Fakong said: "In the future, we will open a dojo in Dayong."
"Who are you going to let, senior brother, be the abbot of the Dayong Dojo?" Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes flashed: "Don't you want Master Yuande to go back?"
Fakong smiled and said: "Junior sister, you think Master Yuande should be allowed to return to Dayong and become the abbot there?"
"...I'm afraid it will overshadow the guest?" Ning Zhenzhen thought for a while and sighed: "If Master Yuande returns to Dayong and becomes the new abbot of the Taoist temple, I am afraid that the people of Dayong will only recognize Master Yuande."
Although senior brother's reputation is not weak in Dayong, it is far behind Master Yuande who was reincarnated and practiced cultivation. Outside Tianjing, there are not many people who know about Master Fakong and not many who don't know about Master Yuande.
Once Master Yuande becomes the new abbot of the Taoist temple, everyone in Dayong will worship Master Yuande and only know Master Yuande but not his senior brother.
I'm afraid this goes against my senior brother's original intention of establishing a dojo.
Fakong nodded slowly.
"So the abbot of Dayong cannot be Master Yuande, then who is it?" Ning Zhenzhen shook his head gently: "I'm afraid ordinary people can't convince the public."
Failure to convince the public will weaken the reputation of the Taoist temple, and it will not spread so quickly, and it will be difficult to quickly inspire the worship of believers.
Fakong said: "I can only do it myself."
Ning Zhenzhen said in surprise: "Senior brother, you are not at Xingnan Peak, but in Tianjing?"
Fakong nodded: "Buddhism is too prosperous in Dayong, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage. I am afraid that even the master and other eminent monks could not suppress it in the past."
With the presence of the national master, Master Yuande, and ordinary eminent monks arriving in Dayong, they were immediately eclipsed, and at the same time, the new ashram was also eclipsed.
Ning Zhenzhen frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Looking at it now, only you, senior brother, are suitable, and no one else is suitable."
If I were to go to Dayong by myself, there would be no way to convince the people of Dayong, let alone win over the believers from the Great Miaolian Temple. As for this candidate, I had no other choice but my senior brother.
Neither the elders of Kongang Temple nor the elders of Daxue Mountain have enough prestige in Dayong, only senior monk, the holy monk, can do that.
Fakong said: "Master Yuande is the abbot of Xingnan Peak, junior sister, you are the abbot of Yuzhu Peak, and I am the abbot of Feilai Peak. Our three peaks are one."
"Senior brother, you have a good plan." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "There won't be any accidents, right? Feilai Peak is the dojo that Dayong will give?"
Fakong nodded: "If nothing happens, Feilai Peak will give it to you in ten days."
"Senior brother, why did Dayong insist on giving Feilai Peak?" Ning Zhenzhen said: "If you don't give a dojo, is it because you are afraid that the martial arts is not strong enough?"
Fakong said: "This involves complex thoughts. First of all, it is related to the number of martial arts masters. The dojo is a holy place for practice. Secondly, and more importantly, the other two countries have it. If I don't have it, I always feel inappropriate."
He began to look far away, passing through the mountains and obstacles, and saw Cao Jingyuan and Cao Jingchun who were in the palace, discussing the matter.
Cao Jingyuan looked solemn and his thick eyebrows were furrowed.
Cao Jingchun also frowned, shook his head and sighed.
There were only two of them in the main hall where they were. All the servants and guards were outside the main hall, forming a circle at a distance and not allowing anyone to get close.
The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive and silent.
"It seems there is no other way." Cao Jingyuan finally shook his head: "If it was just Daqian, we could still let people go directly to Daqian, but now that Dayun has opened a dojo, we can no longer do this."
Cao Jingchun said: "Brother Emperor, if we never give the dojo, the impact will not be big, right?"
"It's actually quite big." Cao Jingyuan said: "This dojo is not only a holy place for martial arts practice, but also has some magical powers, which are of great benefit to the people."
"But if they want to cast Buddhist spells, they have to believe in them." Cao Jingchun snorted: "This is forcing everyone to believe in him. It's too overbearing."
"It's up to them whether you believe it or not, but if you want to cast the rejuvenation spell, you have to believe him." Cao Jingyuan shook his head and said, "This is more domineering than the Great Miaolian Temple."
Cao Jingchun said: "Once there is a dojo, I'm afraid the Great Miaolian Temple will not give up. The two sides will definitely compete."
Daimyolian Temple needs devotees to maintain its transcendent status.
The establishment of the dojo will seize the followers of the Great Myoulian Temple, and the two sides will start to fight. There will inevitably be many conflicts, and there will definitely be a life-and-death fight.
This is the best.
The Great Myoulian Temple is now in a difficult situation and needs a powerful force to balance it.
I originally wanted to choose this powerful force among other sects, but so far, other major sects have not been able to support it. Even if it is powerful, it is far inferior to the Great Myolian Temple.
Just when I was worried that they would be embarrassed by their big task, Fakong's dojo was just right.
"Let's compete... let's compete." Cao Jingyuan looked at him with a smile.
The two looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other's thoughts.
Give the dojo to Fa Kong, and then use it to balance the Great Myoulian Temple, so as to prevent the Great Myoulian Temple family from becoming dominant and shaking the entire Dayong.
Now that Dayong is no longer troubled by foreign enemies, he is different from before.
In the past, I have never wanted to touch or suppress the Dai Myo Ren Temple because I need the strength of the Dai Myo Ren Temple to support me. However, the strength of the Dai Myo Ren Temple is a double-edged sword. One bad move can hurt me.
, shaking the country and the country.
The safest way is to weaken the Great Myoulien Temple, at least not to allow the Great Myoulien Temple family to dominate. This is for the good of Jiangshan Sheji, and it is also for the good of the Great Myoulien Temple.
"Brother Imperial, you should think twice." Cao Jingchun said solemnly: "Monk Fakong is not an ordinary person, he is not just a person."
"Snowy Mountains?"
"As far as I know, King Ming also has a relationship with Divine Monk Fa Kong."
"This is also his skill," Cao Jingyuan said with a smile: "He was able to come into contact with the divine monk Fakong in Shenjing and form a friendship."
"Prince Ming is still very powerful." Cao Jingchun said: "I'm afraid he can't wait. As the saying goes, the nights are long and the dreams are many, and there are many complications. He is eager to sit on the throne as soon as possible."
Cao Jingyuan frowned.
He thought for a while: "Are you worried that Fa Kong will support him and dethrone me early?"
"We have to be on guard." Cao Jingchun said: "After all, the throne is too attractive to people's hearts, and Divine Monk Fa Kong is also capable enough to help with this."
Don't talk about anything else, just get rid of the emperor's brother, Fakong can do it.
He would not personally assassinate him, but he could use Prince Ming's hand to do so, or even borrow Dayun's hand to get rid of the emperor's brother, and Prince Ming could succeed to the throne.
Cao Jingyuan said: "Prince Ming, he can't wait any longer?"
"It's quite actionable." Cao Jingchun said: "It should be ready to make a move."
Cao Jingyuan's face became serious.
"Brother, don't worry," Cao Jingchun said: "You can't touch Prince Ming yet, otherwise the princes will all start to act, which will inevitably affect the stability of our Dayong."
Cao Jingyuan hummed: "There is no limit to greed...but it's no wonder, you are the only one who can resist the temptation of the throne."
"Actually, I don't blame Prince Ming," Cao Jingchun laughed and shook his head: "If the emperor were not your brother, I would also fight for it, and I wouldn't be able to resist this temptation."
Cao Jingyuan snorted solemnly: "It seems I have to teach him a lesson and make him be more honest."