Longevity

"Not satisfied?" Yang Shuangting looked at him.

Fkong smiled: "Is this a thank you gift?"

"It doesn't count." Yang Shuangting said.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Is this the wishful thinking of Ling Zun? It avoided all kinds of troubles, but got huge benefits. It really deserves to be the Zun of a mansion."

Yang Shuangting looked at the ruins: "This is indeed their wishful thinking, but you should hit it off with Master, right?"

Fakong can see her weaknesses, and she has been looking for Fakong's weaknesses and preferences, and found that he likes building a branch temple.

This is likely to expand influence.

After all, no matter how big his influence in Tianjing was, when it spread to this place, there was no one out of ten, and the weakening of influence by region and space was extremely strong.

If he can build a branch temple here, then his influence will shroud the entire Changling Mansion, and it is inevitable that the incense will flourish.

This kind of influence is usually invisible, but at a critical moment, it has a huge effect on him.

In particular, the belief of dignitaries and nobles is even more crucial to him. Once he has supporters in the court, he will benefit immensely.

She didn't grasp the real purpose of Fa Kong, she just thought that she wanted to spread the influence, so as to gain a firm foothold in Dayong.

Fa Kong shook his head and said, "It's not a good name, so forget it."

Yang Shuangting's bright eyes flashed, looking at him curiously.

Fa Kong said: "Let's talk to the emperor about this first, lest there will be endless trouble in the future. Without the imperial decree, I can't build a temple here."

Yang Shuangting said: "First behead and then pay, as long as you become the abbot, the emperor will not refute your face, forbid you to be the abbot?"

You must know that the fame of the **** monk Fakong in Tianjing is very great, even if it is not as good as the national teacher, it is comparable to the **** monk of Yuande.

In particular, the Sun Returning Ceremony held once every seven days spread his influence to every part of Tianjing.

No matter how strong Yuande monks and national teachers are, they can't bring them back to life.

Although Buddhist monks can't only talk about supernatural powers, they can't only talk about Buddhist mantras, but they also need to talk about the profoundness of their Buddhist practice.

But if you have magical powers and mantras in your body, if you say that you are not a **** or a monk, then you are talking nonsense with your eyes open.

Magical powers can only be acquired when one has reached a certain level of cultivation. Even if they are innate, the mantras are different. Without profound Buddhist teachings, one cannot cast the mantras.

Fa Kong shook his head and said, "The emperor won't refute my face, but why should it be?"

Yang Shuangting frowned, "Don't you want to build this temple?"

"I thought about the monastery, but not in this way." Fa Kong shook his head and said, "It's because the people should petition the prefect, and the prefect asks the emperor for approval. If the emperor finds me again, I reluctantly agree to be the abbot."

Yang Shuangting "puchi" laughed.

She has been cold and indifferent, smiling like this, her beautiful face blooming like a flower, radiant.

She felt that Fakron spoke too bluntly, without being euphemistic.

Fa Kong looked at ease.

Yang Shuangting shook his head and smiled and said: "Master, you are hypocritical enough. You obviously want to split the temple, but you have to put on an air and let others beg you to come, and then how many times do you refuse to accept it?"

"Exactly." Fakong nodded with a smile.

It's not hypocrisy, it's penetrating.

How can people feel the same as the gods and monks who are difficult to invite and the gods and monks who come together on their own initiative?

At least the increase in confidence is quite different.

Rare things are precious. The harder you get, the more you will cherish them. Human nature is like this, and there is no exception.

For the sake of faith and merit, I can only use a little means.

Yang Shuangting smiled and said: "It's not difficult to do this, I will tell my father, but will the emperor agree?"

Will the emperor let the prestige of Fakong spread freely?

"Then it's up to Ling Zun." Fa Kong said.

Yang Shuangting looked at the ruins: "The emperor's thoughts are unpredictable, don't be self-defeating."

"Then it's up to you." Fa Kong said.

Yang Shuangting tilted his head to look at him in confusion.

"If your boss encounters setbacks, can you encourage him to become more courageous and not give up until he achieves his goals, isn't it all up to you?" Fa Kong laughed.

"You can see the future." Yang Shuangting said: "Let's see if it can be done."

Fa Kong shook his head: "There's no need to waste magical powers."

"Why?" Yang Shuangting asked curiously.

Fa Kong said: "This matter, as long as you work hard, you can always do it. Let Ling Zun work hard, how can there be a reason for nothing in the world?"

Yang Shuangting looked at him helplessly: "It was originally a simple matter. If you do as you say, there will be many twists and turns."

Fakong smiled and said nothing.

I know the temperament of those dignitaries too well. If I, the **** and monk, don't put up a little air, they will give them the illusion that they are serving them instead of asking for themselves.

At that time, I don't know how many people I will offend and how much I will be angry with.

It will not only affect the credibility, but also suffer from humiliation. This is absolutely impossible to do.

"Okay." Yang Shuangting nodded: "It's up to you, I will let my father ask the emperor's permission."

Fakong smiled.

Yang Shuangting shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked back.

Fa Kong followed her and strolled along the wild path. The surrounding flowers and plants were dark green and dark green, as if they had absorbed too much spiritual energy.

"Is the Purification Sect straightened out now?" Fa Kong said, "Is it like an arm?"

"It's still a long way off." Yang Shuangting said: "Except for these elders, the rest are not so secure."

Fakong raised his brows: "They know that you killed these elders?"

"No matter how stupid they are, they should know." Yang Shuangting said: "I didn't hide it much, and I didn't kill anyone."

"Do they have an opinion on you killing the elders and hold a grudge?"

"It's not resentment, it's worry." Yang Shuangting said: "There should be very few people in the past sect masters who killed elders like this."

"Does the elders of all dynasties kill the suzerain?" Fa Kong said.

Yang Shuangting snorted softly: "They have been intimidating for a long time, and they are no longer used to being controlled by someone above."

She didn't have a sense of belonging to the Pure Foul Sect, but felt that it was a burden, and with the constraints of these elders, she didn't have a good impression.

Originally, it was just a matter of time, as long as they were ordered to act, the two had nothing to do with each other.

But they actually wanted to kill themselves, so they had no choice but to kill them first, so I couldn't beg their sect master for mercy, right?

Fa Kong said: "Then congratulations."

"Congratulations to you, too, for killing people with a knife and successfully resolving our threat." Yang Shuangting said.

Her feelings for Fakong were complicated, ranging from gratitude and anger to fear and trust.

It's hard to tell for a while.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

—

Chu Xiong sat in the dragon chair of the Humble Administrator's Hall, threw the memorial on the table, stretched a long lazy waist, got up and paced the hall with his hands behind his back.

Stepping on the thick carpet, there is no sound.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear needles falling.

Because of the thick and soft carpet, no sound could be heard even if the needles were dropped, not to mention that the servants were all light-handed, and they were all equipped with powerful light skills, and even no sound came out.

Chu Xiong took a few steps with his hands behind his back, and raised his voice, "What's interesting?"

An old maid in purple with a childish appearance stood by the pillar, took two steps forward and bowed: "Your Majesty, Lord Duan sent a treasure this morning."

"What baby?"

"A statue of a god."

"...God statue?" Chu Xiong frowned, and when he heard the **** statue, he was displeased and snorted, "Whose **** statue?"

The old servant respectfully said: "Your Majesty, the ministers have checked carefully, but they have not been able to find out who it is, and it should not be recorded in the book."

"It's a wild god." Chu Xiong hummed.

Shenjing is not as unscrupulous as Yunjing, it suppresses gods and Buddhas, and it is the world of warriors.

One of the duties of the shrine supervisor is to register all the treasures in the world, and among these treasures, special attention is paid to the gods.

As a master of the Eight Extreme Realms, he is extremely afraid of the power beyond the void.

The old servant respectfully said, "The statue that Prince Duan enshrined wears a string of beads, which were blessed by Master Fakong."

"Have you seen this **** statue before?"

"This..." The old servant said helplessly, "Wei Chen didn't dare to ask more."

"Let Duan Wang come over, and bring the idol too."

"Yes."

—

"My son has seen the father and emperor." Duan Wang entered the Humble Administrator's Hall proudly, slender and tall, with high spirits.

With a flick of his sleeves, he was arrogant, and when he saw the **** statue on the dragon case, he immediately smiled and said, "Father, this thing is presented by Li Ying, the deputy secretary of the Green Clothes Division."

Chu Xiong glanced at Chu Hai: "Is this Li Ying thrown into your door?"

Duan Wang Chu Hai said hurriedly: "She is a courtier of the royal father, and naturally she is the only one who is the father and the royal horse."

"I still value her very much." Chu Xiong nodded.

Chu Hai froze, not knowing what Chu Xiong meant, did he think he formed a party for personal gain, or did he think Li Ying was a disciple of the Demon Sect?

"Okay." Chu Xiong said: "Li Ying is a rare genius, you must use her well, don't make it backfire on yourself."

"Father, don't worry." Chu Hai hurriedly said: "My son understands that she is like a sword that can easily cut herself, but it is really useful."

As for Li Ying's stinky temper, if she turns her face, she turns her face, her temper is bigger than her own, how many can stand her?

That is to say, if you have a broad mind, you can tolerate her. If someone else, King Ying or King Yi, would have expelled her long ago.

Chu Xiong nodded: "It's rare that you can accommodate her... What the **** is going on with this statue?"

When Chu Hai heard him say that, he felt complacent.

This Li Ying is indeed stinky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But what the father said is good, he is indeed a very capable go-getter, one worth a hundred.

He hurriedly explained the origin of the statue.

Li Ying didn't deceive him at first, the **** of the statue was a master of the Tianhai Sword Sect, and he would not be killed by himself if he assassinated himself, and then felt the power of the statue was strange, so he invited Fakong to help.

Fa Kong first overcame two masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect, and then suppressed the power of the statue with Buddha beads.

Chu Xiong's face was gloomy, and he shook his head with a snort.

I ordered Xie Daochun to send the statue, but I didn't expect it to be sent in this way.

The person who dared to assassinate Li Ying must also be a top expert, but it was also a lesson for Xie Daochun when it fell into Li Ying's hands.

Just pretending to be confused.

Duan Wang Chuhai said: "Li Ying once warned the son, so the son did not take the bead."

"Is it unbearable?" Chu Xiong asked with a smile.

Chu Hai laughed twice, nodded and said, "Indeed, I almost couldn't help it."

"How did you end up holding back?"

"My son thinks, Li Ying must have suffered a loss, and it was useless to try his best, so he invited Fakong to help. Li Ying has a deep resentment against Master Fakong, and it is impossible to spend a lot of money on it unless it is absolutely necessary. Master Dharma Kong."

"...It makes sense." Chu Xiong nodded, looked at the Buddha statue on the dragon case, and reached out to slowly bump into the Buddha beads.

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