Lord of the night.

Chapter 601 There is something wrong with my knife [Two in One]

Xue Fuxiao smiled happily and was about to send a message, but then found that she couldn't send it...

"...I forgot, this is still in my territory..."

Xue Fuxiao was speechless.

Seeing Xue Fuxiao so happy, Fang Che also felt much warmer in his heart and couldn't help but smile.

Is Xue Fuxiao afraid of the Blood Demon Lord? That's obviously impossible! The Blood Demon Lord can never be Xue Fuxiao's opponent.

But the problem is that Xue Fuxiao may not be able to meet the opponent. It's no problem to meet Sha Zhijue, but the Blood Demon is not a fool, won't he run away? Won't he hide?
But as long as the blood demon is not dead, he can create blood and rain wherever he goes as long as he wants.

Xue Fuxiao is making things happy for the people of the world.

That was a real relief.

"So you also have the Divine Formless Jade?"

Xue Fuxiao asked excitedly.

"Yes."

"Great!"

Xue Fuxiao clenched his fists.

Then he said, "Don't worry, just take the jade. It will automatically bind your soul. I don't want to kill you..."

Fang Che was stunned: "I'm not worried."

"I'm just afraid that you'll worry." Xue Fuxiao touched his nose.

I also feel that there is no need to explain.

Fang Che smiled secretly in his heart. For the first time, he felt that Mistress Xue actually had a lovely personality. No wonder Master Jiu valued her so much... He also wanted to have a silly man like her under his command.

After telling this matter, Fang Che felt relieved.

After all, it was handed over.

Then, he suddenly had an idea and said, "Master Xue, I have another set of sword moves here, and I would like to ask you for your guidance."

Xue Fuxiao immediately became interested: "Then you have found the right person. In the whole world, when it comes to swords, I, Xue Fuxiao, am second to none. Who dares to claim to be first?"

Fang Che then took out a knife.

"Let me show you."

He had wanted to do this for a long time.

Now Xue Fuxiao is still nominally suppressed by Duan Xiyang; Fang Che is not happy about this. On this point, he and all the warriors in the Guardian Continent have the same feeling: How can we be second?
Especially when you are knocked down from the first place, it is even more frustrating.

In addition, his perfect sword style should be an inspiration to Xue Fuxiao. Although it is not something that cannot be figured out. Because Xue Fuxiao has reached this level!

Just like Jun Lin’s gun style, he has actually mastered many perfect gun styles.

At this time, this perfect form only needs to be practiced once, and he will be able to master it immediately.

What Fang Che wanted was to give Xue Fuxiao the chance to have a flash of inspiration.

But his status and generation were too low, and if he acted rashly, he would inevitably offend others. Even if he really gained benefits, he would not feel comfortable - so he had to act with caution.

Therefore, Fang Che only practiced eighteen sword moves this time.

The most commonly used eighteen styles.

After practicing it once, he did have some questions to ask: "I got it by chance, and I feel that using the knife this way is better; but I always feel that I lack the opportunity to integrate it into the moves... and there is also the problem of integrating the momentum after integrating it into the moves. This is a big difficulty, and I have never figured it out."

This was indeed something he hadn't figured out.

"So today I dare to ask for your advice, Master Xue."

Xue Fuxiao sat opposite Fang Che like an old monk in meditation, with his eyes lowered, thinking quietly.

A full half hour passed.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Fang Che with sparkling eyes.

"Fang Che, you're...making me owe you a big favor!"

Xue Fuxiao sighed a little.

He stood up and said, "Let me show you my knife."

The scene changed and it has turned into a martial arts arena.

Xue Fuxiao stood with a knife in hand, holding the knife perfectly.

Then a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and another flash of lightning formed a cross with the previous one. The lightning remained in the air and did not dissipate.

Fang Che watched carefully.

This was the first time he saw Xue Fuxiao's love-slaying sword; he couldn't help but be amazed.

"The Love Cutting Sword Technique, a total of nine sword strikes."

Xue Fuxiao demonstrated as he spoke.

Reciting the formula in his mouth.

Fang Che clearly saw that Xue Fuxiao's sword of love was close to perfect in every strike! It was just missing a little bit... but Xue Fuxiao made up for this in other ways.

But after obtaining Fang Che's perfect sword style, Xue Fuxiao might not even need to use it for half a month before he can integrate it into the Zhanqing Sword.

By that time, the power used can be replenished to restore the power of the blade.

Don't underestimate this little bit. After mastering it and connecting it fluently, Xue Fuxiao's combat power can be increased by at least 30%! ——This is Fang Che's opinion.

"Your few strikes can double the power of my sword!"

This is Xue Fuxiao’s opinion.

"Moreover, as your cultivation becomes deeper and your understanding of swordsmanship further improves, the power will become even greater!"

Xue Fuxiao sighed: "What a good sword! What a good move! Fang Che, the Love Cutting Sword, have you memorized it?"

"I remember."

Xue Fuxiao was willing to teach, and his movements were extremely slow and his explanations were extremely detailed. He also deliberately left the effect of the sword light in the air for Fang Che to figure out. How could Fang Che miss this opportunity?

Naturally, I have already memorized it by heart.

This is Xue Fuxiao's return. And it is only a part of it; I dare not refuse the gift given by the elder.

Fang Che had no intention of being polite.

"Love-slashing Knife, do you know what it cuts?"

Xue Fuxiao said softly: "What you cut is the secular things, what you cut is the ties of the world; you even cut your own wisdom. You enter a state where there is nothing else except the sword."

“And this state needs to be stepped out of. Once you step out of this state, you will be able to make further progress.”

Xue Fuxiao smiled faintly and said, "For a long time, I was silent and dull, and I did things like a puppet... At that time, San San simply didn't want to pay attention to me, and put me in the corner every day like a piece of wood."

"Whatever needed to be done, they would just let me do it. After it was done, I would come back dumbly, still not saying a word. Then I suddenly got it, and I thought I had come out of it, but it turned out that I had taken the wrong path. Cutting off all feelings and ties was not dumbness, and entering the realm of giving up the sword and having nothing else to do was not becoming a puppet. So I delved into my cultivation again... until now, and I am almost coming out of it."

“So in the early days, San San played with another group of people. Although I was older than all of them at that time, I was just a follower.”

Xue Fuxiao's eyes were filled with memories, and he sighed softly: "...those people are so nice."

Then he said, "You can practice now, but it's best to only use sword moves and not sword intent... Hey, hey... I'm so stupid."

Xue Fuxiao suddenly became annoyed.

Fang Che was puzzled: "Why?"

"If you were to enter this realm and become a dumb puppet, I think San San would eat me..."

Xue Fuxiao regretted it infinitely: "I lost my mind just now... I actually taught you the Love Cutting Sword. Even if you don't practice it, San San will probably scold me to death just for teaching you the Love Cutting Sword!..."

Thinking of the impending thunderous curse, Xue Fuxiao couldn't help but shrink his neck.

I was also wondering, what was I thinking just now?
Why did you suddenly go crazy and teach this kid how to use the Love Sword?

But Xue Fuxiao herself knew that the gift Fang Che gave her this time was too heavy and too big. This favor was too difficult to repay.

Since he didn't have anything of equal value to compensate her, he just took out the Love Slashing Knife...

To understand is to understand.

But it is also true that Fang Che absolutely cannot practice now.

He was still undercover on both sides. If he played the role of a fool, and was practicing the sword of love...

If that happens, not only Dongfang Sansan, but even Yan Nan would probably faint from anger.

"If that's the case, I will have captured the top leaders of both sides in one fell swoop..." Xue Fuxiao murmured on a whim.

Fang Che: "..."

You are awesome! You are awesome!

But he was also alert in his heart that he only needed to keep the Love Cutting Knife for the time being. It would be enough to verify it with the Heaven Supporting Knife and the Heaven Hating Knife.

But you must never delve into the art of swordsmanship, otherwise if you really become stupid... then you're done for.

"For the time being, my Hate Heaven Sword is enough."

Fang Che comforted Xue Fuxiao.

"Well, the Love Slashing Sword can counter the Heaven Hating Sword's sword moves, so that when you use them it's not so obvious, which is a good thing."

Xue Fuxiao nodded and said, "As for the matter of fusion of power and fusion of moves you mentioned...what power are you cultivating?"

"Star power, sharp power."

Fang Che said.

"Star power is star power, there is no such thing as sharp power."

Xue Fuxiao said: "Sharp momentum exists in any kind of momentum!"

"understood."

Xue Fuxiao pondered and said, "How should I put it? You haven't cultivated enough and haven't comprehended it yet. Let me tell you this: all the moves were actually created by people. Do you understand this?"

"Understand."

"But the people who created these sword styles don't have perfect styles themselves, do you understand?"

"Understand."

"So even the most powerful moves are not perfect. But your sword style is perfect!"

"Yes."

"So your thinking is wrong. You are thinking about integrating the perfect sword style into the imperfect moves. This order itself is wrong."

"so……?"

"So you should integrate the imperfect moves into the perfect sword style. This is the right way!"

"..."

Fang Che only felt a rumbling sound in his head.

It's bright.

Like a flash of lightning, it split the chaos.

What Xue Fuxiao said seemed to be just turning a sentence around, changing "because" into "so", and "so" into "because".

It sounds ordinary, but it is the most important issue of order!
It's like a piece of window paper that was suddenly broken.

For example, how many years and how much effort do you need to study from elementary school to college? But what if you start from college and study backwards to elementary school?

Fang Che only felt a buzzing sound in his head.

"I understand!"

"It's good if you understand."

Xue Fuxiao said with relief: "When it comes to integrating moves, you have to remember one thing. If this move cannot be integrated, then it is not your perfect sword style that has a problem, but the person who created this sword technique has a problem!"

"In other words... as long as you have no problems yourself, then all problems are other people's problems!"

"understand?"

Xue Fuxiao asked. "I understand."

Fang Che said: "Yes, if one person doesn't like me, then there is something wrong with him. If a group of people don't like me, then there is something wrong with them all! If the whole world doesn't like me, then there is something wrong with this world. Anyway, there is nothing wrong with me."

"!!"

Xue Fuxiao's eyes suddenly widened and he was a little confused for a moment.

"Can this... be understood this way?"

"Isn't this what you taught me?" Fang Che asked curiously.

"I taught you? That's really what I meant by that?"

Xue Fuxiao was confused: "Didn't I teach you swordsmanship?"

"..."

Fang Che almost laughed out loud, and took a deep breath to control the laughing cough that was about to burst out.

"I was joking, but I understand what you said."

Xue Fuxiao was still confused for a while.

Then he cursed: "You kid, just take advantage of me while I am still in this state and my brain is not working well! You have no good intentions!"

Fang Che hurriedly smiled and begged for mercy.

I thought, looking at you like this... I'm afraid even if you have surpassed the realm... cough. I can't think about what to say next, what if I blurt it out?
But now that he had a direction, Fang Che felt extremely confident.

I feel like there is a ray of light ahead.

Just follow the path and you will be able to get out.

So it was natural to move on to the next topic.

"I want to talk to Master Xue this time because I have a few things that are bothering me."

Fang Che said: "So we need Lord Xue to reply to Master Jiu and ask him to help us make a decision."

"what's up?"

Xue Fuxiao asked.

"It's a matter of time."

Fang Che told about the Three Realms of the Only I Can Do Church and the leader's plan to raise Gu to become a god. He also told him that he was about to leave Donghuzhou and go to the Forest of All Spirits to look for the benefits that the Only I Can Do Church would give him.

"All three of these things require time. As for going to the Forest of All Spirits to look for welfare, I can just ask for leave, which is fine, but for the other two things, what kind of reasons do I need? How can I make both sides not suspect anything and let me disappear from our side for two periods of time? And at extremely sensitive overlapping times?"

When this question was asked, Xue Fuxiao was stunned on the spot.

"Well... you have to wait for news. When you leave the area, I will send a message to San San to ask. Then I will tell you immediately after the reply."

Xue Fuxiao felt that the matter was very serious.

I needed to communicate immediately, so I said, "Then I'll get you out first."

Fang Che hurriedly said: "Then choose a time next time you come to see me..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a flash before his eyes and was thrown out of the field, landing in his study with a dazed look on his face.

Xue Fuxiao was already impatiently sending a message to Dongfang Sansan.

……

"Oh my god..."

Standing barefoot in his study, Fang Che was fascinated.

Could you at least let me finish what I'm saying?
I'm making a request...

Look at the time. Wow, it’s not even three o’clock yet.

There's obviously still time.

So he quietly entered the bedroom.

Ye Meng was practicing with his eyes closed. Fang Che's cultivation was improving too fast now, and he was left too far behind. He had to catch up.

I didn’t think it was a big deal at first, but I don’t know how the new Zhao Ying’er improved and became a high-level emperor.

He was only so handsome when he came back from a serious injury last time, right? Did he take some kind of magic pill?!

Ye Meng had basically seen Fang Che's improvement and could understand it, but why did Zhao Ying'er also make such a leap?

These two have improved so quickly, are they a perfect match? What about me?
So now Ye Meng has become quite diligent in his practice.

No matter what, I'm going to catch up!
If you keep working harder, you can break through to the Martial Emperor level in the next few days!
While practicing, I felt a pair of hands quietly touching my body, and a voice with an inexplicable ambiguity and strong impulse said: "My wife... let's practice together... I will help you improve your cultivation... How are you going to thank me, my dear wife..."

Ye Meng was suddenly attacked, and his thoughts were immediately disrupted: "Wait a minute... I'll finish practicing..."

"I'll help you……"

……

Early the next morning.

When Fang Che and Ye Meng saw Zhao Ying'er's swollen dark circles and evasive gaze, they remembered that Zhao Ying'er had also moved in yesterday.

Ye Meng asked Fang Che: "Last night... there was no soundproof barrier?"

"It seems I forgot..."

Fang Che really forgot.

Ye Meng's face turned red all the way to his neck.

I wanted to have an attack immediately.

But the little ones in the yard had already started practicing with clear sounds, each one leaping and dancing like a dragon or a tiger.

"I'll deal with you when we get to the inspection hall."

Ye Meng blushed and whispered harshly.

Zhao Ying'er was very surprised: "Congratulations, Sister Ye Meng, you actually broke through to the Martial Emperor level so quickly."

It turned out that Ye Meng had broken through to the Martial Emperor level without realizing it.

And she herself hasn't realized it yet.

I couldn't help but think: This dual cultivation...improving cultivation is so fast...

Arrive at the inspection hall.

From a distance, I saw two teams of escort vehicles standing at the door.

However, both Mo Ganyun and Dong Yunyu sent back the seized goods.

Both sides were carrying out their missions, and in addition to handing over the captured items to the Southeast Headquarters, some were naturally retained by their own teams.

This is normal operation and is clearly stated above.

But it must be said that the extra income of the Life and Death Patrol Team is really too much. Ever since Ye Meng complained, the patrol team seemed to have awakened a certain attribute.

Suddenly the sky is three feet high mode started.

Now a squad has been split into two groups, and the two groups are competing with each other to see who can capture more spoils and make greater contributions.

I don’t care about money, I just care about earning more than them!

Therefore, during this period of time, several escort vehicles from the Tianxia Escort Agency would park in front of the inspection hall every day.

The warehouse was soon full, and the escort vehicles continued to arrive.

Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing came to deliver elixirs. They were high-level elixirs that were finally approved by the Life and Kill Patrol Team according to the report.

As soon as the two general officers saw the goods being put into storage, their eyes widened.

The clerical warehouses of other teams are almost infested with rats, and everyone is crying poor every day.

But the internal warehouse here is too small?
No more space?

"The two chief officers have arrived just in time."

Fang Che quickly went up to take the pills and said with a smile, "I'll write a report and approve a few more warehouses for us."

Zhao Shanhe's face darkened: "...Appropriate for you again? How many more?"

"Yeah, there's no place to put things."

Fang Che said: "In fact, I think we should give the warehouses of the other teams to us. They can just share one warehouse and save manpower. As for us... I feel that ten warehouses are not enough..."

"Hehe...hehe..."

Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing laughed angrily.

"Fang Che, are you really not afraid of being beaten to death by the other captains when you say this?"

Zhao Shanhe said with a dark face, "It just so happens that I came here this time to discuss the supplies with you."

Fang Che said vigilantly: "This is not mine, this belongs to the whole team."

"The whole team is useless, we have to requisition them!"

Zhao Shanhe had a dark face and said unreasonably: "The headquarters is short of money now, so you can contribute some points. And if you have any requests, just mention it! Do you want elixirs, weapons, magical skills, or anything else, just mention it!"

"But I want to take these things and exchange them for money."

Zhao Shanhe is going crazy because of poverty.

"What did you do to be so short of money?" Fang Che was dissatisfied: "How much money have I given you during this period? Where did you spend it all?!"

"You still have the nerve to ask!"

Zhao Shanhe was furious: "You proposed to set up that Nirvana Martial Arts Academy, this is like a money-eating beast bigger than the sky, how much money can be thrown into it?"

"Not to mention the continuous flow of similar children sent from Baiyunzhou, Baixiangzhou, and Baipingzhou recently... hundreds of thousands more... I've been dragged down by you to the point of being used as pants! You actually come to ask me where the money is spent? I'm fucking embezzling it! OK?"

Zhao Shanhe was about to collapse.

Nirvana Martial Arts Academy is certainly a good thing. But this cost money...

Zhao Shanhe did some calculations and became depressed: every morning when he opened his eyes, he owed 300 million!
Moreover, these three hundred million are silver, calculated in taels.

It's not a copper coin!
Moreover, the three hundred million were only spent without any return.

This is fucking... Even if it was a mountain of gold, Zhao Shanhe would have spent it all.

Millions of people have a huge problem with daily food and drink, and there are also massive projects and constant expenditures on medicines...

Zhao Shanhe was really going crazy.

Fang Che slapped his forehead.

I actually forgot about this.

My bad, my bad.

"You just give me a direction and then leave me alone... I've been so confused lately!"

Zhao Shanhe was filled with resentment.

"How many more have the death row prisoners come up with?"

"Not many people are qualified, less than 2,000. You are here to give them a lecture..."

"Then we have to pick out a few and kill them? Otherwise, how can we convince the public?" Fang Che asked.

"Don't kill..."

Zhao Shanhe was shocked. "There's really no need to kill them... Now they will faint when they hear your name, not to mention you personally going over to lecture them. Your name, Fang Tu, has already forced the prisoners on death row to work so hard that they dare not even eat... They save a mouthful of food for the children, fearing that you will just find an excuse to 'eat three or five more mouthfuls' and kill them..."

Fang Che couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and touched his nose and asked, "Am I so scary?"

"Please remove the word 'ma'!"

Zhao Shanhe said unhappily, "You would rather go to the Ten Palaces of Hades than let Fang Tu take a look. I'm almost getting calluses from hearing this! Before, you were famous in Donghuzhou, now you are powerful in the southeast, and your name is the most famous in the four continents! Donghu, White Elephant, White Cloud, White Apple, your name can suppress ghosts, not to mention suppressing people, and it is enough to ward off evil spirits."

Fang Che was puzzled: "Bai Yunzhou and Bai Pingzhou, I didn't do anything, they did it all."

"The more ruthlessly they kill, the more famous you become. Because you are the boss! To outsiders, they are your subordinates!"

(End of this chapter)