Dongfang Sansan, who has a dark heart... has reached the pinnacle.
Xue Fuxiao said:
"Although Sun Wutian is your helper, he didn't come forward, so you still clean it up. The glory and honor are all yours, do you understand?"
"I understand." Fang Che thought to himself, even if you gave it to Sun Wutian, he wouldn't dare to take it.
"Also, in the end, if that loser Yannan really can't come up with a suitable identity, Sansan will also give you a sufficient identity of the mysterious person to stop everyone in the world from talking about it. So for this question,
Don’t worry about it.”
"Master Jiu is really thoughtful."
Fang Che couldn't help but be amazed.
How delicate is Dongfang Sansan’s heart? I’m afraid even a hair could block it, right?
Fang Che thought about all the headaches and difficult problems, but they had already disappeared in Dongfang Sansan.
All aspects of this arrangement are absolutely watertight.
And regarding the matter of 'Fang Tu's strength collapsing', no matter how Dongfang Sansan arranges it, Yan Nan must cooperate.
And they cooperated happily. Not only did they get fooled, but they also felt extremely happy.
Fang Che said with emotion: "Master Jiu must be very happy now."
"That's so cool. He troubles me every day."
Xue Fuxiao rolled her eyes and said: "Sansan has a bad habit. As long as he is happy, he will start to cause trouble for us. All kinds of evil intentions emerge in endlessly."
Fang Che almost laughed out loud.
I couldn't help but think of the last time my father and mother got married, the congratulatory gift from Dongfang Sansan...especially the gift that was specially marked for me...
Then I felt in my heart that Dongfang Sansan was indeed someone who could do such things.
This person may appear to be a top-notch wise man who is calm and confident and has the past and present in his mind, but secretly he is also narrow-minded and mean-spirited, and is full of bad taste.
Thinking about it this way, I feel that Dongfang Sansan is a little more 'popular', unlike that 'god' who is aloof and ignores the suffering of the world.
On the contrary, it feels more friendly.
I couldn't help but envy: "To be teased by Master Jiu, even to the point of making fun of me, it is such a privilege to have someone with such a high status."
Xue Fuxiao was stunned.
Then he smiled and said: "What you said makes me feel honored to be teased?"
Fang Che said: "Isn't it glorious?"
Xue Fuxiao laughed: "Okay, glorious."
Fang Che thought about his mission for this trip, frowned and said: "But I will still let the substitute take action. I can't take care of Tiandu City with my strength."
"That's as it should be. We didn't count on you!"
Xue Fuxiao said with a strange smile: "What San San means is just to let you inherit the name. It is best to let Sun Wutian do the specific work."
"This kind of work, not only now, but also in the future, will continue to be done by him. Fighting violence with violence, this person is someone you, Master Jiu, plan to use frequently."
"Master Jiu, this is a bit meaningful."
Fang Che frowned and couldn't help but think a little deeper, and said: "Does Master Jiu mean to use him... to use the voice of all people and his infinite merit to draw Sun Wutian back to the team of guardians?"
"Bring Sun Wutian back?"
Xue Fuxiao looked at him with a shocked look on her face: "Why do you think so? None of Sansan dared to think of such a beautiful life. There is no possibility of Sun Wutian turning back!"
Fang Che was confused: "Then what is this?"
Xue Fuxiao sighed and said: "Sun Wutian's original intention in learning martial arts was to be a chivalrous man. He would act chivalrously and fight for justice, and fight against injustice in the world."
"But that's why I can't stand things happening in my own family. Just because..."
Xue Fuxiao sighed and didn't know how to word it.
Fang Che nodded silently and said: "Yes, many good people suddenly turned black because of unfair treatment from their own families. This is how they suddenly turn black and become more evil than the devil. Therefore, if good people are rewarded with evil, who in the world would be willing to be a good person?
?This sentence is a little extreme, but it makes a lot of sense."
Xue Fuxiao sighed and said: "Yes, once a good person turns bad, he is bound to be worse than the devil. This sentence has some truth. It is a complete disappointment in the world..."
Xue Fuxiao sighed and said: "But it's almost impossible to bring him back. Ever since Sun Wutian came to the Only Self Orthodox Church, Yan Nan has been as kind as a mountain to him! Just for Yan Nan, it is impossible for Sun Wutian to come back!"
"What's more, in the past thousands of years, Sun Wutian has killed billions of souls under his hands, all of which were innocent people who died under his hands... I once saw with my own eyes the misery after Sun Wutian's massacre. It was originally a prosperous place, with people flowing in and out, but under the sword,
After the demon wreaked havoc, there was no living person thousands of miles away. If Sun Wutian could turn around and be accepted..."
Xue Fuxiao sighed: "How to explain to the world?"
Fang Che also sighed.
This time I really felt a little sad.
Because he didn't have those painful experiences and didn't really see Sun Wutian massacre innocent civilians, so after Baiwuzhou, he had a vague feeling that Sun Wutian could still be saved.
He could faintly feel that Sun Wutian was loosening his denial of the past.
But after hearing what Xue Fuxiao said, I knew there was no hope.
Tens of thousands of years of blood debt and hundreds of millions of innocent souls, how can Sun Wutian turn around?
Xue Fuxiao patted Fang Che on the shoulder and said seriously: "Sun Wutian has never regretted it, and he has never thought about turning back. But he can't turn back. It's not that we don't accept it, but it's because of himself."
"Now that it's a coincidence, Yan Nan has arranged for Sun Wutian to be your substitute. So we simply let Sun Wutian slaughter the evildoers. Under the inspiration of all the people... we just hope that Sun Wutian will not kill as before, and we will be satisfied.
"
"And Sun Wutian will definitely feel it in the future, because after all, this is the prosperity he created with his own hands! Do you understand?"
"This is our biggest purpose."
Fang Che sighed: "Yes, this is also a good thing for Sun Wutian. You can use long-term killing to benefit the world, but to dilute his ten thousand years of violence, right?"
Xue Fuxiao was silent for a moment and said firmly: "Yes!"
There was inexplicable sadness in his eyes: "Sun Wutian, it's a pity. But it's also terrible... I hate the Heavenly Sword... If the anger is gone, maybe it will go one step further."
"He may be able to let the people of the world go, but he will not show mercy to us high-level warriors."
Xue Fuxiao let out a long sigh: "If that day comes, I will try my best to kill him with the sword when all the anger is gone! Otherwise, Yu Haoran, Rui Qianshan, Buqiu, Feng Rongrong, etc.
...It is inevitable that one or more of them will fall under his sword."
"..."
Fang Che didn't know what to say for a while.
I just feel like my heart suddenly feels heavy.
When Xue Fuxiao said "Beheaded by the sword", he wanted to say; since all the anger has disappeared, why kill him?
But after listening to the whole sentence, there is nothing to say.
When that time comes, what if Sun Wutian wields a knife against the senior officials?
If you are reluctant to let Sun Wutian die, should Rui Qianshan, Buchou and other old heroes who have fought for thousands of years deserve to die?
"Why……"
There was only one long sigh.
"I understand."
"It's good if you understand."
Xue Fuxiao also sighed and said: "The next thing about your Night Demon Cult, it seems that it needs to be done after this trip to Tiandu. I'm afraid it will be a few months later. Sansan needs to delay for a while.
He has his own considerations."
Fang Che said: "It doesn't matter to me. Besides, even my orthodox sect will know about my purge in Tiandu, but the southeast side needs to be on guard against those new little cult leaders."
"Know."
Xue Fuxiao sighed: "Those little sect leaders came down to lay the foundation of the sect, and they need blood to lay the foundation. This catastrophe... happens once every three years. Alas... no matter how we take precautions, there will always be countless people who suffer."
Fang Che was silent.
To this point, Dongfang Sansan had no good solution, and Fang Che had no good solution even more.
Because many people live outside the city, in a small town, or in a group of several villages, or in a single mountain village.
For these people, it's not that the guardians don't want to move them into the big city... all those who are willing to move have already been moved.
The rest are basically the kind of people who cling to the green mountains and refuse to let go. They cannot leave their homeland. No matter how they are persuaded, they will not leave. The theory they insist on is: I am just a common man, what is the use of the demon sect to kill me? Wait for the theory.
How to scare and hold still.
But in the end, these people are the first to suffer.
Dongfang Sansan has no way to deal with this. How can a small mountain village with dozens or hundreds of people be sent to guard by a master? That is still impossible to do anyway.
There are also some small towns with the same theory and experience.
No matter how strong or numerous the defenders are, they can't prevent every massacre that the demon suddenly rises up from.
Not to mention in a place like this, that kind of accidental killing, even if it suddenly breaks out in the bumpy city of the guardian headquarters, it is impossible to guarantee that no one will die!
But the strange thing is that such stubborn people can be found everywhere, every year!
In response to Xue Fuxiao's sigh, Fang Che had nothing to say. He could only say: "It will be fine when... the Weiwo Orthodox Sect disappears."
Xue Fuxiao sneered: "Even if the world is unified...it will still be the same. People who should be unlucky will still be unlucky."
Fang Che grinned: "Good words can't persuade a damned person, and mercy can't help but kill others. This sentence always makes sense, doesn't it?"
Xue Fuxiao said: "You will go out to make arrangements later, and then I will take you to Tiandu, or Sun Wutian will take you to Tiandu? Which one do you think is more suitable?"
Fang Che didn't think about it at all: "Of course it is my ancestor who will take me there, it is most appropriate. Mr. Xue, you should be busy with your work."
Fang Che was indeed thoughtful.
Xue Fuxiao smiled appreciatively in her heart, suddenly raised her face, pointed at Fang Che's nose and said: "I'm warning you, you will win in this competition, but if you give me the whole shit king again, even if
Even if your ninth master is protecting you, I will beat you!"
Fang Che was startled, lowered his eyebrows and said plaintively: "I don't dare anymore..."
"vomit……"
Xue Fuxiao couldn't help but vomited.
Although Fang Che is handsome, in Xue Fuxiao's heart, he has always been a hard-blooded man and a majestic man. Now that his voice suddenly sounded like this, although he knew that this guy did it on purpose, he unconsciously felt that his stomach couldn't bear it.
"That's fine."
Xue Fuxiao said: "Then I'll rush back. This surprise is extraordinary. I'm a little frightened when I hold it in my hand. I'd better send it to you, Master Jiu, as soon as possible."
"Thank you for your hard work, Master Xue."
Fang Che said respectfully.
Immediately, Fang Che felt his body light up, his eyes flashed, and he returned to his captain's room.
Xue Fuxiao has disappeared without a trace.
Fang Che didn't dare to neglect, and immediately communicated with the Five Spirit Gu, took out the communication jade, and sent a message: "Grandmaster, where are you? There is something wrong with the disciple again... I'm really sorry."
Sun Wutian's reply came immediately.
Reply in seconds!
"Do we need a substitute again?"
As soon as I saw this sentence, I knew that Lao Sun couldn't wait.
"Yes. I'm afraid the Patriarch will have to work hard again this time, and this time it will be even bigger than last time."
Fang Che quickly replied.
“It’s better if it’s bigger!”
Sun Wutian became more energetic, but thought that he couldn't act too eager, as that would be too unreserved, as if he was in a hurry.
So he complained: "There are so many bad things going on here at the Guardian! This doesn't allow anyone to rest!"
"Disciple is also helpless... ugh."
Fang Che complained sadly: "And we have to travel a long distance... This disciple is very upset. Why are there so many things on the Guardian side? I really want to go back to the sect."
Sun Wutian was startled: Is this kid going to give up?
He said hurriedly: "Do your own thing. You don't know what your identity is? How can you refuse the assigned work? Just wait, I will be there soon."
Sun Wutian didn't care that it was still daytime, and it was morning.
Just tear the space apart.
Once you reach the sky above the inspection hall, the field opens directly.
call out!
Fang Che felt his body light up and his eyes blurred. Tsk, the familiar feeling came again.
Sure enough, we arrived in Sun Wutian's territory again and saw the village again.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Sun Wutian in gray clothes and white hair, already standing not far in front of him, looking at the beautiful village in his memory with his hands behind his back, the unfading years of those years.
Fang Che couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
Sun Wutian's gray hair, slightly stooped body, some wrinkles on his face, the complexity of his eyes...
Everything made him feel emotional. Especially after hearing Xue Fuxiao's words, he felt even more emotional.
Inexplicably, I felt a little pitiful about the old devil.
Following Sun Wutian's gaze, the village in the distance was quiet, smoke was rising quietly, and it was peaceful.
Looking from a distance, you can feel the tranquility, beauty, peace and tranquility of this world. Once you look at it, your heart will calm down.
Sun Wutian looked at the village in his memory in the distance for a long time.
Finally my eyelids moved.
Then he slowly turned around, looked at Fang Che's face, and said lightly: "Bai Wuzhou, how do you feel?"
"The Patriarch is worthy of being the Patriarch."
Fang Che flattered him: "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to do this well."
Sun Wutian put his hands behind his hands and said coldly: "I'm not asking you this, but I'm asking you, were you touched in your heart when you saw the peaceful world, the era of great rule, and the heartfelt love of the people before leaving?"
Fang Che was shocked and asked, "What touched you?"
Sun Wutian said lightly: "Do you feel that the Solipsism can never do this? Is it true that only guardians can do this?"
Fang Che was silent for a moment.
He said softly: "Grandmaster, we are the only two here, and my disciples don't shy away from saying so. Yes, sometimes, this feeling is true."
Sun Wutian's eyes flashed and he said: "So?"
"Nothing so."
Fang Che said softly: "When our sect wins, can't we do it? We unified this continent not to kill everyone, right?"
"Everyone is his own master."
Fang Che said: "And... Patriarch, we and the guardians have different ways after all."
Sun Wutian was silent for a moment and said: "Yes, we are different from the guardians."
Then he remained silent for a longer time and said: "What if after our sect truly unified the continent, we really wanted to destroy the world and kill everyone?"
Fang Che was stunned, and then said: "How is that possible? If we do this, wouldn't Vice Chief Yan and the others be the first to disagree?"
"What you said makes sense."
Sun Wutian nodded indifferently, and then said: "What happened this time?"
"Last year I had a fight with the Xue family in Tiandu..."
Fang Che introduced the matter, and then said: "The Guardian Headquarters felt that it was a bit wasteful for me to just compete in martial arts. Therefore, they simply passed down an order to let me patrol Tiandu City with life and death after the martial arts competition!
"
"I see."
Sun Wutian's eyes shone with dazzling light, and he felt a little excited. He said slowly: "This Tiandu... is much bigger than Baiwuzhou."
"So it's impossible for me to clean it with my own power."
Fang Che smiled bitterly.
Sun Wutian was noncommittal and said: "What did you and the guardian say about my identity?"
"I said, it was in the Forest of All Souls...the origin was damaged...but I don't know the name."
Fang Che said it according to the discussed plan.
After hearing this, Sun Wutian also felt that there was no flaw, and said: "This statement is okay, but it is impossible to help you again and again without knowing your identity."
Fang Che said obediently: "What the Patriarch means is..."
There was a strange look in Sun Wutian's eyes, and he said: "In fact, there used to be a lot of people like you are talking about... Back then, there really was such a group of people who lived their lives honestly, being big and small landowners.
They cultivate the land with a hoe...but once the guardians are in a critical situation, they come out to help."
"Concealing their identities, they fought on the battlefield for a while, and then disappeared silently again. Even the guardians who wanted to thank them couldn't find them."
Fang Che was stunned: "..."
"There was once a person, although his name was never revealed, but he was very famous in the world. Back when we were the Thirty-six Demon Lords and the Seventy-Two Demon Lords were famous all over the world... This person secretly went out for a hundred years,
Single-handedly, one person killed one demon and nine evil spirits. He was extremely elusive."
"Every time this person appears and disappears suddenly. The appearance must be during a battle. After killing the opponent, he will disappear immediately regardless of whether the battle is over or not."
There was a look of memories in Sun Wutian's eyes.
Fang Che's heart moved and he asked, "Who is this person?"
"This person... is the Flying Knife of Death."
Sun Wutian said lightly: "Although his name has never been revealed and he is a master of both swords and swords, he is famous all over the world for his flying swords; his combat power is not inferior to that of the Ningxue Sword."
"His famous stunt is the thirteen fatal swords."
"In the biggest melee between the two factions, this man suddenly appeared, masked in green clothes, with thirteen swords shining in the sky. He struck seven times in succession, killing sixty-five holy king-level masters of our Solipsism! There were still twenty
Six people were seriously injured through body penetration! As a new force that suddenly appeared, one person changed the situation of the battle and turned defeat into victory for the guardians."
"And once, several guardian masters were alone and were severely injured by me. I escorted them to escape with the Ningxue Sword. I finally caught up with them. It was this fatal flying knife that suddenly appeared and ruined my big thing. Then
In the first battle, Ningxue Sword was bound and unable to escape. I had a chance to completely kill Rui Qianshan, but this flying knife ruined the situation."
Fang Che's heart suddenly jumped.
He remembered the secret book of the thirteen fatal flying knives given to him by Dongfang Sansan.
Suddenly my heart was shocked.
"After that battle, the fatal flying knife disappeared from the world."
Sun Wutian said lightly: "Many years later, by chance, I traveled around the world and met a man in a remote mountain village. I felt something was wrong. I followed him carefully for twenty days and finally saw that it was the man carrying a hoe and belt every day.
The person who is leading the family to farm is actually the famous Jue Ming Fei Dao who is known throughout the world and no one knows his identity."
Fang Che's breath was suffocated.
An ominous premonition suddenly arose.
Silently, he picked up the immeasurable scriptures, activated the Bingche Lingtai, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then what?"
"Nothing then."
Sun Wutian stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the distant village, and said calmly: "The place where Jue Ming Fei Dao lives is as peaceful and peaceful as my hometown, with peace and prosperity, family harmony, and happiness."
Fang Che's throat was dry and he listened nervously.
"So I killed him."
Sun Wutian said calmly: "After a night of fierce fighting and thousands of moves, I finally chopped off his head, and then killed every one of his entire village!"
"good!"
Fang Che's heart was bleeding, and his heart was throbbing violently, but he cheered: "Well done!"
Even though there were countless scriptures to activate the Bingche Lingtai, Fang Che still almost lost his mind.
The pain in my heart is like overwhelming.
A master who can rival Ningxue Sword.
A hero who is unknown but has made outstanding contributions to the entire world. A man who single-handedly fought Sun Wutian at his peak for a night!
He died so tragically at the hands of Sun Wutian.
Silently return to dust.
What a pity!
How heartbreaking!
Fang Che cheered, but it angered the old devil.
The old devil turned his head and looked at Fang Che with squinted eyes: "Okay?"
“It’s indeed good!”
Snap!
A loud and hard slap fell hard on Fang Che's face.
Fang Che let out a muffled groan, and his body rolled over and was thrown a dozen feet away. Thunder was pounding in his head, stars were flashing in front of his eyes, and his heart was in pain, but he was diverted by this.
He rolled up and up, covered his face, and looked at Sun Wutian with an expression of disbelief: "Grandmaster, you..."
Sun Wutian's eyes were cold and he said calmly: "Even if he is an enemy, he is still a good man. His death is a good thing for us. But as a warrior, you must respect your enemies."
"This is what the ancestor taught me." Fang Che covered his face and lowered his head as he said.
Sun Wutian's eyes were a little sad, and he said slowly after a long time: "Actually, after killing him, I regretted it very much. But I don't regret it at all."