Lord of the night.

Chapter 1116: Destiny! [Monthly Pass - plus additional chapters]

Duan Xiyang said without turning back, "Ye Mo, come over and see where I should place my next move."

It was a leisurely scene.

Fang Che walked over hesitantly: "I...I don't dare..."

Yan Nan raised his head, glanced at him, and said sinisterly, "Since Master Duan asked you to look, you should look."

Fang Che originally didn't know much about this thing. After all, Go is a game played by elegant people, and Fang Che has been a country bumpkin for both of his lives.

Feng Yun was not wrong at all when he called him a country bumpkin.

But in the three-party world, the one who accompanied his two wives in training did have some basic skills.

"If you lose, you can't make additional requests."

I have to say that just this one point is enough to completely grasp Mr. Fang.

Bi Yunyan didn't care. She followed the rules and had a strong sense of contract. She actively cooperated when I told her some positions. She could also find new ways to commit suicide.

He often brings himself to the point of death.

But Yan Beihan often cheats.

The cultivation goal and the bet were both achieved, and when Fang Che excitedly entered the room, he found a chessboard.

"Husband, let's play a game of chess."

Not betting?

Haha, if you don’t gamble, I won’t gamble either.

Otherwise, when women act like cheating men are helpless.

So Mr. Fang swore: I will beat you in chess! For a few years, even when he was fighting with Mo Ganyun, Mr. Fang was thinking about the life and death problem.

After more than eighty years of training, Mr. Fang's chess skills are now quite strong.

Mr. Fang cannot be considered a smart man. In terms of brainpower, people like Feng Yunyan and Beihan are actually smarter than Fang Che.

However, Mr. Fang’s biggest advantage is: perseverance!
Once you want to do something, no matter how hard you study, you must accomplish it!

Thanks to Mr. Fang's determined efforts in research, the little witch is now giving up the fight.

Because my chess skills have been crushed. If I gamble again, I will just be giving away the benefits for free...

Fang Che came over to take a look and immediately realized that Old Duan was already powerless to turn the tide in this game.

Duan Xiyang pondered, tapping the chessboard with his fingers, and asked, "How is it?"

Fang Che shook his head and thought: "Not very optimistic."

Duan Xiyang said unhappily: "It is the meaning of being a warrior to find possibilities in the impossible and opportunities for victory in defeat. Young people must have fighting spirit! Come on, you play this game of chess!"

Duan Xiyang said as a matter of course: "Come on, if you lose, it's your fault. If you win this game, I will teach you the White Bone Dream Shattering Spear as a reward."

Fang Che had a dark look on his face.

Just say your white bone spear is rotting at home! Don't pass it on in this lifetime.

In this game of chess, you have already lost all four corners, and the dragon in the middle has been cut off. Not to mention that our lord is powerless, even if we call Dongfang Sansan, we can't bring you back to life!

And the person will be crushed to death directly.

But Duan Xiyang grabbed him and pressed him down on the seat: "Let me see what to do next?"

Fang Che's face became even more distorted.

What's the next step, brother? You basically have no wards in this area. It looks like he can survive, but he dies after a few steps. Can't you see this kind of local life and death problem?

Yan Nan looked at Fang Che's distorted face and couldn't help but feel amused in his heart, and said, "Ye Mo, in this game of chess, as long as you can keep two pieces alive, you will win."

"really?"

Fang Che's eyes suddenly lit up.

If you want to save only two pieces at all costs, it shouldn't be... it won't be easy at all!
After carefully looking at the entire situation, Fang Che couldn't help but roll his eyes at Duan Xiyang.

If you can do this, you are an expert.

But we really can't say that Duan Xiyang is a mediocre player. You can feel it if you review the game in your mind, Duan plays chess in an orderly manner. The east and the west echo each other, and the upper and lower parts are connected. It is certain that he has his own ideas for every move.

But unfortunately, Yan Nan's chess skills were better, and every step of Duan Xiyang's goals were blocked by him, so none of his ideas were realized.

And he took the opportunity to connect Yan Nan's own chess pieces.

Fang Che took a look and started trying.

Although Lao Duan’s chess moves are messy, every move still has a lingering flavor, and as long as there is a lingering flavor, it’s fine.

This is the aftertaste Fang Che wants. Just surviving two pieces is not the overall victory, so every step of the useless pieces Duan Xiyang made before can be robbed!
The first step was to get close to the black piece, as if to pierce it. Yan Nan snorted, and from just this one move he could tell that this kid was actually quite good at chess.

If I don't respond, he will really pierce the broken points, and then capture them, abandoning one side of the pieces and taking back the nine eye positions on the same side.

I had no choice but to take a step forward.

But if Fang Che leaned on the other side, Yan Nan could only connect.

Fang Che took advantage of another breakpoint and directly hit the top, attacking the enemy and saving him. Yan Nan could only block it.

Fang Che made a small flying move, and the left and right sides formed a small flying move, with the four sons responding and connecting with the external force. Moreover, this move also formed the next step of the sharp thorn breaking dragon.

This chess piece comes alive.

Because Yannan had no choice but to respond, having his dragon cut off was unbearable.

Of course, there is still some distance before the two eyes are formed and the chess piece is completely alive. But the chess strength is enough for Yan Nan to judge that it cannot be killed.

If Duan Xi Yang plays with his chess skills, he can still kill him.

But if it's Fang Che who's in charge, the chess piece can survive.

Yan Nan frowned and looked at him for a while, then said, "Alive. You win."

Duan Xiyang immediately said angrily: "You are too perfunctory, aren't you? How can you win?"

Yan Nan said leisurely: "If you don't have enough ability, your eyesight will not be good enough. If you don't have good eyesight, you won't be able to understand the masters' moves. If you can't understand the masters' moves, it's easy for you to say something wrong."

"This sentence is: Where is the victory?!"

"For example, you. Usually, this sentence should be followed by another sentence: Why didn't I see that? However, you swallowed the latter sentence. You still saved half of your face."

"You only kept half a point out of ten."

Yannan smiled at Duan Xiyang.

I was scolded harshly in a roundabout way.

Duan Xiyang's face turned pale: "If you lose, it means my White Bone Spear Skill will be gone, right?"

"Yes, I exported it to you."

Yan Nan said: "Isn't this what you have been looking forward to?"

"..."

No matter how Duan Xiyang thought about it, he felt like he was being tricked. Although he really wanted to teach him how to shoot, he felt extremely uncomfortable knowing that he was being set up.

With a dark face, he said, "I don't believe this chess piece can survive!"

"What if I can survive?"

"I'll build something else."

Duan Xiyang said.

"Then I'll build something too."

Yan Nan then asked Fang Che to finish his work. After he finished, he was indeed alive. Duan Xiyang said, "Fifth brother, you let me go, right? Come again and I'll take you..."

Sun Wutian finally couldn't listen any more: "Old Duan, if you slowly invest everything, you will become your successor, right?"

Duan Xiyang and Yan Nan looked at each other: This idiot has seen through us.

"Hehehe..."

Fang Che was a little confused. When did I become so popular?

What's going on?

Duan Xiyang gave me the jade slip of the White Bone Dream-Breaking Spear and a set of White Bone Magical Skills; and Yan Nan gave me a jade slip of the Shocking Soul Palm and the Shocking Soul Mental Skills.

He also gave a large number of various elixirs.

There are also three annotations by Duan Xiyang.

Fang Che felt like he was dreaming: I...I have done something great? Or...what?

What merit have I made to deserve such preferential treatment?
I remember that I was seriously injured, right?

Sun Wutian also followed Fang Che and left. Along the way, Fang Che was puzzled and asked: "Grandmaster, what happened today?"

Sun Wutian was in a good mood but a little depressed. He said, "You've taken advantage of me, so you can just laugh secretly. Why are you asking me this?"

Fang Che took a deep breath and rushed forward. He always felt that he was different today than before. Even the speed and feeling of the spiritual energy in his meridians seemed to be slightly different.

I couldn't help but take a breath...

He was immediately shocked: "Grandmaster, I just broke through to the fourth level yesterday, right? How come I'm at the fifth level of Saint King today?"

That was the result of the three of us trying our best.

If I wasn't afraid that it would delay your foundation building, you would have a chance to reach the eighth level, let alone the fifth level.

"Practice well."

Sun Wutian snorted: "Go back and feel your body carefully."

Fang Che couldn't help but startled, and touched his butt and said, "You really didn't do anything to me, did you?"

Sun Wutan was furious.

With one kick, he turned the boy into a flying man: "Don't you even look at your current appearance!... You wish for it!"

……

Sun Wutan took the Night Demon away.

There is no need to pretend when the person is gone.

Yan Nancai and Duan Xiyang sat on the chairs, and the elegance and grace just now turned into fatigue.

"I'm really exhausted today."

Yan Nan sighed.

Duan Xiyang was not relaxed either. After removing his disguise, his face turned pale. “At the time, I thought it was impossible... and sure enough, it blew up.”

"...You are really not a human being when you say this, you know that?"

Yan Nan rolled his eyes in anger.

But when I think about it, I actually had the same idea as Duan Xiyang at that time, and I also felt that it should be impossible.

But I didn't stop it after all.

"Don't talk about this matter when you go out."

Yan Nan warned him seriously: "The three of us could have made such a mistake together. We can't afford to lose face, Old Duan."

If it was just Sun Wutian and Duan Xiyang who made such a mistake, it would be fine, but I, the deputy chief leader in charge of religious affairs and an expert in all the martial arts of the Weiwo Zhengjiao, could actually do such a thing...

To be honest, Yan Nan still finds it unbelievable until now.

The most incredible thing is that Yan Nan feels that if it happens again, he probably won't stop it! After all, the energy of this Nirvana Ribbon is too powerful, and it has never been seen before. What if it works?
So although this mistake was ridiculous, it was really beyond reproach.

"Who should I tell... I, Duan Xiyang, am also a person who cares about my reputation..."

Duan Xiyang was also embarrassed.

I feel so ashamed just thinking about this kind of mistake, let alone going out and advertising it. I am the best master of Cloud Weapon Chart! Where is my face?

I played the most promising junior to death...

Damn, if this gets out, it will definitely be recorded in history. And it will be embarrassing as long as the universe exists, how can you just say it out loud?

Didn’t you see that even the person involved, Fang Che, was kept in the dark by these three people?

Although there was no expression on Duan Xiyang's face, the awkwardness in his heart had not yet disappeared.

Simply change the subject and ask: "How about the Blood Spirit Scripture?"

Yan Nan also quickly changed the subject: "Not bad, it's quite powerful."

Then he calmed down and said, "Old Duan, to be honest, if you practice the Blood Spirit Art in the Blood Spirit Sutra, it should be more powerful than your White Bone Dream Shattering Spear. Are you really not considering it?"

When Duan Xiyang gave up, Yan Nan actually felt that something was wrong. After all, as a martial arts fanatic, Duan Xiyang would actually give up his invincible martial arts... This in itself is incredible, right?

It would be understandable if Yan Nanchen Gu and others gave up.

But Duan Xiyang actually gave up.

Duan Xiyang said calmly: "If I had seen the Blood Spirit Scripture before this breakthrough, I would have definitely practiced both."

"Ok?"

Yan Nan frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I have entered the realm of the spear: I have no distractions and I move forward without hesitation."

Duan Xiyang said.

With just one sentence, Yan Nan understood immediately.

"I see!"

Duan Xiyang said: "Since this spear can break all the roads ahead, then the Blood Spirit Scripture is just a side job for me. After practicing it, the gains will not outweigh the losses."

"Yes. That's all."

Although Yan Nan felt a little regretful, since Duan Xiyang was like this, he could only give up.

"The Night Demon's Blood Smoke Hand complements the Blood Spirit Nerve. Especially with the Blood Spirit Technique, it is somewhat compatible."

Yan Nan showed an inexplicable look on his face, and said softly: "Old Duan, you also remember the Blood Smoke Hand, right?"

"of course."

"Have you ever thought that if the Blood Smoke Hand is put together with the Blood Spirit Art of the Blood Spirit Sutra, it would be like... laying the foundation for the Blood Spirit Art. Can you imagine this?"

"That is to say, when the Blood Smoke Hand is cultivated to its peak, it will be just the right time to take over the Blood Spirit Technique, and then truly unleash its power."

Yan Nan was shocked by this!
Blood Smoke Hand, a martial art universally recognized by our orthodox sect as the most useless, its sequel is unexpectedly like this!

Moreover, he gave the Blood Smoke Hand first, and then gave the Blood Spirit Scripture more than ten thousand years later!
God, what have you been doing for the past ten thousand years?

Duan Xiyang said: "Isn't that perfect? ​​Giving the Blood Spirit Scripture to Night Demon will help him grow stronger again, right?"

Yan Nan smiled bitterly: "It's not as simple as you think. This is why I hesitated and wondered whether I should just not give it to Ye Mo."

Duan Xiyang was stunned: "Huh? What...what does this mean?"

Duan Xiyang felt like his brain was short-circuiting. Shouldn't it be like this?
Why would you hesitate and not give it to me? Why are you hesitating about something that is so natural?
Yan Nan waved his hand, and the soundproof barrier flew out, and then he said in a voice transmission: "Old Duan, send a voice transmission."

Duan Xiyang's expression changed.

Yan Nan was in his own office, inside a specially set up soundproof barrier, and the people he was talking to were the two of the world's top people, and they even needed to transmit their voices?

He nodded carefully and said in a voice transmission: "You say."

Yan Nan pondered for a moment and transmitted his voice: "Old Duan, I am now suspicious of one thing. Through this Blood Spirit Technique, I can be sure that this Blood Spirit Scripture is undoubtedly inherited from the Heavenly Centipede God."

"This is inevitable." Duan Xiyang nodded.

"That day, Suiyun told me that Ye Mo had destiny. So I have been thinking about the word destiny for a while now."

"Kismen?"

"That's right. Night Demon has good fortune. This can be seen from the speed of his rise and the help of noble people along the way."

Yan Nan's face was gloomy, and he transmitted his voice solemnly: "The Night Demon's road is not easy to walk, this cannot be denied, every step is life and death, every step is murderous. It is stormy and dangerous. That's for sure. But have you noticed that he turned danger into safety at every step?"

Duan Xiyang considered it and nodded slowly.

"How long did it take Night Demon to rise from a small character that you and I disdained to the current level? Isn't this speed shocking?"

Yannan Road.

Duan Xiyang sent a message back: "This sentence is a little wrong. Night Demon is not a small character that I disdain. I have been disdainful of him since the first time I saw him."

Yan Nan's train of thought was almost disrupted, and he angrily said, "Can you stop arguing?"

Duan Xiyang made a gesture to shut up.

"After all the ups and downs, all the stumbling blocks, all the life and death situations along the way, it has actually come to the point where you have become the treasure of you and me?"

Yan Nan frowned and said, "If you say there is no destiny, I don't believe it. So the destiny that Sui Yun mentioned, although illusory, must exist."

"But if it is destiny, where does it come from?"

"To extend this a little further... that is... in the Three-Sided World, Xiaohan obtained the Yaochi Treasure Book because of the Night Demon, and Fengyun obtained the Blood Spirit Scripture because of the Night Demon, while the Night Demon ascended to the throne of the Emperor of Eternal Night."

"As for the Blood Smoke Hand, this skill has been practiced by some people before, but they died before they could reach the peak. The Night Demon practiced the Blood Smoke Hand."

"At that time, he was forced to practice because his status was too low, and the status of the Seal God Palace was too low, so he couldn't get any valuable ones. He could only give a book that was everywhere in the sect and no one practiced it. But it was this that echoed the Blood Spirit Sutra. If this matter is connected with the Sky Centipede God, it is extremely terrifying when you think about it carefully."

"It's been more than ten thousand years... and now we have the Emperor of Eternal Night, the greatest genius in the world. Old Duan, think about it."

"Because of his good aptitude and his knowledge of swords, spears, and halberds, we put a lot of effort into training him and providing him with resources and skills. Gradually, we gave him more and more, but he bit off more than he could chew. As a result, Sanfang Tiandi gave him a Nirvana Ribbon."

"Old Duan..."

Yan Nan said: "Why do I feel that... this Blood Spirit Scripture must be given to Night Demon? Everything is pushing this matter forward, and it has been pushed to this point perfectly."

"If you don't give it to him, many people will be dissatisfied. He has put in the most effort, and his skills are the most compatible with yours, but you give it to others but not to him?"

"So this is the result."

Yan Nan looked at Duan Xiyang solemnly and said softly, "Since we have come to this point, we must think about it: If this is the arrangement of the Heavenly Centipede God, then what exactly is the Heavenly Centipede God going to do?"

Duan Xiyang suddenly raised his head, his eyes a little horrified: "This!"

Yan Nan: "If my guess is correct, if this matter was arranged by the Heavenly Centipede God, then the Heavenly Centipede God's greatest goal is to let Night Demon obtain the Blood Spirit Scripture and practice the Blood Spirit Scripture!"

"Old Duan, this is all I can think of, destiny!"

Yan Nan's face looked solemn.

Duan Xiyang also frowned.

The thought of "the ultimate goal of the Heavenly Centipede God" confused Duan Xiyang.

After being stunned for a while, he transmitted his voice: "If that's the case, then if we devote so much resources to cultivation, wouldn't it also be..."

Yan Nan rolled his eyes immediately, feeling deeply anxious about Duan Xi Yang's IQ.

"Don't you see that the Sky Centipede God has been planning for tens of thousands of years just to merge the Blood Smoke Hand and the Blood Spirit Sutra? Why? Are you stupid?"

Yan Nan said: "As long as you don't give me the Blood Spirit Scripture, it doesn't matter how much other things you give me. At best, I'll just be a master who is several or dozens of times stronger than you, Duan Xiyang."

"??!"

Duan Xiyang almost couldn't breathe: You went through such a big circle and ended with this sentence?
Yanwu, you are still a human being!
"I mean, as long as we don't give him the Blood Spirit Scripture... the Sky Centipede God's plan cannot be completed. In that case, no matter how powerful the Night Demon is, he is still one of ours."

Yan Nan said: "But after giving it the Blood Spirit Scripture, once it merges with the Five Spirit Gu, what changes will occur? No one can predict this. You know."

Duan Xiyang scratched his head and said, "You decide."

Yan Nan sighed and swallowed.

Suddenly I didn't want to talk.

As soon as I saw Duan Xiyang's expression, I knew that he didn't understand at least half of what I just said, or it didn't even cross my mind.

Tired.

I could only say, "I'll think about it again. Think about it again."

He planned to discuss this issue with his son when he got home in the evening.

Although I hate being with my son, sometimes I have to admit that he has a good brain and can look at problems from a detached perspective.

Yan Nan, who was in the situation, was unable to do this.

Now in the main trial hall, Fang Che has come to his senses.

Because Sun Wutian had warned himself dozens of times on the way: "What happened today must not be spread even a word! Not even a single word!"

Sun Wutian was also a man who cared about his reputation, so he kept Fang Che silent without Yan Nan's reminder.

If this matter were to get out, the guardians would probably laugh to death.

A joke for all ages was thus created.

This is really embarrassing to the extreme.

Fang Che promised carefully: "I won't tell you!"

"You swear to the Sky Centipede God not to tell!"

"I swear to the Centipede God..."

While swearing, Fang Che understood in his heart: this matter is absolutely against the common sense of martial arts, and Yan Nan and the other two are all super masters of martial arts, but they kept instigating and giving orders.

He made such a huge mistake on himself.

You can't afford to lose face, so you gave yourself so many benefits as hush money?

So my progress in cultivation is also due to this?

I have to say that Fang Che was still satisfied in his heart. I wouldn’t say it, but if such a mistake happened a few more times, I could get more benefits, and I wouldn’t mind.

If the three old demons knew what he was thinking, he would probably be beaten up immediately!

If this kind of thing happens once, you will almost be unable to hold your head up in your life. Do you want it to happen more times?

So Sun Wutan was relieved, and Fang Che was relieved too.

So now a drama is being performed in the main court.

The presiding judge sat on the throne, concentrating and reading the investigation report of his subordinates seriously.

He sat upright, frowned, and looked over little by little.

Sigh softly.

"We'll have a meeting tonight."

Heifeng agreed on the side: "Sir, shall we have a meeting of all the members or the captain?"

Fang Che thought about it and said, "Captain, I think he will."

"The captain will not meet anymore, let's have a meeting of all the members." Sun Wutan walked in with a sullen face.

(End of this chapter)