Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Li Zhengyuan said with emotion: "If it hadn't been for the master's rescue, Li's family would have been ruined. How could he stand here and talk to the master?"

"It's just a little effort. It's also the fate of Miss Li and Mrs. Li." Fakong said with a smile.

Li Zhengyuan shook his head and sighed: "Master's little effort has changed Li's life. His fate is really..."

Fakong nodded slowly.

Fate is terrible and terrible. In front of fate, people are like ants.

Li Zhengyuan tithes: "Master, I won't disturb you anymore and I'll take my leave first."

"Master Li, please." Fakongheshi said.

The two walked out of his yard and watched them walk out of the temple gate. Fa Kong stood by the life-release pool and watched them off quietly.

After they left, Fakong walked to the lotus pond with his hands behind his back, thinking slowly.

This matter is really a secret.

At least Ning Zhenzhen and Li Ying should not have received the news.

If the Southern Supervision Department is really established, the entire martial arts world will become a place of transparency and will no longer be the original chaos and complexity.

Now the world as a whole is at peace, and all the heroes in the martial arts world are staying in their own right to avoid being hunted by the green undercover.

But there are many sects in the world, and I am afraid that the imperial court does not even know how many sects there are.

There is no way to count how many people and masters there are in each case.

Once the Southern Supervision Department is established, these will become history.

All martial arts sects will be registered and all personnel will be recorded.

The court's call cannot be disobeyed.

If anyone in the martial arts community breaks the rules, it will be twice the result with half the effort and dozens of times easier to track them down.

This move is to drain the lake and drain the fire, completely cutting off other avenues of the sect, and they can only listen to the imperial court.

And these sects are often unruly and unruly, how can they be willing to do this?

Once the Southern Supervision Department is established, it will be a bloody storm, and no one knows how many people will be killed.

I hope these people can see the general trend and stop trying to block the situation.

There are no stars or moon tonight.

The sky was pitch black, and the world seemed to be completely enveloped and swallowed up by darkness, as if it was quieter than usual.

Ning Zhenzhen's small courtyard is brightly lit.

Fakong sat with her in a small pavilion in the courtyard, eating supper, drinking wine, and chatting.

"Do you really want to reestablish the Southern Supervisory Department?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned: "The Kunshan Holy Sect has not yet been subdued, so how come this proposal is suddenly brought up again?"

Fakong frowned and shook his head, took a sip of wine and praised: "Good wine."

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "It's Mingyue Yingyu Brewing that I asked for from Mingyue Medicine House. This is tribute wine."

"The bright moon reflects the jade wine..." Fakong nodded: "The quality of the wine is clear and refreshing, which is indeed consistent with the name."

"Senior brother, what do you think is going on?"

Fakong shook his head: "It is said that it is to free the Shenwu Palace and allow the Shenwu Palace to enter the battlefield. Once the Shenwu Palace masters go to the battlefield, they will be like the sharpest spears."

"It's not that wonderful," Ning Zhenzhen frowned: "Battlefield skills are not the same as martial arts."

Even though there are so many masters in the Shenwu Palace, it is easy to deal with the various sects in the martial arts world, but the battlefield is different from the fighting in the martial arts world.

Their martial arts may not be effective on the battlefield, and may even lead to death.

Fakong said: "This matter needs to be kept secret. Just let me know and don't spread it out... This news must be correct. Our position is too low, so we can't see the overall situation, so there is no need to make random guesses." Now, if you are not in your position, you will not seek to govern. Think about how to deal with the Southern Supervisory Department... Once it is established, there will be chaos. The Shenwu Palace will take action, and I am afraid that our three major sects will also take action. "

"Yeah..." Ning Zhenzhen seemed to have scenes of fighting before his eyes, and his heart kept sinking.

I don’t know how many people will die.

There will definitely be a bloody storm.

"Once the war between Daqian and the other two dynasties begins, you green-clad foreign ministers will be in danger." Fakong said slowly.

"Looking now, there are no signs of war."

"Let's prepare early." Fakong said.

The two looked at each other and shook their heads.

Still not well informed enough.

Both of them like to think about things, analyze the surrounding situations, and then deduce various things.

But there just isn't enough news to support it.

Ziyang Pavilion has also been unable to capture its leader and cannot use it for its own use.

"Senior brother, I have been wondering why the emperor is indifferent to the main altar of the Kunshan Holy Sect."

"The Emperor must have other plans." Fakong nodded.

He had already figured this out.

He didn't believe that after he provided the position of the general altar, the emperor would really be indifferent. He would rather believe it and find someone to investigate. It was just a matter of words.

If the prediction is correct, the emperor may have already grasped the location of the Kunshan Holy Cult General Altar and has kept it secret.

Why?

He estimated that the emperor was playing a big game of chess.

It may be that other methods are used to destroy the Kunshan Holy Cult, rather than a forceful attack.

If I act rashly, I will break his wishful thinking, which is equivalent to causing trouble for him.

Although he cannot mobilize too many first-level masters to attack the Kunshan Holy Cult General Altar, he can use his strength to fight.

The Six Paths of Demon Sect is an excellent force to borrow.

If Li Ying is told where the Kunshan Holy Cult General Altar is, the Six Paths of the Demon Sect will definitely not let him go. Their six paths combined may not have more than sixty great masters.

But after thinking about it for a while, he decided not to tell Li Ying yet.

"I really want to know what the emperor will do." She shook her head gently: "It's impossible for him to do it himself, right?"

Fakong laughed: "It's not necessarily impossible."

The emperor is the number one expert in Daqian. If he attacks him forcefully, he may not be able to kill the leader of Kunshan Holy Cult.

But the biggest mystery now is whether the leader is alive or dead.

Through the memories of Gong Qunying, Master Murong and others, Fakong knew that the leader of Kunshan Holy Cult had been practicing hard in seclusion and had not left seclusion for more than ten years.

After more than ten years of seclusion, no one knew how far he had cultivated, but no one suspected that he was dead.

They all firmly believe that the teaching master has deepened his cultivation.

"It's impossible." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and said, "The emperor almost doesn't take action now, and besides, it's impossible for him to take this risk."

Fakong's eyes suddenly became dark, shining faintly on Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him calmly.

Fa Kong withdrew his profound gaze after a moment, and said with a smile: "Kunshan Holy Cult will be destroyed in one month."

Ning Zhenzhen was startled.

Fakong said: "The disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult killed each other and eventually died together. They were completely destroyed."

"Killing each other?" Ning Zhenzhen was dubious.

Fakong sighed and said: "There must be the emperor's method involved. It is really not easy for them to kill each other, but once they put their lives together and use the Jade Blood Transformation Technique, it will indeed be very tragic and destroy the whole altar. Not even everyone."

"This is..." Ning Zhenzhen always found it unbelievable.

How crazy and powerful the Kunshan Holy Cult was, but they died of cannibalism and were destroyed just like that?

Those masters who lost their lives in pursuit of the disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult, and the priests of the Forbidden Palace who worked hard to track down the traitors of the Kunshan Holy Cult, they were so unjust.

Fakong said: "It's really unbelievable. If I didn't interfere, or if you, junior sister, didn't interfere, this would be the result."

"I didn't expect..." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head.

Fakong said: "It seems that the emperor used a method that we don't know about to make them kill each other and eliminate them. They don't have to fight and lose their men anymore. It's really good."

"...Same." Ning Zhenzhen nodded reluctantly.

She still felt wronged.

Although this is indeed better, she still prefers to destroy the Kunshan Holy Cult with her own hands instead of letting them kill each other.

Fakong drank it all in one gulp: "Then let's wait for the news."

"good."

Fakong returned to his small courtyard.

The entire outer courtyard of Vajra Temple is brightly lit.

In the open space beside the release pond, Xu Qingluo and three people were fighting in a ball.

Fakong glanced at it with his heart's eye and smiled.

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yang used Little Arhat Fist, while Zhou Yu used Taiyin Divine Palm.

The three of them only have their own form, but not their spirit.

The Little Arhat Fist is used for foundation building, and it can also be used for fighting. It is very powerful. The same goes for the Taiyin Divine Palm. It not only assists in practicing the Taiyin Small Form Refining, but its lethality is even more amazing.

But now their cultivation is still weak, and they only win with skills. The fight is very lively, but their power is limited.

However, sparring is an excellent way to practice, and the effect is much better than practicing alone. He encourages the use of this method to promote learning by applying what is learned.

Fanning watched the battle from the side and gave some advice from time to time.

Lin Feiyang is not in the temple. He has gone somewhere. He may have gone to Miaochun Tower. He is not a monk and does not have to abide by the rules, so he occasionally looks for women.

Fa Kong sat at the stone table, retracted his mind, began to recall what Li Zhengyuan said, and finally shook his head.

There was no war for three months.

But after three months, that’s no longer certain.

I hope not.

I would rather be a peace dog than a random person.

Once a war breaks out, it will spin like a whirlpool, pulling everyone in and quickly spiraling out of control.

It’s really hard to say what the world will be like by then.

Early the next morning, when he had just gotten up and was lazily boxing in the yard, Chu Ling arrived.

Fakong's fists continued to move, and he asked casually: "Your Highness, why are you here so early?"

"It's nothing." Chu Ling shook his head: "I just came over to see what you did in the morning, master."

Fakong smiled and stopped talking.

Chu Ling looked at it for a while and couldn't help but said: "I heard some news and I don't know if I should tell you, Master."

"That goes without saying." Fakong said.

He would rather do less than do more, and when it comes to royal matters, nothing is a good thing.

It's best to give it a wide berth.

Chu Ling said: "I think you should let Master know."

"Then say it." Fakong kept punching.

"Last night when I went back to the Forbidden Palace to have dinner with my father, the emperor, and my queen, I heard that my father said that I was going to give up my ninth brother's position as the admiral of the nine gates."

"It's better not to say what the emperor said."

"Of course I won't tell anyone else, not even Brother Ninth. I'll just come over and talk to you."

"I can't change the emperor's mind." Fakong punched his fist slowly and shook his head.

"Can't you help Ninth Brother?" Chu Ling said disappointedly: "Once Ninth Brother loses his position as the Admiral of the Ninth Sect, he will probably be in trouble soon. How many people are waiting for Ninth Brother to be unlucky and then pounce on him together. "

Fakong withdrew his fist and looked at Chu Ling: "Then how can His Highness want me to help? Who can make the Emperor change his mind?"

"I don't know either." Chu Ling shook his head: "That's why I came here to find you. You must have something to do."

Fakong shook his head.

Chu Ling stared at him disappointedly: "There is really nothing we can do?"

"In my opinion, Prince Xin will still be the Admiral of the Nine Sects within three months, and his position will not change."

"But my father said it himself." Chu Ling frowned: "It can't be wrong."

Fakong smiled and said, "Just pretend you didn't hear it for now. It's useless even if you heard it. It's just a waste of time."

"Should we just do nothing?"

"It's best to do nothing." Fakong said.

The more you do, the bigger the change, but it may make things worse.

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