Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong nodded lightly: "Your Majesty does not want to stop the dragon."

Hu Houqing's face darkened.

If it wasn't to intercept Jiaolong Liyuan, why was it necessary to set up Zhenlongyuan, and why was it necessary to send so many top experts to guard it?

So many top experts stay here boringly, living a boring and monotonous life.

They were originally famous people, but they suddenly disappeared from people's sight. Their reputation slowly faded away, and they were even forgotten by people. They stayed alone on this island, unable to leave, which was tantamount to being imprisoned.

Paying such a huge price is just to be able to stop Jiaolong Liyuan.

But when it comes to the real critical moment, if you have to flee without fighting, then how ridiculous and sad is the price you paid before?

Fakong said: "Your Majesty, the emperor's ideas are different from yours. The emperor wants to get the maximum benefits at the minimum cost."

"Once the dragon leaves the abyss, the people of Dayun will surely suffer its poison. Apart from this, what other benefits are there?" Hu Houqing said coldly.

He really couldn't understand it.

Fakong smiled: "The biggest use of Zhenlongyuan is to cultivate top masters and bring them to a higher level, thus forming a powerful suppression force that can suppress the top masters of Daqian and Dayong."

Hu Houqing frowned.

Zhenlongyuan does have such wonderful benefits, but the price of getting to the next level is too high and too much has been paid.

If the masters knew what Father meant, they would definitely be furious.

They came to suppress Longyuan, of course because of the imperial recruitment, but more importantly, their sense of mission. The sense of mission of serving the country and the people supported us through it.

Now I know that our so-called guarding is not a cover at all, it is just a cover to trick us into practicing hard. How can we be cold-hearted or angry?

Fakong said: "When the dragon comes out, it will harm only them, not Jiang Qing and Xiao Yong. Even if Long Yuan and Xiao Yong take action against it, it will lead it to Long Yuan and Xiao Yong to take revenge on Long Yuan and Xiao Yong." Yong, Xiaoyun takes advantage."

Hu Houqing nodded quickly.

That is very unlikely.

Dragons are animals, their spirituality is extremely amazing, they are even stupider than humans, if they are vindictive.

Jiang Qing and Xiao Yong's subordinates wanted to kill me, but Xiao Yun took action. If it spared Xiao Yun and took revenge on Jiang Qing and Xiao Yong.

The father's move was to divert trouble to the east, and was truly sinister.

Fakong said: "That was His Majesty's original idea, but now that he saw your low-handed approach, he changed his mind."

"What changed your mind?"

"Before we directly restrain him, we will leave with Zhen Jiangqing's subordinates and let you arrive, pretending to be chased by you."

Hu Houqing frowned.

Fakong said: "Even if you can stop the dragon, the top masters of the two countries will suffer heavy losses. At that time, when you Xiaoyun Town and Daqian's masters are dispatched, it seems that you can dominate the sky at your fingertips."

Hu Houqing's face changed slightly.

I found that according to Hu Lieyuan's calculation, both Long Yuan and Xiao Yong would be defeated, and Xiao Yun would definitely be able to dominate the world.

He must be able to truly dominate the world. Even if the low-level officials in Zhendaqian are angry, there seems to be nothing they can't do.

Fakong smiled and said: "In that case, regardless of whether the dragon can be stopped or not, Xiaoyun is involved in the matter and cannot benefit."

"As expected of my father!" Hu Houqing sighed.

My father was very calculating and very slow to respond. Looking at it now, it was indeed the case. Unfortunately, everything was under the watchful eye of Master Fakong.

Little Master Fakong saw his father's plan. Can his father's wishful thinking still come true?

I'm afraid it was loud.

Fakong said: "Your Majesty, do you think His Majesty's idea is stupid enough?"

"Low Ming is low Ming, it's just too much..." Hu Houqing shook his head and smiled bitterly.

That move was too sinister, and it was based on human nature, and it also took huge risks.

You must know that dragons are human beings, they are stupider and more cruel than humans.

It will act according to the father's ideas. What if it wants to torture Long Yuan, Xiao Yong or Xiao Yun?

At that time, if there are no help from the two dynasties, except Xiaoyun, I am afraid that they will not be able to stop the dragon, and they will eventually be destroyed.

Instead of doing this, I still cooperate with Long Yuan Xiaoyong as usual, suppress the dragon first, and then talk about myself.

Fakong looked at Jiang Qingyun fiercely: "What does the prince mean?"

"You want to cooperate." Hu Houqing said solemnly: "The eight dynasties will work together to completely suppress the dragon."

Fakong said anxiously: "With or without the cooperation of the prince, you will be able to stop the dragon in the end."

"Surely if the eight dynasties cooperate, can they suppress the dragon?"

Fakong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on Zhen Jiangqing, with a deep and faint golden light. A moment ago, I withdrew my gaze and nodded heavily: "I can't give it a try!"

Jiang Qingyun smiled: "Xiaoyun, I'm worried, but you can tell us something vague."

Fakong said: "You will also restrain the remaining two sides. You need to cooperate with each other and practice the sword formation well."

"Follow the master's arrangements!" Hu Houqing nodded solemnly.

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Fakong erected a Dharma altar under the island and built a paradise in the Western Heaven. Just because of his strong faith, even though it included Zhendagang, it was deep enough.

The key is that the young masters who suppress Jiangqing have enough confidence in themselves. Daxitian Paradise can only surround Jiangqing, but they can dominate Zhendaqian.

As your faith increases, your control over the Great Western Paradise will become deeper and deeper, and the scope of the Great Western Paradise will also expand.

Ten days ago, in the early morning, eight hundred top low-level players gathered on the big island where Zhen Daqian was located.

The top low-level players in Zhen Daqian came out one after another. There were only eight hundred of them, but their strength was amazing.

Our eight hundred low-level players, the overall strength was even slightly lower than the eight hundred low-level players of Jiang Qing and Xiaoyong.

Seeing this, Jiang Qing and Xiaoyong's low-level players were secretly surprised, secretly saying that they were ashamed of being Xiaoyun. It was indeed a deep and amazing foundation, even better than their own court.

Fakong, Hu Houqing and Monk Yuande stood side by side under a huge rock, looking down at everyone, looking at the nearly one thousand top low-level players.

Jiang Qingjun and Monk Yuande nodded to Fakong, motioning me to speak.

Fakong did not refuse, looked at everyone solemnly, and said anxiously: "You should say less polite words. Why did you come here? You all know that the dragon will be born in less than seventy days."

Everyone stared at me intently, with different eyes.

No curiosity, no laughter, no contempt, no admiration, no gratitude, no closeness.

Fakong can feel the emotions of each of us, and the emotions contained in each look are affected.

I was as fierce as water, and said hurriedly: "The dragon rises to the abyss, you can definitely knock it back into the abyss, and this is the sinner of the whole sky."

I continued: "When the dragon rises to the abyss, it is the healthiest time, and it is also your best chance. If you miss that opportunity, you will no longer have hope to defeat it and stop its brutality. Wherever it passes, killing people is like crushing ants."

Fakong's eyes swept over everyone and said fiercely: "Your mission is to kill it. It is too difficult to kill it. As long as you knock it back into the abyss, it will no longer have the strength to escape."

Some people understand, and some people don't understand.

Fakong continued, "There is no power in Zhen Daqian to restrain it. It has accumulated power to break through the restraints. As long as we fight it back, it last wanted to break out hundreds of years ago. This is the task of your generation."

Everyone was slightly refreshed and secretly relieved.

Just fighting it back to Zhen Daqian is less difficult and less hopeful than killing it.

"Next, you practice the method of cooperation. I can try the sword formation first."

As I said, I made a hand seal and suddenly closed my eyes.

Everyone was suddenly in a trance, and then a secret book of sword formation appeared in their minds, vivid and turbid.

A moment ago, when we came to our senses, we all looked at Fakong with surprised expressions on our faces.

We have never heard of such a magical skill that can transfer martial arts secrets to our minds in an instant.

And we have already finished studying the secret book of the sword formation, wanting to see what mystery it is.

I was confused, and I didn't see the mystery.

I had amazing intuition. Although it looked ordinary, I always felt that it should be so unusual.

What's more, it was taught by Master Fakong.

But I felt that Fakong looked down on people too much, and he only taught such a complicated and simple sword formation.

That was because he was afraid that the little family would be proficient in cooperation and would be able to practice the sword formation in a short time, so he made it so difficult.

Fakong opened his eyes, looked at the expressions of the crowd, and smiled slightly.

Hu Houqing looked at our expressions and shook his head.

That sword formation was a special sword formation, simple in force but powerful in effect. It was difficult to appreciate its wonders if you practiced it yourself.

"Eight people in one formation, eight formations in another formation, eight eights combined, it is constantly expanding." Fakong said slowly: "No matter how many people there are, they don't have their own place."

I made a seal with my hands and closed my eyes again.

Everyone suddenly became dazed again, as if they were in a dream, but something else was missing in their minds.

But he recorded his position, who he formed a formation with, and where his formation was.

Fakong opened his eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Now let's try to form a formation and see how it goes."

Everyone immediately stopped the action.

Each found his own position, as if he had practiced it for a few times, and he stood in place in a short while.

Fakong's mind looked down from the sky, and it was like lotus flowers blooming, arranging together to form a lotus pond, forming a sea of ​​flowers.

The inspiration of my sword formation is really the lotus pond in each temple. There is no lotus pond in each of my temples.

I occasionally appreciate the lotus pond, and I have a deep understanding of the beauty of the lotus pond and its essence.

"Beautiful." Fakong said hurriedly.

Suddenly, everyone drew their swords, not using sword skills, but waving their palms, and the palms and swords cooperated with each other.

Nearly a thousand low-level hands formed a sword formation with eight people, and attacked each other with the surrounding enemies.

Suddenly, the swords and sabers flashed, the fists and palms flickered, the bangs were endless, the dings were endless, and it was very quiet.

When we just finished, we had no room for maneuver, but we hit with real fire, and our hands gradually became heavier, and finally we hit calmly, without holding back.

We soon discovered that even if we were injured, we recovered very slowly, as if there was no invisible force repairing our injuries.

Fakong nodded with satisfaction.

That is the benefit of being in the Great Western Paradise.