Chapter 603 Spirit Seed(2/2)
"Um."
"Why refuse?" Xu Qingluo said puzzledly: "This is a rare and good opportunity."
As long as you become the abbot, you will have established a master-disciple relationship with the Queen Mother and Queen, and you will be their master.
The status is naturally lofty, and cannot be compared with it now.
Now there is only a name, but no points.
Fakong said: "There are too many secular affairs, which will be troublesome after all. It is better to be the abbot of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple."
Xu Qingluo tilted her head to look at him, and finally shook her head.
It's never that simple.
There must be a reason that I haven't thought through. What is the reason?
She fell into deep thought.
Fa Kong put the jade bottle on the table, made seals with his hands, and cast the rejuvenation spell, hitting the jade bottle one after another.
Xu Qingluo stared at it for a while and then said: "Master, since the emperor said this, it is obvious that he has received the news that there will be danger on Prince Yi's side."
"Um."
"The emperor's news is indeed better informed."
"It's natural."
"That's Dayong, it's Tianjing." Xu Qingluo said: "Is there such good news?"
Fa Kong is noncommittal.
Xu Qingluo said: "I think the emperor's news may not come from Tianjing, but from Dayun."
Fakong smiled.
Xu Qingluo said: "Our emperor should not be underestimated."
Fakong nodded slowly.
Xu Qingluo shook her head: "But since the emperor has such good information, how could he let the Tianhai Sword Sect become like this..."
She frowned in thought.
I feel like there is a fog in front of my eyes. If I peel away one layer, there will be another layer, layer after layer, endless.
Fakong released his fingerprints and looked at the jade bottle.
His eyes suddenly became dark, and he closed them after a moment, his face serious.
Xu Qingluo woke up from her deep thoughts. Seeing his expression, she said softly: "Master, we couldn't save him?"
"As if dead and alive."
"Was it originally dead?" Xu Qingluo said: "Didn't I say it was thirty years ago? That means it was at least thirty years old, and maybe more than a hundred years ago. It was already dead and could no longer die."
Fakong opened his eyes and glanced at her.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master, last night I tried to pretend to be Prince Ming when he left the mansion, and I found a lot of problems."
"Hmm." Fa Kong said absently.
No matter how hard you try, you can't lure all the assassins away. There will eventually be more shrewd assassins, and they may even be divided into two groups to prevent this situation from happening.
No matter whether it is the real King Ming or the fake King Ming who leaves, there will be two groups of people to assassinate him to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
If it were me, I would arrange it this way.
Seeing him like this, Xu Qingluo fell into deep thought again.
She is extremely keen and insightful. After discovering that Fakong's expression was different, she immediately began to reflect on whether her thoughts were wrong and whether her thinking had gone astray.
After a while, Xu Qingluo whispered: "Master, are they divided into two groups?"
Fakong glanced at her and nodded with satisfaction.
"This is troublesome." Xu Qingluo frowned and said, "Are we going to split into two groups and leave?"
"There will always be someone keeping an eye on the palace."
"Then send Prince Ming away." Xu Qingluo said, "Let them keep an eye on him."
Fakong smiled: "That's an idea... but it's not very necessary."
Without interference now, according to the original development, King Ming is in danger, and Ning Zhen can really protect him.
If you change it rashly again, you will have to confirm it again. The result may not be as good as now, and you will have to change it again and again, which will be even more troublesome.
"I understand." Xu Qingluo immediately understood that everything was safe, so she went according to the original plan.
Lin Feiyang disguised himself as Prince Ming and evacuated the palace.
I will act as a bodyguard for myself.
Chapter completed!