Longevity

Chu Xiang looked serious and glanced left and right.

This is the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple. It is loose on the outside and strict on the inside, so there is no need to worry about someone breaking in.

There are such great masters as Faning, Lin Feiyang and Huiling, and Yuan Deng and other powerful figures who are infinitely close to the great master.

He was curious about what happened to Fkong.

Putting the relic between the eyebrows, is it some kind of communication with the owner of the relic?

Or feel the power fluctuations of the relic?

He has always been curious about the relic, and felt that since the relic was left by the eminent monk, there must be something left.

This thing is likely to be breath, or it may be Buddha Dharma.

He has also tried many times to test how to stimulate the power of the relic, but he has found nothing.

He saw Fakong's current appearance, and felt that Fakong should have found a way to stimulate the relic and be able to communicate with the relic.

Time passed slowly, the golden light began to flicker, and then slowly converged into his skin, and finally the golden light disappeared without a trace.

Fakugo opened his eyes.

Chu Xiang felt that Fa Kong's eyes were different from usual.

The eyes are more gentle and calm, as if the person sitting in front of him is not Fakong, but an old old monk, dying.

Chu Xiang hurriedly widened his eyes and took a closer look: "Master, how is it?"

Fa Kong nodded: "Very good."

"Master, does this get something?"

"This is also a kind of induction." Fa Kong said: "Aura induction, you will gain some insight into the world."

"Comprehend..."

"Seeing a mountain is not a mountain, and seeing a water is not a mountain, and then go a step further. Seeing a mountain is still a mountain, and seeing a water is still water. This is due to the perception of heaven and earth." Fa Kong said: "My lord, although you are not a Buddhist practitioner, But the perception of heaven and earth is still very important.”

"Master, how about I take a look?" Chu Xiang smiled.

Fakong handed the relic to him.

Chu Xiang also learned from him, put the relic on his eyebrows, then remained motionless, closed his eyes, and focused on sensing.

Time passed slowly.

Fakong beckoned.

Xu Qingluo came in lightly, handed the tea, and then quietly retreated.

Fa Kong glanced at Xu Qingluo's back.

For her, the Sword Immortal lineage is indeed like a duck to water, in the final analysis, it is because of spiritual power.

She suffered from illness since she was a child, persisted hard, and polished her will and spirit to pure tenacity, which was exactly in line with the sword fairy.

It is even more suitable than the void fetal breath.

Therefore, when you cultivate, you will enter the world quickly and make rapid progress.

At this speed, I am afraid that within a month, she will break through to the great master, much stronger than her own master.

The fact that he was able to step into the Great Master so quickly was by means of the Kalachakra Pagoda, and the actual time far exceeded the time shown by him.

She is relying on the statue of Medicine Buddha, and Xu Qingluo is relying on her own qualifications.

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A quarter of an hour later, Chu Xiang opened his eyes.

He stared blankly, as if wondering where he was and what time it was.

Fakong smiled.

Seeing Fa Kong's smile, Chu Xiang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master, I don't feel anything at all."

As a great master, he concentrates on one, and he is closely related to the relic.

But after struggling for a quarter of an hour, I felt that my mental energy was exhausted, but my mind was blank, and I couldn't feel anything.

Fa Kong said: "Your Highness doesn't have to force it, this should also require Buddhist cultivation, and it can resonate with it."

"Master didn't say it sooner!" Chu Xiang returned the relic to Fakong.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "I said it, the lord will not give up, he must try it."

"It seems that there is no such fate."

"Exactly." Fa Kong nodded: "Buddhism all teach the law of fate, and the lord has nothing to do with it."

"I'll go back and look at the two relics to see if there is a relationship with them."

"You can give it a try." Fakong smiled.

He can be sure that he must have no relationship with them.

This so-called karma includes his own statue of Medicine Buddha.

Without the statue of Medicine Buddha, it is impossible for me to get the memory of the relic.

As expected of the holy monk before ten thousand years, the Dharma name is Yunxin.

Master Yun Xin is not famous, but his merit is not small.

At that time, the Demon Venerable had a fiery killing intent and ravaged one side, but he was eventually subdued by him and directly converted to him.

Master Yun Xin's inheritance is the Fayan Sect.

The Fayan Sect has now been cut off, and there is no such lineage in Daxueshan and Shenjing.

More importantly, he did not see the records of the inheritance of Fayan Zong from the Buddhist classics, and it was already buried in history and washed out.

The power of Fayanzong's words and expressions is so amazing that it is close to supernatural powers or myths and legends.

In this world, only because of the Medicine Buddha statue, I can display supernatural powers and show the power of the Buddha mantra.

And the inheritance of the Fayan Sect is actually equivalent to the Buddhist mantra.

Among the twelve Dharma words, there is the Dharma word "fixed".

"Setting", its power is equivalent to casting a body-fixing spell.

Moreover, the power of the Fayan can be upgraded, which is equivalent to the immobilization spell that can go one step further or even a few steps.

My own body-fixing spell can only fix the great master now, and it can only be maintained for a short time, which can already decide life and death during the fight.

And the word "determination" means that if the cultivation heat is too deep, the great master will even be directly sentenced to death.

For a quarter of an hour, the heart is not beating, blood is not flowing, and death is not dead?

If you don't die for a quarter of an hour, what about two quarters of an hour, half an hour, an hour, or even a day?

"Master, then I'll go back."

"My lord, come to our temple less in the future, it's better not to see each other."

Chu Xiang smiled, shook his head and pointed at Fa Kong: "Master thinks that I can't go to the Three Treasures Hall without anything!"

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Every time the lord comes, I have to get into trouble."

"Hey, Master, you're really ashamed when you say that." Chu Xiang smiled and said, "Okay, Master, don't worry, the next time I come again, I'll just chat, I won't find something for you to do for Master."

"If it's a small talk, then welcome." Fa Kong said.

Chu Xiang smiled and said, "How about Master going to my house in two days?"

Pharaoh agreed.

Chu Xiang smiled and strode away.

Xu Qingluo floated over lightly and said with a smile, "Master, if you say that, the lord won't be angry, right?"

Fa Kong said: "It's a good thing to be angry, I can still have less trouble."

Practice exercises, look at the scenery, eat delicious food, drink good wine, how wonderful and nourishing this little day is.

Other things, if you can do it, don't do it.

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In the evening, Chu Yu came over with a small wooden box and gave some Buddha treasures that Fa Kong Chu Xiang had collected in Tianjing.

Fakong accepted it calmly.

After Chu Yu left, Fa Kong opened the wooden box and admired it one by one.

Truly a rare tool.

Dayong's Dharma is prosperous. These Buddhist tools are exquisitely made, and there are many Buddhist tools handed down from ancient times.

Fakong found a string of Buddha beads in it.

His feeling is very special, but it is held by an eminent monk, and it has a rhythm of heaven and earth.

From this string of beads, I can feel an inexplicable joy, joy for heaven and earth, and love for the world.

Fa Kong groped carefully.

This string of beads is the most inconspicuous among the nine strings of beads. Other beads are either sandalwood or pear wood.

This string is made of ordinary peach wood.

This kind of wood is not hard, it is easy to rot, and it does not exist for too long in the world.

But it was just such a string of peach wood beads, which turned out to be held by an eminent monk who had attained the Tao, and was intoxicated with the aura of this eminent monk.

He groaned and shook his head.

This eminent monk has passed away and does not exist in the world, which is really a pity.

If you are alive, you can discuss the Dharma face to face.

"Abbot." Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe appeared in the courtyard.

Fakong glanced at them: "Done?"

"Hehe." Lin Feiyang smiled triumphantly: "Throw those three guys into the prison of Shenwu Mansion."

Fu Qinghe said indifferently: "By the way, I abolished their martial arts."

Lin Feiyang said: "Don't abolish their martial arts, if the emperor let them out again, wouldn't it be a waste of hard work!"

He felt that it was very likely that he would continue to let go.

The emperor was still very jealous of the Tianhai Sword Sect. He did not dare to arrest the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect. He would even let him assassinate the princess, let alone slander himself.

"Protect that woman." Fa Kong said: "The Tianhai Sword Sect should send someone to silence her."

After killing her, he said that there was no evidence, and he could get away with the crime.

"She has also been taken to the prison of Shenwu Mansion." Lin Feiyang smiled and said, "Sister Zhu's idea."

"Very good." Fa Kong nodded and waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang did not retreat, but smiled: "Abbot, Duke Ming has entered the city, I'll go see it?"

He became more excited and awake at night, not wanting to sleep.

This is the power the shadow gives him.

Even if I didn't sleep all night, I didn't feel sleepy at all, and the next day I was still full of energy and in high spirits.

He usually sleeps only one night for three nights, and does not have to sleep for the other two days, and he does not feel sleepy at all.

This has slowly become a habit.

Fakong glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang watched eagerly.

Fa Kong said slowly: "It's fine to have a look, but there are experts around Duke Ming, so be careful."

"Yes!" Lin Feiyang agreed excitedly.

He disappeared in a flash, for fear that Fakong would regret it.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Prince Ming's mansion was within the range of his mind and eyes, and when he read and observed it together, he could see clearly everything in Prince Chu Ming's mansion.

"Fu Qinghe."

"Yes." Fu Qinghe turned into a wind and appeared in front of Fa Kong.

Fakon looked at him.

Fu Qinghe's expression was calm: "The abbot does whatever he wants."

Fa Kong nodded: "Get a jar of divine water and send it to Prince Ming's Mansion."

"Yes." Fu Qinghe agreed, turned around and left.

Although he didn't know what to do, he didn't ask any more questions, and went directly to ask Lin Feiyang, who gave Lin Feiyang some pointers.

Fu Qinghe took a jasper altar, filled it from a copper jar, stuffed it into his sleeve, walked slowly, and came to the outside of Prince Ming's mansion.

The outside of Prince Ming's mansion was deserted, and no one was approaching.

The officials of the imperial court were the most well-informed and the clearest situation. At this time, no one approached King Ming.

After all, he is the prince of Dayong. Once he is too secretive, he will definitely cause a fishy mess.

Two young guards stood under the steps of Prince Ming's Mansion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with calm and solemn expressions, and looked at Fu Qinghe lightly.

Fu Qinghe did not come to the guard with a gentle expression, but instead came to the guard with a cold expression, and said calmly, "As the abbot ordered, I came here to see His Royal Highness Prince Ming."

"Which abbot?" the guard asked coldly.

"The abbot of the outer courtyard of Kongo Temple."

"Fa Kong God Monk?"

"Exactly."

"Wait a moment, let me pass the message." The guard's face softened slightly, and he turned and left.

Fu Qinghe stood there, staring at the red lacquer gate of Prince Ming's mansion without moving.

Under the setting sun, the rows of copper nails on the red lacquer gate gleamed with red light, and the atmosphere of wealth was blowing.

Another guard looked at him curiously.

He didn't look sideways, didn't move, and didn't intend to talk to the guard.