Lord of the Night

Yan Beihan sighed softly, his eyes somewhat disappointed.

"So I can't win, and even if I win, I won't be happy; although grandpa has been encouraging me and supporting me, the one he really cultivated is Feng Yun!"

"He just doesn't want to leave regrets in my life. So he gave me a chance to try my best. This is a grandfather's pampering of his granddaughter, not a vice-chief's training of his successor."

"Grandpa, as the supreme leader of the Only Orthodox Church, he is selfless."

"If I know I can't win but still insist on fighting, it doesn't matter if I hurt the sect, but it will hurt the support of family affection for grandpa. In fact, grandpa's love for me is also a kind of support for his own soul."

"No, my thinking itself is wrong. When I thought of the sentence 'It doesn't matter if I hurt the sect', I was actually no longer suitable to be the supreme leader of the Only Orthodox Church."

Yan Beihan sighed softly and made a conclusion for himself in his heart.

Then he also breathed a sigh of relief. It was like putting down the burden that had been on his shoulders for a long time.

For a moment, the mind was clear and the body and mind were free.

Even the wind blowing in my face seemed to blow directly through my heart, taking away all my worries.

It was so easy to figure things out.

"So, my future position should be the position of the Chief Inspector of the Weiwo Zhengjiao."

"This is the most suitable position for me, and it is also a position that does not hurt anyone. It is also the link that Grandpa values ​​most, and it is also a position that can make me happy all the time."

Yan Beihan murmured: "The Chief Inspector, the scope of supervision includes Feng Yun, who will have the highest authority in the future. I do not have any decision-making power on specific church affairs. But no matter who has grievances, no matter what mistakes they make, they can come to me for supervision... I am just a person who maintains fairness."

"And I can really maintain this fairness. Except for me, no one can do it. If I have power, Feng Yun can't be in this position, because he can't supervise me!"

Yan Beihan couldn't help but smile, and brushed aside the black hair that was blown to his temples by the mountain breeze.

It is a foregone conclusion that he is suitable for this position. Feng Yun is in charge of church affairs, and Yan Beihan is responsible for supervision.

If Feng Yun really did something selfish, then with his status and seniority...

Few people would dare to say anything if he rushed into the meeting hall and cursed loudly.

But Feng Yun would not do that.

When Yan Beihan thought about it, he felt that fate was very strange: "Why did grandpa give birth to my father? Could it be to prepare for this moment?"

After thinking about it, he felt that it was a bit ridiculous.

However, this setting of Feng Yun being in charge of teaching affairs and himself supervising is really suitable for the current Weiwei Zhengjiao!

Such a combination is simply a match made in heaven!

No, even the heavens cannot arrange such a match.

Especially, he and Bi Yunyan, Chenxue, and Fengxue...a natural bestie combination; and he also has the killer weapon Night Demon in his hand.

"Tsk tsk..."

Yan Beihan was stunned by the prospect he thought of: "If grandpa really thinks so, then he is really far-sighted... the old fox is really an old fox."

Watching the sunset slowly fall in the sky.

Yan Beihan picked up the Xuanling bamboo flute and was about to go back to rest. Her daily routine is very regular, although the amount of cultivation she has done today is enough.

But every night when it gets dark, Yan Beihan starts to nourish her soul and consciousness.

She must fall asleep before midnight and get up at the beginning of the morning.

In this regard, two years ago, Yan Beihan's persistence had reached the point where it could be accurate to the second.

"Bi Yunyan said it well. If you can't control yourself in the future, how can you control a man?" Yan Beihan muttered.

Then she walked towards a big tree next to her.

On the big tree, she carved a little man with a sword.

Two words were carved from the chest to the navel of the little man: "Night Demon!"

Yan Beihan took a look and said with a smile: "Night Demon, if you kick me again, I will go down to sleep! You stinky hooligan!"

He kicked the big tree.

The tree shook wildly.

Yan Beihan laughed.

Kick it twice every day and feel refreshed.

Who told you, a bastard, not to accompany me? When it was the Yin-Yang Realm, you would have found me by now, right?

But here you are pretending to be dead.

When I find you, I will beat you to death!

But after a kick, there was a sudden scream.

Because, a small snow-white figure fell from the tree.

It rolled on the ground, stood up, shook its tail, swung its ears, and looked confused.

"What is this...?"

Yan Beihan was stunned.

Looking at the little thing that fell from the tree: "Is this a... cat? No... No... No no no... Oh my God!!"

Then.

Yan Beihan screamed into the sky!

"Oh my God!!"

The birds that had already perched within a hundred miles were startled by this shout and flew into the sky, circling restlessly in the air, chirping and cursing.

Yan Beihan rushed forward, grabbed the little white thing, and held it close to his eyes. His doubtful look slowly turned into surprise and ecstasy: "Ahhhhh!!!"

"This is actually Xiao Baibai!!"

Yan Beihan's joy was about to explode.

Holding the little guy, he jumped up with joy. He grabbed the two front paws of the little guy and put his face up: "Little Baibai! Is it you! Is it you! Hahahaha..."

The furry and snow-white little guy looked confused, with fright in his eyes and the surprise of seeing him again after a long absence.

Facing Yan Beihan's ecstasy, the little guy didn't struggle at all. His small body exuded warmth in Yan Beihan's hands, and he cried out weakly: "Ouch..."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Yan Beihan's heart suddenly melted: "It is indeed my little Baibai!"

I fiddled with the little white tiger's ears, and sure enough I found a small bunch of purple hair behind the ears.

Yan Beihan forgot everything at this moment, and put his face against the little white tiger, rubbing it hard, with a moved expression: "Little Baibai, you know I'm lonely here, so you came to accompany me, right? You're better than that night The devil is more conscientious! From now on, I declare that I don’t want him anymore! I only want you, Xiaobaibai, hahaha..."

The little boy looked at Yan Beihan with his bright eyes, then stretched out his pink tongue, licked Yan Beihan's hand affectionately, and then licked his face again.

Then he pretended to have done something big and looked at it eagerly: I've already kissed you, praise me now!

"Wow, little Baibai is really good!"

"Very good!"

Yan Beihan held the little white tiger in his arms: "Come on, Mommy will take you down and give you a bath! Where did you come out from? Your body is quite clean... There are no bugs on your body, right? You'd better wash it... …”

As soon as the little white tiger heard about taking a bath, he immediately started struggling.

This tiger is a sacred beast!

You are so clean, why should you take a bath?

But Yan Beihan was overjoyed: "Sure enough, I still struggle when I hear about taking a bath. Little thing, you don't like taking a bath so much? Don't worry, I will drip it gently..."

"Tsk, I have to say it's really not dirty, but Su! Even if it's not dirty, I still need to wash it!"

Yan Beihan gave the order without any doubt.

Xiao Baibai's head drooped, feeling weak.

Even the claws seemed to have lost their energy.

"There's no use pretending to be pitiful!"

Yan Beihan held up Xiao Baibai and walked down the mountain with a smile on his face.

There were constant laughter all the way: "Hey, why haven't you grown up? Tsk, not only have you not grown up, but you are even smaller than when you were in the Yin and Yang Realm?"

Yan Beihan was puzzled: "At the end of the Yin and Yang Realm, you weighed several dozen kilograms, right? How come you're back to looking like a little kitten now? It's just over a kilogram?"

The little white tiger whined twice, pitifully, with tears in his eyes.

It means...hungry.

What a miserable life.

He tried his best to arouse Yan Beihan's sympathy and get good food to eat.

This move, remember it has been tried and tested before!

Sure enough, it’s still so effective now!

Yan Beihan suddenly felt distressed.

"Oh, look at how wronged my little Baibai is... Don't worry, I have delicious food here, lots and lots of delicious food! ... But after eating and drinking, you know how to use the toilet, right? You can't poop casually?"

Xiao Baibai nodded desperately, extremely well-behaved.

"So obedient."

Yan Beihan immediately went to get the spiritual water, made a bucket, and carefully adjusted the water temperature to lukewarm or not.

Then slowly wet the white hair on the little white tiger's body little by little, make sure the little guy can bear it, then press it into the water and start rubbing it.

The little guy's white hair was soaked and suddenly turned into a ball the size of a fist. He closed his eyes and looked like, "You can do whatever you want, I can't resist anyway."

Resigned to fate.

"Hahaha... Sure enough, it's still the familiar look." Yan Beihan carefully began to give the little guy a bath.

Every inch was washed clean. Then wrap it in a large towel and put it on the bed. Only half of his small head and two big, shiny eyes were exposed.

"If you roll this into a big cake, you can eat it in one bite." Yan Beihan smiled sincerely with joy. He emitted spiritual power from the palm of his hand and began to dry the little guy's hair through a big towel.

Gentle and delicate.

But while I was working, I was thinking.

After Xiao Baibai appeared, it was obvious that several completely unanswerable questions popped up.

"Xiao Baibai...why are you here?"

"How did it travel from the Yin and Yang Realm to the Three Directions World?"

Yan Beihan was puzzled.

"Could it be that the two sides are actually connected?"

"But how come the little white tiger has become smaller? Is it because the Yin and Yang Realm is not as big as the Three Directions World?"

Yan Beihan frowned and thought carefully: "In other words, the Yin and Yang Realm is actually in the three worlds? It's just a corner of it?"

"God's Game..."

Yan Beihan furrowed his beautiful brows and sighed worriedly while stroking Xiao Baibai.

Regarding this matter, Yan Beihan saw his grandfather sigh more than once.

When it comes to gods, even the God Centipede who supports the Solipsism, Yan Nan will sigh silently.

Others don't know, but as Yan Nan's granddaughter, how can Yan Beihan not know?

She could feel that there were heavy worries in her grandfather's heart.

Yan Beihan sighed softly: "Who knows what the future will bring... Xiao Baibai, but it's great to have you by my side now."

"Let's not think about you daddy."

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Yan Beihan stroked Xiao Baibai's snow-white hair that had become fluffy after drying. Feeling the silky texture, he felt a lonely heart and suddenly felt a little comforted.

"Night Devil, where are you?"

Yan Beihan took a deep breath.

Two years.

King-level cultivation. After a few more levels, you can go out and explore, right? Now, with Xiao Baibai's company, going out for a walk doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

But after thinking about it, it's better to be safe. No abnormalities have appeared for the time being, so why not wait for a while.

"Xiao Baibai, be patient. Wait until mommy is stronger, and then take you out to play. By then, no one dares to bully us."

Yan Beihan stroked Xiao Baibai and said softly.

"Ao Yiwu..." The little white tiger cried in a baby voice, as if agreeing: "Okay!"

Yan Beihan smiled.

...

"Two years, martial artist level three."

Fang Che stood on the frozen water by the lake, quite complacent.

"I'm very strong now."

"I'm talking about the foundation and basis."

During this period of time, especially when the winter of this three-sided world came, Fang Che was almost frozen into an ice stick. He never thought that the winter here would be so cold.

Throughout the winter, Fang Che spent most of his rest time underwater, except for working to continue tempering his body.

He didn't sleep in his bed for most of the winter.

Moreover, the first year was still stronger, but the winter of the second year really opened Fang Che's eyes.

Countless spirit beasts and demon beasts came to drink water in waves.

Each wave was at least several million. One by one, one today and another tomorrow, sometimes two kinds came at the same time, confronting each other and drinking water without interfering with each other.

Of course, there were also fights between the two sides.

Fang Che saw with his own eyes that a group of huge leopards in the distance clashed with a group of equally huge lions, and both sides brought millions of men to fight a fierce battle!

As the two waves of forces started fighting, other forces joined in.

Then by the lake, Fang Che saw a fierce battle counted in "tens of millions", and the number did not start with one. It was really dark.

But when the fight was the most intense, the dragon came with its head shaking and tail wagging.

Instantly, the forces of the parties immediately ceased fighting, and then each of them ran away with their tails between their legs, leaving the corpses all over the ground.

The dragon was obviously very satisfied, so it feasted on the corpses on the ground. Fang Che wanted to get some bargains, after all, the guys who participated in the battle didn't look ordinary. The inner elixir and fur are always worth some money.

But this dragon actually gathered millions of corpses, including those who were seriously injured but not dead, and blew up a gust of wind, and took them away!

This is...

Fang Che was stunned. Aren't you afraid that the food will stink? Eat up your stomach?

You don't leave any for me?

This is the first time Fang Che has seen such a selfish and powerful monster.

Then the golden dragon actually circled twice again, allowing Fang Che to see what it means to be a dragon sucking water. With a splash, the water in the lake rushed up to the sky with a large number of fish.

The water flow continued, new ones rushed up from the lake, and those that had reached a height fell from the air. In the process, all the fish automatically entered the golden dragon's mouth, one after another.

The small ones weighed dozens of kilograms, and the big ones weighed thousands of kilograms.

The whole process lasted for half a quarter of an hour, and then they flew away with their heads and tails wagging.

As for the various powerful birds, there were so many that they were countless. It was very common to have a wingspan of more than a hundred feet. There were also larger ones.

They flew over all of a sudden, and Fang Che felt that the sky was dark.

What was even more outrageous was... Fang Che also saw the legendary phoenix! Yes, phoenix!

A phoenix and a phoenix, a pair!

They fell on the water surface lovingly like colorful clouds, and began to eat fish, drink water, and take a bath.

Then they began to play and chase each other on the water surface without paying attention to others...

All the monsters in the mountains and valleys were frightened by the male and female and dared not say a word.

Fang Che really felt that his eyes were opened.

Not only were there dragons, but there were also phoenixes and phoenixes. What a strange world this was; when it was strange, the phoenix might be unusually comfortable, and actually flapped its wings and shouted.

Suddenly Fang Che felt a confusion in his head, and fainted on the ground.

When he woke up, not only the phoenix and the phoenix were gone, but also all the monsters by the lake had disappeared without a trace. On the distant island in the middle of the lake, there seemed to be a rainbow rising...

Then it flew up into the sky.

It was too far away, and Fang Che could only guess that the Phoenix couple had left there after exhausting his eyesight.

"It is said that the phoenix will not land on a place without treasures..." Fang Che was somewhat tempted.

But looking at his small body, and then looking at his cultivation as a third-grade martial artist, he could only sigh.

"Wait a little longer. No rush."

However, Fang Che had done something extremely awesome recently: he had fished out all nine dragon scales.

He used a net and slowly dragged them back. With the power of controlling the water, he could only drag a few dozen feet at a time, and the net was useless. Then the dragon scales fell again.

It took Fang Che eight days to drag the nine dragon scales under his small house.

Then he could finally sleep in his own bed at night.

The nine dragon scales were concentrated in the water more than ten feet below the house, and this place suddenly became extremely safe! Those ferocious little fishes didn't dare to get close.

If they got close, they would be cooked.

And above, in this midwinter season, Fang Che actually felt the taste of midsummer.

He was sweating all over wearing only calf-nose shorts.

"This is too much!" Fang Che complained to himself in his heart: "In fact, it would be just right to pull a piece over... Now it's steamed in the steamer every day!"

But it's good that it's not cold.

Master Fang sweats profusely when he goes out to work every day, and continues to sweat profusely when he returns to his room. His muscles are getting tighter and tighter.

And staying in the room for a long time will cause dehydration...

"I have made myself so embarrassed. It seems that there are not many people from ancient times to the present!"

Fang Che continued to exercise his body.

According to common sense, it is enough to exercise to the level of a martial artist; at least those big families do this!

But Fang Che has another feeling: it seems not enough!

Why is it not enough? Fang Che himself can't explain the reason, but although his cultivation speed has slightly increased now, he dare not rush forward.

Because he is doubting one thing: why can the space ring only be opened when the spiritual consciousness is cultivated innately?

Why must you not have the whole body cultivation to enter here?

It takes a long time to cultivate from the beginning to be able to open the space ring. What does this mean?

Although it takes a long time, fundamentally speaking, sooner or later you can open the space ring and get what you should get, which is equivalent to taking off your pants to fart. From this point of view, this restriction is meaningless.

But how could such a thing as taking off pants and farting happen in this spiritual trial field set up by the gods?

So Fang Che has been wondering: Is it intentional?

Is this an opportunity provided by the gods to everyone who comes in for the trial? After all, from having no spiritual power to practicing to being able to open the space ring, this is an inevitable process that everyone needs to go through!

And in this process, as long as you get a foothold in it and don't go out to play, there will basically be no life and death crisis!

So, why?

Is the god hinting at something? If it is a hint, does it mean that the so-called foundation has been completely laid before, which is wrong?

The correct thing should be to start from the beginning and keep tempering until the divine consciousness is generated, and being able to open the space ring is the correct stage?

Fang Che boldly guessed that it was precisely because of this guess that he had been tempering his body, even if he had caught up with the foundation of the family geniuses, he never stopped!

Later, he made up his mind: just keep tempering until the divine consciousness comes out!

Anyway... it's a hundred years!

What's the hurry!

Even if he really understood it wrongly and wasted time, it didn't seem to matter.

Fang Che's confidence lies in the cloud ginseng fruit that Sun Wutian gave him before he came in. The medicinal power of the cloud ginseng fruit is still stored in his body. It emits spiritual energy all the time for his body to truly absorb.

And this process, according to Sun Wutian, lasts for a year. But that is based on Fang Che's cultivation as a Saint King. According to the benefits that a martial artist can digest every day, Fang Che feels that he can't absorb them all in another ten years.

So Fang Che continued his tempering journey in this world of ice and fire. Below is the heat of the dragon scales. Above is the freezing cold of water.

"Who is afraid of who!"

"Keep calm and work hard!"

The traps set by Fang Che, those on the periphery will be destroyed during the beast tide every year, but it is precisely because of those traps that the beast tide does not come here.

Fang Che continues to repair, reinforce, deepen, and increase the danger every year!

As his cultivation level increased day by day, he explored more steadily. Fang Che also found a kind of sweet potato. It tasted delicious.

Fang Che calmed down.

Just kept going.

Not everyone has the same mentality and speculation as Fang Che. Some people who came in even walked out of their own place a year ago and started wandering in the three-sided world.

Adventure.

They wanted to find some treasures and get some results as early as possible. Some people couldn't stand the loneliness and wanted to find companions.

Some of these people have even died.

Various strange causes of death.

Some people are still lingering.

As Fang Che thought: There are really quite a few people who have been seriously injured before their strength has recovered.

Many people can't adapt to the sudden weakness of the strong cultivation outside. This kind of situation is more common on the side of the guardian.