In Fang Che's heart, Teacher Shen spent his life fighting for the people and the mainland, and now he died protecting his comrades for the sake of justice.

A worthy death!

You can't go crazy yourself.

That would disgrace Teacher Shen.

Zhao Shanhe issued an order at the Heroes' Sacrifice Hall, and the southeast headquarters was to arrange the people in the city on each continent, maintain order in the city, and remove the snow in the city.

On the other hand, we continue to dispatch forces to search and rescue the southeast!

"Fang Che!"

Zhao Shanhe said: "You stay and keep vigil for your divine teacher all night."

"I'll leave in a minute."

Fang Che put three sticks of incense in the incense burner.

He took a few steps back, bowed deeply to the ground, and said solemnly: "Teacher Shen... now that he has time, he can wait. But what he devoted his life to, the people he was still trying to save until his death, have

Can’t wait any longer.”

The mist in his eyes kept rising.

Gritting his teeth, a cruel and cold smile appeared on his face, and said: "Besides, I'm afraid that Mu Feng of the Fate Sect...he can't wait!"

The grief and anger in Fang Che's heart turned into a roar like the door of hell opening and thousands of ghosts coming out.

"I'm afraid he can't wait!!!"

The mountains of resentment and hatred revealed in Fang Che's voice made everyone who heard it, even if they were in the same camp, couldn't help but shudder.

"Deputy Chief An."

Fang Che looked at the spiritual position of old man Shen with his eyes in trance, and stretched out his hand to one side: "Give me Teacher Shen's sword."

He took the sword and inserted the space ring into his backhand.

Then burn incense, make offerings, sit at the door of the Heroic Spirits Shrine Hall, close your eyes, and remain still quietly.

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren came in to offer incense to the heroic spirits.

Then he sat next to Fang Che and wanted to talk to him.

But it feels like Fang Che now is like a piece of ice that refuses to melt.

Sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, paying no attention to anyone.

I couldn't even feel the temperature of my body or his breathing.

People came and went in the Heroic Spirits Sacrifice Hall, and defenders kept coming to worship, then turned around and walked out, heading back to the vast snowfield, the vast battlefield...

Feng Xiangdong sat with Xue Wanren for a while, and suddenly felt empty around him.

He turned around quickly and took a look.

However, he saw that Fang Che, who was by his side, had disappeared without knowing when.

…

"Tell Fang Che to avenge me!"

This is what Shen Zhixuan said to An Ruoxing, leaving it to himself.

Fang Che only felt that his heart had been burned, and his soul and consciousness were burning violently and exploding violently.

He galloped in the wind and snow.

The cold wind in front of him, the severe cold between heaven and earth, and the endless heavy snow could not extinguish the fire in his chest at all.

Not even a little bit weaker.

Instead, it's like ladles of oil constantly pouring on the fire!

Hai Wuliang! Mu Feng! Destiny Sect!

He didn't even return to Prince Fang's Mansion or the Inspection Hall. He just carried the murderous aura that was about to kill a hole in the sky, and came to the mountains and forests with the evil aura surging all the way.

He himself didn't even feel that amidst the boundless hatred and murderous aura, a certain bottleneck of the Hatred Heaven Sword was quietly breaking through and advancing quietly!

The Blood Smoker also seems to have received new nutrients and is quietly growing stronger.

The exercises of the Only Self Orthodox Sect, nourished by hatred and murderous aura that cannot be controlled by oneself, are indeed extremely effective.

After Fang Che felt the strange spiritual energy in his body, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.

Then he discovered that the Five Spirit Gu in his body was quietly growing stronger.

Sensing tremors of excitement.

However, he was immediately severely suppressed by Wuliang Sutra and continued to live and die happily...

He directly changed his appearance in the snow and turned into the appearance of a night devil.

Fang Che's whole body was shaken, and he activated his blood smoke hand.

Bloody mist suddenly rose around him.

I can no longer see my face.

Fang Che is in the air now. If someone encounters him, no one will think that he is a guardian!

The evil spirit is overwhelming.

Murderous aura roared in all directions.

Bloody smoke rises.

Full of weirdness and cruelty.

"Blood Smoke Hand, we have to think of a way to move forward."

With the Blood Smoke Hand behind him, Fang Che restrained his murderous aura and evil spirit, and headed directly across thousands of miles to the former site of the Night Demon Cult's headquarters.

It took three days from Fang Che's departure to his return.

For three days, everyone, including dragons, phoenixes, horses, cattle, sheep, and Mowu, was busy.

Venues are constantly being opened up.

The caves are being dug one by one.

According to Mo Wang: "This entire mountain is the main rudder! As long as it is properly arranged and continuously solidified with spiritual power, it will be indestructible."

"Any kind of venue can be opened up in the heart of the mountain."

"And we can reserve an escape tunnel that only our own people know."

"The number of people is not large, and the leader obviously doesn't want to build a palace."

"Besides, whether we transfer people from the Solipsistic Orthodox Church or recruit people from the local area, it is too far away, too inefficient, and there is a possibility of leaking secrets."

"It's better to do it all by yourself, it'll just be a little more tiring."

"When it takes shape, the leader will directly cover it with a protective formation, and then the divine power of the Centipede will naturally solidify, making it impregnable. It is much more reassuring than any palace construction!"

"Moreover, it is a big mountain, so it doesn't attract anyone's attention. It would be better if the entrances and exits for daily access should be set up in hidden places such as cliffs..."

Long Yikong put forward his opinion: "What if there are family members moving in in the future? How will we live surrounded by cliffs?"

"Why do the family members care so much?"

Mo Wang rolled his eyes: "If you fall to death, just fall to death. People who have no cultivation are not qualified to live in it! You still don't understand what the leader means?"

Everyone nodded silently.

"That's right. The leader is indeed a person who can do any cruel things."

"The key now is... what to do with our teaching base. The leader does not allow the massacre of civilians, so do we have to attack the guard hall to replenish blood?"

Ma Qianli raised this urgent issue.

"This is something the teacher should consider."

Mo Wu, who was constantly beating large tracts of rocks into stone powder, stopped, looked at everyone with his gray eyes, and said softly: "Perhaps you have only worked within the sect before, and have not experienced this kind of situation under one person from the subordinate sect.

It’s a good time, but I’m a few years older, and it’s the beginning of the sect and it needs manpower, so I would like to offer you a few words of mercy.”

Mo Wang's cold eyes flashed with coldness: "But from now on, I may not be able to say that."

"In the subordinate sect, since you choose to follow the leader of the Night Demon, then... ask less questions, make less suggestions, and act in accordance with the leader's wishes. Even if you don't understand or understand, you must do it."

"As for why...how can there be so many reasons?"

Mo Wu looked at the five people and said calmly: "Asking so many whys and asking so many what to do is because you were beaten too little!"

"Idiot! All five of you are!"

Mo Wu scolded him unceremoniously.

Just as Mo Wang said, he himself is not so kind, but the establishment of a sect requires manpower, and Mo Wang himself is the oldest and has the highest cultivation level. He also needs to establish his own status, so he would like to mention something today.

"This means that there are only a few of us down here. You have been around the world for so long and have worked so much with others. Who has ever given you some guidance? Aren't you all enlightened by yourself? You expect others to teach you the truth... Naive, we are in a situation where
To be continued...