyes and knew that the old guy was afraid that he would be deceived again.

Lin Yong left in a hurry, and Ning Fan had nothing to do, so he opened the general outline of recruit training and began to study it.

…

"Your Highness, there is a strong man coming from outside the palace, and he is here to surrender!"

"oh?"

Ning Fan had a look of surprise on his face and said softly: "Invite that person in."

"yes!"

Not long after, I saw a muscular man striding into the hall. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was very heroic. When he saw Ning Fan's figure, he stepped forward and saluted.

"Caomin Qin Qiong, please see Your Highness!"

"Qin Qiong, Qin Shubao!"

A gentle smile appeared on Ning Fan's face, and he stepped forward to help him up: "Uncle Bao, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"How does Your Highness know the cousin's name?"

"Ha ha!"

"I not only know your name, but I also know that you are good at wielding two maces and are proficient in marksmanship!"

Qin Qiong had a puzzled look on his face, but Ning Fan did not explain, but said with a smile: "From now on, you will stay in my house and follow me to the military camp tomorrow!"

"yes!"

After Qin Qiong bowed respectfully, Ning Fan asked him to put down his bags and the two of them sat down.

"Uncle Bao, now the imperial court has recruited a hundred thousand new troops, and I have been ordered to train the new army!"

"I'm going to the military camp tomorrow. I want you to join the army and establish a career. What do you think?"

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, Qin Qiong's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she cupped her hands and said: "Your Highness, ordinary people are willing to join the army to accumulate strength for Your Highness!"

"good!"

Seeing Qin Qiong's instant understanding, Ning Fan's face also showed a hint of joy. Although Qin Qiong was loyal to him, the system summoned a living person, so naturally he had to communicate with him first!

"Come and take a look at this general outline of recruit training."

"Um?"

Qin Qiong took the book from Ning Fan's hand with a curious look on his face, his face suddenly condensed, and he said with some surprise: "Your Highness, Cao Min has also read several art of war, and he also has considerable insights into the training methods of soldiers."

"But the methods in this training outline are unheard of!"

"Then do you think this method is feasible?"

"It's feasible!" Qin Qiong nodded without hesitation: "At least, this method can train the soldiers' physique, which is definitely several times or even dozens of times stronger than the methods currently used in the army!"

"Hahaha, that's good!"

"I still have some things I don't understand, and I want to ask you for advice!"

Now that there is a commander with a command value of 95 sitting aside, Ning Fan will naturally not let this free tool go.
Chapter completed!