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    Thinking of this, he cast his gaze in the direction of Daxue Mountain, passed through layers of mountains and obstacles, and landed on the old monk Huinan.

    Old monk Huinan is practicing, slowly, still using his boxing style, which he has practiced for decades.

    Fakong shook his head, he didn't expect his master to be so calm and not act in a hurry.

    However, what I said at the beginning has been waxed.

    The Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths of the Demon Sect will not fight anymore, it will stop for a while, and the Daxue Mountain will not be seen as lively.

    Therefore, even if you have clairvoyance, you can't just make judgments casually, it's better to talk less.

    Because of my mixing, I will continue to change the future, that is to change what I said, which is tantamount to slapping myself in the face.

    He appeared in Monk Huinan's small courtyard in a flash, paying tithes.

    The setting sun covered the entire small courtyard. Monk Huinan slowly punched in the glow, and said lightly, "What happened again?"

    "The conflict between the Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths of the Demon Sect was suppressed by the Emperor." Fakong said, "It will stop for a while."

    Monk Huinan pumped his fists and said slowly, "Did you do it?"

    Farkon nodded.

    "Mind your own business." Monk Huinan snorted.

    Fakong said: "Master, there is no way to do this. Once the two sects fight to the death, I am afraid that the martial arts will be a mess and it will be difficult to deal with it."

    "If it's difficult to clean up, it's not our turn to clean up." Monk Huinan hummed.

    Fakong said with a smile: "Master, do we still have the desire to become number one in the world in Daxue Mountain?"

    "I'm not that stupid!" Monk Huinan snorted coldly.

    In his opinion, the Tianhai Sword Sect is extremely stupid.

    ?It is obvious that the three sects stand together and are the most stable, but they want to pursue the number one in the world, breaking the trend of the three sects being tied.

    If the three sects are juxtaposed, even if the court is afraid, it will not be too afraid. After all, the limelight is scattered and it is not so conspicuous.

    A family is unique, unless it forms an inseparable relationship with the imperial court

    He was taken aback immediately, and turned to look at Fakong.

    Fakong laughed and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

    "It seems that they are not stupid, but too shrewd!" Monk Huinan snorted, "I am stupid."

    With Leng Feiqiong around, the Tianhai Sword Sect is indeed inseparable from the imperial court, and has a close relationship without suspicion.

    The Tianhai Sword Sect became the hand that suppressed Daxueshan and the Holy Cult of Guangming, and this hand was manipulated by the imperial court.

    In this way, all the benefits will be taken by the Tianhai Sword Sect, and in the martial arts, the Tianhai Sword Sect will gradually be respected.

    Da Xueshan and Guangming Holy Church are getting weaker and weaker, and the gap with Tianhai Sword Sect is getting bigger and bigger.

    When he thought of this, his face became serious: "What a Tianhai Sword Sect!"

    Fakong said: "Master, don't worry, it is not so easy for the Tianhai Sword Sect to become the number one school in the world."

    "I'm afraid it's not that difficult." Monk Huinan shook his head.

    If the imperial court is determined to support the Tianhai Sword Sect to become the number one in the world, that day the Hai Sword Sect will become the number one in the world.

    No matter how strong the Great Snow Mountain is, it may be useless.

    Fakong said: "The Tianhai Sword Sect is the Tianhai Sword Sect after all, and they will not bow their heads and obey their ears. This is determined by their mentality."

    The swordsmanship of the Tianhai Sword Sect is fierce, why did Leng Feiqiong propose to become the number one school in the world, unparalleled in the world?

    It is because this goal matches his mentality.

    With this goal in place, the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect practiced the law of the sword more smoothly and entered the realm faster.

    And after the swordsmanship is successful, this goal will become more and more firm and unshakable, and each other will achieve each other.

    Being number one in the world means that Lingyun is proud of others. After their minds and facts match, they will become more and more arrogant.

    It is another Shenjian Peak.

    When the time comes, they won't listen to what the court says, and they will act on their own, and they will inevitably be suppressed by the court.

    Now there are signs of this.

    And Chu Xiong is a suspicious and keen emperor, after finding out, I am afraid that he will be afraid, and he may not necessarily push the Tianhaijian faction one step forward.

    It is difficult for outsiders to see the subtleties of the mind.

    The emperor's heart is unpredictable, and he can only observe its outline.

    Monk Huinan shook his head with a heavy expression.

    Once the Tianhai Sword Sect becomes number one in the world, the good days of Daxueshan will be gone forever.

    Fa Kong said: "Master, do you want to stop it?"nbsp;"Master Fajing, we are destined to meet each other. Since you are here, let me sit east."

    "Amitabha." Monk Fajing shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir, but we have something to do and we can't delay."

    The two middle-aged men in green shirts frowned, showing displeasure.

    A young man in a green shirt laughed: "It seems that the two masters look down on us."

    "The poor monk has no such intention."

    "Hehe" The middle-aged man in green shirt shook his head and smiled, "Then let's go to the restaurant in front."

    The two middle-aged monks frowned and looked down.

    "The two benefactors want to trouble us, right?" Monk Fajing said in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want?"

    "Hehe" The middle-aged man in green shirt said with a smile, "Is my Tianhai Sword Sect not as good as your Daxueshan, and you look down on me so much?"

    "If you want to do it, do it, why do you have to?" Monk Fajing said coldly: "But there is still an ambush?"

    "The master underestimated us, right?" The middle-aged man in green shirt said with a smile, "Ambush is still needed to deal with the two of you?"

    Monk Fajing's gray robe slowly bulged up, and then slowly flattened down. He stopped talking and just walked forward.

    The two middle-aged men in green shirts also stopped talking, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and pointed the tip of their swords at Fajing and the other two.

    Fajing and another middle-aged monk continued to move forward, getting closer and closer, and finally they were about to touch the tip of the sword.

    "Om" The tips of the two swords suddenly turned into two balls of silver light, covering the two monks, Fajing respectively.

    "Ding ding ding ding" Amidst the clear sound, Fa Jing and another middle-aged monk Fa Gou fought with each other like gold and iron.

    There were white marks on their palms, and the point of the sword failed to pierce their skin, making the faces of the two middle-aged men in green shirts look gloomy.

    No matter how exquisite their sword skills are, if they can't break through the opponent's skin, it is futile.

    "Amitabha." Fajing folded his palms together and said slowly, "You two benefactors, step back now, and the poor monk can pretend nothing happened."

    "Hehe" The former middle-aged man in green shirt laughed strangely, and the tip of his sword trembled slightly.

    But the tip of the sword faintly showed a bright light.

    Fajing and Fagou looked solemn, and they were about to show their true skills.

    "Om" Two pieces of silver light appeared from the tip of the sword again, covering the two monks, and then there was a "chi chi chi chi" whistle.

    Fajing and Fagou took three steps back, there were holes in the chest and shoulders of the monk's robe, and small red spots could be seen oozing from the skin.
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