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Chapter 295(2/2)

"Father didn't agree?"

"No."

"How is that possible..." The smile on Chu Xiang's face had frozen when Fa Kong shook his head, and turned into a bitter smile at this time. He sat down at the table, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, regardless of whether it was hot or not: "

What a joy!"

Chu Ling was puzzled: "Brother Ninth, what do you think is going on with my father? We clearly know the location of the Kunshan Holy Cult General Altar, and we can rush over and destroy it, so why won't it be destroyed?"

"My father doesn't believe in the master, especially the magical powers used by the master. My father is very disgusted." Chu Xiang shook his head.

Fakong said: "Did you tell the emperor where the main altar is?"

"I told you, but my father smiled and didn't believe it at all." Chu Xiang sighed: "I really wish I could go there alone and pick them off single-handedly!"

"I went to explore their main altar yesterday and checked the reality. There are at least sixty-two great masters."

"...six...sixty-two?"

"It shouldn't be wrong." Fakong said calmly.

Chu Xiang's face was gloomy, his eyes twinkling.

Chu Ling was speechless and said in surprise: "That's more than the Grand Masters in our Forbidden Palace, right? If they rush towards me in anger, my father can't stop them, right?"

Fakong smiled: "I'm afraid the emperor has already received the news before they arrive at Shenjing."

There is no way for a Grand Master to hide something from a Grand Master.

Even if there are people who have the ability to hide themselves, there won't be many of them.

He had already sensed it when he returned to Shenjing.

There are great masters guarding the four directions outside Shenjing City, forming the first layer of defense circle. Then there are great masters guarding the four directions of the city wall inside Shenjing City. Then there are great masters guarding the surroundings of the Forbidden Palace. Finally, they arrive at the palace where the emperor lives.

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These layers of defense ensure that no large-scale grandmaster can sneak attack the emperor, and as the emperor is the best in the world, even if he cannot be defeated, no one can stop him from escaping.

"This Kunshan Holy Cult is really powerful." Chu Ling couldn't help but admire.

In any case, more than sixty great masters are truly astonishing.

Fakong smiled.

When he first felt the sixty-two great masters, he was truly amazed, but then he calmed down.

There are more than a dozen first-level masters in the Vajra Temple, but what about the Snow Mountain in the 108th Temple?

Even among the one hundred and eight temples, only the top ten temples have masters, and the total number is probably far more than sixty-two.

But to outsiders, it seems that the Vajra Temple only has two or three first-class masters, and if the 108 temples are added together, there may only be twenty or thirty first-class masters in Daxue Mountain.

Daxue Mountain is also very low-key.

You have to learn it yourself.

The Snowy Mountains are like this, what about the Tianhai Sword Sect and the Holy Sect of Light?

Even the imperial court?

"Alas!" Chu Ling sighed: "It's really sad. Why don't you believe me? My father is not such a confused person."

"The emperor should have other arrangements, so we don't have to worry about it." Fakong said, "The soldiers will block the water and flood the soil."

"Oh, that's the only way it can be!" Chu Xiang was like an eggplant beaten by frost, dejected.

At first I thought my father had listened, but in the end I was happy in vain. After all, my father still didn’t believe in himself and believed in others.

After the traitors in the Forbidden Palace have been eliminated, I am afraid that my father is no longer in a hurry to destroy the Kunshan Holy Cult, but will take the opportunity to see what everyone is doing.

What my father paid attention to was not the Holy Cult of Kunshan, but the courtiers.

In the eyes of his father, the Holy Cult of Kunshan is not worth mentioning, it is difficult to achieve success, and its temporary madness is nothing to worry about.

Even his father even warned himself not to be too involved in the Holy Cult of Kunshan and to keep his eyes on Dayong and Dayun.

They are the real threat, not the Kunshan Holy Cult.

"Your Majesty, at least the threat from the Forbidden Palace has been eliminated. Let's take your time with the rest."

"Well, we can only take it slowly." Chu Xiang wiped his face vigorously, regained his energy, stood up and said, "Then I will take my leave."

The emptiness of the Dharma combines with the tithe.

Chu Ling said hurriedly: "Master, have you really not met the Imperial Grandmother?"

Fakong smiled and said nothing.

"The Imperial Grandmother is very sincere." Chu Ling said, "I'm just talking about Buddhism. The Imperial Grandmother's profound Dharma is probably not inferior to that of the master. Ha, you are afraid that the Dharma will be lost to the Imperial Grandmother, so you don't dare to see the Imperial Grandmother."

?”

The law is empty but the smile is silent.

"Little sister, let's go!" Seeing Chu Ling being so persistent, Chu Xiang shook his head helplessly.

She was very concerned about the imperial grandmother's affairs.
Chapter completed!
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