Sun Yuan sent Fang Che home and after explaining to Fang Shanyi, he left.
The disciple is gifted and smart, but what he lacks is accumulation, he must go and find some heavenly materials and treasures.
Sect masters are also too stingy, actually did not leave some spirit medicine elixir or something to my disciple.
Fang Shanyi is very interested in this comatose girl saved by his son, arranged in the compartment, instructed the autumn snow and winter plums to serve well.
Then he still can not rest assured, took the pills, personally go for the night dream to serve, and push the blood through the palace to melt the medicine.
Instructed Dongmei to go and ask the bone-setter.
He himself personally took a snow-white towel to wipe Nightmare.
Couldn't help but smile, "My son's vision is still good, this girl is really a great beauty."
Eyeballs a turn, sneak a look at the left and right no one, murmured, "I give this girl to check where the injury, serious or not."
So from top to bottom, checked once, head, face, neck, shoulders, chest, belly, buttocks, thighs ...
Laughing with his mouth: "Good good, chest is not small, ass is very full, or virgin, hmmmm ... good vision, good vision."
Suddenly coughed, positively murmured, "This child, hurt is not light ah ..."
Doorway silhouette appeared, but it is autumn snow end with a bowl of medicine over: "Miss, medicine boiled."
"Oh oh ..."
Fang Shanyi coughed, "Serve carefully."
"Yes."
Fang Shanyi turned around and left.
Both of them didn't notice that Nightmare on the bed was slightly flushed.
And behind the delicate little ears, they were already red.
Nightmare didn't wake up leisurely until nightfall.
After a night, slightly recovering some vitality, she strongly supported herself to say thank you, and it was only after three days that she finally had a little bit of power to act, and recovered more quickly.
Fang Che had been practicing.
There were many techniques that he needed to practice right now, and every single day, he basically did not have any free time.
He was practicing all the swords, guns, swords and spears of the Infinite True Scripture.
As for all of his own skills from his previous life, he had only picked some to practice, and the rest, he had given up.
For one thing, the starting point of his previous life was too low, and some of his techniques were not up to par; for another, after he reached a certain point in his previous life, the chances and techniques he obtained were too representative.
If he used them, if his old rivals and old brothers saw them, they would inevitably have thoughts.
So he tried to be as cautious as possible.
If he could not use it, he would not use it.
"If there is a day, even if you strike me down as a Monocentric Sect Demon, I will have no complaints."
In his heart, he thought so, and when it really came down to it, he would do the same.
But naturally, Fang Che did not want to really reach that point.
Therefore, when he practiced now, the degree of desperation was such that anyone who saw it would be staggered.
It wasn't like practicing, but rather directly forging himself like a piece of raw iron.
Especially the sword and spear of the Infinite True Scripture, Fang Che was even more careful to figure out.
Bit by bit, he ruthlessly ate through it.
These four techniques were simply all-encompassing.
All of them were basic moves. However, they were varied.
For example, in the category of 'Sword', just a sword drawing, it was divided into many kinds.
Sword Drawing Style, Left Waist Sword Drawing Style, Right Waist Sword Drawing Style, Handheld Sword Drawing Style, Unsheathing Sword Drawing Style, Flying Sheath Sword Drawing Style, Left Negative Sword Drawing Style, Right ...
Fang Che couldn't help but draw a breath.
It was too comprehensive.
As for, stabbing sword style, slashing sword style, teasing sword style, chopping sword style, pointing sword style; collapsing sword style, intercepting sword style, wiping sword style, lifting sword style ...
Each of these styles is dozens of times more than the Drawing Sword Style.
As for swords, guns, and halberds; they were all the same.
There were no specific moves, only various styles.
But Fang Che knew that this was truly everyone's work! After these were skillful, any sword and knife moves were just a snap.
Even, there is no need for moves.
Because you have already mastered the method of attacking in any situation.
"For the knowledge of these four types of weapons, the records in here are already at the peak, right?"
All of these were familiarized, the difference was still proficiency.
But after all of these were understood, for the various techniques of Sun Yuan's, the various blade techniques and so on that he was now learning, including the 'Flying Blade Technique' that Sun Yuan had made famous, for Fang Che, it was all just a matter of water falling into place.
Even the Seven Styles of the Blood Spirit of the Seal God Palace were all accessible.
Cultivating it was no trouble at all.
Then it was time to focus on the Ice Clear Spirit Platform, and the Illusory Bone Transformation.
Having said that, cultivating so many kung fu skills at the same time, even if Fang Che was several times more talented, he would definitely not be able to do both.
Therefore, he woke up in the early hours of the morning and practiced the basic style of sword, spear, sword and halberd for two hours.
Have breakfast with spirit beast meat and medicinal food.
Then the Flying Blade Technique, the Seven Styles of the Blood Spirit, two hours.
Lunch.
Then Flying Heavenly Saber Technique, Blood Spirit Seven Styles, two hours.
Dinner.
Then Illusory Bone Easy Form, Ice Clear Spirit Platform, two hours.
Night Snack.
Then sleep with the Infinite True Scripture on.
In between with various pills.
As well as, the various cultivation resources that could be received in hand.
Another seven days passed.
Fang Che had already pushed his cultivation to the sixth level of Samurai.
Half a month's time, advancing two levels, although it was a small step, but such progress was already astonishing enough.
However, Fang Che was still not half satisfied, on the contrary, his heart was still full of crises, and he was not half sure if he could get the goal of 'first place in the Southeast Dao'.
Because he knew that there was no shortage of geniuses in the big families.
And those geniuses, since they were born, there were experts who used their true essence to dredge their meridians, and their gong methods were also first-rate good gong methods; there was also the fact that their cultivation aids were definitely not comparable to what he could do now.
What one can truly rely on and can bend the path to overtake, is actually only the Infinite True Scripture and the sword and spear.
As well as ... himself now this kind of unprecedented qualification!
The word effort was even more important as his most important winning magic weapon!
So he was truly not daring to relax at all.
...
This day, when Fang Che was practicing, he felt that someone was prying and turned his head to look, only to see that at the door of the compartment, a delicate and slender figure was holding the door frame and walking out one step at a time.
Unspeakably weak and pathetic.
When she saw Fang Che's eyes looking over, she trembled like a frightened deer.
"It's really good looking, with a natural dull and cute temperament."
Fang Che looked and was commenting in his heart. It had to be said that Nightmare looked very distinctive, pretty for sure, and her figure was also good, though a bit thin.
But the most characteristic thing was these eyes.
These eyes, which were proportionally larger than the average woman's eyes, were round and extremely cute. This led to the fact that she was originally eighteen or nineteen years old, but as soon as she opened her eyes, it instantly made people feel like they hadn't grown up yet - as soon as her big eyes opened, a natural sense of dorkiness immediately came over her.
Fang Che did not speak, looking at her coldly.
The woman's body shrank for a moment, realizing the bad contact of this new master, and summoned up the courage to say with a pale face, "Night Dream thanks you, sir, for saving her life."
Fang Che nodded, put down the lance in his hand, and said indifferently, "You already know your new name, called Night Dream?"
"Yes."
The voice was soft. Big eyes fluttered, a little dull, and a little pitiful.
"I have bought you, you are my person from now on, do you know."
"The maidservant knows."
"From now on, scrupulously abide by their duties, hands and feet diligently, should not do not do, should not want to think about, you can understand?"
"I understand."
"Scrub well and recover early, this prince is short of people to serve."
"Yes."
Fang Che took out two Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruits, "This is for you to eat, eat it quickly, from now on, there shall be no second thoughts."
Watching Nightmare eat the fruits down, Fang Che turned his head, no longer paying attention to her, and focused on practicing.
In his heart, he was certain that this Night Dream was the insider sent by the Town Guardian, the one who lurked by his side to steal information and report on his movements.
But in Fang Che's heart, this was one of their own.
Although, they all viewed themselves as demonic disciples, cultists, and terrorists.
However, these were truly like-minded people.
Therefore, Fang Che would never begrudge giving some benefits.
Taking a step back, if this girl really wasn't one of the town guards, then she would be one of Fang Che's people in the future, and cultivating a capable assistant was also what Fang Che needed.
Therefore, no matter which side this girl was from, but as long as she wasn't from the Monotheistic Sect, this benefit, she would eat it.
There were a total of nine Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruits.
Fang Che ate three, Fang Shanyi ate three, Nightmare ate two, and there was one that Fang Che was going to leave for Fang Qingyun.
That cousin of his own.
Fang Qingyun.
That honest head.
The Fang family was really good to himself and his mother, truly treating them as relatives, this Fang Che could feel it.
So he didn't begrudge giving some favors to his first cousin.
Originally, he had left three for Fang Qingyun, but it was a pity that this bastard hadn't appeared for a long time, and at this moment, there was the accident of the night dream.
So, three became one.
"That's still better than nothing."
Fang Che comforted himself in his heart.
Fortunately, the Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit was a heavenly treasure, and it was picked by his own hands, so the skin of the fruit was tight enough to be retained for a longer period of time.
Otherwise ... could really only give them all to Night Dream.
...
Night Dream served the Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit, although she didn't know what it was, however, she could feel that since serving the fruit, the injuries that her internal organs had intentionally created were actually healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
In just a few moments, all of them had actually recovered!
Moreover, one's body was undergoing subtle changes.
That was ... the qualifications changing, and impurities were being discharged!
Some of the dark injuries that had been present all these years because of practicing and fighting had also completely disappeared without a trace.
The whole person is directly transformed.
Can not help but be surprised.
Surprisingly, it was such a supreme treasure!
Her true heritage and cultivation was not the image of a weak girl that she was displaying now, but rather, her cultivation was even one level higher than that of Fang Shallow Yi, the peak of a Martial Dao Innate Grand Master.
Just one step away, she would be able to enter the ranks of a Martial General!
In this Bibo City, a proper master.
Because of his innate physique and cultivation technique, he is very stealthy, especially because he is practicing a technique that can be called the best technique in the world in terms of hiding his cultivation.
Even if it is an emperor level powerhouse, in the case that she does not make a move, also do not want to peep through her reality.
It had never occurred to her that after taking on this task and coming to Bibo City, she would be almost exposed by the two fruits.
Shocked, she immediately turned back to her room.
The impurities secreted from her body were already faintly emitting a foul odor.
Hurriedly taking off his clothes, he received hot water and began to bathe.
The more he washed, the more he was shocked in his heart.
If there was no mistake, this was either the legendary Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit, or the legendary Heavenly Marrow Fruit, or the Immortal Spirit Vermilion Fruit!
This Fang Che was actually willing to give himself such a good thing?
This doesn't make sense, right?
And ... now, he is going to break through, what can be done?
For a while, Nightmare's heart was in turmoil.
After washing, but did not dare to go out.
Because, with the internal energy drumming, I am afraid that even a single fart can vibrate the barrier, thus breaking through.
Right at this moment, only Fang Che's impatient voice was heard at the door, "Why haven't you finished washing? Procrastinating."
"It's almost done washing ...," Night Dream trembled in her voice.
It wasn't a deliberate trembling, but nervousness.
What to do What to do? To be exposed ...
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