Lord of the Night

night.

Fang Che lay on the roof and looked at the starry sky.

Stars blink.

Thoughts spread endlessly.

If the solipsistic religion is gone, will this world become a better place?

Fang Che doesn't know.

He felt that it might be better than it is now, but it wouldn't be much better. The only difference is that there was no demon at that time, and only the den was left.

They fight against their own people, fighting for power and profit, for money and beauty, for...all the glory and wealth, for all the enjoyment.

Still so chaotic.

But Fang Che didn't want to see that day. He just wanted to retire quietly and live a life like now after the collapse of the Solipsism.

"It's a pity that Ye Meng is not around. It would be better if he were."

"In a few days, it's Hong Er Laizi's wedding... I promised to go, but it seems I'm destined to not be able to go."

Fang Che lay flat on the roof, with his arms behind his head, blowing in the night wind, looking at the stars and white clouds, with an open mind.

Then he fell asleep.

What Yan Beihan was doing was exactly the same as Fang Che, almost overlapping.

It's just that she skipped a lot of steps, because in her space ring, she had a tent, sheets, bedding, pillows, and even a pillow for a big white cat that was bigger than herself.

And all the seasonings, all detoxifying elixirs, etc... she was fully prepared.

All that was missing was a house.

Different from Fang Che, Yan Beihan immediately found the water source and then settled on a flat land not far from the water source without any shelter.

She cleared the open space within a foot of the house and arranged various traps.

A few feet away, a lot of seeds and fertilizers were sprinkled, allowing the weeds to grow more vigorously.

Yan Beihan worked until midnight every night, leaving only two hours of rest for himself.

In this helpless and strange world, this girl truly showed her strength and intelligence.

When she was all set up, everything she needed was done, and she even got an extra toilet and shower room for herself.

Both of these... Fang Che and Feng Yun didn't waste any time. There was no need for them in the bathroom. They could just jump into the water with their bare buttocks.

And the toilet... Well, at this point, the two of them were completely in sync, even their brain circuits were the same: they found a cliff, built an open-air three-sided shed on the edge of the cliff, and that was it.

When necessary, squat in the shed and stick your butt towards the cliff, and that's it.

As for the small ones, the world is even more vast!

When Yan Beihan started practicing with peace of mind, exactly seven days had passed.

Bu Fangche was three days ahead of schedule.

Feng Yun was also very quick. It took eight days to arrange everything.

Compared with the reserves of carrying space rings, the three of them are basically in sync.

They all invariably take care of everything necessary for basic life before starting to practice Qigong.

All three of them were very clear-headed: living safely first, then talking about life, and then the quality of life.

Then comes the practice!

This is a sequential relationship and cannot be messed with.

In life, you must first survive before you can live well.

The difference between Fang Che and Yan Beihan Fengyun and others is that he does not have the space ring to bring in so many supplies.

Judging from Feng Yun and Yan Beihan's storage, the food and drink in the space ring is enough to support their motionless cultivation for three to five years or even longer.

When we go out hunting, we just hunt for the Tooth Festival.

But Fang Che is different. Fortunately, he now has the ability to control water, so fishing is not difficult.

But this thing... don't say you eat it all year round, you will get tired of it after just a few days.

So Fang Che was destined to waste a little more time than Yan Beihan and Feng Yun, but there was nothing he could do about it.

At this point, Fang Che is even inferior to Dong Yunyu.

Dongyun Yu has a space ring on her body!

It's just that when the Dongyun Jade just fell off, it was really miserable. He vomited and vomited it for three days. Three days later... when he realized that it was useless even if he vomited it again, he probably digested the flying tiger feces by himself. When it was over... I felt even more uncomfortable and disgusting.

I retched while working, and my whole body was skinny and skinny. It was not until a month later that my memory faded and I became stronger.

But this also left the root of the disease for Dongyun Yu: in the next few years, whenever he sees a similar place, or something smelly... he will immediately feel sick!

For many years to come, Dong Yunyu's toilet was always only allowed to be used by himself; and it had to be fragrant and without any odor. If there is even a little taste, you will lose your appetite...

This is something I won’t mention later.

All in all, Dong Yunyu returned to normal soon, settled down, and practiced martial arts.

Several people did the same thing at the same time during this period, and even hypnotized themselves in the same way: I am just a little martial artist, I am just a martial artist...

Don't underestimate this, it's so important that it's a matter of life and death!

If you still look at the enemy with the perspective of cultivation and experience before coming in, you will really die without knowing how to die!

The mentality must change!

Time flies.

Nearly a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this year, Fang Che, Dong Yunyu, Yan Beihan and Feng Yun had a tacit understanding and did not make any move.

I exercise my body every day, practice exercises and martial arts, and at the same time, I mutually confirm all the martial arts I practice and know, and constantly increase my understanding.

Instead, the four of them were grateful for this rare time.

Because the four of them are the type who practice very quickly, they all belong to the ranks of geniuses, and they can learn many low-level moves and techniques instantly; but when their cultivation level is far beyond that, they go back to practice low-level skills again, and then they realize that Have a deeper understanding!

There are other directions to dig in. These were ignored at the time. But during this period, they made up for it carefully. Try to make the already extremely solid foundation as solid as possible.

And at this point.

However, the disciples of the major outsider sects such as Tiangong and Difu were different. The longest time between them was only four months to do these things. Then I couldn't wait to go out to search for supplies and experience the experience of life and death.

Each sect has its own records, and their respective teachers have also taught them what to do after entering, and the most important thing is what to get...

For example, some medicinal materials are not available outside and can only be obtained here. You must get as much as possible.

Because after this trial ends, it will take at least a thousand years for these things to be replenished in the outside world before entering the Yin and Yang world again...

So they all have obviously clear goals.

Searching all over the mountains and plains.

At the same time, there are also occasional attrition... Although there are no humans in this world, there are definitely many powerful monsters.

…

Fang Che was practicing crazily to advance his spiritual power while rebuilding.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, flying knives and various techniques...

At this point, everyone's starting point is the same. Because, after entering, the cultivation level is restricted, and all the elixirs brought in cannot be used - even the most basic ones that can be brought in are imperial elixirs and above.

How to take Wuzong.

So the starting lines are strangely the same.

At the same time, Fang Che began to cultivate his spiritual consciousness and refine his spirit.

Because he found that in this special world, he could not enter the spiritual space. In other words, even the consciousness has been sealed.

So he practiced crazily, hoping to open his spiritual consciousness as soon as possible.

After getting used to the function of spiritual consciousness, it suddenly disappeared, and I felt like "I have become blind", which was very inconvenient.

A full year later, when his spiritual consciousness could finally reach inward vision, Fang Che burst into tears.

Outside, you can look inside when you first enter Xiantian. Here, compared to the outside, you are at the lowest level of a military commander!

But the moment he opened his consciousness, Fang Che sensitively discovered that something was different in his consciousness space.

What's the difference?

Fang Che searched around, but to no avail.

It wasn't until one day when he was checking the divine phaseless jade that he discovered that there was a small piece of iron at the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Iron sheets?

Where did this piece of iron come from?

This piece of iron had never been seen before, and Fang Che knew his familiarity with it.

But how did this little piece of iron appear?

When did it appear?

And it's a rusty piece of iron. If I were to put this in the Consciousness Sea Space, I would be very impressed, right?

Besides, how did this thing get in?

This is my sea of ​​consciousness, not a garbage recycling bin!

Fang Che was stunned.

He racked his brain and thought about where this thing came from and when he had come into contact with it, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

The rust on the iron piece disappeared very slowly, turning into balls of white light, which turned into the power of divine consciousness.

"This this……"

Fang Che could feel that this spiritual power was much purer and more condensed than his own original spiritual power.

But where does that come from?

He was certain that he had never seen this thing since he became Fang Che.

So he even thought about things from his previous life.

But most of the memories of his previous life were blurred. He could know that he had experienced many people and many things in his life.

But everyone's face is blurry and their names are unknown.

I still can't even remember my own name.

As for this piece of iron, I still didn't think about it; I just felt like I saw a brilliant white light.

In the end, I still didn’t think about it.

That night.

He was lying on a wooden bed, covered with his own clothes.

I'm glad I was still wearing the coat of Deacon Venus when I came here, otherwise I wouldn't even have a quilt.

It's freezing weather here now.

Although my practice has improved now and I am no longer afraid of the cold, I still have to use my strength to resist it. Although his cultivation can be improved faster this way, Fang Che still likes the feeling of having a quilt covering his body.

As for the iron piece... I don't want it if I can't figure it out or have an impression.

This has always been Fang Che's style.

And he is also afraid.

Afraid of recovering my memory!