Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Li Ying nodded slowly: "It seems that I will not be killed for the time being."

"That depends on your choice." Fakong said: "If you act with the people of Cantian Dao, you will be a martial arts master. If Shenwu Mansion really wants to kill you, no one can say anything. If you do not act with the masters of Cantian Dao, you will be the deputy director of the Green Clothes Department, and Shenwu Mansion cannot kill you."

"Does the emperor have the intention to kill me?" Li Ying said.

Fakong shook his head.

Li Ying half believed and half doubted: "He should know my identity, and can he still let me?"

Fakong said: "He wants to kill you, can you stop him?"

"... Difficult." Li Ying shook her head.

Without martial arts and power, if she resisted the emperor, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg, and she would destroy herself.

Fakong smiled.

Li Ying understood what he meant: it was not worth talking about it, it was a very clear fact.

If the emperor wanted to kill her, he could do it at any time, like taking something out of a bag, so she was not in a hurry.

This was her chance.

Before the emperor starts to kill, you must be strong enough, so that you can control your life and death in your own hands.

Her eyes sparkled.

Fakong said: "Don't rush for success."

His voice was leisurely, as if he said it casually.

Li Ying's mind suddenly became quiet, and the surging heart lake calmed down, and all the impetuousness, impatience and anger disappeared.

She nodded solemnly, grateful.

Fakong said: "You should stay out of this matter."

Li Ying's face changed slightly.

In this situation, if I avoid fighting, don't show up, and don't charge forward, I will definitely get a reputation of being timid.

There are too many people in the six ways waiting to see my jokes and catch my handles. My actions will definitely not escape their hype.

All my previous prestige and reputation will be destroyed.

And once the reputation is ruined, it may not be possible to restore it even if I spend ten times or a hundred times the effort.

Fakong said: "Under normal circumstances, this is indeed your chance. Take the opportunity to show your power and enhance your reputation and prestige."

Li Ying nodded.

This is indeed a rare opportunity.

Such opportunities are rare. I don't know how many such opportunities there are in my life. If I don't seize them, I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Fakong said: "But this time the Shenwu Palace is dispatched, it's not a joke. The Shenwu Palace will never show mercy. Both you Liudao and Tianhai Sword Sect will suffer a heavy blow. This is the time for the Shenwu Palace to re-establish its prestige."

Li Ying's face was solemn.

Fakong said: "No matter who it is, if they compete with Shenwu Mansion for the limelight, they are destined to be the concentrated target of Shenwu Mansion and will not be spared. At least nearly 50 grandmasters of your six sects will be abolished or killed this time."

Li Ying's face became even gloomier: "What about Tianhai Sword Sect?"

"There are more in Tianhai Sword Sect." Fakong said: "More than 80 grandmasters will be abolished or killed."

Li Ying poured him another glass of wine, staring at him with bright eyes: "Will the emperor be so cruel?"

The two sects together have lost more than 130 grandmasters, and the Daqian martial arts world has been seriously weakened.

At this moment when Dayun is eyeing them covetously, isn't it self-destructive to do so?

Fakong nodded: "This time Shenwu Mansion did take a ruthless action, which should be something no one expected, right?"

"No." Li Ying shook her head.

She only considered Tianhai Sword Sect, and when she thought of the emperor, she really didn't expect Shenwu Mansion to be dispatched.

As the power of the court to suppress the martial arts world, Shenwu Mansion rarely dispatched, and once it dispatched, people would inevitably die.

I thought the emperor would use the imperial edict or the pressure from the court to make the two factions stop, but I didn't expect the Shenwu Mansion to take action.

Fakong said: "The emperor's mind is unpredictable, and we can only infer from the results. Obviously, the emperor feels that he can no longer suppress both of you. The imperial edict is useless. Your actions have made the court lose face and the emperor lose face, causing the martial arts sects to be ready to move. The Shenwu Mansion can only show the power of thunder to suppress the martial arts world."

Li Ying's face was very ugly.

Fakong said: "What you can do now is to warn Cantian Dao and let them behave themselves. Even if they take action, they should shrink back and don't rush forward."

"It's useless." Li Ying shook her head.

The disciples of Cantian Dao are all brave and passionate. Once they take action, they will be reckless and forget their lives.

No matter how much I remind them, it's useless. Unless I rush to the front and set an example, I can restrain everyone.

"Then tell them not to go out." Fakong said, "Can you do that?"

"Then cut yourself off from the six sects." Li Ying shook her head.

Compared to being severely damaged by the Shenwu Palace, being excluded by the other five sects is more troublesome. Being excluded from the five sects will inevitably lead to decline.

Fakong smiled and said no more.

What should be said has been said. The rest can only be decided by her. He only provides suggestions and does not make decisions for her.

"Then I will go to Dayun." Li Ying said slowly: "Personally assassinate Prince Jing."

Fakong did not comment.

Li Ying was refreshed, knowing that Fakong agreed with her decision.

Going to assassinate Prince Jing would not only avenge Prince Duan, but also avoid the war between the six sects and the Tianhai Sword Sect, killing two birds with one stone.

"That's it." Li Ying said in a deep voice: "I will leave immediately."

Fakong appeared in Xuankong Temple in Dayun.

He was very curious, why did Prince Jing assassinate Prince Duan, was he trying to provoke a war between the two countries?

He had already secured the position of crown prince and, as long as he didn't commit suicide, he would have been able to succeed him as the next emperor, but he chose to do this.

He stood on the lotus pond of Xuankong Temple, his eyes slightly golden, passing through layers of obstacles and landing at Prince Jing's Mansion.

Outside Prince Jing's Mansion, carriages and sedan chairs lined up in a long line, and officials came to pay their respects one after another, waiting for Prince Jing's reception.

In front of the other Prince Lun's Mansion, it was cold and deserted, and no one approached.

The two palaces formed a sharp contrast.

Fakong's eyes fell back to Prince Jing's Mansion, fell on Prince Jing, and saw him meeting officials.

After a few glances, Fakong pondered secretly.

Prince Jing Hu Housheng's temperament is not similar to Emperor Hu Lieyuan, but rather similar to Chu Xiong.

Hu Lieyuan is as imposing as a lion, fierce and domineering, while Hu Housheng and Chu Xiong's temperament is like an eagle, deep and sharp.

Hu Housheng was in a friendly and gentle manner when talking to this middle-aged official, making people feel like spring breeze.

The middle-aged official was very cautious, treading on thin ice, and he had to think over every word before speaking.

When the middle-aged official left, Hu Housheng smiled and nodded. After the middle-aged official left, he carefully recorded everything in a file.

After a cup of tea, he began to receive another official, a young official, with a dignified appearance and a sharp look between his eyebrows.

The young official dared to speak and act, but Hu Housheng, contrary to his previous warmth like spring breeze, spoke bluntly and scolded him at every turn.

The young official smiled and felt that Hu Housheng treated him as his own, so he was so impolite.

So he spoke more vigorously, and said everything he saw and heard during his tenure without any cover-up, including the greed and countless tentacles of the aristocratic families.

His words showed his resentment and helplessness towards the aristocratic families, which caused Hu Housheng to scold him and let him put away his little thoughts.

The young official agreed solemnly, and then said some flattering words, expressing his admiration for Prince Jing.

Prince Jing accepted it calmly, waved his hand and drove him out, telling him to focus on the right things and think less about crooked ways.

When Fakong saw this, he had seen Prince Jing clearly through his clairvoyance and fate.

At the same time, he also figured out Prince Jing's intention to assassinate Prince Duan.