The master of Dayun is about to arrive.

As the guards of the Ming Prince's Mansion, they will have to withstand the impact of storms and rains. Can they withstand it?

We can't let them withdraw at this time.

This not only has a severe decline in their confidence, but also a severe decline in their reputation. Once the reputation of being greedy for life and death becomes hard to turn over.

So the most important thing is to improve their strength.

They are already great masters, and it is not that easy to go further, so let’s try this formation.

This is what he has condensed so far, integrating all the essence of formations and his profound understanding of the laws of worldly movement.

He felt that his formation was not inferior to the formations of the three Wuji brothers, and even better.

As long as they can master it, they can handle this violent assassination, and they can escape unscathed.

"Bang bang bang bang..." The muffled sound was endless.

They attacked wildly and wanted to break Fakkong's defense. As for fear of hurting Fakkong, they definitely didn't...

They knew that even if the four of them mastered the formation, even if they tried their best and performed extremely well, they would still be impossible to hurt a hair.

The Fa Kong transformed into four shadows and entangled with them, and the voice rang out: "Too weak! Too weak!"

The four shadows were like four people, not talking at the same time, but saying one after another, as if the valley echoed.

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Xu Qingluo and the others gritted their teeth and tried their best.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" The four shadows suddenly shook away Xu Qingluo and the others, and then suddenly merged into the middle and condensed into a shadow, revealing the true body of Fa Kong.

He lazily looked at the four people who were staggering back, shook his head: "No, you lack a kind of power."

"What power?" Chu Ling asked.

Xu Qingluo whispered: "Is it a desperate and ruthless effort?"

Fakong nodded: "When you take action, you have no life at all. You either die or I die, nor can you inspire the ruthlessness in your bones."

Only when this is ruthless from the bones can this truly stimulate oneself and stimulate potential.

Without this ruthlessness, it will not be able to stimulate potential.

This way, no matter how many times you practice, no matter how many times you fight, you will not be able to truly reach the limit or stimulate potential.

"This is like this..." Chu Ling frowned and said, "Isn't this what we want to have? I haven't encountered that situation."

Fakong nodded.

Chu Ling's words are correct. This ruthlessness is not something you want, it needs to be stimulated by the actual situation.

They have been smooth sailing and have not really encountered danger.

And even when encountering danger, I feel confident that I know that I will save them, so I am not in a hurry.

"Master, are you going to have trouble?" Xu Qingluo asked.

Fakong summoned them directly, gave them the initiation and taught them the formation, and then exchanged ideas and completed them in one go, so they could not ask too much.

Xu Qingluo had already saved the taste, but she kept holding back and didn't ask too much. Now she finally couldn't help asking.

Fakong said: "Dayun's revenge is coming."

"Big Cloud Assassin?" Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Master, although Big Cloud Assassin is powerful, it is not as fierce as expected. We can handle it."

Especially now that Zhu Ni's cultivation level has improved greatly, the sound killing technique has become even more earth-shaking and almost invincible.

No matter how many masters and assassins come, it will be useless.

Fakong said: "This time it's different, you can't take it."

"Then we..." Xu Qingluo frowned and said, "Master, we can't withdraw, we can only hold on?"

Fakong nodded slowly.

Xu Qingluo said: "If we practice this formation, can we hold on?"

Fakong continued to nod.

Xu Qingluo looked at the other three people.

"Come again!" Chu Ling snorted.

They had a tacit understanding. When Chu Ling was speaking, she had already signaled with her eyes. As soon as she finished speaking, the four of them rushed towards Fakong at the same time, almost attacking.

The law becomes four shadows and continues to defend.

...

In the evening, Fakong was having dinner with everyone, suddenly he looked up at the north side, and his eyes flashed slightly with golden light.

He put down his chopsticks: "You guys eat first, I'll go."

"Master is going to Tianjing?" Xu Qingluo asked hurriedly.

She said with concern: "Is something wrong with Prince Yi?"

Fakong said: "It's not Prince Yi, it's the monk Yuande who came to see me."

He glanced at everyone: "Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe, you two join forces to deal with the four of them, and deal with them hard, and you are not allowed to show mercy."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang's eyes shone and he laughed: "Don't worry, abbot, I will greet them well!"

He grinned and showed a cruel smile: "Xiao Qingluo, I want you to know that fighting with others is a ray of life and death, and it is not a joke."

"Uncle Lin." Xu Qingluo chuckled: "We also want you to know what the real formation is!"

"Hey, it's very good!" Lin Feiyang sneered.

Xu Qingluo and the other two also sneered.

Fanning shook her head aside.

Everyone is just serious, but they are afraid that they will be soft when they take action and cannot make ruthless moves.

Fu Qinghe looked at Fakong.

Fakong said: "If you have a desperate move, there is divine water here, it's hard to die. As long as you don't cut their heads directly, it doesn't matter."

"Yes." Fu Qinghe nodded solemnly.

Chu Ling snorted.

She sensed the danger.

Fu Qinghe is different from Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang said fiercely, but when he started, he was lenient and could not really kill him.

Fu Qinghe is different.

He was taciturn and did not say a harsh word, but he was desperate.

After Monk Fakong said this, Fu Qinghe would never hold back, he would really be able to take action.

Fakong stood up and took out the snowpaper from his sleeve, wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, and then disappeared without a trace.

The next moment he appeared in Yongkong Temple.

Outside Yongkong Temple, the monk Yuande had already appeared outside the door.

He was wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, slender and handsome. The monk's robe did not look wide and bloated on him, but instead looked handsome and extraordinary.

He put one hand on his back, stood quietly in front of the temple and looked at Yongkong Temple, with a solemn and calm look, his eyes flashing, as if there was lightning bolts.

This has already condensed the energy in the whole body to the extreme, completely condensed in the eyes, and the divine eyes are like lightning.

His divine eyes wanted to see through Yongkong Temple.

But Yongkong Temple was blocked by invisible power. When standing so close, it was impossible to see the reality and reality. It only felt like a vast area.

He felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

I originally thought that I couldn't see clearly when I stood in the distance because the distance was too far, or that there were other arrangements in Yongkong Temple, or some treasures to guard it.

Now when you stand close, you feel completely different.

He felt as if he was in a fog, not knowing where he was, and he was actually losing himself.

The more he looked, the more confused he became, the deeper he fell into.

In a trance, I seemed to be in a vast fog, surrounded by fog, without a sense of direction between south and north, and even without a difference between up and down.

He tried desperately to break through the thick fog, but he couldn't break through it, and instead became more and more fog.

He tried all his skills to transport the mental methods of Damiaolian Temple to the extreme, and his body emitted a hazy white light.

A trace of spiritual awareness that was concentrated in the mind, walked slowly step by step, and suddenly I saw that I had appeared a hundred meters away.

Before he knew it, he had already left the temple gate for a hundred meters.

He looked solemn, stood there in contemplation for a moment, then turned to the temple gate and came under the plaque of the temple.

This time, he did not have the feeling of the thick fog locking the world as before.

As expected, the more I stimulated my cultivation, the more I countered it. If I stopped practicing, there would be no obstacles.

But when he reached out to touch the brass knocker at the temple door, his eyes were blurred.

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