Longevity

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Ning Zhenzhen was caught by his deep eyes, and he knew that he was using his celestial eyesight, and let him watch it calmly.

It can be seen that Fa Kong's face is not quite right, and he knows that the result is not good.

"Senior brother, is there a problem?"

"...One step too late." Fakong shook his head: "He has been silenced."

"That…"

Fa Kong's eyes returned to normal, and he said lightly, "Bring the corpse out."

"The people in the palace." Ning Zhenzhen looked embarrassed: "I'm afraid we won't be able to get the corpse out."

There is an inner court in the palace, which is completely different from the outside and operates independently, just like another small court.

The green-clothed foreign division belongs to the imperial court, the outer court, and cannot reach the inner court.

"This is troublesome..." Fa Kong pondered.

Sima Xun said softly: "Master, otherwise, let's find out here, we've already met enough here."

Fa Kong glanced at Sima Xun.

Sima Xun is now completely hostile to Fakong.

He has secretly cut off the love thread, and gradually regained the style of the first young man of the Tianhai Sword Sect, and regained his confidence, fortitude and decisiveness. The investigation of this matter is already the limit, and it is not appropriate to go further.

Even if the man was not silenced, it would be troublesome to investigate him.

"Brother Sima said it's right," Huang Yufeng said softly, "Master, we can check the outside, but the inner court can't check, otherwise, it will be very troublesome."

The status of the inner court is detached.

The laws of the outer court do not govern the inner court.

More importantly, once there is a conflict with the inner court, it is tantamount to going against the emperor, and the inner court is the emperor's dog.

It's up to the owner to beat the dog.

Ning Zhen really gave them a look.

How could these senior brothers not know.

But this guy is indeed the only clue to Ziyang Pavilion. It is a pity that it is cut off like this. I don't know when I will wait for the next time.

She didn't want to give up, and she knew that Fakong didn't want to give up.

"Senior brother, or else, please believe that the lord will take action?"

Fa Kong was thoughtful, looked at Ning Zhenzhen again, his eyes became as deep as ancient wells, and looked at himself if he turned to Lord Xin for help.

After a while, Fakong sighed and shook his head: "Forget it, don't bother."

"Brother?"

"This guy is still a member of the Kunshan Holy Religion." Fa Kong shook his head and said, "The worshipers in the palace have already intervened, and it is not our turn."

"...Then forget it." Ning Zhenzhen said softly.

Fa Kong nodded: "Then I'll go back."

He fluttered away with Xu Qingluo.

It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly. They were walking on Qinglong Avenue, and people were coming and going.

Qinglong Avenue is located in the extreme west and runs from north to south. It is one of the four major roads, so it is very lively.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the merchants are shouting hard, and they warmly invite passers-by to come and take a look at the shops.

The two teachers and apprentices walked among the crowd.

There was an invisible force around them that enveloped them.

Xu Qingluo pulled Fa Kong's sleeve and looked up at him: "Master, is Ziyang Pavilion important?"

Fakong glanced down at her.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "I think Master seems to be paying extra attention to Ziyang Pavilion, far from ordinary attention. Is Ziyang Pavilion more difficult than Kunshan Sacred Sect?"

"Kunshan Sacred Religion..." Fa Kong shook his head: "They are crazy and extreme, but compared to Ziyang Pavilion... Many things about Kunshan Sacred Religion are probably inseparable from Ziyang Pavilion."

Now that he has arrived, he already understands that the Holy Sect of Kunshan can develop and grow to this day, and there must be Ziyang Pavilion behind it.

Behind the Ziyang Pavilion is the Dayong court.

This is actually not surprising.

Isn't it right to secretly fund the opposition forces of several enemy countries?

He believes that Dagan is probably also funding some sects in Dayong, or has mastered some sects.

"Kunshan Holy Sect colluded with Ziyang Pavilion..." Xu Qingluo tilted her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "It's not surprising, will there be Dayun's Kamikaze?"

"...It's hard to say." Fa Kong shook his head.

He didn't see the kamikaze riding with a big cloud.

But I can't see it all clearly now, and I can't tell if there is a kamikaze, let's just assume it is.

"Master, you said that you took care of so many disciples of the Kunshan Holy Sect, will they take revenge?"

"Yeah." Fa Kong nodded.

This is certain.

"How will they retaliate against the master?" Xu Qingluo said with a smile, "Will it be directly assassinated?"

"...Yes." Fa Kong nodded slowly.

"Then when do you want to assassinate? I think the sooner the better, do it before you, Master, are even immersed in joy." Xu Qingluo tilted her head and smiled, then glanced around with her big eyes: "Now there will be no Assassin of the sacred religion of Kunshan, right?"

Fakong chuckled lightly.

Xu Qingluo said, "Master, am I right?"

Fa Kong smiled and said, "You were right."

He formed seals with his hands, cast four immobilization spells at the same time, and then accelerated his body, leading Xu Qingluo like a dragon, and instantly passed through the crowd.

Where he passed, the four middle-aged men froze in place, motionless, and died silently.

These four are the disciples of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun, who came to assassinate him.

The actions of the Holy Sect of Kunshan are quite fast, and it seems that there are still many disciples of the Holy Sect of Kunshan hidden in the Shenjing.

Xu Qingluo turned her head to look at the four middle-aged men who died silently and stuck out her tongue: "Master, I didn't expect them to dare to come."

Fakong smiled.

Xu Qingluo said: "Don't they know that Master, you have magical powers? How could the assassination succeed?"

"Maybe it's just a try." Fa Kong said: "It doesn't matter if Cheng Yi is happy or not."

"They are very powerful experts, aren't they?" Xu Qingluo said, "Isn't it too wasteful to just die for nothing?"

Fa Kong shook his head and smiled: "It's the end of the road, the trapped beasts are still fighting, ... but there may be other arrangements."

He glanced thoughtfully in the direction of the Forbidden Palace, but then shook his head.

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In the afternoon, Fakong was arranging the bricks in his yard.

Strange symbols are engraved on the bricks, which are the incantations of the divine mantra, written in prayers.

The writing of the prayer is very mysterious.

If you only write the shape of the prayer, you can write it like a painting, but it will not have any power, nor can it convey anything.

This is not a real prayer, a real prayer is both physical and spiritual.

And this God is the power of faith.

Without the power of faith, the **** of the prayer cannot be contained in it. Every prayer requires enough power of faith to write the god.

The **** of the prayer is actually the countless small characters contained in the big characters, and these small characters are outlined by the power of faith.

The more faith there is, the more small characters it contains, the more powerful it is, and the stronger its power is of course.

He tried to match these blue bricks, either to form a circle or a square, and feel the subtle changes.

He is like a child playing with toys, he has been focusing on playing with it, never tired of it, and forgetting everything.

Until Xu Qingluo came over to report, the fifteenth princess came down.

When Fa Kong came to the release pool, Chu Ling had entered the gate accompanied by Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue, and came curling up.

She is wearing a moon-white Luo shirt, and her beautiful face is clear and cold. Different from Ning Zhenzhen's exquisiteness, she is gorgeous and cool.

Compared with Xu Miaoru, she was a little colder and less charming.

Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue were dressed in dark green Luo shirts, pretty and slim, and looked around curiously.

Chu Ling didn't look sideways, and only stared at Fa Kong with clear eyes.

"I've seen the master." Chu Ling came to him and saluted him.

Fa Kong smiled and gave a tithe: "Why is the Fifteenth Highness here?"

Instead of being respectful and polite, he was as casual as an old friend.

"Master's blessing ceremony is eye-opening, and everyone praises it. I come here because of it, see one or two."

"It's better to be famous when you meet." Fakong smiled and said, "So what? It's better to avoid suspicion, His Highness Fifteenth."

"If you keep avoiding it, it will make you more suspicious, right?" Chu Ling chuckled and said lightly: "What's more, I can practice magic, it is also thanks to your magic water, Master Fakong, come and say thank you. It should be."

"...It makes sense." Fa Kong immediately understood what Chu Ling meant.

This is in general for skewering.

Therefore, it was Shenshui who helped her to practice the extraordinary skills, not herself, and this way, the emperor's suspicions could almost be dispelled.

Chu Ling looked around and said lightly, "Master, are you a little too young here? It doesn't match your reputation anymore."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Your Highness, fame is nothing but illusory, scattered like the wind, and will disappear at any time."

Chu Ling smiled and said, "As expected of a master, he is in a good mood, far better than ordinary people like me."

Fakong smiled and was too lazy to say more.

Although it was only the second time the two met, but because Fakron saved her life, and the two had to work together to hide the emperor, there was a vague feeling of an old acquaintance who had not seen each other for a long time.

Chu Ling glanced around and waved.

Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue stepped back and came to the door, looking left and right to see if anyone was approaching and eavesdropping.

Fa Kong was alone, and there was no one close to him.

Fa Kong said: "Go to my courtyard."

"Alright." Chu Ling said.

The two passed through the Moon Gate and came to Fakong's yard.

Chu Ling looked around curiously, and was deeply curious about Fakong's yard, trying to figure out everything.

She looked around, especially those blue bricks, wondering what Fakong was doing.

Fakon invited her to sit at the table, made two cups of tea, pushed her one, kept one for himself, took a sip, and looked at her at leisure.

Chu Ling took a sip of the tea cup and said lightly, "The emperor's grandmother has been ill recently."

Fakong frowned at me.

Chu Lingdao: "If you can cure the imperial grandmother, there will definitely be a generous reward from the imperial father."

"Forget it." Fa Kong shook his head: "I don't want to mix things up in the palace, it's better to stay away."

Chu Ling looked at him in surprise: "This is a rare opportunity, the father is extremely filial, once the emperor's grandmother is cured, it will be a talisman, and the father will not dare to do anything with you. "

This is the real killer move.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Chu Ling saw the benefits, but he saw the risks. If something bad happened, he wouldn't want to stay in the big job anymore.

Now that you are fine, why do you have to think about it and take such a big risk?

Chu Ling frowned and stared at him.

Fa Kong said: "The Queen Mother will be all right, I will not be involved in this matter."

"...Okay." Chu Ling saw that he really didn't want to shoot, and didn't force it. He looked at these blue bricks and asked what they were for.

Fa Kong analyzed it, this is the divine mantra for rebirth, and see for yourself if you can build a small paradise of bliss.

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