Fang Che knew very well what kind of personality he had. After recovering his memory, it was difficult to completely suppress his emotional fluctuations when facing the people from back then. Moreover, he would come into contact with more and more high-level officials of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church in the future.
If they face a person who seems indifferent to them and suddenly their heart beats violently, their blood vessels fluctuate, and their consciousness is turbulent...
I don’t know whether I will die or not.
But they were almost doomed. And they didn't even have a chance to plead for mercy or make excuses for secretly releasing them.
For example, after what happened with Zuo Guanglie, if Fang Che faced such a thing again, Fang Che would tell Yinshen Palace: These are the confidants I trained.
And he believed that Yin Shen Palace would never force him to kill his confidants again.
But such an opportunity was bought by Zuo Guanglie and ten other people with their lives. If it is destroyed due to his own emotional fluctuations, it will be entirely his own fault!
If something really went wrong like that, Fang Che would never forgive himself until he died.
Once you let go of one thing, it's the turn of another thing.
Cultivation progress is too slow!
Fang Che has cut 330 marks on the door frame, which means that almost a year has passed.
But now he has only reached the military commander level.
This kind of progress makes Fang Che very dissatisfied, because he practices much faster than this when he is outside.
"Why is it so slow?"
Fang Che is puzzled. Doesn't all aspects of qualifications, understanding, etc. play a role in this? Everyone is treated equally?
But he hasn't seen anyone else yet, so he can't confirm this guess.
But it is definitely slower than the outside world!
You know, in the outside world, it only takes less than a year for me to train from a warrior to a general. Here, it actually took me eleven months to start from the Xiaowu Sect!
Too slow.
But Fang Che's understanding of weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds has deepened a lot.
night.
Fang Che closed the door, locked it from the inside, lay down on the wooden bed to rest, and while exercising, he fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
But...in the middle of the night, Fang Che suddenly felt a tremor all over his body and woke up with a start.
The palm of his hand immediately grasped the knife.
Outside, the sound of "rustling" appeared all over the mountains and plains, and then there was the sound of rapid galloping in the distance. It seemed that many wild beasts were approaching, and a fishy smell assaulted the nostrils.
Fang Che stood up, picked up the knife and went out.
Keep your eyes alert.
I saw a constant rustling sound in the darkness, and I couldn't tell how many reptiles were approaching from this sound.
What's going on?
Why did it suddenly happen again?
Fang Che was a little confused and walked around his wooden house. Under the moonlight, he actually found a dark figure behind the house.
Make a humming sound.
Fang Che went over and took a look. It turned out to be a little bear. It was covered in soft hair and was only the size of a puppy. It looked at him brightly with innocent eyes. It leaned against the wall with a bear paw in its mouth. It looked so naive.
Look at yourself.
"Let me go...why is there a bear? It's so small? Where did it come from?"
Fang Che was a little dizzy.
When the little bear saw Fang Che, he was obviously a little scared. He grunted and looked wary, his nose was whistling, and he let out a low growl. His two hind legs were shaking. He was obviously very scared.
But then his eyes blinked, his nose twitched, and his eyes flashed with confusion, and then he moved his four short legs and walked hesitantly towards Fang Che.
Fang Che looked at the little bear with the knife in his hand shining brightly.
It feels vaguely familiar.
I've never seen it before, how can I be familiar with it?
While he was wondering, the little bear started walking faster and faster, and finally rushed to Fang Che's feet without hesitation and hugged Fang Che's feet.
The furry head rubbed against Fang Che's legs, purring excitedly.
It was like relatives who had been separated for eighteen years reunited on the war-torn streets.
This kind of intimacy...
"What's going on?"
Fang Che knelt down and looked into Little Bear's bright eyes: "Little guy, I don't know you..."
Halfway through, I suddenly saw a tuft of white hair on the little bear's head.
On the forehead between the eyes, there is a tuft of white hair floating softly, but in other places, there are black hairs.
This tuft of hair is cut on the forehead above the middle of the eyes.
It immediately brought back Fang Che's memories.
"I am Cao!"
Fang Che was shocked. He lifted the little bear up by the back of his neck and looked at it in front of his eyes: "Why are you here? And...why have you become smaller?"
The little bear tilted his head affectionately, stuck out his tongue, and licked Fang Che's hand. His eyes were full of attachment and surprise.
"What the hell... aren't you so big?"
Fang Che was shocked.
Carrying this little guy, which weighed only about ten pounds at best, he turned around and looked at it in front of his eyes.
His eyes were filled with wonder.
This is actually the bear that I encountered in the mysterious space in the plan to raise Gu to become a god!
Mainly because this bunch of white hairs that appeared from scratch is so impressive.
A black bear suddenly had a tuft of hair that appeared out of thin air...
Seeing Fang Che recognize him, Little Bear became even more excited.
While humming coquettishly, she tried her best to get into Fang Che's arms.
Extremely happy.
Before Fang Che could unravel the doubts in his heart, he heard whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Several snakes suddenly shot out from the grass, and then countless snakes moved simultaneously in the grass on all sides.
The sword light flashed immediately.
Puff puff puff...
Dozens of snakes were cut off with one knife, but more snakes rushed up from all directions.
The sword light flashed one after another, and Fang Che frowned.
I have lived here for so long and I have never seen a snake. Why are there so many today?
Then there were sounds in the grass, and more snakes were gathering.
There are others... golden-headed ants the size of a finger, and giant centipedes as long as an arm, also appeared one after another.
Fang Che's sword was weatherproof, and countless centipedes, ants, snakes were killed by his sword. While fighting, he kept arranging the firewood he had prepared in circles, and withered grass was slowly scattered in circles.
And it is separated from the house by ten feet.
Finally... a spark flashed and the fire ignited, turning into a huge ring of fire.
Fang Che was holding the little bear in the middle of the circle.
Countless snake corpses were scattered all over the ground, and then flew away by Fang Che's spiritual energy.
Waves of hoarse screams sounded.
It was the painful howl of snakes burned by flames.
From beginning to end, the little bear was safely hidden in Fang Che's chest, his bright little eyes looking at the snakes and insects rushing around without any fear.
His little paws held Fang Che's clothes firmly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Hundreds of big snakes with thick arms flew into the air, and thousands of centipedes also flew up and came through the wall of fire.
But when crossing the wall of fire, the centipedes' wings were burned by the flames, and they screamed and fell.
Fang Che's sword light was cold, and he shot out snakes in batches, slowly forming tall piles.
If he wants to leave, then Fang Che can leave at any time, but Fang Che is a little reluctant to leave his little home, and secondly, this is also an excellent training battle.
Overwhelming snakes and insects kept coming to try the knife.
The golden-horned dragon was circling and flying in the air, absorbing all the dead energy of the dead snakes and insects.
It is also a kind of growth.
In this regard, this is a rare opportunity.
Moreover, he was wearing the treasured clothes given by Chen Yin, so he had no worries.
So Fang Che calmly circulated his spiritual energy, the sword was sharp, practiced all the sword skills, and then switched to the sword.
There was no halberd, but Fang Che still practiced with the knife, meticulously.
After three rounds, he was lifted directly out of the underworld, and the gun light suddenly shook the sky.
The streaks of cold electricity were like fireworks filling the sky during the Spring Festival, and it seemed like a car pulling fireworks spontaneously ignited. The intensity... was simply indescribable.
Following the killing, Fang Che began to step out of the wall of fire, expanding the killing circle.
Countless large snakes, centipedes, ants and some unknown poisonous insects, no matter how small, were killed one by one.
While killing, reinforce and heighten the fire wall, then wait until the strength is gone, and when the underworld reaches the ground, he jumps back to the middle of the fire wall and takes a short rest.
From the beginning to the end, the little bear was curled up on his chest, blinking at the mountains of corpses and sea of blood outside with bright black eyes.
Not only was I not scared, but I was a little excited, confused and curious.
It seems to be: wow, so many snakes have died, we can have a big meal.
Dawn comes.
A hissing sound came from the distance, shaking the void.
That was a huge snake king in the distance that Fang Che had noticed a long time ago giving orders.
suddenly.
All surviving snakes are generally withdrawn from the tide.
There were bodies left on the ground.
There were also some snake bodies that had been cut into several sections and were convulsing and twisting.
This world has returned to peace.
The smell of blood was so strong that even the air was faintly pink.
The fishy smell was overwhelming.
Fang Che had a great time killing that night. In the end, all kinds of moves were done without thinking and were just instinctive.
And the golden horned dragon was extremely satisfied with the food.
It can be said that it is a great victory and a great harvest.
It's just that the smell is really not very pleasant.
After resting for a while, Fang Che started to rush into the woods to cut down trees. The trees were felled one by one, and the grass was cut. Then they were concentrated to dry, and the trees were placed next to the fire to bake, making them dry as quickly as possible.
firewood.
Trees rich in oil became Fang Che's first choice. Thousands of big trees were knocked down by him with a roar, and he chopped them into sections one by one.
The guns of the underworld pile up when picked up.
These are all weapons.
If those snakes and insects come again at night, these trees full of oil will give them a heavy drink.
After the processing was completed, it was already noon.
Fang Che had a meal, and the little bear looked at Fang Che's mouth eagerly, with saliva dripping from his mouth.
Fang Che glanced sideways, waved his hand, and threw several big fish out of the space ring.
"Ouch..."
The little bear's eyes suddenly lit up, he whined, struggled out of Fang Che's arms, and plunged his head into the big fish.
Bite it hard and eat it deliciously.
Finally filling his belly and regaining his energy, Fang Che ignored him and picked up the little bear who was desperately eating fish.