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"He may not be accurate. We still have to go back and check the situation..." Bai Zhan Dao said.

"No need to check!"

Chen Gu said decisively: "Dongfang Military Advisor will never make mistakes in this kind of matter, especially in his investigation of our side. Since he said so, then this is what happened.

Something! Even if we go back to investigate, we will just follow these words to find clues, and what the Eastern Military Advisor said is a certainty."

He solemnly said to Xue Fuxiao: "This time, we owe the Eastern Military Advisor a favor, and we ask Brother Xue to convey our gratitude."

Xue Fuxiao felt refreshed, her nostrils turned upward, and she said calmly: "I will bring it to you."

After saying this, Chen Gu and Wu Xiao both looked solemn and nodded in greeting. Chen Gu went to the side to talk to Yan Nan.

This matter is really serious.

Although it is clear that Dongfang Sansan wants to let the Solipsistic Orthodox Church and the Weasel Cult have a bloody battle, the real purpose of Dongfang Sansan is to hurt both sides or even destroy both sides.

Dongfang Sansan made no attempt to conceal this point.

However, we must fight! We must follow Dongfang Sansan’s wishes.

This is a conspiracy.

Even though we know it is a trap, we must still jump as orthodox, and we must jump with all our might!

Moreover, Dongfang Sansan’s intention was that he did not want himself and others to stay in the Guardian Continent to cause trouble, and wanted to drive him and others back.

The purpose is also very obvious.

But it was also a conspiracy: we really had to go back as soon as Dongfang Sansan wanted.

It's not even too late.

Because after this analysis, they themselves also felt that they and others had to go back. The original plan of 'immediately venting their anger for Duan Xiyang's revenge' was obviously not feasible now.

The matter is too involved, and it will be even worse if we really fall into the scheme of the Weasel Cult and Tiangong Underworld again here.

After such a trip, I had nothing to do, so I had to go back quickly, and then there were enemies like the Weasel Sect, the God of the Faceless Tower in the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld...

But this is exactly the truth.

Everything is under Dongfang Sansan's plan, and he uses conspiracy to make himself and others have to fight, fight, go back, and be on guard...

But he was following Dongfang Sansan's arrangement completely! So the one who benefited in the end must be the guardian - this is really frustrating no matter how much you think about it, but there is nothing you can do about it.

Chen Gu's face was so dark that he couldn't see anymore. He really felt what Yan Nan said about the feeling of facing Dongfang Sansan: covered with nets!

If the other party wants you to do it, you have to do it. If they want you to lift your feet, you have to lift them. If they want you to push up your penis, you have to push it out...

Grass!

It’s so uncomfortable!

When things have reached this point, Xue Fuxiao's mission has been fully completed. But of course he will not leave.

He also wants to eat the food cooked by Madman's Halberd.

Although Chen Gu forced him to get the wine, he just took it, wasn't it just a few jars of wine?

Duan Xiyang frowned, as if he was enduring something. Finally he took a long breath and turned to ask Wu Xiao: "Since Bi Changhong is here, why didn't he show up?"

"How did you know he was coming?"

Wu Xiao was surprised.

"I just know."

Duan Xiyang smiled faintly: "Let him come out and have a meal together. It doesn't matter. He is not someone who watches my excitement and gloats. Although I will beat him in the future, since he is here... don't hide away.

Already."

Wu Xiao smiled bitterly: "I really don't understand you two... ugh."

Sent a message to Bi Changhong.

Not long after.

Bi Changhong flew over like a sky-shattering rainbow, landed on the ground, and said with a lively voice: "Old Duan, can you still make a rainbow like me now?"

The sunset is like black coal.

Just one word made Duan Xiyang suddenly regret letting him come over.

He said with a black face: "I can't do it. But I can still shoot you through a hole. Do you believe it?"

Bi Changhong was startled: "I was just kidding... Look at your anxious face... Oh, Lao Xue is here too."

So he warmly exchanged greetings with Xue Fuxiao to resolve the embarrassment.

Xue Fuxiao did not give face: "Am I familiar with you?"

Bi Changhong then kicked Madman Ji in the butt: "Hurry up when cooking! Damn it, why aren't you so slow when cooking for your wife? You look down on Duan Xiyang and Xue Fuxiao!"

Madman's Halberd: "..."

Damn, what's wrong with me today?

I am the fourth in the cloud weapon spectrum. Not only do I have to work as a laborer today, but I also get kicked and beaten!

Dare to be angry but not dare to say anything: "It's almost done... It'll be fine after we finish it, right? I have to go back and cook for my wife..."

"You have to serve us well first!"

Everyone shouted angrily together.

"..."

The madman's halberd swallowed his anger, moved quickly, and had evil thoughts in his heart. He really wanted to spit out some snot from his nose...

But I mustered up the courage seventy or eighty times, but in the end I didn't dare.

If he really wants to do that, Madman Halberd can guarantee that not even his comrades from the Only Self Orthodox Church will let him leave the top of the mountain alive.

Finally, there is a large table of dishes, all delicious, delicious and delicious.

Xue Fuxiao took out the wine angrily.

"Come, drink."

After patting open the mud seal, Chen Gu kicked the wine jar down the mountain: "Lao Xue, I really despise you... Forget it, just drink mine. Your wine is not worthy of this.

vegetable!"

Xue Fuxiao wasn't angry either, and just followed the good example: "Okay, then I'll drink from you."

"Sure enough, the people who follow Dongfang Sansan are very evil-minded and evil!"

Wu Xiao cursed.

He was actually praised for his thoughtfulness... Xue Fuxiao happily started drinking.

All the food and drinks were free of charge, and he was constantly praised for being clever, cunning, scheming, and taking advantage of others...

Xue Fuxiao had a really satisfying meal.

Never felt so good.

During this time, following Sansan every day, I almost thought I was a real fool...

After finishing.

Chen Gu solemnly said to Xue Fuxiao: "We will go back immediately."

"Bon Voyage."

Xue Fuxiao sincerely congratulates you.

Because this is also one of Dongfang Sansan’s goals: What are these six super demons doing here in the Guardian Continent?

Xue Fuxiao, who was full of wine and food, watched the six big demons disappear into the sky where they went back to the Only One Orthodox Church.

Feeling great.

"What does it mean to subjugate the enemy without fighting? This is it!"

"My scheming is truly unfathomable!"

Feeling very happy, Xue Fuxiao headed all the way towards Donghuzhou.

He was going to find Fang Che to complete the second mission of this trip.

If Fang Che hasn't come back yet, Xue Fuxiao doesn't mind traveling thousands of miles to greet him on his way back from the war zone.



Fang Che returned all the way, feeling very excited.

He's not in a hurry.

But...I can't be anxious.

He is still swollen all over.

Just after leaving the desert, Fang Yunzheng, who was waiting here, was caught and brought into the field.

That was a brutal beating in the dark!

While scolding and beating him, Fang Che finally felt that he was a child with a father.

In addition to not being slapped in the face or head, for such a high level of cultivation, my whole body was swollen several times, especially my buttocks and thighs, which were bulging out so thickly that my loose martial arts pants were stretched.

Tight.

Fortunately, this set of clothes was given by Yan Beihan and the quality is very good. Otherwise, it would be really swollen and torn.

Fang Yunzheng is indeed a peerless master, and the intensity with which he beat his son is unbelievable: it makes your body swell like a ball, but it does not affect any movement.

There is even swelling all over the body, but there is no bleeding.

Anyway, the beating gave me a transparent feeling.

And since I was beaten, I have been released for two hours. I have continued to exercise and take medicine, and the swelling has not subsided at all. To ordinary people, this is a normal skin color...

In this situation, how can Fang Che walk fast?

Fang Yunzheng had already returned from the fight, but Fang Che was still staggering on the road.

"I am also a mainland hero after all..."

Fang Che was very angry: "Isn't it great to be a father? When you get old..."

I sighed as I thought about it.

When Fang Yunzheng gets old...it's really slim.

I guess I would have forgotten about it by then...

I found a forest, leaned against a big tree, took out dry food, drank some water, took a rest, and sighed.

I have never seen a hero who is so unpopular.

The snow held a flute and passed over Donghuzhou like a stream of light. Divine consciousness enveloped the whole city, and no trace of Fang Che was found.

So we headed north.

It flew hundreds of miles above Fang Che's head, then felt something was wrong and flew back quickly.

With a swipe, he landed in front of Fang Che. Looking at the swollen and transparent Fang Che, his eyes widened: "Hero Fang?"

"Don't……"

Fang Che shyly pulled up his cloak to cover his ball-like body: "Master Xue is well... don't call me that. Have you ever seen such a miserable hero?"

Xue Fuxiao resisted the urge to burst into laughter and said with a wonderful face: "Is this... being beaten?"

"The way you look at me, it can't be that I'm being praised, right?"

"Who beat him?"

"Don't mention it." Fang Che said, "Anyway... it's unlucky."

"The guy who beat you up is pretty cool."

Xue Fuxiao sighed in admiration, and circled around Fang Che, exclaiming: "This control of strength is the pinnacle!"

"It's really awesome. My luck is of no use at all and I can't get rid of it."

Fang Che was very sad.

The meaning in the words is obvious: Are you always here to help me?

"This is nothing."

Xue Fuxiao laughed, then put Fang Che into the field and started to relieve Fang Che's swelling.

Xue Fuxiao's action was indeed no small matter.

It only took a while for Fang Che's body to fully recover.

He regained his handsome and handsome appearance.

I feel refreshed and even my spirit feels uplifted.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Xue Fuxiao asked with concern.

"It's better. It's better than ever."

Fang Che said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Xue."

There was a burst of pride in my heart, Dad, you didn't expect it, did you? I recovered so quickly! Gagaaaaaa...

"You're welcome."

Xue Fuxiao laughed ferociously and rolled up her sleeves: "Now that you're done, it's my turn!"

Bang bang bang bang...

This time he was hit even in the face and head!

Fang Che was immediately stunned.

Controlled by Xue Fuxiao's spiritual energy, he couldn't even run away, so he could only stand up and be beaten.

"Sir Snow!"

Fang Che was extremely sad and angry: "What...are you doing...ah! It hurts..."

Xue Fuxiao's fists were like meteors and her feet were like lightning, her eyes were shining with excitement, and she said apologetically: "I can't help it, don't blame me, I'm just following orders!"

Bang bang bang...

Fang Che's whole body was visibly swollen again as before.

And it was extremely swollen.

This time, the head, face, and even the roots of the teeth were evenly swollen. Even the soles of the feet were swollen by three inches.

Fang Che, who was originally 1.87 meters tall and tall, was beaten by Xue Fuxiao and turned into a giant.

He can even compare with Mo Ganyun.

"Is this how you treat heroes?"

"I have made a contribution after all!"

"I have made a contribution to the mainland!"

Fang Che was extremely sad and angry.

Xue Fuxiao stroked it carefully, and finally stopped, looking at the tall, mighty, strong and burly Fang Che, and was very satisfied.

This guy is so swollen that even his eyebrows are so clear one by one.

"Have a good rest."

The snow holds the flute path.

"How do I rest?"

Fang Che said angrily: "My whole body is like a blister now. If a piece of dogtail gets into the sweat pore, it will spurt out all over my body. How can I rest?"

"Nonsense!"

Xue Fuxiao frowned and said, "I know what to do, and your internal organs are not swollen!"

Fang Che: "..."

Xue Fuxiao said: "If you want to try it, I can swell your internal organs to make you feel it."

"Forget it, forget it."

Fang Che was startled: "Thank you, Master Xue, for showing mercy."

"I didn't leave any strength inside this time, you can recover on your own." Xue Fuxiao closed her eyes and rested.

It would be easier if there is no spiritual energy left.

Fang Che quickly recovered the Infinite Sutra. It wasn't that he didn't want to take elixirs to recover, but that he now... didn't even have a low-level healing elixir in his body.

All resources were completely consumed in those one hundred hours!

The high-level elixirs originally used by the Guardians and the Solipsistic Sect to save lives, plus those confiscated, sent by Yan Beihan, and rewarded by the Raising Gu to Become a God plan...

Not a single one is left!

Clean, clean.

After exercising for several weeks, the swelling all over my body disappeared visibly.

"Recovered?"

"Recovered."

"Then do it again!"

"ah?!……"

"Bang bang bang..."

Fang Che transformed into a giant again, his eyes about to burst: "Master Xue, isn't this too bullying?"

"I can't help it. I'm just following orders. Don't worry, if you do this seven more times, it will be over."

"I won't recover."

Fang Che sat down on the ground, then jumped up with his butt in his hands, his face twitched and his facial features shifted.

The swelling on my butt hurts terribly when it comes into contact with the soft grass.

"Hiss... so cruel..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't recover."

Xue Fuxiao said: "I'm here to restore your health. Anyway, you can't live without these nine and a half dead!"

Fang Che said desperately: "...Master Xue, Master Jiu didn't even look at it, so there's no need to be so serious, right?"

Xue Fuxiao shook her head: "That's not possible. When you are a person and do things, you must be serious, strict, and meticulous."

So Xue Fuxiao beat Fang Che nine times meticulously.

Xue Fuxiao, who was playing straight away, felt refreshed, cheerful, and in an extremely happy mood.

"How dare you create a shit king for my Xue family!"

"Labour and management can't kill you, you little bastard!"

"How dare you talk back when I hit you!"

"I can't help myself..."

"Hahaha, it's so cool..."

"..."

Fang Che has already accepted his fate.

Gritting his teeth and getting beaten.

Anyway, I only have more than a hundred kilograms, you can toss it however you like.

You keep obeying orders, but look at that grin on your lips! Your excited expression makes me worried when I see it. Your lips are almost grinning like a solipsistic person...

Finally, Jiudun is completed!

Fang Che transformed into a giant again, but this time Xue Fuxiao did not recover for him.

"Just do your own luck."

Xue Fuxiao said amiably: "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. You can just settle the accounts with your Lord Ninth in the future."

Fang Che chuckled, lying on the ground with his eyes closed, silent and pretending to be dead.

What should I do with Master Jiu?

I can't count him.

But if I reach the level of cultivation in the future, I will definitely beat you Xue Fuxiao!

Just wait.

"What are you doing if you don't hurry up and recover? The muscles and veins are swelling and disappearing, and every time, the power of the great road rushes into the muscles and bones. What an opportunity is this for you? Do you really think that we have nothing to do and beat you to vent your anger?

?”

Xue Fuxiao said angrily: "If you keep holding on like this, I'll make you incontinent and become the second shit king, believe it or not!"

"Believe, believe!"

Fang Che quickly stopped acting and started practicing his martial arts.

I really feel the benefits.

This benefit comes from the inside out. The bones and tendons are much more resistant to impact, and when viewed from the inside, the bones seem to have more enamel.

Fang Che snorted.

There are benefits, I've known about it for a long time. But this benefit... I can also achieve it through my own cultivation in the future.

So if these ten beatings this time were not for venting anger, I would not believe him even if he was beaten to death!

After half an hour, it finally returned to normal.

He stood up obediently and asked, "What are your orders from Master Xue on this trip?"

"Instructions?"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't have any instructions."

Fang Che tried it out in one sentence: This guy really came here just to beat me!

He rolled his eyes and said, "Master Xue, I don't have a single pill in my body!"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned again and said: "Then I'll give you some? But I don't have such a low-level one..."

"The high-level ones are also good."

After being beaten so badly, Fang Che felt that he couldn't help himself even if he didn't want to do anything good.

What happened to the high-end ones? I can’t use them now, I’ll save them for later!

Xue Fuxiao felt a little pain in her body: "Those are the pills I used... At least a saint can take them... You are not qualified to take them now..."

"I won't eat it. I'll keep it!"

Fang Che said.

"..."

Xue Fuxiao tentatively asked: "Then I will go back and talk to your Master Jiu, and then send someone to bring you something you need at your level?"

"Okay. Then leave me a few bottles of yours first, and then have them delivered."

Fang Che is watertight.

"How many more bottles do you want?"

Xue Fuxiao was furious: "I only have two bottles in total!"

"Then two bottles."

"..."

Xue Fuxiao was speechless at this guy's shamelessness.

He took out two bottles of elixirs, threw one to Fang Che, and said angrily: "Don't eat randomly, you will explode if you eat one! People are different, and their ranks are different.

You know the principle of my good medicine is my arsenic.”

"Thank you, Master Snow."

Fang Che took a bottle and looked at it, oh, ten pills.

Much more than expected.

Satisfied.

"What else do you want?" Xue Fuxiao felt a little unhappy that she had been robbed.

Fang Che coughed and said, "Actually, I would like to ask you about cloud weapon records."

Xue Fuxiao suddenly looked at him with admiration, squinted his eyes, and said with a strange tone: "You want to break through the cloud weapon spectrum? Is it you? The sixth grade of the honorable level? Tsk, what a high level of cultivation!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Fang Che coughed in embarrassment: "Actually, I'm just asking. What is the minimum standard for inclusion in the cloud weapon spectrum..."

"You're still far away."

Xue Fuxiao said calmly: "According to the conventional calculation of the weapon spectrum in the cloud, it can be ranked among the top one thousand, and the lowest rank is the Holy Emperor."

"Holy Emperor!"

Fang Che was stunned: "The standard is so high?"

"Of course. It is said that there are one thousand people on the Cloud Weapons Chart, but in fact it is only nine hundred and ninety-nine. The one thousandth person is the gatekeeper, not the real master of the Cloud Weapons Chart."

The snow holds the flute path.

"Why is this?"

Fang Che was puzzled: "My name is in the top one thousand, why is it not counted?"

"Because he has no winning record in the cloud weapon record. So it doesn't count."

"Why?"

"Huh, no reason. This is the strictness of the cloud weapon spectrum. Only by defeating the previous masters in the cloud weapon spectrum can you truly become a person in the cloud."

The snow holds the flute path.

Fang Che was a little puzzled: "Only the Holy Emperor can enter, but the thousandth one doesn't count...it's really hard to understand."

"Moreover, there are many masters who are geniuses of the ninth level of the Holy Emperor or above. They are piled up at the entrance. One thousand people cannot enter in front of them."

Xue Fuxiao sneered: "With your current cultivation level, the sixth level, your combat power is much higher than the standard, but if you want to enter the clouds... save it. I suggest you go home and dream..."

"Ahem... there's no point in taking a humble position."

Fang Che scratched his head and said: "The lowest Holy Emperor, how can I dare to think about my humble position now? I'm just asking... There are no exceptions? For example, if your cultivation level is not that of the Holy Emperor, you jump into the battle?"

"have!"

When talking about this topic, Xue Fuxiao also became serious: "It really does!"

"Really?"

Fang Che's eyes lit up.

"Well, there are a few geniuses like you who can fight beyond the level. Very few!"

Xue Fuxiao sighed and said: "At first, one child was born in the Xue family, one was born in the Feng family, but there was no child in the Yu family; one child was born in the Jing family, but only my orthodox family, the Feng family, the Bi family, the Chen family, etc., all had children."

"It's quite a lot." Fang Che muttered.

"In more than 10,000 years, there have been less than twenty such people!" Xue Fuxiao asked: "Are there many?"

"There are less than twenty of them out of tens of trillions of people." Xue Fuxiao's eyes flashed and he said a number that made Fang Che stunned.

"Tens of trillions...isn't this too much?"

Fang Che was startled and said in confusion: "There are only more than 100 billion people in the world today, right? Where do the tens of trillions come from?"

"Do you understand so well?" Xue Fuxiao asked.

"yes."

"You don't count the people who have lived and died in ten thousand years?"

Xue Fuxiao lectured: "That has to be counted! Because of the cloud weapon list, no matter how the creatures in the world are born and die, many people on this list have always existed."

"The same goes for these geniuses who can fight across different levels. So how can you calculate this ratio using the 100 billion living people currently in the world?"

Fang Che nodded: "I didn't think carefully."

He was somewhat silent.

Calculated using a span of ten thousand years, it’s really not much. Tens of trillions, maybe it’s conservative...

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