Chu Ling suppressed his curiosity and returned to the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple.
I came to Fakong's small courtyard all the way, and found that Fakong was not there, went to the pagoda garden, and found that Fakong was still not there.
Suddenly, her curiosity turned into anger, and she said bitterly: "Qing Luo, where is your master?"
"Master is haunted, I don't know." Xu Qingluo was posing in a strange pose.
This is she is following Xu Zhijian's teaching, which is the secret method of foundation establishment.
Such a strange posture looks simple, but it has countless points and tricks, and it cannot be done correctly without sufficient qualifications.
The more accurate it is, the better.
Xu Qingluo has a photographic memory, and she is mentally strong. She manipulates the body meticulously, and puts this pose perfectly
She is feeling the heat coming from all directions of her body, and she is drilling into every inch of skin, bones and bone marrow in her body.
Every time a ray of hot air is drilled in, the body will become stronger.
This clear feeling of being strong was so wonderful that she couldn't stop it.
"He didn't say?"
"No." Xu Qingluo replied casually: "Sister Chu, what are you doing with Master?"
"It's nothing." Chu Ling snorted.
"Didn't you stop talking to Master?" Xu Qingluo said with a smile, "It's only been a few days."
"Hmph, of course I won't talk to him." Chu Ling proudly puffed out her chest, reached out to touch Xu Qingluo, and moved her fingers slowly closer.
Xu Qingluo hurriedly begged for mercy.
Only then did Chu Ling give up complacently.
At this moment, Fakong was pacing quietly with his hands behind his back in the Puguang Temple outside Tianjing.
His eyes passed through the space and saw Meng Zhizheng.
Meng Zhizheng, the deputy head of Chun Palace who was in charge of hunting down Zhang Yishan and Zhu Ni.
Meng Zhizheng stood outside the gate of Prince Chun's Mansion in a purple robe, acting as a guard.
There are three other guards.
When people entered and exited Prince Chun's Mansion, they would glance at him, and those who greeted him were rare, with a smile that was not a smile, and then pretended not to see him.
Some people feel that greeting him will only increase his embarrassment, so it is better not to say hello.
Some simply think that he has lost power and it is difficult to get back up, so it is better to keep away from him to avoid bad luck.
Seeing his appearance, Fakong nodded slightly.
Prince Chun's Mansion is really clear about rewards and punishments, one of the majestic deputy managers, after dereliction of duty, he was punished mercilessly.
Thinking about how prominent Meng Zhizheng was at the beginning and how desolate he is now, this must be a wake-up call to all the people in the Chun Palace.
?If you don't work hard, you will neglect your duties carelessly. This is a role model for Meng Zhizheng.
The deputy chief executive can masturbate whenever he says, let alone ordinary people.
Fakong stood in Puguang Temple quietly observing Meng Zhizheng, and focused on observing Meng Zhizheng's heart.
He wanted to see if Meng Zhizheng had any complaints about King Chun's mansion, whether he had any complaints about King Chun, and whether he could use one or two of them.
Finally he shook his head.
In Meng Zhizheng's heart, there was only resentment, the resentment of not being able to catch up with the murderer, and a faint anger of being deceived.
Everyone thought it was Dayun's work.
But he faintly felt that something was wrong.
Dayun's behavior is not so secretive, he is often upright, open and close, for fear that the world will not know.
This way of doing things seems to be a big deal.
As one of the deputy managers of the Chun Palace, he knew that what Huang Quangu did back then was not only to go to Dayun, but also went to Daqian twice.
Although Daqian failed to suffer a loss, he lost the people of Huangquan Valley instead.
Is this the only way to forget it?
Don't you want to take revenge on Huang Quangu?
If you don't retaliate, if there is one and two in Huangquan Valley, there will be three and four, and you will never give up.
Therefore, the suspicion of Daqian is extremely high.
But these doubts can only be stuffed in the stomach, and there is no way to tell Prince Chun, lest Prince Chun feel that he is making excuses.
Prince Chun hates people who make excuses the most.
Fakong frowned.
He didn't expect Meng Zhizheng to have such a keen intuition.
Although he covered his breath and covered their whereabouts.
But in the end, there is still no way to hide it from everyone in the world.
?There are always some smart people who can guess that it is Dagan without even needing clues and evidence.
Fortunately, they couldn't guess it was themselves.
&??Go, my father and I will go to see the master. "
"I'll go too." Chu Ling said hurriedly.
Chu Xiang lowered his face and wanted to scold him.
Chu Xiong said: "Forget it, let her follow."
"All right." Chu Xiang had no choice.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't know about this kind of thing. There are so many people talking about it, so it must not be leaked.
But who made her the younger sister, the most beloved princess of the father.
Chu Ling immediately took Chu Xiong's arm happily: "Father is better!"
She said to Chu Xiang: "Brother, you are getting more and more ostentatious, you have to control me in everything, and you are not likable at all!"
Chu Xiang shook his head: "If you don't mess around, I won't care about you."
"Anyway, you are different from before." Chu Ling snorted.
Chu Xiang snorted helplessly.
The three of them came to Fakong's courtyard slowly.
Fakong was already standing by the table, and smiled Heshi: "Poor monk Fakong, I have seen Your Majesty, and His Majesty is here to welcome you."
Chu Xiong looked at him indifferently, and stood with his hands behind his back: "You should not call yourself a poor monk, but a master of Dharma."
"I dare not be ashamed." Fakong said gently.
"You are too modest." Chu Xiong said indifferently: "With supernatural powers and Buddha's mantras, you can save all living beings. If you don't dare to be the title of Dharma master, who can be!"
Fakong stretched out his hand and begged: "Please, Your Majesty."
Chu Ling has already stepped forward to make tea and brought it to Chu Xiong: "Father, you came just in time. This is tea picked from the Great Bright Peak, which is good for cultivation."
Chu Xiong sat down, took a sip from the teacup, narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded in satisfaction: "As expected of Guangming tea, it really has the magic of clearing the heart."
Fakong sat across from him.
"Fakong, you should know why I came here."
"Your Majesty doesn't believe me?"
"Why teach me?"
"Your Majesty should know about the Ancient Demon Sect."
"Yes." Chu Xiong nodded.
Chu Xiang and Chu Ling were at a loss.
They have no impression of the ancient demon sect at all, and have never heard of it.
"Yellow Spring Valley and Nether Sect were originally Netherworld Nether Sect, which is one of the branches of the ancient Demon Sect."
"Um."
"Later, Huangquan Valley and Nether Sect split into two sects. One is Huangquan Valley, which is rooted in Dayong, and the other is Nether Sect, which is rooted in Dayun."
"I know this."
"The Nether Sect has already served Emperor Dayun, and is Emperor Dayun's secret guard." Fakong said slowly.
Chu Xiong's face darkened slightly.
He didn't know this.
His eyes were burning, staring at Fakong.
Fakong continued: "Although the Nether Sect and Huangquan Valley are split, it's not that they have no contact with each other, nor are they against each other. Instead, they communicate with each other secretly, and they are connected with each other."
"Hey." Chu Xiong sneered.
He even hid it from him.
"Their contact can be hidden from the world." Fakong said softly: "So"
Chu Xiong nodded slowly, thoughtfully: "How do you know?"
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, you should know that I have the knowledge of fate. I killed a master of the Nether Sect earlier, and learned some secrets through the knowledge of fate."