In the evening, the Fang family of five was sitting around a small dining table and eating. The atmosphere of this meal was very strange. Fang Ping was absent-minded.

Although Fang Xuan hadn't changed much, he seemed to have some worries in his heart.

Fang Yuan took a bite of rice and looked at Fang Ping and took a bite of rice and looked at Fang Xuan. He seemed to think something was wrong with her two brothers, but the atmosphere of her two brothers was strange, but it was still so harmonious that it was difficult to speak.

In fact, if Fang Ping was the only one who was like this, Fang Yuan would have spoken up long ago, but now her elder brother is also absent-minded. Her elder brother looks kind and even feels a little weak because of his poor health.

However, for some reason, Fang Yuan always had an inexplicable sense of awe for Fang Xuan. Although he was equally friendly, he did not dare to play with Fang Xuan like Fang Ping.

As Fang Xuan, Fang Ping's mother, although she wouldn't really be like what she said, she knew that the two of them had stuck out their butts and pulled a few bastards, but it was so obvious that something was wrong with these two people and she still couldn't understand it, so she could only say that her parents were out of standard.

Li Yuying quietly stepped on Fang Mingrong beside her. Fang Mingrong came back to her senses from her focused state of eating and looked at her old wife, as if she didn't understand what the man in his family was doing when he stepped on him.

Li Yuying winked, but Fang Mingrong still blinked, as if he didn't understand, so he turned around and continued to have a meal.

Li Yuying rolled her eyes. Her husband was useless, so she had to go on it by herself. As she said that, she put the chopsticks on the table and looked at Fang Ping and Fang Xuan with a serious look on her face: "What's going on between you two? People are here, and the soul doesn't know where they are going! Give me an explanation!!!"

"Uh..." Fang Ping secretly glanced at Fang Xuan. Fang Xuan was still eating calmly, as if he knew nothing, his attitude was exactly the same as Fang Mingrong.

Fang Ping curled his lips, and saw Fang Xuan really ignored him, and finally he could only mutter: "Our class Ren told us today that it is time to apply for martial arts next Monday, so that those who want to apply for the exam can prepare for it."

"Martial Arts." Li Yuying was stunned when she heard this and fell into silence. Even Fang Mingrong's actions in eating were slow.

After a while, Fang Mingrong slowly spoke: "What, do you want to take the martial arts exam?" Fang Ping nodded: "I want to take the exam, but the registration fee is 10,000..."

"The registration fee is not a problem. I just heard from our factory director that the martial arts department needs to take qi and blood tests, and that you need to eat well, sleep well, and various supplements. This amount of money is difficult..." Fang Mingrong put the chopsticks on the table and said hesitantly.

"It's nothing." Fang Ping glanced at Fang Xuan who was still moving, and then continued: "The martial arts thing actually tests talent. If it's good, it won't cost much.

And I heard that the warriors have a lot of special medicines, and the benefits are amazing. I want to see if I can find a way to cure my brother."

"This..." It would be fine if it was another reason, but Li Yuying and Fang Mingrong could not refuse Fang Ping's reason. After all, Fang Xuan had switched to many ordinary hospitals, and those doctors really had no choice.

The exclusive hospital for warriors... Fang Mingrong and Li Yuying looked at each other, and their years of getting along made them instantly understand each other's thoughts.

Fang Mingrong sighed and was about to say something, when he looked at Fang Xuan rolled his eyes at Fang Ping, and then slowly said: "In fact, I have made some money over the years. It is unlikely that anything else can be provided to my second son to Wuhan University."

"Huh?" Fang Mingrong, Li Yuying, Fang Ping and Fang Yuan both looked at Fang Xuan. Fang Ping rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that he wouldn't let him say it just now, but he said it himself?

Fang Mingrong blinked, then Ban said curiously and puzzledly: "Several millions of dollars are not enough to support a warrior. Where can you get the money before you become an adult?" Fang Yuan and Li Yuying nodded along.

Fang Xuan smiled, left the dining table, went back to his and Fang Ping's bedroom, and took out a small iron box the size of a palm-sized one for throat lozenges from his locked drawer.

"I'll say I'll give it to you later, now." Fang Xuan threw the box to Fang Ping: "I haven't used much pocket money over the years. I have saved up all New Year's money and pocket money every year. I was about 10,000 yuan in my first year of high school.

Then I used the money to make a small investment. As for what kind of investment it is, don’t ask. Anyway, I just give me a tip to wait for dividends. Now there are 120,000 yuan in this card, and six eight passwords, that’s it.”

"Brother, do you actually have so much money?" Fang Yuan stared at Fang Xuan with wide eyes.

Even Li Yuying and Fang Mingrong looked at Fang Xuan with surprise, as if they had known their sick son for the first time, silently tens of thousands... This...

"You have so much money..." Fang Mingrong was about to say a few words when he felt a hand appearing on his waist, pinching the fat on his waist, and grinning in pain in an instant.

"It's not good for your son to be capable, but your son is more capable than you." Li Yuying said with a smile on her face.

"The business has just started for two years and is in the rising period. The market has changed a lot recently, so I have mostly sent it to invest. I have been planning to pay for the second place in the martial arts exam these days." Fang Xuan said in shock with some people:

"It's more than a month before the martial arts exam. I'll let the second brother buy some supplements for this money. As for Qi and Blood Pills, I have a way. I'll get you eight or nine of them back then."

"Eight or nine Qi and Blood Pills..." Fang Mingrong and Li Yuying were both shocked. They had heard of it. Qi and Blood Pills are 30,000 yuan per pharmacy. The eldest son of his family kept talking eight or nine. This... Today, the couple only felt that their values ​​were broken.

Fang Xuan smiled and said, "Didn't you see that I'm getting much better recently? I haven't been hospitalized for two months. I just found a way to get a lot of elixirs from warriors. Don't worry about me, I can't do anything.

If I hadn't bought three more rejuvenation pills recently, I would have had more support to the second child this time, it would be a pity."

"It's okay, that's enough." Fang Ping put the bank card into the small iron box and put it away.

Li Yuying and Fang Mingrong looked at each other again, sighed, their eyes were a little red, but their values ​​were broken but they were not as good as their son's health. In the end, thousands of words could only be transformed into one sentence: "It's good that you can be fine."

Fang Yuan looked at her two brothers, looked at her parents again, her eyes turned, and slowly filled her mouth with a mouthful of rice: "Hurry up and eat, the meal will be cold in a while."

"Yes." The couple of Fang nodded, picked up the chopsticks and started eating. Fang Ping blinked at Fang Xuan and started eating.

Fang Xuan actually didn't want his family to know that he was making money, but looking at Fang Ping's appearance... he was naturally a lie to outsiders, and his mouth to his family was like loosening his cotton trousers. He had to give him up in a few days. After thinking about it, he still exposed it a little.

As for how this money comes from, although Fang Xuan can only use the strength of a master in daily life, it is not the era when the ninth grade is everywhere in a few years and the master is not as good as a dog.

In addition, Fang Xuan's realm is there, even though Fang Xuan can only exert the strength of a seventh-grade master now, he can go out to fight a few first- and second-grade warriors who violated the law and discipline, only a few hundred thousand. If it weren't for the fact that the Fang couple would not be able to accept it.

In addition, I was afraid that I would give too much money to interfere with Fang Ping's opportunity, so it would be no problem to let Fang Xuan take out millions now.

Well, in fact, the most important thing is that Fang Xuan doesn't have much money in his hands. After all, he doesn't want to reveal his identity, and he is afraid that after revealing his identity and cultivation in the future, people will know that he once used the Grandmaster realm to fight low-grade warriors every day to lose face. The great masters who love face will naturally not leave any handle.

Fighting one or two is called punishing evil and eliminating evil. If you beat too much, it will make people laugh, especially in an era when most masters either start their own business or go directly to the cave. They are embarrassing to make money by fighting small monsters!

This meal was a weird meal, but the Fang family was very happy. After all, the eldest son was saved, and the second son might have hope for the future. Isn’t this a good thing?

As for what business Fang Xuan is doing, the couple didn't ask. Anyway, as long as it is not illegal or disorderly. If it is really illegal or disorderly, someone would have come to him long ago, and his son would not be able to give out the money openly.

After dinner, Li Yuying and Fang Mingrong cleaned the table and muttered in the kitchen, not knowing what to say. Fang Yuan was pushed back to the room to do homework by Fang Xuan, while Fang Xuan and Fang Ping returned to their bedroom.

"Brother...what did this money come from?" Fang Ping looked at Fang Xuan and asked. "What do you do if you want to do so much? Just use it." Fang Xuan rolled his eyes, then picked up a book from the table and threw it to Fang Ping: "By the way, I'll give you this thing, practice it well, I got it from a warrior."

Fang Ping blinked and looked down at the book in his hand. It looked white and clean, as if it had just been printed, but there were three big characters "Huanyuan Pile" written on the writing.

"Is this?" Fang Ping looked at the book in his hand, and a word popped up in his mind: "Stand Practice?"

"Yeah." Fang Xuan nodded: "This is the stance practice. Nowadays, most of the people in the martial arts university are "The Sixteen Styles of Foundation Staff Practice". Most of the warriors use one of these 16 styles of stance practice to lay the foundation. The 16 styles of stance practice have their own advantages and disadvantages.

Some practice lower plates, while others practice upper limbs. Different stance skills will also affect the future path of the warrior. There are three methods of standing in "Huanyuan Pile". The first method is the foundation of the foundation - Huanyuan Pile. It is quiet but not only can practice lower plates, but also your upper body can be refined. When you can stand firm, you can practice the next method.

The second method is - Hunyuan Power, which is movement, and practicing a kind of power, which is the use of power. Hunyuan Power combines qi and blood and power, and goes to the next level compared to the ordinary "Tempering Method" and is almost at the stage of missing the air.

The third method is - the Hundred Soldiers, which is laying the foundation for your weapons. You will understand the mystery by yourself at that time. This method is difficult, but learning to temper bones three times is like taking objects."

"Ha???" Fang Ping looked at his brother, looked down at the book in his hand, and with his brother's explanation coming from his ear, his mind seemed to be a little unrelenting: "Brother...you...you...how did you...you...you??"

Nowadays, almost everyone is in the era of martial arts. Under the influence of various social platforms, even an ordinary person can say a few words about warriors.

But these stake methods are definitely not something that an ordinary person can come into contact with. Fang Ping seemed to know his brother for the first time, and that words didn't seem to be what an ordinary person said.

Fang Ping said carefully: "Brother, are you a warrior?" Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows at Fang Ping's appearance: "You think it's that."

"This... this is unscientific. Brother, what grade are you now?" Fang Ping stared at Fang Xuan and asked. "Nothing!" Fang Xuan rolled his eyes. He was not an ancient martial arts or a new martial arts. The cultivation system is called martial arts, but the gap between martial arts and martial arts is too big.

One qi and blood are combined with Taoism, and the other primordial spirit palmism is completely different. In addition, although his current realm is equal to that of the emperor, in terms of combat power... his current power is really hard to divide the realm.

"Okay." Fang Ping nodded, if you have no taste, then you are not a warrior, so Fang Ping nodded: "Talk you, do you want to take the martial arts exam together?"

"No." Fang Xuan refused firmly: "Wu Da is too busy, he will beat him to death at any time. What kind of martial arts should be fought every day? Who will I fight with if I have entered Wu Da?

I practice martial arts just to save my life. This kind of life that is fighting for me is really not suitable for me.”

Fang Ping looked at Fang Xuan's pale face and finally nodded: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely find something that can cure you. If you don't have the first grade, you will get the second grade. If you don't have the low grade, you will get the master. One day you will find it."

"Well, okay, thank you, so start practicing your stance." Fang Xuan sat back on the bed and pointed to the open space on the side.

The two of them have not big rooms, one with a double bed on the upper and lower floors, a desk and two cabinets, and the only place left is about three or five square meters.

"Now start?" Fang Ping asked as Fang Xuan looked at Fang Xuan's actions. Fang Xuan nodded: "Of course, since you have decided to apply for martial arts, don't waste time. I will give you some advice on the stakes. If you want to qi and blood... you can do it yourself. I will give you two bottles of elixirs in a few days."

Fang Ping was stunned: "Brother, where did you come from so many things?" Fang Xuan's face turned dark when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the fact that he was fighting against ordinary little warriors with the power of a master: "What do you want to ask so much, shut up and practice quickly."

"Okay, okay!" Fang Ping nodded, now in the open space, looking at the human figures on the book in front of him, and posing.

"Feet is a little bit left..." Fang Xuan guided: "Let the center of gravity down! Hit your hands out..." The sound of Fang Xuan pointing Fang Ping sounded in the bedroom.
Chapter completed!