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Text Chapter 194: Counterattack (one more)

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    Fakong raised his head to look at Monk Huiling, his eyes suddenly became blank.

    Monk Huiling said: "Abbot, is it okay for Xiao Qingluo to stay? Abbot?Abbot?"

    Fakong looked at him blankly, as if distracted.

    "Little Qingluo really should stay here, and it's time to practice martial arts, to lay the foundation, don't miss the good time." Lin Feiyang nodded in agreement.

    "Brother, it is true." Fanning also echoed.

    He agreed not because Zhou Yang had no companions and his head was slumped, but because he really felt that the foundation should be built, just like Zhou Yang, it had already started.

    If Xu Qingluo was later, she might miss the golden age of foundation establishment, which would be a pity. Even if her aptitude is good enough, she would still miss it.

    This difference can be made up by strong aptitude in the early stage, and nothing can be seen, but in the later stage, this gap may be a big difference, it may be the gap between the second rank and the first rank.

    Zhou Yang nodded frantically in his heart, but his face was calm and cool, as if he didn't care whether Xu Qingluo stayed or not.

    Fakong looked at Monk Huiling blankly, already immersed in what he saw.

    Monk Huiling followed Monk Zhiyuan from a distance, and found that Monk Zhiyuan's aura suddenly became stronger, and he decided that he had made a move with someone.

    He approached quietly, and saw three old men besieging Monk Zhiyuan, among them was Master Murong.

    As soon as he saw Master Murong, he became angry, but he restrained himself and didn't rush to make a move, he just watched from the sidelines.

    Seeing that there was no way to escape the situation, Monk Zhiyuan resolutely used the secret art of death together. He concentrated his cultivation base throughout his life and tried his best to get a Chenghai Seal, hitting three people at the same time.

    Four people were hit hard at the same time.

    Monk Zhiyuan suffered the most serious injuries and was dying.

    At this time, Monk Huiling was annoyed that he had acted too late, so he hurriedly picked up Monk Zhiyuan and ran away, trying to get the Chenghai seal from Master Murong, but also buried himself in the gallop.

    If you don't come back to find the abbot to cast the Buddha's mantra to save your life, the life of the Zhiyuan monk will be confessed.

    The three of Master Murong pursued unwillingly, and wanted to kill Monk Zhiyuan completely, so as not to cause complications.

    It's a pity that they were all injured, and monk Huiling's qinggong was superb, so he sneaked into the city with monk Zhiyuan on his back and returned to the outer courtyard.

    If Master Murong and the others dare to kill people in Shenjing City, they will definitely be struck by the thunder of Shenwufu.

    So I can only give up unwillingly¡ª¡ª

    The twilight was rising, and a smear of red glow remained in the western sky, and the rest of the place had begun to dim.

    Fakong was thoughtful, replaying scenes in his mind all the time, focusing on the three of Master Murong.

    Assessing their injuries.

    "Abbot?" Monk Huiling saw that he gradually became clear, so he mentioned it again.

    "Uncle Master, are their injuries serious?" Fa Kong asked.

    His hands suddenly formed seals.

    Monk Huiling suddenly felt the nectar falling, and his body recovered faster, and the recovery speed was getting faster and faster.

    Fakong kept superimposing the rejuvenation spell.

    At the same time, Monk Zhiyuan in the other courtyard of Feitian Temple also felt something strange, and the wine rushed to him, and his injuries recovered quickly.

    Under the infusion of fine wine, the injury can't be recovered quickly.

    Monk Huiling chuckled and said, "The palm strength of Zhiyuan old bald donkey is enough for them to drink a pot!"

    "How long do they estimate to recover?"

    "Even if you take the elixir, it will probably take more than a month." Monk Huiling said, "It's impossible to recover after a monthhehe, they don't have the rejuvenation curse!"

    "Yeah, they don't have the Rejuvenation Curse" Fakong was thoughtful.

    Even when he was speaking, his hands were still in mudra, and he was still casting the rejuvenation spell, and he had reached the state of silent casting.

    It is not necessary to recite mantras in your mouth, you only need to form seals and cooperate with Medicine Buddha to recite and hold.

    "Monk," Lin Feiyang said: "Why do you care about their injuries? Is it possible to deal with them?"

    He was very dissatisfied with Fakong's diversion from the topic.

    Didn't see Qingluo's big eyes dimmed all of a sudden, disappointment flooded her small face, this master is really cruel.

    So what if you stay in the monastery, although Qing Luo is a woman, she is just a child.

    Fakong looked at Monk Huiling.

    Monk Huiling blinked his small eyes and gradually brightened: "Abbot, do you really want to deal with them?"

    He suddenly became restless.

    The body is full of nectar-like power, making him alive.Unless there is a master of the first rank to help, it is expected to be spared.

    The importance of a master of the first rank lies here.

    For sects without first-rank masters, disciples were injured by first-rank masters, and could only wait for death, powerless to save them.

    "Don't worry, I won't do anything, just watch." Lin Feiyang knew how powerful a first-rank master was, so of course he wouldn't cause trouble.

    Fakong nodded: "Go."

    "Monk, aren't you going?" Lin Feiyang asked in surprise.

    Fakong said: "I'll go there later."

    "Okay, I'm going." Lin Feiyang was impatiently curious, and smiled at Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo: "Little Zhouyang, little Qingluo, you two practice hard, see, you can't go to see the excitement now  , let's go."

    He smiled smugly and disappeared without a trace.

    Zhou Yang sighed and glanced at Fanning.

    Fanning was suddenly embarrassed.

    I was disgusted by my apprentice, obviously because I blamed myself, my master, for not being able to become a first-rank student, so I couldn't take him to see the excitement.

    Don't you know that becoming a first-class product requires not only qualifications but also luck and time.

    But it's useless to talk to him now.

    Fakong's eyes became as deep as a bottomless ancient pool, and he looked faintly in the direction of the South City Gate, and saw Huiling and Zhiyuan flying out of the South City Gate and continuing to the south.

    I saw them come to a mountain forest, then enter a village, and then saw three old men, Master Murong come out to welcome them.

    The three elders, Master Murong, were all pale and their injuries hadn't healed. They stared coldly at Monk Huiling and Monk Zhiyuan, their expressions becoming more and more ugly.

    They discovered the difference between Monk Huiling and Monk Zhiyuan, and they have recovered from their injuries, as if they had never been injured.

    However, the three of them are still seriously injured, so far they have not been able to expel Monk Zhiyuan's palm strength.

    Feitian Temple martial arts is the most important thing about purity, not only pure energy, but also pure spirit, it is very difficult to destroy.

    "Hey, old thief Murong, today is your day of death!" Monk Huiling yelled, "Surrender to death!"

    He rushed directly to Master Murong.

    I have long been displeased with Master Murong, and have always wanted to deal with him, but it is a pity that I am not Murong Master's opponent.

    This time, Master Murong was injured, and it was his best chance to vent all his useless energy in the past!

    When he thought of this, he was extremely proud, the Great Vajra Palm turned golden and collided with Master Murong's Returning Silence Palm.

    "Bang!" The two collided like balls and bounced off each other.

    Then the muffled sound of "bang bang bang bang" was endless, like balls colliding again and again and bouncing away again and again.

    The Grand Vajra palm is extremely masculine and rigid, fierce and unparalleled.

    Guiji Palm kept losing its palm strength, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.
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