Chapter 23 Here we go to the white clouds

"You are now only a seventh-grade warrior, but the leader doesn't know that. He only knows that when you were baptized, you were only a fourth-grade warrior. But the leader still says you can win. Do you know why?"

Sun Yuandao.

Fang Che frowned, this was the thing he couldn't figure out the most.

There is a big gap between the fourth-grade warrior and the first-grade martial artist.

Why does Yin Shen Palace say that I can win?

Why are you so sure?

Although he knows that I have good qualifications and practice quickly, after all, I only have less than twenty days left.

In twenty days, according to the normal progress, how many can be achieved?

Moreover, if you make progress, won’t the other party also make progress?

"Because I accepted you as a disciple, and it has been full for less than twenty days. And the leader knows that when I accepted you as a disciple, you had just broken through to the first rank of warrior. When the leader saw you, it was only half a month, and you were already at the fourth rank of warrior.

"

Sun Yuandao: "Your cultivation speed is rare in the world. It's one of a kind."

"Um."

"The second thing is that their geniuses have been cultivated for more than a year. It is almost no secret to the senior leaders of our sect. As for you, except for me and the leader and three other worshipers, you have no one."

People know. In other words, you are in the dark and they are in the open. Even if you defeat them, they will only think that the defenders are geniuses. The enemy is in the dark and we are in the dark. The odds of winning are two."

"That makes sense."

"Third, the leader was surprised that your qualifications were so good last time I saw you, so he and the three priests taught you something; and when the leader issued the mission this time, he lamented that last time

When I taught it, I never had the idea of ​​dealing with the geniuses of the three sects, but by some strange combination of circumstances, I got to this point, and it was a mistake."

"The teachings taught by the leader are really good things. They are the most unique skills. As long as you master them, it is not difficult to fight beyond the level. This is the third chance of winning."

"clear."

"The last point is... the leader believes that every person's life is full of opportunities; and you appear at the right time, just after you appear, there will be a task that requires you to earn face for the sect, and you have a certain

The chance of winning, so the leader believes that you may have luck in your body, or maybe you are a noble person of our sect. So..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Fang Che coughed.

I really didn't expect that this leader of the Yin Shen Palace, the Yixin Sect, and the great devil wreaking havoc on the world, would be so superstitious.

It feels a bit gimmicky.

I almost couldn't control it.

But when you think about it, it’s really not surprising.

There is absolutely no need to come to the Yinshen Palace to undergo religious baptism yourself.

But because of this action, by chance, the Yin Shen Palace came and took charge.

One leader and four worshipers.

Such a high standard of religious baptism.

An ant disciple with such a low status and low cultivation level joined the religion.

It's not normal in itself, and it seems to have some fateful flavor.

After coming here, due to his talent, the Yinshen Palace, which he originally didn't even plan to come to, actually taught him the swordsmanship for which he became famous.

They are bound to each other.

It can be considered a good relationship.

And then when the action failed, he was ridiculed, and he was about to fall behind the four religions, there happened to be another opportunity to defeat the opponent, and the person who executed this opportunity happened to be himself.

It must also be yourself.

Even before this, Yin Shen Palace had never even thought of dealing with the opponent's talented disciple.

He just showed up.

For the Yin Shen Palace to have this kind of "sense of fate and luck", is it really... quite appropriate?

Thinking about it this way, Fang Che also had an idea: This is fate!

…

"These are three warrior-level Bi Ling Pills that the leader has rewarded you with. Taking one of these Bi Ling Pills can increase your cultivation by ten years. I will teach you how to refine it later. These are ten plants of Bi Ling Cao that can assist you.

For cultivation, these are three green flowers. Taking them can enhance your spiritual consciousness. This is a sword, given by the leader himself, secretly made by the chief teacher, and a wind-steel sword that has never been stained with blood."

"This sword has the charm of wind. When you draw the sword, it can increase the speed and sharpness. It is rare in the world, so you should cherish it."

Fang Che's heart moved.

His eyes couldn't help but become eager.

Fenggang Sword, I also had one in my previous life.

It was just that later on, when my cultivation level became too high, I could not withstand the huge impact of spiritual power infusion, and it was damaged in the battle with a powerful enemy.

But for warriors with imperial level cultivation, it is a coveted weapon!

It increases the shooting speed and sharpness, and when you draw the sword, you feel like you are riding the wind.

It feels great in hand.

"These resources are almost enough for you to break through the martial arts master."

Sun Yuan said tentatively.

The elixir and elixir are the best, but after all, there are still three levels to break through to the martial arts master. Eighth level, ninth level, perfect.

And it also requires each level of perception, state of mind, and combat experience.

Moreover, the elixir does have so much medicinal power, but it also depends on the individual's qualifications and how much it can absorb. Generally speaking, if you can absorb six or seven for your own use, it is very good.

Other medicinal powers will escape into the air.

"enough!"

Fang Che didn't have so many ideas.

He has all the insights and experience, and his state of mind is even more transcendent. Below the emperor level, there is no bottleneck at all.

"That girl has pretty good qualifications, I'm going to train her."

Fang Che started to play tricks on her: "Master, please leave her alone. I want her to be completely mine."

Sun Yuanxin understood, smiled with a vulgar expression, and said: "You know a lot."

Fang Che coughed, this old guy must have completely misunderstood.

What I said belongs entirely to me and is not the same thing as your obscene smile.

"From body to mind and consciousness, including every step of improvement, you must be imprinted."

Sun Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled: "This is a good plan. When you use it in the future, it will be more convenient and more... enjoyable."

"..."

Fang Che has a black streak on his head.

Old sex batch!

I am a gentleman and I look down on you!

"As a teacher, I just keep my hands off and let you train me since childhood."

"Uh... Master also needs you to fill in a teaching note for me about the personal maid."

What Fang Che said was extremely skillful.

Make a note of your own and have a personal maid. In this way, Ye Meng will be exempted from the baptism of becoming a Christian and will exist as an accessory to yourself.

And in the future, you can stay or go as you like, it all depends on your mood.

This is a tricky approach.

Sun Yuan agreed without any hesitation. For him, as a priest, this little thing can be done by himself without going through anyone. He only needs to add a word.

"Okay, I'll take care of this, and you can just prepare for the war with peace of mind."

"yes."

On the same day, Fang Che took a Bi Ling Dan and a Bi Ling flower and began to digest the power of the medicine.

Sun Yuan protected him at the door.

He saw a vortex suddenly forming around Fang Che, and countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth roared in, endlessly pouring into Fang Che's body.

Sun Yuan was shocked at first.
To be continued...