"thumping!"
Zhuang Fangliang stood up suddenly and slapped his palm on the table, making a loud noise.
Fortunately, he didn't use any internal force in this palm, otherwise there would be one less table in Mingshu Pavilion.
Zhuang Fangliang angrily rebuked: "That's nonsense. How could something like that happen? As long as there are direct guards in the Palace of Light..."
Before he could finish his words, Nalan Jingzhi stretched out two fingers and interrupted: "Twenty percent."
"Even if we join forces with the Palace of Light, the chance of stopping other forces is only 20% at most."
Zhuang Fangliang calmed down when he saw Nalan Jingzhi's extremely serious expression. He had been staying in Luo Li Village for ten years and was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world.
Bai Xiuping couldn't help but fall into deep thought after hearing this.
Gongsun Fu next to him had been struggling from the beginning, his face was red, and Bai Xiuping was afraid that this guy's internal energy would backfire, so he opened his acupuncture points.
As soon as he untied it, Gongsun Fu pointed at Nalan Jingzhi and roared: "What are you kidding me, old man! 20%? It should be less than 10%!"
"I don't even think about how long ago the Palace of Light declined. In addition, the leader is not here. How can we stop him? Will we risk our lives?"
Although Gongsun Fu's words were a bit exaggerated, the decline of Guangming Palace's power was a fact.
Zhuang Fangliang ignored his words and murmured: "It is really unbelievable to say that it is only 20%."
He sighed and said, "Are their forces already so powerful?"
When he was the captain of the direct guard of the Guangming Palace, the Seven Secret Palace and the Council of Elders did not even dare to disobey the orders of the Guangming Palace, let alone rebellion.
The Palace of Light is like the sun, hanging in the hearts of everyone in the Ming Cult, and the leader Li Xiuping suppresses everyone so that they dare not have any opinions.
Gongsun Fuzheng wanted to support Zhuang Fangliang, but found that the other party seemed to believe Nalan Jingzhi instead of himself.
Nalan Jingzhi explained: "Yes, if the Guangming Palace wants to fight against them alone, the chance of success will be less than 10%."
After saying "Yeah", Zhuang Fangliang fell silent. Now his situation is worse than he imagined.
Gongsun Fu pointed at Nalan Jingzhi and continued to shout: "What are you talking about? Which one of us should be sent out to increase the chance to 20%? Is it you, old man?"
Bai Xiuping tapped Gongsun Fu's mute point again. It didn't work at all. It was too noisy.
Nowadays, with the expansion of major forces, the power of Guangming Palace has also become weaker. Guangming Palace, which has lost its leader and many masters, can no longer control the Ming Cult.
Even the Palace of Light could be overthrown at any time.
Zhuang Fangliang frowned worriedly and said, "I don't know what Mingjiao will become next, and how did the Guangming Palace fall to this point?"
Nalan Jingzhi said in a deep voice: "Those who have power are greedy and fail to abide by their duties. Those who are in charge are unable to check and balance them, so they can only allow them to grow in power."
In the martial arts world of the Central Plains, intrigues and factions are constantly fighting. Unexpectedly, the Mingjiao of the same sect is also like this.
Bai Xiuping was a little disappointed.
Is the world really just about intrigues?
Everyone was silent, and the air seemed particularly heavy.
Seeing that he was a little too quiet, Bai Xiuping untied Gongsun Fu's mute point.
"So we must do this? Can't we stay at Yangming Palace and wait for the leader to come back?"
Gongsun Fu, who had unlocked the mute point, thought of the situation he would face next and said in a trembling tone: "Why do we have to fight against other forces? This is really too dangerous and we will die at any time."
Since ancient times, there has been a struggle for power, so how can we talk about mercy?
Gongsun Fu naturally didn't want his situation to become so dangerous. He just wanted to stay leisurely in Yangming Palace with the young leader.
"That, that..."
What was unexpected was that Zhuang Qiuyun, who had been silent all this time, spoke.
She raised her little hand and said slowly: "Although I don't know the situation very well, and I also know that I have very little knowledge, but during the days in Luo De Village, I always kept silent and lived with my head down."
"At the time, I thought this was the only way to protect me and my father, but they didn't let us go. The longer the days went by, the worse my father's condition became."
Zhuang Fangliang stared at his daughter, thinking that her daughter was just a young girl now, but she had suffered so much pain since she was a child.
As a father, I feel very guilty.
But at this moment, there was no sadness on Zhuang Qiuyun's face. Instead, he raised his head and said with a bright smile: "If you can't avoid something, why not face it head on and try to fight it?"
His expression was as gentle as water, but his tone was firmer than anyone else's.
If you are afraid and trapped in the same place, how can you meet him now?
After finishing speaking, Zhuang Qiuyun's pretty face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she waved her hands in a panic: "I'm sorry, I obviously don't understand anything, so I said this self-righteously..."
A shy beauty is better than drinking fine wine.
Bai Xiuping said softly: "There is no such thing. What you said is very good. It couldn't be better."
They, the authorities, naturally have more concerns, but as Zhuang Qiuyun said, even if they don't make any changes, they will only be in trouble in the future.
It will be even more difficult to turn around by then, so now the only option is to give it a try.
"There is only one thing I want to do, and that is to make this place a Mingjiao."
Bai Xiuping said very seriously.
Gongsun Fu was stunned and said in confusion: "Young Master, this is the Ming Cult."
Bai Xiuping stood up, shook his head and sneered: "This is just a demon sect now, a smoky demon sect."
"For this purpose, we will start with this person."
The finger pointed at a portrait. That person was none other than Wei Yuanji, the master of Jubao Palace, who was ranked twelfth in the Mingjiao Ranking.
All actions need to be supported by money. Previously, Yangming Palace only had Bai Xiuping and Gongsun Fu, so it was no problem.
But now if you want to grow your power, you must have money to be powerful.
…
Two days later, Yangming Palace.
Bai Xiuping is practicing the Heavenly Demon's Holy Art in the room, and it reaches 20%, 40%, and the Heavenly Demon's Holy Art reaches 70%, which is close to the realm of a first-class peak master.
If you want to break through to the realm of transformation, you need to operate 80% of the Heavenly Demon Holy Art, so that you can transcend the ordinary realm.
At only 80% operation, his mind began to become a little confused.
After all, the Heavenly Demon Holy Technique he practiced was not a complete technique. If he used it at 90%, the acupuncture points all over his body would be filled with demonic energy.
I'm afraid that I will completely lose my mind and really feel like I'm possessed by a demon.
What's more, the abnormal aura emitted by the Heavenly Demon's Holy Art when fully used is too obvious. By then, Bai Xiuping's mastery of the Heavenly Demon's Holy Art will definitely be exposed.
No matter how many people in the Li family have died, no one has successfully practiced the Heavenly Demon Holy Art, not even the current leader Li Xiuping.
Once it is known that he has acquired the Holy Art of Heavenly Demon, everyone in the world will regard him as a serious problem.
Sighing, Bai Xiuping slowly stood up and just opened the door, wanting to walk around.
"Young Master, please wake up."
The wind blew the petals off, and a woman stood tall.
Yangming Palace is filled with various types of flowers, but none of the flowers blooming around her can compare to her gentle smile.
Zhuang Qiuyun changed into new clothes and no longer had to wear the mended old clothes.
Although she was not wearing any expensive and luxurious brocade clothes, she was just a plain and brand-new cyan dress.
But it outlines her graceful curves, which is very suitable for her, as simple and beautiful as her.
Bai Xiuping was a little confused and asked, "What's the matter?"
After Zhuang Qiuyun stopped him, he blushed and said nothing.
After a while, Zhuang Qiuyun took a deep breath, lowered his head with a blushing face and said, "Young Master, I misunderstood you about what happened that night. I'm really sorry!"
Every time he thought of his actions that night, Zhuang Qiuyun's heart couldn't help but beat.
Especially after her father told her everything, she felt even more ashamed.
She continued: "You also gave me a special annex in Yangming Palace for my father and me to live in. I am really grateful to you!"
Bai Xiuping waved his hand and chuckled: "It's just a little effort, no problem."
When Zhuang Qiuyun learned that he was not blamed, he felt a little empty and lost for no reason.
From then on, the relationship between the two was just that of the young leader and the maid. She felt that she was a little greedy, but she couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Bai Xiuping stepped forward slowly, picked off the petals that fell on her head, and said gently: "Are you still getting used to living in Yangming Palace?"
Zhuang Qiuyun did not dare to raise her head, fearing that the other party would see her red cheeks. She lowered her head, but her toes were not visible.
After a while, he still shook his head and answered honestly: "Return to the Young Master, I'm not used to it."
"I have never lived in such a big and gorgeous house, and I don't have to worry about eating. Everything here is so beautiful that I can't get used to it all of a sudden."
Yangming Palace has a sane father, and I can see him often. It seems that I have never been so happy in my life.
