Lord of the Night

Chapter 555 Disciples have a hard time... [Two in one]

"Grandmaster, Master... He was stabbed in the mouth by his own Flying Sky Sword... He was nailed to the top of Baiyunzhou City. At that time... It was freezing cold..."

Fang Che's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth.

He described Sun Yuan's death in a more sensational and tragic way.

Sun Wutian's face was calm, but there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

Fang Che passed by and then told how he used his power to take down Sun Yuan's head and sent him back to the ancestral tomb for burial.

He then told how he took the real sword manual from the Sun family according to Sun Yuan's will.

That is, the Hate Heaven Sword Method...

And he left some resources and money for the Sun family-this is what he really did.

And from then on, he began to practice the Hate Heaven Sword...Due to the surge of hatred, he discovered the real secret of the sword method...

He told all the experiences over and over again.

He told them in great detail!

He talked about the time when he used the people sent by Chen Yin to kill the people of the Li family in Baiyunzhou to avenge Sun Yuan.

Sun Wutian suddenly spoke up and said indifferently: "The one who killed Sun Yuan was someone from the Wang or Li family?"

"Yes!"

Fang Che pursed his lips and whispered: "Although my cultivation is low now, for the matter of Master's revenge... Disciple, disciple... Disciple still wants to kill these families with his own hands!"

Sun Wutian snorted, feeling a little unhappy. He squinted at Fang Che for several times and said, "I'll leave a few for you."

Fang Che said obediently: "Thank you, Master."

Sun Wutian was thinking about something in his mind for a long time, and said indifferently: "How many warriors have been produced in the Sun family over the years?"

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "I have actually checked this... For thousands of years, the Sun family has produced hundreds of warriors... The highest cultivation... King level; that is my master. And the last cultivation of the master is to become the emperor level after the sect's initiation."

Sun Wutian snorted and did not speak for a long time.

But Fang Che could feel a suppressed emotion, which suddenly rose but was suppressed.

It is obvious that the old devil is also not calm.

But Fang Che had a different idea in his mind: With your style of slaughtering people all over the world, you can still have descendants, which is already blind to God...

What else is there to be dissatisfied with?

"But the Sun family has lived a peaceful and happy life in the local area for so many years, although it is not rich. If a large landowner changes to martial arts, I am afraid... it will be a disaster rather than a blessing."

Fang Che reminded.

Sun Wutian nodded and said, "I have never thought of letting the Sun family follow the martial arts... This is also very good."

He sighed softly.

Speaking of family, it has been so many years, and it is nonsense to say that there is still any concern.

But when I think of it occasionally, I don’t know why I feel at ease.

"Master, do you want to go back to the south of Baiyunzhou to visit your family now that you have returned?" Fang Che asked, "If you are interested, I can be your guide."

"Never mind."

Sun Wutian said calmly, "There is nothing to see. As long as we know that the Sun family is still here and the bloodline is still continuing... that is enough."

His eyes were full of vicissitudes, but at this moment, he showed some humanity. He sighed and said, "It is better for me to never go... People like me will bring disaster to wherever I go."

"..."

Fang Che bowed his head and said nothing.

Then Sun Wutian looked at him coldly: "Since you are a disciple of my Sun family, why did you change to the Yinshen Palace? My Sun family has humiliated you?"

"Grandmaster... This matter is really helpless. At the beginning, the leader was targeted in the plan of raising Gu to become a god. Since the disciple had already learned the Seven Blood Swords of the leader, he had a half-master relationship..."

"And at the beginning, the Yixin sect was in internal and external troubles. The master is on the side of the leader. If the leader can't be saved, I'm afraid we..."

"After all, he is from the headquarters, we..."

Fang Che pretended to be flustered and explained stutteringly.

"Hmph..."

The old devil could see that he was in a complicated mood.

There were too many dissatisfactions, and some relief that there was a successor.

"Grandmaster, my identity...I..."

Fang Che looked at the old devil eagerly.

This is a treasure mountain.

If he leaked a little, it would be enough for him to digest for a long time.

"There is nothing to change. Your master is dead." The old devil said, "Besides, you and I are thousands of generations apart... Do you still want to become my disciple?"

"I have no such intention!"

Fang Che said, "It's just that I suddenly saw the master coming, and I was excited! It's like a child with no one to rely on... suddenly found out that I, my disciple... still have a backer! And the backer... is so strong!"

As Fang Che spoke, his voice choked.

Obviously, he was very emotional.

Although Sun Wutian was indifferent to family affection, he had kept his family and maintained it with all his heart for so many years, which can be seen.

After waking up from a coma for thousands of years, he suddenly knew that he had a successor, and he was also the disciple of his descendants.

This feeling was enough to make him feel complicated.

Now seeing Fang Che's true feelings, especially the sentence "A child with no one to rely on suddenly knew that I have a backer!" This sentence completely hit the heart of the old devil!

As a casual cultivator, he knew better than anyone what the four words "no backer" meant.

It represents the despair and helplessness of crying out to the heavens and the earth for help but getting no response!

It represents the desolation of being bullied by others!

Fang Che sniffed and said sadly: "I don't know how I have been through these years. I became the champion of the Gu-raising God Plan as a member of the sect, but I dare not even show my face."

"Countless families want to kill me, countless enemies of our sect... I have to hide my identity, be cautious, and walk on thin ice... Before the Gu-raising God Plan, I could still move around, but now, I dare not move at all!"

"I don't understand. How many champions of the Gu-raising God Plan have we won in our Weiwuzheng Sect over the years? Why don't others have such treatment? Why did I suddenly become the target of public criticism after winning the championship?"

"And this champion has caused Master to die..."

"Now I can only use a fake identity. I feel that I am more comfortable with the Guardian than in my own sect... Why is this? What is the basis for this?!"

"Master died tragically, and I can only borrow the power of others to kill two or three enemies, but the real mastermind is still at large, and is using all means to hunt me down."

"In order to protect me, the leader master has now put the entire Yixin Sect under house arrest!"

"Without resources and without a backer, I can only grit my teeth and practice hard. Those children of noble families who originally participated in raising Gu to become gods with me, those heirs of the headquarters, now each of them has a higher true cultivation than me!"

"And I even have to rely on others to give me a pill!"

"I grit my teeth, practice hard, complete various tasks, fight hard, and struggle in front of the gates of hell. I practice in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, in order to find that flash of inspiration in my mind..."

"But, thousands of times the effort can be completely surpassed by a pill from others!"

Fang Che said with extreme resentment.

He was like a helpless child who was bullied in the rivers and lakes, and suddenly found his backer and poured out all the pain in his heart.

Sun Wutian stood with his hands behind his back and sighed softly.

Fang Che wiped his tears and said shyly: "Grandmaster, I lost my composure. Suddenly... I don't know why I said so many useless words... It's just that I have had a hard time these years! It's really hard..."

If Fang Che didn't say that he was useless, Sun Wutian would definitely scold him: "Useless!" to show his dissatisfaction and love for the younger generation.

But Fang Che said it himself, and Sun Wutian had to comfort him.

After all, he was the first relative he had seen after thousands of years.

And, perhaps, the only one!

"How can you be useless when your true feelings are revealed."

Sun Wutian's heart softened, and his pity suddenly rose. In an instant, he became kind and gentle, and said with a sigh: "You have suffered a lot these years."

It is said that at this point, Fang Che should do the most to follow Sun Wutian's words, kneel down and hug Sun Wutian's thighs and cry loudly.

But Fang Che couldn't get his mood together after a long time, so he had to force a smile, wipe his eyes, sniff and say: "Disciple can see the master today... I won't suffer anymore!"

"Well said!"

Sun Wutian snorted, looked at the distance proudly, and said: "That's right! You see me today, you won't suffer anymore!"

He waved his hand.

Something fell into Fang Che's hand, and he said: "This is for you."

Fang Che was immediately overjoyed, thinking it was something good, a heritage jade or something like that... But when he looked down, it turned out to be his communication jade.

"...Thank you, Grandmaster."

"Your swordsmanship is well-honed. Techniques and such are nothing."

Sun Wutian said calmly: "It's just that you are not good enough now, and you can't bring out the true power of the Hate Heaven Swordsmanship. You need to accumulate evil spirits on weekdays!"

"Yes."

"When you want to kill someone, no matter who the opponent is, you have a kind of..."

Sun Wutian thought for a while and said: "...full of hatred, the kind of murderous intention to kill his whole family, clan, and city! The murderous aura is ready to burst out at any time. It depends on the heart!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Grandmaster."

"Besides this, what else have you practiced?"

"There is also the Flying Swordsmanship, which was taught by Master Sun Yuan; the Blood Spirit Seven Swords, which was taught by Master Yinshen Palace, the advanced version of the Blood Spirit Seven Swords, the Blood Smoke Hand... and the Sky-supporting Sword. I just found out today that this is not complete. In addition, there are the martial arts of the Guardian. I have also learned a lot from the Martial Academy..."

Fang Che listed twenty or thirty kinds in total.

The old devil frowned when he heard it.

"What kind of barren stuff are these?"

Sun Wutian was very dissatisfied: "Your sword is quite famous, but it turns out that you learned the sword seed given to you by Ningxue Sword; the others... what are they?"

Fang Che lowered his head, trying his best to look 'weak, pitiful, and helpless', and said ashamedly: "Disciple is guilty..."

Sun Wutian waved his hands: "You are guilty of nothing!"

He pondered for a moment and said: "The Blood Smoke Hand... is useless if you don't practice it to the highest level; and the Seven Blood Spirit Swords... why don't you use them today?"

"Disciple knows that the Blood Spirit Seven Swords are killing swords, and can be used against the same level or higher level, and even the emperor level can deal with the saint level, which is also remarkable. But it is ineffective against higher levels and larger gaps, and will suffer a great loss because of the lightness of the sword... The master's move is like a deep abyss and a mountain, and the huge force is hidden and not released, so the disciple..." Fang Che looked a little embarrassed; "...I didn't dare to use it." "You are smart!" Sun Wutian snorted and asked, "What do you need now?" Fang Che's eyes lit up, and the opportunity finally came.

"Disciple... lacks everything, lacks high-end skills, lacks high-end training materials, lacks high-end healing pills, lacks divine metals, lacks life-saving magic weapons, lacks..."

Sun Wutian forced himself to resist the urge to be stunned!

I...

I just asked this question casually.

As a result... I got into trouble?

This kid... lacks everything?

But thinking of the situation of Night Demon, he couldn't help but sigh.

During the time from waking up to coming out, he heard countless people at the headquarters talking about Night Demon.

The situation is indeed worrying.

"Don't be afraid of being laughed at by the ancestors."

Fang Che said pitifully: "The most precious resources of the disciple now are the rewards of the original plan to raise Gu to become a god and the champion rewards of the friendly battle of the younger generation. The remaining resources are mostly on the side of the guardian, and the guardian gave them."

Sun Wutian's face was dark.

This is too miserable!

He knew that this kid was playing pitiful, but he had nothing to say, because, from the surface, this kid's biggest resource really came from this.

"The Grandmaster gives it to you!"

Sun Wutian snorted, then touched his body, and then he felt embarrassed.

Now he has a lot of things on him, but they are all for his own use, and there are really few things suitable for Night Demon's level.

At this moment, Sun Wutian only felt extremely regretful.

He now understood what Yan Nan meant by the strange expression after he asked him to come over to talk about Night Demon: You are meeting your successor for the first time, and you don't even prepare a gift?

Old thing!

You didn't remind me!

Sun Wutian fumbled for a while, coughed twice, and calmly moved his finger away from the ring, saying lightly: "Where are you going now?..."

"The disciple is going to Bibo City, going home...something happened at home, and the Grandmaster laughed at me, that's what happened..."

Fang Che explained respectfully.

Sun Wutian immediately said: "This is a big deal, and it's also an important matter. In this case, I can't delay your important matter! Go home first, and I'll think about what you need, get you a batch, and then I'll naturally come to find you."

"Yes, Grandmaster. I'm not in a hurry!"

Fang Che said sensibly: "In fact, I have enough on hand... It's just that this is the first time I meet Grandmaster, I... I'm a little greedy, Grandmaster, please don't take it to heart, it's my fault."

Sun Wutian felt more and more unhappy.

He said, "You go do your own thing first. When you return to Donghuzhou, I will teach you the real Hate Heaven Sword."

"The real Hate Heaven Sword?"

Fang Che was stunned for a moment and said, "What I learned..."

"What you learned is my Hate Heaven Sword, and the Hate Heaven Sword unique skill belongs to the sect, but since you have practiced my Hate Heaven Sword to such a level, you can also practice the Hate Heaven Sword of the sect."

Then he said, "You go out. I will come to find you in a few days."

"Okay. Grandmaster, please take care of yourself... I pray sincerely that you will live forever and be healthy."

Fang Che looked at Sun Wutian with admiration: "Grandmaster, please take care of yourself. The world of martial arts today is different from the world of martial arts back then. I... I want to explain to you... this..."

"Do I need you for this!"

Sun Wutian laughed and scolded.

Fang Che smiled shyly and said, "It's just that the ancestor appeared in the southeast, so there must be something that needs to be done for the ancestor, but the ancestor has not been out for many years. I am now the southeast life and death patrol. Everything has been going well recently. I have a good career in the guardian... It can be considered a little useful... Hehe, it's my duty, so I won't waste it if I don't use it." He wanted to find out the purpose of Sun Wutian's visit. And he also emphasized that "I am in a high position, everything is going well, and I have a good career"; that means: you'd better not sabotage me... Fang Che was really afraid that this old devil would go on a killing spree in the southeast without caring about anything! This old guy is too lethal! Sun Wutian didn't care at all, so he said, "I came here to stay in the southeast, and by the way, I want to find out what the Divine Weasel Sect is." He looked at Fang Che with his gray eyes and said, "Don't worry, my purpose of coming here is not to be a guardian." "Yes." Fang Che was relieved, but he was also shocked. This old devil is really sharp, and he can't test him like this in the future. He said, "I am here, I have some power, Master, please rest assured."

"What power do you have?"

Sun Wutian sneered, and then said, "When you go out, just pretend to be unconscious."

"I understand."

Fang Che was still thinking about how to deal with this matter, but now that Sun Wutian has made arrangements, he is naturally relieved.

Well, I am also unconscious, I don't know anything.

This is a good idea.

Just as he was about to go out, Sun Wutian said, "Hey, you kid, you didn't even add a communication with the Master."

Fang Che slapped his head and quickly took out the communication jade of Weiwozhengjiao: "It is the disciple who is rude, please pass it, Master."

When Fang Che came out, he felt that the sky and the earth were clear.

He took two steps quickly, put on his cloak, and then lay on the ground and closed his eyes.

Sun Wutian waved his sleeves and knocked Fang Che unconscious, and then waved his sleeves again, and immediately a group of people fell to the ground neatly with horses.

He was still very careful to maintain the previous formation of the crowd.

Still worried.

It doesn't matter if these guards die, but my successor of the Hate Heaven Sword cannot die, and is watching from the dark...

After a long time.

A muffled groan.

An Ruoxing, who had the highest cultivation level among the crowd, woke up first, holding his head in confusion: "This...what's going on?"

Then he saw everyone staggering, and his heart was broken in an instant, thinking that they were all dead.

He hurried forward to check and confirmed that they were all alive, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He frowned and thought: What's going on?

Not long.

The old man and others woke up one after another, and they were all confused.

Fang Che and Ye Meng woke up last, looking confused.

"What happened?"

Everyone talked about it.

An Ruoxing and others who woke up first couldn't say anything, just felt a buzzing in their heads, and then they knew nothing.

"Strange...it should be that they met a master!"

Fang Che thought with a heavy face: "Is there a master fighting?"

Everyone woke up later.

Looking at the traces of fighting not far away, they couldn't help but be shocked: "What kind of master fighting can make so many of us faint instantly?"

An Ruoxing and others began to check the scene.

But of course they couldn't find anything.

Everyone came to a conclusion in confusion: "Just now, there must have been a guardian master who protected us and fought the devil!"

Other than that, there is really no explanation.

Then everyone checked themselves and found that they were fine, so they continued on their way.

An Ruoxing had already reported the matter: "When the subordinates were passing..., a strange thing happened..."

Then facing the doubts of Fang Che and others, An Ruoxing acted confidently and said: "The higher-ups told us not to worry, just keep the original itinerary."

"Oh..."

Everyone understood.

Only An Ruoxing himself was getting more and more worried, because the higher-ups... didn't know either. But he couldn't say it, so he could only urge everyone to hurry up.

So they continued on their way to Bibo City.

On this way, they walked faster. Soon, they passed this mountain forest.

High in the sky.

Seeing Fang Che's seamless pretending to be confused and getting by, Sun Wutian was relieved.

So he immediately went to the southeast headquarters of the Only I Orthodox Church without a trace.

…

The arrival of the Chief Protector immediately filled the Southeastern Headquarters of the Weiwo Zhengjiao with joy.

Feng Yun personally came out to greet him: “The Chief Protector has come to the Southeast. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I hope that the Protector Sun will forgive me.”

Everyone thought that since Young Master Yun personally came out to greet him, the Protector Sun would at least smile, right?

But what everyone didn’t expect was that… Sun Wutian had a dark face, snorted, and walked in without paying any attention.

Feng Yun didn’t understand why, so he hurriedly turned around and chased him, smiling and talking.

Before he opened his mouth, he heard Sun Wutian say: “A few things.”

“Chief Protector, please give me your instructions.”

“First, the headquarters Li family, Wang family, Han family, Cheng family…”

Sun Wutian mentioned seven families in a row: “Give me the information of these families.”

Feng Yun was confused: “Each of these surnames has several families. Which family is the Chief Protector talking about?”

“The families where people died in the last plan to raise Gu to become a god!” Sun Wutian rolled his eyes, full of murderous aura.

"I understand."

Feng Yun frowned and thought, and ordered Feng Yi: "Do it immediately! Within one day!"

Feng Yi turned and walked out.

Feng Yun thought for a while and said: "Sun Protector... Is this related to the Night Demon?"

Sun Wutian rolled his eyelids and laughed strangely: "It is indeed Feng Du's bloodline, and his mind is quick!"

Feng Yun's heart skipped a beat and he smiled: "The junior just said it casually."

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes and looked at Feng Yun, saying lightly: "Your mind is quick, but I don't know if you are tight-lipped?"

Feng Yun laughed and said: "As long as Sun Protector doesn't tell others, then if any outsiders know, Feng Yun's head will be offered with both hands."

"I dare to chop off the head of the first young master of your Weiwozheng Sect?"

Sun Wutian said sarcastically.

Feng Yun smiled: "Old Sun, you are too polite. You are my elder. In front of you, I am like your grandson for many generations. If you want to beat or scold me, it's just a matter of a word from you."

Feng Yun's flattery was very appropriate.

He thought he had said it very appropriately.

But this sentence just happened to touch Sun Wutian's reverse scale.

How many generations of grandchildren?

Thinking of how many generations of his grandchildren had their heads chopped off and their bodies incomplete; how many generations of his grandchildren's disciples were chased and had no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth, like rats crossing the street.

Sun Wutian's heart was even more furious.

"How old are you?"

Sun Wutian asked with his eyelids rolled up.

"Thirty-five." Feng Yun answered respectfully.

"Thirty-five... hehe... what cultivation level?" Sun Wutian asked again.

"Fourth rank of Saint King."

Feng Yun didn't know what it meant. He could only answer truthfully.

"Having a good family background is awesome! Only thirty-five, and he's already a Saint King!"

Sun Wutian said sarcastically: "What a fucking genius!"