Longevity

If you change it to yourself, you will also doubt which prince did it.

This kind of thing doesn't have to be done by the prince himself, or even ordered by the prince, and the people under his hands will naturally handle it.

Or ask a strange person under the prince's account to take action, or find a killer in the martial arts.

The martial arts of the monks in Dayan Temple are very ordinary, and it is not difficult to kill them.

"Am I doing something wrong?" Feng Chaoling said softly, "What do you think, Master?"

If you don't cherish Jingfan's talents, you won't recruit him into Qianlongwei, but let him be severely punished and directly abolish martial arts.

It is very likely that this Dayan Temple will not suffer such a catastrophe, and it will not completely anger which prince has committed such a poisonous hand.

Fa Kong shook his head: "Right, right or wrong, can't be based on results, can't be based on cause and effect, but must follow one's own heart, things are impermanent, only the standard of the heart is permanent."

"Yes, Master." Feng Chaoling's expression softened slightly.

Fakong's sentence really woke him up.

Fa Kong looked at Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang sighed and shook his head: "It shouldn't have been done by a prince, so he wouldn't act so extreme."

Even if Yu Jingfan can get away with impunity, even if he feels aggrieved, he can at most find someone to make trouble, so that the Dayan Temple will not be able to open.

Not to be so savage.

"It must be King Yi!" Jingfan suddenly raised his head and stared at Chu Xiang: "Who else is there besides him?!"

"Shut up!" Feng Chaoling hurriedly stopped drinking.

This can not be said casually, there is a price to pay.

King Yi's power is not what Jingfan can imagine. He is young, like a newborn calf, and he has no idea how terrible a tiger is.

Jing Fan looked at Feng Chaoling: "Master Wei, I know, it must be Prince Yi!"

"Don't shut up!" Feng Chaoling shouted, "You bastard, I don't know how high the world is!"

"Master Wei, I don't care now, I just want revenge!" Jing Fan gritted his teeth: "No matter how high or thick the sky is, I must take revenge!"

Fa Kong said lightly: "What if someone deliberately framed it?"

He looked at Feng Chaoling: "There is no breath left on the sword? Can't catch the murderer?"

Feng Chaoling looked gloomy and shook his head: "This sword is very strange and has no breath at all."

"Well, it seems that he possesses extraordinary power." Fa Kong nodded.

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"...It's impossible to frame it!" Jingfan gritted his teeth and said, "except for Lord Yi, who would care about a little guy like me!"

"You are not a small person now, you are a dignified Qianlong Guard candidate, with endless potential. No matter how confused King Yi is, he will not do such a thing." Fa Kong shook his head and said, "It will harm your reputation and harm nothing."

"For the joy of my heart!"

"King Yi, I don't know what will happen in the future, at least at the current stage, he can't ruin his reputation just for a moment's pleasure." Fa Kong shook his head: "So what Feng Weizhu said is right, don't rush to make a decision, first find out the murderer , and more."

"Ah—!" Jingfan roared in anger.

He felt that he was going to explode, and he wanted to kill everyone, and there was always one murderer.

Fa Kong sighed and finished his mind-clearing mantra.

As soon as the Qingxin mantra fell, Jingfan's anger and killing intent were like ice and snow meeting boiling water.

Seeing that his eyes were gradually returning to clarity, the bloodshot slowly disappeared, and there was no abnormality in his eyes, he said, "Anyway, let them go first, let them rest in peace is the key."

Jing Fan looked straight at Fa Kong.

Fa Kong said: "Jingfan, you actually hate me in your heart, do you want to kill me?"

"...Not bad." Jing Fan said solemnly.

He has no worries now, without Master, without Dayan Temple, he has no scruples.

Fa Kong said: "In this case, I will help find the murderer, and also resolve the grievances between us."

Jing Fan said coldly: "If you can help me find the murderer, the past will be written off, and I still owe you a favor!"

Fa Kong nodded: "Alright, then I'll take action."

"Master Lao." Feng Chaoling was awe-inspiring.

Fa Kong's left hand was sealed, his right palm was raised, and a soft white light emitted from his palm, covering the entire mountain of corpses.

Jing Fan looked at it blankly.

Feng Chaoling and the surrounding Qianlong guards also stared curiously.

They saw the Great Light Mantra for the first time.

Under the reflection of the white light, groups of rays of light floated from the head, and then twisted and changed in the air, slowly turning into little people of light.

"Master—!" Jing Fan suddenly burst into tears.

Ever since he entered the Dayan Temple and saw such a tragic situation, he has not cried, only pain, grief, and murderous intent.

At this time, seeing the soul of the monk Zhiming, and seeing the monk Zhiming standing calmly in the white light, looking at himself calmly, he couldn't bear it any longer.

The monk Zhiming bowed slowly, bowed his thanks to Fakong, looked at Jingfan again, smiled slightly, and immediately rose into the sky, turning into a white light, rising into the sky with the white light column, and disappearing.

"Master—Father—!" Jingfan shouted in a voice.

The two women who were about to enter the temple were shocked by the sound, their footsteps stagnant, and they finally stepped into the gate.

Under the soft white light, the situation in the courtyard became clearer.

But at this time, in the holy white light, it was reduced a bit tragically, and the impact on them was much weaker.

Even so, the two women were pale.

The scene of more than 100 corpses is extremely shocking.

One by one, the little people turned into white lights and rose up. In the blink of an eye, they all soared into the sky and disappeared.

At this time, the clouds appeared golden light, turning the white clouds into gold, and there were pavilions and lotus ponds looming in the sky.

The streets made of white jade, the pavilions of white jade.

Gorgeous yet pure.

Fa Kong slowly retracted his palms, and saluted the many corpses, ending the Great Light Mantra.

At this moment, more than a hundred milky white beads densely floated in the void, forming a milky white light band.

At first glance, it seems that the eyebrows of the Medicine Buddha statue are shining.

Fa Kong thought about it for a while, and only took a memory bead, and the memory bead of Zhiming got into the Medicine Buddha statue.

He closed his eyes and began to immerse himself in Zhiming's life.

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After a cup of tea, he opened his eyes, the meaning of vicissitudes slowly faded away, and he regained the clarity of mind, expelling the state of mind of monk Zhiming.

At this time, the crowd had gathered in front of him.

"Thank you, Master!" The monk Jingfan bowed deeply.

Seeing with his own eyes that Master and the others have been transferred to the Western Paradise, made him feel much better.

At least Master and the others have stepped into the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss. This is a fortune among misfortunes, and it is even better than the usual passing away.

Fakongheshi nodded.

His eyes fell on the two girls.

Xu Qingluo hurriedly got into the adjacent wing, and then moved out a Xuan case with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case.

She quickly grinded, quickly got the ink, and handed the pen with both hands: "Master."

Fa Kong snorted softly, took the pen, quickly drew a portrait, picked it up, blew it, and handed it to Chu Xiang: "This is the swordsman."

Chu Xiang glanced and shook his head.

did not recognize.

Feng Chaoling also looked at it and shook his head.

Jing Fan hurriedly came over to take a look, his face was gloomy, and he said nothing.

Fa Kong and Chu Xiang and Feng Chaoling glanced at each other, and both saw the problem. Obviously, Jingfan recognized this person.

Xu Qingluo said softly: "It turns out to be someone you know, so it's easy to do, just go after it directly."

Chu Ling also saw that Jingfan knew the murderer, and said: "What kind of hatred do you have, and you have to destroy all of your temples?"

Jingfan's face showed pain, he suddenly jumped out, flew over the mountain of corpses, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword in Zhiming's heart, fell to the opposite corridor, and stabbed himself in the heart.

"Ding!" Lin Feiyang suddenly appeared beside him, slapped the long sword out with one palm, and disappeared again in a flash.

"Crack!" Feng Chaoling stepped forward and slapped him.

Jingfan was fanned around, but his eyes flashed with pain: "Master Wei..."

Feng Chaoling said coldly, "Damn, if you die, who will take revenge!?"

Jing Fan shook his head: "I can't avenge this."

Feng Chaoling snorted coldly: "No matter how strong his martial arts are, with your aptitude, as long as you practice hard, you can always surpass him!"

"He...he..." Jingfan struggled.

Xu Qingluo said: "Could it be that this person's identity is very special, you can't kill him, it's not that you can't kill him, right?"

Jing Fan looked straight at her.

Xu Qingluo said: "It seems that I am right, is he your relative or your father?"

"I don't have this father!" Jingfan roared.

Xu Qingluo didn't change her face, she was indifferent to his roars and glares, and nodded lightly: "Sure enough, it's your father, ... one is your master and the other is your father. It's really difficult to handle."

"You can't kill him, we can!" Feng Chaoling said coldly: "No matter what kind of grievances there are between you, if he kills a temple, it is a heinous crime, and his crime should be punished!"

Chu Xiang said: "It's too bad, I can't spare him... What kind of cultivation is he?"

Jing Fan was silent.

Fakong shook his head and sighed: "He should be nearby. Your Highness, do you do it, or Qianlongwei do it?"

"I'll come." Chu Xiang said.

This matter should have belonged to City Guard, not Qianlong Guard.

They came only because it involved the Qianlong Guards, otherwise, the city guards would not be surrounded by them.

Fakong looked at Jingfan: "Is he a solo swordsman, or which sect?"

"...Tiejianmen." Jingfan said solemnly.

"Hmm..." Fa Kong raised his brows and looked at Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang said: "Master knows about this Iron Sword Gate?"

"My lord doesn't know?"

"Tiejianmen, Master, is it the Tiejianmen that has a good relationship with the Tianhai Sword Sect?"

"Tianhai Sword Sect..." Chu Xiang immediately understood what Xu Qingluo meant~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The relationship is good, then it is likely to be a vassal sect of Tianhai Sword Sect, and it is inextricably linked with Tianhai Sword Sect.

"...Even the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect have to be arrested!" Chu Xiang took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Since the lord really wants to catch him, then I will help the lord." Fa Kong said, "Lin Feiyang!"

The monks in Dayan Temple are very innocent. Killing so many innocent people in one go makes him angry, and he has to take care of his business.

"Yes!" Lin Feiyang's voice floated in the air.

After a while, a black shadow flew over from the wall and landed heavily in front of the Mahavira Hall. There was a muffled "bang" at the feet of Fa Kong.

But it is a figure.

After he landed, he turned around on the ground, turned around to reveal his face, and it was the person painted by Fa Kong.

"Ah!" Jingfan roared, the veins on his hands bulging, and he wanted to pounce, but was suppressed by Feng Chaoling and couldn't move.