Fang Che estimated that after drinking this glass of wine, everything should be over.

Sure enough, Yan Beihan's expression softened.

Fang Che took the opportunity to pick up the wine glass and said with a smile: "Master Yan, Master Bi, this subordinate will not say anything. All in all, I took advantage of it. I also know that there are many checkpoints waiting for me to pass.

I'll get through it, but--if I can still step back at this point, I, Fang Che, would be so unmanly."

He solemnly said: "I would like to toast you two adults. Please take good care of me for the rest of my life."

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan picked up their wine glasses at the same time.

Yan Beihan smiled and said: "At this time, there is no need to call Master Yan and Master Bi, right? In my own family, you are making trouble. My grandfather calls me Xiaohan, and Yunyan's nickname is Yunyan. Yan'er is like it, you

Call whatever you want."

Fang Che coughed and said: "No, no - no need. Master Yan will be Master Yan for life, and Master Bi will be Master Bi for life. I like to call him that. Subordinates must also call themselves themselves. Ahem, no matter what time

.”

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan suddenly turned red with embarrassment when they thought about it.

At the same time, he cursed: "Real gangster bastard!"

But he didn't explain exactly what kind of rogue and bastard he was, and his eyes were filled with embarrassment and confusion.

The three of them raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

Yanbei was so shy that he almost spilled his wine...

It took Yan Beihan a while to suppress his shyness, and he said calmly while eating the food: "Yunyan, after we go out, you and I need to remind each other that no matter when we mention or face the Night Demon,

Don’t show any signs of losing your composure when doing this!”

"I understand."

Bi Yunyan said obediently: "If my secret is exposed, you will pinch me. Just like a vicious doctor pinches her poor concubine..."

"Sooner or later I will strangle you to death!"

Yan Beihan glared at her: "I don't want to pinch you, just remember not to reveal anything!"

"OK."

Bi Yunyan nodded.

Then he naturally used his own chopsticks to take a bite of food to Fang Che and said, "This is delicious."

Yan Beihan felt depressed for a while and glared at Bi Yunyan. "What is the state of your cultivation now?" Yan Beihan asked Bi Yunyan.

"The third level of the Holy King, the pinnacle!"

Bi Yunyan was very proud.

Because of this treasure hunt, she discovered that almost most people were not as good as herself.

Yan Beihan snorted and said, "Where are you, Mr. Fang?"

"Cough cough cough——·

Fang Che lowered his eyebrows and replied carefully, "Emperor level, third level, cough, middle level."

"Haaaah——.

Yan Beihan said calmly: "I have reached the peak of the ninth rank of Saint King."

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Fang Che and Bi Yunyan lowered their heads at the same time.

"Fang always makes up for the basics, which is understandable. But Yunyan, you are a bit slow, right?"

Yan Beihan said: "Starting tomorrow, practice with me every day."

"".——Okay." Bi Yunyan agreed humbly.

"Mr. Fang!"

Yan Beihan frowned.

"My subordinate is here."

Fang Che sat up straight.

"Hmph - my subordinate, have you ever seen a person at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy King with an emperor-level subordinate?"

Yan Beihan said with disdain: "You know your cultivation level yourself. So - next, you must work harder! How can you be the head of the family if you are so weak? Yun Yan and I still count on your protection

Woolen cloth."

"You must work harder!"

Fang Che also felt deeply that his face was dull.

"Well, no matter what your cultivation level, you can't let it fall," Yan Beihan glanced at him and said, "A true man, don't think about women every day.

"".—." Fang Che was sweating profusely.

".." Bi Yunyan had a black line on her head.

"I've been thinking about a few things in the past few days. It just so happens that today we're drinking and chatting, and you can help me think about it too."

Yan Beihan said solemnly: "When we come in, we are fully prepared now, which is nine years and three months. But I have already reached the peak of the Holy King."

"The next minimum is ninety years."

"The first question is, what level of cultivation can we achieve in these ninety years? What is the highest level of cultivation among them?"

Yan Beihan said: "Second question, three months outside is one hundred years here. And one hundred years is basically the normal age for normal people to be free from illness and disaster. In other words, if an ordinary person comes

Here, a reincarnation from life to death can basically be completed. Does this number indicate anything?"

"The third question is, is the Yin and Yang world connected with this place? There are also laws of space in the Yin and Yang world. Time is shorter than here, and the world is smaller than here; is it part of here?"

"The fourth question is, this is obviously a trial venue created by the gods. So, what does the gods want to do by creating this venue? What is the ultimate goal?"

"The fifth question, God, which god is it? We all know that it was originally called Sanfang Tiandi, but now it is called Lingming Trial Field. Why not use the name of Sanfang Tiandi? The forces from the five directions came in, that is to say, from the three gods

The territory became owned by five gods?"

'Then our Centipede God counts as one. Since the guardian can come in, the Flying Bear God also counts as one, the Weasel God from the Shen Weasel Cult counts as one, and the Snake God from the Spirit Snake Cult counts as one. And————Mr. Fang

.”

Yan Beihan stared at Fang Che's face like an arrow: "Is that Zhao Ying'er also your woman?"

"Not really."

Fang Che said frankly: "You also know how cautious I am. Zhao Ying'er's beauty is indeed rare in the world. As a man, I am not unmoved, but... I dare not."

"Hahaha——."

Yan Beihan said angrily: "Then I have to praise you. You are still a gentleman, right?"

Fang Che had no choice but to lower his head again.

Be obedient and be scolded.

Bi Yunyan tried her best to hide her face, but almost laughed out loud.

"This time, I'm not talking about you, that Zhao Ying'er—" I suspect she came in alone. And she herself represents a god!"

Yan Beihan said solemnly: "You can't take this matter lightly! You have to go back to the Guardian after all. And Zhao Ying'er doesn't know that your boss, Mr. Fang, has also been in Sanfang Tiandi, so————

I will definitely come to you again."

"I understand."

Fang Che nodded seriously.

Needless to say, Yan Beihan had already sounded the alarm in his heart.

When he heard Yan Beihan shouting that Zhao Ying'er had come in even though he was not on the list of guardians, Fang Che's heart almost stopped beating with fear.

Fortunately, I was cautious, and fortunately I was not the kind of lustful ghost who didn't choose what to eat, so I didn't move.

otherwise-·

It really may not happen.

"So what kind of god is the fifth god?"

"One more question."

Yan Beihan said: "Mr. Fang's repair of the foundation has made me realize something. In other words, from the perspective of this world of divine power and the rules of the gods, our foundation is actually not qualified."

‘Then by extension, since the foundation is unqualified, is what we outside the world call the peak really the peak? Is it qualified and formal?”

Yan Beihan said: "My cultivation progress is definitely not the fastest. People like Feng Yun and Xue Changqing are progressing faster than me. And it's only been nine years. Another ninety years - then cultivation

How far will it go for the one who makes the most progress?”

"Based on this speed and the density of spiritual energy, it shouldn't take more than ninety years to reach the peak of the ninth level of Saint Lord, right?"

Yan Beihan asked: "What's the next step?"
To be continued...