In the early morning, he came back after having breakfast with Xu Zhijian, and followed his usual habit of walking slowly and leisurely in Shenjing City.

When they arrived at Lingkong Temple, they found that Leng Feiqiong and Zhu Lanxin were in the monastery, and Zhu Lanxin was still weeding.

Fa Kong came to the monastery.

Leng Feiqiong saluted together: "Master, I got the news that King Duan has reactivated it."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Leng Feiqiong said: "The emperor has re-appointed Prince Duan as Sizheng of the Southern Supervision Department. It's almost like a joke."

Fakong sat at the stone table next to him and sighed: "The emperor doesn't know how to joke, he must have deep meaning."

"The Southern Supervision Department has made it look half-baked now." Leng Feiqiong shook his head: "It's really crooked."

King Duan acted in extreme ways and was not righteous himself, otherwise the Southern Supervision Department would not have become what it is now.

Fakong smiled: "It seems that the emperor is ambitious again."

"What ambition?" Leng Feiqiong frowned: "To unify the martial arts world?"

Fakong nodded slowly.

Leng Feiqiong was puzzled: "Unify the martial arts through the Southern Supervision Department?"

This is simply a joke.

No matter how powerful the Southern Supervisory Department is, it cannot force all the martial arts sects to bind themselves and voluntarily submit to the unified jurisdiction of the imperial court.

The Southern Supervision Department is not that strong yet.

Even if the Shenwu Mansion, the Southern Supervisory Department, and the Green Clothes Department combine all their forces to put pressure on the various martial arts sects, the various martial arts sects may not yield.

Fakong said: "We should use the Southern Supervisory Department to disintegrate the various sects and then unify them, or recruit some to suppress others. The emperor's power is extremely powerful."

"Can master see it?"

"What I see now is hazy." Fakong shook his head and said: "It may involve me... the emperor wants to drag me into it?"

Leng Feiqiong shook his head.

She hasn't received any news about this yet.

Now all we know is to re-enable King Duan and restore the position of Sizheng.

She was alerted that this was an unusual signal and guessed that the court was making another big move, but when she asked Chu Xiong, Chu Xiong said nothing and remained tight-lipped.

Fakong said: "Just wait and see what happens."

His eyes fell on Zhu Lanxin, who was bending over to weed.

Zhu Lanxin was wearing a purple shirt and was bending her slender waist with graceful and attractive movements.

His eyes were still as he looked at Zhu Lanxin.

Zhu Lanxin felt a little uncomfortable being looked at, so she stopped and turned around: "Master?"

Fakong said: "Miss Zhu, where's your news?"

Zhu Lanxin said softly: "The news that the imperial court wants to unify the martial arts has spread, and it is spreading among the various factions in the martial arts."

Leng Feiqiong hummed: "This is someone deliberately causing trouble, and we are tracing the source of the rumors."

Fakong said: "Have you found it?"

Leng Feiqiong shook his head: "It's difficult."

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