Lord of the night.

Chapter 844 Dad’s Strength [Additional chapter for the young leader of Day]

After calming down, Fang Yunzheng frowned and said, "The Only Orthodox Church wants to revive the Yin Demon? The Yin Demon is not just a small demon..."

Fang Che asked curiously, "Dad, which of these vice-chiefs and demons of the Only Orthodox Church did you fight against?"

Fang Yunzheng curled his lips and said, "What do you mean by which ones?"

Fang Che: “???”

"All of them have names and surnames, and they have basically fought each other."

Fang Yunzheng sighed.

"scare!"

Fang Che was startled.

They have fought each other.

Fang Yunzheng rolled his eyes and said, "Back then, your father was the World Supervisor. Logically speaking, whether it was the Only Orthodox Continent or the Guardian Continent, they were all under our jurisdiction."

"It's fine with the Guardian Continent, but the Only Orthodox Church won't listen, so of course we fight them every day."

Fang Che was convinced: "How many times have you won, Dad?"

Fang Yunzheng's face darkened: "What do you mean by that?"

"I want to evaluate the strength of my own father."

Fang Che was confident and justified.

Fang Yunzheng's face darkened as he recalled carefully: "I can't beat Zheng Yuandong."

"That's what I should do." Fang Che nodded.

"We can't beat Feng Du."

“That’s as it should be.”

"I can't beat Yannan."

"That... should be the case."

"I am no match for Bi Changhong either."

“…I guess it’s okay.”

"I can't beat Duan Xiyang, and I can't beat Sun Wutan either." Fang Yunzheng said in self-deprecation.

"These two... are also normal."

"Xiang Beidou and Yu Hanyan were not my opponents back then. Wu Xiao was on par with me at that time." Fang Yunzheng said.

"Where are Chen Gu, Bai Jing and Xiong Jiang?" Fang Che discovered that his father had missed three people.

Fang Yunzheng's face was dark: "I can't do it."

Fang Che was speechless: "How come you can't beat anyone?"

Fang Yunzheng said angrily: "Don't you even think about who you are talking about? They are such assholes!"

Fang Laoliu covered his chest with his hands, feeling truly that his heart was broken by his son's anger!
"So, Madman's Halberd?"

"On par with the others."

"Yin demon? Evil sword? Succubus?"

"The Evil Sword is my equal. I don't even bother to fight with the Succubus. The Yin Demon cannot defeat me."

"Ice and snow?"

"If it doesn't snow, you're no match for me. If it snows, I can't defeat you."

As Fang Yun was speaking, he sighed.

Suddenly I felt that there was some truth in what my son said: How come you can't beat anyone?
Looking at the names listed, there are really few people who can do it.

I couldn't help but feel my face getting a little hot.

"Tianwang Xiao?"

"You are no match for me!"

"The wind is calm?"

"Not my opponent."

"Yu Haoran?"

"Not my opponent."

"Yutian Flag?"

"I can't do it."

"Rui Qianshan?"

"I don't think I can do it..."

"Xue Fu Xiao?"

"go away!"

Fang Laoliu quit.

Fang Che also understood it to some extent.

Judging from the names of the above-mentioned people, my father should be among the top three or four in the Cloud Weapon List.

It is possible that it will be fourth and looking forward to third, but at worst it will be tied for fourth. It will definitely not drop to fifth.

But Fang Che also discovered a problem: there are too many masters in the Weiwo Zhengjiao who are not in the Cloud Weapon List.

For example, several deputy chief leaders are basically among the top three in the cloud.

Feng Duyanan even has the ability to be at the top of the list, and may even surpass it.

"Besides the deputy chief leader of the Only Orthodox Church, besides the demon I just mentioned, there are also people with almost the same strength as you, Dad. How many others are there?"

Fang Che asked.

"Running out."

Fang Yun is right.

Fang Che touched his chin. What does "not much" mean? Not much means there is still some!
I have to say that without listing the names one by one, it is really difficult to distinguish the strength of the Guardians and the Solipsism.

But when the names were mentioned one by one, one could immediately feel how big the gap between the two sides was.

Fang Che sighed.

He became even more determined: the Yin Demon must not be allowed to revive.

Then, Fang Yunzheng said dejectedly: "I was talking about before, but, after all, I have been asleep for three thousand years. I was asleep, but others were not asleep. Others have practiced for three thousand years longer than me."

"So right now, I don't have a direct comparison of where my own strength should be."

Fang Che nodded: "This is a problem. Maybe those who couldn't beat you before can beat you now." Fang Yunzheng was immediately unhappy: "This is not right!"

"Why is it wrong? How can we make up for the gap of three thousand years?"

Fang Yunzheng snorted and said, "But I also have something that they don't have. When I entered the Azure Sky and was struck by the Heavenly Thunder, everyone thought I was dead, but I wasn't. This is what they don't have."

Fang Che sighed and said, "Being struck by lightning... is it so glorious?"

"You know nothing!!"

Fang Yunzheng was so angry with his son that he uttered obscene words: "You know shit!"

Fang Che raised his hands in surrender: "Calm down..."

"The power of that kind of heavenly thunder is not ordinary heavenly thunder. Although it does not belong to the power of God, it belongs to the power of the rules of heaven and earth."

Fang Yunzheng snorted, holding back the rage rising in his chest, and patiently explained to his son: "Since he survived the forging, then his ability to comprehend the great Dao of heaven and earth must be much stronger than others. At least people who don't have the same experience will never have that kind of understanding."

"This is something that's unique to me. But I don't even know how much my uniqueness has improved my combat power."

"And there are other, other advancements... cough."

I don’t know what happened, but as Fang Laoliu spoke, he became a little embarrassed, and the anger that had just surged like a mountain suddenly disappeared for the most part.

Fang Che was stunned: "Other? What?"

Fang Yunzheng coughed and said, "It was you who cleared my meridians last time. Your special spiritual power had a great impact on me."

He said shyly: "Come to think of it, this is all thanks to you."

Fang Che finally understood where his father's embarrassment came from, and couldn't help but laugh: "What's there to be embarrassed about? I was born by you, so isn't that your own achievement?"

Fang Yunzheng shook his head: "How can they be confused? As a father, you should naturally give more. It is a blessing to benefit from others, but is it not a blessing to benefit from your own son? We need to make it clear."

"How pedantic."

Fang Che shook his head and sighed.

"Pedant?"

Fang Yunzheng rolled his eyes and said, "When you have a son in the future, you will understand. Now, you can't even lay an egg, what qualifications do you have to criticize me?"

Fang Che coughed: "Haha...you are right, everything you said is right."

Then he seemed to be thinking about something and said, "It just so happens that I have made some progress during this period. I will treat you and my mother a few more times."

Fang Yunzheng frowned and said, "How can that be possible? It's not easy to cultivate that kind of true spiritual energy. Any loss may affect the foundation. What you are doing now is so important, how can you waste it for no reason?"

"What's the loss?"

Fang Che said: "That kind of martial arts cannot be practiced by others, and cannot be practiced successfully. Otherwise, it would be much better for you to practice it yourself than for me to sort it out for you... In fact, you will know after practicing it, it is actually similar to other martial arts."

"talk about it later."

Fang Yunzheng still shook his head.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to make progress, but he is afraid that his son will be damaged even a little bit because of this.

Even if only a strand of hair was damaged, Fang Yunzheng would not be happy.

After all, what Fang Che is doing now makes even a super undercover like Fang Yunzheng feel terrified.

Too dangerous.

"If you don't listen to me, I won't come back. I'll tell mom that you won't let me come back. Then she'll make trouble for you every day I don't come back! You try it!"

Fang Che threatened.

"You don't want to be tortured by your wife like this, do you, Dad?"

"Fuck...you're such a good son! You're so skilled at threatening your own father!"

Fang Yun was cursing loudly.

Fang Che said indifferently: "If you want to live that kind of life, I don't care."

As they were talking, Fang Qianyi came in with a plate of hot dumplings and asked with a smile, "What kind of life does your father want to live?"

Fang Che said aggrievedly: "Mom, just now..."

Fang Yunzheng held his son's mouth tightly and said, "As you say! All is up to you! Come and eat."

Fang Qianyi frowned, feeling something was wrong: "What's going on?"

"nothing."

Fang Che laughed and said, "I just told my dad that I learned a set of massage techniques outside. I will give you and my dad a massage in a while, so you can feel it."

Fang Qianyi said unsatisfiedly: "Why should a man learn that...Okay, when you press me later, be gentler, I'm afraid of pain."

"no problem."

Fang Che ate the dumplings in big mouthfuls, his voice a little fuzzy: "Delicious."

Fang Qianyi brought a bowl of dumpling soup: "The original soup will dissolve the original food, drink the soup later."

"know."

Fang Yun was humming on the side. He had never been treated like this before. He always had to carry it himself. It was true that comparison made one feel dreadful.

After meal.

Fang Che first gave Fang Qianyi a massage. Considering his mother's shallow cultivation, Fang Che's Infinite Sutra seemed to be too effective.

After the spiritual energy circulated for two weeks, Fang Qianyi fell into a deep sleep.

Then Fang Che and his son tiptoed out of the bedroom.

"Come on boy!"

Fang Yunzheng let out a sinister laugh and tiptoed his son into his territory: "Today I'll let you know that your father is still your father!"

Fang Che entered the field without any panic: "Wait a minute to beat your son. I'll give you a massage first."

Fang Yunzheng frowned: "Hmm?"

The sixth brother was worried. After enjoying his son’s filial piety, how could he have the nerve to beat him?
But Fang Che had a reason: "Once the training begins, I will be beaten so hard by you that I can't move my whole body. How can I save your anger?"

"That's... true."

Fang Laoliu compromised.

This time, Fang Che was particularly attentive in activating his Qi to clear up his father's meridians. He used all his strength to circulate his Infinite Sutra in his father's body for nine cycles!
After his strength improved greatly, these nine cycles allowed Fang Yunzheng, who had reached this level of cultivation, to clearly feel the difference in himself.

I couldn't help but sigh: "Archer, if you have a chance to see your uncle, please give him a walk like this. It's not easy for him."

"My uncle?"

Fang Che was confused: "Who am I?"

"Dongfang Sansan!"

(End of this chapter)