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Text Chapter 978 Unexpected death (one more)

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    Fakong closed his eyes and began to think about the formula of jade liquid solid shape.

    Stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade, and the Nine-turn Jade Liquid Jue gave him a new understanding of the Jade Liquid Solid Shape Jue, and the new way of thinking suddenly raised the level.

    After he thought for a moment, his body suddenly glowed slightly.

    Under the twilight, the moonlight in the sky continuously condensed on his body, and then penetrated into his body, keeping the body only emitting a twilight, not too bright.

    Time passed slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the sky was bright, and he stood there all night unknowingly.

    The crisp sound of birdsong came from my ears, and the birds in the back mountain were chirping non-stop, accompanied by the clear morning wind, floating in every place outside the King Kong Temple.

    Fakong took a deep breath of the clear air, his heart and spleen were refreshed, and every cell in his body stretched out to welcome a new day.

    The refreshment of his body made him feel happy, another beautiful day began, and a new enjoyment began.

    He decided to go to a restaurant in Yunjing today, and he has almost eaten all the restaurants in Shenjing.

    The tastes of these restaurants are different, and there are many cuisines of each school, just like the variety of martial arts sects.

    Some are delicious, so I will eat a few more meals, and some are mediocre, and I am not reconciled to eating it once, so I go back to eat it again to see if the chef is not performing properly.

    He has eaten in many restaurants from Shenjing to Tianjing to Yunjing, and the one he likes the most is Wangjianglou.

    However, Wangjianglou will get tired of eating all the time, so I change the taste from time to time, looking for more favorite flavors.

    After eating in Yunjing, he left the restaurant and walked for a walk, slowly feeling the difference between Yunjing and Shenjing.

    He was dressed in a purple gold cassock and walked among the crowd, even if he didn't use the mystical skills, he would not be noticeable.

    Because in Yunjing, there are many people in strange clothes.

    There are all kinds of clothes, which are dazzling and easy to see.

    Occasionally, he saw a monk, and he took a closer look, and found that there were few monasteries, and every monastery had sparse incense.

    Within Yunjing, Buddhism is weak.

    Compared with Buddhism, those gods and demons are more attractive, purely chasing power, rather than pursuing inner peace.

    For power, peace of mind is nothing.

    Just like his previous world, when it comes to money, inner peace and fulfillment become nothing.

    Everyone thinks that money is everything, and that money can solve all troubles. If there are one hundred troubles in the world, money can solve ninety-nine.

    In this case, it will greatly increase the difficulty of oneself.

    If, like the situation in Tianjing, people generally believe in Buddhism, then their status as a monk will naturally gain their trust.

    It doesn't even take too many people to appear in front of you to gain confidence, which is what I am now.

    However, the situation in Yunjing is quite the opposite. Even if the name of his own god monk is passed on, there are very few believers.

    It is because people do not believe in Buddhism.

    At present, it is difficult to change this general trend. What is needed is not just one or two people.

    It is not a year or two, it takes years of accumulation.

    There is a long way to go.

    He walked casually, and soon came to the outside of Prince Jing's palace, watching Prince Jing Hu Housheng with his mind.

    Hu Housheng was practicing in a quiet room, two wisps of white air gushed out of his nostrils, hovering three inches in front of his mouth and nose, like two dragons winding.

    After a while, it got into the nostril again, and then got out again, in and out, constantly growing.

    Fakong frowned.

    I don't know what kind of work this is.

    Hu Housheng's cultivation base is also a great master, and his cultivation base is far higher than people's impression.

    It seems that the old Hu family has hidden traditions, like King Qi back then, like Prince Jing, if you don't see it with your own eyes, who would know that Prince Jing, who has never made a move, is actually such a master.

    King Lun also has the same advanced cultivation base, but he usually has no chance to make a move, and his subordinates do it for him.

    The mind of the Dayun royal family is indeed mysterious.

    However, each of them seems to have a different mentality, for example, King Qi practiced differently from Prince Jing.

    What is the strange skill that Prince Jing practiced?

    He disappeared in a flash.

    The next moment he appeared in Lingkong Temple, standing on the lotus pond, looking at King Jing Hu Housheng, Hu Housheng's past and past events appeared one by one in Fakong's eyes.

    After a while, Fakong closed his eyes and recalled what he saw.

    Hu Housheng is indeed a formidable man with a heart and ambition, and indeedHe groaned, his eyes shining brightly: "My fellow apprentices, whoever is distracted, I will do it!"

    Monk Haijing smiled and said: "Senior Sister Qingluo, can we really tell if we are not distracted?"

    He was born fair and handsome like a virgin, but he is mischievous and lively, and he likes to make jokes the most.

    Xu Qingluo squinted at him: "You can be distracted, but you can't do other things. As long as you don't practice, I will fight."

    Monk Haijing was not convinced, thinking that Xu Qingluo might not find out.

    Xu Qingluo snorted, "You'll know when the time comes."

    Open your eyes, you can see their every move, and you will not let go of any small movements.

    Fakong waved his hand

    "Thank you, Uncle Master." Monk Haiming titheed with the six monks, and led by Xu Qingluo to Lingkong Temple.

    Fakong looked at the six of them and nodded in satisfaction.

    They are all rare and good seedlings, with qualified aptitude and character, and they can practice the Da Ri Fu Mo Kung Fu and the Great Ming King Fu Mo Gong.

    With these six people, Fumo Temple is enough to support the door.

    ?No one has practiced the Dainiya Fumogong before, but it lacks the Dainichi Tathagata's Untouchable Sutra. With reference to the Dainichi Tathagata's Fudofujing, the Dainiya Fumogong is no longer lacking.

    Moreover, the Sutra of Da Ri Tathagata is contained in Sika Baye, and the insights I have gained are far from those of the eminent monks of Da Lei Yin Temple.

    It is not difficult to instruct them to practice the Great Sun Fu Mo Kungfu.

    A crescent moon hangs in the sky.

    Under the clear light, Fakong and Ning Zhenzhen stood on the top of a mountain, looking at Tianjing in the distance as if covered with a layer of gauze.

    Tianjing is brightly lit.

    Fakong laughed and said, "Junior Sister, why are you here?"

    Ning Zhenzhen's jade face was solemn, and he said softly: "Brother, a disciple of the Jade Butterfly Sect was killed and died."

    Fakong frowned slightly.

    Ning Zhenzhen said coldly: "I didn't expect that someone would dare to do such a cruel thing and directly kill her."

    Fakong watched her silently.

    Ning Zhenzhen said: "She was also careless. When she was on the way, she saw the injustice and drew her sword to help. In the end, she compensated herself. She sacrificed her life to save a little girl, but she was killed. When her fellow disciples heard the news and rushed over, she died of despair.  Death."

    Fakong nodded slightly.

    Ning Zhenzhen's eyes were red: "If it wasn't for saving the little girl, she could have escaped with secret techniques."

    Fakong said: "I will cross her."

    "Alas" Ning Zhenzhen sighed.

    Fakong shook his head and said: "As a martial artist, this kind of thing is inevitable the murderer has already been killed?"

    Ning Zhenzhen nodded slightly, her jade face sank, and she sneered: "Their sect is not forgiving.".

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