Meng Qinghe looked at the four of them and felt their momentum.
They exuded a suffocating aura, the air became thicker, they could not breathe, and their chests were so tight that they made it difficult to breathe.
But under such circumstances, inexplicable power began to surge from the deepest part of the body.
She knew that this was the seeds of sword intent surging, stimulated by them, and wanted to break through the ground and sprout.
She gradually figured out a way to condense the sword's will - stimulation.
Or encountering a life and death crisis, or encountering such a strong stimulus, will speed up the concentration of sword intent.
If they can keep this momentum suppressed, maybe they can gather the sword intent this time.
Once the sword intention is condensed, his previous sword skills will no longer be superficial and flashy, but will become a real killing sword.
Meng Qinghe looked at the four of them quietly, his clear eyes focused on the cold and handsome middle-aged man in front of him.
Hu Yunxuan gasped, feeling overwhelmed by the momentum and angry at the arrogance of these four guys.
My own majestic twelfth princess was actually ignored by them, as if they didn't even see me.
I don't believe they really don't recognize me.
As a disciple of the four major sects, it is simply impossible not to recognize the prince and princess. I am just pretending not to recognize her.
How arrogant this is, even more arrogant than the princess herself!
Meng Qinghe held Hu Yunxuan's hand, shook it gently, and signaled her to stop talking, so as not to humiliate herself and embarrass the Dayun royal family.
If they pretended not to recognize her, they were determined not to give her the face of a princess. If they really tried to point it out, they would still pretend not to recognize her and insist that she was a fake princess, which would be a huge loss of face.
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Hu Yunxuan blushed with anger.
Another stream of cool nectar fell, completely calming her inner lake and no longer boiling.
All the anger disappeared in an instant. Even if she wanted to be angry, she couldn't get angry. There was peace in her heart.
Even though she rationally told herself that she should be angry, she just couldn't get angry.
She glared at Meng Qinghe angrily.
Meng Qinghe smiled and shook his head, his eyes continuing to cast towards the middle-aged man who was as cold as ice.
The middle-aged man frowned and said calmly: "Have you thought about it? Should you die here or leave?"
Meng Qinghe looked solemn, let go of Hu Yunxuan's hand, turned around and titheed in the direction of Daqian Shenjing, and said solemnly: "Twelve of us came to Yunjing under the orders of the abbot to promote the Dharma, so that all living beings can hear the Dharma and escape from the sea of suffering.
Even if we go through all kinds of hardships and obstacles, we will never give up until we achieve our goal."
She shook her head gently, her voice soft but firm: "We will not leave without the abbot's order."
"Huh, that's just asking for death." The middle-aged man said coldly: "If that's the case, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Meng Qinghe said: "The Wuchang Sword Sect, as the Dayun Sword Sect, is trying to learn some great tricks. Even if I die under your swords, I will never take a step back."
Hu Yunxuan said hurriedly: "Master Yuanchun..."
Meng Qinghe shook his head and said: "Your Highness, please step back and allow us to fight to the death."
Hu Yunxuan narrowed her bright eyes, raised her eyebrows, stared coldly at the four great masters of the Wuchang Sword Sect, and sneered.
Meng Qinghe stopped her from saying anything, and suddenly stretched out his hand to seal her acupoints.
Hu Yunxuan was extremely puzzled and her eyes widened.
Meng Qinghe helped her sit at the table nearby, turned to look at the four middle-aged men, and said calmly: "Four donors, please stop."
Eight nuns surrounded the four of them with their swords pointed at them, their expressions cold.
"Ahem." The cold-hearted middle-aged man coughed twice and said calmly: "Wait a minute."
Meng Qinghe frowned and stared at him.
She was a little confused.
A hint of suspicion arose. They were really masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect. They couldn't be fake, right?
According to the Wuchang Sword Sect's behavior, shouldn't we have taken action earlier?
Why are you so dawdling, as if you are stalling for time and don't want to take action? Why is this?
Her senses were extremely keen and her reactions were extremely quick. She had already discovered the clues, and it seemed that the four of them were in no hurry to take action.
It was even said that the four of them had no intention of taking action.
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Are you really the attendants of Divine Monk Fa Kong? You are women!"
Meng Qinghe said calmly: "In the eyes of the abbot, men and women are no different. They are just skins for crossing the river."
"How do you prove that you are the attendants of Divine Monk Fa Kong?" the middle-aged man said solemnly.
Meng Qinghe chuckled and said: "Why do you need proof? Who in the world dares to act in the name of the abbot?"
"That's not necessarily true." The middle-aged man shook his head and said solemnly, "What if you are really pretending?"
Meng Qinghe returned the sword to its sheath, formed a seal with his hands, and cast a heart-purifying spell on the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at her in surprise.
Meng Qinghe said calmly: "Whether it is Daqian Dayong or Dayun, in this world, besides the abbot, who else has the power to cast Buddhist curses?"
"Is this the Buddha's mantra?" The middle-aged man nodded slowly, his expression changed, and his cold eyes flickered endlessly.
Hu Yunxuan frowned.
She couldn't speak or move, but she could see clearly and realized something was wrong. The four great masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect were too lazy.
Originally, she thought that the four great masters would take action without hesitation as soon as they came in. If she were here, she might still be able to block them and save a few people.
But their behavior was completely different from what I thought. It was not at all clean and neat, nor ruthless as the Wuchang Sword Sect had always been.
Meng Qinghe said calmly: "There is no other home in the world. We are ordered to come here to spread the Dharma, so the abbot has given us the ability to cast Buddhist mantras to save all sentient beings from suffering."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "This is Yunjing, not Daqian. You must know that Dayun and Daqian are rivals."
Meng Qinghe said: "The abbot once said that the interests of the country and the country should not be neglected by the people. The abbot's wish is that everyone in the world can save themselves through Buddhism and escape from the sea of suffering, Amitabha!"
"Amitabha!"
All the women chanted the Buddha's name together at the same time, solemnly and calmly, but making people feel excited and respectful.
"Monk Fakong is so generous!" The middle-aged man said slowly: "That's it, let's go!"
They turned around and left.
The girls did not block their way and allowed them to leave the King Kong Villa and disappear without a trace.
Zhou Aotian and the others, who were watching from the rooftop next door, suspected that they were dazzled and turned to look at each other to confirm whether they had seen it wrong.
They kept staring at the King Kong Villa and felt a cold sweat for the girls of the King Kong Villa.
However, the companions around him all looked blank, and it was obviously difficult to understand the actions of these four great masters.
Hu Yunxuan also widened her eyes in disbelief.
Meng Qinghe and the girls looked at each other and smiled.
But they understood.
Meng Qinghe stepped forward to untie Hu Yunxuan's acupuncture points and said sheepishly: "Your Highness, I've offended you..."
"Why did they leave?!" Hu Yunxuan glared at her and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it too weird?"
Meng Qinghe smiled brightly: "Does your Highness think it's weird?"
"Isn't it strange?" Hu Yunxuan snorted: "Looking at the aggressiveness, I thought I was going to kill someone, but I said a few words to scare you, and then I saw that I couldn't scare you, so I just left!"
The more she thought about it, the weirder she felt, and she asked doubtfully: "They didn't want to kill you at all, right?"
"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded slightly, with a look of regret on his face.
If their momentum had been maintained longer, their sword intent would have been condensed two points faster, but it was a pity that they retreated so quickly.
"Strange..." Hu Yunxuan shook her head in confusion.
According to her understanding of the Wuchang Sword Sect, they are not sympathetic and will not be soft on them just because they are women.
It is not surprising that the Wuchang Sword Sect is arrogant and does not want to pay attention to himself as a princess and does not give him face.
Surprisingly, they actually stopped and did not kill Meng Qinghe and the others.
Meng Qinghe smiled and said: "Maybe they feel that they are not sure enough and will invite some great masters when they return?"
"You are so strong!" Hu Yunxuan chuckled: "But no matter what, it is worth celebrating. You escaped."
"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded lightly: "No matter what, I have to thank Your Highness for your kindness!"
At the critical moment, Hu Yunxuan did not dodge and shouldered the Wuchang Sword Sect. This is not something ordinary people can do.
Hu Yunxuan has a distinguished status, but in this world, the strong are respected. As a princess, it would be extremely unwise for her to offend the Wuchang Sword Sect.
Who knows if Wuchang Sword Sect will be used in the future?
The Impermanence Sword Sect is not just a sect, but a towering giant tree with tangled roots and countless overt or covert forces and characters.
After offending the Wuchang Sword Sect, she doesn't know who will trip her up at any time, and it's hard to guard against it.
Either from the palace or from the martial arts world.
Hu Yunxuan waved her hand: "You're welcome, I can't help you much. As a princess..."
She smiled to herself.
A princess with no real power but only a false name can bluff ordinary people or scare courtiers, but she will not be a deterrent to martial arts sects such as the Wuchang Sword Sect.
They just pretend to be stupid and don't recognize themselves. Even if they reveal their identity, they deny it and firmly believe that they are fake.
My father would not blame the Wuchang Sword Sect because of a widowed princess, causing a gap between him and the imperial court.
When Hu Yunxuan said this, she suddenly realized: "I know, they don't kill you because of Master Fakong, right?"
Meng Qinghe shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it may not be because of the abbot, there may be other reasons."
She actually believed in her heart that it was because of Fakong.
But because of what Hu Yunxuan had just experienced, she couldn't speak directly.
The Wuchang Sword Sect did not dare to act recklessly because of concern for the abbot's face, but he did not take the princess seriously at all.
This hit Hu Yunxuan too hard.
Hu Yunxuan became more and more certain: "It should be because of Master Fakong!...Humph, they are afraid of Master Fakong."
Meng Qinghe said: "Your Highness, let's go back and talk."
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At this time, in the abbot's courtyard of the Vajra Outer Courtyard, Fakong withdrew his gaze.
He took a sip of tea, deep in thought amid the steaming white steam.
Why does the Wuchang Sword Sect dare not kill?
Is it because you know something?
Under normal circumstances, although one's reputation is great, it is only the reputation of a rain praying ceremony, and the deterrent effect is not enough.
Many people were dubious about the destruction of the Yeyue Sect and did not believe it.
So, why is the Impermanence Sword Sect so afraid of him?
Instead of feeling honored and excited, he felt doubtful.
What does the Wuchang Sword Sect know that others don’t know? Why do they know it?