Lord of the night.

Chapter 1169: The Grandmaster is particularly happy today [Guaranteed -in-]

At this time, Fang Che was receiving Bi Feng and others.

Of the nine families that came out of the Three Worlds, five have come. Bi Feng, Bi Ren, Wu Di, Wu Qing, Bai Ye, Bai Feng, Xiang Xin, Xiong Ying, Xiong Zhuang and others have all come.

Following behind Bi Feng was a young boy of about sixteen or seventeen with a green face.

“This is Bi Kai!”

Bi Feng smiled and said, "You may not be familiar with him, but you must know his sister, Bi Yunyan."

Bi Kai was very polite and reserved: "Hello, Brother Ye Mo!"

There was actually a gleam of admiration in the little guy's eyes. I don't know how these people instilled this in him.

Fang Che was immediately shocked, oh, brother-in-law.

This needs to be treated well.

I thought of my brother-in-law, then of Bi Yunyan, and then of the little guy's name.

Fang Che couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart.

This……

Forget it.

"Bi Kai, how old are you this year?"

Fang Che was in a pleasant mood.

"Fifteen and a half years old." The little guy puffed out his chest.

"Only fifteen and a half."

Fang Che couldn't help but look at his face again. Just looking at his face, he must be about sixteen or seventeen years old. It seems that he has grown well.

"How is your cultivation?" Fang Che asked.

“I’m now a ninth-rank military general. I dare not break through. I have to wait for the next plan to raise Gu to become a god.” Bi Kai grinned.

"..."

Fang Che couldn't help but be speechless.

Look at people.

What was I when I was fifteen... a martial artist?
This is the resource of a big family.

"This little guy really adores you. When he heard that you were invited to the banquet, he insisted on coming along."

Bi Feng said helplessly: "His father handed him over to me, and I have no choice."

Bi Feng and Bi Yunyan are of the same generation, but Bi Feng's fathers are older, so there is a big gap between Bi Feng and Bi Yunyan in age, and he is much older than Bi Yunyan's father.

"At home, I always hear that Big Brother Night Demon is so powerful that he is feared by all. It is said that every time Big Brother Night Demon appears, blood clouds fill the sky and the whole sky turns red. His murderous aura overwhelms the world. All the people from the Guardians, the Divine Weasel Sect, and the Spirit Snake Sect dare not even say a word. He is so powerful! So powerful!"

Bi Kai's eyes were full of sparkling stars: "I also want to practice the blood smoke hand, but my family won't let me, and they even beat me."

Bi Feng distorted his face and scolded: "What are you practicing the Blood Smoke Hand for? You little bastard, your big brother Ye Mo practiced the Blood Smoke Hand because he had no other choice! You know nothing!"

Bi Kai pouted and stopped talking.

Bai Ye and the others were all laughing.

"I've already booked Yuehua Tower tonight." Bi Feng said, "Send the invitation in advance, and then we'll come to your house in person to invite you. Ye Mo, this sincerity is enough. You can't refuse."

Fang Che smiled bitterly and said, "I don't want to refuse, but Yuehua Tower is really not an option. The ancestor won't let me go to that kind of place."

Everyone suddenly: "..."

After a long while, Bi Feng coughed and said, "I didn't think it through. How about we go to my manor?"

Fang Che knew that he really couldn't refuse this time, so he nodded and said, "Okay, it's a good opportunity for me to visit the big family and broaden my horizons."

"Okay, okay." Bi Kai was overjoyed: "I want to drink with Big Brother Ye Mo too."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Fang Che's face was full of smiles, he was thinking, Bi Feng invited him to Yuehua Tower... was this really inconsiderate?

You have to know that as long as you go to Yuehua Tower, the news will get out. As the chief judge, why would I go to such a romantic place?
Yan Nan and his friends pay great attention to this.

If Night Demon had not been reminded, and was really just a small demon who got in by chance, how could he not go after so many nobles invited him? How dare he offend them?
But once you go, the stain of this life can never be washed away.

Although everyone knew that it was a plot set up by Bi Feng and his team, but once you went, you went. It was also a fact that all the high-level people of the same status had lost face and dignity.

If he goes, the courtesan will definitely be accompanying him; Bi Feng and his men have countless means to force the courtesan into their arms.

When you are drunk and excited, if your hands are a little dishonest...

Even if he was not dishonest, the reputation of being "unable to escape the temptation of fame and wealth and unfit for important tasks" would spread like wildfire.

Night Demon's future path to promotion is cut off from now on!
This plan is a bit vicious.

Moreover, it is a sure win when used against people from the lower class who have just been promoted or against the nouveau riche.

Fang Che looked at the dozen young men who came, all of them were friendly and smiling, and it seemed that they were all sincere. But except for this little boy Bi Kai, who else didn't understand these things?
"The Jianghu..."

Fang Che sighed in his heart. There were many people here who had fought side by side with him in the Three Realms, and he had even saved their lives. There were also many good people who were open and honest with him.

but……

All I can say is haha.

Just then.

Heifeng came in and reported: "Sir, Deputy Chief Bai sent someone to tell you to come over immediately."

Fang Che was surprised: "Okay."

Then he turned around and said, "Everyone, this..."

"Go do whatever you want, we'll wait for you here."

Bi Feng laughed: "It's a good opportunity to visit the main court that is said to have become the netherworld. Go ahead."

Fang Che nodded and smiled: "Okay, then I'll send someone to lead the way for you."

Then he said to Heifeng, "Ask Guardian Ning to come and accompany Master Feng and the others around, and make sure they accompany the guests well."

Bi Feng's face froze, and he said, "No need to trouble Guardian Ning, right?"

For Bi Feng and others, how could Ning Zaifei be easy to mess with? Besides, they didn't have any specific positions at the moment, so they were naturally at a disadvantage when facing Ning Zaifei.

But Heifeng had already agreed and turned around and left.

Fang Che laughed and said, "Protector Ning is very idle now. It's a good opportunity to give him something to do."

As they were talking, Ning Zaifei came in from outside: "Sir."

"I have something to do at Jingshen Palace. You take Master Feng and the others to look around our main trial hall. See everything you can see."

Ning Zaifei understood: "Okay."

Fang Che confessed his crime and immediately went out to Jingshen Palace.

Bi Feng and so many others came to Jingshen Palace for a purpose. Moreover, it might be related to the imprisoned people. But how could Fang Che agree with them on this point?
He flew out quickly and entered from the main gate of Jingshen Palace, and arrived at Bai Jing's leader's hall.

"Disciple Ye Mo, I pay my respects to the Grandmaster."

Bai Jing had a cold face.

I've already started thinking of excuses.

After all, you can't just start fighting right away, right? You have to find a reason.

"Ye Mo, what level have you reached in your cultivation?" Bai Jing asked, "Still at the fourth level of Saint King? Peak?"

"Reporting to the master, I am now at the initial stage of the sixth rank of the Holy King." Fang Che said.

"You said you made some progress..."

Bai Jing got his temper thumped just as he started, then continued: "...It's not even a big improvement!"

Fang Che didn't dare to speak.

I don't quite understand what this sentence means. Even a little progress is not considered a big improvement? What kind of criticism is this?
"How's your Ice Soul Divine Art doing? Is it still standing still?"

"It has reached the fourth level, and has begun to automatically evolve into the Ice Spirit and Cold Soul. I just have a few questions here."

Fang Che listed his own problems: "Combined with the practice of Bingling Hanpo, I feel that our practice seems to be lacking something. Although the problem of ice debris swirling has been solved here, if we practice from here on, the ice needle phenomenon will appear again, and it can only be solved by the power of the soul. This change is a bit confusing for me."

Bai Jing frowned: "Hmm?"

"What does the Grandmaster mean?"

"Use the power of the soul to remove the ice needles? Won't it disappear after spinning a few times?"

Bai Jing was somewhat puzzled: "How can the power of the soul affect the removal of the Ice Spirit Needle?"

"what?"

Fang Che was stunned: "But using the same whirling force, I can eliminate 99% of it, but I can't completely eliminate it."

"Ninety-nine percent..."

Bai Jing was shocked.

I can only resolve 96% of it.

Moreover, the power of the soul cannot eliminate the rest, so it can only remain. When it is excessive, it will be discharged in the form of releasing the origin.

"Would you like to practice for me to see?"

Bai Jing perked up.

A hand was placed on Fang Che's back.

Fang Che was puzzled by this, so he started practicing, and then stopped when the ice needles were produced.

Bai Jing's spiritual energy clearly felt: "Continue."

After Bai Jing used the whirlwind force that he was familiar with several times, the ice needle almost completely disappeared, leaving only a little bit of energy that was almost imperceptible.

"continue."

Bai Jing watched carefully.

Fang Che's spiritual power was activated along his meridians, and a faint stream of extreme yang rushed up, instantly dissolving the tiny bit of energy that had remained completely without a trace.

"what?"

Bai Jing was completely shocked.

After letting Fang Che run it nine times in a row, he finally said, "Don't use the power of your soul, but try using the power of your meridians."

"The power of meridians?" Fang Che was stunned.

"Or just use the power of other techniques to attack." Bai Jing said.

Fang Che followed his instructions and used the Infinite Sutra. With one scroll, the remaining trace also disappeared. He couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Huh?"

"It's not the power of the technique nor the power of the soul."

Bai Jing was certain this time: "It is the power of your meridians. But how could this be possible?"

Fang Che suddenly had an idea: "I understand."

"what?"

"It's the power of the Nirvana Ribbon."

Fang Che said: "Another function of the Nirvana Ribbon is to bring the power of yin and yang regeneration to the meridians..."

"Holy crap! Yin and Yang reborn! That's how it is!"

Bai Jing suddenly realized it! He couldn't help but look bitter: "So that's it!"

"Ancestor? How do you say that?"

Fang Che was puzzled.

"Hey……"

Bai Jing's face was filled with unspeakable bitterness: "My elder brother once said that my martial arts method has a flaw, and it is in this aspect. It can only be solved if you reach the extreme of martial arts and turn death into life."

"But my elder brother can go to the extreme and turn death into life, so how can I, Bai Jing, do the same? So I have been practicing like this. If I can reach that point, I will take it a step further. If I can't reach that point, the power of the technique itself is strong enough."

“But I understand now that I don’t need to use martial arts to the extreme to turn death into life, and the fusion of yin and yang can make the spiritual energy reverse life and death.”

Bai exclaimed in amazement, his mood was indescribably complicated: "No wonder your cultivation speed is always faster than others, your meridians have been transformed by the Nirvana Ribbon. It already contains the power of Phoenix Nirvana, turning death into life!"

Fang Che was also stunned: "Is that so?"

He just thought that Bai Jing had already taken this step, but he didn't expect that Bai Jing didn't have it!
Moreover, the Nirvana Ribbon had such a subtle and silent influence that Fang Che himself was completely unaware of any changes that had taken place in his meridians.

Too subtle.

Bai Jing was filled with regret. Although he knew the reason, he couldn't do it himself.

Nirvana Ribbon.

Only the Emperor of Eternal Night has it!

"Night Demon, from now on, I will no longer test you on the Ice Spirit and Ice Soul Divine Art."

Bai exclaimed in amazement, and said in a bleak voice: "If you can cultivate to the twelfth level of Ice Spirit and Cold Soul in the future, don't forget to tell me how it feels."

"Twelveth floor?"

Fang Che was stunned: "Grandmaster, there are only eleven levels of the technique."

"Of course, I'm at the eleventh level. But the twelfth level does exist. It's just that no one has ever mastered it. To reach the twelfth level, one needs to practice the technique to the extreme, and then deduce the first eleven levels and come up with the twelfth level. Therefore, it is said that the power of each person who practices to the twelfth level is different."

Bai Jing was filled with yearning: "I have been stuck at the peak of the eleventh level for thousands of years."

"Everyone who has reached the twelfth level?" Fang Che was shocked: "Could it be that before the founder, there were many people who could reach the twelfth level?"

"No."

Bai Jing said: "Before me, no one has even reached the peak of the eleventh level."

"..." Fang Che was speechless.

"But there is no existing path to the twelfth level. It is deduced by each person. So as long as there are multiple people who have reached the twelfth level, then they will definitely be different."

Bai Jing said: "The twelfth level of Ice Spirit and Cold Soul is called Supreme. There are only eight words: Supreme Merit, Ice Melts Divine Iron."

"What this means is that... even if it is an indestructible divine metal, when the Ice Spirit and Cold Soul are trained to the extreme, it will be directly frozen and melted in the ice, turning into invisible."

Bai Jing's eyes were filled with excitement. That was his extreme yearning for the twelfth level of Ice Spirit and Cold Soul.

"Melted? Frozen? Frozen?"

Fang Che was a little confused.

If it is ice, how can it melt into formlessness, and melt into divine metal?
“You’ll understand when you get there.”

Bai Jing was silent: "...I don't understand it now. But that's what it says."

Ok.

Since you don't understand either, I won't ask.

Fang Che shut up tactfully.

But Bai Jing became excited: "Ye Mo, no matter what time, you can't interrupt Bing Ling Han Po's practice. You must see what it will be like when the skill reaches its peak and the ice melts the divine iron! If I am still alive by then, you must let me see it!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Bai Jing laughed, and there was even light in his eyes.

That was the light that his lifelong pursuit had finally paid off.

Until now, he was extremely certain that Fang Che would be able to reach the position that he had not yet reached, and would be able to see the scenery that he had longed for all his life but was still out of reach!
It turns out that place really exists!
Bai Jing laughed out loud, filled with joy. It turned out that I was not deceived that year!
that's nice!

He laughed for a full half a quarter of an hour before he finally stopped. With a smile on his face, he took out a box from his space ring.

As soon as he took out the box, Fang Che felt a chill.

The cold air emanating from the box instantly froze the space, and ice flowers suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

Bai Jing's hands and arms were instantly covered with a layer of ice, which kept crackling with crackling sounds.

"You keep this."

Bai Jing used his internal energy to continuously crack the ice, but the ice had frozen twice in the time it took him to say a few words.

"When you reach the peak of the eleventh level and break through the twelfth level, use it!"

Bai Jing frowned: "Hurry up and find a space ring to receive it."

Fang Che hurriedly took out a blank space ring.

Put this box in.

But then there was a snap, and the space ring was instantly frozen and cracked, and the box fell to the ground. Instantly the whole hall was frozen.

With Fang Che's current level of cultivation, he actually felt the cold.

"Use mine."

Bai Jing took out a space ring, packed up the box, threw the ring to Fang Che, and said, "Keep it."

Although I don't know what it is, it must be a good thing if it has such power without any activation.

"Grandmaster... I am still far from the eleventh floor."

Fang Che held the ring and said hesitantly: "But Master, you have already come to this point, why not..."

"I know."

Bai Jing said indifferently: "I will never reach the peak in my lifetime. Otherwise, if there is even a slight possibility, I will not hand it over."

"This is what I found after I lifted up the entire glacier. I don't know what it's called, so I named it Ice Star Spirit."

Bai Jing said calmly: "You don't have to feel embarrassed. I will give this strongest hope to anyone who can reach it. Even if someone from Dongfang Sansan has this hope, I will give it to him!"

"Now, you have this hope, which is just what I want!"

Fang Che accepted the ring and bowed: "Thank you, Master."

Bai Jing returned to his previous cold attitude and said, "Let me take another look at your Ice Soul Sword."

After discovering that Bingpo Spirit Sword's progress was far beyond his own, and that the power of each move was much stronger than that of his own at the same level, Bai Jing laughed loudly and said, "Go away! You can practice on your own in the future, and you don't need to ask me for advice again in this life!"

"Master, I will never forget your kindness and virtue."

"Who cares whether you forget or not..."

Bai Jing shook his hand nonchalantly, looking nonchalant. Then he reminded: "The substitute techniques I gave you a few days ago are substitute excuses in case there is a need to expose your techniques. You must not slack off in your practice. Don't think that you can be careless just because it is a substitute technique. You must know that if something happens, that is your life!"

"Disciple remembers it."

"Sometimes, you need cold-attribute skills to defeat the enemy, and sometimes, you need to use unconventional skills and swordsmanship to save your life. When you are in the martial arts world, this kind of thing happens all the time."

"Don't be afraid of being exposed. As long as you have an excuse and an alternative, it's fine. If you really can't find an excuse or an alternative, then killing everyone you see is fine."

Bai Jing taught: "So... no matter what, you must always save your life first. Do you understand? If you lose your life, even if you keep ten thousand secrets, you will never be able to see the scenery of the twelfth floor of Binglinghanpo again!"

"…The ancestor taught me that."

"Go."

Bai Jing rarely showed a loving smile and said, "Ye Mo, the Grandmaster is particularly happy today!"

“It is an honor for the disciple.”

Fang Che kowtowed, took his leave, and walked out.

Bai Jing twirled his beard and watched Fang Che leave with a smile on his face. For a long time, the gentle smile in his eyes did not disappear.

"Who said that people with icy attributes can't reach the pinnacle of martial arts? Big brother, you are wrong!"

Bai Jing laughed and thought happily: "When you come out of confinement, I will tell you in person that your judgment is wrong."

He breathed a sigh of relief and sat on his throne.

He patted the armrest and murmured, "Emperor of Eternal Night, this Emperor of Eternal Night is really a good thing. My seat is not as good as the seat of the Emperor of Eternal Night."

"The biggest advantage is that these things cannot be stolen. When people die, these things will all disappear. This is the safest way."

Bai Jing couldn't help but touch his chin and smile for a while.

I know myself. If things bound to the soul, such as the Nirvana Ribbon, can be snatched away, I would probably be the first one to grab them, right?

"Fools have good fortune."

Bai Jing shook his head.

Then he remembered: "...Hey, why did I call Night Demon over this time?"

Knock on the forehead.

Feeling the strong smell of blood in the air... Bai Jing's face suddenly twisted!
"Grass!"

This time, Night Demon was called in because he was angry and wanted to order him to deal with the problem of the bloody smell.

As a result, after arriving, I was praised and rewarded by myself, and then I handed over all the treasures I had kept in the bottom of the box...

After everyone has left, looking back, I realize that I have forgotten the important matter?
Bai Jing was speechless: Was this something I, Bai Jing, did?

Look up and outside.

With a quick scan with his spiritual sense, he found that Ye Mo had returned to the main trial hall, and had already walked out with Ning Zaifei, Bi Feng and others.

Apparently there was some kind of party going on.

With a quick scan with his spiritual sense, he found that there were actually two people from the Bai family here.

He was immediately so angry that his chest was suffocated: "If there was any motivated person, these things would not have been given to Night Demon? What a bunch of useless people! They are useless except to make me angry!"

He became angry, snorted, and clapped his hands to call in the people from Jingshen Palace.

He slapped the handrail and said angrily, "Are you a bunch of bastards? Can't you smell the bloody odor outside? Can't you arrange a few people to stand in the air every day to use spiritual power to dispel the smell?"

"Grandmaster, where should we disperse this?"

"Do I need to teach you this?"

Bai Jing was furious and said, "As long as the Jingshen Palace doesn't have any smell, you can disperse it however you want! Besides, if the main trial hall is not available, you are not available either? You won't go to the execution ground to clean up the bloodstains?"

After Bai Jing scolded him.

There were ten more people above the main trial hall.

He waved his sleeves, spreading the smell of blood in all directions, especially towards the slums, where he rolled it up and sent it over.

There is no other way. We can’t send it to the leader’s hall, right?

There were also thirty more people on the execution ground.

Clean up the bloodstains diligently every moment of every day, and try to reduce the bloody smell.

Day by day.

Zhou Changchun and others felt a little embarrassed... These people are more awesome than themselves, and doing this job here is really... It really makes people feel weird.

They wanted to snatch it and do the work, but the people in Jingshen Palace gave them a sullen look and did not allow them to do it: What if the founder gets angry if we really let you do it?
(End of this chapter)