Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 42 Guidance and Encounter

Feeling the weight, Fang Can weighed it and found it was about one pound, but the small amount of it was small change.

Through the corner of the purse that was exposed, one could see the silver bills mixed in it.

After all, one hundred taels is roughly equivalent to several kilograms, and it is a bit abstract to carry it around the street.

"Mr. Fang Can, you don't need to count." Ye Yonglie said sincerely, "One hundred taels is your salary for your hard work. The remaining four hundred taels are our token of appreciation. This is just one more than the previous one, and it will be the same amount every month in the future."

Hearing the other party say this, Fang Can's eyes narrowed and the smile on his lips became even brighter.

I didn't expect to get extra income, a total of five hundred taels, which was really a pleasant surprise.

Feeling the heavy weight of the money, Fang Can was about to say goodbye and leave, but the owner of the museum asked in his ears: "Friend Fang Can, let's do the same as before."

'The same routine? What routine?'

Fang Can took back his goodbye words and thought to himself, is there any unspoken rule that I don’t know about?
With a little uneasiness, he smiled and nodded, "Of course, we will follow the rules of the Tiger Demon Sect."

"Okay, now let's ask the new disciple of the Tiger Demon Sect to instruct the disciples." The owner looked at the guard beside him and said, "Go and tell all the disciples in the hall to get up and get ready to receive instruction."

Under Ye Yonglie's instructions, the beating of gongs and drums soon began. Not long after, the disciples of Lieyang Martial Arts School were urged to get up, put on uniform training clothes, and line up in front of Fang Can.

"Friend Fang, this is the useless disciple in the academy. The highest level is only the second level of Xuanguan."

Ye Yonglie pointed at the row of more than a dozen young disciples in front of him and said with a smile: "I know that you are short of time, so I only need to teach you martial arts for an hour."

"Good fellow." Fang Can felt the heavy bag of money in his hand. It turned out that the protection fee was not so easy to get. He even had to be a private trainer.

He also roughly understood the meaning of what the Husha Sect did, which was to show off its muscle to the forces in the territory. After all, a mere disciple of my Husha Sect can teach you, not to mention those hall masters and sect leaders above them.

However, he could earn 500 taels of silver for one hour of private teaching, which was indeed a big profit. Fang Can couldn't refuse, but the problem was how to teach later.

After all, his current realm is only the first level of Xuanguan. Although he can kill any master of the Transformed Mortal Body without a mind in a one-on-one fight, the first level of Xuanguan is just that.

If his secret was revealed in this fight, these people would definitely suspect his origins, which would add to the trouble and they would have to spend time to massacre everyone in Lieyang Martial Arts School, which was simply not worth it.

Thinking of this, Fang Can smiled and said, "Since Master Ye said so, I will reluctantly teach you disciples."

"Since martial arts are not taught to outsiders, I cannot teach you martial arts. In this case, I can only temper your will a little bit."

As he spoke, an inexplicable intimidating aura emanated from Fang Can, weighing on everyone's heart.

"This is... a mental image!" Feeling the mental pressure, everyone was shocked.

Looking at Fang Can's young face, he is so young, but he is already a master above the sixth level of Xuanguan, even more powerful than the hall owner. It is simply terrifying.

Facing these people's piercing eyes, Fang Can, who was still young, smiled shyly and said, "My martial arts skills are low, I hope you don't think it's not worth it."

"It's worth it. These 500 taels are totally worth it." Ye Yonglie said excitedly, looking at Fang Can with astonished eyes, expressing the thoughts of all the disciples.

This is a rare release of the mind by a mind warrior without the purpose of fighting the enemy, which can directly let them feel the details of the mind. In the ancient times when people cherished their own possessions, it was hard to buy even a thousand gold coins. It was also because Fang Can misjudged his own value, or because the first force he came into contact with was the Tiger Demon Sect, which led to his own vision being too high.

Just by possessing the ability of the mind, you can join any martial arts school that is willing to use the mind to hone the perseverance of its disciples and earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a month. There are many people willing to pay for your enlightenment.

"Is this what it feels like to be in the state of mind?" Ye Yonglie closed his eyes and greedily comprehended Fang Can's state of mind with all his disciples.

Even though he was the head of the gym and had practiced hard for more than twenty years to keep his realm stable at the sixth level without dropping below that level, he still had not yet developed a mental state.

Feeling the aura that made their hearts beat uneasily, all the disciples took deep breaths, trying to swallow the heart into their stomachs and digest it.

After all, technical guidance is common, but things like mental appearance are hard to come by once in a lifetime.

There is a huge barrier between existence and non-existence, which most warriors without sufficient qualifications will find difficult to cross in their lifetime.

And now there is a person with strong mind who can let you experience it at will, which will be of great help to them in giving birth to mind after they reach the required realm in the future.

"Are these guys that serious?" Fang Can leaned back in the armchair, supporting his face with his hands, and complained silently in his heart.

Looking at the people in front of him who were experiencing it with all their heart and looking very happy, Fang Can felt that they were like masochists being hooked by green tea. Moreover, they were all men but had philosophical expressions on their faces, which was a bit too abstract.

While watching patiently, Fang Can noticed a young man whose expression was always calm within his range of vision.

Compared to the others who were struggling to control themselves, the other party was unusually calm, which inevitably attracted his attention.

"Humph, it's the same old trick again, trying to deceive Master and these country bumpkins with their mind." Yuan Dang snorted in his heart.

As a person who has been reborn, after reading the biography written by others for Fang Can, he knows clearly that the current Emperor Fang Tian is only at the first level of the Xuanguan realm, and is relying on his mind to play tricks.

But even if he knew it in his heart, he dared not reveal it.

Because the fact that there is a mental state in the first level of the entrance hall is even more outrageous, almost unprecedented. Telling it out loud will not harm the other party, but will only expose yourself.

"What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, a curious voice sounded in Yuan Dang's ears.

When he opened his eyes slightly, he saw a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes sitting astride a chair, his hands casually folded together, looking at him curiously.

In front of me! It's not Fang Can.

"Fang..." Yuan Dang took a step back in fear and almost uttered the three words "Emperor Fang Tian".

In his previous life, Fang Can had left a huge psychological shadow on him. Now that he saw him in person, no matter how disgusted and angry he was, when he really faced Fang Can, he subconsciously bent his knees and knelt down to Fang Can.

"How could this happen? Nothing like this happened in my previous life. Did I change history?"

Yuan Dang's heart was in turmoil, and he felt a little scared. He didn't even bother to kneel down, fearing that Fang Can would see his ill intentions. He hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I... I..."

"Yuan Dang, don't be so rude and don't affect Mr. Fang's teaching." Suddenly, Ye Yonglie's angry voice rang in Yuan Dang's ears.

(End of this chapter)