Longevity

Now it has initially achieved its purpose.

If it was just a fluke that Zhu Chengxu suppressed Asura's magic, then it would no longer be a fluke to help Jingli to suppress it.

This is the real test of the Buddha mantra.

It can dispel most of the doubts of Daleiyin Temple. After all, Jingli was completely demonized, and it was still pulled back by the Qingxin mantra.

The rest will be left to time.

He believed that there were so many eminent monks in Daleiyin Temple, and there would always be those who passed away within a month, not two months in a month, but not three months in two months.

Putting the log in his arms, Fa Kong pointed to the west: "Master, who is that young master of Chu?"

Cheng Xu shook his head: "Which Young Master Chu?"

"Forget it, Master Shi is a disciple of the inner temple."

"I'm going to go down the mountain to practice soon, if you have anything else to do, please tell me."

Fakong shook his head.

The Leiyin Washing Sutra can only be obtained through the Great Light Mantra, so there is nothing else to do.

Cheng Xu stood up and suddenly stopped when he was about to go out: "By the way, keep a distance from Uncle Jingli."

Fakong showed a look of asking for advice.

Cheng Xu sighed and shook his head: "Uncle Jingli has great ambitions and is too ambitious."

"What ambition?"

"Junior Master Jingli is always quiet and can't tell. Anyway, he is ambitious, and he will inevitably do some excessive things."

"Is there a great hatred in him? His hatred is too deep and too strong, which will lead to an imbalance in his state of mind, and he can't stop Asura's magic from counteracting."

"Great revenge...the elder of the Holy Sect of Light." Cheng Xu sighed: "We can't help."

The Daxueshan Sect, the Bright Sect, and the Tianhai Sword Sect are the top sects of Daqian, and their strengths are comparable.

Uncle Jingli has to deal with the elders of the Guangming Holy Sect, and it is difficult to borrow strength from Daleiyin Temple, and he can only rely on his own abilities.

It's a pity that the elder of the Guangming Holy Sect is too strong, and Uncle Jingli can't take revenge.

Only when the martial arts of Daleiyin Temple reaches the peak can there be hope. It will take decades, and Uncle Jingli can't wait.

He didn't want to let the enemy live one more day.

"The Holy Sect of Light..."

Through Huiwen's memory, Fakong knew the Holy Sect of Light.

In memory, Huiwen shunned the Holy Sect of Light.

Guangming Shengjiao behaves rigidly, does not talk about smoothness and softness, is strict, upholds justice, and acts stubbornly.

If you reason with them, you will never be able to speak to them.

It's hard to beat the truth.

So face these people only with respect and distance.

The two were talking, and Cheng Xu lying silkworm eyebrows suddenly raised: "I'm here to find you?"

Pharaoh listened attentively.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door: "Senior Brother Fakong."

"Come in." Fa Kong said loudly.

As soon as he heard the footsteps, he knew it was Fine.

Faen pushed the door and came in, with a handsome face and a slender figure, he came to Fa Kong lightly.

"Senior Brother Fakong, please hurry back to the temple." Faen's handsome face was solemn.

"What happened, could it be that the master...?" Fa Kong's face sank slightly.

"It's not the master, it's something happened in the temple." Faen said solemnly.

Fa Kong looked at Cheng Xu.

Chengxu said: "I'll take a step first, Fakong, if you have something to do, just go right away. When you come back, I may also go down the mountain... But I will let someone keep this monastery, and you can come and live at any time. It's okay to live forever."

French and empty.

Cheng Xu took a step forward and disappeared.

Fa Kong withdrew his eyes and looked at Faen, signaling to clarify.

Faen looked around and said in a low voice, "Senior brother Faxu was killed, and the master wants to invite you to go back and save the brother."

Fakong frowned at him and motioned to continue.

"Senior Brother Fa Xu's whole body is withered, and his death is extremely tragic. The master can't bear it. He wants you to save him and ascend to the Western Paradise!" Faen couldn't bear to look on his face.

"Who did it?"

"The master said that it looks like the Changchun Valley of Dayong, but since the death of the owner of the valley, Deng Gaoen, it is said that the family has been destroyed."

Fa Kong pondered for a while: "You go back first, I will go back soon!"

"Master told me that this matter should not be publicized..." Faen hesitated.

Before coming, Hui Nan had told him to come in secret, go and come back quickly.

Faen, as Huinan's novice, and the people around him, of course understand Huinan's meaning.

The family scandal should not be made public. If the disciples of Kongo Temple were killed, if they could not take revenge, it would be a humiliation.

Vengeance is not avenged.

The 108 temples of the Daxueshan sect are not happy and harmonious.

He didn't know why the temples were competing for the Nine Temples, but he knew that this matter must not be publicized and the Kongo Temple would become a laughing stock.

Fakong said coldly, "Go."

He raised the anger of the death of a rabbit and a fox. King Kong Temple is his wings and roots, and killing the disciples of King Kong Temple is his enemy!

"...Yes!" Faen reluctantly agreed.

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Kongoji Temple

Tallinn

When Fakong came to the outside of Tallinn, there were hundreds of monks standing in the open space outside the gate of the Tallinn Courtyard.

There is anger in the tragic atmosphere.

When Fakon approached, they ignored it and just stared at the gate of the Tallinn courtyard in silence.

Fakong stopped and didn't squeeze in.

As he expected, Hui Nan's voice quickly came out: "Fa Kong, come in!"

"Yes, Master." Fakong Heshi.

The monks turned their heads and looked over.

Fakong Heshi bowed to the monks.

They returned their salutes one after another: "Senior Brother Fakong."

Most of these disciples are of Fa-zi generation. They are young, their temples are high, and their eyes are shining brightly when they look forward.

Fa Kong walked forward slowly, and they naturally gave way and looked at him, feeling both strange and curious.

Fakong entered Tallinn and saw that the altar was already full of people.

The third floor at the bottom is for young monks, the second floor is for middle-aged monks, and the first floor is for old monks.

Pile of dark clouds gathered over Tallinn, thick and heavy, gloomy and depressed, and the air seemed to have become heavier.

In the center of the altar is an Arhat bed with a skeleton lying on the bed.

The flesh and blood all over his body has disappeared, and only a piece of skin remains, loosely covering the bones.

Hui Nan beckoned: "Come here!"

Fa Kong walked up the steps slowly, saluting while walking, and came to Hui Nan.

He saw a tall and burly old monk beside Hui Nan. Fang Zheng's face with Chinese characters was slightly golden, as if he had been coated with a layer of gold paint.

So the tithe ceremony: "Abbot."

He knows that this is because he has cultivated the Vajra Indestructible Magic to a very high level, and this is the only reason he has this strange appearance.

Up and down the temple, there are only four people who practice the indestructible magic of the diamond, and the abbot Hui'an is one of them.

Hui An also cultivated the Vajra Indestructible Magic to a very high level.

Hui An had a sullen face and nodded lightly: "Fa Kong, cast a spell."

"Yes."

Pharaoh responded.

He quickly sobered up from the shock and froze.

Fa Xu's death was too tragic, he knew from Huiwen's memory that it was caused by the Changchun Gong in Changchun Valley.

The Changchun Valley of Dayong, the evil Tao in the evil Tao, even disgusted with the Demon Tao.

Demon disciples act extreme and vicious, but they cannot do such evil deeds.

Devouring essence and blood to replenish itself is equivalent to cannibalism.

It is no wonder that the Dayong Wulin was punished, and the Changchun Valley Master Deng Gaoen was killed by everyone in Tinghaiya.

Changchun Valley was completely wiped out.

Deng Gaoen's body has never been found, but after suffering such serious injuries, it is impossible to survive after jumping into the sea from a cliff more than 200 meters high.

Maybe it was swallowed by a giant fish.

Fa Kong took a deep breath in the eyes of the monks, dispelling distracting thoughts, and restoring his mind to calm like water.

The left hand is imprinted, the right palm is raised, and the lips are moved.

His strangeness was reflected in the wide eyes of the monks: the right palm radiated light, forming a beam of light, and the other end of the beam of light was the phantom that turned into a skeleton.

The eyes of the monks widened.

Only the five old monks who had seen the Great Light Mantra before remained calm. After squinting at everyone's gaffe, they hurriedly stared at Fakong's right palm again, trying to see the mystery.

Who doesn't want to practice such a great light spell?

Fa Xu's soul condensed into a villain, and he bowed to Fa Kong and turned into a white light that rose into the sky.

Thousands of golden lights appeared within the clouds, reflecting the clouds with golden edges.

The monks' eyes widened.

They wanted to see what was in the golden light.

After Fa Xu's soul turned into white light and entered the golden light, the golden light disappeared slowly, as if it had never appeared.

From the appearance of the golden light to the disappearance, it took only five or six breaths.

If you don't keep staring, when you find something different and look up, it has disappeared, and you will suspect that you have an illusion.

"Amitabha!"

Hui'an proclaimed a high Buddha's name, which resounded throughout the Daleiyin Temple.

He tithed to the sky, and then to the law and empty.

Fakonghe even pays back the gift.

"Faxu ascends to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, it is good!" Hui'an said to the monks, "But we will never let this murderer go!"

The monks nodded solemnly.

"Monks, cheer up and perform their duties, don't let others take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble!"

"Yes!"

"Go."

"…Yes."

"Abbot!" A fat middle-aged monk standing on the middle floor of the altar raised his hand and spoke slowly.

Hui An looked at him with awe: "Yuanrong, let's talk."

"I want to hunt down that murderer myself!" Yuanrong's five short stature and round fat face looked amiable.

At this time, his face was serious, and his little round eyes shot cold electricity: "If this revenge is not avenged, our King Kong Temple..."

An old monk on the top floor hummed: "Yuanrong, this matter can't be rushed, it's easy to make mistakes!"

"Elder Huixiao, you mean you won't take revenge now?" Yuanrong asked in a deep voice.

The young monks at the lowest level showed their indignant expressions one after another, and couldn't help but open their mouths.

"Don't chase now?"

"If you don't chase, if you delay, that guy would have disappeared long ago!"

"If this revenge is not repaid, my heart is uneasy!"

"eye for eye!"

…

Abbot Hui'an raised his big hand.

The monks stopped talking and looked at Hui An.

Hui'an said slowly: "I grew up watching Fa Xu. If you want to take revenge, I want to take revenge more than you. The temple is already taking action and is investigating, and we will never let Fa Xu die in vain!"

"Abbot, who is the murderer?"

"Such a method should be easy to know, right?"

Hui An said slowly: "Before you figure it out, you can't talk nonsense, lest you go astray and be used by others."

Fa Kong stood beside Hui Nan~www.wuxiahere.com~ nodded secretly.

The company in his previous life had hundreds of employees, so he could understand Hui An.

The disciples were furious and wished to kill the murderer right away, but Hui An, the abbot, could not be swayed by emotions.

Who is the murderer?

Is it a calamity?

Is there any secret?

These must be clarified one by one, and cannot be reacted and handled as simply and rudely as martial arts masters.

Otherwise, it would be ignorant to be used as a knife.

Yuanrong said dissatisfiedly: "Abbot, that means you can't be in a hurry, you have to check it slowly, right?"

Hui An spoke neither in a hurry nor slow, serious and peaceful: "You can't investigate slowly, but you can't be too hasty to be taken advantage of by others... Don't worry, the temple will give an explanation to Fa Xu and everyone, and let's go!"

"Amitabha!" The monks announced the Buddha's name together and slowly retreated.

Yuanrong hummed in dissatisfaction.

It's a pity that Hui'an is very majestic, and the disciples are convinced and obeyed.

Hui'an and the monks left, and Yuanrong still stood there and didn't move.

Hui Nan came to him and said angrily, "You are in a daze!"

Yuanrong looked up at him, her eyes slightly red: "Uncle Shi."

"Don't think about it, can the abbot let the murderer go, and use you to question in front of everyone?"

"Why aren't you chasing them now?"

"Don't worry, he can't escape!"

"Too slow,...too slow." Yuan Rong's eyes were red, "It should have been done a long time ago, I would rather catch the wrong thing than let it go!"

"Nonsense!" Hui Nan scolded: "Look at what you are, go back and rest, and don't do anything!"

"Uncle Master..." Yuanrong burst into tears: "How can I rest? How can I sit still?!"