Li Ying asked: "If it weren't for that relic, would he really dare to kill me?"
Fakong nodded slightly.
Li Ying frowned and said, "Does he know my identity, or does he still want to kill me?"
Fa Kong nodded.
Li Ying said: "Isn't he afraid of being punished by the court?"
Fakong shook his head: "If you commit a crime, how will the court punish him? Catch him and kill him?"
"That's for sure." Li Ying nodded.
Fakong said: "He will not die calmly, he will escape, and he is sure to escape."
Li Ying frowned.
Fakong said: "After killing you, his cultivation level will increase greatly. I'm afraid the court won't be able to catch him."
Li Ying said: "Is he going to run away for the rest of his life?"
Fakong said: "He will think that this is a kind of tempering and practice, and even practice will make it stronger."
"Then why did you finally back down?"
"Because he is not afraid of being punished by the imperial court, but he is afraid that Fu Mo Temple will be punished." Fakong said: "He can escape, but Fu Mo Temple cannot escape."
Li Ying snorted and said, "Because of this relic?"
Fakong nodded lightly and said: "Without this relic, he would have no scruples, and his heart would be selfless and open-minded. Now that he has this relic, he has selfish motives."
He shook his head and said, "You must be able to understand the mystery behind this."
Li Ying was thoughtful and suddenly let out a chuckle: "A relic broke his Taoist heart."
Fakong nodded.
Li Ying's bright eyes flickered, and her eyes wandered over him.
Fakong smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"If it's a poisonous move, only you can use it." Li Ying shook her head and sighed.
Fakong took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Don't accuse me wrongly. I didn't say anything. It was all your own ideas."
"Okay, it's my poisonous move." Li Ying smiled sweetly and rolled her eyes at him: "Don't you think it's too hypocritical?"
Fakong laughed: "There is a difference between thinking and doing. Master Ci'en's spirit of sacrifice is still worthy of praise."
Li Ying hummed: "Just because our Demon Sect is expected to unify, they want to kill me. It seems that as long as I become the Demon Lord, I will definitely bring disaster to the world."
Fakong smiled and said: "Others will not believe that you can control the entire Demon Sect. Your Demon Sect is too prosperous now."
Li Ying snorted and said coldly: "It's just a flower display. Looking at the flowers, in fact, it has been internally and externally trapped for a long time."
Fakong said: "From the outside, it seems that the masters of the six paths of the Demon Sect are like clouds. Once the six paths are unified, they will surpass any of the three major sects and become a super sect, thus dominating the world."
"It's ridiculous." Li Ying said angrily: "They don't even think about it. After so many years of accumulation, the three major sects can't be matched by the Demon Sect."
Fakong smiled and said, "It's a pity that there are so few people in the world who are as sober as you."
The three major sects seemed to be going silent and declining, but in fact it was just the opposite. After they gained territory, they developed even more powerfully. However, they were all well versed in the art of keeping a low profile and kept a low profile.
In fact, the number of masters accumulated is extremely amazing.
When these top players reach a certain stage, they begin to hide from the world, making people think that they are no longer here, but in fact they are still alive and well.
Li Ying said: "It's not that there are few sober people, it's that you three sects are cunning and treacherous and deliberately concealed it."
Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.
Li Ying hummed: "What if that guy comes again?"
Fakong shook his head: "It's probably difficult to come back again."
Li Ying was not excited at all, but felt a little disappointed.
Fa Kong smiled: "You want to take revenge."
"Don't you want to?" Li Ying snorted: "How can you really tolerate him being so arrogant and rude?"
She had never seen it with her own eyes, but she had heard Xu Qingluo say it.
Xu Qingluo was holding her breath and wished she could teach him a lesson, but unfortunately she knew she was outmatched and dared not act rashly.
She tried to take the initiative several times, but Monk Ci'en was bound to fight back, leading Fakong to take action and teach Monk Ci'en a lesson.
Finally gave up.
She knew that if she really did this, she would be severely punished by Fakong.
Fakong smiled and said: "I still have a little bit of ambition, it's just a bit of a look, so why worry about it."
Li Ying pursed her lips and chuckled.
The two of them already know each other very well. Who doesn't know the other? It's a joke to say that they are hollow and broad-minded.
Fakong chatted with her for a while.
As the deputy director of the Green Clothes Department, Li Ying has been receiving news from the Green Clothes Department through Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai even though she was injured and in retreat.
Therefore, she knew so many anecdotes that she didn't have to worry about having nothing to say to Dharma Kong. Instead, she had endless things to say.
When Fa Kong saw that it was almost time and needed to practice the Jade Liquid Solid Form Technique, he said goodbye to her and returned to the mountain peak to practice.
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After practicing the Jade Liquid Solidification Technique, Fakong sat on the mountain peak, bathing in the gentle night breeze, and turned his eyes to Monk Ci'en.
Monk Cien stayed awake and kept running.
In order to return to Fumo Temple as quickly as possible, he walked in a straight line, passing through mountains and rivers, skimming water when he saw it, and passing directly over the town when he saw it.
He was so fast that people just felt a gust of wind passing by, thinking it was their own illusion and did not think he was a person.
Fakong's eyes fell on him, but he didn't notice it this time.
Fa Kong judged that this was because of the great distance.
Therefore, his sensing ability is related to distance. If the distance is too far, he cannot sense it, which makes Fakong feel relieved.
"Bang bang bang bang..." A muffled sound sounded from an alley.
Monk Ci'en stopped abruptly.
He went from movement to stillness almost instantly.
It seemed like he had been standing on the wall, looking down at the six people below who were surrounding him and killing one person.
Monk Ci'en frowned and looked at the six people.
He had lived in Fumo Temple for a long time and did not recognize the martial arts skills of these seven people. However, when he saw six people surrounding and killing one person, he was not in a hurry to kill them like a cat playing with a mouse. Instead, he used the tip of his sword to add wounds to the opponent's body.
I suddenly felt unhappy.
Through the methods of these six people, we know that they are not good people, their intentions are not right, and their behavior is improper.
And the young man who resisted bravely, gritted his teeth and refused to give in even though he was teased and slashed with a sword, and kept resisting desperately, seemed more pleasing to the eye.
What's more important is that this young man faced the swords of six people with his bare hands.
He solemnly declared the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"
The sound of the Buddha's trumpet was like thunder, which shook the minds of the seven people and made their movements stagnant.
The next moment, Monk Ci'en appeared next to the young man like a ghost, holding him up and appearing at the entrance of an alley ten feet away.
He is as tall and burly as a bear, but as fast as a ghost, and his body seems weightless, giving people a strong sense of contrast.
When the six young men saw this, their expressions changed slightly.
One of the round-faced young men, Heshi, said with a smile: "Who is the master?"
"I'm just a poor monk and an unknown person. Please forgive others if you have to." Monk Ci'en said solemnly: "Six donors, let's stop here."
"Master and the person named Liu are in the same group?" the round-faced young man said with a smile.
Monk Ci'en shook his head: "The poor monk is just passing by."
"That's when you see an uneven road and draw your sword to help. You are truly a hero." The round-faced young man stepped forward slowly and said, "I admire you, I admire you."
The other five young men also approached with him.
Monk Ci'en said in a deep voice: "Do you want to make a sneak attack?"
The round-faced young man kept walking and said with a smile: "Master, do you really want to meddle in other people's business?"
"The poor monk has taken charge of this matter."
"Does Master know our identity?" The round-faced young man said with a smile, "Does he know his identity?"
"Listen attentively." Monk Ci'en said solemnly.
The round-faced young man smiled and said, "Master, have you ever heard of..."
When he finished speaking, he suddenly drew out his sword. The sword's light was as bright as a sword, and the swords of the remaining five people followed.