Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Qingluo looked at Luo Minghai.

Luo Minghai looked at her with a smile, not angry at all.

His four fellow disciples couldn't help it, and glared at Zhou Yang and the others, then gritted their teeth and glared at Xu Qingluo: "It's too much to bully others!"

Xu Qingluo turned to look at them and said with a smile: "I can't do too much to deal with people like you who have bad intentions and want to take shortcuts, right?"

"Xu, even if you are a disciple of Monk Fakong, you cannot be lawless. We will report it to the court!" The round-faced young man said coldly: "Watch whether Monk Fakong can cover the sky with one hand!"

"Giggle..." Xu Qingluo laughed repeatedly, making her flowers tremble with laughter.

Zhou Yang shook his head and said: "Your Jixiangfeng's butt is not clean, and you still report it to the court? It's ridiculous."

The round-faced young man said angrily: "What is so unclean about our Jixiang Peak?"

"You guys are colluding with Changchun Valley." Zhou Yang said.

"Fart!" the round-faced young man yelled angrily: "What the hell is Changchun Valley? Why should we collude with them!"

Zhou Yang said: "You and Changchun Gu colluded in front of the altar at the same time, trying to destroy my uncle's Dharma assembly."

"We didn't do anything!" The round-faced young man gritted his teeth.

Zhou Yang shook his head: "You don't have the chance to do it, it's not that you don't want to do it... Hey, you Jixiang Peak disciples are really cowards, you dare to do it but don't do it!"

"Damn it!" the round-faced young man shouted: "That's nonsense, I, the disciples of Jixiang Peak, dare to do it! ... You are slanderers, how can we admit it!"

"You don't have it just because you said you don't have it?" Zhou Yang sneered.

"Then you say yes?" The round-faced young man also sneered: "We clearly have no action, but you insist on saying something, how ridiculous!"

Zhou Yang opened his mouth, but couldn't find any words to refute.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that what this guy said was right. In the eyes of outsiders, Ji Xiangfeng did nothing and was judged to be disrupting the Dharma gathering.

There is no definite evidence, just prediction in advance, and there is no way to tell whether it is right or wrong in advance.

Maybe their prediction was wrong?

Prejudgments are often hard to tell whether they are right or wrong.

Xu Qingluo glanced at Chu Ling and Zhou Yu.

Both women frowned.

They also felt that it was difficult, but they didn't expect that this guy was so difficult to deal with, and he could overcome toughness with softness.

Although they want to become famous by destroying the Dharma assembly, they want to stand on Fakong's head and let the world know about it.

But this crime does not lead to death, and the loss of martial arts is already a heavy punishment, so it is not appropriate to make the punishment any heavier.

But this guy didn't even resist, but wanted to go to Yongkong Temple to seek justice.

"Let him go." Chu Ling snorted: "He can go kneel outside Yongkong Temple and let the world see the consequences of taking advantage. Yongkong Temple's advantage is not so easy to take advantage of!"

Zhou Yu nodded lightly: "Being respectful and fearless cannot last forever. After watching his battles, everyone will be in awe. It couldn't be better."

Xu Qingluo smiled: "Young Master Luo, if you want to kneel, then kneel for a few more days. Don't you want to be famous all over the world? You can become famous all over the world."

Luo Minghai smiled and said: "I can't defeat Divine Monk Fa Kong. It's not a shame to kneel at the feet of Divine Monk Fa Kong."

Xu Qingluo said: "Then you go and see if Master will pay attention to you."

"How merciful Divine Monk Fa Kong is, there's no way he could ignore me." Luo Minghai shook his head: "Everyone admires Divine Monk so much, and they won't believe that Divine Monk Fa Kong is so heartless!"

Xu Qingluo smiled: "Master's reputation is supported by Buddhism and supernatural powers. Casting the Ksitigarbha Dakini Mantra is already a great mercy. In terms of personal grievances, it is not allowed to be compassionate or unmerciful."

Zhou Yang frowned.

Compared to the quarrel between herself and the round-faced guy, Qing Luo and Luo Minghai were hiding their swords behind their smiles.

Luo Minghai seemed weak, but he was threatening his uncle's reputation, but Qingluo didn't care and showed a strong defense, giving Luo Minghai no hope.

Chu Ling was a little impatient: "If you ask me, give him another slap and see if he still has the strength to kneel outside Yongkong Temple!"

Another slap severely injured Luo Minghai, leaving him lying on the bed to recover.

Zhou Yu said softly: "He will recover from his injury one day, and he will still go to Yongkong Temple after he recovers."

"If he dares to go, I'll give him two more palms." Chu Ling said: "Let him completely lose the possibility of practicing again."

"It's useless. He has a mysterious mind and can recover." Zhou Yu shook his head gently.

The Great Joy Sutra still has its mysteries, and its foundation is so profound that it is impossible to directly cut off the possibility of him practicing again.

Even if his meridians are disabled, his Dantian is destroyed, or even he is beaten into an idiot, he can still recover slowly.

This is the fundamental mystery of the Great Joy Sutra.

After practicing the Great Joy Sutra, you are not afraid of getting hurt. No matter how serious the injury is, you can slowly recover, so you can stay optimistic and joyful.

Chu Ling was surprised: "So powerful?"

Zhou Yu nodded.

Luo Minghai heard Zhou Yu's words, turned around and looked over, smiling: "It seems that this girl knows about our Jixiang Peak."

Zhou Yudao: "I have heard a little bit about it, and I know that the Great Joy Sutra is extremely wonderful and has some connection with Buddhism. The founding founder of the sect is a high-ranking monk who returned to secular life, right?"

"...This girl made a mistake." Luo Minghai looked at Zhou Yu intently.

Almost no one knows the details of Jixiang Peak. This is the secret of Jixiang Peak.

The founding founder of the sect was a Buddhist eminent monk. After returning to secular life, he founded the Jixiang Peak. The Great Joy Sutra contains the true essence of Buddhism.

It's just that the founder of the sect was born in the White Lotus Temple and must not be leaked. Almost no one in the subsequent generations of disciples except the leader knows this identity.

Especially the connection with the White Lotus Temple, which is a top secret among the top secrets, and must not be leaked.

Zhou Yu looked at him thoughtfully: "Master Luo, you may as well come to Yongkong Temple in a few days, and the senior brother will welcome you."

"Are you... Miss Zhou from Mingyue Temple?" Luo Minghai immediately understood Zhou Yu's identity.

The four people who have been following Fakong, in addition to the disciple Xu Qingluo, the nephew Zhou Yang, there are Zhou Yu from Mingyue Temple, and Princess Daqian Chu Ling.

The one in front of him is Zhou Yu, and the remaining one is Chu Ling. No wonder she is so arrogant and rude.

Zhou Yu smiled: "Master Luo, nice to meet you, then we will go and wait for you at Yongkong Temple."

"Let's go." Xu Qingluo snorted.

She turned and left.

Zhou Yu nodded to Luo Minghai, and left with Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling. Zhou Yang glanced at them coldly and followed them.

Watching the four people flying up to the treetops and their figures gradually disappearing into the sky, Luo Minghai still had a smile on his face, his eyes flickering.

"Young Peak Master, is everything okay?" The round-faced young man hurried forward: "Do you want to take the elixir?"

"No need." Luo Minghai retracted his gaze and said lightly: "I'm not injured, but my martial arts are useless."

"Then just practice again." The round-faced young man didn't care: "It will recover soon. Do you really want to ask Monk Fakong for justice?"

Luo Minghai took a deep look at the direction where Xu Qingluo and the others disappeared in the distance, and the smile on his face eased, and he sighed.

"Not going?" The round-faced young man said: "Are we going to suffer this big loss in vain?"

"Wait and see." Luo Minghai resumed his smile: "We will meet again in the end. My cultivation is indeed not enough, so I have to work hard to cultivate."

"Yes." The four people also responded in a deep voice.

They also felt the frustration of insufficient cultivation, and their original heroic spirit and ambition were all dissipated.