Longevity

King Yi, King Ying, King Xin, King Duan?

Any prince is very important, and if any one is damaged, it will be a huge loss.

Fakong is too lazy to worry about this, let the emperor have a headache.

The voice of the round lamp came from outside: "Abbot, there is a grandson outside asking to see you."

"Please come in." Fa Kong said.

He had already seen in his heart that Sun Bilian was outside.

Sun Bilian was wearing a green Luo shirt, reflecting her fair skin.

She was looking up at the plaque, her bright eyes flickering, blurred and moving.

The round lamp came to the door and led her into the door.

Sun Biqian suddenly stopped and looked at Fu Qinghe who was standing beside the release pool.

Fu Qinghe stood blankly beside the release pool, staring down at the tortoise, as before, it did not change after stepping into the great master.

It is also in a daze by the release pool, but the state is completely different.

He always felt that these tortoises contained infinite mysteries. When staring at the tortoises, his mind was calm, trance, and fell into a wonderful state.

In this state, his sense of the body is very sensitive and meticulous, and even his own mind is equally clear.

Drunk, Tao Taoran.

He was so addicted to this wonderful state that he could not extricate himself.

He has never cared about other people's opinions. At this time, he has stepped into the great master, and he is very confident, and he doesn't care.

Yuan Deng smiled and said, "Miss Sun, this is the abbot's attendant, Fu Qinghe."

"Servant?" Sun Biqian nodded lightly: "I heard."

Her big bright eyes rolled, and she looked at Fu Qinghe up and down twice.

This is Fu Qinghe, the love-slaying sword of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

He is handsome and elegant, he really doesn't look like a ruthless person, he doesn't look like a killing sword without emotion.

She shook her head regretfully, and continued to walk in with the round lamp, and came to Fakong's small courtyard.

Fakong got up and smiled.

Sun Biqianhe said with a smile, "Congratulations, Master."

Fa Kong frowned slightly.

Sun Biqianheshi thanked him and said, "The fate of Dagan was finally changed by the master. It is amazing to change the fate against the sky, and it is even more powerful to change the fate of the country. The master's methods are truly amazing."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "It seems that Qin Tianjian knows the fate of Dagan?"

"Prosperity and decline, nothing more than that." Sun Biqian said: "This has always been the case in all dynasties and dynasties. Some encounter foreign enemies, and some decline on their own. We have encountered foreign enemies, and it is difficult to decline."

Fa Kong said: "Qin Tianjian is wrong, this is not my handwriting."

This point is that he is not as good as Qin Tianjian.

I can only see three years, and I can't see what happens after three years.

Qin Tianjian can see it for decades.

Of course, they are probably only looking at the outline, and can't see the fate of the individual like themselves.

One's own celestial vision is subtle in gain and gross in loss.

Qin Tianjian is the exact opposite.

"Not the master's handwriting?"

"I'm just a monk, how can I have such a hand, and I don't have such a skill." Fa Kong shook his head and smiled: "There is someone else."

Sun Biqian thought thoughtfully, and pondered, "Could it be that you believe in your lord?"

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Miss Sun is here to determine who did it?"

Sun Biqian shook her head and said, "The biggest variable in the world is you, Master. Without you, the fate of Dagan can't be changed."

"I'm ashamed." Fa Kong shook his head.

That's right, he is indeed the biggest variable, or it may be because he has a vision, or because he has traveled through, and he should have died.

Sun Biqian said: "This time, I came here to thank the supervisor on behalf of the supervisor."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "I'm also a citizen of Dagan, how can I let Dagan sink, why should the supervisor be polite?"

Sun Biqian shook her head and said, "Master, you are a **** and monk, even if you've finished your work, you're still in a good mood, so you don't really need to go into this muddy water."

She took out a gray-brown thing from her bosom, the size of a palm, which seemed to be both wood and stone: "This is the tortoise shell, which has always been the treasure of the supervisor. It was specially given to the master, and thank the master for his contribution to Dagan."

Fa Kong frowned slightly.

This is quite intriguing.

Why do you want to thank the supervisor of Qin Tianjian for your contribution to Dagan? This means that Qintianjian regards them as the master of Dagan?

"Grandmaster?"

"Okay, then thank you very much." Fa Kong smiled: "I took this, it won't be any trouble, right?"

Sun Biqian said: "Master is worrying too much, even if the emperor knows about it, he won't say much."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "That's good. If the emperor is over-hearted and thinks that I have taken refuge with you Qin Tianjian, it will be troublesome."

"The emperor must not believe it." Sun Biqian smiled sweetly: "Master himself has supernatural powers, why should he rely on others."

Fa Kong said, "What's the magic of this tortoise shell?"

"The tortoise shell has countless wonderful uses." Sun Biqian said, "Especially for someone like Grandmaster who is well-versed in the sky, but I don't know how to use it."

Fa Kongruo held the spirit tortoise shell in his hand, used his celestial eyesight, and looked at the spirit tortoise shell.

But seeing that this spirit tortoise shell actually began to change, it turned into a mirror, which clearly showed an inexplicable scene.

Fa Kong's mind moved slightly.

He saw himself above.

He was standing on a rock on the top of a mountain, opposite Li Ying, the two were facing each other with swords, their expressions were cold.

Fakong looked up at Sun Bilian.

But Sun Biqian couldn't see anything, the spirit tortoise shell was just a piece of spirit tortoise shell, all he could see was Fa Kong bowing his head, and then looking back, his eyes were as deep as the sea.

She smiled sweetly and said, "What understanding does the master have?"

Fa Kong nodded slowly: "It is indeed a treasure!"

"There are two pieces of spirit armor in Qintian prison." Sun Biqian said: "The prison master has been playing with it, and he is reluctant to let go for a moment. Now I have given you one piece to the master."

"This love, the poor monk has accepted it." Fa Kong said: "Thank you to the supervisor for me."

"Then leave." Sun Biqian gave a tithing ceremony.

This tortoise shell was handed down from ancient times and remained in Qintian prison from generation to generation, and now it has finally been sent out.

In this respect, the supervisor is a prodigal.

This must be a thoughtful decision by the supervisor. Everyone knows that the pressure of doing so will make him a sinner in the Qingtian Prison, and he does not know how many years of ridicule and dissatisfaction it will provoke for future generations.

A tortoise shell in exchange for a thank you, I don't know whether the supervisor took advantage or suffered a big loss.

Fakong tithing, Sun Biqian turned around and walked away lightly.

Fakong lowered his head and played with the tortoise shell.

The tortoise shell looked pitted, but it felt smooth as jade, with a faint cold feeling.

When he was using his Sky Eyesight, his biggest limitation was that he couldn't see himself and could only see others.

You can't even see yourself in the mirror.

You can only stare at the people around you all the time to infer your good or bad.

Now with this tortoise shell, this limitation has been completely solved.

When I can see myself, I feel so much more at ease.

It's just that the scene I saw just now is the situation three years later. What is the situation?

It's a pity that this tortoise shell can't help him extend the time, he can't see beyond three years, but he can only see the situation within three years.

Thinking of this, he focused his eyes on the sky again.

—

On the top of the mountain, Fa Kong and Li Ying stood opposite each other with their swords drawn, with a solemn expression.

After standing for a while, the two slowly drew out their swords.

The two lightning bolts collided instantly.

"Ding..." The two of them flew back and stopped in the air, standing firmly in the air.

"Master, are we going to get to this point after all?"

"The world is helpless, good fortune makes people, and let us share life and death."

"Master, I will exert all my strength, no more politeness."

"Please stop."

…

Suddenly it was dark.

Fakong frowned.

I can't even see the following, as if the computer screen is black.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his strong curiosity, and put the tortoise shell back into the Kalachakra.

In any case, getting this treasure is indeed a big profit.

After thinking about it, he took it out again, condensed the vision of the sky, and looked at it again.

This time, he saw himself and Tan Qiuhan.

—

Tan Qiuhan was standing on a rock, which was the rock in front of Nantianmen.

Fakong's purple-gold cassock fluttered, standing opposite him.

Tan Qiuhan wore a yellow robe, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were bright, and his temperament was cold and arrogant, which was different from Fu Qinghe's coldness and indifference.

He slowly drew out his sword and said solemnly, "Master Fakong, I actually admire you very much."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "But it's useless, you still want to kill me, right?"

"Not bad." Tan Qiuhan sighed: "You shouldn't be against our Tianhai Sword Sect."

"Your Tianhai Sword Sect is the only one who respects me and is invincible in the world?" Fa Kong smiled and said, "Can't you tolerate others' disobedience?"

Tan Qiuhan shook his head: "Master Fakong, the most fatal thing for you is your lack of respect for our Tianhai Sword Sect."

Fa Kong said: "The Tianhai Sword Sect is now very powerful, the only one in the world, and no one can match it, so it must be respected accordingly, isn't it?"

"It seems that you understand, Master." Tan Qiuhan sighed: "Since you understand, why do you still violate it? Going against the general trend of the world, even if you are a priest, Master, you will be smashed to pieces."

Fa Kong said: "You Tianhai Sword Sect really have the ability to make me smashed to pieces?"

He shook his head: "Could it be that your Tianhai Sword Sect has a stronger swordsman than you? I don't think there are any more."

"Tell you the truth, Master." Tan Qiuhan said slowly: "There are swordsmen who you can't imagine exist!"

With a look of respect on his face, he said solemnly: "The world is huge, and there are all kinds of wonders~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Master, although you are a **** and monk, your vision is only bound in the territory of Dagan, and you have not looked overseas. In fact, Dayun It's the same with Dayong, the vast world on the overseas side is really worth noting."

Fa Kong raised his brows slightly: "Is there any inheritance above the great masters overseas?"

"How do you know not?" Tan Qiuhan smiled faintly.

Fa Kong was thoughtful.

"So, congratulations to you Tianhai Sword Sect."

"Master, it's still too late for you to change your mind." Tan Qiuhan looked at Fakong earnestly: "It's great to know how to return when you've lost your way."

Fa Kong shook his head: "Forget it, I am a disciple of King Kong Temple, and it is impossible for you to join your Tianhai Sword Sect."

"Alas!" Tan Qiuhan sighed, and the long sword suddenly flashed a cold light, which instantly enveloped Fakong.

Fa Kong stabbed out with a sword.

"Ding..." Tan Qiuhan's long sword was broken.

The tip of the sword caught Tan Qiuhan's throat.

Fa Kong looked at him lightly: "Mr. Tan, please leave Shenjing."

"...Okay!" Tan Qiuhan threw the broken sword, the hilt sank into the stone under his feet, and said slowly, "From now on, I will not step into the capital."

Fakong returned the sword to its sheath.

—

Seeing this, Fa Kong retracted his gaze thoughtfully.

I didn't expect that it would be so simple to surpass Tan Qiuhan. His blood spirit sword is indeed amazing, especially if it is provoked by the power of the two ceremonies, it is even more invincible.