Chu Xiang hurriedly said: "We can't get rid of him even if we join forces with Lao Qin?"
"It can't be removed."
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"It seems that I can only report to the emperor." Fakong said.
"Father" Chu Xiang smiled wryly.
Fakong looked at him quietly.
Chu Xiang said: "Father doesn't really believe in Master's clairvoyance. Last time, Father directly dismissed it and asked me to do things well. Don't listen to wind and rain."
Fakong can find the main altar of Kunshan Shengjiao, but to break into the main altar needs enough masters, especially the Grand Master.
Chu Xiang reported to the emperor, requesting to mobilize the great masters of the three sects to attack the main altar of the holy religion in Kunshan, but the emperor flatly rejected it.
And criticized him as whimsical and too credulous to others.
And warned him that the words of his family are not acceptable.
If you listen to one side, you will be dark, and if you listen to it, you will be clear.
He was very dissatisfied with the emperor's arbitrariness, but the emperor is the emperor, even if he tried his best to fight, or even quarreled, he still couldn't change the emperor's decision.
He has never been embarrassed to tell Fakong about this matter, and is trying to persuade the emperor.
It's a pity that little progress has been made, and the emperor even angered him and reprimanded him.
Fakong thought about it: "So that's the case If this is the case, there is only one way not to report to the emperor."
"any solution?"
"Don't enter the palace recently." Fa Kong said: "Maybe he can't bear it"
As he spoke, his eyes as deep as ancient pools continued to stare at Chu Xiang.
Finally nodded lightly: "He really can't help but come out of the palace to assassinate you, my lord."
"Is this going to kill me?" Chu Xiang said.
Fakong was thoughtful: "It seems that it is not only for personal enmity, but also because of the prince himself."
Although King Xin is not favored, he is the admiral of the Nine Gates.
"If he dares to come, let him come and go!" Chu Xiang snorted.
Fakong pondered and said: "Grandmaster"
He was thinking that the power of his holding spell was getting stronger and stronger, but it still bound the grand master for a short time.
The key is that I haven't stepped into the first rank yet.
Yipin was only a layer of paper away from him, and he could pierce it with a light poke, but he still couldn't pierce it.
The wonderful accumulation of the golden bowl has given me more and more wonderful understanding of the operation of the world, but I still haven't been able to fully understand my mind and see my nature.
If this is missing, the power of the fixing spell will be much weaker.
He suddenly couldn't form the mountain seal.
Chu Xiang suddenly sensed that the vast power was coming to restrain him, so he couldn't help but struggled lightly.
Failed to break free.
Concentrate on earning again.
Still can't break free.
This vast power is indeed astonishing, solid and pure, like an iron plate, it firmly fixes itself in place.
Fakong said: "My lord, try how long it takes to get out of trouble."
"Hey!" Chu Xiang exhaled, his eyes protruded angrily, and his clothes bulged like a ball.
"Bang!" Chu Xiang heaved a sigh of relief amidst the explosion.
Finally broke free from this invisible bondage.
Fakong said: "My lord, come again."
He couldn't form the mountain seal, and then cast the fixed body spell.
"Bang!" There was another muffled sound from Chu Xiang's body, his clothes suddenly bulged and then slowly fell down.
Fakong nodded thoughtfully: "My lord, your cultivation level is estimated to be half that of that old Gong, and then add my body-fixing spell, you can give it a try."
After testing again, the fixing spell has become stronger again, and it can still trap first-rank masters for a while, and it is enough for the weak to defeat the strong in a short while.
"The two of us?" Chu Xiang said.
Fakong nodded: "We have to act first, otherwise the outcome is uncertain, and we will act when he is caught off guard."
"But master, what about the two of us" Chu Xiang hesitated: "Isn't it too risky?"
Grandmaster's body-protecting qi is extremely tough, and Fakong can't fight against Grandmaster, so he can only use the fixing spell to assist.
I'm afraid I won't be able to break through Lao Gong's protective energy in a short time.
Fakong said slowly: "That's enough!"
"Okay." Seeing him like this, Chu Xiang could only grit his teeth.
Master Fakong is exhausted, since he said that it is enough, let's take a risk.
Li Ying said softly: "Master, do you want me to help?"
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This Fakong master is cautious and stable, and never takes risks lightly. It can be said that he is extremely afraid of death.
But this matter is obviously a risky move. The old eunuch in the Forbidden Palace has nothing to do with him, even if he is a master of the Kunshan Holy Cult.
Moreover, he is still the top master among the great masters, it is too dangerous for Master Fakong, why should he take such a strange risk?
Fa Kong said: "This old Gong may contain their hidden methods, which will help you break the situation."
"Is it really possible?"
"His cultivation is so superb, and at such an age, he is still in such a confidant. He is likely to be a high-ranking member of the Kunshan Sacred Church."
"Will the senior leaders of the Kunshan Holy Cult leave the main altar and come to the Forbidden Palace to lurk and do such a dangerous thing?"
Generally, high-level executives will not take such risks.
The lurking ones are often ambitious pawns who are unwilling to be mediocre, and want to make a great contribution with their lives and completely change their own destiny.
"Other high-level people don't know, but the Kunshan Holy Cult" Fakong shook his head: "It can't be judged by common sense."
Master Murong is still one of the twelve star masters of Kunshan, his status is definitely not low, and he has been lurking in the Chenghai Dao of the Mozong since he was a child.
"You really don't need my help?" Li Ying asked.
Fakong shook his head.
"Okay, then I will wait for the good news from the master." Li Ying paid a tithe, said goodbye and left.
Xu Qingluo watched her disappear, staring at Fakong with big eyes without blinking.
Fakong said: "What's wrong?"
"Master, do you really want to fight the grand master?" Xu Qingluo said worriedly: "And you are also the chief steward of the Empress Dowager's Yonghe Palace?"
Farkon nodded.
Xu Qingluo said: "Then will the emperor blame him? After all, he is a high-ranking manager, Even if the emperor doesn't pursue it, the queen mother will not let it go."
The queen mother will feel uncomfortable, no matter whether the chief executive is a traitor or not, she will do it herself, instead of bothering others to do it.
Taking action against the chief steward of the Yonghe Palace is tantamount to slapping the Queen Mother in the face, and she will not stop after the reconciliation, otherwise, what will the people of the Yonghe Palace think?
"Then we can only find a way to cure the queen mother's illness." Fakong said.
One thing is entangled with one thing, in order to deal with the Kunshan Sacred Cult, I have worked too hard.
Therefore, the Kunshan Holy Cult must be wiped out.
Otherwise, I am sorry for my hard work.
"How to cure it?" Xu Qingluo asked curiously: "Master, if you don't want to enter the Forbidden Palace, the Emperor will not let the Queen Mother come out."
"Only through His Royal Highness the Fifteenth."
"Shenshui?"
Fakong nodded slowly.
If it is just a chronic disease, Shenshui should be enough.
But the queen mother's diet is absolutely strictly monitored, and it is difficult for the queen mother to drink the divine water, which requires Chu Ling to dispatch.