Chapter 555: Disciples Have a Difficult Time [Two in One]

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... I, I... I still want to kill these families with my 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. After a long time, he said indifferently: "How many warriors have come out of 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 was 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 stammered to explain.

"Humph..."

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

There were too many dissatisfactions, but also 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: "This disciple... I don't know how he came here all these years. As a sect, he became the champion of the plan to raise Gu to become a god, but he didn't even dare to show his face."

"Countless families want to kill me, and countless enemies of this sect... stay anonymous, be careful, and walk on thin ice... Before the plan to raise Gu to become a god, the disciples could still move around, but now, they dare not move at all!"

"Disciple is puzzled, how many champions have we had in the cult of cultivating Gu to become gods over the years? Why don't others receive such treatment? Why did the disciple suddenly become the target of public criticism when he won the championship?"

"And this disciple, this champion, has implicated the master to death..."

"Now I can only use a false identity. Every time I do it, the disciples feel that they are more comfortable living with the Guardian than in their own sect... Why is this? Why is this?!"

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

"In order to protect me, the leader and master, the entire Yixin Sect has been banned!"

"Without resources and backing, I can only grit my teeth and practice hard on my own. The children of those aristocratic families who originally participated in raising Gu to become a god with me, and the descendants of the headquarters, now everyone's real cultivation level is higher than mine!"

"And this disciple has to rely on charity from others even for a pill..."

"The disciple gritted his teeth, practiced hard, completed various tasks with all his strength, fought with all his strength, circled in front of the gate of hell, trained in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, in order to get that aura of light in his mind..."

"However, even with a thousand times of effort, someone can completely surpass you with just one pill!"

Fang Che said with extreme anger.

He was like a helpless child who was bullied by others and suddenly found his own supporter and poured out all the pain in his heart.

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

Fang Che wiped away his tears and said in confusion: "Master, it's the disciple who lost his temper. Suddenly... I don't know why, why he said so many useless words... It's just that it's been too difficult for the disciple these years! It's really too difficult……"

If Fang Che didn't say that he was worthless, Sun Wutian would definitely scold him: "Nothing!" to show his dissatisfaction and love for his younger generation.

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

After all, he is the first relative he has seen after thousands of years.

And, maybe the only one!

"There is nothing to be said for showing true feelings."

Sun Wutian's heart softened, and his pity suddenly rose. He instantly became kind-hearted, and said with a sigh: "I have suffered a lot from you these years."

Ordinarily, at this point, the most important thing Fang Che should do is to follow Sun Wutian's words, kneel down, hug Sun Wutian's thigh and cry loudly.

But Fang Che had been brewing for a long time but couldn't get the mood right, so he had to forcefully laugh, wiped his eyes, sniffed and said: "Disciple can see the founder today... I won't have to suffer anymore in the future!"

"well said!"

Sun Wutian snorted angrily, looked into the distance proudly, and said, "That's right! If you see me today, you won't have to suffer anymore in the future!"

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 some good thing, a heritage jade or something...but when he looked down, he saw that it was his communication jade.

"...Thank you, Patriarch."

"Your sword skills are well polished. There is nothing left about your skills."

Sun Wutian said calmly: "It's just that your current cultivation level is not enough, and you can't exert the true power of the Hatian Sword Technique. You have to accumulate evil energy on weekdays!"

"yes."

"When you want to kill someone, no matter who your opponent is, they always have one..."

Sun Wutian thought for a while and said: "...Full of hatred, with the murderous intention to kill his whole family and the whole city! The ferocious spirit can be unleashed at any time. Send and receive only from the heart!"

"Thank you, Grandmaster, for your guidance."

"Besides this, what else do you practice?"

"There is also the Feitian Sword Technique, passed down by Master Sun Yuan; the Seven Blood Spirit Swords, passed down by Master Yin Shen Palace, the advanced version of the Seven Blood Spirit Swords, the Blood Smoke Sword... and the Tuotian Sword, which the disciple only found out today is incomplete. In addition to this, there is the guardian's martial arts, and the disciples also learned a lot from the martial arts academy..."

Fang Che Linlin listed twenty or thirty kinds.

Hearing this, the old devil kept frowning.

"What kind of barren stuff is this?"

Sun Wutian was very dissatisfied: "That sword of yours is quite famous, but it turned out that the sword seed given to you by Ningxue Sword was enlightened by itself; the rest... what are they?"

Fang Che lowered his head, tried his best to show a 'weak, pitiful, and helpless' look, and said with shame: "Disciple is guilty..."

Sun Wutian waved his hand: "You have a fart crime!"

He pondered for a moment and said: "The Blood Smoke Swordsman... is of no use unless you practice to the highest level; and the Seven Blood Spirit Swords... why don't you use them today?"

"Disciples know that although the Seven Blood Spirit Swords are killing swords, they can be used against the same level or super level. They can even deal with the Saint level at the Emperor level. But for higher levels and larger gaps, it cannot be dealt with. If it works, you will suffer a big loss because the sword moves lightly... The Patriarch is as powerful as a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi as soon as he makes a move, and he is so powerful that he can hide without making a move, so the disciple..."

Fang Che looked a little embarrassed; "...I don't dare to use it."

"You're pretty good!"

Sun Wutian snorted and asked, "What are you missing now?"

Fang Che's eyes lit up, the opportunity had come.

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

Sun Wutian resisted the urge to be stunned!

What the hell...

I just asked this casually.

As a result...we got into trouble?

This kid... lacks everything?

But thinking about Night Demon's situation, he couldn't help but sigh.

During the time between waking up and coming out, I heard countless people in the headquarters talking about the Night Demon.

The situation is indeed dire.

"I'm not afraid of Grandmaster's jokes."

Fang Che said pitifully: "The most precious resources for the disciples now are the rewards from the original plan to raise Gu to become gods and the championship rewards from the friendly battles of the younger generation. Most of the remaining resources are with the guardians." Bian, given by the guardian.”

Sun Wutian had a dark look on his face.

This is so fucking miserable!

He knew clearly that this boy was showing off his pity, but he had nothing to say, because, from a superficial point of view, this boy's greatest resource really came from this.

"Ancestor gives it to you!"

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

I carry a lot of things with me now, but they are all for my own use, and there are really very few that are suitable for Night Demon's level.

At this moment, Sun Wutian only felt extremely regretful.

He now understood what the strange expression on Yan Nan's face after calling him over to tell him about Night Demon meant: It's your first time meeting your descendant, and you didn't even prepare a meeting gift?

Old thing!

You didn't remind me!

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

"Disciple is going to Bibo City and going home... There is something going on at home, which made the Grandmaster laugh. That's what happened..."

Fang Che explained respectfully.

Sun Wutian immediately said: "This is a big deal and a business matter. In this case, we can't delay your business! You go home first, and after I think about what you need, I will get a batch for you, and then I will naturally go find you." "

"Yes, Master Patriarch. Don't be in a hurry, disciple!"

Fang Che said in a very sensible manner: "Actually, I have enough on hand... It's just the first time I've met the Patriarch. Disciple... I'm a little greedy. Grandmaster shouldn't take it to heart. It's the disciple's fault."

Sun Wutian felt less and less excited.

Said: "You go do your own thing first. When you return to East Lake Continent, I will teach you how to truly hate the Heavenly Sword."

"The real Hate Tian Dao?"

Fang Che was stunned for a moment and said: "What the disciple has learned..."

"What you have learned is my Hattian Sword, and the unique skill of Hattian Sword belongs to the sect. But since you have practiced my Hattian Sword to such an extent, you can also practice the sect's Hattian Sword. "

Then he said: "Go out. I will come looking for you in a few days."

"Okay. Patriarch, please take care of yourself... Disciple sincerely prays that Patriarch will live forever and be in good health."

Fang Che looked at Sun Wutian with admiration: "Grandmaster, please take care. The current world is different from that of the past. Disciple... I would like to explain to you, Grandmaster... this..."

"You still need this!"

Sun Wutian laughed and scolded.

Fang Che smiled in surprise and said: "It's just that the Patriarch appeared in the southeast. There must be something that requires the Patriarch to do something. However, the Patriarch has not been out for many years. The disciple is now a life and death patrol in the Southeast. Everything has been going well recently. The official luck of the guards is good. Prosperity...it's of some use...hehe, it's just a matter of duty.

He wanted to find out the reason for Sun Wutian's visit.

And it also emphatically pointed out that 'I have a high position, everything goes well, and my official career is prosperous'; that means: You'd better not cause trouble for me...

Fang Che is really afraid that this old devil will go on a killing spree in the southeast without caring about it!

This old guy is too lethal!

Sun Wutian didn't care at all, and said: "I came to sit in the southeast, and by the way, I wanted to find out what the Shen Weasel Sect is."

He looked at Fang Che with his gray eyes and said, "Don't worry, my purpose here is not to be a guardian."

"yes."

Fang Che felt relieved, but also felt a shiver in his heart.

This old devil is really keen, he can't be tempted like this again in the future.

He added: "The disciples are here and have a little energy. The founder can rest assured."

"Is it just your energy?"

Sun Wutian sneered, and then said: "After you get out, just pretend to be unconscious."

"Disciple understands."

Fang Che originally wanted to deal with this matter, but now that Sun Wutian has made arrangements, he is naturally relieved.

Well, I also fell into a coma, and I didn’t know what was going on.

This is a good idea.

Just as he was about to go out, Sun Wutian said, "Hey, you kid, you didn't even bother to communicate with the Patriarch."

Fang Che slapped his head and quickly took out the We-I-Orthodox Communication Jade: "It's a discourteous disciple, please let the Patriarch pass."

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

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

Sun Wutian waved his sleeves, knocking Fang Che unconscious, and then waved his sleeves again, and suddenly the whole group fell to the ground neatly, including their horses.

He actually carefully maintained everyone's previous formation.

Wu Zi is worried.

It doesn't matter if these guardians die, but my descendants of the Hatred Heaven Sword cannot die, and they are watching in secret...

After a long time.

A muffled groan.

An Ruoxing, who had the highest cultivation level among the group, 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 after.

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 of raising 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 to the point of having no way out, 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!"