First, don’t take the initiative to cause trouble.

Second, all conflicts are not directed at the entire Communist Party, but only at Zhao Changhe.

Third, only solve the problem when facing provocations and do not fight back.

After discussion with Mingguang, the two set the three most basic principles of conduct.

"But this is too cowardly."

Mingguang frowned.

Fang Chengdao: "It's true. However, this is the case with the current environment. We must ensure the stability and peace of the entire Pancake Valley. It is indeed a little scary, but at this time, defense is the best offense. As the saying goes, if God wants to destroy it, he must first make it crazy. We want Zhao Changhe to go crazy."

Ming Guang said: "I understand the truth you are talking about very well, but others may not understand it. If we do this, it will probably affect the expansion of mutual aid learning association. If we are really too timid, it may not be good, right?"

Fang Cheng frowned and said, "It's reasonable. In this way, if the Tongjin Association uses means to deal with the Mutual Aid Learning Association, we will endure it first, but it is not that we will not take action. At the same time, we must publicize it so that the entire Pancake Valley will know that the Tongjin Association will deal with us first and bully us first. Then, then counterattack. However, the purpose we have just set, counterattack cannot be targeted at the entire Tongjin Association, but only targeted Zhao Changhe.

In addition, we must act before they deal with us first, so that we can occupy a moral commanding height. No matter what happens, we are victims! In the whole process, we want to calm things down, we don’t want to do anything big, we just want to study steadily. In short, we are good people, and everything is their fault. That’s it!”

Mingguang said: "I understand what you mean. But in this way, if we want to deal with them, we can only count on the seniors of the Jindan and the senior sect to take action. But what if they don't take action?"

Fang Chengdao: "They haven't taken action, just call them to take action! If it really doesn't work, force them to take action."

"ah?"

"The confrontation between Zhao Changhe and us will inevitably affect others. If the top leaders of the sect do not take action, it will only mean that the impact will be small. At that time, we will help them expand the impact and make the entire Pancake Valley restless, wouldn't it be better?"

"Can you still do this?"

Mingguang, who has been practicing in the Elixir Valley since childhood, was shocked by this not-so-complex conspiracy.

"It's probably that's it. Next, you'll arrange the daily routine of the mutual aid study meeting just as before, and don't worry about anything else."

"All right……"

Leaving from the bright light, Fang Cheng returned to his residence.

With the King Cheng sword in front of him, Fang Cheng prepared a small jade bottle and pointed at a little five-colored light, like a thin blade, gently scraping the sword body.

The few drops of liquid, which were as viscous as oil, were easily scraped off and sent into the jade bottle.

Because there is a certain loss during the scraping process, the Huangquan Breaking Spirit Water in the jade bottle is only a small drop of as big as a small fingernail, not a lot.

"Is this thing that restrains King Cheng Sword?"

Fang Cheng looked at the Huangquan Poling Water, put it away, and then looked at King Cheng Jian.

Losing the suppression of these drops of Huangquan Spiritual Water, the Chengwang Sword presents a vibrant feeling, and the surrounding spiritual energy slowly enters the sword body.

"This recovery is a bit slow!"

Fang Cheng thought to himself, but he didn't care much. He began to recognize the Lord and inherit the King's Sword according to the method given to him by Bai Conglong.

After all, this long sword was once the best treasure weapon. It took a lot of time to recognize the owner, and it took a full four hours to successfully recognize the owner.

A clear light as clear as water rippled out from the sword, drilling into Fang Cheng's eyebrows, and then wandering around him for a while. Fang Cheng felt that he had a strange connection with the sword in his hand.

The light turned back to the sword, gradually transforming from white to light blue, and then it rippled like ripples in the water, but did not leave the sword body, gradually wrapping the long sword.

"This is……"

Bai Conglong didn't say that such a thing would happen when he recognized his master, which made Fang Cheng feel surprised.

In the light, the long sword gradually became different.

The sword body was lengthened and the hilt became thinner. Soon, it was completely different from the long sword just now.

In a blink of an eye, the light disappeared, and what appeared in front of Fang Cheng was a narrow sword that was 1.5 meters long.

The hilt of the sword is thirty centimeters long, the sword body is only two fingers wide, and a thin dark blue line in the middle extends to both sides and gradually turns to light blue.

The sword blades on both sides are pure white, as thin as a cicada's wings, as transparent as it is.

Compared with what he had before, the current sword is more of a work of art than a weapon.

Beautiful, but fragile.

No one would believe that this sword can be taken out to fight the enemy.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, Fang Cheng could feel the power in this work of art. He cut the long sword against a thick back and wide-blade machete of the highest-grade spiritual weapon. The one that was cut into two segments was definitely the machete.

"However, the treasure can be big or small. Even if this sword becomes hundreds of meters high, I can accept it. It is very likely that it will become as long as a finger. However, compared to just now, it has completely changed two differently!"

Fang Cheng had never heard of treasures that could change their appearance.

"And after recognizing the master, he changed directly without permission. Haha, are all treasures now so willful?"

When he came to the yard with a long sword, Fang Cheng casually danced a set of sword techniques, and only felt that the long sword in his hand was smooth and every minute and inch seemed to be specially created for his use habits.

This feeling made Fang Cheng quickly fall in love with the blue long sword in his hand. When he was happy, he would play for a while.

Seeing that it was getting late, I stopped and put it in the storage ring, Fang Cheng felt a sense of reluctance in his heart.

Shaking his head and throwing this feeling out, Fang Cheng said intimately: "Even if there is no spiritual existence, this King Cheng Sword is still very spiritual!"

Although treasures are weapons, they have spirits and are not low in wisdom.

So, as a weapon, what is the relationship between it and its master?

Totally belong to the master?

Or a simple partnership?

Different treasures and monks have different relationships.

The King Cheng Jian gave Fang Cheng the feeling that he was like a flattering but extremely loyal slander, who regarded himself as its king.

It arranges everything in every way that Fangcheng serves meticulously.

However, it is a capable slander.

Whether to use its abilities to govern the world, or enjoy its flattery and ignore the affairs of the court, it is all in one thought.

"It is possible to make the spirit in the sword become this personality, and even after the spirit is gone, it still has such spirituality. That guy Bai Conglong certainly cannot do it. Chengwang Sword... Could it be that the original owner of this sword is really a king?"

Fang Cheng walked back to the room while thinking.
Chapter completed!