Lord of the Night

Fang Yunzheng tapped his son's forehead with his finger: "Are you a pig? How many uncles do you have!?"

Fang Che understood immediately, touched his forehead and said, "But Dongfang Military Advisor shouldn't need it, right? Every time I see him, he is calm, calm and full of energy."

Fang Yunzheng said: "You know nothing, I am afraid that among our group, he is the one who suffers the biggest loss! What we lose is the body's cultivation, but what he loses is the soul!"

Fang Che nodded silently.

"I just felt that your spiritual energy is extremely beneficial to the soul and spirit!"

Fang Yunzheng said: "So, the old... old Bi... old guy of Dongfang Sansan is more useful than us."

It could be heard that Fang Laoliu wanted to curse "Old man Deng", but he changed his words temporarily and could not curse.

Probably embarrassed.

Or are you concerned about your image and afraid of losing your grace in front of your son?

Before Fang Che had time to think about it, he saw that his father had already stood up, kicked his legs, moved around, and then moved his wrists a few times before he hooked his fingers with a look of revenge: "Now, it's my turn. , my good son!”

Fang Che was beaten severely by his father all night long!

The beating continued until early in the morning when the sky was dim.

Only then left scarred.

But this is just the beginning.

Because when saying goodbye, Fang Yunzheng specially warned: "You have been wandering around for thousands of miles in the past few days. When you settle down, send me a message, and then I will go over and beat you."

Fang Che's face was distorted: "I think you can change the word, for example, help me practice martial arts, strengthen my body or something."

"no!"

Fang Yunzheng firmly refused.

He felt that using the word 'beat' was more meaningful.

When Fang Che left, he really felt pain all over his body. This time, his father had to exercise his own internal organs as well!

Fang Che couldn't help but sigh: If he wasn't his biological father, no one else would be able to do this.

Fang Che also sighed as he walked into the wind to find his patrol team.

Of course last night was not just a beating.

During the process of being beaten, the two of them had been discussing the connection between the soul-splitting jade and the divine phaseless jade.

But although Fang Yunzheng is well-informed, it is impossible to know the core secret of the Solipsism.

The only thing that is certain is that the soul-splitting jade should be able to sense evil spirits.

However, it must be done when the evil demon begins to revive. At this time, when the soul is completely silent, it will not be detected at all.

Fang Yunzheng expressed pessimism about whether the soul-splitting jade can contact other divine phaseless jade.

As for why Fang Che can sense it, Fang Yun came to a conclusion after careful study: "You may be different from others."

Fang Che asked what was different.

Fang Yunzheng said very uncertainly: "The one above...seems to be a bit divine."

He was very hesitant: "It is somewhat similar to what I felt when I was struck by thunder, but it is definitely not the same. The only thing that is certain is that this is definitely not a feeling that belongs to the human world."

Fang Yunzheng spoke vaguely, but Fang Che understood clearly in his heart.

It seems that it is because of those two small iron pieces...

But except for the Yin Demon, the Divine Phaseless Jade of the Evil Sword and the Succubus has never been in contact with the small iron piece.

Therefore, Fang Che gave up the idea of ​​using this piece of soul-splitting jade to contact the divine phaseless jade of three demons at the same time.

But then I thought: these three demons died together, and maybe they were buried together.

Perhaps, finding one is finding them all.

But Fang Yunzheng once again denied Fang Che's statement.

"It doesn't mean that you are resurrected wherever you die. These are two different things."

"For example, when Sun Wutian was resurrected, were other people involved? No, right?"

Although Fang Che was unwilling to accept what his father said, he could only admit that it made sense.

After all, my father has walked on more bridges than he has walked, and has eaten more salt than he has eaten rice. What he said must make sense.

Fang Che has never been arrogant on this point.

So besides patrolling and scanning the earth with his spiritual consciousness, Fang Che also had another thing to do along the way: getting beaten!

Fang Yunzheng's beating was different from Xue Fuxiao's beating.

方云正的揍，是那种充满了父爱的揍。 Very serious, very detailed, very careful, from the inside to the outside, it's like embroidery.

A beating that doesn't fall anywhere.

He was respected and praised by Fang Che as: his father's beating!

Really, when I was beaten by others, even by Sun Wutian, I was never beaten so carefully.

Moreover, while Fang Yunzheng was beating him, he also used his spiritual power to move Fang Che's body, muscles, and bones.

Do everything you can to enhance Fang Che's physical strength, or prepare for Fang Che's future enhancement of physical strength and foundation.

With a radius of three thousand miles, more than twenty people guard the main hall.

It took Fang Che twelve days to complete the inspection, and he was beaten for twelve solid days, a total of two hundred and forty-eight times.

Fang Che truly realized what it means to be a father.

What is a father's love like a mountain?

It wasn't that Fang Yunzheng didn't want to continue beating him, or that Fang Che was beyond Fang Yunzheng's range. Based on Fang Yunzheng's journey, even the farthest Baiwuzhou can be completed twice a day.

And don't waste time beating Fang Che.

What caused Fang Yunzheng to interrupt his love education for his son was another unexpected incident.

Sun Wutian is here!

Sun Wutian came excitedly with the eagerness to beat Fang Che wildly!

And he almost found Fang Yunzheng who was also excitedly going to beat his son.

Fang Yunzheng could only watch with irritated eyes as Sun Wutian took his place in beating his son.

Hate it!

Damn old devil Sun!

Fang Yunzheng looked at Sun Wutian who suddenly appeared, like a sad little daughter-in-law who was snatched away...

Another example is a poor man who was kicked away just as he was doing that...

Fang Che is waiting for his father to arrive in the dense forest.

At the same time, he is moving his hand and foot joints. At the same time, he was holding the knife and silently running the Hentian Sword Technique.

Then.

Fang Che was confused when he saw an old face appearing in front of him with relief.

Sun Wutian said amiably: "Yes, it seems that you usually work very hard. Your cultivation level is very good."

Fang Che felt the familiar ferocious aura and the more familiar murderous aura of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and immediately understood that this was not a joke that his father was pretending to make.

Dad wouldn't make such a joke either.

This is where the old devil really comes.

He saluted hurriedly and respectfully: "Disciple meets the Patriarch... Patriarch, where have you been during this time... I really miss you very much."

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes and said, "Don't I know that you miss me? How many messages do you send every day? It's not that I can't see it, but I'm just too lazy to pay attention to you."

Indeed, Fang Che's frequent greetings during this period were routine operations.

"It's great that the Patriarch is back. This disciple has been extremely busy during this time."

Fang Che diligently stepped forward and helped the old devil sit down. With the old devil's cultivation level, how could he help him?

But Fang Che's thoughts were very useful.

Immediately, Fang Che hurriedly started looking for tea leaves: "Ancestor, should you drink Tianwai Yunwu?"

The clouds outside the sky are Sun Wutian’s favorite tea.

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes and cursed: "What kind of tea are you drinking in this wilderness? Are you confused?"

"Yes, yes, this disciple is confused. I am so happy to see the Patriarch."

Sun Wutian stood up from the tree pillar where he had just been helped to sit, walked up to Fang Che with his hands behind his back, looked up and down, and was very satisfied: "It seems that you have not been lazy during this period."

"The progress of this cultivation has jumped thousands of miles, and even the strength of the physical body can keep up. It is really beyond my expectation."

Sun Wutian was indeed surprised.

In his expectation, although Fang Che's cultivation had greatly improved, his physical strength would definitely not be able to keep up, especially since he had improved so much, how could he keep up?

These are all complementary to each other. They go hand in hand and one cannot exist without the other.

As the physical body becomes stronger, if the cultivation level cannot keep up, it will be impossible for the physical body to continue to progress. However, if one's cultivation is too much stronger than that of the physical body, if the physical body cannot keep up, there will inevitably be problems with spiritual power being torn apart.

So this time, Sun Wutian came with countless resources and pills.

Especially things that temper the physical body.

Of course, I also came with the idea of ​​'beating Fang Che for three months'.

But I really didn't expect that when I came here, I saw that Fang Che's cultivation and physical body were in perfect harmony!

This made Sun Wutian a little confused.

As a great expert in martial arts, how could Sun Wutian not know how difficult it is to achieve this?

And how amazing is the pain, toughness, cruelty, endurance and cruelty required?

Therefore, such Fang Che is worthy of praise.

So Sun Wutian was full of praise: "Not bad, not bad."

But after praising him, Sun Wutian regretted it.

Because Sun Wutian has a very simple thought: Children are creatures that cannot be praised or spoiled! Must be beaten!

The more you beat me, the more obedient you become!

The more you beat him, the more promising he will be!

It has to be said that although Sun Wutian's thoughts are traditional and dogmatic, they are reasonable.

Because, after Sun Wutian finished praising him, Fang Che showed that kind of "smug, arrogant" smile on his face, and said happily: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment."

Sun Wutian's face turned dark.

Really proud!

What should I do if my child is proud?

beat!

Beat him back!

So Fang Che was knocked to the ground with a slap: "It feels good, right?"

The old devil ran wildly with kick after kick, kicking Fang Che like a ball in the air without landing. He cursed in an angry voice: "I complimented you a few times, do you really take it seriously?"

Fang Yunzheng, who still hasn't left yet and has just arrived, is heartbroken...

That's my son!

I can’t even bear to beat myself... No, I’ve been beaten for less than half a month, but I can’t even...

Fang Yunzheng couldn't think anymore and couldn't find a reason for himself, but it didn't affect Fang Laoliu's overwhelming anger!

"Old thing, old bastard!"

After cursing in his heart, Fang Laoliu left his son and turned around...