People seemed not to see them.

"Master, you have expected it, right?" Monk Yuande chewed it carefully, savoring the sour and sweet taste, and after swallowing it, he said.

Fakong smiled and said: "If I didn't expect it, Master wouldn't believe it, right?"

"As expected." Monk Yuande said bitterly: "Everything is not beyond the master's expectation."

Fakong said: "Some are not unexpected, like his sneak attack, but some are unexpected... I can see my future, but the moment I see the future, I also change my future.

So it’s not accurate to look at yourself.”

Monk Yuande nodded slowly.

Master and himself had discussed clairvoyance, and there are also detailed descriptions of clairvoyance in ancient classics, so we can infer this.

The moment the future is seen, the future has already changed, unless the practitioner of clairvoyance looks on coldly and does not interfere with worldly affairs.

Otherwise, you will be trapped in cause and effect, becoming more and more entangled and unable to escape.

Therefore, clairvoyance is not the ultimate method, but is the cause of troubles and hinders reaching the other shore.

"Master, you must think I am soft-hearted, right?"

"Understood." Fakong took another pill and said while chewing, "If it were me, I would probably have to choose this way."

Monk Yuande felt warm in his heart.

He felt awkward and aggrieved about his choice, and felt very uncomfortable. When he heard what Fakong said, he didn't laugh at himself, and felt faintly grateful.

Fakong said: "Master, I can see that your Great Miaolian Temple's ability to suppress the Sects of Divine Sword Peak and others is not strong enough."

Monk Yuande hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

The Great Miaolian Temple has been somewhat inactive over the years, and the prodigies are no longer as spewing out as before. The shock to the entire Dayong Wulin is still there, but it is not as strong.

If it were the past, Lu Jianming would never dare to do this.

If it were his master, Lu Jianming would never dare to do this.

Although his own intimidation is not enough, it is actually the intimidation of the Great Miaolian Temple that is not enough. Otherwise, Lu Jianming, a disciple of the Great Miaolian Temple, would not dare to do this without his master or himself.

Fakong said: "If this continues, I'm afraid there will be a risk of losing control."

Monk Yuande was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Master is still here, they don't dare to do anything without permission."

If the master really wanted to die, I might not be able to suppress it, but the master's lifespan has greatly increased now, giving him time to grow.

Fakong shook his head and said: "After all, there is no solution. Master, you still need to use thunderous means. Blind modesty is useless."

Monk Yuande nodded slowly.

He also felt this deeply, and what happened this time was extremely exciting to him.

His temper was firmly suppressed, but it kept surging, and he kept reflecting on whether what he had been doing was appropriate and whether he was not tough enough.

If he had been tougher before, would Lu Jianming dare to do this?

He has always felt that the world respects him and respects him, but this time it has completely overturned.
Chapter completed!