It would take more than two days to sprint to Baiwuzhou at full speed. It was really too far there!
Stay for two days.
Lay the foundation for Sun Wutian.
Then it took more than two days to rush back; it took seven days to meet up with Yinshen Palace.
Then Yin Shen Palace sent him to the headquarters by flying boat.
Arrive basically on the ninth day.
Time is of the essence.
While he was thinking about it, a dark shadow above his head fell down, grabbed Fang Che, and cursed: "You are going to go as fast as you are! You will delay important things. I will take you on your way!"
Sun Wutian grabbed Fang Che and shouted: "See clearly, when you reach the level of cultivation in the future, you will naturally know how to do it. This is how you will tear apart the space!"
Condensing the magic power with his left hand, he grabbed it forward.
The space cracked open like a mirror.
Sun Wutian took Fang Che and stepped in.
Fang Che felt as if thousands of peaks and valleys were ringing together in his ears.
There is an illusion that time is going backwards or forwards...
With a click, the two people came out of the space crack.
"Did you see it clearly?"
"No...a little confused."
"Then do it again."
"Crack!"
"call out!"
"Did you see it clearly?"
"I'm a little dizzy..."
"Do it again and watch carefully!"
"Crack!"
"call out!"
…
"Hey! I'm Cao! Wake up!"
Sun Wutian patted Fang Che's face, a little confused.
The boy passed out.
Bleeding from the seven orifices.
Then Sun Wutian remembered that Fang Che's cultivation level simply couldn't bear the tearing of space like this. In order to let him learn, he didn't add any protection the first time, but then he forgot about it and tore it four or five times in a row.
.
It wasn't until Fang Che drooped his head that Sun Wucai remembered.
He slapped himself twice and quickly started emergency treatment.
The old devil was anxious.
I really forgot that tearing apart space on my own is so common. I have been doing this for so many years. And I have never led anyone to tear apart space...
It's a good thing now, the Night Demon has been disabled.
If Night Demon suffered irreversible damage because of this, Sun Wutian would not be able to forgive himself even if he didn't say it, and Yan Nan would probably eat him alive.
"Why is this damn thing so brittle..."
Sun Wutian wants to cry but has no tears, I am such a fool.
He now truly understands some of the old devils of his generation. Back then, the old devils also had the idea of passing on their knowledge through fire, and several old devils selected several geniuses to teach them as their disciples.
But when I saw these old devils again after a while, all of them looked very speechless.
The look of "asking the sky with tears, why is this" is very clear on his face.
At first everyone thought it was strange and asked questions one after another.
The answers I got were surprisingly consistent: The apprentices who worked so hard to teach him were killed by him.
At that time, Sun Wutian only felt all kinds of absurdity, how could you kill such a great living person? Isn't that your precious apprentice?
But today, he truly understood the mood and experiences of those old devils.
Because...it will really kill you.
The old devils are all responsible for destroying mountains and reclaiming seas, and they have always treated human life with indifference. They can usually be careful with their teachings, but once they encounter something, their instinct is to act according to their lifelong habits.
...At this time, one of the apprentices will basically die!
All dead!
——Just like Fang Che now.
We are on the verge of death, and may not even be able to see the light of day again.
Sun Wutian even cried.
I hate that the Heavenly Sword is useless. If this person dies again, labor and management... labor and management will not be able to cry even if they cry.
But these are cracks and shock scars caused by tearing space...
He hurriedly stuffed various pills into Fang Che's mouth, and then Sun Wutian injected spiritual energy to help push the blood through the palace. After cleaning up...
Fang Che finally took a breath and woke up leisurely.
Opening his mouth, a ball of blood foam came out with a grunt: "What's wrong with me?"
What’s wrong with you?
Sun Wutian felt like he couldn't answer these words.
Does this mean that I have forgotten you?
"You can't bear the power of tearing apart space." Sun Wutian said expressionlessly: "How do you feel now?"
"My head is going to split."
Fang Che twisted his face.
I really can't help it.
He felt like his head was like an unripe watermelon that had been hit by a big hammer. Although it hadn't exploded into pieces, it had already split into seven or eight petals.
Countless little people are holding awls in their heads and stabbing them in all directions.
He bit his lip tightly.
Close your eyes.
Blood gurgled out of the seven orifices.
Although he didn't cry out in pain, Sun Wutian was such an old man that he knew very well how unbearable the severe pain caused by this kind of injury was.
Even if it were him, he would probably be rolling around with his head in his hands.
The kind of hysterical pain that emanates from the soul.
Now, Fang Che could bear not to say a word, which made Sun Wutian sincerely impressed.
Therefore, I am even more satisfied with myself as the descendant of the Hatred Heaven Sword. If I can have such endurance, what kind of technique cannot be practiced?
What difficulties can stand in my way? What things cannot be accomplished!?
But the problem is that although Fang Che has woken up now, his physical body is still on the verge of collapse. It is difficult for him to even absorb the power of the medicine. Once his spiritual energy is withdrawn, this kid may fall apart.
Can't wait any longer!
He suddenly took out a jade bottle, opened the mouth of the bottle with a snap and stuffed it into Fang Che's mouth: "Drink."
Fang Che was in so much pain that he didn't even know what he was talking about, so he instinctively swallowed.
A bottle of spiritual fluid was consumed in three gulps.
Clean and tidy.
Sun Wutian was in extreme pain and looked at the empty mouth of the bottle, his face twisted.
When Fang Che took the second sip, he actually felt that the pain had eased a lot, but he didn't have time to think about it. He was looking up, and the mouth of the bottle was standing upright next to his mouth, and the spiritual liquid inside was pouring out. Fang Che unknowingly
I instinctively drank it in one gulp.
Smack your lips, it tastes so good.
In such a short period of time, the pain was reduced by 90%.
Then my mind became clearer.
After just thinking about ‘what is this’ for a moment, the pain was completely gone.
Then he opened his eyes and saw Sun Wutian's expression of extreme physical pain.
"Grandmaster, I'm fine."
Fang Che reached out and touched his head.
I just feel that my whole body is refreshed, my arms, legs, internal organs, and my head, everything is extremely satisfying.
"Of course you're fine."
Sun Wutian sighed and said, "I drank all the stuff I used to hold down the coffin board...that was the Yin-Yang Holy Liquid..."
Fang Che blinked and said, "What is Yin Yang Holy Liquid?"
Sun Wutian was heartbroken and could not even breathe evenly: "Yin-Yang Holy Liquid...forget it, I don't want to explain."
Fang Che smacked his lips, still feeling the lingering fragrance in his mouth, and said, "It tastes better than Spirit Crystal Milk."
Sun Wutian groaned: "Spirit crystal stone milk is such a jiba... This thing of mine is the yin and yang holy liquid that can make you die one more time... What the hell... In the world, only Yan Nan can still do it.
A bit...hey! Forget it...don't say it anymore..."
He slapped himself on the head: "I am the one who brought it upon myself."
Fang Che sighed, it seemed that he didn't know what this Yin Yang Holy Liquid was, so he had to remember the name so that he could inquire about it in the future.
But the more Sun Wutian thought about it, the more he was holding his breath. Seeing that Fang Che was so lively now, as if he was fine without the Yin-Yang Holy Liquid, he felt even more uncomfortable.
He hummed twice, rolled his eyes and said: "This is what Yan Nan saved my life. The Yin and Yang Holy Liquid was the water of stars that the Chief Cult Master took out from the gap between Yin and Yang when the heaven and earth changed. It can cross
Life and death, not to mention mere injuries... If you encounter a life or death crisis in the future, you can die as much as you want, and as long as the body is still there, you can be resurrected."
Sun Wutian said: "Deputy Chief Yan gave this to me after he saw that I had lost the Divine Phaseless Jade. Alas..."
Suddenly he gritted his teeth and said: "I really don't know who the hell stole my Divine Phaseless Jade. If I were to know... hmph..."
Fang Che coughed and said with tears of gratitude: "Thank you so much, Patriarch, Grandmaster... you are so kind to your disciples. I really don't know how to repay you."
Sun Wutian snorted and said: "If you practice the Hattian Sword to its peak, even if you kill me, it will be the best reward for me."
"How dare disciples..."
Fang Che exclaimed: "Master... the disciple's cultivation is increasing very quickly..."
"You can even reverse life and death, so what's the point of increasing your cultivation level?" Sun Wutian rolled his eyes, feeling very unhappy.
After breathing heavily for a while, he still explained: "The improvement in your cultivation is just incidental. It is mainly because your cultivation is too low. The wild boar suddenly ate fine chaff, which is why it is covered in iron."
I'm a wild boar again!
Fang Che's face was too dark to look at, and he lowered his eyebrows and said, "...Uh."
"This yin and yang holy liquid is currently transforming your meridians, heart channels, and spiritual consciousness barriers, turning them into regeneration veins. Only then can you have a chance of immortality in the future. But be careful not to self-destruct the source. Once the source is exploded, there will be no rebirth.
Opportunity."
Sun Wutian warned earnestly.
"Yes, Patriarch."
Fang Che sighed inwardly.
Listening to the words of the old devil, why do you feel that this old guy is just waiting for him to be killed and reborn?
While talking, Fang Che had fully recovered and was fully able to jump around.
"The cultivation level has broken through the first level and reached the sixth level of the monarch."
Fang Che was pleased with himself and smacked his lips: "It's so fast... I thought it would take at least twenty days and a month..."
Sun Wutian was weak: "In the next half month, your cultivation will continue to grow; it will not stop until the transformation of the barrier of consciousness is completed. This is not meant to increase your cultivation... you are too weak..."
"The kindness of the ancestor is unforgettable to the disciples. If there is a chance to get such a treasure in the future, I will definitely send it to the ancestor to repay the kindness of the ancestor today!"
Fang Che said seriously.
"Hey...forget it...forget it, I'll just listen to it."
Sun Wutian said listlessly: "Just you... what did you just say? A first-class monarch for twenty days and one month?"
Suddenly his eyes widened.
"Almost."
Fang Che said honestly: "Since I started practicing, I have never taken any medicine that can quickly increase my cultivation. Even before I was a general, I didn't even take pills. But my cultivation speed is slightly faster than others."
A little bit... I have been practicing all the way up to now. When I was at the emperor level, I basically rose to a level in about half a month. Now, the monarch level takes a little longer. It takes at least twenty days, sometimes more than a month... Hey, in the future, the level of saint will be promoted.
Level, it will probably take longer..."
As he spoke, he looked a little downcast: "That's it, I still took the Guardian's Heavenly King Pill and the top-quality spiritual crystals to assist in my practice. It's really a bit slow..."
Now that he has been let go, and the old devil is now mixing honey and oil with himself, even the things that hold the coffin board are given to him, Fang Che naturally wants to show off his talents in order to get more cultivation and resources.
.
So not only did he not hide his qualifications, but he even boasted a little about his abilities.
A bit exaggerated.
Sun Wutian's eyes had turned into bells: "Slow?"
Just practice like this without resorting to any resources to quickly improve your cultivation, and occasionally take pills to assist your cultivation, one level at a time in twenty or thirty days?
You call this slow!?
Sun Wutian coughed and said, "How long has it been since you started practicing?"
"Last year in April, I was a breakthrough warrior... Last year I entered Baiyun Martial Arts Academy; now... November..."
Fang Che calculated it and said, "Almost two years."
It’s been almost two years!
Sun Wutian took two quick breaths, then pressed his breath into his stomach and said slowly: "It's true... it's a bit slow."
But in my heart, I wanted to slap myself twice.
Although I am an old devil, I still have a bit of a conscience when I say that my cultivation speed is too slow.
Of course Fang Che was only talking about himself. In fact, Mo Gan Yun and Qiu Yun Shangjing Shuanggao in Sing in the Rain, like himself, were both classmates who entered Baiyun Martial Arts Academy and started together...
Although they each have their own encounters, there is no doubt that they go hand in hand. But how could Fang Che say that there are just a few of them? If the old devil gets jealous and kills them casually, this is by no means impossible.
Sun Wutian now doesn't feel like his Yin-Yang Holy Liquid was wasted at all, but feels a little lucky.
Fortunately, this boy is almost dying from my torture and I gave him the Yin-Yang Holy Liquid. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t have thought of giving it to him, and I wouldn’t have been willing to give it to him.
"With the Yin-Yang Holy Liquid, you and the Holy Lord can pass the test with confidence. There will never be a risk of the meridians being broken."
Sun Wutian exhaled the turbid air that had been in his stomach for half an hour, and said with a clear mind: "Your meridians have completely transformed into holy veins... From now on, the road to martial arts will be smooth. Except for the training and training that you desperately need.
Apart from the battle, there is nothing else to worry about."
"real?"
Fang Che's eyes widened.
"Can what I said be false?"
Sun Wutian is much more pleasant now, and even in Fang Che's view, he really has a kind-hearted feeling.
Every hair on his face seemed to be dancing with joy.
Although it's a bit wasteful... but Night Demon has such qualifications, it's worth it.
Besides, if you go back to Yan Nan and order some more, as long as you don't have this shame, it shouldn't be difficult to order some more Yin-Yang spirit liquid.
In this way, it means that you have no losses, and you also get a big advantage.
After all, if Yan Nan gives it to others, it will definitely not be his turn. If he can get more of it, doesn't it mean that others have less of it?
Thinking about it this way, I even feel a little proud.
"Go, go! Go to Baiwuzhou."
Sun Wutian suddenly became more motivated.
Make up your mind.
This time in Baiwuzhou, the secret must not be exposed. The future of Night Demon must not be hindered!
This is the only chance in my life for Hate Tian Dao to reach the top of the world! No matter what, there is no room for failure!
"How far is it?"
Fang Che had some lingering fears: "Are you going to tear apart the space?"
"We're already halfway there. The rest is just for me to fly over with you."
Sun Wutian thought for a while and added: "I'll add a spiritual energy shield for you, don't worry."
Fang Che rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Sure enough, the problem lies with the old devil himself. He tore apart space and rushed on his way, but he really didn't protect me...
Sun Wutian took Fang Che and flew into the sky.
This time, it was much calmer.
Even while rushing on the road, they discussed what to do after going to Baiwuzhou.
In all aspects, Sun Wutian asked questions over and over humbly, without being ashamed to ask.
Fang Che naturally answered in more detail.
At this moment, their hearts were so close to each other: they must not reveal their secrets.
The discussion is finally over.
"Grandmaster, this time I go to the leader level to raise Gu to become a god. What suggestions and instructions do you have?"
Fang Che asked.
"I've never been in." Sun Wutian said.
But then he rolled his eyes and said: "But you must deeply understand these four words, which are the four words of raising Gu to become a god!"
"Well, what does Patriarch mean?"
"The so-called raising Gu means to put thousands of Gu insects together and let them devour each other. In the end, there will only be one left, the Gu King!"
Sun Wutian said deeply: "The significance of the plan to raise Gu to become a god comes from here."
Fang Che's eyes lit up: "Kill everyone else?"
Sun Wutian nodded slowly, with a glint in his eyes: "Anyway, the more you kill, the better. The stronger you are, the more valued you are."
If Yan Nan heard what Sun Wutian said, he would probably spit on him to death.
You bastard, the plan to raise Gu to become a god is to raise Five Spirit Gu, okay! Why the hell did you instigate Fang Che to kill everyone?
Fang Che understood: "Then I will show no mercy after entering and kill until I am the only one left."
Sun Wutian was startled and said hurriedly: "That's not possible."
"Didn't the Patriarch just say...that there is only one left?" Fang Che was puzzled.
Sun Wutian had a little headache.
As an old devil, how could he not know the true meaning of cultivating Gu to become a god? However, this is the way he behaves.
Although he hates the Guardian and everyone in the world, he still hates the Solipsism.
For him, it was a plan to raise Gu to become a god anyway, and it really didn't matter if he killed a few more, but if he killed them all, he would probably be skinned by Yan Nan...
"The plan to raise Gu to become a god at the leader level must have something to say about surrender. Otherwise, how can you be a leader if you don't have subordinates?"
"It's just that it's hard to make people surrender here. It's hard to make people of the same rank surrender!"
"Kill those who don't surrender. But you must also be aware that some people cannot be killed."
Sun Wutian said: "You won the championship last time in your plan to raise Gu to become a god. Why did you offend so many people? It's because you killed too many people who shouldn't have been killed."
"This time there are also many disciples from the headquarters going in; you can kill some people, but I can handle them. But some people, such as the descendants of several deputy chief leaders, cannot be killed. If you kill those, they will really be a trouble in the future.
Infinite."
"So after you go in, you still have to act cheaply."
Sun Wutian contacted Yannan urgently: "In this plan to raise Gu to become a god, how many people does Night Demon need to go in and kill to win the championship?"
Yan Nan said lightly: "Only those at the peak of the monarch level, and even the senior level, are qualified to enter the level of cultivating Gu into a god. Night Demon is only at the monarch level. Even if he has the combat power to fight beyond the next level, how many people can he kill here? Let's see.
Just be careful not to get killed."
"This is what you said!" Sun Wutian said.
Yan Nan laughed out loud: "Wutian, the Gu cultivator-level plan has more than 40,000 people participating in it. In two months, even if he queues up to be killed by Night Demon, how many can he kill?"
Yan Nan said: "Of course I hope that Night Devil can win the championship, but looking at the current situation, the chance of Night Devil winning the championship is very, very low!"
"It should be noted that there are many people who already have positions. Since the Five Spirit Gu do not have the qualifications to establish a sect, they will also enter this Gu-raising to become a god plan to devour the qualifications!"
"Do you think Night Stalker can come out on top?"
Yan Nan asked lightly.
When Yan Nan said this, Sun Wutian felt uncertain.
Yes, no matter how talented Night Demon is and how capable he is of fighting across different levels, it still cannot make up for the fact that his level is too low and his combat power is insufficient.
"Just go ahead and do it."
Sun Wutian said: "Pay attention to safety. This time, there are still those who have positions, but those who don't have the Five Spirit Gu will also come in to compete for qualifications... Most of them are above the senior level, so the pressure is not small. Pay attention.
Save your life.”
Fang Che said in shock: "Didn't it originally say that only those with the Martial Emperor level can enter?"
"What good things do you want?"
Sun Wutian blew his beard and glared: "The Martial Emperor level is just fake news released to the outside world; look at the leaders of the subordinate sects of the We-I-Orthodox Sect over the years, which one is below the Zun level? Martial Emperor? They are not out to be slaughtered.
What?"
Fang Che thought about it and found that it was true.
Yinshen Palace, Hai Wuliang, Kou Fangfang and others... are basically either high-level or saint-level cultivation.
How can there be half a weak person?
"I see."
Fang Che also put away his optimism in an instant.
Next.
The two stopped talking and walked on in silence.
…
Baiwuzhou.
The guards guarding the main hall had long known that Fang Tu, the captain of the life and death inspection team, was coming here to inspect.
So the atmosphere in Baiwuzhou is a little different recently.
A little bit nervous.
However, after all, Baiwu Continent is not inferior to Donghu Continent, and the sky is always high and the emperor is far away.
Not to mention the defenders, even those who believe in the Solipsism think this place is too far.
Close to the sea, almost the edge of the land.
Fang Tu's reputation shocked the southeast in the interior, but in Baiwu Continent, it was just a legend.
Fang Tu?
What will happen if Fang Tu comes?
This is Baiwuzhou. Could it be that if he comes here alone, he can rebel?
This is the common thought of countless gang families in Baiwu Continent.
"Don't think of us in Baiwuzhou as the white elephant in East Lake. The Southeast Headquarters is suppressing it over there. Fang Tu's affairs will naturally be much easier to handle. There are many people who support him, but coming to Baiwuzhou? Haha...haha..."