When Fang Sheng said goodbye to his master's wife and came to the villa where Ouyang Ye lived, Liu Liang and the other four had arrived long ago. This was the second time that the five people appeared together, and Fang Sheng was the last one to arrive.

Knowing that he would be with the four people in front of him for the next ten years, Fang Sheng couldn't help but have a headache. He first greeted Ruan Ping with a smile, and then nodded to the other three.

Since there are no middle and senior management next to you, everyone is not very restrained, especially Ruan Ping. When he saw Fang Sheng, he said, "You are the last one again, hehe, this time you customize the weapons, you have to be the last one."

Liu Liang, Ling Chao and Ni Xiangchi are the best among the three of them. Liu Liang is the best to talk to others and is easy-going. Fang Sheng thinks that it is likely that he was infected by Ruan Ping, while Ling Chao is basically a dull man, while Ni Xiangchi doesn't say anything to pretend to be cool.

Soon Ouyang Feng met with five people. Perhaps because the old man was afraid that they would steal the stolen master, he insisted that the five people go to the back hall to discuss the weapons with him in order. As expected, it was true that Fang Sheng was the last one.

Fang Sheng didn't think there was anything unfair. He chatted with Liu Liang and Ruan Ping and waited there. It was not until an hour later that Liu Liang was the third one to enter, and only Ruan Ping and him were left. Fang Sheng was happy at once. No wonder Ruan Ping repeatedly mentioned that he was the last one to arrive. It turned out that she was not early and was the second to last...

Another hour passed, and only Fang Sheng was waiting there. Fang Sheng couldn't help but curse. This old man didn't build weapons immediately, but just discussed the size of the model. Can it be used for so long?!

At this moment, Ruan Ping walked out of the inner hall with a happy look on her face, and the other party said, "Get in quickly, Mr. Ouyang is waiting for you inside."

Ruan Ping's face changed suddenly as soon as she finished speaking, and she seemed to be very angry. Fang Sheng hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

But Ruan Ping gritted her teeth and said, "Die Liu Liang, she left without waiting for me!"

Fang Sheng couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm going to think of why? Hey, Senior Brother Liu is addicted to martial arts and is probably going to practice martial arts. I'm going in." After that, he walked straight into the inner hall.

When Fang Sheng saw Ouyang Ye, the old man was holding a wooden ruler and gestured on a long table, shouting "Mr. Ouyang, I'm here", but he couldn't help but wonder, could this old man be a tailor?

Ouyang Ye raised his head when he heard the sound, squinted his eyes and stared at Fang Sheng for a while, and said, "Come to me, you are the disciple who uses sticks, right?"

"It's right, my disciple." Fang Sheng walked over as he said that.

Ouyang Ye grabbed Fang Sheng's right hand, picked up a small ruler and measured it. He first measured the length of his fingers, then measured the length of his fingertips to his wrist, and then changed his left hand. Then the old man ordered Fang Sheng to stretch his arms as far as possible to go, and changed to a large ruler to measure his arm length, and then his height. Fang Sheng could only let him do it like a puppet.

After measuring all this, the old man stomped on the table for a while, and finally pondered: "Well, the body size and proportion of the five of you are both excellent, and you and the disciple who used the armor-breaking heavy sword are the best. Yours seem to be a little better than him. What did you do before coming to the Big Sword Alliance?"

"The disciple made a living by hunting."

"Have your elders in your family given you special training?"

"No."

"This is a strange thing, hey."

After the old man sighed, he stopped exploring it. Fang Sheng couldn't help but see sweat on his forehead and thought to himself, was it the jade necklace that cut off the marrow? Fang Sheng was thinking to himself, and Ouyang Ye said again: "How old are you this year?"

"It will be seventeen in two months."

“Can you grow in the last two years?”

"It seems that this half year has not been long."

"That's good, the new weapons you'll get you can get once and for all."

Fang Sheng said "hmm", but he was quite dissatisfied. Could it be that once an old weapon is grown, it cannot be used? Hasn't he used a stick for two years?

It was not until three months later when he came back from his home to hold his new weapon that he realized how naive his dissatisfaction was today, and he realized that Ouyang Ye's name as a god craftsman was not a false reputation!

At this time, Ouyang Ye only completed half of his test.

"Come on, relax your whole body, it's best not to use any force on your arms. I'll let you exert force again when you exert force." Ouyang Ye held Fang Sheng's arms with both hands and said.

"Preparation, just use your arms to exert force!" With Ouyang Ye's order, Fang Sheng suddenly gathered the strength, and the muscles on his arm immediately bulged, as hard as rhinoceros skin.

"Hey, don't underestimate my scattered tests. The length, thickness, and toughness of your new weapon are determined by the data you just tested. Come on, I have a few long weapons here. Try the weight and see which one is the best." After saying that, Ouyang Ye pointed to the weapon stand beside him and asked Fang Sheng to try it out by himself.

There are everything on the weapon stand, but there is no stick. Fang Sheng had to draw out a gun that looked the most like a stick. He weighed it in his hand and felt that it was much heavier than his knife. Just as he was about to put it back to his original place, Ouyang Ye asked, "Why, is it lighter or heavier?"

"It's heavy."

"Oh? With your strength, it shouldn't be, that's the lightest weapon here."

"Ah?!" He felt the lightest weapon here was heavy. Fang Sheng was a little disbelief, so he took the gun and gestured a few moves casually.

After two moves, the spear was quite easy in his hands. Moreover, due to the increase in weight, his magic-subduing stick technique seemed to be more refreshing and could not stop.

Seeing Fang Sheng gradually showing joy, Ouyang Ye couldn't help asking: "What material is your last weapon?"

"I don't know, it was a knife handle that was removed from the big knife in our arsenal." Fang Sheng said nothing while dancing the gun.

"Cough... Cough... I'm so angry! Cough... You guy, the weight of the big knife is all on the blade. The handle of the knife is lighter, but the weight of the stick-like weapons is related to the power of the user. It is often heavier. You actually use a knife as a stick! How long have you used that knife?"

"Uh, it's not too long, it's only...it's been more than two years..."

"Cough...cough...I'm so angry...cough..."

Fang Sheng saw Ouyang Ye coughing like that, fearing that the old man would fall down after he couldn't get it up in one breath. He quickly stopped his hands and ran over to massage the old man's back, and said, "Old sir, I have no choice but to force him. My master is a nine-section whip, and no one has ever used a stick in the gang, so naturally there will be no one in the arsenal, so I had to remove a knife and put it down. No one told me at that time that it was impossible."

Ouyang Ye finally slowly breathed evenly and said with a long breath: "Forget it, you can't blame you for this. Who is your master? I'm too irresponsible!"

"Shao Jiuzhou." Fang Sheng blurted out and then started to laugh.

"Okay, I'm fine. If you try a few more weapons, I'm afraid the gun in your hand will be lighter."

Fang Sheng walked towards the weapon stand again as he spoke. After a try, he did so. He changed to two heavier spears in a row, but he became more and more convenient when he played the stick. He felt that the power had at least three points stronger as the weight increased!

When he tried the fifth weapon, Fang Sheng finally found the best weight. When he used the magic subduing stick technique, it was powerful and he would not be tired after dancing a few sticks. He said happily: "Mr. Ouyang, this is just right, and it will be difficult to get any heavier."

"Okay, put down the weapons, I remember. I have finished testing everything I need, go back. After the weapons are built, I will send someone to notify you."

"Well, I will return home in the past three months."

"Well, I know, your five weapons will take about three months, so you can go back with confidence."

"Then thank you Mr. Ouyang, I'll say goodbye!"

After leaving Ouyang Ye, Fang Sheng went to Chuxianyuan first and told him that his master's wife he was going to leave home now. After all, he hasn't been back for more than two years, and he will not be able to go back in the future. He hopes to make good use of these three months to reunite with his family.

Shao Jiuzhou and Zuo Nishang did not try to keep him, but said that they would come and tell the two of them that they could go and see him off. Fang Sheng couldn't help but feel moved. Speaking of which, he is the luckiest among the elite disciples. Others are all masters who teach a bunch of disciples, but he is alone occupying one master and a master's wife who loves him.

That night, Fang Sheng received a message from the gang leader that the five of their disciples could leave at any time. Fang Sheng immediately decided to leave early the morning after tomorrow.

After that, Jiao Xiong, Du Yanzhi and Liu Mei began to write letters from home crazily, and went to the city to buy some small gifts that were easy to bring but could not be bought at home. As well as the money saved in the past two years, they pushed Fang Sheng to help them deliver them to their homes.

After the reminder of the three, Fang Sheng also decided to buy some gifts and go back. However, he really had no talent in purchasing gifts, and could even be said to have defects, so he had to ask his master's wife for help.

Zuo Nishang agreed happily and took Fang Sheng to the city for most of the day, and bought a lot more gifts than Jiao Xiong and the other three...

The night before leaving, Fang Sheng couldn't help but feel dizzy when he looked at the pile of fabrics, specialties, and accessories that looked like hills. When he had a sudden whim, he gathered the silver he had saved and Jiao Xiong and others on the bed, Fang Sheng's eyes were dripping and saliva flowed all over the floor. He thought without any prospects, and he would take away the money and things, and then hide his name from now on. When no one knows him ten years later, he would come out and have fun again and be a good choice...

Fang Sheng slept very uneasy that night, and did not wake up until midnight to realize what the problem was. He hurriedly found Huanzhen Pian and the Demon-Subduing Stick to hide it closely, and then put the fireflies into a small gauze bag and gently tied them to the bag.
Chapter completed!