His expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he was pacing faster and faster with his hands behind his hands.
From the Zitanxuan case, walk a dozen steps to the left, turn around, walk a dozen steps to the right, then turn back, and the cycle begins again.
Zheng Yuanhe shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, when things have reached this point, do we have to retreat? We are only one step away. Wouldn't it be a pity to fall short?"
"This step is completely different." Hu Houming said coldly: "If you can't kill Xu Qingluo, it will definitely lead to his revenge. More importantly, even if you really kill Xu Qingluo, you will definitely be able to lure him here?"
"It's natural. He only has such an apprentice, how could he not like him?" Zheng Yuanhe said with a smile: "If he really wants to be killed by us, can he swallow this breath?"
"What if he sees through your mind and doesn't come over?" Hu Houming snorted, "Do you have any other tricks?"
"Then kill his fellow disciples," Zheng Yuanhe said: "Kill the disciples of the Vajra Temple, don't worry if he doesn't come!"
"But what if he doesn't come by himself, but invites someone to come?" Hu Houming said: "Like Xu Zhijian of the Guangming Holy Sect!"
As soon as he mentioned this name, his face became extremely gloomy.
Xu Zhijian's reputation in Dayun Wulin is so great that he is so majestic and inviolable that many people are afraid of him.
Therefore, the Daguangming Peak Mountain Range is now so stable that people no longer dare to sneak across it.
Dayun Wulin was almost suppressed by him alone.
This feeling made him extremely hateful. He hated Dayun Wulin for not living up to expectations and being unable to count on him at critical moments. He also hated Xu Zhijian.
If he could kill Xu Zhijian, he would never hesitate.
Zheng Yuanhe frowned: "No?"
"He is an extremely cautious person and will never be easily tricked." Hu Houming shook his head: "What's more, her apprentice is not so easy to kill."
Zheng Yuanhe looked solemn and said slowly: "My lord, if you back down now, it's probably useless."
"You have been wearing a turbid stone, so you can also cover me. It just so happens that I also have a turbid stone. The two turbid stones together..." Hu Houming said: "He will not find me."
"...Your Majesty is smart." Zheng Yuanhe laughed in surprise: "Your Majesty has thought of his retreat in advance."
Hu Houming smiled proudly: "Don't think about victory before thinking about defeat. This is the most important thing for me when I march to fight."
Zheng Yuanhe looked solemn.
His heart was filled with unwillingness and anger.
I never expected that Hu Houming would retreat at the critical moment.
I originally thought that if the masters of Mi Shen Sect failed, there would also be masters from Prince Lun's Palace. Prince Lun's Palace would definitely be able to mobilize more great masters and it would definitely succeed.
But he never expected that Hu Houming would be so cowardly that he would immediately shrink back and not dare to do it again.
Then wouldn’t I be busy in vain?
Did all the masters in the sect die in vain?
He was furious and mad in his heart, but he suppressed it firmly and did not show any trace of it, only showing his unruly attitude.
This is the confidence of a top expert to face the princes and nobles. As long as he is strong enough, the princes and nobles do not need to flatter him, or even speak politely.
People in the martial arts world are so wild and unruly. To the princes and nobles, as long as they are useful, that's fine.
"I think it's better to wait a while." Hu Houming said lightly: "The matter can't be too urgent. Think about it, even if he fails to kill Xu Qingluo, how can he give up?"
Zheng Yuanhe frowned.
Hu Houming said: "Killing Xu Qingluo may make it easier to lure him over. This will make him underestimate the strength of your Mi Shen Sect and come here without any scruples. If Xu Qingluo is really killed, even if he is angry, he will still be afraid. Yes
no?"
Zheng Yuanhe was thoughtful.
Although this is obviously Hu Houming's excuse, it must be said that it does have some truth.
Failure to kill Xu Qingluo will indeed make the other party look down on the Mi Shen Sect, making it easier for him to come over to settle the score.
As for the danger, he may not be able to sense it if there is a cloudy sky stone, not to mention that the divine objects in the sect can also hide themselves. The divine objects are self-obscuring and will not be sensed by him.
That being said, there is indeed hope.
His eyes were shining with blazing light, flickering on and off.
Hu Houming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but with a smile on his face: "If you can really succeed and obtain magical powers, I will still rely on you in the future."
Zheng Yuanhe twitched his lips.
When he thought about the future in which he would gain supernatural powers, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy and joyful.
Everything is for this.
This monk Fakong is really a stupid guy. With such magical powers, he is willing to be a monk.
Fame and fortune in the world are ultimately about power.
However, Fakong only gained fame, abandoned profit, and even abandoned power, and even wanted to stay away from power.
A real man cannot live without power for a day.
As soon as a word is spoken, the clouds move in all directions. This is a true man, and he will live his life in vain.
But if you want to do this, you can't do it with martial arts alone. No matter how strong your martial arts is, you are just a martial artist, and the court is just a tool that can be used. There is no way to be a person in power.
Only with supernatural power can one transcend power, gain the most powerful power, and be the master of the world.
You can obviously be the master of the world, but you are only willing to be a monk, guarding a monastery, and living in seclusion. It is simply stupid!
Since he doesn't cherish his magical power so much and wastes it so violently, then let him give it to himself so that he can give full play to the power of his magical power.
Thinking of this, he became more determined in his heart and said slowly: "Your Majesty, in this case, I will take my leave."
Hu Houming nodded lightly: "Go out through the small door."
"Save it." Zheng Yuanhe cupped his fists and saluted, turned around and left.
Hu Houming watched him disappear into his yard, his face solemn, he shook his head and took out a pebble from his arms.
This pebble is translucent like amber, and it is emitting a soft yellow light, flickering like a lamp with insufficient power.
"Your Majesty." With a clear voice, a man suddenly walked out of the wall. He had a tall and straight figure, a strange appearance, and a certain air of immortality.
He seemed to be integrated with the wall, and suddenly walked out, abruptly and silently.
Hu Houming looked at the pebbles and said softly: "Mr. Xiao, what do you think?"
"I'm afraid it won't work." Middle-aged Qingqi shook his head and said, "That person should have solved his mystery and won't appear again."
"Alas!" Hu Houming sighed, shook his head and took the pebbles back into his arms: "Is there no hope at all?"
"It seems that that person's magical power is stronger than we imagined." Middle-aged Qingqi said calmly and calmly: "But fortunately, we didn't get involved in this matter. We just knew about it and can stay out of it."
Hu Houming wondered: "Could it be that he will never be able to bear it and let the Mi Shen Sect kill his own disciples?"
"Based on what I know about him, he will keep this matter under wraps." Qingqi, a middle-aged man, nodded: "He will not act rashly."
"Won't you take revenge?"
"There will be no revenge anytime soon."
"That's really tolerable." Hu Houming shook his head: "If it were me, I would take revenge overnight and come right back."
The middle-aged Qingqi smiled: "It is also possible to take revenge directly. After all, it is not difficult for him. A divine foot power appears, unless Sect Master Zheng never comes out."
"Old Zheng, he has the turbid stone." Hu Houming shook his head: "He can't see it directly, so he can't directly assassinate it with his magical feet."
The middle-aged Qingqi nodded: "So he will not act rashly, but will hide and slowly look for opportunities."
"Alas!" Hu Houming sighed: "Originally I wanted to go with the flow and help Lao Zheng, but..."
He looked down upon his own fears and concerns, and had a strong urge to join forces with Zheng Yuanhe, but his reason kept reminding him not to act rashly.