Longevity

Fa Kong continued to look at the middle-aged Zipao.

He wanted to see what the master of Diaoyue Dao was going to do.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged Zipao said solemnly.

Fa Kong said slowly: "Where is the benefactor so holy, why did he break into my valley?"

The middle-aged Zipao said coldly, "Where's Yuanzhi?"

Lin Feiyang flickered, returned to Fakong, and whispered, "There are four people at the foot of the mountain, staring at this side from a distance."

Fakong nodded.

The middle-aged Zipao said coldly, "This is Yuanzhi's way of hospitality?"

Fa Kong waved his hand: "Go away."

"Okay." Lin Feiyang agreed excitedly, disappeared in a flash, and the next moment appeared behind the middle-aged Zipao, and slapped it with a palm.

"Bang!" The middle-aged Zipao was shot in the head.

His eyes rolled, and he fell limply.

When Yuying Zhenjing reached the fourth floor, Lin Feiyang's movement became more and more elusive, without a trace and without a sound.

The middle-aged Zipao was also a master master of the Divine Origin Realm, but when he was caught off guard, he still had no resistance.

Lin Feiyang caught him happily, lifted his belt and fluttered away, flashing twice in the shadows and disappearing from the valley.

Faning first went to the lake to wash his fat hands, and then strode over: "Brother, who is it?"

"Someone who is inexplicable, no reason." Fa Kong shook his head.

Apparently, he knew Master Yuanzhi.

Since it is Diaoyue Dao, there are ten ** who are enemies.

Fanning hesitated: "Don't you understand?"

"There are so many trivial matters in the world, I've figured it out, it's too tiring." Fa Kong said: "Junior brother, it's rare to be confused."

"Yes." Fanning had no choice but to respond.

Lin Feiyang reappeared, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Send it down the mountain, happy!"

Fa Kong looked up at the direction of Kongo Temple.

"Senior brother, shall I report to the master?"

"No need." Fa Kong shook his head.

The light wheel in his mind flew out a little light, and it divided into two points and fell on the eyes of the Medicine Buddha statue.

Heavenly eyes.

His current mind and eyes can't cover the entire King Kong Peak, and he still needs to continue to work **** the Void Embryo Sutra.

As far as the eyes can see, the forest at the foot of King Kong Peak is in front of the forest where Yang Ying and the others stayed a few days ago.

There are four people around the middle-aged Zipao.

In addition to the middle-aged Zipao who was waking up leisurely, Fakong also recognized the two, who were the two youths from Shenwu Mansion.

Zhao Jiping, who looks plain and has a short temper.

Fan Chenguang, who is handsome and indifferent and arrogant.

The remaining two middle-aged people were handsome in appearance, and Fakong judged them to be masters of Diaoyue Dao.

The disciples of Diaoyue Dao are all good-looking. I don't know if they pay attention to their appearance when choosing their disciples, or whether they can make people handsome and beautiful by the martial arts of Diaoyue Dao.

Fa Kong withdrew his Tianyantong and smiled indifferently.

Look up at the sky and make a gesture.

Two small white dots appeared in the sky, and the snow-capped eagle swooped down at an extremely fast speed like a falling meteor.

Their eyesight is amazing, far surpassing that of human beings. Even above the clouds, their eyes can penetrate the clouds and see his gestures clearly.

Lin Feiyang suddenly raised his head, staring at the two eagles with gleaming eyes, as if he wanted to hook them over.

The two eagles were dismissive of him, too lazy to deal with him, and were not allowed to touch him.

"Monk, can they carry you?"

"can."

"Then why don't you go up and sit down and try?" Lin Feiyang encouraged enthusiastically: "Soaring in the sky, I'm excited just thinking about it."

"I haven't lived enough yet." Fakong said angrily.

When you are in the air and your feet don't touch the ground, where do you borrow strength?

is the best target.

"Look at your courage, even if you fall down, you still have light power."

"Qinggong? Forget it." Fa Kong shook his head.

King Kong Temple's Qinggong is too rough, he really has no confidence.

Two snow-capped mountain statues hovered ten meters above Fakong's head, fanning the whistling wind, which is better than a fan.

"...I want to go to Shenjing again." Lin Feiyang stared at them with hot eyes and said.

"Um."

"Don't ask me what to do?" Lin Feiyang looked at him.

"I'm concerned about the safety of King Xin... It's about to become your obsession, why bother."

Because of the assassination of King Xin, there is an extra layer of fetters.

Lin Feiyang was particularly concerned about the ups and downs and safety of King Xin, and wished to go to Shenjing every day to inquire about news.

"Hehe..." Lin Feiyang scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'll be back when I go."

"Go, be careful, Shenjing Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

"Understood." Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

He flashed again soon after.

"Monk, the guys below are murmuring and don't mean to leave, do you want to clean up?"

"Don't bother."

"Then I'll go."

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash, this time he was gone completely.

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Outside the King Kong Temple, two purple-robed youths slowly stopped in front of the mountain gate. It was Zhao Jiping and Fan Chenguang.

The two stood under an ancient tree with a crown like a giant umbrella and took a deep breath.

The green energy of the ancient trees mixed with the sandalwood of the monastery is refreshing, and a heart is suddenly calm and peaceful.

The years have become slow, and the mood has become calm, no longer so impetuous and anxious.

The things around him became a lot lighter at once, the gain and loss were inexplicably weakened, and he didn't care so much about everything.

When the two young monks saw the two appear, they saluted together, asked their identities, and then entered the temple to report.

Monk Yuanxin filed out with eight middle-aged monks, went down the steps, and came to Zhao Jiping and Fan Chenguang.

"The two benefactors, I don't know why you have come to our temple, but the poor monk Yuanxin is known as a guest in the temple."

"Master Yuanxin, we are under the command of Shenwu Mansion. We have come to collect the six criminals from Diaoyue Dao on the order of the mansion master. This is the official document of the mansion."

Zhao Jiping took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Monk Yuanxin with both hands.

Monk Yuanxin gave a tithing ceremony and respectfully took it over and slowly unfolded it.

He read it carefully, not letting go of every word, his eyes finally fell on the inscription at the end, and stopped motionless.

Look up at the two of them.

The two looked calm and indifferent.

In front of Can Tiandao, one can be arrogant and indifferent, unattainable, but not in front of King Kong Temple.

The three major sects are not the six sects of the Demon Sect.

Perhaps among the people, people think that Mozong is similar to the three major sects, and even Mozong is now stronger.

But in the imperial court, Mozong is far from being on a par with the three major sects.

The emperor's royal gift, the iron coupons in hand, that is, the golden body will not be broken.

The Demon Sect was just a crowd, and was used by the imperial court to create pressure on the three major sects.

In terms of prestige and contribution, it is far from being on a par with the three major sects.

Not to mention anything else, the three major sects' follow-up dragon's work can keep the blessings of the land, and as long as they don't rebel, they can't add guilt.

The layman watches the fun, the layman watches the doorway.

As people from Shenwu Mansion, they see this general trend very clearly.

Yuanxin looked at the signature again, and said slowly: "Only the seal of the Shenwu Mansion, not the emperor's."

Zhao Jiping said: "This is just a government order."

Yuanxin slowly closed the scroll, and handed it back to Zhao Jiping respectfully, smiling and tithing: "Forgive the poor monks and others for being negligent."

Zhao Jiping took it and smiled.

Yuanxin turned around, stepped up the steps, and entered the temple gate.

The eight middle-aged monks behind them made a tithing ceremony, followed him into the temple gate, and disappeared without a trace.

"Squeak!" The temple door slowly closed.

Only two young monks were left standing by the door.

Their eyes drooped, their breaths restrained, and they remained motionless as if they had entered a mud tire, and began to enter a state of cultivation.

The smile on Zhao Jiping's face slowly solidified.

"This this…?"

He pointed to the temple gate, and then looked at the two young monks who were motionless with their eyes closed.

Completely reacted at this time.

The unremarkable face quickly congested and flushed.

"Sure enough." Fan Chenguang shook his head with a calm expression.

Zhao Jiping's fingers trembled, and he took a deep breath several times, frantically suppressing his rage, so he didn't rush to smash the door.

He gritted his teeth and spat out two words: "Arrogant!"

This monk Yuanxin is not a thing, he is too arrogant, and he is so disrespectful to the Shenwu Mansion.

"Let's go." Fan Chenguang took a deep look at the gate of King Kong Temple.

Paint peeling off, old vicissitudes.

Both doors are a little crooked, one is crooked to the left and the other is crooked to the right, so the gap is huge.

The door shaft is out of oil and squeaks when turning.

Such two broken wooden doors can be shattered with a single kick.

But they dare not.

In their eyes, these two broken wooden doors were too strong.

"It's too much!" Zhao Jiping gritted his teeth: "Arrogant and arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, sooner or later..."

"Shut up!" Fan Chenguang stopped drinking.

Zhao Jiping opened his mouth, but he closed his mouth angrily after all, with a dejected expression.

As a master of Shenwu Mansion, this was the first time he encountered such a thing, which gave him a very strong stimulus and made him furious.

But the fact that the other party has no way to make him feel helpless.

"Marquis Jun, what should we do?"

"Just go back."

"But over the Diaoyue Road..."

"That's not something we should worry about. It's up to the Palace Master to decide." Fan Chenguang turned around and walked out slowly.

"Hey..." Zhao Jiping shook his head and sighed: "Look at the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, and then look at the Great Snow Mountain Sect!"

Fan Chenguang was silent.

Zhao Jiping was indignant: "People are obedient and obedient, obey orders without disobedience, and risk their lives to fight in Da Yong's life-forgetting fight, but what about Da Xue Shan Sect!"

Fan Chenguang shook his head.

Zhao Jiping snorted: "Diaoyue Dao made such a great contribution, don't want to reward, just want to return the six masters who have been deposed, it is really affectionate and righteous, we can't even satisfy this requirement from Shenwufu? That's too cold. It's gone!"

Fan Chenguang suddenly stopped.

Zhao Jiping was startled and stopped.

Fan Chenguang stared at him.

"What's the matter? Did I say something wrong?" Zhao Jiping was puzzled, and his heart was empty.

"Old Zhao..." Fan Chenguang said slowly: "Our brothers have been out together many times, and our friendship is not shallow, so I have a deep friendship."

"If the Marquis has something to say, just say it." Zhao Jiping smiled~www.wuxiahere.com~ Fan Chenguang said slowly: "Some things, what your eyes see and your ears hear may not be true, don't judge easily, Diaoyue Dao is not necessarily so heavy on love and righteousness, ... as pawns, all we can do is to act according to orders, don't think too much about other things, don't mix things up, you know, Lao Zhao?!"

"...Marquis Jun, I understand." Zhao Jiping was puzzled at first, but slowly and thoughtfully, he clenched his fists and gave a deep salute.

"Let's go." Fan Chenguang shot out with a light effort.

Zhao Jiping hurriedly followed.

The two fluttered down the King Kong Peak and met the three Diaoyue Dao masters. They just shook their heads and left.

The three Diaoyue Dao masters raised their heads and glared in the direction of King Kong Temple, especially the middle-aged man who broke into the Medicine Valley earlier, with hatred in his eyes.

They eventually left unwillingly and resentfully.

Fa Kong stood in the Yingxin Pavilion, his gray monk robes fluttering, thoughtfully.

Is this a test from Shenwu Mansion?