If Hu Houming saw that Zheng Yuanhe had no use value, and even wanted to bite him back and spread the trouble to himself, he would probably kill someone and silence him.
As for Zheng Yuanhe, in anger, he would probably kill Hu Houming directly and then escape.
When a person's cultivation level is high, he will naturally look down on all living beings and have a condescending attitude toward the world. He will lose some compassion and kindness and become more free to follow his own whims.
If Hu Houming wanted to kill him, he would kill Hu Houming.
With his martial arts, even if he kills Hu Houming and then runs to Dayong or Daqian, Dayun may not be able to defeat him.
What Fakong hopes most is that they kill each other, and it is best to die together, which can be regarded as retribution.
He has been using his clairvoyance to watch Zheng Yuanhe's future, and then deduced in his mind how many thoughts and actions will affect Zheng Yuanhe's future.
Among these actions, the first choice is to kill Zheng Yuanhe directly, and it will be done cleanly and neatly.
But Zheng Yuanhe, who didn't have a jade statue, found it easy to kill him. He could kill him if he wanted to.
But to kill him like this is a shame, and it's a pity.
Because Zheng Yuanhe was not fully utilized.
The best option is to borrow Hu Houming's hand to kill him.
Ordinary people really can't kill him, so only Hu Houming, as a prince, has top experts, can kill him.
However, Zheng Yuanhe's counterattack before death was no small matter, and this also taught Hu Houming a lesson.
How can you let go of someone who is plotting against you so easily?
However, Hu Houming's identity is sensitive, and if he personally plotted against him, Tiangang Palace might not be able to guess.
So it’s best to borrow Zheng Yuanhe’s hand.
This can be regarded as Hu Houming shooting himself in the foot.
He made various choices and actions in his mind, choosing an action that would allow him to go to Hu Houming for help.
He thought for a while and suddenly pointed out gently.
At this time, he was more than a thousand meters away from Zheng Yuanhe, two miles away.
This finger force traveled more than a thousand meters, appeared in front of Zheng Yuanhe silently, and hit him in the chest.
The power of asking for affection only affects the sentient beings and ignores others.
So the power of the Qing Qing finger passed through the void and landed on Zheng Yuanhe accurately and silently.
Zheng Yuanhe suddenly turned sideways when the finger force came upon him, barely avoiding his heart, but he only avoided his heart.
He was hit in the left rib, his body flew up, rolled around in the air and then landed firmly on the ground, his face turned pale.
Fakong's Qing Qingzhi contains several Gang Jin and a trace of spiritual power.
But despite this, he still couldn't break through Zheng Yuanhe's defense. The power in his body was strange, tyrannical, and astonishingly powerful.
What he practices is a miraculous skill similar to the indestructible power of Vajra, and his level of practice is deeper than that of Fa Kong.
Therefore, the disciples of the Mishen Sect worshiped their sect leader so much, and they were sure that Fa Kong would die in the hands of his sect leader.
Fakong shook his head.
His eyes were slightly golden, and he could see clearly, and he could see Zheng Yuanhe's movement route clearly.
After Wenqing pointed out several qi and spiritual powers, Zheng Yuanhe's qi surged instantly, drowning and swallowing them.
When it comes to the purity of Gang Qi, it is not inferior to Dharma Kong.
Fakong asked himself that it was rare in the world to be diligent in cultivation. Unfortunately, when he encountered Zheng Yuanhe, he was still a little inferior.
Although Zheng Yuanhe's qualifications are extremely strong, relying on Zheng Yuanhe's own strength to practice, he will never reach this level.
Most of Zheng Yuanhe's cultivation came from the jasper statue, which helped him refine and refine his Gang Qi.
The same goes for the improvement of his realm. It all depends on the jasper statue. He unknowingly improved his realm in a daze.
After Fakong looked at it with his fate before, he couldn't help but sigh that Zheng Yuanhe's luck was really bad or good.
It is said that he was the one who was able to achieve his current level of cultivation, which is something that many people in the martial arts world only dream of and want to achieve no matter how high the price is.
It’s hard to say, but Zheng Yuanhe is actually the puppet equivalent of a jasper statue.
Since the jasper statue can enhance his state of mind, it can naturally affect his state of mind, as well as his concepts and thoughts. It can even influence and control Zheng Yuanhe unknowingly.
This is no different than a puppet.
But even if he knew he was a puppet, I'm afraid Zheng Yuanhe still couldn't resist the temptation and would still be happy with it.
As long as your martial arts are strong enough, what if you become a puppet?
There are countless people in the world who want to be such a puppet but cannot.
Fakong shook his head and stopped pointing.
Zheng Yuanhe's eyes were like lightning as he glanced around coldly, then flew out of the valley and followed the direction of his finger.
He came to the direction where Fa Kong was standing before, but felt nothing. He passed directly past Fa Kong and continued his pursuit.
Fakong stood in Xiaoxitian Paradise. It was easy to hide his figure.
Even if his cultivation reached Zheng Yuanhe's level, he still couldn't sense him.
After Zheng Yuanhe rushed out of the valley, he walked straight away without looking back. Fa Kong knew that he was rushing towards Prince Lun's Mansion.
Fakong stood on the top of the mountain, watching him go away and disappear in a flash, returning to Lingkong Temple.
Lingkong Temple no longer has Xu Qingluo and the others, but Leng Feiqiong has come.
Leng Feiqiong often left the harem and came here, staying there for a whole day, and did not return to the palace until evening.
There are many monasteries in Lingkong Temple, but they have been divided into almost all. There is one monastery for the queen, four monasteries for Xu Qingluo and others, and one monastery for Leng Feiqiong.
Fakong appeared in his abbot's courtyard. As soon as he appeared, Leng Feiqiong floated over to greet him.
Wearing a goose-yellow palace dress, her skin is like mutton-fat white jade, which is warm and bright and flawless. Coupled with her cool temperament, she is like a fairy from Gushe Mountain.
Fakong said: "Have you had trouble with the emperor these past two days?"
"...Yes." Leng Feiqiong nodded lightly.
Fakong shook his head.
Leng Feiqiong said: "I don't want to see him. Let's stay with Master for a few days."
"Okay, it's up to you, you can stay here as long as you want." Fakong said, "But you still have to exercise caution. After all, the emperor is the emperor, not an ordinary man."
Leng Feiqiong snorted: "In my eyes, he is an ordinary man."
Fakong smiled and shook his head without further persuasion.
It is precisely because of her that Chu Xiong cherishes her very much, because everyone in the world regards him as an emperor, not an ordinary person.
Even the queen is the same.
When Leng Feiqiong fell in love with him, she didn't know he was the emperor. She only found out after she fell deeply in love.
Therefore, what Leng Feiqiong really likes is his person, not his status as emperor. This is what Chu Xiong values the most.
Leng Feiqiong made him a cup of tea and then left.
Fakong took two sips of tea and entered the Sutra Pavilion.
After a while, several more bookshelves appeared in the Sutra Pavilion, with densely packed ancient books on them.
These all come from Zheng Yuanhe's secret chamber.
Fa Kong took out a book and read it.
After reading four books in one breath, his gaze cast out again and landed on Zheng Yuanhe.
Zheng Yuanhe was extremely fast and had already arrived at Prince Lun's Mansion and was talking to Hu Houming in the study.
Seeing Zheng Yuanhe's solemn expression, Hu Houming also slowly calmed down: "But what's the bad news?"
"He's here." Zheng Yuanhe said in a deep voice, "I underestimated him, and now I need you to take action, Your Majesty!"
"He went to the main altar of the Mishen Sect? Did you fight with him?"
"No." Zheng Yuanhe shook his head: "He plotted against me, but failed to hurt me, but... he is more troublesome than I thought. We need to work together to kill him."
Without the help of the gods, I was not sure, even though Fakong's finger didn't look that strong.
It seems that I am more defeated than anyone else.
But he had no help from the gods, so he couldn't trap him or stop him from using his magical powers.
So if you don't move, you'll be dead; if you move, you'll kill with one strike.
This requires the help of experts from Prince Lun's Palace, and he cannot do it himself.
"Let's attack together?" Hu Houming, wearing a bright yellow gown, stood up and walked in front of the red sandalwood pavilion with his hands behind his back.
"Your Majesty, this is a critical moment. There is no need to hesitate any longer!" Zheng Yuanhe said: "I know now that his cultivation is not as good as mine. I just have to be on guard against his magical powers. When he comes next time, Your Majesty, your master will follow."
If we take action together, we will surely kill him!"
"Really sure?"
"Absolutely no problem!" Zheng Yuanhe said solemnly: "In short, it is useless to beg him for mercy now. The only way to solve the trouble is to kill him. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!"
Hu Houming walked a few steps, stopped and said slowly: "Actually, Zheng Zong, there is still a way to turn back."
Zheng Yuanhe was startled, then laughed and shook his head.
Hu Houming said: "Although you sent people, Xu Qingluo was not dead, not even injured, and there were no consequences."
Zheng Yuanhe sighed and said, "But Xu Qingluo killed our Mi Shen Sect disciples."
"That's all if you don't pursue it."
"But he will think that we will not pursue or take revenge?"
"Just make an oath." Hu Houming didn't take it seriously: "If you make an oath as the sect leader, he will believe it."
"...My lord, after all, you still dare not take action against him?" Zheng Yuanhe lowered his face gloomily and glared at Hu Houming coldly.
He showed no respect for the prince at all.
He relied on his advanced cultivation, and no one in Prince Lun's palace could do anything to him, so he was confident and did not restrain his temper.
If you want to get angry, get angry without any wrongdoing.
A ball of anger was burning in his heart.
A disciple of his sect was killed, and he had to swear to his enemies that he would never take revenge. He couldn't do such a thing!
What's more, Fa Kong's cultivation is not as good as his own, so why should he be so aggrieved?
What on earth is King Lun thinking? To belittle yourself like this is to show that you don’t take yourself seriously at all!
Hu Houming frowned: "If you can turn a fight into friendship, why not turn a fight into friendship? You know he is difficult to deal with, so there is no need to force yourself."
"Haha..." Zheng Yuanhe suddenly burst into laughter.
Hu Houming frowned and looked at him, knowing that he might not be able to say anything good.
He still couldn't help it: "What are you laughing at?"
"Hey, I was wrong about you, Your Majesty." After Zheng Yuanhe laughed several times, he curled up his lips and sneered: "How can such a coward and timid person achieve anything big? In my opinion, Your Majesty, just be honest and honest.
Be a happy prince!"
He turned around and walked out.
"Stop!" Hu Houming shouted in a deep voice.
Zheng Yuanhe stopped and turned to look over: "Has the prince changed his mind?"
Hu Houming's eyes were cold and he said slowly: "Zheng Yuanhe, do you think that your martial arts skills are invincible and that no one in my palace can cure you?"