Chapter 822 The Night Demon Cult's Five Spirit Gu [Two-in-One]

"Okay."

Feng Yun agreed.

Because Night Demon asked this question, Feng Yun instinctively thought that Yan Beihan had told Night Demon about the chief's actions, right?

So he agreed immediately.

But he didn't know that Fang Che asked this question based on: If you don't give me anything, what should I use to find it?

Fang Che quietly entered the Night Demon Cult's headquarters.

He was the leader and had the highest authority. It was naturally easy for him to enter silently.

There were only seven people in the Night Demon Cult, and they had never recruited soldiers. With the great formation of the church, they didn't even need a gatekeeper.

After entering, they were still thousands of feet away from the headquarters, and they heard all kinds of roaring sounds.

With a kind of determination and a desperate momentum.

It was like the sound of fighting a life-and-death battle with an irreconcilable enemy.

Fang Che couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

This... Is there still an enemy in the sect?

While thinking about it, he heard a deafening bang, and the mountains roared and echoed.

As a veteran who often makes such blows, Fang can tell whether the sound is a punch on the head, chest or buttocks with just one listen.

There will be no error!

And this loud noise is definitely the kind of sound that can only be made when someone uses all his strength to slap someone in the face!

The slapping has actually made such an earth-shaking sound, which shows how fierce the battle was.

Just as I thought about it, I heard another earth-shaking sound, and the mountains roared and echoed.

A scream came out.

It was full of pain that I wanted to die.

Fang Che heard it clearly, it was Long Yikong's voice.

The Night Demon Sect Leader was immediately angry!

Someone actually came to my Night Demon Sect's lair to beat people?

Who is so bold?

For the sake of caution, Sect Leader Fang quietly hid his body and moved over. Thinking in his heart: What if it is the Guardian's people, what should I do?

Then he finally made his way into the martial arts field.

Looking around, Sect Leader Fang, who had turned into smoke, was almost shocked and fell out of the void on the spot.

I saw that all the seven great Vajras of his Night Demon Sect were on the martial arts field.

They were practicing enthusiastically.

Ding Jieran was tied with a lot of odds and ends, with a bowl of water on his head, sweating profusely, and practicing sword.

Others such as Long Yikong, Mo Wang, Ma Qianli, Feng Wanxia, ​​etc. were the same.

They were tied with odds and ends and were practicing on their own. Everyone's face was swollen, with a bowl of water on his head, and their expressions were ferocious, as if they were fighting desperately.

But... there was no desperate opponent.

They were just making moves one by one, making moves meticulously, and making moves with all their strength!

Then they took them back and made the next move!

There was a panting sound, but there was no one to fight with, so... where did the roar just now come from?

Under the shocked eyes of Master Fang... Long Yikong took a step, twisted his waist, turned, and stepped out with his sword... A drop of water splashed out of the large bowl on his head.

Long Yikong was frustrated.

He stopped and took off the bowl.

He stood at attention, looking ready to die.

Then Feng Wanxia on the opposite side also carefully took off the large bowl on her head, rubbed her hands and walked over, took a deep breath, and then used all her strength to slap him!

Bang!

A sound that shook the earth and mountains suddenly sounded, and the mountains roared!

Long Yikong screamed, blood spurted out of his seven orifices, and he fell headfirst.

Without saying a word, he got up by himself, used his power, recovered by himself, shook his head, wiped the blood with his sleeve, and then thought about it, and went over to put the large bowl on his head again.

Feng Wanxia also picked up a kettle without saying a word and added some water to Long Yikong's large bowl.

Then he quietly retreated, held his big bowl on his head again, and practiced silently.

Finally... a drop of water splashed out from Feng Wanxia's side.

Then as before...

Long Yikong grinned and slapped her, and Feng Wanxia was directly knocked back more than ten feet. Her pretty face was visibly swollen, and even the corners of her eyes were cracked.

Feng Wanxia didn't say anything, silently healing herself, and then held the bowl again, Long Yikong added water...

The cycle started again.

The other ones were the same.

Mo Wang splashed water, and Ma Qianli slapped him with almost all his strength. Mo Wang was almost knocked unconscious on the spot, and then healed his wounds, held the bowl, added water, and started again...

Six people, three pairs, fighting each other.

Fang Che could see that there was no mercy at all, and everyone used all their strength, fearing that they would suffer a little loss.

The great protector Ding Jieran was practicing alone on the side, and there was no sparring, so he just drew his sword and put it away silently.

Fang Che was curious, what should Ding Jieran do?

So he flicked his finger, and a soundless stream of energy flew over, knocking out a few drops of water from the large bowl on Ding Jieran's head.

Ding Jieran immediately stopped moving, frowned, and began to think about his mistakes with a thoughtful look on his face.

He frowned and thought for a long time.

He put down the bowl, stood at attention, and then exerted all his strength...

Bang!

A slap fell on his face without any pretense, and the mountains roared, the earth shook, and the seven orifices bled and the stars shone.

Then he added water after beating himself, put the bowl on top, and continued.

Fang Che was immediately confused.

"Oh my god... can it be like this!"

Looking carefully at the seven guys' cultivation, he was surprised. Mo Wang was almost a Saint King, Ding Jieran was also a Saint, and the others had also improved by more than one level.

"It makes no sense not to improve after working so hard. It really works!"

Fang Che touched his chin.

"But it's still a little weak."

Fang Che touched his chin again.

His eyes rolled.

"We must give them more motivation. As the leader, I have no choice but to do it."

So Leader Fang hid in the dark and secretly shot out a stream of energy.

So.

Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia kept fighting, Ding Jieran kept hurting himself, and the other four kept fighting each other...

The number of mistakes this afternoon was dozens of times more than before.

In a short while, the seven people were beaten to a pulp.

Snap! Snap! Snap...

Ding Jieran suddenly found something wrong.

It's impossible to make so many mistakes!

Puzzled, he took the bowl off, turned his head and looked at everyone, frowning tightly.

The six guys kept making mistakes and beating each other.

Ding Jieran scanned the whole place and found nothing.

Then he took the weight off his body without hesitation.

Turning to the entrance: "Master!"

This was unprecedented for Ding Jieran. He was the first to speak when no one else was talking.

Ding Jieran's two words contained a lot of meaning.

"Master is here!" "Master, you are back!" "Subordinates see Master!"

etc... are all condensed in this sentence.

Ding Jieran just doesn't like to talk, but he actually has a good brain. Basically, all the people who can come in from the Night Demon Cult are here.

If anyone can come in silently without disturbing everyone, then it can only be the Night Demon Cult Master, Night Demon!

Clear thinking!

Mo Wang and the others stopped slapping each other and looked at each other like pigs: "The leader is coming?"

"Chief Protector, are you seeing things?"

"Where is the leader coming from?"

"Is the leader really coming?"

Everyone asked at once.

Fang Che could no longer hide, and appeared from the void: "You all tried hard."

"Greetings to the leader!"

"Everyone, get up."

Fang Che gathered everyone together, looking at the wounds on their faces, he was quite speechless: "Everyone, fix yourselves, this is so swollen... Feng Wanxia, ​​look at you, I'm not saying you, Long Yikong, you hit a girl so hard?"

Long Yikong said aggrievedly: "The leader doesn't know, she hit me like this first."

Feng Wanxia jumped up on the spot, her eyes were about to split: "Long Yikong! Explain to me clearly, who hit who first?"

Long Yikong's momentum weakened: "...I didn't hit who so hard..."

"Then it was my fault?"

"My fault, okay."

"It was your fault!"

"..."

The two of them actually quarreled again with just one sentence.

Fang Che had a headache: "Hurry up, take the pills, dress up... talk for a while, seeing you like this, I have no interest in talking, I always feel like I am leading a group of defeated soldiers..."

"The leader is joking."

So everyone started to practice and take pills to heal their wounds.

A quarter of an hour later, everything returned to normal.

But the tear on Feng Wanxia's eye was still healing slowly, and Long Yikong's broken nose was still reshaping, and the process was very slow.

"Tell me, what did you do during my absence?"

Fang Che asked.

"We..."

Of course, Mo Wang was the one who reported the work, because Ding Jieran's eyes were already on his face.

He said everything he had done in a proper manner.

Then Feng Wanxia began to report the financial situation.

Ma Qianli began to report the infrastructure; and Yang Jiucheng was responsible for reporting the intelligence work.

Fang Che suddenly realized...during his absence, the Night Demon Cult was actually well organized, and various channels were established.

And he robbed a lot of things.

The warehouse also strictly follows its own standards: those below the best spiritual crystals will not be included and will be sold directly.

And now there are more than 20,000 best spiritual crystals in the warehouse.

"This... is well done."

Sect Leader Fang was very satisfied.

"It's just that your cultivation is a bit behind the times."

Fang Che said: "It can be seen that you are very lazy at ordinary times."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

What have you done after working so hard, and still no progress?

We have already completed the requirement you made before you left, "Everyone must improve one or two grades."

In the past, it might not be possible to improve to the first grade in ten or eight years, what else do you want us to do?

At this speed now, forgive us for being frank, we didn't even dare to think about it before.

Sect Leader Fang said lightly: "Since you are not convinced, then let's have a fight."

So he returned to the martial arts arena.

With the great improvement of Sect Leader Fang's cultivation, he made a full-strength attack.

The seven Vajras died instantly, without any power to fight back.

Ding Jieran lay on the ground, his bones all broken, his eyes filled with horror!

Night Devil!

He is indeed a demon that has never appeared in the world! With such progress, I am afraid that Boss Fang is no match for him.

But how can Night Devil improve so quickly?

Ding Jieran felt that he could not figure it out even if he racked his brains.

Fang Che beat all the seven masters of the Night Demon Cult to a near-death state, and then completely destroyed their foundation!

Even part of the background was broken up.

Then he took out various elixirs and resources and gave them to the seven people to reshape them; and then used elixirs to replenish the foundation.

Finally, take out the recovery elixir and take one for each person to restore their vitality.

"What now?"

"Suddenly I feel that my foundation has become much more solid." This is Mo Wang's true feeling.

"The road to martial arts once again feels like it extends infinitely."

"Thank you, Master!"

"No need to worry!"

Fang Che said: "In the evening, each of us will have a jar of wine to strengthen our foundation. Lay a solid foundation first, and then move forward."

This group of people is his future team in the Only Self Orthodox Church, so Fang Che will never be stingy.

The more you can improve them, the better.

Otherwise, if they are completely unable to keep up with their strength, some things will be difficult for Fang Che to handle.

"Ding Jingran."

"My subordinate is here!"

"In the next month, you are responsible for polishing them all!"

Fang Che said calmly: "We must solidify their foundation to the point where it cannot be solid anymore! I don't care what method you use! Anyway, it must be done within a month!"

"As long as you don't kill them all, I don't care even if you tear them apart and rebuild them!"

"Yes, leader!"

Ding Juran solemnly agreed.

Mo Li Ma Qian Li Niu Bai Zhan and so on are all dishonest. What this General Protector is like is not a human being. We have all learned this lesson many times during this period.

Now that the leader has given him such a task, it means that good times have truly come for everyone.

What follows is definitely everyone’s nightmare moment.

On the contrary, Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia didn't care very much, because they were really torturing each other to the edge of life and death.

"In one month, or twenty days, the Night Demon Cult will be dispatched frequently."

Fang Che narrowed his eyes: "Ding Juran, your tasks are very heavy, and your cultivation tasks are also very heavy! If in the future, my leader rises into the sky, but you guys are dragged on the ground, how will you do things for me in the future? "

"Remember, don't lose my people!"

"Yes! Leader!"

Everyone agreed in unison.

Then all kinds of trivial matters began to be explained. For the first time, Fang Che felt that being a leader was actually not that easy.

On the Guardian side, being a hands-off shopkeeper is fine. But on the side of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church, things will really go wrong if the shopkeeper throws his hands away.

Because of these demons, if you are in a bad mood, they will massacre your entire village.

Finally finished.

"Ding Juran, come forward!"

"yes!"

"Relax your mind completely and block the spiritual energy in your Dantian. I want to check your Five Spirit Gu."

"yes."

Ding Jieran couldn't help but feel shocked: This devil wants to check my Five Spirit Gu? What is he going to do?

Did you find something?

Fang Che's Wuliang Sutra passed through Ding Jieran's meridians and successfully found the location of the Five Spirit Gu.

Then the immeasurable scriptures were covered.

The pressure of the Five Spirit Gu was also released simultaneously.

Ding Ziran's Five Spirit Gu suddenly seemed to be in danger. He panicked, kept begging for mercy, kowtowed and made all kinds of ugly appearances.

Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu proudly controlled Ding Juran's Five Spirit Gu, giving him a sense of déjà vu as if the immortal in the clouds were looking at the world of mortals.

Just ants! Are you worthy of being called Five Spirit Gu?

Fang Che felt his spiritual power, suppressed the Five Spirit Gu, and tried to go in the direction of refining, but found that he still couldn't refine it.

However, it was able to suppress Ding Ziran's Five Spirit Gu so that there was no movement at all.

It's like being in a state of suspended animation.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Although the Infinite Sutra has still not broken through to the third level, its suppressive effect is much stronger than in the early stage!

Could it be that my Infinite Sutra has reached the late stage of the second level?

Fang Che was thinking in his mind and began to ask his Five Spirit Gu: "How long can I silence this little Gu with the situation I am suppressing now?"

Wuling Gu thought for a while and gave a precise answer: "With my power, as a leader, I can control the subordinate Gu insects for ten days!"

Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu proudly announced: "In these ten days, even if the Gu God issues an order, it will be useless!"

Ten days?

Fang Che knew what was going on.

It seems it's still not enough.

At the very least, it needs to be suppressed for more than half a year at a time, which is a six-month safety period before you can do anything else.

As for direct refining...

Even if you have the ability to refine it, you must not refine it casually.

After all, keeping this level of identity is of great use.

Then Fang Che let his Five Spirit Gu revive Ding Ziran's Five Spirit Gu, and the Wuliang Sutra slowly withdrew.

He nodded and said: "Don't be fooled! Come here!"

Leader Fang suppressed the Five Spirit Gu of each of his seven subordinates, revived them, and then announced that everything was fine.

He wants to create a routine: as long as I don't come back for a while, the first thing I do when I come back is to check each of you's Five Spirit Gu.

Use this method to form the habit of the Night Demon Cult.

Moreover, it doesn’t matter even if I say it out loud, this is me as the leader testing the loyalty of my subordinates.

Each has its own approach.

Who can say there is something wrong with me?

Besides, the Five Spirit Gu revived soon after. These little things have limited intelligence, and coupled with the suppression of the Five Spirit Gu at the leader level, they can't convey any information.

"How many little leaders have you killed recently?"

Fang Che rolled his eyelids.

During this period, there were a few times when his Five Spirit Gu suddenly gained some kind of energy and grew stronger.

And every time it grew stronger, Fang Che had to torture it eight or ten times.

Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu has already formed a habit of this, and has been tempered on the edge of destruction...

Even now, I am looking forward to being tortured. Because after each torture, I will find myself more solid.

Of course, the more this kind of torture, the better.

Even Fang Che's Five Spirit Gu began to dream, what if one day the master rushed into the starry sky and became a legendary existence, then at that time, wouldn't I be... also a god?

Thinking of this prospect, I was so excited that I couldn't help myself. How could there be any objection?

Finally finished.

Fang Che said solemnly: "Very good, you have no second thoughts, it's worth my taking you with me for so long."

Mo Wang and others immediately knew what the leader was doing.

They all shuddered in their hearts: "We will never betray the leader, and we will follow the leader in this life and never regret it!"

"Yes. We are all family members, I am relieved."

Fang Che said: "In short, improve your strength as soon as possible to prepare for the future. You can all feel that my strength has begun to improve by leaps and bounds. So, you understand."

"Yes, leader!"

Everyone said in unison.

They all felt a sense of urgency.

Yes, the leader's strength has almost increased many times compared to the strength when the leader raised Gu to become a god.

How long has it been? If it continues at this speed, won't they be left behind by the leader soon? ?

We must work harder!

Anyway, the leader has laid a good foundation for us now, so there is no need to worry.

Just move forward.

"Master, there is one more thing, which is about the Five Spirit Gu."

After Master Fang checked the Five Spirit Gu, Mo Wang suddenly remembered another thing.

"What's wrong?"

"The statue of the Sky Centipede worshipped by our Night Demon Sect has produced the Five Spirit Gu."

Mo Wang said: "The first batch of 500 Five Spirit Gu larvae have been sealed in special wax balls. Master, how to deal with these? Do you need to develop your power?"

Fang Che frowned, his eyes were a little disdainful, and he said lightly: "Mo Wang, what do you think?"

"I dare not say."

"I let you say it!"

Fang Che's eyes were cold.

Mo Wang grunted a few times, and finally bent down and said: "This... developing subordinate families to increase the eyes and ears and financial resources of the sect is a common practice of all sects... cough cough cough..."

"Keep talking! Tell me what you really think!"

"Yes, Master."

Mo Wang bowed: "But I don't agree with it. To be honest, Master, since the establishment of our Night Demon Sect, all the members are now at the Saint level, and they are about to become Saint Kings."

"After this wave of beatings from the Chief Protector, it is not a problem for us to have all the Saint Kings."

"With our current cultivation and needs... developing those small families at the level of eighty or ninety... is useless! On the contrary, it will increase the chance of us being exposed."

Mo Wang glanced at the Master's face, and finally said: "I feel... cough, cough... the cost is greater than the benefit, it's nothing Necessary. "

He quickly continued: "And the leader also said that soldiers are better in quality than in quantity. Generals are better in bravery than in number... so..."

Fang Che frowned, tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers, and said lightly: "So, it is best not to develop the five spirits, right?"

"...Yes."

Mo Wang was bold and said: "If the leader finds someone suitable to join our sect in the future... we can directly absorb them... without having to do it from the bottom... not only does it waste energy, but it is also easy to be futile. After all, the guardians are extremely strict in monitoring such families. If you are not careful, not only will this family be directly pulled out, but it will also easily lead to the exposure of people in our sect..."

Fang Che was expressionless, thinking, and looking at others: "What do you think?"

Ding Jieran had a coffin face as usual, and said nothing.

Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia said immediately: "The subordinates also think it is unnecessary, and it is too cumbersome and troublesome to spread the doctrine and so on. "