Longevity

Fakong frowned in thought.

Is it deliberately concealing it, or is it because of low status that it does not know the secret?

He raised his head and said, "Those who besieged should know their final fate, right?"

"…"

"Um-?"

"Damn it! We didn't expect King Kong Temple to be so difficult, ... We also thought that the three factions joined forces to fight more and less, and the King Kong Temple should be vulnerable!"

His eyes flashed with greed.

No matter how weak the King Kong Temple is, it is also one of the 108 temples of the Daxueshan Sect. With hundreds of years of heritage and accumulation, it must be very rich!

If you can break into the King Kong Temple and grab the martial arts secrets and panacea, it will be like a big tonic for yourself and the sect.

Once you have obtained the elixir and the secret recipe, you will definitely be able to step into the Divine Origin Realm!

pity…

The light in his eyes slowly dimmed.

"Vulnerable to a single blow..." Fa Kong smiled, and slowly moved away.

It does sound ridiculous.

But then it didn't seem outrageous.

Just like Dagan martial arts masters thought that Da Yong's martial arts masters had no interest in Dagan, so they didn't come.

How absurd this is in the eyes of the Daxueshan Sect.

How could a Dayong martial arts master not want to enter Dagan? If there is no Daxueshanzong guarding, all the annoyance will come over long ago.

The middle-aged man didn't need to ask the question, he said: "Our sect master is very resourceful and expected this kind of situation, so there are three waves in total. We are the first wave of attacks, and there are two waves. We may not be able to defeat the King Kong Temple!"

"Why did the three of you leave?"

"The sect master secretly instructed that if the King Kong Temple is really difficult to deal with, you should avoid the real attack and enter the Dagan to loot. On the 29th of the eighth month, when you go to Zhongtian, you will cross the Daxue Mountain. At that time, the King Kong Temple's vitality was greatly damaged. , can't stop our impact."

Lin Feiyang shouted: "This ghost sect master is really poisonous!"

He felt that if he was a master of Kongoji Temple, he was really unable to defend himself. He was thinking about blocking Dayong's side. Who would have thought that there would be an attack behind him?

There were even three waves of attacks, which was powerful enough.

I am afraid that just when Kongoji Temple thought it was blocked, there was another wave of fierceness, and then another wave.

Tired to death is also rejected.

Faning hurriedly said: "Senior brother, hurry up and report to the abbot!"

"No hurry." Fa Kong stared at the middle-aged man: "What other means, let's talk about it together, so as not to suffer."

"It's gone!" The middle-aged man said hurriedly, "I said it all!"

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang pointed at the middle-aged man: "Yo, how dare this kid hide it? Just kill it, just catch a few and ask, it's very easy!"

He raised his palm to shoot it out.

"I said I said it!" the middle-aged man hurriedly shouted.

Lin Feiyang glared at him proudly: "Bitch! I just need to clean up!"

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, his face wet with sweat was uncertain.

Lin Feiyang looked proud.

Fanin was curious and nervous.

Fakong hand seal

The middle-aged man opened his eyes sharply, his eyes flashing with determination.

Fa Kong's heart-clearing mantra has fallen.

A jade bottle poured into the middle-aged man's mind, causing his complexion to change slightly.

Fakong said mildly: "My life is my own, and I thought about it carefully. You haven't killed the disciples of the King Kong Temple yet. You won't die if you sin, so maybe you can't spare your life."

…

"...I said!" The middle-aged man seemed to have aged a few years, and spit out two words.

In just a few short breaths, he felt like he had experienced a life and death.

He's a tough guy.

Fa Kong's palm at that time was a bone-devouring palm.

The middle-aged man felt ten thousand ants burrowing into his body.

These 10,000 ants are everywhere, from the skin to the muscles to the blood, and even the bones and marrow, and the internal organs are all being eaten by ants.

It's not pain, it's itching, it's an exploding itch, it's almost driving me crazy, I can't wait to get rid of myself with a sword.

In order to no longer suffer from this pain, he pretended to give in.

He knew very well in his heart that the two monks and a young man in front of him were different from the monks at Kongo Temple. He was just as ruthless as himself, and if they fell into their hands, he might die.

That being the case, if you die, you have to take a backseat, you can't die in vain, it's like perishing!

In desperation, he procrastinated by speaking while gathering strength to perform mysticism.

Until the secret technique was ready and ready to be cast, the Heart Clearing Mantra suddenly fell.

Killing intent and despair disappeared.

The heart-clearing mantra gradually deepened.

Miscellaneous thoughts, anger, lust, greed, fear, sadness, despair, guilt, shame, heart ashes, among the ten levels, now it has reached the seventh level, which can eliminate despair.

As soon as despair was over, he couldn't help but think that the beauties he grabbed had not been enjoyed enough, that so much money had not been spent, and that there were still so many beauties in the world waiting to be favored by him, how could he just die like this?

Even if I know that Fakong's words are not true, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Fight for it, what if you really survive?

Fa Kong said warmly: "Then let's start from the beginning, there are so many people outside, it's really not difficult to catch a few casually."

He looked at Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang was clever this time, smiled, disappeared without a trace, and hid in Faning's shadow again.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the middle-aged man, reached out and patted the middle-aged man on the forehead: "Crack!"

The sound is crisp.

He retreated to Fa Kong's side, stretched out his right palm, palm facing upwards, looked at the middle-aged man proudly, flipped his palm lightly, and hummed, "It's as easy as taking the lives of you guys!"

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang put down his hands and closed his mouth, but his eyes glared at the middle-aged man in protest.

Faning said: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of good life, and the words of my brother are always counted."

He has a simple and honest face, which makes people feel lovable and trustworthy.

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Feiyang, looked at Faning, and finally gritted his teeth: "We are indeed three factions joining forces, I don't know who gave the order, but our attack is not three waves, but four waves, the strongest. It's the last wave, it's made up of people who have a deep hatred with King Kong Temple, and they will perish with King Kong Temple."

"How many of you are there?"

"do not know."

"What about the last wave?"

"I don't know, ... at least fifty."

"Mummy, I don't know what it is, then you talk shit!" Lin Feiyang was immediately annoyed.

Fakong waved his hand.

Faning hurriedly said: "Senior brother, hurry up and report to the abbot."

"Junior brother, you underestimate the abbot too much," Fa Kong smiled and said, "We can ask these things, but the abbot can't ask?"

Fanin scratched his head.

"But it's also good to check for leaks and make up for faults. Go and report to the abbot."

"Yes." Fanning hurriedly turned around and hurried away.

He strode shooting stars, hunting in a large monk's robe, and the wind was like a tiger.

He pondered while watching his surroundings.

The brothers, uncles and uncles in the temple may not have the means of Brother Fakong, and the abbot and the others may not have asked about this.

These Da Yong people are too sinister!

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"Monk, did you really spare them?"

"Alas... send them back to the west."

"okay!"

Lin Feiyang was instantly overjoyed, and slapped them on their chests one by one, their two vicious eyes made him even more happy, hehe.

Fa Kong closed his eyes slightly.

"Put them together."

"no problem."

Lin Feiyang placed the three corpses horizontally together, and arranged them neatly in order of height and height, but one head was broken and hard to see, so he shook his head.

Fakong kept his eyes closed, as if he couldn't bear to see it.

After the three corpses were placed, his left palm was imprinted, and his right palm stood up, shining brightly, covering the three of them.

"Monk, you are so merciful, you really sent them to the West!" Lin Feiyang was dissatisfied.

"If they don't believe in Buddhism, how can they go to the West?"

Fa Kong opened his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the middle-aged Meng Ye who had been silent for a while.

Among the three, one was shot to death first, the other died after speaking, and the last Meng Ye couldn't say a word from beginning to end.

He was the most frustrated and angry.

Fakon looked at the three corpses. They died too happily. According to their sins, a hundred deaths were not enough.

Even after reading the memories of the three, he couldn't tell whether it was martial arts that distorted their xinxing, or whether their xinxing was originally so distorted.

The three are like-minded, greedy for money and lust, and especially like to rob beauties and abuse them.

They boiled down to the fact that their mother abandoned them when they were young, which caused them to love and hate women, and they would not be interested if they were not abusive. The more they heard the screams of women, the more excited they became.

At least fifty women died at their hands.

The three of them communicated with each other and covered each other. Because the means were concealed, they were never discovered.

This further fueled their arrogance.

This time, they have come to work hard, and their blood will boil at the thought of arbitrary looting and playing happily.

You can't enjoy yourself in Dayong, even if you live in the old forest in the deep mountains, there is still a sense of restraint.

This sense of restraint is psychological, and it is a scruple of the Dayong court.

Unexpectedly, the beauty of Dagan did not enjoy it, but was planted in an inconspicuous valley of King Kong Temple. It really capsized in the gutter!

"Is there something wrong with this guy?" Lin Feiyang asked curiously, seeing that he had been staring at the middle-aged man.

Fa Kong said: "Go and see Faning, and help when you meet an opponent."

"It's a piece of cake." Lin Feiyang was instantly intrigued, he liked to do such a thing, dodged into the shadows and disappeared without a trace.

Fakong stretched out his hand and took a wooden stick, came to Na Mengye, took the stick and opened his shirt, revealing a thin booklet.

The stick in his hand seemed to be sticking to the booklet firmly.

The pamphlet gleamed faintly in the moonlight.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that someone would even carry a secret when they go out, although it is a secret that has always been unbreakable.

If this booklet hadn't flickered silver in the moonlight, and the material was extraordinary, Meng Ye would have given up throwing it at the bottom of the box long ago.

Ten years ago, Meng Ye had an adventure and accidentally discovered a cave, where a martial arts master lived in seclusion.

It's a pity that this cave has been around for too long~www.wuxiamtl.com~ has collapsed, destroying most of the legacy, only one secret book and one jade pendant.

The jade pendant is a mysterious talisman.

It is with this mysterious talisman that the three of them have been able to enjoy themselves so far, otherwise, they would have been caught long ago by the court's swiftness.

Youxuan Talisman can hide Qi and isolate all traces, whether it is celestial calculation or tracing by breath and other traces, it cannot be traced.

Wherever you walk, you will leave traces.

There are many strange people in the court's catching fast, and they are especially good at tracking.

Some can trace each other through the residual smell, and some can trace their owner through the dander left on the scene.

Some can track footprints, some can track blood, some can track emotions, and some can track qi.

Hard to guard against.

The mysterious talisman can isolate all traces.

Meng Ye speculated that why the man lived in seclusion in a cave might not be a good person, for fear of being tracked down.

It's just that he never knew what this silk book was.

Can't read the text on it at all.

For ten years, he has been trying his best to search for ancient writings and study this silk book, but unfortunately the writings on it are not ancient writings, and no one knows them.

He has long been desperate, and the reason why he took it with him is just a matter of habit.

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