Fang Che said: "Do you feel sad? Wrongful? Hatred? Do you want to avenge them?"

Luo Feiyu's expression changed even more: "Fang Che, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting."

Fang Che said calmly: "In my opinion, those who join the guard hall and avenge their fellow sects are all men of great repute. At the very least, they can achieve the four words of pleasure, gratitude and revenge."

Luo Feiyu's eyes were solemn and he said: "You mean, I don't want to avenge my fellow disciples? I'm not a man?"

"I didn't say that."

Fang Che smiled very warmly: "You can practice swordsmanship for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years in the mountain gate. It won't be too late to come out to avenge your fellow sects when you are invincible."

Luo Feiyu's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot in an instant: "Fang Che, is it interesting for you to be so quick-tongued?"

"I can only use my words. Am I going to take my sword and avenge those 10,000 people? What if I die? Wouldn't that be a great loss?"

Fang Che said with a smile.

"snort!"

Luo Feiyu's face was full of anger and could not be contained.

He said firmly: "Fang Che, don't think of yourself as so great, and don't think of others as so miserable."

"Grudges will be repaid, sooner or later! I keep the hatred of my fellow disciples in my heart day and night. But now that my cultivation is shallow, what's the use even if I come out? Just killing a few low-level demons is considered revenge.

Really? There are so many experts in my orthodox teaching, so what’s the use of killing those ants?”

Luo Feiyu snorted angrily: "I wonder if you have ever heard of a saying: If you don't wear your sword properly, you will be in trouble when you go out."

"I've heard of it, what's the matter?"

Fang Che nodded.

"Now that I have not yet mastered my martial arts and am not good at swordsmanship, I go out to seek revenge and travel around the world. What else do I have besides passion? But if I meet a master on the other side, I will immediately give up my life. What's the point?"

"Revenge, if you don't have the strength, what's the point of revenge?"

Luo Feiyu said indignantly: "You are here to be sarcastic and kidnap others morally. How shameless!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fang Che laughed when he was told: "So how many years do you want to practice? How many years do you want your fellow disciples underground to wait for you?"

"You are not cultivated enough, and your fellow teachers are not cultivated enough, right?"

"Those elders, masters, masters, and uncles are all bad at cultivation, right?"

"As you said, there is no point in going out to die, but it is very meaningful to huddle in the mountain gate and practice swordsmanship for thousands of years, right? I think so. As the proud son of the sect, he can command and control everyone in the sect.

Below you, above ten thousand people, wherever you go, you are at a high level, you can teach others at any time, your status is high, your status is noble. How refreshing is that~!"

"Why do you need to come to this dirty river and lake, fight and kill, and live in danger?"

"In the sect, not only is it safe and you can live a long life, but there are also so many senior and junior sisters, right? Cultivation is boring, how nice it would be to get married and take a concubine, and live freely every day? It's not that blood feuds between the same sects will not be avenged. It's just that

It’s just that the time has not yet come.”

"When I become invincible in the world, I will go and wipe out the Orthodox Church to avenge them. Do you think I am right?"

Fang Che laughed and said to Luo Feiyu and the other people at Hanjian Mountain Gate, who had fire in his eyes: "Registration is over, let's go back and have a rest. Take a rest, experience the world, and then go back and practice your sword."

He smiled slightly: "When you become invincible, you will come out to avenge your fellow disciples. I am looking forward to this. Hahaha..."

There were over a hundred people at the Hanjian Mountain Gate, and they could hardly lift their heads.

Everyone scolded this hateful Fang Che bloody in their hearts.

Why, if one of our people dies, whether we take revenge or not is our own business.

What does it have to do with your surname Fang?

Is it your turn to make irresponsible remarks?

Who are you?

Besides, you have the final say whether we take revenge or not?

This man is simply sick!

"..."

Dong Yunyu was on the side and listened for a while, then he roughly understood what was going on, and then he kept trying to talk.

But Fang Che's words were so fast and urgent that Dong Yunyu had no chance to interrupt.

It wasn't until everyone else left in the end that Dong Yunyu finally had a chance, but he could only see the backs of everyone at Hanjian Mountain Gate.

"...Fuck you!"

Dong Yunyu spat, covering her chest with a depressed look on her face: "You're so suffocating me..."

I feel so stuffy in my mouth that I can't spit it out.

This is simply a fatal thing for Dong Yunyu.

I really want to talk!

Approaching Fang Che, Dong Yunyu complained bitterly: "If I have such an opportunity in the future, let me show my full potential."

Fang Che: "..."

I can only say a few words to make them feel uncomfortable. If you say this, I'm afraid a fight will start and someone will die on the spot.

How dare I let you say that?

Finally, the last Futu Mountain Gate has been registered, and the registration of the World Waiwai Mountain Gate has been completed.

But there are still no registrations.

"Who else hasn't registered?"

Fang Che laughed and said, "Young Master Feng Yun, why don't you come down and register?"

Feng Yun laughed lightly and said, "Since Mr. Fang is here to register in person, it gives me Feng Yun face, so I will naturally register properly."

"Thank you, Young Master Feng Yun, for giving me face." Fang Che smiled: "I have to say that Young Master Yun is the first person I have seen who is so reasonable and orthodox."

Feng Yun's body appeared in mid-air and slowly fell down, with fluttering white clothes, tall figure and handsome face.

Although there were only two guards behind him, it gave the impression that he was arriving with thousands of horses and troops. At this moment, even the blue sky, sun and moon lost their light in front of him.

Feng Yun slowly descended, his clothes were flying and his black hair was undulating.

The stars are shining brightly in his eyes. Although he is floating in the sky, his body is naturally like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

"So, Mr. Fang has met quite a few people who believe in me?" Feng Yun asked with a smile as he descended.

"Yes. There are quite a lot of them sincerely. I think there are hundreds of them."

Fang Che sighed: "I have to say that each of them has a strong mark of Solipsism."

"What sign?" Feng Yun asked.

"After death, there is a gap in the heart."

Fang Che shook his head and sighed: "Hey, this is really easy to identify."

The smile on Feng Yun's face did not change, and he said with a smile in his voice: "If Mr. Fang can see my Feng Yun's body in the future, he will also find that I, like them, also have a missing part in my heart."

Fang Che laughed loudly: "If you have the opportunity, you must learn it."

Behind Feng Yun, Feng Yi looked at Fang Che with a solemn gaze, murderous intent surging in his heart.

This bastard actually wants to see the young master’s body?

You just want to die.

Feng Yun had already landed in front of the table, walked slowly over, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang can wait patiently, but I'm afraid it won't be easy."

Fang Che sighed: "Young Master Yun's words really speak to my heart. It is really difficult to see Young Master Yun's body."

Feng Yun showed a bright smile and said: "Mr. Fang is a talented person, the number one king in the world, like thunder. It is only a matter of time before my future achievements catch up with mine."

"I don't even know how to answer what Mr. Yun said."

Fang Che laughed.

Feng Yun walked up to Ye Meng and said with a smile: "Thank you, brother and sister, please register for me."

"Young Master Feng is too polite." Fang Che answered on his behalf. Ye Meng just pursed his lips and smiled.

"Feng Yun, Weiwo Orthodox Church, eighth floor, room 11."

"These are my two followers, this one is Feng Yi, and this one is Feng Er. They are in Room 10 and Room 12 respectively."

Feng Yun introduced it frankly: "Well, the living room in the middle and the small hall are also ours."

"Master Yun just brought two people here?"

Fang Che's heart tightened, but there was a smile on his face.

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To be continued...