Dugu Xiaqing's understanding, especially in swordsmanship, was astonishing, and he took advantage of it.

His eyes were deep and he looked at Dugu Xia Qing again.

Dugu Xia Qing looked at each other calmly.

After a moment, Fakong nodded with satisfaction: "What you killed this time was not an ordinary master."

"I know, he is a master of Wuji Sect."

"The reputation of this master is not small." Fakong said: "He is famous, and if he dies in your hands, you can also be considered to have established your authority."

"The disciples of Wuji Sect will definitely take revenge."

"Won't."

"Um--?"

"This person is one of the top masters of Wuji Sect. He died in your hands. Do you think there will be more masters from Wuji Sect who will come to die?"

"Then they..."

"It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. They will practice hard and try to surpass you as soon as possible, and then take revenge."

"That's okay..." Dugu Xiaqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She really didn't want to be cruel to the masters of Wuji Sect, but if she didn't, they would kill her again.

It's really difficult.

Fakong smiled and said: "With this killing, you can enjoy a peaceful life. The eldest and second princes will not come to disturb you."

Dugu Xia Qing frowned and said: "If such a master is killed by me, the eldest prince will suffer huge losses. Will he really give up?"

"These princes..." Fakong shook his head and said: "They are best at judging the situation and will not go against the trend. Since you are so strong and refuse to be solicited by others, what they want to do is not to recruit you, but not to offend you.

You, so as not to push you to the other side."

Dugu Xia Qing was thoughtful.

Fakong chatted with her some more, and seeing that the night was getting dark, he said goodbye and left.

——

The next morning, after Fakong woke up, he lay on the bed and didn't want to get up, and suddenly felt a little lazy.

He turned over on the couch and lay on his side.

The sun shines on the window paper, making the house bright and soft.

The birds in the back mountain were chirping, which was crisp and sweet, making the room more peaceful and adding to his laziness.

Fakong lazily closed his eyes and recalled the emperor's edict.

The order is for the masters of the two sects to go to Haitian Cliff where the Tianhai Sword Sect is located.

Haitian Cliff is a place near the sea, more than a thousand meters high, standing near the sea.

In that kind of place, you can escape by jumping into the sea, which is the most convenient way to escape, and it is almost impossible to pursue or intercept you.

How will the emperor deal with the Tianhai Sword Sect?

According to the methods used by Kunshan Holy Cult at the time, the emperor would not do it forcefully, but should use other means to disintegrate the Tianhai Sword Sect.

It is difficult to change a person's behavior style.

Although the emperor cannot be seen through clairvoyance, through changes in the margins, one can barely deduce the emperor's method.

However, if one looks at the masters from the Vajra Temple or Xu Zhijian and the others, the future scene is always changing.

One moment it was one way, and the next moment it was another way, and it was hard to figure out which one it was.

The fundamental reason is that I am involved in it.

You are the biggest variable.

But he couldn't just sit back and watch.

This creates a paradox.

"Haha..." Lin Feiyang's laughter suddenly came from outside: "Abbot! Abbot!"

Fakong sat up and said, "What's the matter?"

"What a happy event!" Lin Feiyang laughed and said, "Little Qingluo has become a Grand Master, a first-class master!"

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly, pushed open the door and walked out of the house, and came to Lin Feiyang: "When did you break through?"

"Just now!" Lin Feiyang was overjoyed: "A genius, a genius that only happens once in a thousand years!"

Then I asked, has there ever been a fifteen-year-old great master in the world?
Chapter completed!