Chapter 968 Fang Che's Desperate Method [Additional Chapter 77 for the Golden Alliance Madman]

Yan Beihan looked at Bi Yunyan unkindly: "I actually gave you a higher generation? And you increased your generation by hundreds at once... Yunyan, you... have made a lot of progress."

Bi Yunyan lowered her eyebrows and said: "Anyway, no matter where I am, I will listen to you. I don't care whether my generation is increased or not."

Yan Beihan reminded: "In the future, especially in front of Feng Xue and Chen Xue, you have to be careful!"

Bi Yunyan also immediately became serious: "I understand. This risk is too great..."

The banquet ended.

Fang Che said: "Lord Yan, I said I would report to you alone..."

Yan Beihan snorted and said: "Report later, Yunyan, let's go!"

The two women disappeared without a trace in a burst of fragrant wind.

After waiting for a night, Fang beat his chest and stamped his feet: "This is not a promise..."

Return to the cave and start practicing.

As Yan Beihan said, at this stage, the main focus is on improving cultivation.

The next morning, Fang got up.

Now this valley has become the Fang family, and as the head of the family, Mr. Fang naturally has to shoulder the responsibility.

Now that the star fruit has been dissolved, he can practice without distraction.

Fang Che manipulated the sword energy, destroying everything along the way, and cleaned up the surroundings of the valley. The sword energy and knife energy crisscrossed, not only practicing with all his strength, but also beautifying his own environment.

Mr. Fang worked very hard.

Sweeping the southeast, northwest, and then gradually expanding outward, it took ten days to expand to a radius of almost 500 miles.

Then he began to stop.

He continued to dig traps and find poisonous grass all the way, jumping back and forth all over the mountains and plains!

The spiritual medicine power and star power accumulated in the body gradually dissolved and became more and more active in the body.

Before consuming the spiritual power accumulated in the body, especially when the star power was not completely integrated into the cultivation, Fang Che was not prepared to take new natural treasures.

Such a backlog would only make the meridians more and more burdened.

So he tried his best to use all his spiritual energy with every strike.

He made sure to completely dry up his body's spiritual energy, and then constantly absorb it, seeping it out from his meridians, over and over again.

In this completely safe time, Fang Che worked particularly hard.

Mr. Fang calculated that from early morning to dusk, his cultivation could burst out about 300 times!

That is to say, every day is at least 300 times of accumulation from nothing to something!

In addition to the practice at night, he constantly absorbed it; one day and one night, about 330 times of progress.

With one sword, a trap of dozens of feet was set.

The area of ​​500 miles was gradually beaten by Mr. Fang like honeycomb coal again.

It became more and more dense.

The pit became deeper and deeper.

Bi Yunyan looked puzzled and asked Yan Beihan: "What is he doing?"

"Digging a hole."

Yan Beihan said: "As for what he is doing, I don't know, but Fang Che is a man, no matter what he does, it must be useful! And he is digging a hole near our house, he is avoiding all possible attacks."

"So we help him and do it!"

Yan Beihan said.

Bi Yunyan nodded: "Yes, we will do whatever the head of the family does."

"Hehe... the little bitch who took advantage!"

Yan Beihan glanced at Bi Yunyan.

Bi Yunyan snorted and said arrogantly: "It's also because this girl is good-looking. If it was a fat pig, I'm afraid Mr. Fang would pretend to have amnesia."

"That's absolutely right! He is such an old rogue!"

Yan Beihan laughed.

Then he asked, "Did he look for you these days?"

Bi Yunyan blushed and said, "I went out with him to dig a pit the day before yesterday."

Yan Beihan understood: "Dragged into the pit?"

Bi Yunyan's face was hot: "...Yeah."

"Shameless."

Yan Beihan felt uncomfortable.

But there was nothing he could do, because she didn't give him a chance.

Bi Yunyan was in a state of excitement now, and sometimes she would faint for a long time when she found a chance to kiss and touch him.

"Xiaohan..."

Bi Yunyan blushed and reminded in a low voice, "You can't lose your virginity now, your inner and outer are not unified yet, but men... you have to give them some sweetness occasionally. If you don't give them all the time, he won't say it, but he will definitely have some opinions in his heart. If he gets irritated, it will be even worse, affecting the harmony of life in the future."

Yan Beihan said bitterly, "What chance! I won't give it to you!"

He said he wouldn't give it to you, but he was thinking in his heart, was he a little too cold?

Since that day, this guy has tried several times, but he didn't give him a chance. He hasn't tried hard for five or six days in a row.

This won't do.

Yan Beihan bit his lip and thought.

The next day, before dawn, Fang Che came out with the sword light.

His progress in the past half month has been extremely rapid.

He has already consumed most of the spiritual power in his body, and his cultivation has also advanced by leaps and bounds to the fifth level of the emperor level.

Fang Che plans to consolidate his skills today and start taking natural materials and treasures.

So Mr. Fang's enthusiasm for practicing is very high.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he found Yan Beihan standing there in the morning mist, holding a sword.

"Practice sword?"

Yan Beihan asked.

"Okay!"

Fang Che's eyes lit up: "I will definitely serve Master Yan and practice well."

"Hehe."

The two of them flew out, and Yan Beihan saw for the first time how hard Fang Che was practicing. Every sword was thrown out with all his might.

Two or three swords can consume all the spiritual energy.

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Then he recovered quickly without using any pills. He could even feel the spiritual energy surging around Fang Che's body.

Floods into the body instantly.

"How?"

Yan Beihan tried several times and found that he couldn't do it.

Even if the spiritual energy is completely consumed, it will not be able to achieve Fang Che's recovery effect.

"When I came in this time, I practiced like this since I was a martial arts disciple." Fang Che said: "So the foundation laid this time, even in this aspect, has been laid all the way."

Fang Che said calmly: "In nine years, my cultivation has scattered and gathered more than 150,000 times! Whether it is the meridians, pores, Dantian, etc., the body... has become accustomed to this method."

"It's definitely not possible if you start acting like this all of a sudden. No matter what, it will take tens of thousands of gatherings and separations to develop slowly."

"But once you develop this habit, you will recover from future battles much faster than others. Moreover, when encountering a long-term melee, as long as the person does not die, the spiritual energy will continue!"

Fang Che said: "I practiced this way when I was outside."

Yan Beihan stared at him.

"I see……"

Yan Beihan decided to adopt this method from now on. The benefits to his cultivation were obvious.

I can't help but regret even more what I neglected based on the previous foundation.

It is too difficult to practice this kind of vigorous drumming from the peak of the Holy King, especially for an old master who is used to holding back his strength and not using it at all, it is even more difficult!

In fact, among the warriors in the martial arts world, the more master they are, the more they know the danger and feel the danger. Therefore, the higher the cultivation level, the less sense of security.

Because he himself knows that there are too many ways to make himself suffer, and he also knows that there are too many ways to make a person fatal.

This is the reason why people become less courageous as they get older. But being timid does not mean that you dare not do anything, but that you are much more cautious than young people in everything!

Yan Beihan tried to maximize output and recover time once, but Fang Che had already done it twelve times!

"It's too difficult." Yan Beihan sighed: "The method is a good method and the principle is also good, but there are too few people who can do it. It seems that everyone knows that going to bed early and getting up early is good for good health, but the whole world There are really not many people who can do it.”

"What Master Yan said makes sense. Everyone knows the good truth, but not everyone can do it."

Fang Che nodded and admitted.

"But no matter what, I have to start walking down this road."

Yan Beihan sighed: "It's not that I didn't know it before, but as a girl, even in the church, I sincerely felt insecure and didn't dare to let myself go."

Fang Che had no choice but to agree with this.

The Weiwo Orthodox Church is really just such a place.

"But here, in the remaining ninety years, it is not a problem to develop this habit." Yan Beihan said: "It's a pity that you have to go back to the original rhythm when you go out."

"That's not necessarily the case. With Aunt Hong and Aunt Bing here, it's absolutely fine for you to practice and let go. But you have to keep it in during battle."

Fang Che said.

"That makes sense."

At this moment, the morning light has just risen, and the rising sun is red. It's a beautiful morning.

Yan Beihan took out a snow-white silk scarf and wiped his sweat.

Fang Che rolled his eyes and said, "Don't rush into practicing martial arts. As the saying goes, haste makes waste. How about I wait for Master Yan to take a break?"

Yan Beihan squinted and said, "What kind of crooked idea does Chief Fang have against the little witch again?"

Chief Fang immediately became energetic, took the little witch's hand, and said: "Master Yan, come and see, you will never be able to jump out of this trap I dug..."

As expected, Mr. Yan couldn't jump back up after he jumped down.

He was hugged by his subordinates and pressed his lips against hers.

Yan Beihan's body trembled, and he stretched out his arms to hug his waist, his starry eyes were intoxicated, and he greeted him tactfully.

After a long time, they separated. Fang Che looked at Yan Beihan's slightly red and swollen lips and said hoarsely: "Master Yan, I want to touch my little witch's body. Please allow Master Yan."

Yan Beihan's lips trembled and he took the initiative to come closer.

Fang Che's troops instantly divided into two groups and began to attack the city.

He pressed Master Yan against the cave wall and kept asking for instructions.

Finally, when he asked for permission to take off the little witch's pants, Master Yan refused.

Mr. Fang then changed his mind and began to ask for other instructions.

After a long time... Yan Beihan finally couldn't stand it anymore, struggled to get away, mustered up his courage, soared into the sky, and fled in embarrassment with his clothes covered all the way.

In the cave, Lord Fang twirled his fingers with an afterthought expression on his face.

He sighed for a long time: "Hey...my subordinates are incompetent. I served you so much that you ran away..."