"Master Xue, can you tell us about these geniuses who have leapfrogged into the cloud weapon spectrum?"
Fang Che was very interested in this.
After all, he himself can fight beyond the level. If others can advance, he can also advance. After all, there is a precedent.
And Xue Fuxiao's purpose was also this, because he knew very well that Fang Che was the same as those people, or even a little stronger than those people. This would not be possible without explaining it clearly.
What if this guy's cultivation reaches a few more levels and he really tries to challenge it, it will be bad.
"They are all pretty much the same. I'll just give you an example from our Xue family."
Xue Fuxiao sighed deeply: "That is a descendant of my Xue family, named Xueluo. Xueluo has been amazingly talented since he was a child. When he was at the seventh level of the Venerable level, he could already kill the sixth level Saint King head-on!"
"Kill enemies beyond level 20!"
"His level of genius is no less than yours."
Xue Fuxiao said: "You have to pay attention, it is a 'frontal' killing!"
Fang Che nodded silently.
Yes, I am currently at the sixth level of Venerable, but there are not many masters who can kill their opponents at the Holy King level head-on. Bi Fangzheng is one of them.
But Bi Fangzheng is only at the fifth level of Saint King.
The other Holy Kings are basically fighting together with Langya and others. Although he is not desperate. But one thing is for sure: for example, Bi Fangdong, a ninth-level fighter, cannot fight head-on.
The key lies in the word "front".
"When Xueluo Saint is at the sixth level, he can already fight against the Holy Emperor at the second level."
The snow holds the flute path.
"Why have you regressed?" Fang Che asked in confusion.
"Regress? Haha, you will know when you come into contact with the real genius Holy Emperor."
Xue Fuxiao sneered.
"Xueluo Saint, ninth grade, started to reach the cloud weapon list, and was defeated in three battles."
Xue Fuxiao said: "I was determined to attack the realm of the Holy King. When I was at the second level of the Holy King, I launched another attack and successfully entered the top one thousand in the cloud weapon chart. As my cultivation level increased, my ranking in the weapon chart rose steadily."
"When I was at the seventh level of the Holy King, I rushed to the cloud to have 801 weapons."
"At that time, I strictly ordered him to stop and not to rush forward until he reaches the Holy Emperor. Because if he rushes forward again, the possibility of death is as high as 99%."
"Xueluo returned home to practice cultivation. Many years later, he broke through to the ninth level of the Holy King and hit the cloud weapon spectrum again. He was beheaded! His soul was broken and his spirit disappeared on the spot, and he was wiped out in ashes."
Xue Fuxiao let out a long sigh.
Fang Che also suddenly felt uncomfortable.
From what Xue Fuxiao said, we can feel what a genius this Xueluo is!
Even Fang Che himself felt that Xueluo's level of genius was not inferior to his own.
But it's such a pity that it ended like this.
and……
"Isn't this right, Master Xue? When he was the seventh-grade Saint King, he reached 801. The ninth-grade Saint King once again attacked the 800 but was killed? Isn't the gap between the 801 and 800 too big?"
Fang Che asked with his eyes widened.
Because in his opinion, this is not what it should be.
This kind of peerless genius of the seventh-grade Saint King was promoted to the ninth-grade Saint King. His combat power more than doubled? He was only separated by one rank, but he could be killed like this?
"In the cloud weapon spectrum, every hundred is a huge leap in combat power. If you understand this, you will understand it. If you don't, it will be useless."
Xue Fuxiao said: "Nine hundred, eight hundred, seven hundred, six hundred... Each such progressive gatekeeper is at the bottom of this level, but is far higher than the next level."
"That's it." Fang Che sighed.
"So once the impact of the cloud weapon spectrum reaches such a node, no matter who it is, they will stop and practice. If they enter the top 100, then every tenth place will be such a leap. When it reaches the top ten...
It’s even more unimaginable.”
The snow holds the flute path.
"Since the Holy Emperor is strictly prohibited from leaving until Xueluo falls, why..." Fang Che was puzzled.
"At that point, there are too many reasons to force you to charge, and the opponent has countless ways to force you to charge. It's not even just the enemy... Who knows how many pitfalls there are in this world?"
Xue Fuxiao sneered: "Some pitfalls even belong to parents and relatives. They have no malicious intent, but sometimes an unintentional word or an unintentional thing can have this effect."
"Humans always have to live in human groups."
"Geniuses are destroyed by arrogance. Fang Che, you must remember this sentence."
Xue Fuxiao said sincerely: "The reason why I tell you so much detail today is because you don't want to follow their old path. You must keep these four words in mind. These four words can only
It destroys people, but it does not make them successful!"
"I understand. What about the other geniuses who leapfrogged beyond Xueluo?"
Fang Che asked.
"They are all dead too. No one is left!"
Xue Fuxiao said calmly.
"All dead!?" Fang Che's eyes suddenly widened to their maximum size.
Such a super genius is actually... dead? Without protection?
Xue Fuxiao knew what Fang Che was thinking as soon as she looked at him, but she still sighed helplessly: "It is difficult for such a genius to survive. Even protecting Fang Che is useless."
"If such a genius is protected too closely, it will be detrimental to his growth. You know that a warrior must advance in the fight. But if the protection is not very strict, the possibility of being killed is too high. In the blink of an eye,
Kung Fu is just a ball of meat sauce."
Fang Che looked stunned: "What a pity! What a pity!"
Xue Fuxiao said indifferently: "Our people were killed by the people of the Only Self Orthodox Church, and the people of the Only Self Orthodox Church were killed by us. Because such people are too dangerous, neither side allows the other party to have such people alive."
"Because everyone understands that as long as such a person grows up, he can reach the top ten, win the first place, become a giant, and suppress the world for tens of thousands of years!"
"And these seven words of suppressing the world for tens of thousands of years are the cause of their death. Neither side will allow the other side to have such a new giant! That is a huge pressure that neither side can bear!"
Xue Fuxiao said: "Only my orthodox religion has countless ways to prevent our geniuses from dying young, and you, the Ninth Master, have more of these ways."
Fang Che was speechless.
Although the topic is very serious, I still couldn't help but laugh when I heard the words "This way, you Jiuye will be more likely to do it".
"This is the principle of the tree that is beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy it."
"These people are all people who can rush to the cloud weapon list when they are Saint Kings. Without exception, they all rushed up, but also without exception, they all fell."
"That's why in the cloud weapon catalog, there is a saying that it will stop under the Holy Emperor!"
Xue Fuxiao sighed.
"This cloud weapon spectrum...can't it be done without clashing?" This is what Fang Che is most confused about: "Is it so necessary to clash?"
"The question you asked is a question that everyone is confused about."
Xue Fuxiao smiled: "If you really say that you don't want to rush, then why do you, Lord Nine, use this list to control the world?"
Fang Che was confused: "What do you mean?"
"When you reach the level of cultivation, you will know that two people who are both at the first level of the Holy Lord have similar cultivation and combat power, and their attack methods are basically the same. But if the two of them fight, the one who is not in the cloud weapon list will definitely
Defeat without a doubt! Or even be killed instantly!"
Xue Fuxiao said: "Because the weapon chart in the cloud was originally formulated by Fengyun Qi with the power of God. If you are in the weapon chart in the cloud, every step forward and victory will increase your understanding of the great path!"
"As for this Dao comprehension, it is difficult for people who are not on the cloud weapon list to understand it. Or they can also access it, but those on the list only need to defeat the previous opponent to understand it. Those who are not on the list need to
We won’t be able to come into contact with it for many years, even thousands of years, or even a lifetime.”
"The further you go, the deeper your understanding becomes. The more you understand about martial arts, the great road, and the way of heaven."
"Martial artist, one is fame, and the other is profit. What is the profit here? It is this! As long as you still pursue martial arts, you cannot refuse the temptation of the cloud list."
"The more you pursue martial arts and the more enthusiastic you are, the harder it is to resist. In other words, the more talented you are, the more you have to climb the rankings!"
"This is the real power and temptation of the rules of the cloud weapon spectrum. People who are not on the list will not get it at all. After getting the benefits, those on the list will treat their peers who are not on the list like ants. They will rarely be able to explain it.
.”
"Only the descendants of the heritage family and the descendants of the predecessors can know it from a very early age."
Xue Fuxiao said in a deep voice: "For example, Martial Arts Heaven, Gu Changhan, and the ancestral elders of the World Outer Mountain Sect, if they talk about combat power and cultivation, almost everyone can be on par with Rui Qianshan, and some even have
I am higher than Rui Qianshan, but if they really fight to the death, no one will be Rui Qianshan’s opponent!"
"For these people, if we just compete with each other, Rui Qianshan is on par with each of them, but if it is a life and death fight, Rui Qianshan can even kill most of them in an instant!"
"No matter in normal sparring, you can perform tens of thousands of moves, for days and nights."
"It only takes one sword to kill some of them!"
"This is the power of being in the cloud. You have to deeply understand the word cloud."
Xue Fuxiao said solemnly: "My body is in the clouds, and my heart is in the clouds. If you don't see the weapons catalog in the clouds, it's hard to understand the feeling of looking at the masters of the same level who are not in the clouds with the eyes of the immortals in the clouds, as if they are ants underground."
"Understood."
Fang Che had truly solved the biggest mystery in his heart. Because in his heart, he had never understood why the cloud weapon spectrum was so deified.
I don’t feel anything. It’s just a false reputation. Why don’t you want it? Do you have to compete for the rankings and die? Isn’t this stupid?
It’s easy to control the mental impulse of ‘to rush or not to rush’, right?
How could it shock the world for thousands of years?
Now I finally understand.
"There are other benefits here, but you need to experience them yourself. It's hard to describe them." Xue Fuxiao smiled: "The reason why I tell you so much is because you will definitely be in the clouds in the future.
Master of weapons! If you want to advance quickly in martial arts, you must reach the top!"
"So let me tell you in advance, you have to remember that even if you have the combat power of one thousand before entering the cloud, don't rush. At the very least, you have to accumulate yourself until both parties think the rules allow it."
"Otherwise, you will inevitably perish in the challenge like those geniuses before you."
Xue Fuxiao took a heavy breath, looked into Fang Che's eyes, and said word by word: "Don't think that you are a treasure now with the Guardians, and you are also a treasure with the Only Self Orthodox Church, and you will not be able to challenge it.
People dare to kill you. If you have such thoughts, you might as well just find a place and commit suicide."
This is the most important thing Xue Fuxiao said to Fang Che this time.
This is also the most important sentence that Dongfang Sansan strictly warned to bring!
Be confident!
No!
"I understand!"
Fang Che was really excited. These words broke some of the illusions in his heart.
But thinking that he was still far away from the cloud weapon catalog, Fang Che also calmed down.
It seems that we still need to improve our combat capabilities!
One day, I am going to see how wonderful the scenery above the clouds is!
After Xue Fuxiao said this long speech, the purpose of coming this time was completely achieved.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and cursed: "Explaining this kind of thing is really tiring, you bastard, do you have anything else to do?"
"Yes! There are really other things that I need Master Xue's help with."
How could Fang Che be fine? It was rare to have free labor in front of him. How could this be done without a moment's notice?
So he took out a space ring again: "Master Xue, this ring was snatched from the Wang family of the Only One Orthodox Church. It is a bloodline ring. I can't open it."
Although he once took out this ring to show off in front of Feng Dao in the secret realm, it actually couldn't be opened.
But just the space ring itself has already shaken the wind knife to pieces, so there is no need to open it.
Moreover, the space inside the ring was huge. If it were opened, Fang Che would not be able to put anything in it at that time.
"Only I teach the Wang family's bloodline ring?"
Xue Fuxiao was immediately amazed: "You kid even snatched this? Let me see."
He grabbed it in his hand, looked it up and down, then wrapped it around it with his spiritual thoughts, and said calmly: "This ancestor of the Wang family has such a little cultivation, but he actually has the nerve to make a bloodline ring. Look at me wiping it off!"
A light golden and blood-pink light suddenly appeared on his hand.
Grab the ring.
There was a flash of light.
Then run a finger over the ring ring with the pad of your finger.
Touched around.
As the fingers smeared over it, a faint streak of blood slowly rose up. Xue Fuxiao grabbed it in his hand, squeezed it hard, and with a soft pop sound, it turned into air and disappeared.
After completing a circle, Xue Fuxiao tossed the ring in his hand and checked the memory space. He was shocked: "So big!?"
"Thank you, Master Xue." Fang Che quickly grabbed it.
I'm afraid that Xue Fuxiao will become interested in wealth.
This action stunned Xue Fuxiao, and she twisted her face and glared at Fang Che: "...Do you think I will cheat you with this ring?"
"I don't dare to think so in my humble position. Moreover, Lord Xue is a master in the clouds, and he will definitely look down on such small rings."
Fang Che quickly apologized and smiled.
"I like it!"
Xue Fuxiao stared.
"But this is mine..."
Fang Che said: "Bizhi thought that Master Xue, with his senior demeanor and No. 1 in the clouds, could help Bizhi fill up this ring..."
"Hehehe... fill it up..."
Xue Fuxiao sneered.
Then he grabbed Fang Che by the collar and threw him out.
"I'm going to fill it up for you...I'm not even satisfied with my own...you little bastard, you can only get in but not out, a villain's heart can judge a gentleman's belly! Why the hell is this space so big...don't give it to me
…”
call out!
Xue helped Xiao go away.
Until after walking thousands of miles, Xue Fuxiao was driving at high speed, and she vaguely felt: I seem to have forgotten something?
But when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't remember it. I shook my head and continued flying towards the headquarters.
The corpse of the Divine Weasel Cult must be sent back to San San as soon as possible.
Fang Che was thrown out and happened to sit under the tree where he had just been sitting. He rolled up and murmured: "Who are these people!"
I remembered what Xue Fuxiao said about the weapons catalog in the cloud, and then thought about my father. It seemed that his father was not in the weapons catalog in the cloud either.
But my dad blows the clouds and mountains into a cloud of fog and dust every day...
What is the combat power?
So he took out the communication jade and sent a message to Fang Yunzheng: "Dad, I was beaten!"
Fang Yunzheng was furious: "Who? Who dares to beat my son?"
"Xue Fuxiao."
Fang Che complained: "Just like you beat me, he beat me nine times! After the swelling went away, he beat me again, nine times!"
Fang Yunzheng was furious: "Why should he, the ancestor of a shit king, beat my son!"
"That's right!" Fang Che said, "Why did he hit me? Father, help me fight him back."
Fang Yunzheng was silent for a moment and said: "Wait a little longer, I still can't beat you now..."
Fang Che: "..."
Fang Yunzheng hurriedly changed his words: "The time is not right now. I will be exposed if I take action. When you can be upright, I will hit him."
Fang Che: "Haha... My son has resigned. Sure enough, you have to rely on yourself for everything. Hey, as the old saying goes, it is better to rely on yourself than rely on your ancestors and parents."
"My son was beaten, but the father can still say that I can't beat him..."
"Oh……"
Fang Che cuts off communication.
Fang Yunzheng was so angry that smoke was coming out all over his body.
What a shame!
He yelled and immediately sent a message to Dongfang Sansan: "Is Xue Fuxiao sick? Why does he beat my son?"
Dongfang Sansan asked in confusion: "Where do you start talking about this?"
"Archer told me just now..."
Fang Yunzheng said angrily: "Why did he beat my son?"
"That's right, why did he hit your son!? Why did Xue Fuxiao hit Archer!?"
Dongfang Sansan also seemed to be very angry and said: "It's really infuriating. Was the child beaten seriously? It doesn't matter, right?"
"It's serious but not serious... I haven't been beaten to death yet."
Fang Yunzheng said angrily: "He beat my son without telling me the problem? Who does he look down on?"
"I guess he just looks down on you."
Dongfang Sansan said: "Don't worry, when I find a chance, you can ask him personally."
"Then it's hard work, brother. You must arrange it for me." Fang Yunzheng said.
"No problem, I'll take care of it. But for the time being, Archer's safety is a problem... you know, so you need to wait for the opportunity."
"It's okay, I'm just waiting. Tell me when it's convenient and I'll kill him!"
Fang Yun was full of murderous intent.
"Okay, then you wait for my news. Beating your son is equivalent to beating my son, and I am also very angry. How are you doing over there? Is anyone else in contact with you?"
"Not yet."
"It's okay then... say hello to my siblings."
"……good."
Communication is cut off.
Dongfang Sansan stretched himself.
"Hey, it's so fun to provoke others every day... Xue Hanhan and Lao Liu... they don't like each other. But having said that, it would be great if Lao Liu can defeat Xiaoxue."
As he spoke, Dongfang Sansan sighed.
This is just a beautiful fantasy after all.
Fang Laoliu is definitely not weak, but he is not good enough to defeat Xue Fuxiao. What's more, he has been in a coma for three thousand years? He has not made any progress in three thousand years.
Dongfang Sansan estimated that if Lao Liu's combat power was fully restored now, taking into account three thousand years of lagging behind, his combat power should be about the same as that of the Hundred Battle Sword, right?
Fang Yunzheng on the road was indignant.
Dare Xue Fuxiao hit my son?
And he was hit so hard.
Calculating the combat power, I sighed, I really shouldn't be able to do it now. My ability to escape is probably the best in the world. Zheng Yuandong may not be able to keep me even if he takes action.
But fighting head-on...
Fang Laoliu calculated his current combat power and felt that he would have no problem defeating Rui Qianshan now... right?
Playing the flute in the snow...
Fang Yunzheng thought for a while, and it might take some time to take another step forward.
I wrote down this account first.
Anyway, when the time comes, whether it is to verify my progress or vent my anger for my son, I will need to do it with Xue Fuxiao. I mean after I have defeated Rui Qianshan and Yu Tianqi.
If you can't win, you can't touch it for the time being.
It would not be fun if hitting someone turns into being beaten.
Fang Laoliu was thinking in his heart as he flew toward Bibo City like a shooting star.
Walking all the way, gnashing your teeth all the way.
I'm so angry!
My son was beaten. He was bullied directly to the gate! Xue Fuxiao, you are really nothing!
…
North gate of Donghuzhou.
Zhao Shanhe led his subordinates to hold a grand welcome ceremony here.
Welcome Captain Fang home.
This is the treatment that Fang Che deserves. A hero from the Destruction Realm is definitely worthy of such a scale. If not, others will make irresponsible remarks.
In the Guardian Continent, this is already a huge feat that ranks at the top of the list! Super continent hero!
And another little thought of Zhao Shanhe's own is...
The God of Wealth is back and we must welcome him.
The news that Fang Che is coming back has already made everyone in Donghuzhou excited.
Captain Fang has been away for several months and is back today. It is said that he performed a secret mission and made great achievements.
And he has been promoted like a meteoric rise.
A great thing, a great joy!
Ye Meng and Zhao Ying'er were also in the team, and they were both wearing bright clothes.
All the guards were wearing black uniforms, but the two women were pure white and bright red.
This is a custom. When a hero returns home, his family members will of course go out of the city to greet him, and they will share the unparalleled glory with the hero. On this day, he should wear something conspicuous so that the hero who has returned from afar can be seen at a glance.
This is the real homecoming!
Zhao Shanhe reminded him several times: "What you should do most is to let him see you two clearly as soon as he comes back. This is a return home in glory."
Of course the two of them had to dress up carefully.
Under the spotlight, Fang Che could not be embarrassed under any circumstances.
Zhao Ying'er encouraged Ye Meng to wear bride-like red, while she herself wore snow-white.
They are all excited.
He looked longingly into the distance. He only felt his heart beating loudly. After being apart for so long, Fang Che finally came back.
Countless people were watching, and many children were running around carefree.
But among the crowd, there were also some hidden glances, scanning Ye Meng and Zhao Ying'er.