As the guards of Prince Ming's Mansion, they will have to withstand the impact of a violent storm. Can they withstand it?
We can't let them withdraw at this time.
This is not only a heavy blow to their confidence, but also a heavy blow to their reputation. Once the reputation of being greedy for life and fear of death is known, it will be difficult to turn around.
So the most important thing is to improve their strength.
They are already great masters. If they want to go one step further, it's not that easy, so let's give this formation a try.
This is the result of merging the essence of all the formations he has experienced so far, as well as his profound understanding of the laws of movement in the world.
He felt that his formation was not inferior to that of the Wuji Sect brothers, and was even better.
As long as they can master it, they can cope with this violent assassination, and even escape unscathed at worst.
"Bang bang bang bang..." The muffled sound was endless.
They kept attacking wildly, trying to break Fakong's defense. As for the fear of hurting Fakong, that was definitely not the case...
They knew that even if the four of them mastered the formation, even if they tried their best and performed exceptionally, they would still be unable to hurt him even a hair.
Fa Kong turned into four shadows and entangled with them, and his voice sounded: "Too weak! Too weak!"
The four shadows looked like four people. They did not speak at the same time, but one sentence after another, as if they were echoing in the valley.
Xu Qingluo and the others gritted their teeth and tried their best.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The four shadows suddenly shook Xu Qingluo and the others away, and then suddenly merged in the middle, condensing into one shadow, revealing Fakong's true body.
He glanced lazily at the four people who were stumbling back, and shook his head: "No, you lack a kind of strength."
"What power?" Chu Ling asked.
Xu Qingluo said softly: "Is it a desperate effort?"
Fakong nodded: "When you took action, your lives were not at stake, and the tension of either your death or my death did not inspire the ruthlessness in your bones."
This fierceness that comes from the bones can truly stimulate oneself and stimulate one's potential.
Without this fierceness, potential cannot be unleashed.
In this way, no matter how many times you practice or compete against each other, you will never be able to truly reach your limits and stimulate your potential.
"In this way..." Chu Ling frowned and said, "This is not what we want, right? We have never encountered that kind of situation."
Fa Kong nodded.
What Chu Ling said is true. This kind of ruthlessness is indeed not something you just want to have. It needs to be stimulated by real situations.
They have been going smoothly and haven't really encountered any danger yet.
And even if they are in danger, they are confident that they will save them, so they don't panic.
"Master, are you going to be in trouble?" Xu Qingluo asked.
Fakong directly summoned them, gave them initiations and teachings on the formation, and then discussed the matter in one go, without allowing them to ask any more questions.
Xu Qingluo had long since stopped thinking about it, but she had been holding back and not asking any more questions. Now she finally couldn't help but ask.
Fakong said: "Dayun's revenge is coming."
"Dayun Assassin?" Zhou Yang said with a smile: "Uncle, although Dayun Assassin is powerful, it is not as powerful as expected. We can handle it."
Especially now that Zhu Ni's cultivation has greatly improved, her sound-killing skills are even more earth-shattering and almost invincible.
No matter how many Dayun masters and assassins come, it will not help.
Fakong said: "This time is different, you can't catch it."
"Then we...?" Xu Qingluo frowned and said, "Master, we can't withdraw, we can only hold on?"
Fakong nodded slowly.
Xu Qingluo said: "Once we have practiced this formation, will we be able to withstand it?"
Fakong continued to nod.
Xu Qingluo looked at the other three people.
"Come again!" Chu Ling snorted.
They had a perfect tacit understanding. When Chu Ling spoke, she already signaled with her eyes. As soon as she finished speaking, the four of them rushed towards Fa Kong at the same time, almost a sneak attack.
Fa Kong turned into four shadows and continued to defend.
…
In the evening, Fakong was eating with everyone. Suddenly he raised his head and glanced to the north, his eyes flashed with golden light.
He put down his chopsticks: "You guys eat first, I'll go take a look."
"Master is going to Tianjing?" Xu Qingluo asked hurriedly.
She asked with concern: "Did something happen to Prince Yi?"
Fakong said: "It's not Prince Yi, it's Monk Yuande who came to see me."
He glanced at the crowd and said: "Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe, you two join forces to deal with the formation of the four of them and deal with them severely. No mercy."
"Yes." Lin Feiyang's eyes shone and he chuckled: "Don't worry, Abbot, I will greet them well!"
He grinned with a cruel smile: "Xiao Qingluo, I want you to know that fighting someone is a matter of life and death, and this is no joke."
"Uncle Lin." Xu Qingluo chuckled: "We also want you to know what the real formation is!"
"Hey, that's great!" Lin Feiyang sneered.
Xu Qingluo and the other four also sneered.
Fanning shook his head at the side.
All of them acted as if they were serious, but they were afraid that they would still be soft when they hit them, so they wouldn't be able to be ruthless.
Fu Qinghe looked at Fa Kong.
Fakong said: "Let's kill them. There is divine water here. It's hard to die. As long as we don't directly chop off their heads, it doesn't matter."
"Yes." Fu Qinghe nodded solemnly.
Chu Ling snorted.
She sensed danger.
Fu Qinghe is different from Lin Feiyang.
Lin Feiyang said he was fierce, but he was soft-handed when he took action, unable to make a real killing blow.
Fu Qinghe is different.
He is taciturn and doesn't say a harsh word, but he kills people.
After Monk Fakong said this, Fu Qinghe would never hold back, he would really kill him.
Fakong stood up and took out the snow handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the corners of his mouth, and then disappeared without a trace.
The next moment he appeared in Yongkong Temple.
Outside Yongkong Temple, the divine monk Yuande had already appeared outside the door.
He was dressed in a bright yellow monk's robe, which was slender and handsome. The monk's robe did not appear wide and bloated on his body, but instead made him appear rich, handsome and extraordinary.
With one hand clasped behind his back, he stood quietly in front of the temple and looked at Yongkong Temple. His expression was solemn and calm, and his eyes flashed like lightning.
This is when the Gang Qi all over the body has been condensed to the extreme. It is completely condensed in the eyes, and the eyes are like lightning.
His divine eyes want to see through Yongkong Temple.
But Yongkong Temple is blocked by invisible forces. Standing so close, you can't see the reality, and you can only feel the vastness.
He was awestruck in his heart.
I originally thought that I couldn't see clearly from a distance because it was too far away, or there were some other arrangements in Yongkong Temple, or there were some treasures guarding it.
Now that I'm standing closer and looking at it, I feel completely different.
He felt as if he was in a fog, at a loss as to where he was, and almost lost himself.
The more he looked, the more confused he became, and the deeper he fell.
In a daze, I felt as if I was in a thick fog, surrounded by fog, with no sense of direction from east to west, nor even the difference between up and down.
He desperately tried to break through the thick fog, but he couldn't break through it. Instead, he walked deeper and deeper into the fog.
He tried every means to push the inner magic of the Great Myolian Temple to the extreme, and his whole body exuded a hazy white light.
Focusing on a trace of spiritual awareness in my heart, I walked slowly step by step. Suddenly my eyes lit up and I realized that I was already a hundred meters away.
Before I knew it, I was already a hundred meters away from the entrance of the temple.
With a solemn expression on his face, he stood there and meditated for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the temple gate, arriving under the plaque of the temple.
This time, he didn't feel like the thick fog locked up the world last time.
As he expected, the more he activated his cultivation, the more powerful his counterattack became. If he stopped his cultivation, there was no obstacle.
But when he reached out to touch the brass door knocker of the temple door, his vision blurred.