Longevity

"Bai Yutian..." Fa Kong pondered.

"A few pieces of his hair have been taken." Lin Feiyang took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Fa Kong.

Fakon took it and put it in his sleeve, with the hair inside.

Chu Ling sat beside the stone table, his body swaying slightly.

She felt herself standing firm, adjusting her body as the ground swayed, keeping her steady.

She sighed: "Compared with apricot brew, the orchid brew is indeed different. One is clear and the other is sweet. I will drink apricot brew tomorrow."

"Okay, apricot blossoms will be brewed tomorrow." Fakong agreed.

Lin Feiyang had already packed up his things and served tea.

As soon as a cup of tea fell, Chu Ling completely relieved her drink and woke up. The feeling of being slightly drunk made her very relaxed, and she shook her head: "I can't drink anymore."

The tea brewed by Shenshui has wonderful effects, and hangover is the most basic effect.

Pharaoh laughed.

Chu Ling glared at him and said angrily: "I'm not kidding, I really can't drink."

Fa Kong restrained his smile and nodded sternly.

Chu Ling snorted: "If I drink it again, I'm afraid I will indulge in fine wine."

Fa Kong smiled and nodded: "His Royal Highness is smart, you really shouldn't be controlled by your hobbies, you should control your hobbies!"

"Exactly!" Chu Ling strongly agreed.

Fa Kong said: "If you don't want to drink, then your Highness will reduce the number of times you come here, otherwise, you will have to drink again after you come here."

Chu Ling squinted at him.

Fakong smiled at her.

"It seems that you are annoying me." Chu Ling hummed: "Do you think I am annoying?"

"Your Highness is overwhelmed."

"Oh—" Chu Ling suddenly realized: "I see, you are afraid that you will be moved, aren't you?"

Fa Kong smiled silently.

I have a statue of the Medicine Buddha, but it is not so easy to be tempted.

What's more, Chu Ling is not the type that he likes. What he likes is a demure and gentle woman, not this kind of smart.

And he has decided not to involve his children's personal affairs, just like Ning Zhenzhen of Mingyue An.

The world's feelings are fragile, and the most painful and fragile is the love between men and women, far less than friendship.

It's best to be like Ning Zhenzhen, and it's okay to use each other like Li Ying, which is far better than the relationship between men and women.

Seeing him smiling like this, Chu Ling couldn't hold back, and hummed, "Does the master think I'm unsightly?"

"How could your Highness have such an idea?"

"Then why are you laughing so loudly!"

"Haha..." Fa Kong smiled and shook his head: "I can't help it, Your Highness, I am a monk, how could I be caught in a net?"

"If I'm pretty enough, you can't help it."

"To disappoint His Highness, the poor monk's Buddha's heart is firm and will not give birth to such strange thoughts. Your Highness can rest assured."

"What's wrong with me!" Chu Lingbai turned around and left.

Fakong Heshi smiled and said, "Your Highness, I won't send you far."

Chu Ling waved his jade hand backwards and kept walking away.

Lin Feiyang came to Fakong, shook his head and said regretfully, "This time, I have completely offended Her Royal Highness the Fifteenth Princess, and I will never come again."

Fakong glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang said: "I quite like Her Royal Highness, she is straightforward and lovely."

She speaks bluntly and often offends others, but the princess doesn't think it's embarrassing or angry.

Women are always cautious, but this princess is not, she is frank and generous.

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "She is angry today, she will forget it tomorrow, and she will come again."

Chu Ling's nature is like this, her anger disappears quickly, she can't be angry all the time, after a while, she will forget the feeling of anger, and xixf runs over to drink.

"I hope so." Lin Feiyang was very worried.

He immediately said: "That Bai Yutian is brave enough to dare to deal with you, Prince Xin and the abbot."

"Can you find the person behind him?"

"It should be his own opinion. I didn't see him reporting it to others. He made up his own mind." Lin Feiyang shook his head: "And he acts a little sneakily, is it a secret order?"

"Yeah." Fa Kong nodded.

He took out the cloth bag from his sleeve, and then used the Sky Eyesight.

Using the hair in the cloth bag as a guide, he instantly found a thin and short middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is located in a large house in the south of the city, and there are six guards in the courtyard.

Under the bright sunshine, he paced in the atrium with his hands behind his back, with a solemn expression on his face, and the word "Chuan" was formed between his eyebrows.

Short eyebrows, round eyes, round nose, and big mouth look a bit ugly and funny, but at this time, his face is calm and his brows are locked, which is still a bit funny.

Fakong disappeared.

The next moment appeared in an alley.

The sun was shining brightly in the alley and on him.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, basking in the sun lazily, while opening his heart and his golden eyes.

At this glance, I saw the strangeness of this Bai Yutian.

There are two auras in the meridians, one is moon-white and the other is ink-colored. White and black form a Taiji diagram, which is distinct and integrated.

Fakong raised his brows.

This is the secret method of the sacred teaching of Kunshan. Through Gong Qunying's memory, he knows that this is the Yin-Yang Nine-Turn Technique.

Yin and Yang change mysteriously, and you can hide yourself at any time. It can be said to be one of the most secretive secrets.

Among the disciples of the Holy Sect of Kunshan, most of them practiced the secret scriptures of the Heavenly Demons.

There are some extraordinary skills that require extremely high thresholds, such as this Yin-Yang Nine-Turn Art is one of them.

This Bai Yutian seems to have good aptitude, and his cultivation is deep enough, which can be regarded as the peak of the second rank.

It turned out to be a disciple of the sacred religion of Mount Kun, this is the real disciple of the sacred religion of Mount Kun!

The disciples of the Holy Religion of Mount Kun must turn themselves into disciples of the Holy Religion of Mount Kun.

It turned out that this turned out to be the revenge of the Kunshan Holy Sect!

Fakong shook his head.

The strangeness of the world has really broken through the imagination. This turned out to be two forces, or rather, one force?

Could it be that it was the Kunshan Holy Religion who harmed the princesses?

Fa Kong felt emotion in his heart.

Then, forcing himself to leave Shenjing is to gather the great masters to besiege him, and not for other reasons.

Or, there are other reasons, but killing himself is the biggest reason.

Did you kill him directly?

He shook his head.

Doing it yourself is inappropriate.

Then ask someone else to do it.

His thoughts flowed, and he appeared in another alley in a flash, walked out slowly, and entered Suzaku Avenue.

There was a crowd on Suzaku Avenue, and Lord Xin was among them. The two met outside a shop selling jade carvings.

The two nodded lightly and did not communicate, but each looked at a jade carving.

Fakong's voice resounded in his mind: "My lord, Bai Yutian, the head of the Green Clothes Division, is a disciple of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun, and ordered the subordinates of the interior division to investigate the lord and me."

Chu Xiang's voice transmission entered the secret: "Investigate us?"

Fakong picked up another horse carved from jasper, and said lightly: "If you want to frame it, you want to force me away, so that you can kill me with all your strength."

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun..."

"The one who cultivates is the Yin-Yang Jiuzhuan Jue, one of the unique skills of the Kunshan Holy Sect, and the emperor should know it."

"Okay, I will take him." Chu Xiang said solemnly.

Fa Kong nodded lightly, put the jade horse in his sleeve, threw a silver coin to the shopkeeper, and fluttered away.

Fa Kong was walking on the street, suddenly disappeared in a flash, and appeared in an alley outside the house.

At this time, Bai Yutian was walking with both hands, surrounded by four middle-aged guards, looking alert.

Fakong lightly stroked his face, then shook it slightly.

The next moment, he had turned into an old man with a sallow complexion, a stooped figure, wearing a gray long gown, and slowly moved his footsteps step by step.

His breath was weak, and he seemed to be blown over by the wind at any time. He was obviously seriously ill and fell into a serious illness.

Little Ruyi Gong made him change Ruyi.

There are clothes in the Kalachakra Pagoda. He entered it, changed his clothes and came out. From the outside, it looked like an instant change.

At this time, the five Bai Yutian were already approaching, and Jue Kong walked away tremblingly, not letting their guard down.

All five of them stared at him vigilantly.

Fa Kong pretended not to know anything, walked slowly, stopped when Bai Yutian approached, gave way to the side, covered his mouth and coughed softly.

Bai Yutian frowned and walked against the other wall to avoid being affected by his cough.

Who knows what disease he has, it may be a highly contagious strange disease, which cannot be avoided accidentally.

Fa Kong looked up at them, his eyes fell on Bai Yutian, and he shook his head.

His eyes were blurred, and he sighed: "Oldness is a disease of internal dryness, and it is not contagious."

Bai Yutian forced a smile.

A middle-aged guard said solemnly: "Old man, don't come out with such a serious illness. Wouldn't it be better to recuperate at home, why come out and take the risk, it's terrible to fall."

Fa Kong smiled and sighed: "The disaster of blood, the five of you, you have to be careful."

"Hey, you old man, you cursed us!"

"Hey... the old man is also kind." Fakong shook his head and sighed, "If you don't listen, there's nothing you can do."

"Old man, how can you conclude that we have a **** disaster?" Bai Yutian waved his hand to stop the guards from speaking, and smiled at Fakong.

Fa Kong said: "You have a blood energy in your body, which is a sign of the disaster of blood light, but it's a pity for my eyes..."

He pointed to his blurred eyes: "I have seen too many disasters, and I am also unlucky."

"Can the old man really see disasters?" Bai Yutian smiled and said, "Then tell me what other disasters do I have?"

"Murder." Fa Kong stared at him and shook his head: "Don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Bai Yutian was stunned by Fa Kong's blurred gaze.

Fa Kong's eyes suddenly turned deep~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sighed: "It is still necessary to accumulate virtue, the old man has said that, farewell."

As he spoke, he slowly walked away.

The smile on Bai Yutian's face disappeared, and he stared coldly at the back of Fa Kong.

"Master..." a guard whispered: "This old guy is talking nonsense, leave him alone!"

"Humph." Bai Yutian said coldly, "He really ran into him occasionally, didn't he wait for us here on purpose?"

"Is it someone with ulterior motives?!" Another guard said solemnly, "But he doesn't look like a martial artist."

"If you don't practice martial arts, you can practice other things." Bai Yutian said coldly, "Besides, he also has the magical power of restraining his breath."

The four guards nodded.

I don't think so.

I am afraid that the method of restraining the breath that can hide from the five of them is not available to ordinary people, the old guy should not be, the boss is too much.