"King Xing has the spirit of a dragon, he is the appearance of a prince, and Zhu Houzhao still has no heirs......" Fang Hong pinched his chin with one hand, King Xing is the clan closest to Zhu Houzhao, if Zhu Houzhao dies, then the most likely person to take over the throne must be King Xing.

"However, with the strength of King Xing, it shouldn't be difficult to kill a Zhu Houzhao. Then why did he want to help King Ning, and what good was it for him?" Thoughts flashed through Fang Hong's mind, but he didn't have the slightest clue.

Judging from this kind of performance, King Xing has been acting timidly, as if he is afraid of something...... "You must know that King Xing's subordinates have thousands of terrifying Yin God Guards, and once this force is put on the battlefield, it will have a decisive impact on the battle situation." However, under the premise of having such terrifying power, King Xing is still so careful to behave, which is a bit of a saying.

So what is he afraid of?

"Maybe he's afraid of the destiny of heaven!" Fang Hong's eyes quietly glanced towards the sky, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. He suddenly thought of one thing, the last time he fought against Mr. Bai, he deliberately broke through the realm to attract the attention of the Mandate of Heaven, and almost didn't scare the existence behind Mr. Bai to death. In the end, that existence also handed over the "Taishang Calendar Tribulation Laws", so he was able to escape with his life. It can be seen that the most feared thing of King Xing should be the Mandate of Heaven.

Fang Hong felt that the fog in front of him seemed to be getting less and less, and he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

"In that case, if King Xing kills Zhu Houzhao directly, he will definitely attract the attention of the Mandate of Heaven, so as to explain why he is so timid. If you speculate further, he supports King Ning because he wants King Ning to be a-stirring stick to muddy the water in the world, so that the destiny of heaven can be covered. Fang Hong boldly assumed that King Xing was afraid of the Mandate of Heaven and pushed things backwards, and there was a sudden feeling of enlightenment in his mind.

If that's all it takes, it's a big deal to let Daming change an emperor. King Xing is the emperor, or Zhu Houzhao is the emperor, this has no effect on Fang Hong, and he is not very familiar with Zhu Houzhao's relationship, and he will not officially tear his face with King Xing for a stranger.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, the goal of this Xingwang is not just the throne. Fang Hong's eyes were like a deep ancient well, and he sighed slightly. The ancient raft is in the hands of King Xing, and those remnants of Shinto power are estimated to be standing behind King Xing. They are so deliberately trying to get the throne, and the purpose will definitely not be so simple.

Fang Hong has always thought of people in the worst way, those Shinto powers finally escaped with their lives, it is resolutely impossible to succumb to the destiny of heaven, always thinking that one day, they can walk in this world openly.

Therefore, he is eighty percent sure that the position of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty will have an extremely significant impact on those powerful plans, "Then what should I do?" Fang Hong couldn't help but have a headache, subjectively speaking, he was unwilling to watch King Xing grow, he and King Xing had conflicts many times, the two had already made a feud, and it was difficult to resolve it. Moreover, even if it is resolved, it is impossible for King Xing's personality to coexist with him on an equal footing, and he must be in a subordinate position.

However, objectively speaking, those Shinto powerful plans are also good for him. Because we all have a common enemy, and that is the Mandate of Heaven. Once King Xing's plan succeeds, it is likely that Shinto will be re-established, and at that time, he may be able to take the opportunity to get rid of it, without worrying that he will be wiped out by the Mandate of Heaven at any time.

Fang Hong's mind turned countless thoughts, constantly weighing the pros and cons. In the end, he was dejected to find that it was really no good to obstruct King Xing's plan, and it was easy to put himself into it.

"Forget it, I just need to sweep the snow in front of my door, so why bother with all those idle things. Fang Hong smiled bitterly and shook his head, he himself was an extremely realistic person, he was not a hero for the country and the people, and he didn't have any idea of making contributions. Everything he does, he thinks about himself.

He will not put himself in danger unless he is forced to do so.

Fang Hong stayed here for a few days, then rode his horse again and quickly headed in the direction of Taiyuan City. After a few more days, he rushed back home.

When he returned home, he did not relax, but prepared to enshrine the gods. When he does things, he always makes a few more preparations. Although there are Xingwang and those who rush to the front and fight against the Mandate of Heaven, his own strength cannot be put down. Iron must also be hard, only when you are strong, can you gain an invincible position.

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After the Chinese New Year, the weather is getting warmer day by day. In the Taiping Temple in the east of Taiyuan City, the willow trees in it have also begun to bud. The willow trees that cover the entire Taoist temple exude a rich and fresh smell. Goose yellow, tender green, looks so springy.

However, no one knew that at night, those lovely willow trees changed their appearance one after another, like devils with teeth and claws, and kept swaying their branches.

In the middle of all the willows is a huge willow tree that requires seven or eight people to hold on. It is rumored that the age of this willow tree is as long as that of the Taiping Temple, and it has a history of hundreds of years. The locals call this tree a sacred tree, and many people come to pray every day.

"Whew. "This sacred tree, which has been worshiped by many people, writhed desperately after the night was late. It was as if a living person was swinging, and like an octopus dancing its teeth and claws, and when a timid person approached, he would surely be frightened and lose half his life.

With the swaying of this sacred tree, the power of rich incense kept pouring into its body. After all, the Taiping Temple is the largest Taoist temple in Taiyuan City, the incense is prosperous, and there are thousands of people who worship the incense every day.

And in the area of the root of the sacred tree, there is a talisman seal with missing corners and corners, and with the pouring of incense, the talisman seal shines brightly.

"It's comfortable, it's really comfortable. A cloud of black qi vaguely condensed into a huge human face, and on this face, a satisfied expression was revealed.

The favorite of this yin god is the power of incense, because incense carries a warm and scorching power, which can not only stabilize their figures, but also make them grow stronger.

"Willow Monster, come here and listen to the order!" Just when this human face felt extremely comfortable, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky, and it almost scared him to the point that his will was scattered.