When Sun Wutian said this, he let out a long sigh.
It can be seen that his heart is also full of complexity.
"I'm very jealous. He does the same thing as me. Why can he be so comfortable? Not only is he fine, but his family is fine too. Is there any justice in this world? Why do people's experiences differ so much!
?”
"So I killed his whole family!"
"But after killing his whole family, I regretted it even more."
There was some pain in Sun Wutian's voice.
But in Fang Che's heart, he no longer had any sympathy for this old devil.
Just listened silently.
"Perhaps in the eyes of a die-hard devil like you, what I did was very satisfying... After all, I killed a powerful enemy!"
Sun Wutian chuckled: "That's why you couldn't help but say hello."
Fang Che lowered his head and said, "Disciple, I really feel good about it... Please forgive me, Patriarch."
Sun Wutian snorted angrily and wanted to hit someone again, but after thinking about it, he sighed: "That's it. That's what you should think."
Fang Che said: "But the teachings of the ancestor are reasonable, and such an opponent is indeed worthy of our respect. I wonder what this Jue Ming Fei Dao said after losing the battle with the ancestor?"
This sentence, which Fang Che said in agitated mood, was actually something he shouldn't have asked.
But Sun Wutian's mood was equally agitated. He looked into the distance with a flash of light in his eyes, as if he had returned to the battle that year. After a long time, he said softly: "From the beginning to the end, I didn't say anything."
"Even if my head was cut off, my eyes would be closed quietly, and my face would be peaceful and sarcastic."
"He didn't even want to say a word to me!!"
Sun Wutian roared angrily, feeling that his heart was filled with resentment, and said angrily: "He looks down on me! He doesn't even bother to say a word to me! All he needs to say is: after I die, please let my family go! I
Absolutely! But that bastard didn’t even say a word!"
"So in my rage, I killed even his entire village and dozens of nearby villages!"
Sun Wutian was furious, but as he spoke, his furious mood gradually decreased, and the last words were like sighing.
Fang Che lowered his head.
I just feel like a volcano is erupting in my heart.
Look down on you?
He looks down on you, so rightly. What qualifications do you have to be looked down upon by such a hero?
Sun Wutian's mood dropped visibly, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Fang Che didn't speak anymore.
Because he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, the emotion in his voice would be exposed. He was trying his best to suppress it with the immeasurable scriptures!
The immeasurable scriptures roared like lava, and the five spirit gu in the body trembled.
After a long time.
Sun Wucai finally spoke: "This time, I will act as your substitute."
He looked at Fang Che's face like a will-o'-the-wisp, and said seriously: "But this time, you have to promise me something."
Fang Che said: "No matter what the ancestor says, the disciple will agree!"
Sun Wutian said calmly: "Although I am your substitute, but... from now on, my reputation will be in the name of Jue Ming Fei Dao."
Fang Che suddenly raised his head.
The eyes glowed.
I saw Sun Wutian looking sadly into the distance, his white hair rustling, his eyes cloudy, and he said in a sleepy voice: "He... can never kill enemies for the Guardian again, but let him bring peace to this world..."
"Then, what should the disciple do?" Fang Che was shocked and lowered his head and asked.
"No, just wait until the guardian asks you again, just say that when I was pretending to be you, I used flying knives when I encountered strong enemies."
"In this way, the reason that can explain why he has not appeared for so many years is the damage to his origin that you reported; and it can make him famous all over the world again. The person you saved in the Forest of All Souls...the excuse is
It’s complete.”
"It can also make the name of Jue Ming Fei Dao come out of the world again!"
"Understood?"
Sun Wutian sighed softly.
There was a flash in his hand.
Dense numbers of flying knives appeared in his palm.
The sword shines brightly.
The cold light jumps.
Fang Che looked at the flying knife and said softly: "Why did the Patriarch do this?"
"..."
Sun Wutian was unwilling to answer this sentence, but he still reluctantly answered: "For his contempt..."
Fang Che felt crazy in his heart.
For his contempt!
This sentence proves that Sun Wutian actually knows everything in his heart!
Fang Che just wanted to shout loudly: You clearly know everything, but why did you do that!?
Sun Wutian looked at the flying knife in his hand in ecstasy, and said calmly: "This is the flying knife of death. This is the flying knife that that person used back then. They are all made of star iron, and there are nine hundred of them in total."
Fang Che looked carefully, observing these flying knives that had been drunk with demon blood, these relics of heroes, and tried hard to restrain the respect that almost burst out in his eyes.
The flying knife is small and sparkles with a cold light.
It seems to be telling his master's previous achievements, his previous glory, and his lifetime regrets.
Sun Wutian said softly: "...Furthermore, since you reported that you cured this person's original injury, and you are willing to help you in this way, it is impossible for him not to teach you this fatal flying knife technique."
"So, I will teach you the flying knife technique in a moment."
"It will take me two days to get to Tiandu."
"In the past two days, you have been practicing flying knife skills in my domain!"
Fang Che looked at these flying knives eagerly. These were the flying knives of heroes. How could they remain in the hands of the devil for so long?
He whispered tentatively: "But the disciple does not have a flying knife in his hand. Can you... give me these?"
Sun Wutian did not look back, he just looked at the flying knife in his hand and said coldly: "Of course I will give it to you!"
"I will give you six hundred first. When you are fully trained, I will give them all to you and I will not keep any."
His voice was cold.
But there was something he didn't say, because he felt that such words would be useless to people who believe in solipsism.
That is: every time I see these flying knives, my heart feels like it is being pierced by these flying knives, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.
But he was reluctant to throw it away.
Now that I have finally found a successor for the flying knives, of course I have to throw them all out as soon as possible!
Don’t leave any behind!
Sun Wutian threw a bunch of them over with a clatter and said coldly: "In two days, the Death Flying Knife will at least be introduced."
Fang Che caught the flying knife.
I felt a kind of coldness in my palms.
He exerted force unconsciously and felt the breath of the flying knife, vaguely, as if he felt the indifference and heroism of the fatal flying knife.
Finally got a big part back!
Senior, your flying knife has finally returned to the guardian's hands again. Does your spirit in heaven know? Is it gratifying?
The flying knife was speechless, silent in his hand.
Just like the senior who just wanted to live indifferently, like an ordinary person, he worked hard in the mountains and forests, unknown to anyone, and kept the glory of the mountains deep in his heart, and fell into silence.
But they are like soldiers lined up in order, ready to go to war at any time and drink the devil's blood again!
Although I am indifferent, in times of crisis in the mainland, I still have to fight bravely!
Live up to what you have learned in this life!
Fang Che calmed down and said softly: "This disciple has also practiced flying knives for a period of time before. With the foundation, it shouldn't be difficult."
He had used flying knives in friendly battles with the younger generation. Although Sun Wutian didn't know it now, Fang Che also needed to patch this up.
"That's good."
Sun Wutian was playing with five or six flying knives in his hands, with a complicated and incomprehensible look in his eyes: "This time, I will use this flying knife... to turn the whole day upside down!"
"You go ahead and make arrangements. I'll take you out after noon."
Sun Wutian's voice was cold.
"Yes, disciple, resign."
"Get out."
After throwing Fang Che out, Sun Wutian himself stayed in the field for a long time.
He was fascinated by the flying knives in his hands. It was these flying knives that were whizzing around his neck...
The ordinary commoners, the simple hoe, the peaceful mountain village, the calm and sneer face...the past events are still before my eyes.
Then he looked at the place where Fang Che had been beaten by him and rolled around, and sighed.
Sun Wutian knew that it was right and normal for Fang Che to have this kind of reaction, and it should be like this for people who only follow my orthodox religion.
But when I heard that good sound, my heart was filled with anger and I threw out that slap.
I couldn't control myself at all.
It’s like the feeling of being ridiculed even though your whole family was killed while doing good deeds...
But I regretted it after the fight.
"Why……"
Sun Wutian let out a long sigh.
Sun Wutian looked at the peaceful village in the distance, let out a long sigh, and cursed with infinitely complicated emotions: "It's really... it's... it's really his Male Gobi! What a fucking life, what a weird way of heaven! This dog
Damn it! Oh..."
He knelt down and looked at the flying knife in his hand.
Sighing again and again: "I don't regret killing you... I regret killing you too, but the thing I regret most is not asking your name... You should have left your name... We are the same."
The flying knife was speechless, and the cold light flickered.
It's like a person is silently taunting: Who do you think you are? Can I be like you?
It would be the greatest humiliation for me to give my name to someone like you!
…
Fang Che went out and ran the Bingche Lingtai in his captain's room for a long time to calm down.
Then he called Ye Meng and Zhao Yinger in.
"I have a few things to arrange. I will leave for Tiandu immediately."
"The first thing is to wait for Mo Ganyun and others to come back, leave two people with high cultivation level to guard the inspection hall, ready to help at any time to eliminate the new sect of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church."
"The other five, after resting, will immediately set off to reorganize the remaining five continents."
"Ask Feng Xiangdong to go to Nirvana Martial Arts Academy and take up the post of vice-principal. And give lectures on my behalf. Anyone who encounters dishonesty will be killed without mercy."
"also……"
Fang Che talked about more than 20 things in succession, and Ye Meng and Zhao Ying'er carefully took notes and wrote them down.
"There are still nine little guys, don't be soft-hearted, just train to death for me!"
Fang Che finally glared.
"Already... practicing to death."
Night dream quietly.
"A little more dead."
"puff!"
The two girls were happy.
Zhao Ying'er went next door, and Fang Che pulled Ye Meng aside and secretly gave her two Qiongxiao flowers.
"What is this?"
"Eternal youth, the everlasting Qiongxiao flower."
"ah!!!!"
Ye Meng almost screamed, but Fang Che covered her mouth.
"One, take the fruit and eat it, and you can... go back, adjust your state, and feel the most beautiful when you are... eat it, and then you can stay in the most beautiful state forever and ever... understand?"
"I understand. Hee hee... hehe hehe..."
Ye Meng was already dazed with joy, her little head was nodding rapidly, and her eyes were filled with dreams.
A small hand firmly grasped the jade containing the Qiongxiao flower.
It's like taking hold of your own life.
"Stop it, look at your mouth that's about to burst."
Fang Che rubbed somewhere, then rubbed it again, and then pinched it. Only then did Ye Meng wake up from his dream, his face flushed with anger.
Then……
"One is enough, why give me two?"
Ye Meng wrinkled her little nose.
"Hehe...you can give that flower to whoever you want. This is the right I give you."
Fang Che coughed.
"Sexy embryo!"
"You woman are so unreasonable! I gave you such a treasure and you actually scolded me..."
Fang Che threatened in a low voice: "When I come back, I'll beat you to death with a stick!"
"I'm afraid of you!"
Ye Meng raised her head proudly: "If you have the ability, I'll wait for you tonight, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow? I'll be waiting for you anytime within two months!"
"..."
Fang Che was furious.
This girl knew that she was leaving now and wouldn't be back for two months, yet she dared to provoke her!
With a slap on the back, Fang Che threatened: "Just wait! When I come back, I will make you unable to get out of bed for two months!"
"..."
Ye Meng suddenly turned pale.
This guy is extremely talented, but he seems to be struggling with it.
He rolled his eyes and said, "Let's talk about it when you come back..."
Then he worriedly said: "You should pay attention to safety when you go out, and be careful..."
He kept nagging for a long time.
Fang Che nodded in agreement: "You too, hurry up and practice at home. Don't be reluctant to part with the training resources I left for you. I must use them all before I come back, you know! Is it okay to be promoted to the Lord level in two months?"
Ye Meng wailed: "You think I am you, I am only the fourth level emperor now..."
"Anyway, you work hard."
Fang Che glared: "This is a task. If you fail to complete it, you will be punished."
"..."
Early noon.
Fang Che packed up everything, greeted Zhao Shanhe and others with the communication jade, and walked out of the inspection hall door with a knife each.
Soaring into the sky.
The figure disappeared.
Ye Meng and the two finally slowly returned to the room.
It just felt empty again.
Zhao Ying'er was a little listless. After waiting for three months, Fang Che came back this time and said no more than three sentences to her.
"Sister Yemeng, this back office job is too boring."
"It won't be boring when those escort cars come every day."
"That's boring... I just sit here and practice every day, just like an idler. When I was in Baiyunzhou, I could still go out to patrol the streets every day."
"It won't be boring at night."
Ye Meng smiled mysteriously: "Come to my room at night, and I will give you a gift. I will make sure you scream for a quarter of an hour."
Zhao Ying'er raised her eyebrows: "Screamed like Sister Ye Meng that night?"
Ye Meng suddenly blushed like blood, and rushed forward to suppress Zhao Ying'er: "Little Hoof, I think you are looking for a beating!"
Although Zhao Ying'er's cultivation level was much higher than Ye Meng's, she didn't dare to fight back at all. She could only kick her legs and beg for mercy: "Sister, sister, sister, I was wrong..."
"What the hell..."
"Huh, I won't give it to you anymore."
"Sister..."
"Let's see how you perform tonight."
"My order! My brother-in-law is not at home, so I will serve my sister tonight!"
"Get out of here..."
…
Fang Che left the East Lake and entered a dense forest.
There was a whooshing sound behind him, and a circle of people chased him, and they rushed straight into the forest with their heads down.
A sword light appeared.
It's like cutting the space in half.
With a pop, eighteen people were severed from the waist and abdomen, their upper and lower bodies separated, and blood spurted out.
Before he even had time to scream, he was already in despair.
Sun Wutian appeared in the air with an indifferent expression, and said impatiently: "Where did they come from so many stupid and blind things!"
Fang Che floated out.
I checked the faces of these eighteen people.
Sigh softly.
Among them, there are five people whose names I vaguely remember, and they serve among the defenders, but their families were miserably purged by themselves.
As expected, I came to take action today.
"They are all people from the southeast headquarters."
Fang Che said.
"Hehe... I thought that this kind of cannibalism and assassination only happened in the Soli Sect, and the defenders were not much better."
Sun Wutian sneered and waved his hand, and the eighteen corpses turned into powder.
Disappeared without a trace.
Fang Che watched coldly, without any fluctuation in his heart.
There might have been a little bit of regret before, but now... it's like being in the Gu God's space, looking at the corpses of the demon cult.
Experienced in the world of mortals, with a cold blade, killing people in the world, walking alone between light and darkness.
Fang Che's heart became more and more determined.
But he is also becoming more and more indifferent.
Some unnecessary emotions can no longer affect his inner being at all.
"Let's go, Patriarch."
Fang Che said calmly: "It's just a few lives."
"Just ants."
Sun Wutian smiled coldly, opened the realm, and threw Fang Che directly in: "In two days and one night, if you don't get in with the flying knife, I will skin you!"
Whoosh, tearing apart the space and disappearing instantly.
There was a blood mist in the woods, and then it slowly fell.
It looks like a network of powder in the sun.
…
Fang Tu is back.
There was an earthquake in Donghuzhou.
Fang Tu then left again.
Donghuzhou was shaken again.
Then countless people breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhao Shanhe was furious because he found that eighteen of his subordinates were missing. This matter was reported by Xiong Rushan, the leader of the war hall.
This Manggu Xiong himself was also stupid.
The families of the sixteen people under his command were reorganized by Fang Che and many people were killed. Xiong Rushan knew about this, so he has been working hard during this period.
And everyone also expressed their understanding.
But when Fang Che left the inspection hall, five of them were gone. Even their most die-hard brother was gone.
Xiong Rushan went numb on the spot and immediately came to report to Zhao Shanhe. Zhao Shanhe's face suddenly turned pale.
Organize manpower to search immediately.
And contact Fang Che.
But Fang Che couldn't contact him, and all of these eighteen people disappeared.
You can’t see people alive, you can’t see corpses even when they’re dead.
Zhao Shanhe rushed forward in one breath and was so angry that he had a headache.
Covering his head, he held a meeting and cursed loudly with a livid face.
"Fang Che is taking the blame for the sake of the world! He is really doing good things! Are you all blind?"
"The rectification of the world, the changes in the seventeen continents, the changes in the headquarters, the mountain-like wealth, the establishment of the Nirvana Martial Academy... How many things have they done? You haven't even seen it?"
"Did you only see killing your children?"
"What is it that your children do that you don't know enough about? Ah!?"
Zhao Shanhe held his head in pain, and the muscles on his face were spasming in pain, but he roared angrily: "Can we have some conscience? Can we still have some conscience?!"
…
That night.
In the night sky of Prince Fang's Mansion, Zhao Yinger's scream of surprise suddenly came out.
Ye Meng hurriedly covered her mouth.
Zhao Ying'er held the Qiongxiao flower in her hands and fainted with excitement: "Give it to me? Give it to me?"
"Of course." Ye Meng said: "I'll just use one. If you don't give me the other one, who can I give it to? Mom already has one."
Zhao Ying'er's face turned red.
Lowering his head and looking at the crystal clear Qiongxiao flowers, his whole body felt like exploding with joy.
"Let's take turns."
Ye Meng said: "I will adjust the dosage first, and then I will take it to develop the effect, and then I will protect you."
Zhao Ying'er was a little tangled and said: "I won't take it now, I'll keep it for now...I have to wait for a few more levels before I can...return to my peak appearance. At that time, I will take it again."
Night dream: "????"
"Oh, dear sister... don't worry about it." Zhao Ying'er hugged Ye Meng and said, "Anyway... this matter is very complicated. I can only promise that I will not change. You trust me!"
Ye Meng said: "In that case... that's fine."
Zhao Ying'er carefully put away the Qiongxiao Flower, her face was filled with happiness, and she suddenly kissed Ye Meng on the face: "Sister Ye Meng, I will always be grateful to you! You will be my sister for the rest of your life!"
…
Tiandu City.
On a mountain outside the city is a natural viewing pavilion.
From here, you can have an unobstructed view of the land for thousands of miles.
Transpiration and mist rise from the earth. The wind howls and the clouds and mist flow.
The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, the sun is sinking into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building.
The pavilion is already weather-beaten and looks like it has been renovated many times, but it has maintained its original appearance.
Seven people are sitting in this pavilion.
"Another year has passed."
The first person to speak was the dean of Tiandu City’s Tianren Martial Academy, Lord Tianxuan, Qin Fengyun. Then came the deputy dean, Lord Tianji, Luo Hao; the Lord of Tianquan, Jiang Shangou; the Lord of Yuheng, Mi Wenqing;
Lord Kaiyang, the clouds are in the sky; and Lord Yaoguang sitting in a wheelchair, waking up from a dream, and his daughter, Lord Menghe, who wakes up from a dream.
There is also a string of small bells on Meng Hejun's wrist.
As far as the Big Dipper is concerned, the only thing missing is the leader Tianshu Monarch.
But there is always an empty seat at the table.
There were no wine glasses, bowls or chopsticks, just empty seats.
Because if the tableware is placed, the six of them will admit that the boss is dead.
But they didn't believe that the boss was really dead anyway, so they kept their seats empty, waiting for the boss to return.
As long as the boss comes back, he can take this seat at any time.
Continue to order the six brothers to fight in the world again.
There was a slight sadness on Qin Feng Yun Qinghui's face, and he sighed softly: "When the seven of us brothers entered the world together and became sworn brothers, it was here. Afterwards, we funded the construction of the Beidou Pavilion."
"For more than five hundred years... we gather at Beidou Pavilion every year. Have you found anything?"
The brothers shook their heads in silence.
The king of heaven, Jiang Shangou, buried his head deeply.
Qin Fengyun's eyes fell on the gull on the river, which meant that he was focused on it for a long time.