Fakong said: "Not from the three major sects, nor from the Six Paths of the Demon Sect."
Xu Qingluo asked curiously: "It is neither the three major sects nor the six demon sects. Is there any other sect in the world that the Southern Supervisory Office is afraid of?"
Fakong smiled.
Xu Qingluo asked in confusion: "Master, are there more powerful sects besides the three major sects and the six demon sects?"
"There are so many sects in the world, it can be said that they are countless. It is said that there are dragons and snakes in Daze. How can there be no sects with strong strength but average reputation?" Fakong said: "There are many sects who do not seek fame and only focus on making money.
, if you think that the top sects in the world only have these two, you are looking down on the heroes in the world."
"Then the sects of these two guys are very strong?" Xu Qingluo asked: "Is it stronger than any of the six paths of the Demon Sect?"
"The number may be insufficient, and the strength may not be as good, but they are difficult to deal with..." Fakong shook his head and said: "If these two die, many Nan Siwei will be unlucky."
"Monk, do you want to remind them?" Chu Ling asked.
Fakong smiled: "Your Highness, do you think they can listen to what we say?... It's better to go our way."
"Senior brother..." Fan Ning looked worried.
He felt that he should still be notified.
As for whether they will listen after being reminded and whether they can take it in, that depends on their own destiny.
But if you don't remind me, you will always have a grudge in your heart.
Fakong said: "Junior brother, if you want to tell them, then go ahead."
"Thank you, senior brother." Faning hurriedly titheed and floated away. His burly and strong body was like a feather drifting away in the wind. It seemed slow, but in fact it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xu Qingluo said softly: "Master, do you think it's useless?"
"Yeah." Fakong nodded.
"...It should have some effect, right?" Xu Qingluo whispered.
Master has almost no tricks, but it is impossible to see every little thing accurately without making any mistakes.
If they were reminded that there was something wrong with the sect of these two people, wouldn't they take it to heart and be a little more careful?
Any normal person would be more careful, right?
Fakong shook his head: "The Southern Supervision Department is now in a period of expansion. The green-clad internal department and the green-clad external department merge. They will think that they have won, and then they will have no opponents, and they will have an arrogant attitude."
"...Yes." Xu Qingluo nodded lightly.
Fakong said: "Under such circumstances, not to mention unknown sects, even the Six Paths of the Demon Sect are not taken seriously by them, and they may even be ready to take action. I wish these two sects were more powerful, so that they could
Let them show off their skills and show their prestige."
"Is this going to happen?" Xu Qingluo frowned and thought.
Fakong looked at Chu Ling.
Chu Ling said: "It's their business whether they listen or not. It's our business whether we say it or not. If we say it and they don't listen, they are seeking their own death. They can't blame us."
"Exactly." Zhou Yu nodded lightly.
She agrees with this point of view and acts in a way that is worthy of my conscience.
Fakong smiled.
Everyone has their own opinions and ideas, and he won't force them.
I am just a passerby.
Look at the world with cold eyes and watch the storm rise with a smile.
Fanning's burly and muscular body lightly caught up with him.
Xu Qingluo smiled quickly and said: "Uncle, did they listen?"
Faning scratched his head, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid..."
Xu Qingluo said: "Uncle, do you think you are making such a fuss?"
Faning nodded slowly.
After hearing his warning, they smiled strangely and looked playful, as if they had heard something funny.
Faning was just honest and kind-hearted, not stupid. Looking at them like this, he knew that his good intentions seemed to them to be contemptuous and looked down upon.
"Then forget it, let's go." Fakong said.
Faning sighed and nodded.
The moonlight was like water, and they walked quickly under the moonlight. The wind in front of them gradually became colder, and the frost began to fall.
"Master, do we have to keep rushing?" Xu Qingluo asked puzzledly: "Are you not in a hurry?"
"It's up to you." Fakong said, "If you want to hurry, you can hurry, and if you want to rest, you can rest."
"Then let's find a place to rest for the night. It won't be too late to start our journey again tomorrow."
"Exactly." Chu Ling responded positively.
"Hey, there's a temple over there." Zhou Yu pointed in the distance, and they saw a cluster of firelight in the distance, which was the firelight of a temple in the mountains.
Everyone speeded up and came to the mountain temple and saw a blazing bonfire inside.
This mountain temple is in dilapidated condition. The door of the main hall is gone. You can directly see that half of the mountain god statue in the hall has been broken, with only half of the mud body remaining.
There is still some paint left on the tire body, there is no offering table, and a bonfire is burning in the open space in front of the mud tire.
Six men were sitting around the campfire.
These six men looked like two groups of people, one wearing yellow shirts and the other wearing green shirts. They sat clearly separated on the left and right, facing the bonfire together.
Amidst the crackling sounds, the bonfire burned brightly, driving away the chill of the night, and the jumping firelight illuminated the faces.
When Fakong and his party arrived outside the temple, two groups of people turned their heads to look over at the same time.
When they saw Xu Qingluo, her three children, and Fakong's four adults, their eyes just turned around in an exploratory manner, their expressions unchanged, and they remained solemn and solemn.
Fakong and the others did not look threatening. Their temples were not bulging, and their eyes were not shining. They did not look like masters.
Xu Qingluo stepped forward and clasped her fists and said: "Seniors, we are tired from the journey and want to come in and have a rest. Is it convenient?"
She spoke with a pleading look in her big eyes.
Zhou Yang secretly pouted.
Lin Feiyang originally wanted to speak, but when he heard Xu Qingluo say this, he stopped talking and looked at Xu Qingluo with a smile.
"We are all brothers from all over the world. Don't be polite. Come and sit." A middle-aged man in a yellow shirt said solemnly.
"Thank you, senior." Xu Qingluo suddenly smiled sweetly: "I haven't asked my senior for your name yet. This little girl, Xu Qingluo, is a registered disciple of Daxueshan Vajra Temple."
"Daisetsu Mountain Vajra Temple?" As soon as he said these words, surprised shouts came out one after another.
Everyone who was originally indifferent looked solemn and couldn't help but sit up straight. Their expressions and aura suddenly changed.
Their eyes fell on Fa Kong and Fan Ning, especially on their bald heads.
Xu Qingluo pointed her finger in the sky and said with a smile: "My master is a disciple of the Vajra Temple. He is genuine and fair."
The dharma is empty. Heshen said calmly: "The poor monk's dharma is empty."
"Poor monk Faning."
"Master Fakong, Master Faning, I'm disrespectful." The two groups returned the courtesy and stood up.
Xu Qingluo raised her slender eyebrows at Chu Ling, feeling proud.
In the shadow of a famous tree, the name of the Daisetsu Mountain Kongang Temple is indeed enough. If you walk in the martial arts world, you can thrive by relying on the reputation of your master.
Chu Ling looked surprised.
She didn't expect that these powerful martial artists would change their faces so quickly.
Their temples are bulging, their eyes are shining, and you can tell at a glance that they are well-cultivated and have extraordinary aura.
When Xu Qingluo first started, everyone looked like a master.
But after hearing the name Xu Qingluo reported, their reserve and pride suddenly disappeared, and they immediately changed to respectful expressions.
Is the name of Daisetsuzan Vajra Temple really so powerful?
The two groups had been secretly competing with each other before, and now they stood up and squeezed each other, leaving an area for Dharma Kong and them to sit down.
Fakong and Fakonghe thanked each other and sat down without being polite.
Xu Qingluo sat next to Fa Kong, while Lin Feiyang sat on the other side, blocking Fan Ning on both ends.
After sitting down, in the blazing campfire, the atmosphere among everyone became warm and no longer deserted as before.
The faces that had been tense all the time showed smiles.
A middle-aged man in a yellow shirt said with a smile: "The Daxue Mountain is mysterious and unparalleled. We yearn for it. We are lucky enough to see it today. What a blessing! ...Master, I don't know where it came from?"
"Shenjing." Fakong smiled and said, "Don't you know where you want to go?"
"What a coincidence, we are going to Shenjing." A middle-aged man in green shirt said with a smile: "Master is from Shenjing, do you know about the Southern Supervision Department?"
Fakong nodded and smiled: "The Southern Supervision Department? It has just been established and it is in full swing. How could you not know it?"
"We just go to the Southern Supervision Department and want to be a Southern Supervisor."
"This is a good place." Fakong nodded.
"Master also thinks this is a good place?"
“A rare place to visit.”
"Is there any eminent monk in Daxue Mountain who will join the Southern Supervision Department?"
"This..." Fakong shook his head: "Not yet."
"Why doesn't Daxueshan join?"
"The poor monk is just an ordinary disciple, he only knows how to act according to orders." Fakong shook his head and said with a smile.
The person who asked the question also smiled sheepishly and quickly changed the subject: "Which company or prime minister do you think it is best for us to join?"
Fakong is so young. Although he wears cassock, he should have some status, but after all, he is too young to make the decision.
Asking him why Daxueshan disciples did not join the Southern Supervisory Department was really embarrassing for him.
Fakong muttered: "Dongcheng needs manpower the most, right? He was just killed by the green-clad undercover, and now he should need more manpower."
"Kill... kill them all?" Everyone was shocked.
Fakong smiled and looked at Xu Qingluo.
Xu Qingluo immediately took over the conversation: "Seniors, don't you know about the conflict between the Southern Supervision Department and the Green-clad Internal Affairs Bureau in Shenjing?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"Then let me tell you..."
Xu Qingluo spoke eloquently and vividly, causing everyone's expressions to change and their expressions to become serious.
They originally thought that after joining the Southern Supervision Department, they would suddenly become the Southern Supervisor, with a majestic appearance and full confidence in their actions.
I never expected that after joining the Southern Supervision Department, I would turn out to be so dangerous and in danger of being destroyed at every turn.
Although the two yamen have compromised now, who knows whether there will be any stumbling blocks.
They looked at each other for a moment.
Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "But it shouldn't matter now. The Emperor is furious. The Department of Green Clothes and the Southern Supervisory Department don't dare to mess around anymore. It can calm down for a while, right, Master?"
"Yeah." Fakong nodded.
Lin Feiyang said: "I guess it won't last long, and the Southern Supervision Department will become increasingly unable to swallow this breath."
They suffered a serious setback this time. Even if the green-clad insider joined the green-clad outsider, he seemed to be punished even more severely.
But it is an indisputable fact that so many Nan Siwei were killed. This will become a shame to everyone in the Southern Supervision Department. The stronger the Southern Supervision Department is, the more they will be unable to bear this shame.