When Sun Wutian said this, he let out a long sigh.

It can be seen that his heart is also full of complexity.

"I'm very jealous. He does the same thing as me. Why can he be so comfortable? Not only is he fine, but his family is fine too. Is there any justice in this world? Why do people's experiences differ so much!

?”

"So I killed his whole family!"

"But after killing his whole family, I regretted it even more."

There was some pain in Sun Wutian's voice.

But in Fang Che's heart, he no longer had any sympathy for this old devil.

Just listened silently.

"Perhaps in the eyes of a die-hard devil like you, what I did was very satisfying... After all, I killed a powerful enemy!"

Sun Wutian chuckled: "That's why you couldn't help but say hello."

Fang Che lowered his head and said, "Disciple, I really feel good about it... Please forgive me, Patriarch."

Sun Wutian snorted angrily and wanted to hit someone again, but after thinking about it, he sighed: "That's it. That's what you should think."

Fang Che said: "But the teachings of the ancestor are reasonable, and such an opponent is indeed worthy of our respect. I wonder what this Jue Ming Fei Dao said after losing the battle with the ancestor?"

This sentence, which Fang Che said in agitated mood, was actually something he shouldn't have asked.

But Sun Wutian's mood was equally agitated. He looked into the distance with a flash of light in his eyes, as if he had returned to the battle that year. After a long time, he said softly: "From the beginning to the end, I didn't say anything."

"Even if my head was cut off, my eyes would be closed quietly, and my face would be peaceful and sarcastic."

"He didn't even want to say a word to me!!"

Sun Wutian roared angrily, feeling that his heart was filled with resentment, and said angrily: "He looks down on me! He doesn't even bother to say a word to me! All he needs to say is: after I die, please let my family go! I

Absolutely! But that bastard didn’t even say a word!"

"So in my rage, I killed even his entire village and dozens of nearby villages!"

Sun Wutian was furious, but as he spoke, his furious mood gradually decreased, and the last words were like sighing.

Fang Che lowered his head.

I just feel like a volcano is erupting in my heart.

Look down on you?

He looks down on you, so rightly. What qualifications do you have to be looked down upon by such a hero?

Sun Wutian's mood dropped visibly, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Fang Che didn't speak anymore.

Because he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, the emotion in his voice would be exposed. He was trying his best to suppress it with the immeasurable scriptures!

The immeasurable scriptures roared like lava, and the five spirit gu in the body trembled.

After a long time.

Sun Wucai finally spoke: "This time, I will act as your substitute."

He looked at Fang Che's face like a will-o'-the-wisp, and said seriously: "But this time, you have to promise me something."

Fang Che said: "No matter what the ancestor says, the disciple will agree!"

Sun Wutian said calmly: "Although I am your substitute, but... from now on, my reputation will be in the name of Jue Ming Fei Dao."

Fang Che suddenly raised his head.

The eyes glowed.

I saw Sun Wutian looking sadly into the distance, his white hair rustling, his eyes cloudy, and he said in a sleepy voice: "He... can never kill enemies for the Guardian again, but let him bring peace to this world..."

"Then, what should the disciple do?" Fang Che was shocked and lowered his head and asked.

"No, just wait until the guardian asks you again, just say that when I was pretending to be you, I used flying knives when I encountered strong enemies."

"In this way, the reason that can explain why he has not appeared for so many years is the damage to his origin that you reported; and it can make him famous all over the world again. The person you saved in the Forest of All Souls...the excuse is

It’s complete.”

"It can also make the name of Jue Ming Fei Dao come out of the world again!"

"Understood?"

Sun Wutian sighed softly.

There was a flash in his hand.

Dense numbers of flying knives appeared in his palm.

The sword shines brightly.

The cold light jumps.

Fang Che looked at the flying knife and said softly: "Why did the Patriarch do this?"

"..."

Sun Wutian was unwilling to answer this sentence, but he still reluctantly answered: "For his contempt..."

Fang Che felt crazy in his heart.

For his contempt!

This sentence proves that Sun Wutian actually knows everything in his heart!

Fang Che just wanted to shout loudly: You clearly know everything, but why did you do that!?

Sun Wutian looked at the flying knife in his hand in ecstasy, and said calmly: "This is the flying knife of death. This is the flying knife that that person used back then. They are all made of star iron, and there are nine hundred of them in total."

Fang Che looked carefully, observing these flying knives that had been drunk with demon blood, these relics of heroes, and tried hard to restrain the respect that almost burst out in his eyes.

The flying knife is small and sparkles with a cold light.

It seems to be telling his master's previous achievements, his previous glory, and his lifetime regrets.

Sun Wutian said softly: "...Furthermore, since you reported that you cured this person's original injury, and you are willing to help you in this way, it is impossible for him not to teach you this fatal flying knife technique."

"So, I will teach you the flying knife technique in a moment."

"It will take me two days to get to Tiandu."

"In the past two days, you have been practicing flying knife skills in my domain!"

Fang Che looked at these flying knives eagerly. These were the flying knives of heroes. How could they remain in the hands of the devil for so long?

He whispered tentatively: "But the disciple does not have a flying knife in his hand. Can you... give me these?"

Sun Wutian did not look back, he just looked at the flying knife in his hand and said coldly: "Of course I will give it to you!"

"I will give you six hundred first. When you are fully trained, I will give them all to you and I will not keep any."

His voice was cold.

But there was something he didn't say, because he felt that such words would be useless to people who believe in solipsism.

That is: every time I see these flying knives, my heart feels like it is being pierced by these flying knives, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

But he was reluctant to throw it away.

Now that I have finally found a successor for the flying knives, of course I have to throw them all out as soon as possible!

Don’t leave any behind!

Sun Wutian threw a bunch of them over with a clatter and said coldly: "In two days, the Death Flying Knife will at least be introduced."

Fang Che caught the flying knife.

I felt a kind of coldness in my palms.

He exerted force unconsciously and felt the breath of the flying knife, vaguely, as if he felt the indifference and heroism of the fatal flying knife.

Finally got a big part back!

Senior, your flying knife has finally returned to the guardian's hands again. Does your spirit in heaven know? Is it gratifying?

The flying knife was speechless, silent in his hand.

Just like the senior who just wanted to live indifferently, like an ordinary person, he worked hard in the mountains and forests, unknown to anyone, and kept the glory of the mountains deep in his heart, and fell into silence.

But they are like soldiers lined up in order, ready to go to war at any time and drink the devil's blood again!

Although I am indifferent, in times of crisis in the mainland, I still have to fight bravely!

Live up to what you have learned in this life!

Fang Che calmed down and said softly: "This disciple has also practiced flying knives for a period of time before. With the foundation, it shouldn't be difficult."

He had used flying knives in friendly battles with the younger generation. Although Sun Wutian didn't know it now, Fang Che also needed to patch this up.

"That's good."
To be continued...