Lao Fan and Lao Zhao looked at each other, shook their heads and refused to speak.

They have seen many dead people and do not care so much about life and death. Whether they are dukes, marquises, generals, or ordinary people, they will die in the end.

After death, there are all rotten bones, and there is no difference.

Whether it is the Xuanji Sword Sect or the Vajra Villa, to them, they are all strangers, and there is no good or evil.

"Lao Luo, will you favor the Xuanji Sword Sect?" Zhou Aotian asked.

Luo Xuyang looked at him and shook his head without saying a word.

Zhou Aotian said: "It seems that you are still partial to the Xuanji Sword Sect after all."

He sneered: "Hey, Wuchang Sword Sect, how can a small Vajra Villa compare to?"

"Don't forget that the Vajra Villa is a sect of Dagan." Luo Xuyang said lightly: "This one alone is enough."

"Hey, hey." Zhou Aotian sneered: "No matter whether I am the Dagan Sect or not, I only know that it is on my territory, so no one is allowed to do anything!"

"Can you stop the Xuanji Sword Sect?" Luo Xuyang said calmly: "Old Zhou, it's better to think twice before acting, and don't just act with impulse."

Zhou Aotian smiled disdainfully.

Luo Xuyang shook his head and said no more.

He knew that Zhou Aotian's heart knot had a grudge against the Wuchang Sword Sect, and Zhou Aotian's second brother was injured in the hands of the Wuchang Sword Sect.

Zhou Aotian's second brother was a disciple of the Impermanent Sword Sect and could not practice for the rest of his life. He changed from a talent with excellent qualifications and a promising future to a mediocre person, which had a huge blow to him.

Although he did not die of depression, he quickly came out and stopped practicing martial arts and started doing business, and he also achieved great success.

Zhou Aotian felt unable to let go.

Unfortunately, Zhou Aotian couldn't let go of his arms, but his little arm could not twist his thighs. His qualifications were not as good as his second brother. He failed to join the four major sects. He worked hard to practice hard and achieved small achievements, but his future was far from bright enough.

According to his current achievements, becoming the head of the branch of the town inspection department is already the most extreme and cannot be higher.

Zhou Aotian turned his head and looked at his subordinates: "Go and guard the Vajra Villa and see which one dares to act recklessly!"

"Yes." Three young men in blue shirts shouted.

Zhou Aotian took them away with great strides.

Luo Xuyang stared at their backs and shook his head.

If Zhou Aotian favors the Vajra Villa, the Xuanji Sword Sect will inevitably fight back, and it is likely to spread rumors that Zhou Aotian is eager to do something.

I don’t know if Zhou Aotian can protect himself at that time.

As a member of the Town Inspection Office, if he is partial to his work, he will definitely be expelled from the Town Inspection Office, and he would even rather kill him than let him go.

Zhou Aotian led three other people out of Dongsi.

"They have too long stretched their hands in Fengtian Palace." A young man in blue said dissatisfiedly: "This is our territory."

"Fengtian Palace, isn't it all like this?" Zhou Aotian said indifferently.

His face was gloomy and his feet were constantly under his feet.

"Old Zhou..." A young man in blue hesitated for a moment, looked at his face, and wisely shut his mouth.

He knew that even if he persuaded him, Zhou Aotian would not listen at this time, and instead added fuel to the fire.

Zhou Aotian turned his head and glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"Xuanji Sword Sect..."

The other three young men in blue shook their heads.

Of course they knew the power of the Xuanji Sword Sect, and more importantly, the Wuchang Sword Sect is truly terrifying.

To outsiders, these people from the town patrol department are powerful and evil, but in fact they understand that they are insignificant in front of the four major sects.

In front of others, they can still use the prestige of the court. In front of the four major sects, the prestige of the court is useless.

Zhou Aotian had a match with the Wuchang Sword Sect, and it was no different from self-destruction.

They continued to move forward and soon arrived at Qingyun Avenue.

Zhou Aotian stood by the road, looking at the crowd coming and going, his eyes gradually became blurred and changed.

Three young men in blue shirts stood beside him without disturbing him.

After a while, Zhou Aotian turned his head and looked at the three of them, sighing: "It is really no good to be right when he is with the Xuanji Sword Sect."

The three of them nodded quickly.

Of course they knew the mystery. At this time, they could only harm themselves and lose their future.

Compared with justice and spirit, the future is the most important thing.

Zhou Aotian said: "Let's turn a blind eye."

"Old Zhou!" The three of them felt a little guilty.

With Zhou Aotian's temper, they must have to end up with it, but once they do that, the three of them will be in trouble.

I originally wanted to persuade him, but I didn't expect him to come up with it.

Zhou Aotian smiled: "Where can people live in the world, everything is satisfactory? Let them fight, see who can beat whom. Hey, I see, if the Xuanji Sword Sect is in trouble, I will stare at them with wide eyes and see how they are unlucky!"

"It's exactly..." everyone agreed.

——

Fakong stood in the Vajra Villa with his hands behind his back. Meng Qinghe and the others were standing in front of him, watching his eyes slightly shine and looking at a certain place.

They kept quiet, without saying a word, and did not disturb him from using his magical powers.

"Xuanji Sword Sect..." Fakong nodded slowly.

"Abbot, what Xuanji Sword Sect?" Meng Qinghe asked: "Are the swordsmen we killed from Xuanji Sword Sect?"

Fakkong nodded.

"Xuanji Sword Sect..." Meng Qinghe frowned.

A female nun whispered: "I know that this Xuanji Sword Sect seems to be a sect that has just risen in recent years, and has a deep connection with the Wuchang Sword Sect."

Another nun said: "Killing the master of the Xuanji Sword Sect may attract the master of the Wuchang Sword Sect."

When she said this, her expression was calm, but her eyes were bright.

"The Wuchang Sword Sect!" Her words caused the eyes of other women to illuminate, and they were eager to try.

Their swordsmanship has made rapid progress and has reached a level that they cannot imagine. They really want to figure out how powerful their swordsmanship is.

The Wuchang Sword Sect is the best measure. They want to know if they can surpass the swordsmen of the Wuchang Sword Sect.

The golden light in Fakong's eyes slowly converged, and he shook his head and said, "Your sword skills are still a little short of the masters of the Wuchang Sword Sect."

"Abbot, how much is it?"

"It depends on your own. At this stage, you are not their opponents." Fakong shook his head and said.

"Abbot, if we completely condense the sword intent, can we beat them?"

"Yes." Fakong nodded: "But it's not that easy to condense the sword intent."

Among the initiations they received, the most important thing is not the exquisite sword skills and experience, but the sword intent.

Sword skills can be taught, but sword intent cannot be taught. Only by thinking and surveillance by yourself can you finally be able to condense.

There are countless swordsmen in the world, but none of them can truly condense the sword intent.

However, the method of initiation can break this limitation and spread the seeds of sword intent into the hearts of those who have received initiation.

This is like stepping into the smooth road of peerless swordsman.

As long as the person who received the initiation carefully pondered and constantly cultivated his intention, he could gradually cultivate and strengthen his sword intent and eventually condense his own sword intent.

As long as you condense your pure sword intent, you can use the sword intent to break through obstacles and enter the realm of the Grandmaster.

By that time, they would be twelve Li Yings.

At this stage, their swordsmanship is not strong enough. The key is not the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship, but the failure to condense their own sword intent.

Once you condense the sword intent, you can kill the master even if you don’t step into the master, just like Li Ying in the past.

"Don't worry, abbot, we will soon condense the sword intent!" Meng Qinghe said softly.

They have found a shortcut.

It is the mantra of the clear heart.

Take turns to cast the Clear Heart Mantra to the other party, so that everyone can keep in the Clear Heart Mantra state. Understanding the sword intent in this state will result in twice the result with half the effort.

They don’t even have to fight in person. When they are bathed in the Qingxin Curse, when they think back on these battles, they can constantly cultivate the sword intent, becoming clearer and stronger.

She felt that she was only a little short of being able to condense the sword intent, and I believe that they were the same, only a little short of being.

Fakong smiled and said, "Then I'll wait and see."

He looked up and looked away, nodding slightly: "That Captain Zhou Aotian can still believe it."
To be continued...