Only by accumulating step by step can we completely overthrow the Divine Sword Peak.
It is impossible for Daimyolian Temple to destroy Divine Sword Peak. The only one who can truly bring down Divine Sword Peak is the Dayong Imperial Court.
The only person who made Dayong's court determined to destroy Shenjian Peak was Dayun. Having an affair with Dayun, he could be stabbed in the back at any time, which was a fatal threat.
But just relying on collusion with the Mi Shen Sect and just smiling at Mi Hua cannot make the Dayong court make up its mind.
To make the Dayong court believe that the collusion between Shenjian Peak and the Mysterious Sect is already the limit, no more can be expected.
Ning Zhenzhen thought of this, shook his head and said: "Senior brother, if you want to overthrow the Divine Sword Peak, I'm afraid it won't be accomplished in a short time."
Fakong smiled.
Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes flashed: "Is there hope?"
"It still depends on the Mi Shen Sect." Fakong said with a smile.
In fact, he has never been idle. He has been exploring the reality of the Mystic Sect through clues step by step.
He could vaguely judge that the relationship between the Mi Shen Sect and the Dayun Imperial Court was probably not simple, and the further situation still needed to be explored.
"Senior brother, how do you explore the Mystic Sect?" Ning Zhenzhen said thoughtfully, "How about I go there myself?"
Fakong shook his head: "It's too dangerous."
Once you enter the main altar of the Mystic Sect, you will not be able to see it, which is extremely dangerous.
Since the Mysterious God Sect can blind their own magical powers, they may not have the ability to see through Ning Zhen's true identity and her relationship with him.
Even if the chance is small, he still won't take the risk.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "What should we do?"
Fakong smiled: "Don't be in a hurry, take your time."
He once wanted to extract the memory pearls of those who died, but unfortunately, their memory pearls could not be extracted.
There was an invisible force that made them die, and their souls were immediately destroyed.
This reminded him of the original Eternal Night Moon God's power, which was very similar.
Since you can't extract the Pearl of Memory, you can use Fate Communication and observe the masters of Mi Shen Sect to understand and explore bit by bit.
As long as masters from the Mystic Sect keep coming, their understanding will continue to increase.
As stronger masters appear, they will see more, the higher the level, the stronger the confidentiality, and the clearer they will be able to see the Mystic Sect.
He looked at Ning Zhenzhen and said with a smile: "Junior sister, there is no need to rush, just take your time."
With a long life span, and the current situation has begun to ease, Dayun Emperor Hu Lieyuan has plans to cease the war, as do Da Qian and Dayong.
The common threat is Zhenlongyuan.
The next few years should be a time of peace.
But these are not the reasons for his lack of impatience and urgency.
But after reaching the Baji realm, if you want to go up, you need to do nothing.
The more urgent, the more eager and the more forced you are, the more out of reach you will be. On the contrary, you can only hope to get it after you let it go.
But if you really don’t have desires or desires, and you don’t seek anything at all, you can’t achieve it.
The subtlety in this is actually extremely subtle, it exists in one mind and cannot be described in words.
Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly and said: "I really don't have to worry. With Master Yuande and the others protecting us, Divine Sword Peak can't do anything for us for the time being."
Fakong said: "It might be a good thing that Jade Butterfly Sect disciples can unleash their potential in such an environment."
"Their cultivation has indeed increased significantly recently." Ning Zhenzhen pursed her lips and smiled.
The two chatted for a while, and Fa Kong said goodbye and left.
"I've caught you!" With a sneer, sixteen middle-aged men fell from the air and surrounded Xu Qingluo and the four of them.
At this time, it was already evening two days later. Xu Qingluo and the others stopped at the foot of a mountain peak and lit a bonfire.
The setting sun was still shining, and the woods were deep and quiet.
It's winter now, and most insects and animals are hibernating. The mountains and forests are extremely quiet, with only the crackling sounds of jumping bonfires.
The four of them, Xu Qingluo, were sitting by the campfire, looking at the sixteen middle-aged people gathered around them, looking at them curiously.
"What are you going to do?" Xu Qingluo snorted and threw a piece of wood into the bonfire: "Are you going to kill us?"
"...Not bad." The middle-aged man in front of me was handsome and handsome, with bright eyes and a look of compassion on his face: "What a pity...it's only because you are a disciple of Monk Fakong."
"You don't dare to kill Master, so you come here to kill us?" Xu Qingluo's beautiful face showed a look of disdain: "It's so funny."
"He has someone to take care of him." Junyi, a middle-aged man, shook his head: "You can't escape."
"So our master and disciple will still meet below?" Xu Qingluo looked at them, shook her head and said: "Before I die, I have only one question: Why did your Mi Shen Sect kill the master?"
The setting sun shines on her back and the bonfire shines on her face. Her bright eyes are shining and her eyes are particularly moving.
Zhou Yu shook his head gently: "They don't know either."
Xu Qingluo said: "You don't even know? This group of masters should be more powerful than the previous group."
Zhou Yu said: "They are stronger, but they are also acting under orders."
"It seems that it is really difficult to understand everything." Xu Qingluo sighed helplessly and glanced at the handsome middle-aged man: "You really don't know, right?"
Junyi, a middle-aged man, said coldly: "You are a bit courageous, and you are beautiful. It's a pity. I will be reborn in Dayun in my next life, and never come to Dayun again."
He raised his hand and was about to wave it fiercely to signal for action, when Xu Qingluo said again: "I have one more question."
The handsome middle-aged man raised his right hand in the air and said coldly: "Speak!"
Xu Qingluo said: "Do you really think you can kill us?"
"That's enough!" Junyi, a middle-aged man, said.
Xu Qingluo shook her head and said: "We can't even do more than a hundred people, but you want to kill us with just a dozen of you?"
"More than a hundred... just a mob." Junyi, a middle-aged man, said: "There is no need to delay the time. Monk Fakong cannot come here."
Xu Qingluo chuckled: "Master doesn't come here, but if others do, you can't kill us."
"Hey!" Junyi, a middle-aged man, sneered.
"Amitabha..." a Buddha's name sounded slowly.
Everyone looked up and saw the tall and burly monk standing on the top of a pine tree a hundred meters away.
He is as strong as an iron tower. Standing on the top of the pine tree, people worry that he will step on the pine branches at any time, or even the entire pine tree.
He was dressed in a gray monk's robe, with a big face that was calm and intimidating. His facial features were much larger than those of ordinary people, and he was majestic and strong.
Xu Qingluo threw the last piece of wood in her hand into the bonfire, clapped her jade palms, stood up and said together: "Master Ci'en."
Monk Ci'en asked: "Miss Xu..."
Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "According to Master's order, I asked Master Ci'en to go to the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple again. Unexpectedly, I met these masters of Dayunmi Shen Sect on the way. They insisted on killing me and then Master."
"Mishen Sect..." Monk Cien's face darkened and he said coldly: "Why do you want to kill Master Fakong?"
Xu Qingluo shook her head and said: "Uncle Master said they didn't know why they wanted to kill Master, but they were just following the order of Master's sect."
Monk Ci'en flashed and appeared in front of Xu Qingluo like a ghost. He looked coldly at the handsome middle-aged man and glanced at the sixteen middle-aged men.
Monk Ci'en Heshi said calmly: "Dear donors, please come back."
"Monk, do you want to mind your own business?" Junyi, a middle-aged man, shook his head and said, "I advise you to think twice."
"I'm a guest here. Besides, Master Fakong has been kind to me, how can I just turn my back on him?" Monk Ci'en said warmly, "I hope all the donors will do the best for me."
The handsome middle-aged man stared at him.
Monk Ci En responded calmly.
After ten breaths, the handsome middle-aged man paused in mid-air and waved his hand.
The fifteen people who were originally surrounding them suddenly retreated and returned behind the handsome middle-aged man.
"Farewell." Junyi, a middle-aged man, bowed his head, turned around and left. The remaining fifteen people followed closely and quickly disappeared from Xu Qingluo's sight.