After listening to all of this, Fang Che finally understood.
Only feel a little speechless, this thing it, say complicated and not complicated, but is the two families in the plotting and scheming to count each other just.
But to say it's not complicated, it's full of twists and turns.
"The arrangement of your Su family is really ... colorful ah. Entering with a measure and retreating with a backhand, admirable."
Fang Che sighed in admiration, "If you don't meet me, you guys can really succeed. Hey, pity."
Then he asked the question he was interested in, "That messenger of what's-her-name One Heart Sect, the guy who used the Five Spirit Compass, what's his name? What does he look like? What cultivation level is it?"
"Oh, Sun Yuan? Grand Master level or above? White robe? Slim? Sharp face? A mole on his upper lip? Tsk, this guy has a good disguise, actually walking around the continent openly."
Fang Che hummed.
He knew very well that as a subordinate unit of the Only Orthodox Sect, the things done by the One Heart Sect were bound to be unseemly as well.
And as this Sun Yuan could walk in the continent openly and honestly, 'Sun Yuan' was bound to be a fake identity that was extremely well hidden. The kind that even has a positive image on the surface.
This matter, then, would be interesting.
"Brother Su ah."
Fang Che sighed and said with some regret, "It's time for us to say goodbye."
"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me ...."
Su Yue had tears in his eyes and desperately begged.
"Brother Su ah. You go in peace. Don't worry about your Su family's family business, as your best brother, I will help you take care of it all."
Fang Che inserted a knife into Su Yue's chest, inserted the heart wrist activity, stirred twice, while stirring while educating in a serious manner, "Manly man, learn to let go. Life is born to die, early death and later death, what is the difference? You have to be open-minded."
Su Yue's eyes angrily convex, looked at Fang Che with death, blood froth came out of his mouth in a stream, struggling, "I will not ... be a ghost."
Did not finish and swallowed his breath.
"Be a ghost ..."
Fang Che sighed, "Why do you think so beautiful ... Where do you have the opportunity to be a ghost?"
A milky white shadow hovered in the air.
It was precisely the spirit spirit of the Golden Horned Jiao.
The soul energy particles of Su's family members were sucked clean one by one.
It let out a satisfying belch.
This kind of soul power that was on the verge of dissipation could not be seized for humans, but for a special spirit body like the Golden Horned Jiao, it was a great tonic.
"All clean, right?" Fang Che asked, "Make sure that there are no living ones in the hundred and twenty-four, right, it's important."
The Golden Horned Jiao nodded fawningly.
The body was still trembling a little.
This Great Demon King in front of him was someone who was able to strangle himself to death with a single hand at his peak!
Seeing it today, it was indeed still just as terrifying.
More than a hundred people died without moving, terrifying!
"You check again. Especially this Su Yue's soul, it has to disappear completely before it's done, after all, he's going to be my good brother for the rest of his life in the future."
Fang Che instructed.
Then began to put away all the loot, the gold and silver tickets, naturally, should be put aside, as well as the demonic beast spirit cores stored separately, and the weapons ... find a place to bury them.
This thing is obscure.
Things that can prove identity, unified buried.
Then the corpse was dealt with.
"So damn tired."
Fang Che filled in the last shovel of soil and stepped on it with his foot.
Then jumped a few times on the grave.
"Speaking of which, you guys are really proud enough to actually let me personally bury you. I have to say this is a great treatment! Happiness ah, if I die one day, not to mention you guys coming to bury me, I'm afraid you guys won't even be able to send a wreath, thinking about it is really a damn loss."
"Besides, it's a blessing to have a tidy family."
"Come on, let's take a look, this Thousand Poison Demon King, in the end left what good things!"
Fang Che, with the help of the Golden Horned Jiao, the mole, inspected all of the Thousand Poison Demon King's treasure cave.
"There are so many treasures!"
Spirit crystals for cultivation, a bunch of them, all kinds of secret books, a bunch of them, all kinds of heavenly materials and exotic metals, a bunch of them.
"Unfortunately, other than the lowest-ranked spirit crystals, there's not much that I can use at my current cultivation level."
Fang Che smiled bitterly.
In fact, even if it was the lowest rank spirit crystals, using them now would still be a bit of a step over.
But the surprise was still there.
Inside the Thousand Poison Demon King's cave, Fang Che found a pool of spirit springs.
The spirit spring was not a high-grade item, but it was sufficient for the moment, and the biggest surprise was that within the spirit spring, there was a Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit.
The vermilion fruit had already matured, showing a purplish red color.
And some of them were overripe. It showed a dao line on it.
"After a minimum of a thousand years, this is the good thing that can really be used now, washing the meridians and marrow, improving the qualifications!"
The Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit, then, was exactly the thing that laid the foundation to improve the qualifications.
It was thought that the Thousand Poison Demon King had prepared it for his descendants or heirs.
"Last time I killed you, I really killed you correctly ah Thousand Poisons. Otherwise where would this be my turn now."
Fang Che sighed.
Directly pulling down three of them.
The Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit, one piece could improve the qualifications, but that was if there was a powerful cultivator to help transport the energy.
And since there wasn't one now, Fang Che directly took the maximum limit: three!
After three, it was useless to take any more.
On the vermilion fruit tree, there were still six left.
Exercising the Infinite True Scripture, he ate.
One down, itchy, began to secrete impurities.
Two eat, secretion like pulp.
Three under the belly, hand rubbing strip, towering molding carry on, thick as a finger, seven inches long.
The odor steeply became authentic.
"Vomit!"
...
Fang Che sat cross-legged and absorbed the medicinal power.
A quarter of an hour later, Fang Che took a bath in the water pool outside the cave.
The Golden Horned Jiao soul body looked at the striped black color that had fallen at the bottom of the water pool with a complicated gaze.
...
Fang Che wrapped up his work and unexpectedly realized that his cultivation level had risen by one rank, becoming a Samurai Third Rank.
"This Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit is clearly not something that raises cultivation ..."
Fang Che sighed, his cultivation was too low, and with a random bit of benefit, he broke through.
It was really too weak.
But checking the qualifications, he smacked his own lips a little.
This Infinite True Scripture, in conjunction with the Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit, brought the medicinal power of the Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit to almost several times its effect. At least one couldn't even pick any faults themselves.
"But with an extreme grade qualification like I have now, it should be enough to move that Sun Yuan emissary's heart, right? Tsk, extremely good qualifications, and after going through the test of the Five Spirit Compass, after the robbery ... For the One Heart Sect, I'm simply a dream seed player given to them by the heavens."
...
Fang Che began to camouflage the cave.
After all, it had been vandalized by the Su family.
And with so much loot, he simply couldn't bring it away by himself.
"I really want to have a space ring, but unfortunately, in this life, I don't have that."
Fang Che was a bit despondent, "In my last life, I didn't have that thing either."
Seeing that Fang Che was going to leave, Golden Horned Jiao was a little reluctant.
Although it was the enemy who had beaten himself to death, it was the first human who could communicate since he had transformed into a spirit body.
The loneliness and isolation had been too long.
"It's inconvenient for you to follow me now, and when you enter the city, I'm afraid that you will soon be captured by the guardians, as spirit bodies belong to heretics now."
Fang Che comforted, "Just stay here and cultivate well, and watch over our home in the meantime. You make good use of that eye spring to cultivate, and when you've accomplished your cultivation and your soul is condensed, so that you can conceal yourself perfectly, I'll think of a way to get you a weapon or something to attach to it. Follow me then."
"You've started soul body condensation now, make sure to cultivate to formlessness as soon as possible."
Fang Che admonished.
Soul body cultivation, first from the virtual to the real, can be manifested, but the next is formless; once again from the present form to formless again, it is considered as the beginning.
A manifested soul body was too easy to be discovered and dispersed. Only returning to formlessness could ensure a little safety.
The Golden Horned Jiao tossed up and down in joy.
Wow, I have a master again!
And it's even more powerful than the last one!
"Those poisonous insects and stuff, you can breed another batch of caretakers, the more the better. This old nest of ours, don't let it be taken over."
Golden Horned Jiao nodded his head busily.
...
Fang Che dragged a deer and went down the mountain.
The deer's internal organs had all been pulled out.
It was stuffed with the harvest from this time. Six Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruits, a bag full of lower grade spirit crystals the size of a fingernail cap; a bag of low grade demonic beast spirit cores, and gold and silver tickets.
Other than that, there was nothing.
There were upper-grade medium-grade spirit crystals in the cave, it wasn't that he didn't want to take them, for one thing, it was too much, and for another, before breaking through to the innate, his meridians couldn't withstand the innate spirit qi inside the medium and high grades.
And the demonic beast spirit core was the same reason.
These things taken back now, instead of being wealth, they were a scourge.
It was fine to stay here and come and get them at any time anyway.
He had always been open-minded about these things outside of his body - staying here even if someone found out and stole them was much better than bringing them back and causing trouble for himself.
...
All the way down the mountain.
As expected.
The horse had indeed disappeared without a trace.
"Good luck ah horse, I don't know if you've been eaten yet."
Fang Che gave his sincere blessing, then he found a suitable object, en, and stole a horse.
For Fang Che's nature of mind, as long as the real target was right, the slight process flaws need not be cared about.
However, he still left a one hundred taels silver ticket and left a note.
"Borrow a horse for a while."
...
It was again mid-afternoon before returning to Bibo City again.
Fang Che rode his horse with the deer on his back and just waved in through the city gates.
"Young Fang has returned from deer hunting? Which mountain's deer is this? So fat."
The obese, ball-like guarding officer at the city gate obviously recognized this cousin young master of the Fang Clan and greeted him with a smile.
"Fat?"
Fang Che looked at the other party's belly thoughtfully.
The gate officer paused, then didn't want to say a word.
With a black face, "Release!"
Watching Fang Che go away, the city gate officer spat resentfully, "This bastard is so damn annoying!"
The crowd next to him: ... Who told you to say the word fat?
You're giving yourself a hard time and blaming others.
...
Fang Che returned home, entered the Fang family compound, and made his way to his small courtyard.
"Cousin Young Master shot the deer? Looks like everyone will be blessed at night."
The Fang family's guardian martial artist was full of smiles, "I haven't seen you in the past few days, where are you going ..."
Before he could finish, Fang Che had already turned his head to look at him, "I shot the deer, how come you're blessed with a mouthful? I said for you to eat?"
This retainer was talking about 'we', while Fang Che was talking about a single one: you.
Simply because whenever this guy was around, every time Su Yue was able to go in unnoticed.
The former body is also very lucky to have such a person and purposely indulgence, but now Fang Che, but can not wait to this goods a knife to the heart.
This guard wanted to ask him what he did in the past two days to go, how worried the family is about what ... by the way also good to report on both sides.
But this sentence, so that his face are red, what can not say, eat eat Road: "This ... this ..."
Fang Che grunted: "All day long think about freeloading. How adult can still have some face?"
Dragging the deer, he raised his head and entered the small courtyard.
Bang.
The door closed.
The guard stood outside the door panting heavily, only feeling that his stomach was going to explode with anger.
But instead, Fang Che was very relieved: en, a bad-tempered person has this benefit.
What things one doesn't want to talk about, it's good to just lose one's temper directly.
...
Entering the courtyard.
Fang Che's hands and feet, immediately transferred all the things to his room.
The silver and gold tickets were put directly under the pillow, the spirit crystals were casually thrown on the shoe cabinet, and the vermilion fruits were packed in six small jade boxes, which were a little hard to handle. So it was placed under the fruit plate on the table.
With a bunch of apples and pears buried underneath.
The Demonic Beast Spirit Core was placed in the cupboard;this can be handed over to the Worldly Family task that guards the Great Hall, just find a chance to take it out.
Anyway, don't ask.
To ask is to lose your temper.
Then he changed his clothes and started to deal with the venison, just hanging it in the yard, peeling out strips of meat and making a barbecue.
After all, I got it back, even if it's a formality, I have to eat a little bit.
While doing so, he sighed.
"Still have to personally do it really ... sinful ah!"
As a relative of the Fang family, and being the child of a great lady, Fang Che naturally had waiters around him.
Only two maids of honor are the old lady's people, the old lady went out to do the task, the original body can not stand these two maids of honor kind of careful with pleasing but full of temptation sermon.
Directly both rushed home on vacation.
"Wait for my mother to come back before you come back. Early back to break the legs!"
But this was a great benefit for the two maids: they could go home for a few days.
So the two maids went straight back.
Until now, my mother didn't come back, and the maids didn't come back either.
So Fang Che could only work alone.
Right at this moment.
Suddenly there was a voice with a smile that said, "Do you want me to give you a hand?"
Fang Che turned his head to look.
Whew.
White robe? Skinny? Pointy face? A mole on his upper lip? Forty to fifty years old middle-aged?
Isn't this the messenger of the One Heart Sect that ... Su Yue said?
......