"So, there will be another war between the two sides?" asked a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt.
Lin Feiyang nodded: "One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The Southern Supervision Department is getting stronger and stronger. Why don't you want to wash away the shame?"
"But your Majesty..."
"The Emperor is furious. No matter how angry he is, he will not disband the Southern Supervision Department. The Southern Supervision Department is already a dominant force and cannot be replaced." Lin Feiyang snorted.
Fa Kong and Fan Ning looked at Lin Feiyang in surprise.
These words were not something Lin Feiyang could say.
Can Lin Feiyang think so far ahead?
It's okay for him to cook and eavesdrop on assassinations, but it's absolutely impossible for him to think about things so far away.
Lin Feiyang coughed lightly and said helplessly: "Of course, I heard these words from others."
Fa Kong smiled and nodded.
Fan Ning said worriedly: "If the Southern Supervision Department and the Green Clothes Department really take action again, I'm afraid not just one or two or even twelve or three people will be lost."
When Lin Feiyang reminded him, he suddenly felt that the matter was serious.
If there is really going to be another conflict, then there is a blood feud. How can we restrain ourselves? We will definitely fight to death.
Fakong smiled and said nothing.
"Alas!" Both the yellow-shirted and green-shirted groups sighed.
They were frightened when they heard it.
"Master Fakong, in your opinion, should we go to the Southern Supervisory Department, or should we not go to the Southern Supervisory Department?"
"In my humble monk's opinion, I'd better go." Fakong smiled and said, "Since the donors have thought about it, of course they have to take action. Otherwise, they will keep thinking about it. After all, they still have to go. It's better to go early than to go late."
"But……"
"Then let's go to Dongcheng." Fa Kong said warmly: "Even if the two yamen conflict, Dongcheng should still be safe, safer than other yamen."
"...Okay." The middle-aged man in yellow shirt said with emotion: "None of them are pure lands. I really envy you, Master. The Snowy Mountains..."
He looked fascinated.
In the eyes of ordinary people in the martial arts world, Daxue Mountain is mysterious and unreachable, as if it is not a super sect in the same world.
Being able to enter such a sect means a lifetime of glory. Although Daxueshan disciples rarely travel in the martial arts world, once they do, who would dare to go against them?
That’s so boring!
They have the deepest experience, with a mixture of awe and envy.
They would never dare to offend the disciples of the Daxue Mountain. All the disciples of the Daxue Mountain are geniuses and wizards that are elusive and unattainable. Anyone placed in the sect is the talent of the sect master.
Fa Kong smiled.
He can understand how these people feel.
In the previous life, it would have been like a scumbag who didn't go to high school facing students from Qingbei. No matter how nice he said it, no matter how successful he was, he would still feel envious in his heart.
A young man in green shirt couldn't help but said: "Master Fakong, Daxue Mountain disciples really don't need to join the Southern Supervision Department."
Fakong raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
The young man in green shirt was handsome, with bright eyes full of ambition. He said solemnly: "If I were a Daxueshan disciple, I would not join the Southern Supervisory Department."
"Why?" Fakong asked with a smile.
The young man in green shirt said solemnly: "The identity of Daxueshan disciple is strong enough and does not need the Nan Siwei of the Southern Supervision Department to support the appearance. Unlike us, with the identity of Nan Siwei and without the identity of Nan Siwei, the status is completely different.
different."
Fakong smiled and nodded.
This is a new way of thinking.
Therefore, when three people are walking together, one of them must be my teacher, and three cobblers are worth one Zhuge Liang.
It really refreshed him.
The young man in green shirt continued: "Joining the Southern Supervisory Division has invisibly lowered the aloof status of Daxue Mountain. As a disciple of Daxue Mountain, you actually want to listen to the Southern Supervisory Division."
Fakong smiled and said: "The Southern Supervisory Department is the imperial government office. No matter how powerful Daxue Mountain is, it still belongs to the people of Daqian, just like the disciples of the three major sects will join the green-clad outer and inner departments."
In this regard, they are wrong.
In the eyes of ordinary people in the martial arts world, the status of the three major sects is so transcendent that they can ignore the imperial court.
This actually overestimates the status of the three major sects.
On the other hand, the disciples of the three major sects are more sober, not so arrogant, not so high-minded, and don't take the imperial court in their eyes.
On the contrary, the disciples of the three major sects still maintained a sense of awe towards the imperial court.
The more I know about it, the more I realize how powerful the imperial court is, and it cannot be matched by the three major sects.
The world thinks that the disciples of the three major sects entered the green-clad outer division and inner division for the sake of experience, to sharpen their worldly minds and improve their cultivation.
In fact, there are indeed reasons for the three major sect disciples to enter the imperial court. What is more important is to deepen their ties with the imperial court and establish inextricable connections.
Instead of staying away from the court and becoming more and more isolated, the court can easily destroy them if they want to fall out.
"I think the Southern Supervision Department is different from the green-shirted internal and external departments. They are not as good as the green-clad internal and external departments." said the green-shirted young man.
Fakong smiled: "Looking at it now, it is not as good as it is for the time being, but how can we say for sure in the future? It may even surpass the Green Division. It is the right time for you to join now."
"Master Fakong, I have always had a doubt in Xia Chu Jiangong. I have been thinking hard but cannot solve it."
"Donor, please come and listen."
"When I practice swordsmanship, I always feel that the sword fits me, as if it is integrated with me, but I can't really control the sword."
Fakong said: "Donor, you are holding a sword, this is an illusion, just put it aside, the human and the sword are one, it is impossible without a unique secret technique, the feeling of the human and the sword being one at this time is all an illusion. , is a necessary obstacle stage for swordsmanship to enter the palace. If you are swayed by illusion, you will go astray and deviate from the foundation of swordsmanship. You must know that a sword is a sword and a person is a person, and they cannot be unified."
"Is there really a secret technique that can combine humans and swords?"
"have."
"That……"
"That is not something that ordinary people can practice. It requires extremely high qualifications." Fakong shook his head and smiled: "It is better to walk down the path of righteousness and peace."
"Does the master have such a secret skill?" Chu Jiangong, a young man in green shirt, asked.
Fakong smiled and nodded, and suddenly stretched out his hand.
A long sword as clear as a stream of autumn water appeared in his hand.
No one even saw clearly where his sword was or how he unsheathed it. One moment he was empty-handed, and the next moment he had a sword.
"Buzz..." Fakong shook slightly, and the sword trembled slightly, making the sound of more than a hundred bees flying together.
Fakong raised his left index finger and middle finger and gently stroked the sword body. The sword body immediately calmed down and trembled, like a well-behaved child.
Fukong flipped his wrist, and the long sword flashed and disappeared without a trace, disappearing into Fakong's sleeve.
But they couldn't see where the sword had gone. It seemed to have gotten into the sleeve, but there was no way there would be no trace at all.
Fakong smiled and said: "The integration of man and sword is impossible without a unique secret technique. It requires a lot of energy. Moreover, if you don't have a high level of cultivation, there is no hope of achieving it."
"Then what level does it take to reach that level?"
"Grand Master."
"...Master, are you already a great master?" The young man in green shirt Chu Jiancheng was unbelievable.
For him, the Grand Master was something he had only heard of but never seen. It seemed like another world that was far away.
Fa Kong nodded lightly.
Chu Jiangong didn't believe it. He turned to look at the others with a smile, and then looked at Fakong: "Master, you..."
Fakong suddenly released his momentum.
Everyone present suddenly felt that they were being pressed down by a mountain, almost crushing themselves into powder.
My heart beat faster and my vision went black.
Fa Kong converges his breath.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. The mountain was moved away and they could breathe again. This feeling was so happy.
Fakong smiled and said: "You are all heroes. If you can join the Southern Supervision Department and practice hard, you may not be able to take charge."
"Then let me borrow the good advice from the master." Chu Jiangong said with a forced smile.
The way he looked at Fakong changed now.
Awe and curiosity.
Chu Ling had been observing their expressions carefully and found that they were more in awe of the Snowy Mountains than the imperial court.
There seemed to be a vast gulf between the Daxue Mountain disciples and them, and their status was immediately clear.
Even though there were many of them, they still felt unspeakably reserved when sitting by the campfire, as if they had changed from hosts to guests.
Early the next morning, the two groups said goodbye to Fakong and the others, and then disappeared into the morning mist.
After they ran hundreds of steps along the treetops, they turned around and saw that Fakong and his party were no longer in sight.
"Huh!" Chu Jiangong, the young man in green shirt, let out a long breath, shook his head and said, "I never expected that there would be such an adventure."
"It is indeed a rare adventure." A middle-aged man in green shirt next to him nodded: "Master Nephew, what a harvest, right?"
"It is indeed a great harvest. With just a few words of advice from Master Fakong, it is like seeing the mist through the clouds. You are worthy of being a master of the Snow Mountain!"
"That was a rare encounter. I didn't expect this great disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect to be so generous."
"To be firm is to be generous." Several people nearby agreed.
They also felt that they benefited a lot from it.
They feel that every word of Fa Kong goes straight to the point, to the doubts about their own cultivation, and even to the points that Master has not been able to fully explain.
With a few words from him, the original confusion and ambiguity suddenly became clear, and my understanding of swordsmanship and mental skills immediately reached a higher level.
"What a pity..." Chu Jiangong shook his head: "After all, we are not blessed enough to be able to listen to advice all the time."
"What are you thinking about!" The middle-aged man in green shirt said with a smile: "Master Nephew, you are too greedy. You still want to follow him all the time. It is a rare opportunity to meet such a person."
"The Daxue Mountain is truly worthy of its reputation. You have become a Grand Master at such a young age."
"Maybe it's because of your appearance." Someone said, "I became so young because I became a Grand Master."
"It's very possible..."
Everyone was talking a lot and kept their feet on the ground.
Fakong and his party also continued to go south. Xu Qingluo asked Fakong in confusion why he wanted to call them.
There was nothing perfunctory about what he said. Every sentence went straight to the point, but it was all true. It was too generous.
"Let's form a good relationship." Fakong said calmly.
Xu Qingluo's big eyes suddenly flashed, and she asked curiously: "Master, is there a big shot among them?"
Fakong said: "It's okay to be a Sicheng. It's that Chu Jiangong."
"He... I don't like him, he is too utilitarian." Xu Qingluo said.
Chu Ling also nodded: "He is indeed a restless guy, his eyes are so flexible."
Zhou Yu said: "I don't like him either. The corners of his eyes keep turning up, and he looks arrogant."
Chu Ling asked curiously: "Sister Zhou, you actually know physiognomy?"
"I understand a little bit." Zhou Yu smiled.
She likes reading and has read a lot of books in the Scripture Collection Pavilion.