Chu Ling suppressed her curiosity and returned to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.
I came to Fa Kong's small courtyard and found that Fa Kong was not there. I went to the pagoda garden and found that Fa Kong was still not there.
Her curiosity suddenly turned into anger, and she said bitterly: "Qingluo, where is your master?"
"Master is here and there, I don't know." Xu Qingluo was posing in a strange pose.
This is the secret method of foundation building that she is following Xu Zhijian's teachings.
Such a strange posture may seem simple, but there are countless key points and tips that cannot be done correctly without sufficient qualifications.
The more precise it is, the better the effect.
Xu Qingluo has a photographic memory, a strong spirit, and meticulous manipulation of her body to achieve this perfect pose.
She was feeling wisps of heat coming from all directions in her body, drilling into every inch of her skin, bones and marrow.
Every time you get a ray of heat, your body becomes stronger.
This clear feeling of being strong was so wonderful that she couldn't stop.
"He didn't say?"
"No." Xu Qingluo replied nonchalantly: "Sister Chu, what are you doing with Master?"
"Nothing." Chu Ling hummed.
"Didn't you stop talking to Master?" Xu Qingluo said with a smile, "It's only been a few days."
"Humph, of course I won't talk to him." Chu Ling puffed up her chest proudly, reached out to touch Xu Qingluo, and moved her fingers slowly closer.
Xu Qingluo hurriedly begged for mercy.
Only then did Chu Ling give up proudly.
At this time, Fakong was walking quietly with his hands behind his hands in Puguang Temple outside Tianjing City.
His eyes crossed the space and saw Meng Zhizheng.
The deputy general manager of Prince Chun's Mansion, Meng Zhizheng, was responsible for hunting down Zhang Yishan and Zhu Ni.
Meng Zhizheng, dressed in purple robe, stood outside the door of Prince Chun's Mansion, acting as a guard.
There are also three guards together.
When people came in and out of Prince Chun's palace, they would glance at him and greet him very rarely. They would only give him a half-smile glance, and then pretend not to see him.
Some people think that saying hello to him will only make him embarrassed, so it is better not to say hello.
Some people simply think that he has lost power and will be difficult to regain, so it is better to stay away from him to avoid bad luck.
Fa Kong saw his appearance and nodded slightly.
Prince Chun's Mansion really has clear rewards and punishments. One of the dignified deputy general managers punished him mercilessly after he neglected his duties.
Thinking about how prominent Meng Zhizheng was at the beginning and how depressed he is now, this must be a reminder to everyone in Prince Chun's Palace.
If you do things carelessly and neglect your duties, Meng Zhizheng is an example.
I'll do it even if the deputy general manager says it, let alone ordinary people.
Fakong stood in Puguang Temple and quietly observed Meng Zhizheng, observing Meng Zhizheng's heart attentively.
He wanted to see if Meng Zhizheng had any complaints against Prince Chun's Mansion, and whether he had any complaints against Prince Chun, and whether he could take advantage of them.
Finally he shook his head.
Meng Zhizheng felt nothing but reluctance at not being able to catch the murderer, and a hint of anger at being deceived.
Everyone thought it was Dayun's doing.
But he felt vaguely that something was not right.
Dayun does not act in such a secretive manner, he often acts openly and openly, fearing that the world will not know.
This style of conduct seems to be that of Daqian.
As one of the deputy managers of Prince Chun's Mansion, he knew that what Huangquan Valley had done at the time was not only to go to Dayun, but also to Daqian twice.
Although it failed to cause Daqian to suffer losses, it actually caused losses to the people of Huangquan Valley.
Is this the end of Daqian?
Don't you want to take revenge on Huangquan Valley?
If you don't take revenge, there will be one and two in Huangquan Valley, and there will be three and four in Huangquan Valley, and they will never give up.
Therefore, Da Qian is extremely suspicious.
But these suspicions can only be kept in the stomach, and there is no way to tell Prince Chun, lest Prince Chun feel that he is making excuses.
Prince Chun hates people who make excuses.
Fakong frowned.
He didn't expect Meng Zhizheng to have such a keen intuition.
Although he concealed his aura and concealed their whereabouts.
But in the end, there was still no way to hide it from everyone in the world.
There are always some smart people who can guess who Da Qian is without even needing clues or evidence.
Fortunately, they couldn't guess it was them.
His eyes turned to Prince Chun's Mansion.
Prince Chun's palace was empty, and Prince Chun was still not found.
Fa Kong did not see King Chun twice before, as if King Chun was never in the palace.
He looked at Meng Zhizheng again.
Meng Zhizheng was thinking about Prince Chun, thinking that Prince Chun was in the palace every day, almost living in the palace, and only returned to the palace at night.
He was vaguely worried: Be careful if this goes on.
As the saying goes, it is prosperous and then in decline. Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. It is not a good thing to be too close to the emperor.
Fa Kong shook his head.
He looked towards Dayong Palace.
Suddenly he felt something vague, and quickly looked away, his heart slightly shuddering.
At this moment, I actually felt dangerous.
My current cultivation level has reached the peak and perfection of Baoqi Realm, and the next step is the Liangyi Realm.
The fifth level of Vajra Indestructibility has been completed, and it is only a little short of the sixth level. As long as you accumulate merit for another half month, you can step into the sixth level.
Who can threaten such a powerful self?
But since your intuition tells you this, you should listen to your intuition and don't set your sights on Dayong Wulin.
So as not to get burned.
Thinking of this, he returned to the Vajra Temple in a flash.
When he came back, he found Chu Ling sitting at the table, enjoying tea, leisurely and contentedly.
Fakong laughed and sat opposite her: "How about this tea?"
"It's better than I brought it." Chu Ling shook her head.
Fakong smiled and said: "That's not necessarily true. This is the tea produced by the Great Bright Peak. It is grown up by bathing in the heart of the Great Bright. It is not an ordinary product."
"No wonder it has the effect of purifying the mind." Chu Ling nodded: "Unfortunately, the taste is not good."
Fakong said: "The taste is just a little bit different."
"That's bad." Chu Ling snorted: "What did you write to my father? My father's face changed."
Fakong shook his head: "Your Highness, it's better not to know."
"Can't I know?" Chu Ling stared at him.
"If Your Highness wants to know, it's better to ask from the Emperor."
Chu Ling stared at him steadily.
Fakong smiled and said: "Your Highness, are you scolding me in your heart for being as timid as a mouse?"
"It is infinitely bigger than a mouse." Chu Ling snorted: "What can't be said about this? Is it still a major event in the world?"
Fakong nodded slowly.
Chu Ling's heart was itching like a cat scratching, and she wanted to know more and more.
Fakong said: "If you can't say it, you can't say it, otherwise the emperor will be angry. If you really know, how can the emperor not tell you?"
"Huh!" Chu Ling knew that it would be futile to talk any more, so she stood up and said, "Let's go!"
She turned around and walked out.
But as soon as I walked to the release pond outside, and when I wanted to take a look at the turtles by the pond, I suddenly stopped.
Her bright eyes widened, staring blankly at the two people who walked in slowly.
The person in charge is Xin Wang Chuxiang, who is cool and upright.
But beside him was Chu Xiong, the Emperor of Daqian.
When Chu Xiang saw her, he frowned and his face darkened: "Little sister, run here again!"
"Father...Father...?" Chu Xiang hesitated, turned around and looked around, but found no pilgrims.
Not finding any other monks, he hurriedly jumped to Chu Xiong's side and whispered: "Father, why are you here!"
Chu Xiong was dressed in a purple robe, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was graceful and noble. Walking together with Chu Xiang, he looked more like a brother than a father and son.
"I'll come over and take a look." Chu Xiong said with a smile: "I wrote the plaque myself, but I haven't come over to take a look in person yet."
"There's nothing to see here." Chu Ling said in surprise: "No...Isn't he missing?"
"You girl, you are making such a fuss," Chu Xiong said, "I just came over to take a look and see if I scared you."
"Why am I scared?" Chu Ling said hurriedly: "I'm not scared, I'm just curious."
She knew it must be related to that letter.
Did Monk Fakong write that letter to invite his father to come and meet him?
When my father saw the letter he wrote and asked him to come over to see him, he became angry and felt that Monk Fakong was too much.
If you want to see him, it should be Monk Fakong who goes to see his father.
But, isn’t it a big deal?
This doesn't seem like a big deal, right?
Her clear eyes flickered as she made various guesses.
Chu Xiong smiled and shook his head.
Chu Xiang said: "Little sister, you go back, my father and I will go see the master."
"I'll go too." Chu Ling said hurriedly.
Chu Xiang lowered his face and started to scold him.
Chu Xiong said: "That's it, just let her follow."
"...Okay." Chu Xiang was helpless.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't be allowed to know this kind of thing. People talk a lot and must not let it out.
But who makes her the younger sister? She is the most beloved princess of her father.
Chu Lin happily took Chu Xiong's arm and said, "Father is better!"
She said to Chu Xiang: "Brother, you are becoming more and more pretentious. You want to control me in everything. You are not lovable at all!"
Chu Xiang shook his head: "If you don't mess around, I won't care about you."
"Anyway, you are different from before." Chu Ling snorted.
Chu Xiang snorted helplessly.
The three of them slowly arrived at Fakong's small courtyard.
Fakong was already standing at the table, smiling Heshen: "The poor monk Fakong has met your Majesty. Your Majesty is coming to visit you, but you are far away to greet him."
Chu Xiong looked at him indifferently and stood with his hands behind his hands: "You shouldn't call yourself a poor monk, but the Dharma Master."
"I'm not worthy of it." Fa Kong said gently.
"You are too modest." Chu Xiong said lightly: "With magical powers and Buddhist mantras to save all living beings, if you don't dare to take the title of Dharma Master, who can?"
Fakong stretched out his hand and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, please."
Chu Ling had already stepped forward to make tea and brought it to Chu Xiong: "Father, you are here just in time. This is tea picked from the Great Guangming Peak. It is good for practice."
Chu Xiong sat down, took the tea cup and took a sip, squinted his eyes slightly, and nodded with satisfaction: "It is indeed Guangming Tea, it does have the power to clear the mind."
Fa Kong sat opposite him.
"Fakong, you should know why I am here."
"Your Majesty, you don't believe it?"
"Why teach me?"
"Your Majesty should know about the ancient demon sect."
"Yeah." Chu Xiong nodded.
Chu Xiang and Chu Ling were confused.
They have no impression of the ancient demon sect at all and have never heard of it.
"Huangquan Valley and Netherworld Sect were originally Huangquan Netherworld Sect, one of the branches of the ancient Demon Sect."
"Um."
"Later, the Huangquan Valley and the Netherworld Sect split into two sects. One is the Huangquan Valley, which is rooted in Dayong, and the other is the Netherworld Sect, which is rooted in Dayun."
"I know this."
"The Netherworld Sect has surrendered to Emperor Dayun and is the secret guard of Emperor Dayun." Fakong said slowly.
Chu Xiong's face darkened slightly.
But he didn't know this.
His eyes were burning, staring at Fa Kong.
Fakong continued: "Although the Netherworld Sect and Huangquan Valley are divided, they are not inseparable, nor are they enemies. Instead, they secretly communicate with each other and are connected by the same branch."
"Hey." Chu Xiong sneered.
He even hid it from him.
"Their contact can be hidden from the world." Fakong said softly: "So..."
Chu Xiong nodded slowly, thoughtfully: "How did you know?"
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, you should know that I have fate knowledge. I killed a master of Netherworld Sect before and learned some secrets through fate knowledge."