Chapter 122 Sharp momentum, star momentum!

"Whether it's early or not, it has nothing to do with you. Is it for you to use?"

Gao Qingyu rolled his eyes at Huang Yifan and grabbed his attention mercilessly.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. You should just think about how to coax your wife."

Huang Yifan snorted, turned around and walked away through the window.

The old man snorted and cursed angrily: "What kind of quality does this Huang Yifan have!"

Gao Qingyu smiled, turned around and left.

He was really anxious to go home and coax his wife. Being treated like this by Huang Yifan and Li Changkong, Gao Qingyu felt uneasy now. He knew his wife's temper. After suffering such great grievances, he was afraid that he would be caught in the middle of this period.

Even a person with a tail may not be able to coax him over.

What a crime.

Fang Che calculated the points and asked, "Chief, have you found the Yixin Cult's points?"

Gao Qingyu, who had already reached the door, immediately turned around: "Do you know where the branch address of Yixin Sect is?"

"Are there any credits?"

"have!"

"Under the courtyard of No. 35 Xiangyang Old Mansion." Fang Che said, "I overheard it yesterday."

Gao Qingyu looked at him deeply.

"Gather the men and let's go!"

Attacks and killings at night, violent storms and rain.

At dawn, Fang Che received another 420 merit points.

His total merit points are now 4,900 points.

It’s 4,500 points that can be used!

Get rich!

Then Gao Qingyu left in a hurry like his butt was on fire. Wife, please listen to my explanation...

Fang Che didn't go back either, so he rested for a while at Old Man Shen's place, then went out to attend class, and then entered the spiritual energy gravity training room to work hard to improve his cultivation!

…

The other side.

Dongfang Sansan received the news.

He just replied with a few words: "I understand."

After thinking about it for a while.

Replied again and issued instructions: "Remind Yueying to be more vigilant; this Fang Che is a person who has been painstakingly promoted by the Yixin Cult, and his intentions are extremely dangerous; he must not be exposed, and he must not be underestimated. Don't be deceived.

Her position is of vital importance and there must be no questions asked."

After sending it out, Dongfang Sansan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

He frowned in thought.

After a long time, he sighed softly: "Still too young."

"What can be done to push this matter further?"

"The method of doing things is rough, and it's okay to teach the lower levels with one heart. But if we upgrade to a higher level, wouldn't it be too dangerous? There are too many loopholes?"

"You have to find a way to fill in the gaps and give a reminder. If things go on like this, it will be too simplistic. If you are caught, there is really no hope."

He drank tea and thought deeply.

His eyes were focused on the blank space in front of him, his eyes were dull, and he was mumbling words.

"...The conditions that can be used... When it comes to the hall master... If we break through to the king level... Baiyun Martial Arts Institute is established here? How to increase trust over there?... There must be talents in the middle... If the chief instructor also has it

Having a backer is the best thing..."

"...The Yin Shen Palace is not enough. It is okay now, but it will definitely not be enough in the future. Its status is too low...In the future, if this step can be achieved...how should we take that step...only I, the head of the Orthodox Church, and several deputy leaders

Contradictory point..."

"That's right! Several deputy leaders are conflicted!"

Dongfang Sansan put down the tea cup with a clang and began to rummage.

"...This is the top priority, and it can be used to make ends meet in the future...but now we are not sure whether we can get to that point..."

"...But these need to be reviewed, and they can be used at any time...Yes, this Bei Mingxin, this...Yes, it seems that the internal strife in the Yixin Sect may not break out soon...This seventh deputy chief leader has

How much spare energy is there?”

If patterns could be formed in Dongfang Sansan's mind, even gods would not be able to understand them.

More than hundreds and thousands of messages were constantly jumping and crossing in his mind.

They are constantly regrouping and separating, or three or two collide, or a dozen collide and separate.

And his expression became more and more serious.

"...It's not possible now, it's far from possible...Fang Che is too far behind...that sunset..."

"...How the lineup of guardians here can coordinate appropriately at every stage...The power of the dynasty cannot be ignored. The national destiny and public opinion are always the root; guarding the main hall...Do the people over there need to withdraw?..."

"...Will Huang Yifan leak the secret...The Hundred Battle Sword is also suitable...Will the leader of the Weiwo Orthodox Church show up...Where is he?"

"...Who is playing against me in this game of chess?"

Dongfang Sansan was talking and calculating.

Qing Kui's face was full of solemnity.

Xue Fuxiao stood outside at the door.

He came to Dongfang Sansan to have something to do, and to relieve some of Dongfang Sansan's fatigue. But when he came to the door, he felt that his spiritual thoughts were everywhere, almost as exciting as a million-strong army in a decisive battle.

Sighing softly, he turned around and stood, silently protecting the law.

So tired!

San San has been thinking like this for who knows how many years. He is really too tired.

…

Fang Che came out of the spiritual energy gravity training room, glowing with radiance.

The fourth level of Xiantian Grand Master!

Finally broke through.

The fifth level is a hurdle.

Fang Che needs to accumulate and consolidate.

So he took advantage of this time to come to see Old Man Shen again.

"Hello, Teacher Shen."

The old man looked at the wine in Fang Che's hand and couldn't help laughing: "I thought you went to choose that day. I didn't expect you, a little monkey, to be so calm."

Fang Che chuckled: "You have to think about what you need first when you go back. Aren't you eager to come and ask the teacher for advice today?"

The old man snorted: "You want me to help you choose between two jars of wine? Are you just bribing the cadres like this?"

"This is to honor you, not as a reward for asking for your help."

Fang Che said with a salivating smile.

Upon hearing this, the old man frowned and said, "Then, where is my reward?"

"No!"

Fang Che spread his hands and then said with a smile: "If I really get paid, I guess I will never be able to enter your door again from now on."

The old man couldn't help but laughed happily: "You kid, you have your appetite for me! Hahaha..."

Fang Che's words really spoke to his heart.

Although I am useless, who am I?

Do I really covet your two jars of wine? How many taels of silver in reward?!

Asking the old man for help was something Fang Che had planned for a long time.

There is no other person in the entire martial arts academy who knows the classics room better than this old man.

There are few people who understand the characteristics of all high-level martial arts better than him.

Although he was disabled, it was precisely because he was disabled and could not go out that he put all his energy on this.

If we say that this old man is the most knowledgeable person in Baiyun Martial Academy, he may not be considered as such.
To be continued...