Fakong shook his head and said: "Actually, you also understand that according to the actions of the leader Zhao and his relationship with our Daxue Mountain, there is really no need for me to meddle in others' affairs."
Song Yuanyuan nodded lightly.
Senior Brother Zhao had insisted on killing Fakong before. Although he did not do it in the end, if there was a chance, he would definitely do it without hesitation.
This is already an enemy of life and death.
Under such circumstances, Fakong can still speak to remind people of the critical situation of life and death, which is indeed worthy of being called a master, no matter what the reason.
Fakong said: "Why did you open this mouth again?"
"You can't just ignore death." Song Yuanyuan pursed her lips and chuckled.
Fakong laughed, shook his head and said, "Part of the reason for this is also because of Miss Song."
"I——?!" Song Yuanyuan was surprised.
She never expected that it was because of herself.
Fakong said: "For Miss Song's sake, let's save his life. It's just a matter of words."
"...Thank you, Master." Song Yuanyuan titheed again.
Fakong accepted the gift calmly and said, "I have already said what needs to be said, but whether Master Zhao listens to the advice or not, his life depends on him."
"I will advise senior brother carefully." Song Yuanyuan said solemnly.
Fakong said: "You persuaded him earlier not to act recklessly, but if you try again now, I'm afraid he won't listen."
"...I have my own way." Song Yuanyuan said.
Fakong nodded and said no more.
When Song Yuanyuan saw this, she had no intention of leaving. Instead, she looked at him quietly.
Fakong smiled, turned around and looked at the sky, but his eyes were cast in the direction of Zhenlongyuan, and fell on the people of Zhenlongyuan.
They were practicing sword formation with all their strength. They were enemies of each other and surrounded by enemies. It was a chaotic battle.
This can increase mutual understanding, familiarity with the sword formation, and a deeper understanding of the sword formation. The more you practice, the more mysterious the sword formation becomes.
At first glance, it seems simple, but once you get deeper, you will find that this sword formation is simple yet powerful, and contains the essence of turning splendor into dullness.
The more I practice, the more I feel the infinite taste and the endless mysteries, and the more I am immersed in it and find it difficult to extricate myself. Therefore, no one can slack off in self-cultivation.
Fakong nodded with satisfaction.
Their level of diligence is unimaginable to others. To achieve their current level of cultivation, seven points are due to talent and the remaining three points are due to hard work.
There are many talented people, but few reach their level. Gein's level of diligence is also astonishing.
He then turned his eyes to Hu Lieyuan and saw that Hu Lieyuan was losing his temper and angrily scolding the chamberlain beside him.
With Hu Lieyuan's cultivation, he would not lose his temper easily, and he would not lose his temper easily. He would usually take advantage of the opportunity to get angry, because he had long been holding back anger in his heart.
Fakong smiled.
He could see at a glance where Hu Lieyuan's anger was because he was dissatisfied with Hu Houqing's choice over Zhen Longyuan.
Hu Houqing actually wrote a letter, expounding the harm of the dragon coming out of the abyss, saying that he would live and die with Zhenlong Yuan. As long as he had a breath, he would not let the dragon come out of the abyss. Unless he died, the dragon could not leave the abyss.
Seeing this letter, Hu Lieyuan was extremely angry, but like a person who had nothing to do, he put the letter away and wrote a reply to the courier to take it back.
After the messenger left, his expression changed and he angrily scolded the servant for walking too loudly.
Fakong shook his head.
Hu Houqing even advised Hu Lieyuan in his letter to focus on the overall situation and not to use small means to destroy Zhen Longyuan's power.
This invalidated all Hu Lieyuan's arrangements.
Hu Lieyuan valued Hu Houqing very highly. He respected, pitied and felt helpless. He could not be angry with him.
So I can only vent my anger on the people around me.
Fakong moved his eyes away and looked at Daqian Emperor Chu Xiong.
Chu Xiong was sitting lazily in the Humble Administrator's Hall, with his right hand resting on the dragon table, and his left hand playing with an exquisite jade pendant, turning it over and over, and the warm radiant light seemed to be flowing in it like spring water.
Standing in front of the Long Case was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, who was reporting in a low voice.
It was quiet inside the Humble Administrator's Palace.
A wisp of green smoke floated out from the two pure gold beast furnaces under Danqi, scattering into various circular shapes in the air.
"Your Majesty, it is now confirmed that Head Zhao went to the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple, met with Song Yuanyuan and then left." The middle-aged man in Qingyi said in a deep voice: "It seems that they had a falling out."
"We had a falling out..." Chu Xiong said calmly: "Really or fake? It's not a show, right?"
"It seems to be true." The middle-aged man in Qingyi said: "Zhao Qianjun showed a look of reluctance, and Song Yuanyuan was the same. If it is fake, there is no need to be like this."
"They still had feelings for each other, but they had to fall out, right?"
"Yes." The middle-aged man in Qingyi said solemnly: "There must be a strong force forcing them to have a falling out."
"What is this power?" Chu Xiong asked calmly.
The middle-aged man in Qingyi hesitated.
"But it doesn't matter." Chu Xiong said.
The young man in green clothes said: "Fakong Divine Monk."
Chu Xiong raised his thick eyebrows.
The middle-aged man in Qingyi lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, why is Miss Song in the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple? She didn't come here because she believed deeply in Buddhism, but stayed in the temple to cultivate, but she was robbed by the monk Fakong."
Chu Xiong chuckled: "How can Fa Kong do such a thing?"
"According to Wei Chen's investigation, Song Yuanyuan was forced to stay in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple. It was absolutely not voluntary."
"Well..." The smile on Chu Xiong's face became even brighter.
The middle-aged man in Qingyi said: "Song Yuanyuan is Zhao Qianjun's sweetheart. If he controls Song Yuanyuan, he will have Zhao Qianjun's handle. How dare Zhao Qianjun take action against Daxue Mountain? How dare he take action against Jingang Temple?"
Chu Xiong shook his head: "Then you don't understand Zhao Qianjun. He will not be coerced. On the contrary, he will become even more angry and must kill Fakong."
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was surprised.
Chu Xiong smiled and said: "Just watch, Zhao Qianjun will strike with thunder soon, and Fakong will be in trouble."
"Although Master Zhao is strong, Divine Monk Fa Kong..." The middle-aged man in Qingyi hesitated and said, "I'm afraid I can't deal with Divine Monk Fa Kong."
"Zhao Qianjun is so swollen now that he almost thinks that I am no match for him. How can he think that he can't deal with Fakong?"
"Headmaster Zhao did not directly challenge Divine Monk Fakong."
"It must have been a sneak attack."
"Sneak attacks and assassinations are ineffective against Fa Kong Divine Monk, right?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Chu Xiong shook his head: "Mystical powers are not invincible. They will also be subject to many constraints and restrictions. Let's see what Zhao Qianjun does this time."
"Your Majesty, then we..."
"Just sit back and watch."
"But what if the Divine Monk Fa Kong..."
"No matter how desperate he is, there is no problem in saving his life. There are so many life-saving tricks at the bottom of the box."
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi nodded.
Chu Xiong waved his hand: "Keep an eye on Zhao Qianjun and see what he is doing in Shenjing."
"Yes." The middle-aged man in Qingyi clasped his fists solemnly.
Fa Kong smiled when he saw this.
Chu Xiong was very good at reading people. Zhao Qianjun was indeed not someone who could be coerced. He wanted to assassinate him, but unfortunately he was able to resolve it.
Zhao Qianjun had the courage to assassinate him for the first time, but after being persuaded to stop, he did not have the courage to do it a second time.
After all, Song Yuanyuan's Nine Heaven Mysterious Goddess skills became more and more refined, and she became more and more beautiful, which made Zhao Qianjun even more obsessed with her.
As Song Yuanyuan's Nine Heavens Mysterious Goddess skills became more refined, Zhao Qianjun could no longer give up, and had to accept the threat honestly.
And Song Yuanyuan behind her was able to improve so quickly. First, she provided the complete version of the secret manual, and second, she adjusted the surrounding atmosphere through Xiaoxitian Paradise, so that she was in the best atmosphere for cultivation.
There is also your own mental pressure to polish it.
With a three-pronged approach, there is no need to worry about her not being diligent.
What's more, her character is extremely compatible with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Goddess Skill, and with the three complementing each other, she is really like a fish in water, making rapid progress.
Fakong turned around and looked at Song Yuanyuan, his eyes suddenly became dark.
Song Yuanyuan endured the discomfort and looked at him calmly.
Fakong frowned and shook his head.
Song Yuanyuan said: "I failed to persuade senior brother?"
"Yeah." Fakong said, "It's useless if you just go over and try to persuade him. He won't listen to you. The last time he listened to you, he was already very dissatisfied."
"Then what method should I use?"
"If it doesn't work directly, what will you think of?"
"...We can only deceive him." Song Yuanyuan sighed, shook her head and said, "First deceive him out of Shenjing City."
"No way." Fakong's deep gaze fell on her and he shook his head gently: "I couldn't deceive him."
"Then..." Song Yuanyuan frowned and thought: "Then we can only pretend that I was taken away by you? Let him chase me?"
"No way." Fakong said.
Song Yuanyuan frowned and thought hard.
I have thought of all the ways that I can think of, but none of them work. It is obvious that Fakong is using his clairvoyance to peek into the future to see which path is feasible and can allow his senior brother to avoid this fatal disaster.
Could it be that I couldn't persuade my senior brother and help him avoid this disaster?
Fa Kong withdrew his profound gaze and returned to normal: "It seems that you are not going to make it."
"There's always a way, right?" Song Yuanyuan said hurriedly.
Her uncomfortable feeling disappeared instantly, and she knew that Fakong had withdrawn his magical power.
But extremely disappointed.
He clearly knew that his senior brother was in danger, but he couldn't help his senior brother avoid this disaster.
The first time, I told the truth, told the matter directly, and tried to persuade her with sincerity and sincerity, but in the end, it failed.
The second time was a lie, the third time was a lie, but it was useless.
I'm out of luck myself.
Fakong looked at her and finally shook his head: "It seems you can't help."
"...I'll go and convince Elder Zhou." Song Yuanyuan gritted her teeth.
Elder Zhou was their senior uncle and had the best relationship with his master. After his master died, they regarded him as their master.
Senior brother can always listen to a few words when Master Zhou speaks.
Fa Kong's eyes became dark again, and Song Yuanyuan endured the discomfort and looked at him solemnly.
Fakong shook his head.
"Isn't it good for Elder Zhou?" Song Yuanyuan said.
Fakong said: "He insists on leaving Shenjing tomorrow because he wants to meet an important spy."
Song Yuanyuan frowned.
Fakong said calmly: "The secret spy in the palace."
Song Yuanyuan's face darkened slightly.
Fakong chuckled lightly and said: "Master Zhao deserves to be Master Zhao, and the Tianhai Sword Sect deserves to be the Tianhai Sword Sect!"
Song Yuanyuan stared at Fa Kong closely.
If Fakong passes this news to the emperor, the emperor will definitely be furious and impose heavy punishments.
How will the senior brothers respond at that time?
She felt slightly worried when she thought of this.
Fakong said: "We can only threaten him, saying that the palace has discovered that there is something wrong with this secret spy and is preparing to follow the clues."
"...Okay." Song Yuanyuan gritted her teeth and nodded slowly: "Let's do it."
This is all I can do to survive this calamity for my senior brother.