Xu Qingluo said: "Master, the rejuvenation spell works, why doesn't the divine water work at all?"

If the rejuvenation spell works, the divine water should have an effect, even if it is very subtle.

Fakong shook his head: "The strange poison she was hit by is difficult to defeat without strong enough vitality."

Xu Qingluo suddenly understood after thinking about it for a moment.

It's like a flood bursting its banks.

Before the embankment bursts, no matter how much the flood flows, there will be no difference in the embankment breaking. If you want to see any abnormality, the flood must rush out enough.

No matter how much divine water there is, it will be like a flood that cannot break through the dam, and there will be no effect.

So the master cast the rejuvenation spell several times at once, thus destroying the poison in one fell swoop.

"Master, now that she is cured, her mother will also come to seek medical treatment, right?"

"Um."

"Master also wants to help with the treatment, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm just curious about the swordsmanship of Tianhai Sword Sect. How powerful is it? It's said to be the best in the world in swordsmanship. How does it compare to Divine Sword Peak?"

She knew that her master, Fakong, was proficient in the swordsmanship of Dayong Shenjian Peak, and that Fukong's swordsmanship was superb, so she was curious, which one was more powerful, the master's swordsmanship, or the swordsmanship of the Tianhai Sword Sect?

"They are on par," Fakong said.

"It would be nice if I could see it."

"Your current cultivation level is useless if you see it. If you can't see the subtlety in it, you will think it is nothing more than this."

"...Yes." Xu Qingluo was helpless.

My cultivation level needs to be improved, otherwise, Master will make some sarcastic remarks when he gets the chance.

——

In the evening, the sunset shines.

The tired birds in the back mountain returned to the forest, and everything was busy.

The pilgrims in the outer courtyard finally dispersed, and the door to the outer courtyard slowly closed. Just as it was about to close completely, Li Ying appeared.

Just as Yuan Sheng was about to speak, Fakong's voice sounded: "Master Li, please come in."

Yuan Sheng opened the door coldly and let in Li Ying, who was dressed in black and had skin as white as snow.

Li Yinghe smiled faintly, walked in, and came to the yard where Fakong was. He was playing with the pile of blue bricks.

Li Ying came to him with a faint fragrance and titheed him.

Fakong put down a brick, clapped his hands, smiled at Li Ying and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Young Master Li."

Li Ying smiled bitterly and shook her head.

Xu Qingluo came in with a sandalwood tray and presented two cups of tea.

She just smiled at Li Ying, didn't say much, and stepped aside holding the sandalwood plate, as if she was invisible.

"Has the murderer been tracked down?"

"I've got him." Li Ying nodded lightly: "A gangster who works alone and kills countless people."

"Your subordinate..."

"The head was chopped off with a knife. Even if I send it to Master, there is nothing you can do about it. What's more, by the time we find out, he will be dead already."

"This is life, but would you like me to go over and give him a ride?"

Fakong thought that Li Ying came here to ask him to cast the Great Light Spell.

"He doesn't believe in Buddhism." Li Ying shook her head: "I won't bother Master."

"That……?"

"I just came here to talk to the master, not to ask the master for help." Li Ying shook her head.

There are many people around her, but none of them can communicate with each other on an equal footing. Most of them are subordinates who look up to themselves instead of looking up to them.

Fakong laughed and nodded slightly.

Li Ying sighed: "This time, I, the Sicheng, will probably be cut off. Not only will I lose my army, but I will also lose the face of the green-robed undersecretary. The master of the green-clad undersecretary was actually beheaded by a gangster, which made the world laugh.

, Where is the majesty of the green undercover?"

"That's true." Fakong picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Do you have any countermeasures?"

"No." Li Ying also picked up the tea cup and took a sip, exhaling a breath of white air: "This Sicheng is destined to be thrown into disgrace. It happened in the past few days!"

"Ups and downs are normal things in an officialdom." Fakong said, "It's just a matter of rising again."

"It's easier said than done." Li Ying shook her head and said, "I'm afraid that others will think that I am a disaster star. Once I become an official, I will bring trouble to the entire green department."

Fakong nodded lightly: "It's not impossible, I'm just afraid that your enemies will take the opportunity to spread rumors."

People in the martial arts world are actually very particular about this.

No matter how strong your martial arts is, it can't kill you.

When people are young and their martial arts are not yet strong, they will think that as their martial arts becomes stronger, everything will get better and that everything can be solved as long as they are strong in martial arts, just like poor people think that having money can solve all their problems.

But as your martial arts becomes stronger later on, you will gradually come into contact with the existence of fate, feel powerless, and feel your own insignificance, and you will develop awe of fate.

Therefore, the higher the level, the more taboo this is.

If Li Ying is said to be unlucky, or even unlucky, then the senior management of the green department will really have to consider whether to promote her.

Although she can be promoted after she has enough merit, there are many positions and she can be placed in a idle position.

This is what Li Ying is most worried about.

Fakong looked at Li Ying with a smile.

Li Ying's slender eyebrows were lightly furrowed, looking worried, which made Fakong want to laugh inexplicably.

Li Ying has a resolute temperament and a refreshing spirit, which is rarely the case.

Looking at her like this, Fakong felt that she was more real and lively, and the distance between them became closer.

As the young master of Cantian Dao, Li Ying is deeply supported by the disciples of Cantian Dao. Her status in Cantian Dao is that one person is inferior to tens of thousands of people.

But when she arrived in the court, she was able to quickly correct her mentality and was willing to be humble and cowardly, which is indeed commendable.

If it were anyone else, it might be difficult to adjust their mood for a while, and they might be reserved, arrogant or even condescending.

Don't you know that the two divisions in green don't care what your status is? When it comes to the outer division and the inner division in green, there are only superiors and subordinates, not sects.

"Do you want my help?" Fakong offered to help this time.

The key is that Li Ying will be more helpful to him if he becomes the Sicheng of the internal department. Otherwise, a small official has little autonomy, and he can't help if he asks her for help. Then his previous support will be in vain.

.

"No need." Li Ying shook her head gently: "I will find a way... I always feel that what happened this time is strange. It's such a coincidence."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Li Ying said: "How could there be such a coincidence? Chen Duo's lustful habit is really annoying. He often goes to Miaochun Tower, so he can easily be set up by others."

"Do you think it was set up by someone else and that the criminal thief was ordered?"

"Even if he didn't instigate him, he secretly used means to get him over and even intensified their conflicts."

"What about the woman?" Fakong asked, "Where is the woman they are fighting for?"

"After checking, everything is clear." Li Ying shook her head gently: "There is nothing wrong with it."

Fakong said: "What does she look like? Qingluo."

"Yes, Master." Xu Qingluo quickly went to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. After grinding the ink, she handed the pen to Li Ying.

Li Ying hesitated: "Master..."

Fakong said: "Since you have doubts, it doesn't hurt to check. I won't be rewarded for taking action this time."

"...Thank you." Li Ying no longer hesitated, took the pen, and began to paint a portrait of a woman.

A charming and passionate woman appears on the page.

Fakong smiled and said: "Good at painting."

Li Ying obviously learned the art of painting, which is far superior to her own painting skills.

My hand is based on sketching skills from my previous life, and now my mind and hand are united, so I can draw like it.

But Li Ying's paintings are not only similar in appearance, but also full of charm. When people see the portrait, they feel like a living person standing in front of them.

This is by no means an ordinary painting technique, it is at the level of a master of painting, and Fakong can't help but admire it.

Li Ying smiled slightly and put down her pen: "That's the girl."

Fakong closed his eyes and completely relaxed his mind, no longer restricting it to a radius of one hundred meters as before.
To be continued...