Longevity

They never imagined this move.

The Young Sect Master is indeed the Young Sect Master, who is extremely wise and extremely intelligent, and they are absolutely incomparable.

In the early morning of the next day, when Zhu Yuquan and the two guards came to Qingyu Tower, they did not find Fa Kong.

I wish Yuquan a little disappointed.

But it's okay to think about it. Monk Fakong can't go to Qingfenlou for dinner every morning.

Not even himself.

Always change the taste.

At this time, Fakong was sitting at a table with Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe Faning in Wangjianglou, where he was doing a lot of work.

When eating, Lin Feiyang always looked like he was sighing.

It doesn't matter if the law is empty, and his expression is leisurely.

Fu Qinghe remained silent, like a stone.

Faning couldn't help but smiled at Lin Feiyang, even if Xu Qingluo and the three of them weren't there, they should eat well and cheer up.

Lin Feiyang sighed helplessly: "It's not that I don't know, but I can't help it. When I sit here and eat, I can't help but think about Qingluo and the others. Are they eating well and fragrantly, or are they hungry? Starvation, Yuxiaguan is too broken, it's really not for people to stay."

Fakong put down the restaurant and said lightly: "They are also eating in the Yuanyang upstairs in Yuxia Pass, and they are eating steamed buns. Do you want to taste it?"

"They eat buns?" Lin Feiyang was refreshed: "How does it taste? How well do they eat, can they eat it?"

Fa Kong disappeared in a flash.

After a while, he appeared again.

Taking out the four caged buns from the sleeves, the steaming white air exudes an attractive meaty aroma.

It is the unique aroma of beef mixed with spices.

"Hey..." Lin Feiyang was instantly refreshed: "It smells so good!"

Fu Qinghe, who had been absent-minded, was also refreshed and looked at the four cages of steamed buns.

Lin Feiyang reached out and picked a fat white bun the size of a peach, which he threw into his mouth.

He nodded vigorously while chewing, with a look of admiration on his face, motioning them to eat quickly.

Fa Kong ate six, Faning, Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe all ate ten, and wiped out the four cages of steamed buns in one go.

After eating, Fa Kong disappeared in a flash, returned the four baskets, and when he came back, he took out eight more kiwi fruits.

Red glowing, oval, palm-sized, exudes a seductive rich aroma.

This is Yuxiaguan's specialty sun fruit.

The taste is sweet, fragrant and rich, similar to the durian in the previous life.

It is a pity that there is no way to transport it back to Shenjing. Even if there are ice cubes, it will rot before Shenjing.

After solving these eight sun fruits, their four stomachs are already bulging.

"What a Qingluo, they are so delicious!" Lin Feiyang said unconvinced: "I never had such delicious buns, such a good sun fruit when I was in Yuxia Pass."

Fakong shook his head and said, "How can you be so free? They run around in Yuxia Pass whenever they have free time. I've already figured out where the food is delicious and what's delicious."

When cultivating, I try my best to cultivate, but I don’t just cultivate with tight heartstrings, and I have enough leisure and passion.

This is the ideal state of cultivation.

Therefore, they can maintain the momentum of rapid progress without slowing down. According to this speed, they will soon be able to enter the four-image realm.

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"Alas..., Qingluo and the others are better." Lin Feiyang had a longing look on his face, and could not wait to run back.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Lin Feiyang couldn't stand loneliness, so he liked liveliness, and felt that liveliness was the best and most enjoyable.

Of course, most of his longing is for Zhu Ni.

Thinking of Zhu Ni, she couldn't sleep well, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

He didn't think the journey was too long, he didn't think it was hard work, and he didn't feel tired when running. Of course, because of his peerless skill, it was enough to come and go for two or three days.

Faning said: "Senior brother, has it been dealt with by Deputy Zhu's guard?"

Fa Kong shook his head: "The journey is too long and it will take a while, so you can rest assured that you believe in the king."

If there is no accident, there is no accident in this matter, and it is smooth sailing, taking Zhu Yifan, and also pulling out two Dayun secret agents.

For so many years, Yuxia Pass has been infiltrated by the big clouds so much that it is like a sieve. It is no wonder that small groups of big clouds and iron cavalry break in at every turn.

Faning said: "I really don't know when Qingluo and the others will come back."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "You miss Zhou Yang?"

Fanin nodded with a smile.

He was very satisfied with the disciple Zhou Yang.

He is very loyal and down-to-earth. He is always at peace with being bullied all the time. He is extremely satisfied with both his aptitude and his temperament.

He was really worried that something might happen.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "After all, they still have to go through a battle, and they can't come back so soon."

Fanin nodded.

If you go there once without experiencing a battle on the battlefield, it will be like a trip in vain and will not achieve the purpose of experience.

But when he thought of the dangers of the battlefield, the sword and the gun had no eyes, and he couldn't help worrying.

Fa Kong looked at him and said nothing.

In front of emotion, the language is very pale, no matter how much he speaks, Junior Brother Faning can't control his worries.

Concern is chaos. Junior Brother Faning has invested too much effort in Zhou Yang, and his master-disciple relationship is very deep.

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"What, Master Yuande isn't here?" At the door of Xiaomiaolian Temple, Zhu Yuquan asked the monk Zhike loudly.

Xiaomiaolian Temple is located in the south of Tianjing, on a central axis with the Imperial Palace, only 500 meters away.

The name is Xiaomiaolian Temple. In fact, the temple is very large, not inferior to Yongkong Temple, and it is nearly a hundred acres in size.

Zhike Seng is an elegant and elegant middle-aged monk, and said with a smile: "I wish you a bad time, and nephew Yuande has just left."

"Where did you go?"

"Oh, it seems to have gone to Yongkong Temple."

"Yongkong Temple?" Zhu Yuquan frowned and stared at Monk Zhike, dubious.

He thought it was too coincidental.

Why was he just about to come over to find him to go to Yongkong Temple, and he went to Yongkong Temple by himself. If so, others didn't see him going in with monk Yuande...

But it doesn't matter, as long as the monk Yuande is also in Yongkong Temple, he can't escape the responsibility of protecting himself, otherwise, Damiaolian Temple will not want to escape the fate of being angered by the master.

Thinking of this, he suppressed his doubts, stretched his brows and smiled: "How long have you been gone?"

"About a quarter of an hour."

"Master, farewell!" Zhu Yuquan gave a tithing, respectful and humble, showing an elegant bearing.

He turned and strode away.

The two middle-aged people are busy keeping up.

A middle-aged man said with a smile: "Young sect master, this is easy, we don't need to bother, he went by himself!"

Another middle-aged person was puzzled: "Young Master, shouldn't this Master Yuande and Monk Fakong be at odds?"

"Huh—?" Zhu Yuquan glanced at him.

The middle-aged man said, "Our peers are enemies. Young master, do you think that Monk Fakong is also called a monk, and Monk Yuande is also called a monk. When a monk sees a monk, how is it possible to be harmonious? I know that these monks are generous on the outside, but they are all self-respecting in their stomachs."

"Old Gu, there is progress." Zhu Yuquan nodded with satisfaction: "How can Damiaolian Temple accommodate other gods and monks? This Yongkong Temple was strongly advocated by King Chun, and the emperor gave it to Monk Fakong. Chunwang Mansion and Damiaolian Temple are deadly enemies, so, Fakong and Yuande must be at odds with each other!"

"Then do you want to provoke them?" The two middle-aged people suddenly came up with an idea and wanted to borrow a knife to kill.

Zhu Yuquan shook his head slowly: "Don't be in a hurry, let's look at the situation, even if you borrow a knife, Yuande is not sharp enough, you have to borrow a national teacher's knife!"

"Exactly!" The two middle-aged men nodded excitedly.

If you can use the national teacher to kill people, that is really a great achievement, and you can blow it for a lifetime in the Jiuyuan Sect.

No matter how arrogant the disciples of Jiuyuan Shengjiao are, they still highly respect the national teacher.

"Young sect master is wise!" The two praised: "Then use the national teacher to kill the monk Fakong!"

They all knew that the Young Sect Master still wanted to kill Monk Fakong, but he just restrained the killing intent and slowly looked for opportunities.

Monk Fakong has supernatural powers, so he can't easily kill intent, lest he be sensed by Monk Fakong and escape in advance.

When the three came to Yongkong Temple, the temple gate of Yongkong Temple opened wide.

Through the open door, you can only see a screen wall with a huge "Buddha" written on it, blocking the inside.

Zhu Yuquan glanced at the two of them.

The two middle-aged men nodded solemnly, stood outside the door and did not go in, ready to escape at any time.

Zhu Yuquan took a deep breath, lowered his head and checked the treasured mirror, crown and other treasures on his body again.

Only then did he exhale: "Master Fakong?"

"Young Master, please come in." Fa Kong's voice seemed to come from the sky, ethereal and unreal.

Zhu Yuquan frowned and sensed it with concentration, but found no danger, and there was no warning sign from his spiritual sense.

It seems that the monk Fakong did not have the intention to kill. He was indeed afraid of the master and did not dare to kill himself.

He slowly stepped into the threshold, continued to walk in, turned around the screen, and saw Fa Kong standing on the steps of the Mahavira Hall.

At this time, under the bright sunlight, Fakong dressed in a purple-gold cassock shone brightly, and with his solemn and solemn demeanor, it was like the arrival of heaven and man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The huge Buddha statue in the Mahavira Hall overlooked the world and happened to stand on him. Behind him, it is like his Dharma body.

The shining purple-gold cassock, the huge golden body, and there seems to be a bright moon behind Fa Kong's head.

This scene shocked Zhu Yuquan mentally, and lost his mind for a while.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Young sect master, you are welcome."

He has already seen through the eyes of the sky.

If Zhu Yuquan's Tongtian Divine Crown was flung away just now, and then he cast the Immobilization Spell, then whether it was the Karma Knife, the Sword Technique or the Zhankong Divine Palm, he would be able to solve him.

But he didn't do it, but let go of this opportunity.

He smiled and looked at Zhu Yuquan.

Zhu Yuquan woke up, and suddenly he was in a cold sweat, and his face changed greatly.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Oh,...it's nothing," Zhu Yuquan tried his best to restrain his mind, calm down, and reluctantly smiled: "Master's majesty!"

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Young sect master has won the prize and given a stick of incense, let's go over there and talk."

He offered three sandalwood sticks.

The scene just now was indeed carefully calculated, and even the angle of the sunlight was taken into account.

enough to cause distraction.

The effect is excellent.

However, he had already calculated Zhu Yuquan's spiritual power through the experience just now.

In Xiaoxitian Paradise of Bliss, a little run of the magic words of the Void Fetal Breath Sutra can make Zhu Yuquan in a trance, and the Tongtian Divine Crown is restricted in Xiaoxitian Paradise of Bliss.

This is the infinite mystery of Xiaoxitian Paradise.

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