"This is the power of being in the cloud. You have to deeply understand the word cloud."

Xue Fuxiao said solemnly: "My body is in the clouds, and my heart is in the clouds. If you don't see the weapons catalog in the clouds, it's hard to understand the feeling of looking at the masters of the same level who are not in the clouds with the eyes of the immortals in the clouds, as if they are ants underground."

"Understood."

Fang Che had truly solved the biggest mystery in his heart. Because in his heart, he had never understood why the cloud weapon spectrum was so deified.

I don’t feel anything. It’s just a false reputation. Why don’t you want it? Do you have to compete for the rankings and die? Isn’t this stupid?

It’s easy to control the mental impulse of ‘to rush or not to rush’, right?

How could it shock the world for thousands of years?

Now I finally understand.

"There are other benefits here, but you need to experience them yourself. It's hard to describe them." Xue Fuxiao smiled: "The reason why I tell you so much is because you will definitely be in the clouds in the future.

Master of weapons! If you want to advance quickly in martial arts, you must reach the top!"

"So let me tell you in advance, you have to remember that even if you have the combat power of one thousand before entering the cloud, don't rush. At the very least, you have to accumulate yourself until both parties think the rules allow it."

"Otherwise, you will inevitably perish in the challenge like those geniuses before you."

Xue Fuxiao took a heavy breath, looked into Fang Che's eyes, and said word by word: "Don't think that you are a treasure now with the Guardians, and you are also a treasure with the Only Self Orthodox Church, and you will not be able to challenge it.

People dare to kill you. If you have such thoughts, you might as well just find a place and commit suicide."

This is the most important thing Xue Fuxiao said to Fang Che this time.

This is also the most important sentence that Dongfang Sansan strictly warned to bring!

Be confident!

No!

"I understand!"

Fang Che was really excited. These words broke some of the illusions in his heart.

But thinking that he was still far away from the cloud weapon catalog, Fang Che also calmed down.

It seems that we still need to improve our combat capabilities!

One day, I am going to see how wonderful the scenery above the clouds is!

After Xue Fuxiao said this long speech, the purpose of coming this time was completely achieved.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and cursed: "Explaining this kind of thing is really tiring, you bastard, do you have anything else to do?"

"Yes! There are really other things that I need Master Xue's help with."

How could Fang Che be fine? It was rare to have free labor in front of him. How could this be done without a moment's notice?

So he took out a space ring again: "Master Xue, this ring was snatched from the Wang family of the Only One Orthodox Church. It is a bloodline ring. I can't open it."

Although he once took out this ring to show off in front of Feng Dao in the secret realm, it actually couldn't be opened.

But just the space ring itself has already shaken the wind knife to pieces, so there is no need to open it.

Moreover, the space inside the ring was huge. If it were opened, Fang Che would not be able to put anything in it at that time.

"Only I teach the Wang family's bloodline ring?"

Xue Fuxiao was immediately amazed: "You kid even snatched this? Let me see."

He grabbed it in his hand, looked it up and down, then wrapped it around it with his spiritual thoughts, and said calmly: "This ancestor of the Wang family has such a little cultivation, but he actually has the nerve to make a bloodline ring. Look at me wiping it off!"

A light golden and blood-pink light suddenly appeared on his hand.

Grab the ring.

There was a flash of light.

Then run a finger over the ring ring with the pad of your finger.

Touched around.

As the fingers smeared over it, a faint streak of blood slowly rose up. Xue Fuxiao grabbed it in his hand, squeezed it hard, and with a soft pop sound, it turned into air and disappeared.

After completing a circle, Xue Fuxiao tossed the ring in his hand and checked the memory space. He was shocked: "So big!?"

"Thank you, Master Xue." Fang Che quickly grabbed it.

I'm afraid that Xue Fuxiao will become interested in wealth.

This action stunned Xue Fuxiao, and she twisted her face and glared at Fang Che: "...Do you think I will cheat you with this ring?"

"I don't dare to think so in my humble position. Moreover, Lord Xue is a master in the clouds, and he will definitely look down on such small rings."

Fang Che quickly apologized and smiled.

"I like it!"

Xue Fuxiao stared.

"But this is mine..."

Fang Che said: "Bizhi thought that Master Xue, with his senior demeanor and No. 1 in the clouds, could help Bizhi fill up this ring..."

"Hehehe... fill it up..."

Xue Fuxiao sneered.

Then he grabbed Fang Che by the collar and threw him out.

"I'm going to fill it up for you...I'm not even satisfied with my own...you little bastard, you can only get in but not out, a villain's heart can judge a gentleman's belly! Why the hell is this space so big...don't give it to me

…”

call out!

Xue helped Xiao go away.

Until after walking thousands of miles, Xue Fuxiao was driving at high speed, and she vaguely felt: I seem to have forgotten something?

But when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't remember it. I shook my head and continued flying towards the headquarters.

The corpse of the Divine Weasel Cult must be sent back to San San as soon as possible.

Fang Che was thrown out and happened to sit under the tree where he had just been sitting. He rolled up and murmured: "Who are these people!"

I remembered what Xue Fuxiao said about the weapons catalog in the cloud, and then thought about my father. It seemed that his father was not in the weapons catalog in the cloud either.

But my dad blows the clouds and mountains into a cloud of fog and dust every day...

What is the combat power?

So he took out the communication jade and sent a message to Fang Yunzheng: "Dad, I was beaten!"

Fang Yunzheng was furious: "Who? Who dares to beat my son?"

"Xue Fuxiao."

Fang Che complained: "Just like you beat me, he beat me nine times! After the swelling went away, he beat me again, nine times!"

Fang Yunzheng was furious: "Why should he, the ancestor of a shit king, beat my son!"

"That's right!" Fang Che said, "Why did he hit me? Father, help me fight him back."

Fang Yunzheng was silent for a moment and said: "Wait a little longer, I still can't beat you now..."

Fang Che: "..."

Fang Yunzheng hurriedly changed his words: "The time is not right now. I will be exposed if I take action. When you can be upright, I will hit him."

Fang Che: "Haha... My son has resigned. Sure enough, you have to rely on yourself for everything. Hey, as the old saying goes, it is better to rely on yourself than rely on your ancestors and parents."

"My son was beaten, but the father can still say that I can't beat him..."

"Oh……"

Fang Che cuts off communication.

Fang Yunzheng was so angry that smoke was coming out all over his body.

What a shame!

He yelled and immediately sent a message to Dongfang Sansan: "Is Xue Fuxiao sick? Why does he beat my son?"

Dongfang Sansan asked in confusion: "Where do you start talking about this?"

"Archer told me just now..."

Fang Yunzheng said angrily: "Why did he beat my son?"

"That's right, why did he hit your son!? Why did Xue Fuxiao hit Archer!?"

Dongfang Sansan also seemed to be very angry and said: "It's really infuriating. Was the child beaten seriously? It doesn't matter, right?"

"It's serious but not serious... I haven't been beaten to death yet."

Fang Yunzheng said angrily: "He beat my son without telling me the problem? Who does he look down on?"

"I guess he just looks down on you."
To be continued...