King Ximing thought carefully and said, "Qing's plan is very good, but there are two joints that I don't understand. ”

"Speak, Your Majesty. ”

"First, how to block the news? Second, if Pang Zuocheng instigates the courtiers after returning to the palace, how should he deal with it?"

"First, the king doesn't have to worry. Tonight's events were certainly in an uproar, but they were confined to the palace walls. And there are also iron troops on the left and right present, and it is not difficult to block the news. ”

"This second, you have to wait for Pang Zhongshi to return to the palace and then improvise. ”

Seeing that King Ximing was hesitant, Su Qinghe continued: "Although this plan cannot be complete, it is already the best strategy at the moment. My king, please think about it, what will happen if you don't help me Dagushan to win the silverfish at this time?"

"It's nothing more than making things worse, so that Dagushan can't contain the snow sea, and it's no good for Ximing Kingdom. Since Fan Fuzhi would come back from the border at this time, it means that Pang Zhongshi was already suspicious. When he returns to the palace, what will he do when he hears about this, I think the Internet knows better than me!"

"At this time, this matter is the lesser of two evils!"

King Ximing waved his hand and asked Su Qinghe to retreat. He wandered alone in the hall for a long time, walking or stopping, standing or squatting, and he always liked to be alone when he thought about something.

Fan Fuzhi and the Night Returners have been fighting for a long time, and even if they are in the imperial city, Fan Fuzhi has no scruples.

The palms opened and closed widely, mobilizing the breath to promote the nine-layer spiritual power to the extreme. He is now a seventh-layer spiritual skill, which happens to suppress the night returnee by one layer, so he plans to fight with the night returnee.

Although the practice of the practice is one level higher, the victory or defeat is by no means determined by anyone's higher level of the exercise, and there are too many factors that affect the victory or defeat.

When the ninth layer of spiritual power was promoted to the fifth layer, ice flowers began to appear on Fan Fuzhi's sleeves, and when he reached the sixth layer, a layer of frost also appeared on his face, and when he reached the seventh layer, the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a layer of ice and snow.

If you cultivate to the eighth layer, all the places you pass through will freeze, and when you reach the ninth layer, it will instantly turn into ice. But he has no hope of cultivating to the last two layers in this life, in order to surpass the night return at the cultivation level, he does not hesitate to absorb the yin qi of the dead to increase his yin and cold qi, which makes his cultivation improve very quickly, but at the same time, it also interrupts his path to the top.

As soon as the night returnee saw Fan Fuzhi's posture, he knew what he wanted, and at the same time, he also raised the nine-layer burning method layer by layer. When he reached the sixth layer, the whole person was already a fireball, but this fireball was darker, and only occasionally emitted a firelight and a roll of heat.

The Night Returner has been staying on the sixth floor for several years, and the first few layers of cultivation are still very smooth, but when they reach the sixth layer, they suddenly can't walk, and no matter how hard you practice, you won't necessarily be able to advance a point.

But he didn't absorb the power of the outside world to improve his cultivation, because although the problems he encountered were the same as those of Fan Fuzhi, they were much smaller than him.

The palms clashed, and the two air currents immediately stuck together, winding and twisting to erode each other. A wave of air shook, and all the floor tiles next to it exploded and flew into the air, and the fish in the garden also died under this wave of air. Wu Nan was shocked and took a few steps back, if he hadn't been prepared, he would have been seriously injured again at this moment.

"Moo...... Moo...... "A few cow moos suddenly came out of the palace.

Where are the cows in the palace?

Suddenly, a gap broke in the palace wall, but the soldiers of the Iron Army saw nothing, and the palace wall suddenly collapsed.

Then another gap broke in the courtyard wall, and this time it was finally visible.

It was a big blue buffalo with a very fat cow, and an old man sat on the back of the cow. This old man Wu Nan knows, isn't the master in the waste hill into the gold gambling house this old man!

Although Fan Fuzhi and Ye Guiren had noticed everything that was happening in the outside world, no one could stop it now. If anyone stops first and loses, he may also abolish half of his life's cultivation, and it is not impossible to die on the spot.

When the Master was old, he had to wait until the ox was prostrate on the ground before he could come down. When he came down, he didn't forget to put a chestnut on the forehead of the old buffalo, and said the words "How many times have I told you along the way, tell you not to be reckless, not to be reckless." It's good for you to directly collapse the two palace walls, and my monthly salary for half a year is not enough for you to compensate. ”

The old buffalo curled his tongue, squinted his eyes and scorned his master, and let out a "moo" sound, "That's not what you said when you urged me to hurry up on the road." ”

The old buffalo got up slowly, and then paced out of the yard like an old man.

The master stepped out in one step, stretched out his hands and wrapped them, Fan Fuzhi and Ye Guiren felt that their strength was immediately attracted, and then flowed back into their bodies smoothly.

The master's cultivation is really unfathomable, but he usually gives people the feeling of an ordinary old man, and he is out of breath even when he walks two steps.

Wu Nan's eyes widened, and his mouth could stuff two eggs.

Only those who practice martial arts know that when the two fight, especially when they fight for internal strength, they are most afraid of others interfering. If the cultivation is similar, as soon as you intervene, you will immediately be attacked by the combined forces of the two parties in the struggle, if the cultivation is less than two, there is no chance to intervene, just like Wu Nan, who almost can't even protect himself.

Fan Fuzhi and Ye Guiren are also such people! When these two people are mentioned in the rivers and lakes today, they all comment on the first-class masters. But the master still stepped into the small world of the two of them, stretched out his hand to grab the two people in the fierce battle, and still kept the three of them uninjured, and such means can only be described as "unfathomable".

Fan Fuzhi hurriedly saluted: "The student has seen the master." ”

"Look at your silver hair, you look a lot older than me, don't call yourself a student. ”

"Students don't dare. ”

Fan Fuzhi can disrespect anyone, even King Ximing, but he must respect the master. What is respected is not how high the master's cultivation is, but the master's knowledge and character.

The Master has always said that he is a teacher, but he teaches the people of the world. Regardless of nationality or even race, even the master of the great treachery will teach people to be good.

In the past, the master had a student who was an orc, and for some reason his identity was exposed, but he really didn't want to go back to Buzhou Mountain, so the master left him.

However, this matter could not be tolerated by the Zhongzhou countries, so the master personally went to the countries to reason with them, and a country was at least three or four days, and at most a month, so it took more than a year to reason with the world.

Not to mention it from afar, let's just say that when the Dongming Kingdom was just defeated, there was a student in the Wasted Hill Academy who was the daughter of the first prince of the Dongming Kingdom, and Chen Bing, the king of the Western Ming Dynasty, asked the master to hand over this son.

The master lay down in front of the door, "Get past me and let him go." ”

The matter later ended with the collection of troops by King Ximing.

King Ximing lived in the ruin hill for more than a year, during which he went to consult the master whenever he didn't understand. I thought that the master would have a bad feeling after that incident, but I didn't expect that the master knew everything and said everything.

Later, Ximingguo became more and more respectful of scholars for various reasons.