There is nothing Ziyang Pavilion can do if they don't fall for it.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Senior brother, let's look for another chance. Now we still have to be careful about the Holy Cult of Kunshan."

"Well, the Holy Cult of Kunshan is indeed a danger. It will cause endless troubles. You should also be careful about the people around you when you are in the prime minister. I am sure that there are disciples of the Holy Cult of Kunshan in both the foreign and internal departments."

"Is there no way to deal with them?"

"Looking at it now, there is really nothing we can do."

Fakong shook his head.

The key is to find no clues to the Jade Blood Transformation Technique. If we can get the mental method they cultivate, we can crack it in a targeted manner.

The Holy Cult of Kunshan has now formed a perfect closed loop. If this closed loop cannot be broken, the Holy Cult of Kunshan cannot be destroyed.

"Senior brother, they will definitely make trouble for your prayer ceremony."

"Yeah." Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen looked worried.

I don’t need to explain the seriousness of this, my senior brother should understand.

It only takes a few people to turn the prayer ceremony into a river of blood and turn it into a scene of hell.

Fakong smiled: "It's okay."

"Can you really handle it?" Ning Zhenzhen asked with a frown.

Fakong said: "Please ask the Forbidden Palace to take action and screen out the first batch of Kunshan Holy Cult disciples. The rest will not be a concern."

"...Senior brother, be careful."

Fakong smiled and said, "You might as well come over that day and watch the excitement."

"Yes, I will go there." Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly.

But I really don't feel at ease if I go and see her. I can be of some help at a critical moment. It makes me worried just thinking about it.

This is really a great opportunity for Kunshan Holy Sect.

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"Ha!" Monk Huiling saw the golden bowl appearing, jumped off the crossbar that was used to ring the bell, and stared at it with bright eyes.

The golden bowl was placed on the stone table. Fakong smiled and said, "Uncle, it's yours."

"Really give it to me?"

"Of course it's for you."

"Haha..." Monk Huiling was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it. He leaned forward and lay down in front of the stone table to look around and admired: "Yes, that's right, that's what it is.

It’s so wonderful…, so wonderful…, so ingenious!”

Seeing him like this, Lin Feiyang shook his head and said: "Old monk, you still have some shame. If it were me, I would have no shame!"

"Go, go, Xiao Linzi, what do you know!" Monk Huiling waved his hand, stared at the golden bowl and praised: "What a wonderful work!"

Fakong said: "Uncle Master, why didn't I see the cleverness of it?"

"Abbott, don't you think its shape is wonderful, and you feel solemn and solemn when you look at it?"

Fa Kong hesitated.

He really didn't see its beauty, only the prayers inside it.

"That's because, Abbot, you haven't reached the first level yet." Monk Huiling shook his head and said: "If you reach the first level, you will be able to appreciate its mystery. It is really unparalleled! ... Abbot, you can stare at it more and say,

Maybe it can help you achieve the first level."

"Um--?"

"It's very possible." Monk Huiling said: "Abbott, your understanding is amazing. Others may not be able to do it, but it is possible for you."

"Then I'll give it a try." Fakong smiled.

He is now stuck on the final kick and feels very uncomfortable.

In order to get into the first rank, you can try any method.
Chapter completed!