Lord of the Night

This trial, this gap from the outside, is really a huge test of one's character.

For those who are not very calm, no matter how talented they are, entering here is basically a dead end. The people on the Guardian's side have never experienced this secret realm, let alone the experience of going from existence to nothingness, so they suffer a great loss.

The people on the side of the Only I Orthodox Church are stronger, and very few of them can't keep their composure.

After all, the Only I Orthodox Church has had many experiences of the Three-Party World, and everyone has passed it on by word of mouth, and they all know it in their hearts. Although the Guardian's side also gave many instructions, it was the first time to come in after all.

Even an experienced senior could not be found.

This is really something that can't be helped.

However, there are very few impetuous people after all, and most people have been practicing hard during this period.

Since Feng Yun came in, he just built a very simple shelter based on the cave, and then spent some time to find a toilet.

This first son of the Only I Orthodox Church did all these tasks and completed them in less than a day.

Then after various attempts, such as the five spirits contact, space ring, etc., he found that they were all fruitless.

Then he didn't even pay attention to the rules of the iron plate, and just concentrated on practicing. He set a strict safety range for himself.

Before his strength became stronger, he would never go out!

Everything was self-sufficient. He put everything in the space ring, because the three worlds before were not the case. After coming in, he found that it was completely different from what the predecessors said. Although Feng Yun complained a few words, his face did not change.

Just accepted it directly.

But it was another yin and yang world.

He calmed down to practice, and the most serious thing every day was to calculate the time and how many days had passed.

"A hundred years... In fact, the real winner may be determined after fifty years, or maybe only the last ten years, or even only the last year! Everything in the early stage was just a dream."

"In a chaotic world, strength is king!"

Feng Yun's cognition was extremely clear on this point. So he didn't dare to waste any time.

"I am the leader among those who came in. My cultivation must be above others. If I can't do this well, the only orthodox sect will lose half of its strength because of me! Leading by example also includes strength. Only my strength can give the other people in the sect the greatest confidence!"

Feng Yun has been practicing. After four years, he has reached the emperor level. But he knows that he is definitely not the fastest, so he has no intention of going out.

He is not afraid of anyone, he is afraid of powerful monsters!

That is really an uncontrollable crisis.

First protect myself, then improve my strength, and then once the wind and clouds meet, I will make a call from a high place and form a mighty momentum. This is what I, Feng Yun, should do.

Ding Jieran is undoubtedly the most patient. This kind of place is simply the most satisfactory ideal paradise for him!

Don't say that he has practiced for decades. For Ding Jieran, practicing for a lifetime is no problem!

Although he did not realize the need to polish his body, after all, Xiao Ding's brain is much worse than Fang Che, but he has never stopped practicing swordsmanship!

Practice hard every day, practice hard every day.

Polish your whole body like a sword.

Every day, you practice to the point of dying and sleeping with your sword in your arms. The place where you sleep is just a cave, and there is no door, just a few trees cut down to block it.

There is spring water to drink, food... As long as there are forests, people like Ding Jieran will not starve to death.

There is no toilet either. Ding Jieran counted and found that there are a total of 400 trees around him. Cut down 35 trees, and there are only 365 trees left.

One tree is used as a toilet every day, and it takes exactly one year to complete a circle.

I have to say that this method is extremely awesome; Ding the chief guardian surrounds himself with his own feces and urine.

Silent, silent with the world.

Every day, except for the rustling sound of practicing swords, the panting sound of extreme exhaustion, and the sound of peeing and defecating.

Other than that... there is nothing!

What spiritual medicine, spiritual stone, spiritual supreme, etc., Ding the chief guardian has never even thought about it!

Nothing is as important as the sword in my hand!

Dong Yunyu and Ding Jieran did the same thing. He was a lazier person, but Ding Jieran had already done it to the extreme. Dong Yunyu really couldn't be lazier.

At least Dong Yunyu made a door for himself, unlike Ding Jieran who didn't make a door even though he was freezing in winter.

Dong Yunyu also had experience in the Yin and Yang world, so he devoted himself to cultivation after coming in.

Of course, the most worth mentioning is Mo Ganyun.

I don't know if this guy is treated specially because of his huge size or something, but when he came down, he was actually in a huge natural pasture.

This area is full of giant bison monsters weighing hundreds of thousands of pounds!

For the first time, Mo Ganyun felt his own insignificance. He was proud of being a crane standing out from the crowd, but now he is not as big as someone else's toe!

He has to worry about being trampled to death anytime and anywhere.

Mo Ganyun didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. He finally found a place and built a house for himself to live and practice. But he was more miserable.

The bisons didn't seem to eat humans, and they had no interest in him. After all, in the eyes of the monster bisons, this little guy didn't have much meat, not even enough to fill their teeth.

But the materials he collected were good - referring to the house that classmate Mo Ganyun had worked so hard to build.

They were all gathered together, and there was no need to worry about eating a mouthful of dirt... After all, if you pull up a tree yourself, the dirt you bring up is really not tasty.

So the buffaloes often come over casually, lower their heads, and roll their tongues, and Mo Ganyun's house is gone.

"Fuck you!"

Mo Ganyun was angry but dared not say anything.

He could only think of a way himself.

But... there was no way. He built a shed by himself, and these buffaloes still came and rolled away in a flash.

There was not even a cave in the huge plain!

Mo Ganyun was really helpless. He could only look for a big tree as thick as a house to see if there was a tree hole, but it must be said that the big trees here are very healthy...

After all, the unhealthy ones would not grow so big if they were eaten.

After two heavy rains, Mo Ganyun made up his mind to dig a tree hole himself.

The tree hole had just been dug, but it was blocked by buffaloes every day.

With a tongue, Mo Ganyun was rolled out of the tree hole and thrown out. The meaning was very clear: Go! Get us food! The kind without soil!

It can be said that Mo Ganyun really did retrain his body!

Of course, the biggest problem is that he didn't realize the need to exercise his body, but was treated as a slave by the bison...

He couldn't run away, and cut trees every day.

The bison were not too much, you just need to take care of one of us for a day. The others figured out their own way, and everyone took turns spontaneously, and whoever's turn it was would come over and carry Mo Ganyun out.

Extremely disciplined and regular.

Mo Ganyun was trapped in a cycle of extremely miserable slavery and couldn't extricate himself...

He couldn't escape.

The grassland was too vast, and the speed of the bison monster was extremely fast, chasing the wind and lightning. Mo Ganyun failed to escape several times, so he accepted his fate.

Just practice slowly, I don't believe that I can't beat these cows in the future when my cultivation level is improved?

When the time comes, I must kill a few of them to eat meat!

The people who came in seemed to be evenly divided by an invisible hand in places where they couldn't see each other.

Except for those very few impatient ones who ran out early to die or made themselves uncomfortable, everyone else was practicing peacefully.

Among the guardians, there was one person who was very lucky, and that was Xue Changqing, who was the first to lead the way in.

He was lucky enough to land in a natural medicine garden, which was full of various spiritual medicines. Although there were spiritual beasts guarding it, Xue Changqing settled down in this medicine garden after all.

At first, he just kept to himself and practiced quietly, without any restlessness.

But after breaking through the martial arts sect, he began to fight wits and courage with the guardian spiritual beasts, constantly stealing spiritual medicines to enrich and improve his cultivation.

And the number of his spiritual medicine column was also accumulating higher and higher day by day. After four years, it has reached 700!

This number is a bit shocking.

And Xue Changqing was constantly improving himself in this medicine valley. Even if his cultivation reached the emperor level, he still did not go out.

He knew that he might not have the current conditions to go out, and he knew who he was facing.

He had never seen Yan Beihan, but he would not underestimate him.

Feng Yun has always been Xue Changqing's opponent. Before Feng Yun took charge of the Zhengbei headquarters, the two had fought many times during their training. When they arrived at the Zhengbei headquarters, Xue Changqing was the chief commander and attacked and defended against Feng Yun.

They were praised as rivals and two great geniuses.

After the training, Feng Yun went back to receive inheritance and improve his cultivation. Xue Changqing was also treated the same way by the Xue family because both of them had reached the limit of accumulation.

Feng Yun had just arrived, while Xue Changqing had already surpassed him. After all, he was more than ten years older than Feng Yun.

Later, Feng Yun was transferred to the southeast. Because Dongfang Sansan had other considerations in the southeast, Xue Changqing did not go there, but continued to practice, so he was one step ahead of Feng Yun in terms of cultivation.

Before entering the Three-sided World; Xue Changqing's cultivation had already risen all the way to the Saint Venerable realm.

He had been waiting.

When Feng Yun rushed to the Cloud Weapon Chart, Xue Changqing would immediately rush to the list and snipe!

He also knew Feng Yun's methods very well. Xue Changqing knew Feng Yun's terror.

If he was a little weaker, if he was tricked by Feng Yun once...

That would be a disastrous outcome.

So he would not take it lightly. He knew what he was responsible for and his position among all the people who came in.

If he was defeated or died in Feng Yun's hands, it would be an unbearable defeat for the guardian.

Such a result would be the same for Feng Yun!

So Xue Changqing was sure. Feng Yun was also trying hard to accumulate. He didn't dare to come out either!

And Xue Changqing always paid attention to one thing: the sky phenomenon!

There were phenomena when the strange treasure or secret realm came out. This point was explained in the rules.

Since there were no phenomena in the sky, it meant that nothing that could affect the overall situation had happened.

In this case, everyone knew everything.

There was silence.

Time passed by so slowly.

When Fang Che finally broke through the general level and opened the space ring, seven years had passed in the three worlds!

Fang Che's cultivation finally began to advance by leaps and bounds from this moment on.

As for Sun Wutian's worry that the resurrection spirit would shed its skin and return to its original appearance, it had already disappeared without his knowledge.

In this place without any human habitation, Fang Che began to torment himself to exhaustion every day.

Swords, spears, halberds, and flying knives.

He practiced all kinds of sword and knife techniques one by one, and when he rested, he kept thinking about how to integrate the perfect sword style and perfect sword momentum into it.

Especially the Kongming body technique, Fang Che studied it most seriously.

This is a real life-saving thing. Then he discovered something strange.

The Nightmare Divine Art of East Lake Night Emperor Sikong Ye and the Night Demon Divine Art from Heavenly King Xiao Ning Zaifei, combined with the Kongming body technique and the Kongming sword, are truly a perfect match and complement each other.

And the Dragon God Halberd can also perfectly match the Nightmare, Night Demon, and Kongming body technique!

Fang Che finally understood: It seems that these... are of the same origin? All of them are transformed from the Kongming sword?

Or are they separated from another technique?

But these are no longer verifiable, because after all, the originals of those have not been left behind, and the only thing that can be passed down is the Kongming sword.

However, after Fang Che had this idea in mind, he naturally worked hard to integrate it, and then found that it was really... twice the result with half the effort!

This was really an unexpected discovery.

If he practiced it alone before, he would never find it, because on the surface, it was completely unrelated: how can the method of turning the body into an invisible form by turning into clouds and mist, and the light and ethereal body movement be connected with the domineering and powerful Dragon God Halberd?

Anyone with a little bit of brains would not think so.

But the fact is that there is an inseparable connection between them, and when they are combined, the power is even greater!

This is hard to think of even if you rack your brains.

Every day, Fang Che carefully practiced all the martial arts he knew several times, and then began to integrate them with each other creatively.

He even tried to integrate the Nine Styles of the King with the Dragon God Halberd. Facts have proved that not everything can be integrated...

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The King's Nine Styles and the Dragon God Halberd Kongming Sword are completely two different paths. After trying it once, Fang Che's back muscles were almost twisted into a knot.

Mr. Fang was very sensible and gave up this unrealistic fantasy.

But he also really felt that he had learned a lot of things, and he was tired like a dog every day. Sweat!

But with practice, the understanding is also increasing.

Especially when practicing from scratch again, there are some places that I didn't pay attention to when practicing. Now I carefully ponder it and find that there are many places that I have ignored.

And the ignored part is often very useful. After realizing it, I connect it again from the beginning, and the power increases again!

This makes Fang Che feel like he has found a hidden treasure. He indulges in it every day and never gets tired of it.

Nine years have passed.

Fang Che has reached the first level of the emperor again.

But now, he could feel that his combat power had more than tripled compared to when he was at the Emperor level!

"This is the true path of martial arts! The path of flawless martial arts!"

Fang Che sighed with emotion.

Thinking of another name for this three-sided world: Lingming Trial Field!

I really feel that these five words are really appropriate!

Spiritual wisdom world, enlightenment and understanding!

"The reason why he is a god... is not without reason!" Fang Che sighed softly, full of yearning.

Nine years.

It's really just a snap of the fingers.

Fang Che felt that the eight words "a snap of the fingers, a hundred years of time" in the rules were truly reflected.

Now Fang Che is mowing the grass bit by bit with the sword energy of the Kongming Sword.

Every time the sword goes down, only one blade of grass is cut, and no more is cut; this is his daily pastime.

The same is true for Mingshi's spearmanship. It was not easy to come out once, and Fang Che controlled Junlin Nine Styles to burn red ants for a whole afternoon.

Mingshi almost exploded with anger.

It's too insulting!

"That kind of sky phenomenon will probably take at least 20 to 30 years... right?"

Fang Che was thinking, in another 20 to 30 years, he would be a Saint Emperor, right?

While thinking.

Suddenly, he was stunned and turned his head to look.

On the island in the middle of the lake in his own waters, a puff of green smoke came out!

It was thick and dense, rushing straight up to the sky.

Fang Che watched the green smoke lingering in the sky, and finally transformed into the shape of a large tomb.

The strong wind couldn't blow it away.

A large tomb, at such a height, can probably be seen from tens of thousands of miles away.

But as if it was afraid that others couldn't see it, the large tomb in the sky suddenly began to emit golden light after it was formed!

The light of the sun... No, it was much denser than the sun's light.

And the golden light formed the appearance of a golden armored general, standing tall in the air, holding a long sword with golden light tens of thousands of feet,

shining brightly!

All you can see is a golden armor, but you can't tell whether it's a human or an animal. It's completely covered in golden light.

The golden light is getting brighter and brighter.

It's clear that there are good things here! Come and grab them!

Four big words slowly formed in the air.

"South of the Starry Sky!"

Obviously, this is the name of this general? Or is it a position? Title?

But, this is undoubtedly one of the ten gods and demons in the introduction!

It should be the Tomb of Gods and Demons!

Vision, vision appeared! !

A terrifying breath instantly spread in all directions.

Fang Che stared at the tomb in the sky with his mouth open, slapped his thigh hard, and cursed in a tearful voice: "Master Drafting... I am only an emperor! Ahhh!..."

Fang Che was completely numb.

Because he knows how much less time he has to practice than others, and to make up for his own foundation, the distance between him and others will be as wide as heaven and earth.

While he was desperately chasing after him, the vision actually appeared in his hometown. What a shitty thing this is!

But this Lingming Trial Field obviously didn't take Fang Che's level into consideration.

The vision appeared so suddenly!

"I'm so convinced!"

Fang Che looked helpless and sad.

He didn't expect it so early, and he didn't expect this vision to actually appear in his home!

Completely confused!

Then the first thing he did was: jump into the water with a plop and put the nine dragon scales into the space ring!

The treasure of the big tomb has two options, but it is certain that the gang will come and snatch his dragon scales.

Then he activated the power of water control and headed towards the island in the middle of the lake.

Under the water, on the island in the middle of the lake, I worked diligently overtime and dug out thirty or forty holes. Just in case.

But then he realized that he was thinking too much. This island in the middle of the lake is actually growing up.

As soon as I dug a hole, it was squeezed and filled up, and then I couldn't find it.

I had no choice but to give up immediately, go back and quickly demolish my house on the shore, and fill in the ground beneath the house, leaving only the densely packed earth like honeycomb coal, which was all a trap!

Tens of thousands!

Before I finished processing, I heard a buzzing in the air...

Countless flying insects came in an overwhelming amount.

"I'm here! I've been waiting for you for nine years! How many nine years can there be in life!"

Fang Che's eyes filled with tears.

It was the centipede army that he had been waiting for for nine years.

And what was crawling on the ground was the army of poisonous snakes that he was familiar with.

After nine years, Fang Che felt that his arrangement was useless, but he suddenly had a vision. This large army was indeed coming, and it was still marching in the familiar land and air routes.

The hissing sound of pain continued.

That's where countless snakes fell into the trap.

Thump thump.

Fang Che, however, held the fire certificate in his hand and set fire everywhere.

Suddenly, the poisonous weeds that had been accumulated for nine years finally took effect, and thick smoke billowed.

The swarms of centipedes that covered the sky fell down like heavy rain. The ground made a crackling sound. In an instant, the ground was covered with a thick layer, almost several feet long, and the sky was still flying in and falling down...

Fang Che, who was now a Martial Emperor, stood high above the water, holding a few specially made large cattail fans. With enough cultivation, he started to fan.

Thick smoke billowed toward the flying centipede that had covered the world.

Not to mention how huge the power accumulated over the past nine years was. All in all, the thick smoke was rising, but from a low altitude, it was almost thicker than the sky phenomenon.

Although the centipede army is large, hundreds of millions, they are still in a panic when encountering such a vicious trap.

Seeing the centipedes flying in the distance getting bigger and bigger, Fang Che threw the cattail leaf fan away, and the underworld was in his hand.

He rushed directly into the centipede army and killed tens of thousands of them with one shot in the thick smoke!

Puff puff puff...

Hades emerged from the tip of the gun, protesting angrily with his hands on his hips.

So disgusting!

What are these? What are they! The yellow and sticky green juice is so smelly...

"Enemy!" Fang Che spoke concisely and continued to kill the enemy with his swing.

Practice the Nine Postures of Junlin over and over again.

Perhaps Jun Lin never expected that his invincible marksmanship would now be used by this boy to concentrate on killing centipedes... The tens of thousands of traps on the ground had been completely filled with poisonous snakes.

The huge body of the poisonous python came in all directions, bringing up pieces of smoke and dust on the ground.

The sky was filled with thick smoke, and more and more centipedes were flying towards me.

On the ground, centipede corpses have covered the ground to a depth of two feet, and countless giant pythons are eating them as they move forward. Those at the front were already unable to move even after they had rushed less than one-fifth of the distance.

Then more pythons passed over the body and continued to eat.

Continue to lie down, and then continue to come from behind...

Snake Mountain slowly formed.