Lord of the Night

After his emotions calmed down, Fang Yunzheng frowned and said: "Only my orthodox religion wants to resurrect the Yin Demon? The Yin Demon is not a little devil..."

Fang Che asked curiously: "Dad, who did you and the Vice-Chief Leaders and Demon Leaders of the Only Self Orthodox Sect have to fight against?"

Fang Yunzheng curled his lips and said, "What do you mean which ones?"

Fang Che: "??"

"We have basically fought against each other with names and surnames."

Fang Yunzheng sighed.

"scare!"

Fang Che was startled.

They all fought against each other.

Fang Yunzheng rolled his eyes and said: "At the beginning, your father was the supervisor of the world. Logically speaking, whether it is the Self-Orthodox Continent or the Guardian Continent, they are all under our control."

"That's fine on the Guardian Continent, but if the I-Orthodox Sect doesn't obey, of course they will be beaten every day."

Fang Che was convinced: "Dad, how many times have you won?"

Fang Yunzheng's face was dark: "What do you mean by this?"

"I want to evaluate my own father's strength."

Fang Che was confident.

Fang Yunzheng recalled carefully with a dark face: "I can't beat Zheng Yuandong."

"That's what it should be." Fang Che nodded.

"Can't beat Fengdu."

"That's what it should be."

"I can't beat Yannan."

"That...should be."

"I am no match for Bi Changhong either."

"...it's OK."

"I can't beat Duan Xiyang, and I can't beat Sun Wutian," Fang Yunzheng said with self-deprecation.

"These two...are normal."

"Xiang Beidou Yu Hanyan was not my opponent back then. Wu Xiao was between my brothers." Fang Yun said righteously.

"Where are Chen Gu, Bai Jing and Xiong Jiang?" Fang Che discovered that his father had missed three people.

Fang Yunzheng said with a dark face: "I can't do it."

Fang Che was speechless: "How come you can't do it to anyone?"

Fang Yunzheng said angrily: "You don't even think about who you are talking about! You are simply a bastard!"

Fang Laoliu covered his chest, feeling that his heart was broken by his son!

"Then, Madman's Halberd?"

"Between brothers."

"Yin demon? Evil sword? Succubus?"

"Between the Evil Sword and my brother, the succubus-type people don't even bother to fight, but the Yin Demon can't do it."

"Bing Tianxue?"

"I am no match if it doesn't snow. I can't do it if it snows."

Fang Yunzheng sighed as he spoke.

Suddenly I felt that there was some truth in what my son said: How come you can’t do anything to anyone?

If you look at the names of these people listed, there are really not many that can do it.

I couldn't help but feel my face getting a little hot.

"Heavenly King Xiao?"

"No match for me!"

"Feng Rongrong?"

"Not my opponent."

"Yu Haoran?"

"Not my opponent."

"Yu Tianqi?"

"Can't do it."

"Rui Qianshan?"

"It shouldn't be possible..."

"Xue Fuxiao?"

"Get out!"

Fang Laoliu quits.

Fang Che also understood it to some extent.

Judging from the names of the above people, my father should be among the top three or four in the cloud weapon spectrum.

It is possible to be ranked third, but the worst is tied for fourth. Definitely not falling to fifth place.

But Fang Che also discovered a problem: there are too many masters in the Weapon Orthodox Church who have weapons in the cloud.

For example, several deputy chief leaders are basically among the top three in the cloud.

Feng Duyannan even has the strength to be at the top of the list, and may even surpass it.

"Besides me, the deputy chief leader of the orthodox sect, apart from the demons mentioned just now, there are also people who are almost as strong as you, dad. How many others are there?"

Fang Che asked.

"Not much more."

Fang Yun is right.

Fang Che touched his chin, what does it mean there is no more left? There’s not much left, but there’s still more!

I have to say that without mentioning the names one by one, it is really difficult to distinguish the strengths of the Guardians and the Solipsistic Orthodox Church.

But when their names came out one by one, they could immediately feel how big the gap was between the two sides.

Fang Che sighed.

He was even more determined: the Yin Demon would never revive him.

Then, I heard Fang Yunzheng say in a lonely voice: "What I said was before, but after all, I have been sleeping for three thousand years. I am sleeping, but others are not sleeping. Others have practiced for three thousand years more than me."

"So now, there is no intuitive comparison as to where my own strength should be."

Fang Che nodded: "This is a problem. Maybe those who couldn't beat you before can now beat you."

Fang Yunzheng suddenly felt very unhappy: "That's not right either!"

"What's wrong? How can we make up for the gap of three thousand years?"

Fang Yunzheng snorted and said: "But I also have something they don't have. When I entered the Qingxiao and was forged by thunder, everyone thought I was dead, but I didn't. This is what they don't have. ”

Fang Che clicked his tongue and said, "Being struck by lightning... is it so glorious?"

"You know what daddy is!!"

Fang Yunzheng was so angry with his son that he uttered obscene words: "You know shit!"

Fang Che raised his hands and surrendered: "Calm down..."

"The power of that kind of sky thunder is not an ordinary sky thunder. Although it does not belong to the power of God, it does belong to the power of the rules of heaven and earth."

Fang Yunzheng snorted, held back the anger in his chest, and patiently explained to his son: "Since he survived being beaten to death, his ability to comprehend the great ways of heaven and earth is much stronger than others, at least those who have not had the same experience. People will never have that kind of realization.”

"This is what is unique to me. But even I don't know how much improvement my uniqueness has shown in combat power."

"And there are others, other entrances... cough."

I don't know what happened, but Fang Laoliu felt a little embarrassed as he spoke. The anger that had just surged like a mountain suddenly disappeared.

Fang Che was stunned: "Something else? What?"

Fang Yunzheng coughed and said, "Even last time you unblocked my meridians, your strange spiritual power stimulated me quite a lot."

He said sarcastically: "Come to think of it, this is all thanks to you."

Fang Che finally understood where his father's embarrassment came from, and couldn't help but laugh: "What's so embarrassing about this? You gave birth to me, so isn't that still your own credit?"

Fang Yunzheng shook his head: "How can that be confused? As a father, you naturally have to pay more. If you take advantage of others, it is light. Does it mean that if you take the light of your own son, it is not light? That needs to be made clear."

"How pedantic."

Fang Che shook his head and sighed.

"Pedantic?"

Fang Yunzheng rolled his eyelids and said, "You will understand when you have a son in the future. Now, if you can't even lay an egg, what qualifications do you have to criticize me."

Fang Che coughed: "Haha... you are right, everything you said is right."

Then he thought thoughtfully and said: "It just so happens that during this period of time, I have entered the country again. I will take care of you and my mother a few more times."

Fang Yunzheng frowned and said: "How come? It's not easy to cultivate that kind of true spiritual energy. A little loss may affect the foundation. What you are doing now is so important, how can you lose it for no reason?"

"What's the loss?"

Fang Che said: "That kind of technique cannot be practiced by others and cannot be practiced successfully. Otherwise, it would be much better for you to practice it yourself than for me to sort it out for you... In fact, once you practice it, you will know that it is actually similar to other techniques."

"Let's talk about it later."

Fang Yunzheng still shook his head.

It's not that he doesn't want to make progress, but he is afraid that his son will lose a little bit because of this.

Fang Yunzheng was not happy even if he only lost a hair.

After all, what Fang Che is doing now makes even a super undercover agent like Fang Yunzheng feel terrified.

It's too dangerous.

"If you don't listen to me, I will never come back. I will tell my mother that you won't let me come back. Then if I don't come back for a day, she will make trouble for you for a day! Try it!"

Fang Che threatened.

"You don't want to be tortured like this by your own wife, right dad?"

"Holy shit...you are such a good son! You are so skilled at threatening your own father!"

Fang Yunzheng was cursing loudly.

Fang Che looked indifferent: "If you are willing to live that kind of life, I don't care."

While talking, Fang Qianyi came in with a plate of hot dumplings and said with a smile, "What kind of life does your father want to live?"

Fang Che said aggrievedly: "Mom, just now..."

Fang Yunzheng pressed his son's mouth and said, "It's up to you! It's all up to you! Eat quickly."

Fang Qianyi frowned, feeling something was wrong: "What's going on?"

"Nothing."

Fang Che laughed and said, "I just told my dad that I learned a massage technique outside. After a while, I will give you and my dad a massage to let you feel how you feel."

Fang Qianyi was dissatisfied and said, "Why would a man learn that... Okay, you can press it on me more gently later, I'm afraid of pain."

"no problem."

Fang Che ate the dumplings with big mouthfuls and said in a somewhat confused voice: "It's delicious."

Fang Qianyi brought a bowl of dumpling soup: "The original soup will be transformed into the original food, and you will drink the soup later."

"know."

Fang Yun was humming, he had never been treated like this before, he had to handle it every time. As expected, people are more irritating than others.

After meal.

Fang Che first gave Fang Qianyi a massage. Considering his mother's shallow cultivation, Fang Che's Infinite Sutra seemed to be very effective.

After the spiritual energy circulated for two weeks, Fang Qianyi fell into a deep sleep.

Then Fang Che and his son tiptoed out of the bedroom.

"Come on boy!"

Fang Yunzheng laughed evilly and snuck his son into his own area: "Today I want you to know that your father is still your father!"

Fang Che entered the field without any panic: "Wait a minute, son. I'll give you a massage first."

Fang Yunzheng frowned: "Huh?"

The sixth child was worried. After enjoying his son's filial piety, how could he still have the nerve to beat him wildly?

But Fang Che had a reason: "Once I start training, I will be beaten so hard that I can't move. How can I save my life for you?"

"That's what you said."

Fang Laoliu compromised.

This time, Fang Che was particularly attentive and used all his strength to move his energy and smooth his meridians for his father, and he used all his strength to run his immeasurable mantra in his body for nine weeks!

After his great improvement in strength, Fang Yunzheng with his level of cultivation could clearly feel the difference in these nine Zhoutians.

I couldn't help but sigh: "Arche, if you have a chance to see your uncle, do the same for him. It's not easy for him."

"My uncle?"

Fang Che looked confused: "Who am I?"

"Dongfang Sansan!"