Xue Fuxiao smiled happily and was about to send a message but found that she couldn't send it...
"...Forgot, this is still in my field..."
Xue Fuxiao was speechless.
Seeing Xue Fuxiao being so happy, Fang Che also felt a lot warmer in his heart and couldn't help but smile.
Is Xue Fuxiao afraid of the Blood Demon Lord? That is obviously impossible! The Blood Demon Lord cannot be Xue Fuxiao's opponent in any case.
But the problem is that Xue Fuxiao may not be able to meet him. There is no problem if he meets Sha Zhijue, but the blood demon is not a fool. He won't run away? He won't hide?
But as long as the Blood Demon doesn't die, he can create bloody chaos wherever he wants.
Xue Fuxiao is happy for the people of the world.
That's real relief.
"Does that mean the Divine Phaseless Jade is also in your hands?"
Xue Fuxiao asked excitedly.
"Yes."
"Very good!"
Xue Fuxiao punched with both hands.
Then he said: "Don't worry, you can just hold the jade. That thing will automatically bind the soul. I don't want to kill you..."
Fang Che was stunned: "I'm not worried."
"I'm not afraid that you will worry." Xue Fuxiao touched her nose.
I also feel that there is no need to explain.
Fang Che snickered in his heart. For the first time, he felt that Master Xue had a really cute personality. No wonder Master Jiu valued him so much... He was so naive... I wanted to have one among my subordinates.
After telling this matter, Fang Che felt relieved.
After all, it was handed over.
Then suddenly he had a sudden thought and said: "Master Xue, I have another set of knife styles here, and I would like to ask you to give me some advice."
Xue Fuxiao suddenly became interested: "Then you have found the right person. In the world, when it comes to knives, I, Xue Fuxiao, am the second best person. Who dares to be the first?"
Fang Che then took out his knife.
"I'll show you."
He has wanted to do this for a long time.
Now Xue Fuxiao is still nominally suppressed by Duan Xiyang; Fang Che is uncomfortable with this. At this point, he and all the warriors in the Guardian Continent have the same mood: How can we be second?
Especially if you were knocked down from first place, it would be even more unpleasant.
In addition, my perfect sword style should be an inspiration to Xue Fuxiao. Although it is not something that cannot be figured out. Because Xue Fuxiao has already reached this level!
Just like the gun style of King's Landing, I have actually found many perfect gun styles.
But at this time, this perfect form only needs to be practiced once, and he will be able to master it immediately.
And what Fang Che wants is to give Xue Fuxiao the chance to have this flash of inspiration.
But his status and seniority are too low, and if he acts rashly, he will inevitably make people unhappy. Even if he does get benefits, he will not feel comfortable - so he must act cautiously.
Therefore, Fang Che only practiced eighteen sword postures this time.
The most commonly used eighteen postures.
And after he practiced it again, he did have questions to ask: "I got it by chance. I feel that it is better to use the knife this way; but I always feel that there is a lack of opportunity to integrate into the moves... and the integration after integrating into the moves."
The issue of potential is a major difficulty that I have never figured out.”
This is indeed something he has not thought through.
"So today I am brave enough to ask Master Xue for some advice."
Xue held the flute like an old monk in meditation, sitting opposite Fang Che, lowering his eyes and thinking quietly.
Fully half an hour passed.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Fang Che with twinkling eyes.
"Fang Che, you are... making me owe you a big favor!"
Xue Fuxiao felt a little sad.
He stood up and said, "I'll show you my knife."
The scene changed and turned into a martial arts arena.
Xue holds the flute and holds the knife while standing, holding the knife perfectly.
Then a lightning strike crossed the sky, and another strike formed a cross of lightning with the previous sword light. The sword light stayed in the air and did not dissipate.
Fang Che watched carefully.
This was the first time he saw Xue Fuxiao's love-cutting knife; he couldn't help but be a little amazed.
"The love-cutting sword technique, nine swords in total."
Xue Fuxiao demonstrated while talking.
He said formulas in his mouth.
Fang Che could clearly see that Xue Fuxiao's love-cutting knife was extremely close to the perfect sword style with every cut! It was just missing a little bit... But this missing point allowed Xue Fuxiao to use other methods to take advantage of the situation.
Made up for it.
But after acquiring Fang Che's perfect sword style, Xue Fuxiao might not even need half a month to integrate into the Love-Severing Sword.
At that time, the power of the blade can be restored by replenishing the strength used.
Don't underestimate this point. After mastering it and connecting it smoothly, Xue Fuxiao's combat power can be increased by at least 30%! - This is Fang Che's opinion.
"These knives of yours can double the power of my knives!"
This is Xue Fuxiao’s view.
"Moreover, as your cultivation becomes deeper and your understanding of sword techniques further improves, your power will become more and more powerful!"
Xue Fuxiao sighed: "What a great sword! What a great move! Fang Che, love-cutting sword, do you remember it?"
"I remember."
Xue Fuxiao taught deliberately, moving very slowly and explaining in great detail, and also deliberately left the effect of the sword light in the air to let Fang Che figure out how Fang Che could let go of this opportunity.
Naturally, I have already memorized it thoroughly.
This is Xue Fuxiao's feedback. And it's only part of it; the elders dare not refuse the gift.
Fang Che didn't have any polite thoughts.
"Love-cutting knife, do you know what you are cutting?"
Xue Fuxiao said softly: "What you are cutting are all things in the world, what you are cutting are the bonds of the mortal world; what you are cutting is even your own enlightenment. Entering a state where there is nothing else but the sword."
"And we need to step out of this realm. Once we step out of this realm, we will go one step further."
Xue Fuxiao smiled faintly and said: "For a long time, I was silent and dull, and acted like a puppet... At that time, Sansan simply ignored me and put me in the corner like a piece of wood every day."
"If you need to do anything, just ask me to do it. After finishing it, you will come back dull and still without saying a word. Later, I suddenly understood. I thought I was out of the way, but it turned out that I was on the wrong path. I was originally cut off.
Falling out of love does not mean being dull, nor does it mean becoming a puppet when there is nothing else but the sword. So I started to study and practice again... Until now, I am about to come out."
"So in the earliest period of time, Sansan led another group of people to play. Although I was older than all of them at that time, I was just a follower."
Xue Fuxiao's eyes were full of memories, and she sighed softly: "...Those people are so nice."
Then he said: "You can practice now, but it's best to only use sword strikes first, and don't use the sword intention... Hey, hey... I'm so stupid."
Xue Fuxiao suddenly became upset.
Fang Che was puzzled: "How?"
"If by any chance you enter this realm and become a dull puppet, I guess Sansan can eat me..."
Xue Fuxiao regretted endlessly: "I was so crazy just now that I actually taught you the Love-Slashing Knife. Even if you don't practice, Sansan would probably scold me to death just because I taught you the Love-Slashing Knife!..."
Thinking of the coming thunderous curse, Xue Fuxiao couldn't help but shrink her neck.
I'm also surprised, what did I think just now?
Why did you suddenly fall ill and teach this kid how to use the love-cutting knife?
But Xue Fuxiao also knew that the gift Fang Che gave her this time was too heavy and too big. This favor was too difficult to repay.
And since I had nothing of equal value to compensate others, I just took out the love-cutting knife...
To understand is to understand.
But it’s true that Fang Che can’t practice now.
He is still in the undercover stage of both parties. If he enters the role of a fool-like puppet and is still practicing the Love Killing Sword...
In that case, not only Dongfang Sansan, but also Yannan might faint from anger.
"If that's the case, I can count as killing all the top leaders of both sides..." Xue Fuxiao muttered out of curiosity.
Fang Che: "..."
You are so awesome! You are so awesome!
However, I am also alert in my heart. For the time being, I just need to keep my knowledge of this Love-cutting Sword. It is enough to confirm it with the Heaven-Toothing Sword and the Hatetian Sword.
But you must not delve into the meaning of the sword, otherwise if you really become stupid... it will be really over.
"For the time being, my Hattian Sword is enough."
Fang Che comforted Xue Fuxiao.
"Well, the Love Killing Sword can counteract the Hatian Sword's moves, so that it's not so obvious when you use it, which is a good thing."
Xue Fuxiao nodded and said: "As for the fusion of potential and fusion of moves you mentioned... what kind of potential are you cultivating?"
"Star power, sharp power."
Fang Che said.
"The star power is the star power, there is no such thing as sharp power."
Xue Fuxiao said: "Sharp potential exists in any kind of potential!"
"Got it."
Xue Fuxiao pondered and said: "How should I put it? You haven't cultivated enough and you haven't understood it yet. Let me tell you this, that is...all the moves are actually created by others. Do you understand this?
?”
"Understand."
"But the people who created these sword styles don't have perfect styles themselves. Do you understand this?"
"Understand."
"So even the most powerful moves are not perfect. But your sword moves are perfect!"
"yes."
"So there is something wrong with your thinking. You are thinking about integrating perfect knife styles into imperfect moves; this order itself is wrong."
"so……?"
"So you should integrate the imperfect moves into the perfect knife style. This is correct!"
"..."
Fang Che only felt a roar in his head.
All bright.
Like a bolt of lightning, it split open the chaos.
Xue Fuxiao's statement seems to be just a reversal of a sentence, turning the cause into a so, and the so into a because.
It sounds trivial, but it is the most important order issue!
It was like a piece of window paper that was suddenly broken.
For example, how many years and hard work do you need to study from elementary school to university? But what about starting from university and going backwards to elementary school?
Fang Che only felt a roar in his head.
"I understand!"
"It's good if you understand."
Xue Fuxiao said happily: "Integrating moves, you have to remember one thing, that is, if this move cannot be integrated, then it is not your perfect sword style that has a problem, but the person who created this sword technique has a problem!"
"In other words...as long as you have no problems yourself, then all problems are other people's problems!"
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"Understood?"
Xue Fuxiao asked.
"Got it."
Fang Che said: "Yes, if a person doesn't like me, then there's something wrong with him. If a group of people don't like me, then there's something wrong with them all! If the whole world doesn't like me, then there's something wrong with them.
There is something wrong with this world. Anyway, there is nothing wrong with me."
"!!"
Xue Fuxiao's eyes suddenly widened and she was a little confused for a moment.
"This...can we still understand it this way?"
"Isn't this what you taught me?" Fang Che wondered.
"What I taught? Is this really what I taught you?"
Xue Fuxiao was confused: "Isn't that what I taught you about swords?"
"..."
Fang Che almost laughed, and took a deep breath to control the laughter that almost burst out of his mouth.
He said: "I'm joking, but I understand everything you said."
Xue Fuxiao was still confused for a while.
Then he scolded: "You kid, just take advantage of me when I haven't stepped out of the realm and my brain is not working well! You don't have any good intentions!"
Fang Che hurriedly begged for mercy with a smile.
I thought to myself, looking at you like this... I'm afraid even if you have stepped out of the realm... cough. I can't think about the next words. What if I blurt it out?
But the direction is now there, and Fang Che is full of confidence.
It feels like a glimmer of light has appeared ahead.
Just follow it and you'll be able to get out.
So it’s natural to turn to the next topic.
"I want to talk to Master Xue this time because I still have a few things that give me a headache."
Fang Che said: "So Master Xue still needs to reply to Master Jiu and ask Master Jiu to help make an idea."
"What's up?"
Xue Fuxiao asked.
"It's just a matter of time for me."
Fang Che talked about the three worlds of the Only Self Orthodox Church and the leader-level plan to raise Gu to become a god. By the way, he also talked about how he was about to leave East Lake Continent and go to the Forest of All Spirits to find the benefits that the Only Self Orthodox Church could give him.
"These three things all take time. When it comes to going to the Forest of All Spirits to look for benefits, you can just take a leave, which is fine. But for the other two things, what kind of reasons are needed? So that both parties can't do it.
Suspicious, let me disappear from our place for two periods of time as a matter of course? And it was at an extremely sensitive overlapping time? "
When this question was raised, Xue Fuxiao was confused on the spot.
"Well...you have to wait for the news. As soon as you leave the field, I will send a message to Sansan to ask. I will tell you immediately after I reply."
Xue Fuxiao felt that the matter was very important.
He needed to communicate immediately, so he said: "Then let me get you out first."
Fang Che said hurriedly: "Then choose a time next time you come to see me..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes blurred as he was thrown out of the realm and landed in his study room with a confused look on his face.
Xue Fuxiao has already sent a message to Dongfang Sansan impatiently.
…
"I'll do it..."
Standing barefoot in his study, Fang Che was confused.
Can you please let me finish what I said?
I am making a request...
Look at the time, oh, it’s not even the third update yet.
There is obviously still time.
So he quietly entered the bedroom.
Ye Meng is practicing with his eyes closed. Now Fang Che's cultivation has improved too fast, and he has fallen too far behind. He has to catch up.
I didn't think it was anything at all, but the new Zhao Ying'er somehow managed to improve, and he actually became a high-level emperor.
He was obviously very handsome when he came back after being seriously injured last time, right? Did he take some elixir!?
Ye Meng basically saw Fang Che's improvement and could understand it, but why did Zhao Yinger make such a leap?
These two have improved so quickly. Could it be that they are a perfect match? What about me?
So now Ye Meng has practiced diligently to a certain extent.
No matter what, I have to catch up!
If you work harder, you can break through the Martial Emperor in the next few days!
While I was practicing, I felt a pair of hands quietly touching my body, and a voice with an inexplicable ambiguity and strong impulse said: "Madam... let's practice dual cultivation... I will help you improve your cultivation... How can you thank me?"
My dear little wife..."
Ye Meng was suddenly attacked, and her thoughts were immediately disrupted: "Wait a minute...I'll finish practicing..."
"I'll help you..."
…
Early the next morning.
Fang Che and Ye Meng saw Zhao Ying'er's swollen dark circles under her eyes and her evasive eyes, and then they remembered that Zhao Ying'er had also moved in yesterday.
Ye Meng asked Fang Che: "Last night... there was no soundproof barrier?"
"It seems I forgot..."
Fang Che really forgot.
Ye Meng's face turned red to her neck.
I immediately felt like having an attack.
But the little guys in the yard have already started practicing Qigong with clear and crisp voices, and they are jumping up and down one by one.
"I won't deal with you until we get to the inspection hall."
Ye Meng blushed and whispered harshly.
Zhao Ying'er was very surprised: "Congratulations, sister Yemeng, for breaking through the Martial Emperor so quickly."
It turned out that Ye Meng had unknowingly broken through to the level of Martial Emperor.
And she herself didn't realize it yet.
I couldn't help but think: This dual cultivation... it's so fast to improve your cultivation...
Arrive at the inspection hall.
From a distance, I saw two teams of escort cars at the door.
However, both Mo Ganyun and Dong Yunyu were sent back and captured.
Both sides were performing tasks. In addition to those captured and handed over to the Southeast Headquarters, some were naturally intercepted by their own teams.
This is normal operation and is clearly stated above.
But I have to say that the extra money of killing the patrol team is really too much. Ever since Ye Meng complained, the patrol team seemed to have awakened a certain attribute.
Suddenly the sky-high-three-foot-high mode started.
Now a team is divided into two groups, and the two groups are competing to see who can capture more and make greater contributions.
I don't care about money, I just care about making more than them!
Therefore, during this period of time, the escort cars of the World Escort Bureau were parked at the entrance of the inspection hall several times every day.
The warehouse was soon full, and the escort cars continued to arrive.
Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing came to deliver the elixirs, which were high-level elixirs that the report had finally approved to the life and death inspection team.
As soon as they saw the warehouse being put into storage, the two chief officers' eyes widened immediately.
The back-office warehouse of this special team is almost overrun with rats, and everyone is crying every day.
But the back-office warehouse here is actually too small?
Can't stop it?
"The two chief officers arrived just in time."
Fang Che quickly went up to take the elixir and said with a smile: "I'll make a report and grant us a few more warehouses."
Zhao Shanhe had a dark face: "...I'll give it to you again? How many more?"
"Yeah, isn't there no room to put things?"
Fang Che said: "Actually, I feel that we can give us the warehouses of several other teams. They can use one together and save manpower. As for us... I feel that a dozen warehouses are not enough..."
"Hehe...hehe..."
Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing laughed angrily.
"Fang Che, you are really not afraid of being beaten to death by the other captains when you say this!"
Zhao Shanhe said with a dark face: "It just so happens that I am here to discuss supplies with you."
Fang Che said warily: "This is not mine, it belongs to the whole team."
"The whole team can't be used, they're being requisitioned!"
Zhao Shanhe had a dark face and was unreasonable: "Now the headquarters is short of money, you contribute some. Then if you have any requests, you ask for them! If you want elixirs, weapons, magic skills, anything else, you ask!"
"But I want to take these things and exchange them for money."
Zhao Shanhe was going crazy from poverty.
"Why are you so short of money?" Fang Che was dissatisfied: "How much money have I given you during this period! Where did it all go?!"
"You still have the nerve to ask!"
Zhao Shanhe was furious: "The Nirvana Martial Arts Academy you proposed is like a gold-eating beast bigger than the sky. How much money can you throw in?"
"Not to mention the recent continuous flow of similar children from Baiyunzhou, Baixiangzhou, Baipingzhou...an increase of hundreds of thousands...the labor force has been dragged down by you to the point of wearing pants! You actually come to ask
Where did my money go? I was so corrupt! Is it true?"
Zhao Shanhe is about to collapse.
Nirvana Martial Arts Academy is certainly a great thing, but the money spent...
Zhao Shanhe made a calculation and became depressed: every morning he owed 300 million for an entire eye!
Moreover, these 300 million are silver, calculated in taels.
Not a copper plate!
Moreover, these 300 million are only expenses and there is no return.
What the hell... even if it was a golden mountain, Zhao Shanhe would have spent it all.
For millions of people, daily food and drink is a huge problem. There are also massive projects and constant expenditures on medicines...
Zhao Shanhe was really going crazy.
Fang Che slapped his forehead.
I actually forgot about this.
My mistake, my mistake.
"You just give me a direction and then give up... My head has grown three times lately!"
Zhao Shanhe was deeply resentful.
"How many more have the death row inmates raised?"
"There are not many qualified people, less than 2,000. I'm waiting for you to lecture..."
"Then we have to pick out a few and kill them, right? Otherwise, how can we convince the crowd?" Fang Che asked.
"Don't kill..."
Zhao Shanhe was startled: "There is really no need to kill them... Now they will faint on the spot when they hear your name, let alone you go over to lecture them in person. Now your name, Fang Tu, has been suppressed by everyone who works."
The prisoners on death row are working without even daring to eat... Save a mouthful of food for the children, lest you find an excuse to eat three or five more bites and kill them..."
Fang Che couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said, "Am I so terrible?"
"Please remove the word '?'!"
Zhao Shanhe said angrily: "I would rather turn around from the Tenth Palace of the King of Hell than let Fang Tu take a look. These words are about to make the ears of labor and management go crazy! Before, you were famous in Donghuzhou, but now you are famous in Southeast Asia."
, famous among the four continents! The four continents of East Lake, White Elephant, Baiyun, and Baiping, don’t say that your name is for suppressing people, now it can suppress ghosts, and it is enough to ward off evil spirits."
Fang Che was puzzled: "I didn't do anything to Baiyunzhou and Baipingzhou, they were the ones who did it."
"The harder they kill, the greater your reputation will be. Because you are the boss! In the eyes of outsiders, they are your subordinates!"