C127 Master zhang

Shen Family was indeed worthy of being called one of the richest clans in Longjiang Province. In less than four hours, more than thirty antique calligraphy and paintings from the Ming and Qing dynasties were all retrieved and placed on the tea table. Fang Yang was startled when he saw them.

"They really are f * cking rich. These things must be worth at least 18 million." Fang Yang thought to himself, Shen Family are so wealthy. But when he thought again, he realized that he already had half of his Shen Family s, so it was no different from a drizzle.

"Nephew Fang, time is of the essence right now." Furthermore, there is news regarding the ten great ancient swords. " Shen Furong said, his face was slightly pale. Using the Golden Eye s to look at it, his body did not seem to be healthy.

"Uncle Shen, have you had nightmares recently?" Fang Yang asked. If he didn't see wrongly, Shen Furong had been with Shen Tong for a long time and there were some curses on her body.

Shen Furong was startled. He had lived for so many years that he had become an adult. Just a glance was sufficient to tell what Fang Yang meant. "I've always felt very guilty about the Tong Tong, so I haven't rested very well these past few days. Your uncle is fine, you should focus more on Tong Tong's condition, don't waste your energy on me. "

"How can that be, if you fall." Even if I cure the Tong Tong, she would blame me. " Fang Yang said with a straight face. Then, regardless of whether Shen Furong agreed or not, he decided to stuff a ancient coin into his shirt's pocket.

Shen Furong only felt a warmth in his pocket, causing his fatigue of the past few days to disappear. He looked at Fang Yang in shock, as if asking what treasure it was.

Fang Yang laughed and said: "There is righteous energy in this world, there is gossip in Taiji, and there is yin and yang in feng shui. The human body was like a huge container, similar to the heaven and earth. The five viscera and six organs were the eight trigrams of the heaven and earth. As for the blood that flowed in all directions, that was naturally yin and yang. Heaven and Earth, Eight Trigrams, Yin and Yang, these three were indispensable. The heaven and earth cannot be changed, and gossip has its rules as well. The only thing that can be changed is this Feng Shui Yin Yang. "

Shen Furong clicked his tongue in wonder. It was the first time he had heard such a discussion. "Then what you did just now was to help me reconcile Yin and Yang?"

"That's right, that's not right. Balancing Yin and Yang is a Chinese medicine's way of doing things. I play feng shui. Although it's the same way, it's more direct and more fundamental. You have always been wearing this ancient coin on your body. It has the function of refreshing and protecting your body. I spent three months nurturing it at a place where yin and yang intersect in the Great Xing'Anling Mountains. " Fang Yang said.

After speaking up to here, Shen Furong suddenly realized what was going on, and quickly handed over the ancient coin. "If you say you're nurturing it, then I understand. This thing is the magical equipment in the Master Feng Shui's hands, it's a priceless treasure, I can't take it. If I go back and soak in the hot spring, I'll be fine for two to three days. "

"Uncle Shen, don't decline." What I have isn't as valuable as you say. What's more, we don't lack this kind of money. If you don't accept it, then I'm leaving. You should look for someone else to treat Tong Tong's illness. " Fang Yang pretended to be angry and threatened. In order to prove what he had just said, he grabbed it from his pocket and opened it up, showing that it was worth at least a dozen bronze coins.

Only then did Shen Furong quickly accept it. After touching it a few times, his face was indescribably happy.

Shen Furong had a lot of money, and he had interacted with a lot of Feng Shui Master s before. But after what happened with Shen Tong, she scared him. Usually, he treated the Feng Shui Master with respect.

He had already pondered over magical equipment before. However, there were only two or three in the ten Feng Shui Master s, and they were not for sale at all.

After half an hour, Shen Xin returned. He was panting and gasping for breath. He held a red box in his hand and placed it on the coffee table.

"A hundred year old wild ginseng, what a fellow." Fang Yang glanced at the red box, and a very dense Qi immediately rushed over. The Golden Eye swept its gaze across. Good god, the lifeline exploded: "Where did you get that?"

"I spent three million on it, all thanks to Qu Yan." Shen Xin said excitedly. Right after he finished, he saw Qu Yan carrying a red box and walking in.

Qu Yan placed the chest on the ground and wiped his sweat: "There's a helper on Great Green Mountain, I bought it from him."

"Good, the heavens are helping us. Slice the 100-year-old ginseng, about 0.5 cm thick, and remember to tie the rest with a red string. The other one will be cooked with a slow fire. " Fang Yang said as he stood up. He asked Shen Furong for a room and had him bring all the antique calligraphy and paintings in.

It consumed too much spiritual energy to treat Shen Tong's illness, so Fang Yang had to rearrange the formation every three hours. He could not supply it by cultivating on his own. After two rounds, there was not much left in his Dantian. Thus, he thought of this method of absorbing external things.

Of the ten antique calligraphy and paintings, he would encounter at least one. Fang Yang immediately absorbed it and then refined it into his Dantian.

After three days passed just like that, Fang Yang's head was almost completely covered in white hair. It was a happy thing, Shen Tong's curse had already been completely suppressed, the red lifeline was more than three feet tall, and completely escaped from his life.

Walking out of Shen Tong's room, Fang Yang felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off of his shoulders. He told Shen Furong that he would come here once in awhile, until he found a way to completely cure Shen Tong's illness.

"You still have to continue collecting antique calligraphy and paintings?" If there were none, then he would have to search for some strange ancient items. As for these, you can handle it yourself. You can sell it or collect it. " Fang Yang leaned on the sofa, looking exhausted.

He looked at his half-white hair in the mirror and shook his head helplessly. It took him at least three months to recover.

But the good thing was, Fang Yang's cultivation had advanced even more. His blood vessels and bones had undergone new changes. His dantian's capacity had doubled from before.

Fang Yang rested at Shen Family for the entire morning. After lunch, he drove back to Jiangbei Province. Before leaving, Shen Furong gave Fang Yang a card, saying that it was a limitless sum, waiting for him to swipe.

"Uncle Shen is unable to return the favor, all that can be given to you now is money." I heard that you set up a club in Jiangbei and I took the initiative to buy you a plot of land in the middle of the city. When you have time, come take a look and open a branch in the Songjiang River. " Shen Furong's face was full of gratitude.

This time Fang Yang did not refuse and accepted it with a smile. Then, he drove back to Jiangbei Province.

Fang Yang did not return to Hundred Flowers Technology and instead went to the Yangming Club. During these three days, Cao Miaoyu called him a few times, saying that the membership card had been completed, and told him to go back to take a look.

He drove the car to the side of the club without notifying Cao Miaoyu yet. He saw three Mercedes-Benz parked at the club's entrance. There were at least seven or eight noisy cars behind a man in his fifties, glaring at him angrily.

Standing in front of them was the group from Yang Ming Club. Cao Miaoyu looked at them coldly with a disdainful expression on her face. Li Shan brought seven or eight security guards and rushed to the front of the group and asked: "What do you mean, brother? You want to fight? "

"This is Master Zhang Zhiqiang. Where's your boss? Get him out of here quickly." A lackey pointed at Zhang Zhiqiang and said arrogantly.

Fang Yang just happened to hear this sentence, and frowned. He knew Zhang Zhiqiang's name. After entering university, he would be a local tyrant for Jiangbei City. However, he was caught red-handed within a few years, but he didn't know the specific reason.

Now that the person had appeared, it was obvious that he had come with ill intentions.

"I'm the boss, why are you looking for me?" Fang Yang parked the car beside the group and walked out.