Ning Zhenzhen said: "If we really want to fight, I'm afraid..."
The cultivation level of the girls of the Jade Butterfly Sect is still too low. If they fight now, they will easily be compromised.
She has feelings for the girls of the Jade Butterfly Sect, rather than just using them as tools. Otherwise, she would not think about making the Jade Butterfly Sect stronger and waste her energy and energy.
She would not bear to harm any Jade Butterfly Sect disciple.
Even if Fa Kong can resurrect them, their life span is only sixty years, and they are still unbearable.
Fakong looked at her with a smile: "Junior sister, it seems that you, the sect leader, are not hard-hearted enough."
Ning Zhenzhen shook his head.
I can be tough on my enemies, but I can't be tough on the girls of the Jade Butterfly Sect. Even though I get along with them as Mo Youlan, my identity is fake, but my feelings are not fake.
I also know that as a sect leader, I should think about the interests of the sect. For the best interests, it is inevitable to make sacrifices.
Compassion does not control soldiers. You need to harden your heart and sacrifice when you need to.
But he couldn't do it himself.
If you really want to do this, your state of mind will be out of balance. Once your state of mind is broken, your cultivation will regress.
Fakong smiled and said: "It is better to be hard-hearted, and it is better to be soft-hearted. Before the Jade Butterfly Sect becomes a top sect, it is better to have a soft-hearted sect leader. Junior sister, you are the most suitable candidate."
Just like the management in previous lives, if the number of people is less than a certain size, it is the rule of men, and when the number of people reaches a certain size, it is the rule of law.
When the number of people is too small, if you follow the rules, it will be easy to become disloyal. When the number of people is too large, if you don't follow the rules, it will be a mess.
If the Jade Butterfly Sect has so few disciples and only cares about interests and not about human hearts, even if there are so many disciples marrying high-ranking officials and nobles, they will soon die out.
Once a disciple leaves the sect, it is the human heart that maintains the people's hearts.
"Senior brother..." Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes turned slightly red.
Fa Kong's appreciation is crucial to her.
She has actually been doubting herself recently, wondering whether she is suitable to be the leader of the Jade Butterfly Sect.
Protect all the disciples under your wings and don’t want them to bear the wind and rain. Regardless of whether they grow up or not, it is best if they are not in danger.
She also knew that it was not appropriate. Although she could be safe and sound this way, she would always face storms in the future.
Once the wind and rain come, they may not be able to bear it and will break.
But she still couldn't help it.
Fakong said: "People's hearts are made of flesh, how come they can't feel your concern?"
As the leader of the sect, she cared so much about her disciples and they could only express their gratitude and support.
Of course, it's also because they have a gentle nature and are not those cold-blooded people.
"Yes, they all have rare qualities." Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently.
This is also the reason why she is so soft-hearted.
If there was a white-eyed wolf among these people, she would have hardened her heart long ago. It was not the real Mo Youlan anyway.
But every disciple was so gentle, approachable, and cute. She couldn't bear to be cruel, and her heart became softer and softer.
Fakong said: "If you are worried about damage, there is no need. I will bless the rejuvenation spell here, and you will not die even if you are seriously injured."
"You won't die if you are seriously injured?"
Fakong nodded lightly: "As long as it's within the Zhongshan area, that's the case."
He changed Zhongshan through Xiaoxitian Paradise and formed an automatic triggering mechanism.
Once seriously injured, the rejuvenation spell will be triggered, rain will fall from the sky, and the person will recover quickly.
"...There won't be any accidents, right?"
"Won't."
"Okay." Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly.
She is also a decisive person. Once she knows that nothing unexpected will happen, there is nothing to hesitate about.
Fakong said: "But don't tell them that you won't die."
"...Understood." Ning Zhenzhen nodded and said: "I will say that senior brother has blessed the Ksitigarbha Dakini Mantra here. He can indeed survive after death, but he only has a lifespan of sixty years."
Fakong nodded: "And I have to tell them that if you are resurrected once, you will only have 60 years of life left, and if you are resurrected again, you will only have 30 years of life left."
"Okay." Ning Zhenzhen nodded, and then said: "Resurrection twice only has thirty years of life?"
"Resurrection comes with a price, and this is already the lightest price."
"That's true." Ning Zhenzhen felt right.
How can there be no price for coming back from the dead?
She then said: "Then it will only take fifteen years to be resurrected again?"
Fakong nodded lightly: "There is no need to resurrect three times."
"If only the baby dies, it would be worthwhile to live to the age of fifteen." Ning Zhenzhen said.
Fakong nodded.
He had actually saved several babies who had died in infancy before, and they all came back to life. Fortunately, he only had to save them once, and they all lived to be sixty years old.
The Ksitigarbha Dakini Mantra is so miraculous that after they came back to life, all the terminal illnesses of these babies were cured without treatment.
This phenomenon has attracted the attention of others.
They actually came up with the idea of killing their terminally ill children and curing them through resurrection.
Although he can only live to be sixty years old, it is far better than dying young.
This forced Yongkong Temple to start providing divine water. Otherwise, I don’t know how many people with terminal illnesses would commit suicide.
He also told Monk Yuande about this matter, and Monk Yuande did not refuse.
Once Yongkong Temple provides divine water, its prestige will definitely increase rapidly, not just by a small amount.
In just a few days, the entire capital was abuzz with discussion about the divine water.
Fortunately, the royal family was involved in this matter, and the inner palace took over the distribution. Fakong was only responsible for blessing a pool of spring water with a rejuvenation spell.
He didn't care about how much divine water was distributed and how much entered the palace, and he couldn't control that much.
After all, this is not Shenjing, and there is no support from Kongang Temple. Once he gets the divine water in his hands, he will offend too many people, and the gain will outweigh the loss.
He had only made one rule with Emperor Cao Jingyuan at the beginning: Shenshui would first guarantee those who were terminally ill or whose lives were in danger.
I don’t care what to do with the remaining divine water.
He gradually discovered that the world is like a net, and the entire net can be moved by gently tugging on any thread.
Therefore, the future is changing all the time, and unless you go with the flow, it will not change anyone's destiny.
This is almost impossible.
"I still need to discuss this matter with Sect Master Yang to see if she agrees." Fakong said: "There is still a dilemma between success and failure."
Ning Zhenzhen suddenly smiled sweetly and said: "Senior brother, how can we not succeed?"
Fakong shook his head: "This Sect Master Yang is not so easy to talk to."
"Impossible!" Yang Shuangting said calmly.
The two of them were standing under a willow tree on the embankment of Zhongling Lake. At this time, the sunset filled the sky and the glow covered the lake.
Fakong said: "Those people have been immobile, but they are ready to move, right? Why not give them a place to vent."
"Have you ever thought that they are really going to kill the disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect?"
"As long as you are in Zhongshan, you will not die." Fakong said: "In my dojo, it is difficult to die."
"Then you underestimate them too much." Yang Shuangting snorted: "They are all extreme people. If they are pressed, they will kill each other directly. How can you stop them?"
Fakong smiled: "They can't use this trick inside Zhongshan."
Yang Shuangting looked at him dubiously.
She became more and more curious about what was strange about Zhongshan.