Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Where is Monk Fakong?" Monk Rushan's face was livid. He glanced coldly at Monk Yuansheng and the other four and snorted, "Are you a coward? You dare not come out to see me?!"

"Master Rushan, are you going to declare war on our outer courtyard? Then let's start the war!" Monk Yuanye looked at him coldly, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Start a war?!" Monk Rushan sneered, "What right do you have to say that you want to start a war? Fakong, let Fakong come out to see me!"

He waved his hand with disdain, "Don't block the way, get out of the way!"

"The abbot is not here." Monk Yuandeng shook his head.

Faning nodded vigorously.

He didn't feel Fakong's breath either, so he was obviously not in the temple.

Otherwise, Senior Brother Fakong would have appeared long ago.

He didn't know that Fakong disappeared when Monk Rushan kicked the door, and he never thought of it.

"Not here?!" Monk Rushan shouted, "Fakong, come out, don't be a coward!"

"Ah..." Monk Huiling shook his head, "I said, little monk Rushan, it's not like you can't sense it. Don't you know whether he is in the temple or not? Why are you wasting your voice!"

Monk Rushan took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger, but he couldn't. His anger was boiling like magma. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. The more he thought about it, the more helpless he felt.

"What happened?" Monk Huiling blinked his eyes curiously and said with interest, "Tell me about it."

"...There's nothing to say!" Monk Rushan said angrily.

Old Monk Huiling said unsatisfiedly: "You kicked the door and wiped out the prestige of our Vajra Temple's outer courtyard, and you don't have any explanation?"

"Fakong knows it in his heart!"

"What do you know?"

"...Uncle Huiling, don't ask!" Monk Rushan said angrily: "This Fakong is too insidious and cunning!"

"Hey, our abbot is insidious? Then what kind of insidious method is it? Tell us and let us be happy." Old Monk Huiling urged again and again.

But Monk Rushan just didn't say anything and kept his mouth shut, which made Old Monk Huiling feel itchy and wanted to pry open his mouth.

Yuansheng said coldly: "Master Rushan, not everyone can kick the door of our Vajra Temple's outer courtyard!"

"What do you think?" Monk Rushan's voice was high again.

The anger could no longer be suppressed, and it surged up to his head.

"Then don't leave today!" Yuansheng sneered: "Stay!"

He slowly raised his palm and prepared to take action.

"Okay, let's do it. We lost three people in Feitian Temple, so you can just pay for our lives!"

"Wait a minute..." Old Monk Huiling said hurriedly: "Where is that old bald donkey Zhiyuan?"

Monk Rushan snorted and said nothing.

Old Monk Huiling smiled and said: "You lost three people in Feitian Temple, so old monk Zhiyuan must be mad? He must have gone to find the murderer, right?"

Monk Rushan snorted and continued to remain silent.

Old Monk Huiling nodded slowly: "Based on my understanding of that old bald donkey, he must be so angry that he has lost face to take revenge by bullying the weak. His temper has not changed for a hundred years."

He sighed in admiration.

This is also the reason why no one dares to provoke the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple.

If a first-class master does it without caring about his face, it is difficult to stop him.

"Someone died in your Feitian Temple, why do you blame our abbot?" Yuanye sneered, "Could it be that our abbot killed him?"

"Even if he didn't kill him, it's no different from if he did!" Monk Rushan gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "How despicable!"

Old Monk Huiling became even more interested.

Faning mustered up his courage and clasped his hands together, saying, "Master Rushan, since it wasn't my senior brother who killed him, you are angry about the death, but you can't vent your anger on our Vajra Temple, right? Isn't that the truth?"

"You're talking to me about reason?!" Monk Rushan glared at Faning coldly.

Faning resisted his imposing pressure at this time and looked at him stubbornly, "No matter who it is, no matter where we go, we have to talk about reason, right?"

He was as strong as a bear, and at this time he was full of momentum, without his usual simplicity, and was also extremely shocking.

"Hey, be reasonable!" Monk Rushan's eyes were red with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "When I was invited to dinner by Fakong, I knew he was up to no good. I never thought he was so despicable and set such a big trap for me!"

Fa Ning asked proudly, "Master Rushan, what is the trap? How did you set the trap?"

He shook his head, "As far as I know, you act openly and honestly, and never plot against others!"

"Openly and honestly? Hahaha...hahahaha..." Monk Rushan laughed in anger.

The laughter was as high as clouds, shaking the main hall slightly.

The turtles basking in the sunset by the release pond went back into the water and no longer showed their heads.

Old Monk Huiling stared at Monk Rushan and shook his head.

He was almost mad with anger.

He was getting more and more itchy, wanting to figure out what Fakong had done to make Rushan so angry.

"What happened?" Lin Feiyang appeared beside Faning in a flash, looking at Monk Rushan in confusion, and then at Monk Huiling.

"Xiao Linzi, you have been following the abbot, tell me, what trap did the abbot set for Monk Rushan to make him so angry?"

"Trap?" Lin Feiyang looked at Monk Rushan in confusion: "What trap?"

"You are Fakong's follower, why are you pretending to be confused, don't you know what he did?!"

"Master Rushan, the abbot doesn't seem to have done anything, right? He just invited you to watch a good show, right?"

Lin Feiyang looked puzzled.

In front of outsiders, he called Fa Kong abbot, which was considered to give Fa Kong some face.

"Is this an invitation for me to watch a good show? Is this an invitation for me to die!"

"How do you say this?" Lin Feiyang was really curious this time, not just pretending.

"Three of my Feitian Temple disciples were killed by Chenghai Dao disciples!" Monk Rushan said coldly: "You should know, right?"

"Chenghai Dao? Demon Sect?" Lin Feiyang said in surprise: "They are so brave, dare to offend your Feitian Temple?...Oh, it can't be that incense master, right?"

"He is a disciple of Chenghai Dao!" Monk Rushan said coldly.

"That's it!" Lin Feiyang suddenly realized.

Monk Rushan gritted his teeth: "Fa Kong, a cunning man, dared not do it himself, but he encouraged me to do it!"

"But Master Rushan, it seems that the abbot once said don't do anything, don't do anything, let's wait and see before talking about it?" Lin Feiyang said doubtfully.

He suddenly realized it and clapped his hands: "Did you do it?"

"He is cunning!" Monk Rushan shouted: "You said not to take action, but in fact you know my temper and expected that I would take action!"

"Haha..." Lin Feiyang laughed.

He felt that he had performed extremely well, and there was no flaw in pretending to be confused, it was perfect.

"Okay, little monk Rushan!" Hui Ling finally understood and pointed at him: "You will blame the abbot for the evil you did yourself!"

"Uncle Master, I am not venting my anger, I have indeed fallen into Fakong's trick!" Monk Rushan said dissatisfied.

"Then let me ask you, was it the abbot who forced you to do it?"

"...He must know that as soon as he sees me, he can't help but take action. He is plotting against me!"

"The heart of a villain will judge the heart of a gentleman!" Faning said lightly, earning Monk Rushan's glare.

Faning looked at him calmly, unwilling to be outdone.

"Okay, okay, anyway, it's young monk Rushan who is in the wrong!" Old monk Huiling waved his hand and said, "It's nothing to do with our abbot."

Lin Feiyang said: "Our abbot actually has good intentions and doesn't want the two temples to get into trouble again, so we invite you, Master Rushan, to watch the show."

"Good intentions? Hehe!" Monk Rushan sneered again and again.

A deep shout rang in everyone's ears: "That's it, Rushan, come back!"

Only his voice is seen but his person is not seen.

"Haha..." Old monk Huiling laughed suddenly and said: "Old bald donkey Zhiyuan, look at the abbot of the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple. He kicked our door when he said he would kick our door, and openly trampled on our faces. He is so majestic. noodle!"

"Huiling, we all know what happened in this matter. Rushan was deliberately calculated and unintentionally."

"Zhiyuan old bald donkey, what's the basis for your statement? Don't think it's nonsense. You guys are just thinking nonsense. This is not the case at all. It's our mountain gate that was kicked in. How can we settle the account?!"

"Two bottles of Feitian Dan!"

"That's pretty much it!" Old Monk Huiling smiled.

"Uncle!" Monk Rushan said hurriedly.

"Abbott, come back."

"...Yes!" Monk Rushan heard Zhiyuan calling him abbot and knew that Zhiyuan was angry, so he could only grit his teeth and glare at Lin Feiyang and Faning.

"Hey, it's so lively." Fakong's voice suddenly sounded.

He suddenly appeared next to Faning, and Heshi smiled and said: "Master Rushan, the Buddha has come to visit you, and you have been greeted from afar."

Monk Rushan was about to leave. When he saw Fa Kong, his eyes suddenly turned red and he took a step forward: "Fa! Kong!"

"Master Rushan is so angry." Fakong formed his mudra and cast a heart-purifying spell.

Suddenly, an icy spring poured into Monk Rushan's mind.

The anger was quickly doused.

My mind quickly sobered up, and I was shocked to realize that I was too impulsive, my old temper had broken out again, and I had lost two bottles of Feitian Dan in vain.

Feitian Pill is the top elixir in Feitian Temple. It has the ability to change your qualifications. It is hard to find in the world and extremely precious.

Fakong smiled and said, "Master Rushan, what happened?"

"...Fakong, I admire you!" Monk Rushan stared at him, Heshi bowed slowly, turned around and left.

Fakong showed a blank expression, looked at him, then at the old monk Huiling, and met the old monk Huiling's small eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

His expression didn't change, knowing that the old monk Huiling noticed his little move.

Yes, when he saw Kick the Door, he not only did not go up to Rushan, but instead used his magical powers to appear at the victims' camp outside the city, met with the victims, and gained the power of faith of more than 30,000 people.

Avoid its sharp edges to avoid further intensifying conflicts.

Fakong raised his voice and said, "Master Rushan, please stay."

Monk Rushan stopped, turned around slowly, and stared at him: "Two bottles of Feitian Pill, how do you want to stay?"

Fakong said: "Master Rushan, I'm really confused. I haven't asked you what happened."

"That's what happened, senior brother." Faning hurriedly told the story.

Fakong nodded thoughtfully: "It turns out that three Feitian Temple masters died. I wonder how they died?"

Monk Rushan paused for a moment.

Fakong said: "The masters of Feitian Temple who can come to Shenjing are quite advanced. There are not many who can kill them, right?"

Of course he knew that these three disciples of Feitian Temple died on the woman's belly.

For these three Feitian Temple masters, he felt that their deaths were not unfair at all, they deserved to die.

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