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Chapter 455 Spirits
"The Emperor?" Xiao Jin's expression was a little strange. "Brother Fang wants to be her father?"

"Do you think she might agree?"

Xiao Jin turned to look at Fang Tang, but did not see the expression he expected on her face.

Fang Tang pursed his lips. Instead of being angry because of the humiliation, the area around his ears turned red, as if he was shy.

Hmm? Shy? Why would she show such an emotion? Could it be...

Xiao Jin pressed the hilt of the sword and almost instantly raised his vigilance towards Fang Tang to the maximum.

"I don't want to be her father. I just want to borrow the identity of the emperor."

Fang Weihan explained.

The dilemma they were struggling with was focused on two points. The first was that the damage Fang Tang had done to them was irreparable and it was difficult to build a bridge of trust. The second was that Fang Tang's idea of ​​making himself the legitimate ruler seriously undermined Xiao Jin and Xie Lingwan's original plan.

As long as he becomes the emperor emeritus, these two problems can be easily solved.

First of all, as an emperor, the highest treatment Fang Tang could give was to make him the legitimate emperor, which was much more useful than any empty title like Grand Tutor.

But that is excluding the title of the Supreme Emperor. After all, no emperor would give himself a father for no apparent reason.

Fang Tang wanted to express his attitude by enthroning the legitimate monarch, and the plan of the retired emperor proposed by Fang Weihan could also achieve this, and the effect would be far better than the former.

As for the status issue of the two young ladies who refused to give up an inch...the emperor was destined to have no relationship with the retired emperor, and the retired emperor could create a bunch of concubines in the harem and have as many status as he wanted.

This plan was perfect. The only small flaw was that Fang Tang might disagree, but now it seemed that she had no objection.

Fang Tang lowered her head like a quail burying her head in the water, making it hard to guess what she was thinking. But if you look closely, you can see that her small and rosy earlobes are already red.

Fang Weihan looked at Xie Lingwan and found that she was also looking at him, turning the rose petals in her hand around.

The two of them made eye contact briefly, and communicated silently - they obviously had the same idea.

"In my opinion, whether it's enthroning the emperor or seeking the title of the emperor emeritus, there's no need to rush for this matter. Right now, the barbarian threat has not been eliminated, and our more important task should be to get through the current crisis."

"If my husband can make more contributions, then no matter which plan we adopt, the difficulty of enthroning him will be greatly reduced."

Xie Lingwan slowly and methodically explained the pros and cons to everyone.

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"Thank you, Prime Minister, what you said makes sense, and that is what I meant."

Fang Tang looked up, trying his best to suppress the shyness in his words and spoke as if nothing had happened.

The more Xiao Jin looked at her, the more suspicious she seemed. Fang Tang had been refusing to give in just now, so why had she become so docile now?

She changed her mind and decided, forget it, as long as her status was preserved, it would be fine. As for Fang Tang, she could do whatever she wanted.

"I agree."

Since Xiao Jin agreed, Wen Zhexue naturally had no objection.

"Let's talk about business."

Fang Tang pretended to glance at Fang Weihan unintentionally, but said something irrelevant.

"Thank you for asking me to come all the way from Changming to Linjiang. If it wasn't something important, I would definitely not agree."

The words were so casual that they seemed like a joke, as if Fang Tang had already regarded Xie Lingwan as one of his own.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. It must be something important."

Xie Lingwan smiled slightly, took out a piece of letter from the spirit ring, placed it on the table, and pushed it towards Fang Tang.

"what is this?"

"An interrogation record, monitored throughout by Sister Wen's Linyuan Questioning Heart Technique, can ensure the accuracy of the intelligence."

Xie Lingwan threw out another shadow stone, and the light curtain refracted several times, revealing a person's shadow on the wall.

"This is a sixth-turn Wanling, affiliated with the Southern Border Ordinary Saint Temple."

It was a monk, his robe was bloodstained, his cassock was torn, and he looked so disheveled as if he had just escaped from the battlefield alive.

"Not long ago, Xiao Jin was blocked by the Fansheng Temple and half of Qingming during the operation to blow up the Anfeng dike, and she almost failed. In order to deal with the crisis, she was forced to overdraw her physical potential, and there was a danger of her inner demon erupting at any time."

"And the blocking team of the Fan Holy Temple is led by this person." Xie Lingwan said.

"I know him." Fang Weihan knocked on the table and said in a deep voice.

"Husband, are you talking about the time in Wuling? Sister Wen has already told me about it." Xie Lingwan replied.

"Not long ago, this man swaggered into my government office in Hefei and claimed that he could help Lord Xiao solve the problem of the intrusion of demonic energy, but Sister Wen arrived in time to stop him. After that, Xuan Zhongwei took the lead in conducting a friendly interrogation of him."

Xuan Zhongwei? Friendly? Fang Weihan found it difficult to connect these two terms together.

“It’s really friendly.”

Looking at his expression, Xiao Jin could roughly guess what he was thinking.

"I thought he was some high-ranking Buddhist monk who was indifferent to life and death. I had prepared fifty-six ways of torture to extract a confession from him. But who would have thought that he would collapse when I just used the second one."

Xiao Jin curled his lips and said something that made people's scalps tingle.

"The Buddhist heritage was completely cut off by Emperor Wu thousands of years ago. Today's monks are nothing more than poor imitators." Xie Lingwan said.

Fang Weihan thought that this was indeed the case. Tang Huaishi in Qingming claimed to be a monk, but he still ate meat and vegetables, and was involved in brothels and casinos. He also practiced the Mingwu Road. Apart from his bald head, he probably had nothing in common with Buddhism.

"According to this person, his real name is Fan Hong. He is from Jiude County, Jiaozhou. He was born poor and was adopted by a temple in the county. The abbot of the temple accepted him as a semi-disciple, with the Buddhist name Shanzhen, so he is very familiar with some things in Buddhism. He grew up in the temple since he was a child, and for some reason he had the idea of ​​becoming a monk."

"Jiude in Jiaozhou is located to the west of the South China Sea, adjacent to the Shiwanda Mountains. The Great Zhou had very weak control over the area, so the temples here were able to escape the disaster when Emperor Wu of Zhou destroyed Buddhism. However, the locals only believed in Buddhism, but there were no Buddhist monks. Fan Hong searched through all the scriptures in the temple, but could not find a way to become a Buddhist practitioner, and gradually became discouraged." Xie Lingwan paused.

"Just then, people from the Fan Sheng Temple appeared."

"They found Fan Hong, claiming that they were guided by the Ten Thousand Spirits, and invited him to join the Ordinary Saint Temple, cultivate the Ten Thousand Spirits, and plan great things together. The temptation of becoming a cultivator was in front of him, and Fan Hong had no way to refuse. He joined the Ordinary Saint Temple, went through hard training, and finally cultivated to the Sixth Transformation of the Ten Thousand Spirits realm, becoming the guardian of the temple."

"What is the organizational structure of the Fansheng Temple?" Fang Weihan asked.

"The Fansheng Temple is relatively loose, unlike the Linyuan Pavilion and Xiaoyao Sect, which focus on family status." Xie Lingwan said, "There are only three levels in the temple, namely the Dharma Protector, the Sect Leader, and the followers, with a total of more than a thousand people."

"In other words, Fan Hong is one of the leaders of the Fan Sheng Temple?" Fang Tang closed the letter and asked with a frown, "How many guardians does the Fan Sheng Temple have?"

"There are eight Dharma protectors, and one of them is a great Dharma protector." Xie Lingwan replied.

Eight guardians, that is to say, there are eight six-turn level combat forces before the revival of destiny. Compared with the eight or more of Linyuan Pavilion, Xiaoyao Sect's nine seems a little weaker, but it is also much stronger than the small sects in the Great Zhou.

The Fansheng Temple is a Wanling sect that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. It is also the last Wanling sect, so it does have some strength.

"Fan Hong has been a Dharma Protector for decades, but he still doesn't know what the great event that the sect was talking about was. This matter is kept highly confidential, and only the successive Great Dharma Protectors know about it."

"Last winter, before my husband went to Jingzhou, Fan Sheng Temple secretly reached an agreement with Chi Le Chuan, promising to take action when necessary to disrupt the strategic actions of the Great Zhou. Although Fan Sheng Temple is isolated from Zhou, it was one of the sects that jointly formulated the Gengshi Law with Emperor Wu a thousand years ago. This move is equivalent to official treason."

Fang Tang snorted coldly: "Even if the Great Zhou is riddled with holes, it is not an existence that a hyena like this can covet."

"Jingzhou sent out three guardians that time, with the purpose of using the Wanling Illusion to kill my husband and eliminate the biggest variable, the East Palace Guards. Fortunately, Sister Wen was there to protect us, so they didn't succeed." Xie Lingwan sighed slightly.

Was it really because of Wen Zhexue's protection? Fang Weihan didn't think so.

If he awakens the Sun's life star directly, then Wen Zhexue, who controls the Moon, will definitely be rejected by fate, and will lose his life star and die by self-eating. The Ordinary Holy Temple is not planning to get rid of him, they are clearly planning to kill Wen Zhexue directly!

He felt a soft touch on Zhao Yuan's hand that was pressing on his waist, as if he was wrapped in a warm and slightly cool piece of snow jade. He turned his head and saw Wen Zhexue gently covering the back of his hand.

The girl's eyes seemed to be able to speak. As her gaze gently slid across his face, her restless heart calmed down.

"The Anfeng West City Levee was also a joint operation between the Fan Sheng Temple and the alien races. It almost caused us to suffer a great loss."

Xie Lingwan said.

"Then what did Fan Hong want to do when he came to us not long ago?" Fang Weihan asked.

"This is very interesting." Xie Lingwan picked up the teacup and took a sip. "My husband, do you still remember the 'big event' that Fan Hong had not been able to find out for many years?"

"remember."

"That big event is related to Xiao Jin." Xie Lingwan put down the teacup, "To be precise, it's her physique."

"The Fansheng Temple is called a temple, but there is no temple master. The highest leader is only the Great Protector. This is obviously unreasonable. According to Fan Hong's description, in the inheritance system of the Fansheng Temple, there is an identity called 'Lingji', whose status is even higher than the Great Protector. Lingji is the spirit of all spirits. It carries the power of all spirits in the world and is a bridge between nature and life. Legend has it that Lingji is immortal and can live for more than a thousand years. Xiao Jin's physique can regenerate a broken arm and his blood flow is endless. Such a magnificent and vigorous vitality is exactly the same as the description of Lingji."

I knew that Xiao Jin's physique was particularly amazing, but I didn't expect that he was related to the Fansheng Temple.

Fang Weihan subconsciously glanced at Xiao Jin. She puffed out her chest with a little pride, her little face raised, and her ruby-like almond eyes full of smiles.

"Do you mean that Xiao Jin is the spirit of the Fansheng Temple?" Fang Tang asked.

"It's just an inference."

Fang Tang pondered for a moment and asked, "I have a question. Why are the spirits of the Fan Sheng Temple not in their own sect, but instead wandering in the Great Zhou thousands of miles away?"

"Spiritual beings are not selected by human inheritance, but are randomly reincarnated. Every blade of grass, every animal, every person, all spirits in the world can become spirits. It's just that this time the reincarnation of a spirit happened to fall on Xiao Jin."

"There must be a way inside the Fan Holy Temple to stimulate the full power of the spirits. From what Fan Hong said, we can know that this method can definitely solve Xiao Jin's current problem."

Xie Lingwan said.

"So you called us here to negotiate terms with the Fan Sheng Temple?" Fang Tang now had a general understanding of the situation.

"That's right." Xie Lingwan nodded slightly, "The main problem is that we don't know what the attitude of the Fansheng Temple is towards spirits."

"Fan Hong tried to use the information of the spirits to ask for a higher position from the Grand Protector of the Fan Sheng Temple. His motives were not pure. As for the other people's thoughts, we have no idea for now."

Fang Weihan reacted immediately. Once the news that Xiao Jin was a spirit was passed back to the Fansheng Temple, it was very likely that there would be no unified opinion within the Fansheng Temple. Some people wanted to welcome the spirit back and take this opportunity to change the structure of the temple. Others might not want to let the incident happen and choose to refuse to welcome the spirit back.

But for the people of Great Zhou, what happened to the Fan Sheng Temple and the spirits were irrelevant. Solving Xiao Jin's problem was the top priority, and gaining the support of the Fan Sheng Temple was only a secondary goal.

When discussing this matter with the Fan Sheng Temple, a strong guard force is essential.

"Why us?" Fang Tang asked, looking directly at Xie Lingwan.

On the Huainan front, Xie Lingwan had more than a dozen sixth-level forces under her command. Why did she choose to call Fang Weihan and Fang Tang, who were far away in Changming, back to Linjiang?

If Xie Lingwan could not give a legitimate reason and used some other excuses, Fang Tang guessed that she might have some other intentions, such as wanting to transfer her away from Changming, or to show their relationship in a high-profile manner to stop the gossips of the world.

"Because Wan Ling specializes in telekinesis and is best at using mental attacks." Xie Lingwan replied with a smile.

Fang Tang thought about it for a moment and then he suddenly understood.

Mingwu didn't cultivate his spirit, so he could only passively take the beatings from Wanling, who was the best at spiritual attacks. The individual combat capability of the Five Elements cultivators was very weak, and they had to bear the heavy responsibility of front-line defense, which made it even more difficult to mobilize them.

Among the people present, Fang Weihan and Wen Zhexue were Jingtian cultivators, practicing both the spirit and the body, and were relatively versatile. Xiao Jin was a Tiangong Mo cultivator, and was least afraid of mental attacks. Although Xie Lingwan was a weak Five Elements cultivator, she obviously could not be judged by common sense. As for Fang Tang himself, it was even more needless to say.

“What is our plan of action?”

"Tomorrow at noon, at the Qingshui Bridge in the south of the city, the Grand Protector of the Fan Sheng Temple will ask us to discuss the matter there."

Xie Ling stood up with a smile and gently put down a petal.

"Your Majesty, your chance to control the Fansheng Temple has come."

(End of this chapter)