Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

If Hu Houming saw that Zheng Yuanhe was no longer useful, and even wanted to bite him back and spread the disaster to himself, he would probably kill him to silence him.

As for Zheng Yuanhe, in anger, he might 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 develop a condescending attitude towards the world, which will reduce his pity and kindness, and make him more arbitrary.

If Hu Houming wants to kill him, he will 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 do anything to him.

What Fakong hopes most is that they kill each other, and it would be best if they die together, which can be regarded as karma.

He has been using his clairvoyance to watch Zheng Yuanhe's future, and then inferring 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, to end it all, cleanly and neatly.

But for Zheng Yuanhe, who did not have the Jade Statue, it was easy for him to kill him. He could kill him whenever he wanted.

But killing him like this would not only involve karma, but also be a pity.

Because Zheng Yuanhe was not fully utilized.

The best option was to kill him through Hu Houming.

Ordinary people really couldn't kill him, only Hu Houming, as a prince, could kill him with top masters.

However, Zheng Yuanhe's counterattack before his death was also extraordinary, which also taught Hu Houming a lesson.

How could he let go of someone who plotted against him easily?

But Hu Houming's identity was sensitive, and if he plotted against him personally, it might not be calculated by Tiangang Palace.

So it was best to use Zheng Yuanhe's hand.

This could be regarded as Hu Houming shooting himself in the foot.

He made various choices and actions in his mind, and chose an action that would allow him to go to Hu Houming for help.

He thought about it, and suddenly pointed out with a light finger.

At this time, he was more than a thousand meters away from Zheng Yuanhe, two miles away.

This finger force crossed more than a thousand meters, appeared silently in front of Zheng Yuanhe, and hit his chest.

The love-asking finger force only falls on the body of sentient beings, ignoring others.

So the love-asking finger force slowly passed through the void and landed on Zheng Yuanhe accurately, silently.

Zheng Yuanhe suddenly turned sideways when the finger force was approaching, barely avoiding his heart, but only avoiding his heart.

He was hit in the left rib, his body flew up, rolled in the air and landed steadily, his face pale.

Fakong's love-asking finger contained several Gangjin and a trace of spiritual power.

But despite this, it still failed to break Zheng Yuanhe's defense. The power in his body was strange and powerful, and the power was amazing.

He practiced a strange skill similar to the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, and his cultivation level was one level deeper than Fakong.

So the disciples of the Mi Shen Sect worshipped the Sect Master so much, and they were sure that Fakong would die in the hands of the Sect Master.

Fakong shook his head.

His eyes glowed slightly golden, and he could see clearly, seeing Zheng Yuanhe's route of exercise.

After the several strands of Qi and spiritual power of Wenqing's finger entered, Zheng Yuanhe's Qi surged instantly, drowning and swallowing these Qi and spiritual power.

In terms of the purity of Qi, it was not inferior to Fakong.

Fakong asked himself that his cultivation was rare in the world, but unfortunately, he was still slightly inferior to Zheng Yuanhe.

Although Zheng Yuanhe's aptitude was extremely strong, he could never reach this level by practicing with his own strength.

Most of Zheng Yuanhe's cultivation came from the Jade Statue, which helped him to purify his Qi again and again.

The improvement of his realm was the same, all thanks to the Jade Statue, he unconsciously improved his realm in a daze.

After Fakong used the fate to see it before, he couldn't help but sigh, it's really hard to say whether Zheng Yuanhe's luck is good or bad.

It is said that he can achieve his current level of cultivation. I don’t know how many people in the martial arts world dream of it and want to get it at any price.

It is not said that Zheng Yuanhe is actually equivalent to the puppet of the Jade Statue.

Since the Jade Statue can improve his state of mind, it can naturally affect his state of mind, and can also affect his concepts and ideas, and even affect him and control him unconsciously.

This is no different from a puppet.

But even if he knows that it is a puppet, I am afraid Zheng Yuanhe will not be able to resist this temptation and will still be happy to do it.

As long as the martial arts are strong enough, what's wrong with being a puppet?

There are countless people in the world who want to be such a puppet but can't.

Fakong shook his head and stopped pointing.

Zheng Yuanhe's eyes were like lightning, and he glanced around coldly, then flew out of the valley and came in the direction of the finger force.

He came to the direction where Fakong had stood before, but he didn't feel anything, and passed by Fakong directly and continued to pursue.

Fakong stood in the Little Western Paradise, and it was easy for him to hide his figure.

Even if his cultivation reached the level of Zheng Yuanhe, he still could not sense him.

After Zheng Yuanhe rushed out of the valley, he went straight ahead without looking back. Fakong knew that he was rushing to the Lun Palace.

Fakong stood on the top of the mountain, watching him gradually go away, and disappeared in a flash, returning to Lingkong Temple.

Lingkong Temple was no longer Xu Qingluo and others, but Leng Feiqiong came.

Leng Feiqiong often left the harem and came here, staying for a whole day, and did not return to the palace until the evening.

There were many monasteries in Lingkong Temple, but they had been divided up almost completely, 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, and 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, warm and bright and flawless. Coupled with her cool temperament, she is like a fairy from Gushe Mountain.

Fakong said: "Have you had any 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 like." 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 liked was his person, not his status as emperor. This was what Chu Xiong valued most.

Leng Feiqiong made a cup of tea for him 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 room.

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 Mi Shen 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 idol, he was not sure, even though Fakong's finger didn't look that strong.

It seems that he is more defeated than the other method.

But without the help of the idol, he couldn't trap him or stop him from using his magical power.

So if you don't move, you will be dead, if you move, you will 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, you can't 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 be with you." If we work together, we will definitely 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 you want to do 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.

Get angry if you want to, and never wrong yourself.

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? He doesn't take himself seriously at all by belittling himself in this way!

Hu Houming frowned: "If you can turn a fight into friendship, why not turn a fight into friendship? You know that 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 but said: "Why are you laughing?"

"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?"

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