Everyone appeared in his mind, and his mind encompassed everyone. No one could escape within a radius of five kilometers.
After experiencing the rain praying ceremony, the four major infantry yamen had enough experience, so this time they arranged the people who came to participate in the praying ceremony in an orderly manner without any chaos.
Coupled with the generous help from other parties, the entire prayer ceremony did not feel chaotic at all.
Everyone is clearly arranged.
As soon as they approached the outer courtyard, armored soldiers came up to them and asked them to show the rejuvenation spell written by Master Fa Kong himself, and then arrange their positions according to the numbers on the rejuvenation spell.
While leading them to a certain location, he explained in advance that they should not move at all once they were standing. Even if there was any unusual movement later, don't panic. As long as they stood still, nothing would happen if Master Fakong was there.
Seeing the armored sergeants standing solemnly around them, the unscrupulous people who originally wanted to make a fuss and incite people's hearts stopped thinking and kept calm.
Fakong still had his eyes closed, and his voice rang in the ears of Xin Wang Chuxiang: "Your Majesty, the scholar in the east, south, and south directions, wearing a blue shirt and a white scarf, is a disciple of the Kunshan Holy Cult."
Chu Xiang was standing at the end of the crowd, followed by several guards. The nearest one was the burly and muscular general Yue Minghui.
He nodded slightly and then waved his hand.
Yue Minghui, who was as tall as a bear, stepped forward and asked, "General?"
"East, two, south, three directions, blue shirt, white scarf, scholar."
"Yes." Yue Minghui said solemnly.
He waved, and two armored soldiers followed, followed by two masters from the Shenwu Palace, approaching an area quietly.
He stepped forward directly, reached out and caught the scholar, like an eagle catching a chicken.
He found that the scholar was motionless as if he was petrified.
He immediately sealed all the opponent's acupuncture points, knowing that this was Fakong's method, and said in a deep voice: "How dare the fugitive thief sneak in and throw himself into a trap!"
The scholar in the blue shirt had no excuse and could only watch as he was taken away, knowing that his identity had been discovered.
But there is nothing we can do.
He came alone and did not contact other disciples of the Kunshan Holy Sect so as not to expose each other.
Therefore, when he was caught, other Kunshan Holy Cult disciples probably did not arouse their vigilance.
Why was he suddenly restrained by the vast power, unable to struggle, and feeling desperate?
Fakong's voice rang in Chu Xiang's ears again: "Three to the east, two to the north, an old man with a purple robe and a silver beard, two to the west, three to the south, a deer-headed man in gray robes with a sword, three to the west, three to the south, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a scar on his forehead.
…”
He mentioned nine people in one go.
Chu Xiang remembered it in one breath and ordered Yue Minghui to continue, so nine more disciples of the Kunshan Holy Sect were arrested.
They were all caught obediently and behaved like fools, causing people to talk and be curious.
If he was really causing trouble, why didn't he make any move, didn't resist or run away, and just kept his hands tied like this?
Only Yue Minghui and the others were shocked when they knew the details.
Master Fakong's method is really powerful. He can quietly make them lose their resistance and keep them motionless. It's like searching for something in a bag, without any challenge at all.
Chu Xiang also secretly admired that Fakong's body-fixing spell was becoming more and more amazing, its power was beyond imagination, and it had developed into magical powers.
His Buddhist mantras are becoming more and more like supernatural powers.
Fa Kong's eyes were still closed and he was motionless. A gust of wind blew, and the purple and gold cassocks were moving.
After getting rid of these masters of Kunshan Holy Cult, the remaining troublemakers are just small troubles and are no longer enough to affect the overall situation.
He slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes as deep as the sea slowly glanced over the crowd below.
People have been staring at Fakong. Even if they are talking a lot, they are still staring at Fakong's motionlessness.
Because his motionless behavior with his eyes closed was so strange that it attracted everyone's attention, and every move he made stirred up people's thoughts and emotions.
Looking at Fakong's profound gaze, everyone felt as if they were looking at themselves and looking at each other.
I feel inexplicably guilty and at the same time inexplicably happy.
Guilty conscience means that his eyes seem to be able to see through what he is thinking, and he feels a little guilty for no reason, even though there is no ghost in his heart.
My heart was filled with joy when my eyes met, as if I knew Master Fakong from now on, and Master Fakong also knew me.
My level seems to have suddenly risen, and I now have bragging rights.
Fa Kong closed his eyes again.
The clairvoyance saw that a quarter of an hour later, six more Kunshan Holy Cult disciples suddenly blew themselves up.
This time, because they were unprepared, more than twenty people died in an instant. Fortunately, he activated the rejuvenation spell in time, allowing these twenty-three people to wake up in time.
Even so, people were still anxious and uneasy, and the scene was a little restless for a while and seemed to be in chaos.
At this time, he cast the Heart-Calming Curse to calm everyone down, but even so, bad effects were still caused.
The fear of the disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult is still deeply rooted in people's hearts. People are inexplicably afraid. Whenever they hear this name, they will think of this scene.
Since you can't fight, then take refuge and become friends instead of enemies.
This is what many people have in mind.
This attack will cause too many people to secretly help Kunshan Holy Cult, and the strength of Kunshan Holy Cult will probably rise to a higher level.
Fakong's thoughts moved slightly, Zaileng looked at it with his clairvoyance, and then a voice rang in the ear of Xin Wang Chuxiang: "My lord, don't take action this time, let the experts from Jingbei Palace do it."
Chu Xiang nodded lightly.
Fakong's voice rang in the ears of Jingbei Prince Fan Ye: "Prince Fan, three in the east and three in the south, wearing a yellow robe embroidered with green patterns..."
He quickly reported the locations of these six people.
Fan Ye was standing at the southeast corner. He raised his hand to indicate that he understood, and then waved to order several masters in the mansion to go down.
They quietly moved out at the same time and took away the six stunned young people. Everything happened calmly and calmly.
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King Yi Chuyun was standing in a restaurant, looking at the situation on Fakong's side through the open window. They could see clearly even though the distance was far away.
You can see clearly here, and the distance is far enough that even if there is chaos, it will not be affected. It can be said to be the best viewing position.
There were two old men standing next to Chu Yun, one was round, white and fat, the other was tall and thin, like an old pine.
Chu Yun said casually: "Master Fakong has been keeping his mind closed. Is he recharging his energy, or is he just being mysterious?"
The plump and plump old man chuckled and said, "In view of my humble position, this is just trying to be mysterious. As an eminent monk, you always want to be a little mysterious and a little dignified."
"Well..." Chu Yun looked at the other old man.
The old man, who was as strong as a pine tree, said in a deep voice: "From what I see, it doesn't seem like it's just being mystical. On the contrary, it must have a profound meaning."
"Lao Zhu, are you deliberately going against me?" The fat, plump old man laughed and said, "You must go against my words!"
The pine-like old man Zhu Song said in a deep voice: "Master Zhou, I am telling the truth. Your Majesty, I have studied the deeds of Master Fakong deeply and found that the actions of Master Fakong are unpredictable and often unexpected.
Those who are capable of what others are unable should never be taken lightly, let alone speculate based on ordinary people's thoughts."
"What do you mean by an ordinary person?!" Zhou Kun said angrily: "Am I just an ordinary person?"
Zhu Song said in a deep voice: "It is the vulgar opinion of ordinary people to regard Master Fakong's move as a pretense!"
"Okay, okay, I'm an ordinary person, you are a genius and you are a wizard, that's fine!" Zhou Kun snorted: "Then tell me, why did Master Fakong do this? Why don't you start and keep your eyes closed?
, asking everyone to wait, what else is it if it’s not a pretense?"
"Didn't you see those people?" Zhu Song snorted: "Did Mr. Zhou turn a blind eye to those people who slipped out?"
"Those people may be troublemakers, not worth mentioning."
"Oh, from what I have seen, they are probably disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult, who deliberately came to cause trouble, and were caught by Master Fakong in advance."
"Isn't it possible?" Zhou Kun frowned and said: "The Forbidden Palace has not been sent out to worship, how can it be possible to identify which one is a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult?"
"Master Fakong has obviously mastered this skill." Zhu Song said slowly: "This shows that Master Fakong should not be underestimated."
He turned around and said: "Your Majesty, Master Fa Kong is not an enemy. If I predict correctly, Master Fa Kong should be using his clairvoyance to predict the future and thus deduce which one is a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult."
"Oh——?" King Yi Chuyun said in surprise: "Is Master Fakong's clairvoyance really so accurate?"
"I'm afraid it's more accurate than imagined." Zhu Song said calmly, stroking his beard: "Master Fakong's cultivation is still weak, so it is impossible to see through the Kunshan Holy Cult disciples through martial arts like the Forbidden Palace Enshrinement. There is only one possibility, magical power
, and among the five great magical powers, only the clairvoyance can see through the future at a glance, and thus infer which disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult are the disciples. The other magical powers are difficult to identify because there are too many people and it is too confusing."
"No wonder Master Fakong dared to hold a grand ceremony of this scale." Chu Yun thought thoughtfully: "I really underestimated him."
"I'm afraid everyone has underestimated Master Fakong." Zhu Song shook his head and said, "Including Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Kun snorted and said: "This is just a guess. Master Fakong is powerful, but he is not as powerful as Mr. Zhu boasted. Could it be that he has received some benefits by boasting about Master Fakong like this?"
"Master Fakong and I are strangers, what's the benefit?" Zhu Song snorted: "Don't treat ordinary people as yourself."
"Master Zhou, what's wrong with me, what's wrong with me!"
…
Chu Yun ignored the quarrel between the two and was thoughtful.
If this is what Master Fakong deduced, then Master Fakong's clairvoyance is indeed astonishing.
What else can't he see?
You can see everything in advance and predict the future. How amazing is that?
It's a pity that he won't come to help him. Otherwise, if he thinks about everything in advance, wouldn't he be omniscient and omnipotent?
They were discussing here, and not far away in another direction, the burly King Chu Hui of England was in another restaurant, looking through the open window.
Next to him was the Crown Prince Chu Jing, and a thin old man, who was glaring at the situation on Fakong's side and also discussing Fakong's actions.
What on earth are you doing? Why do you keep your eyes closed, then suddenly open them and then close them again? Why don't you start? Is it to whet your appetite, or is there some other mystery behind it?
In addition to them, there were many people around who were observing and discussing.
Including many experts in the field, they also felt that Fakong was a little baffled as to why he opened and closed his eyes for a while.
What are you doing?
If we have the time, we might as well start early and cure those around us who are sick and about to die soon.
If this delay continues, I'm afraid everyone will become impatient and start to rebel.