Longevity

Thinking of this, his eyes turned to the direction of the Daxue Mountain, passed through the layers of mountains and obstacles, and fell on the old monk Huinan.

The old monk Huinan was practicing, slowly and leisurely, still the same boxing method he had practiced for decades.

Fa Kong shook his head, but he didn't expect the master to be so calm that he didn't act in a hurry.

But his own words have been waxed.

The Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths of Demon Sect will no longer fight, they will stop for a while, and the Daxue Mountain will not be seen as lively.

Therefore, even if you have a vision, you can't make assertions casually, and it's better to talk less.

Because of his own blending, he will continue to change the future, that is, to change what he has said, which is tantamount to slapping himself in the face.

He appeared in the small courtyard of the monk Huinan in a flash, and he gave a tithing ceremony.

The setting sun covered the entire small courtyard. Monk Hui Nan slowly punched in the glow, and said lightly, "What happened again?"

"The conflict between the Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths of Demon Sect was suppressed by the emperor." Fa Kong said: "It will stop for a while."

Monk Hui Nan punched and said slowly, "Did you do it?"

Fa Kong nodded.

"Mind your own business." Monk Huinan snorted.

Fa Kong said: "Master, there is no way to do this. Once the two cases completely fight, you will die. I am afraid that the martial arts will be a mess, and it will be difficult to clean up at that time."

"It's hard to clean up and it's not our turn to clean up." Monk Huinan hummed.

Fa Kong smiled and said: "Master, do we Daxueshan still have the heart to be the number one in the world?"

"I'm not that stupid!" Monk Huinan snorted coldly.

In his opinion, the Tianhai Sword Sect was extremely stupid.

Obviously, the three sects are the most stable and the most stable, but they want to pursue the number one in the world, breaking the juxtaposition of the three sects.

If the three cases are placed side by side, even if the imperial court is wary, they will not be too wary. After all, the limelight is scattered and not so eye-catching.

A single show, unless it forms an inseparable relationship with the court...

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Fa Kong.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It doesn't seem like they are stupid, but they are too shrewd!" Monk Hui Nan hummed, "It's me who was stupid."

With Leng Feiqiong there, the Tianhai Sword Sect was indeed inseparable from the imperial court, with a close relationship without suspicion.

The Tianhai Sword Sect became the hand that suppressed Daxueshan and the Guangming Sect, and this hand was controlled by the imperial court.

In this way, all the benefits will be taken by the Tianhai Sword Sect, and in the martial arts, the Tianhai Sword Sect will gradually be respected.

Daxueshan and the Holy Light Church are getting weaker and weaker, and the gap with the Tianhai Sword Sect is getting bigger and bigger.

Thinking of this, his face became solemn: "What a Tianhai Sword Sect!"

Fa Kong said: "Master, don't worry, it is not so easy for the Tianhai Sword Sect to become the first in the world."

"I'm afraid it's not that difficult." Monk Hui Nan shook his head.

If the imperial court is determined to support the Tianhai Sword Sect to become the number one in the world, the Hai Sword Sect will be able to become the number one in the world that day.

No matter how strong Daxueshan is, it is probably useless.

Fa Kong said: "After all, the Tianhai Sword Sect is the Tianhai Sword Sect, and they won't bow their heads. This is determined by their mentality."

The swordsmanship of the Tianhai Sword Sect is fierce, why did Leng Feiqiong propose to become the number one sect in the world, unparalleled in the world?

It is because the goal matches its mentality.

With this goal in place, the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect can practice sword laws more smoothly and enter the realm faster.

And after the swordsmanship is successful, this goal will become more and more firm, unshakable, and mutual achievements.

No. 1 in the world, they have Ling Yun's arrogance. After their minds and facts are consistent, they will become more and more arrogant. Even the imperial court will not take it seriously, and would rather not bend.

It is another Divine Sword Peak.

At that time, they will not listen to the words of the imperial court, they will act on their own, and then they will inevitably be suppressed by the imperial court.

Now there are signs of this.

And Chu Xiong is a suspicious and sensitive emperor. After discovering it, I am afraid that he will be afraid, and he may not necessarily push the Tianhai Jiansong a step forward.

The subtleties of this mind are difficult for outsiders to see.

The emperor's heart is unpredictable, and he can only watch it roughly.

Monk Hui Nan shook his head with a heavy expression.

Once the Tianhai Sword Sect became the number one sect in the world, the good days of Daxueshan would be gone forever.

Fa Kong said, "Master, do you want to stop it?"

"How to stop it?" said the monk Hui Nan, "You have a solution, right?"

Fakong shook his head.

He won't say such a big thing.

Monk Huinan glared at him and said, "It's this time, so don't be humble."

Fa Kong said: "Master, this kind of major event cannot be changed by one person, unless it is the emperor."

He felt that the emperor might not be able to change the general trend.

The Tianhai Sword Sect has already gained momentum, and it cannot be suppressed now, and it is impossible to directly replace Xie Daochun.

After all, the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect cannot be appointed by the emperor, but is chosen by the disciples of the sect.

Even if Xie Daochun gets rid of, if the newly-appointed head wants to conform to people's hearts, he still has to pursue the first in the world.

If you want to pursue the world's first sect, you must take action, and if you take action, it will inevitably lead to turmoil in the martial arts.

There is also Mozong Liudao. After showing amazing strength, more and more people will practice magic, and more and more people will join Mozong Liudao, making Mozong Liudao stronger and stronger.

In addition, the emperor's next praise is to help this trend.

This time, the death battle between the two sects was suppressed, but it was only postponed. After all, the two sects still had to fight to the death.

It is not difficult to suppress this battle, but it is the most difficult to resolve this battle that will happen in the future.

The monk Huinan hummed, "Aren't you very influential on the emperor's side? Find a way to talk about it."

Fa Kong said: "Master also looks down on me too much, the emperor is suspicious of me, how could he listen to me."

Monk Hui Nan gave him a sideways glance and snorted.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Master, are we Daxueshan going back for revenge?"

"Do you think you need revenge?"

"No need."

"Isn't that our King Kong Temple is weak and deceived? More importantly, the Tianhai Sword Sect sees that we dare not retaliate, and it will intensify."

Fa Kong pondered.

This is really unavoidable.

The Tianhai Sword Sect can do such a thing.

His eyes suddenly became deep, and he looked at Monk Hui Nan.

Monk Hui Nan tightened his body and stared at Fa Kong angrily, but did not interrupt Fa Kong.

After a while, Fa Kong shook his head.

"How?" Monk Hui Nan asked.

Fa Kong said: "The Tianhai Sword Sect has indeed provoked again, and injured our two disciples again."

"Damn!" Monk Hui Nan groaned angrily.

Fa Kong's face was also ugly.

He didn't expect the Tianhai Sword Sect to be so excessive, a bit unscrupulous.

It may be that the imperial decree only rebuked them for provoking the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, so they took advantage of the loophole and began to deal with the Kongo Temple.

Fa Kong pondered: "Since this is the case, I can only show them a little bit of power."

"It's long overdue!" Monk Hui Nan snorted coldly.

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South China City

As an important city in the southern part of Dagan, although Nanhua City is not the head of a prefecture, because it is located at the intersection of north-south and east-west, there are many pedestrians coming and going, which drives the prosperity of the city.

People from all over the world come and go, making the city of Nanhua very lively.

In the early morning, the aroma of various delicacies wafts over Nanhua City.

There are snacks from the south, snacks from the north, and snacks from the east and west. All kinds of aromas are mixed together, which is more attractive.

In an alley in Nanhua City, two middle-aged monks are walking slowly, quiet and solemn, with the demeanor of a high-ranking monk.

They were dressed in grey monk robes and were unpretentious.

One looks rough, the other handsome.

They were disciples of King Kong Temple. They passed through Nanhua City on their way. They entered the city to replenish some food. After resting for a night, they had to continue their journey.

Going out, even though he is a disciple of Daxueshan, he is still cautious and careful, trying not to cause trouble.

Halfway through the alley, two middle-aged men in green shirts walked towards them, walking lightly and wearing long swords on their waists.

When they saw the two middle-aged monks, they couldn't help but be startled, as if they were quite surprised, and then stopped and clasped their fists: "Are the two masters the eminent monks of King Kong Temple?"

"Amitabha." The two middle-aged monks are together, and the handsome monk: "The two benefactors are..."

"I have seen the two masters, we are disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect." The two middle-aged men in green shirts smiled and looked at each other, looking at the two middle-aged monks.

"Tianhai Sword Sect..." The two middle-aged monks were solemn, and the handsome monk said: "The poor monk Fajing."

"Master Fajing, it is fate to meet each other. Since you are here, I will sit in the east."

"Amitabha." Monk Fajing shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I have something to do, so I can't delay."

The two middle-aged men in green shirts frowned, showing displeasure.

A young man in a blue shirt laughed: "It seems that the two masters look down on us."

"The poor monk didn't mean that."

"Haha..." The middle-aged man in green shirt shook his head and smiled, "Then go to the restaurant in front of you and sit."

The two middle-aged monks frowned and lowered their faces.

"The two donors are trying to trouble us, right?" Monk Fajing said solemnly, "What exactly do you want?"

"Haha..." The middle-aged man in the blue shirt smiled and said, "Is my Tianhai Sword Sect not as good as your Daxueshan~www.readwn.com~ being so looked down upon by you?"

"Why do you want to do this?" Monk Fajing said coldly, "But there is still an ambush?"

"Master also underestimates us?" The middle-aged man in green shirt smiled and said, "Do you still need an ambush to deal with the two of you?"

Monk Fajing's gray robe slowly bulged, and then slowly collapsed, no longer speaking, just walking forward.

The two middle-aged men in green shirts stopped talking, and drew their swords out of their scabbards, with the tip of the sword pointing at the two of them.

Fajing and another middle-aged monk continued to move forward, getting closer and closer, and finally about to touch the tip of the sword.

"Om..." The two sword tips suddenly turned into two groups of silver lights, covering the two monks facing Fajing respectively.

"Ding ding ding ding..." In the clear voice, Fajing and another middle-aged monk, Fagou, sent out their palms to meet them, like a fight between gold and iron.

There were white marks on their palms, and the tip of the sword could not break their skin, causing the two middle-aged men in green shirts to look gloomy.

No matter how exquisite their swordsmanship is, if they can't break the opponent's skin, it is futile.

"Amitabha." Fajing put his palms together and said slowly: "Two donors, step back now, the poor monk can pretend that nothing happened."

"Haha..." The previous middle-aged man in green shirt laughed, his laughter was weird, and the tip of his sword trembled slightly.

The tip of the sword faintly showed a fine glow.

Fajing and Fagui have a solemn expression, this is about to show their true skills.

"Om..." The tip of the sword flashed two pieces of silver light again, covering the two monks, and then "chichichichi" softly.

Fajing and Dharma took three steps back, and there were holes in the chest and shoulders of the monk's robe, and small red spots could be seen oozing out of the skin.

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