Longevity

He immediately frowned again.

"Hey, monk," Lin Feiyang squeezed his eyes and smiled, "Are you soft-hearted? Don't want to trouble her? Well, Young Master Yang is indeed a rare beauty, and a monk is also a man. Heroes are saddened by the beauty, and soft-hearted, no shame!"

Fa Kong glanced at him and motioned for him to shut up.

Lin Feiyang's yin and yang look is very annoying.

Faning whispered: "Senior brother, but what's wrong?"

"...This move is useless." Fa Kong shook his head.

He replayed the previous scene in his mind, like a high-definition movie slowed down by a double speed, replaying it bit by bit, carefully observing the details.

Yang Ying's star eyes were shining, as if killing intent, for fear of saying it out.

But the corners of her mouth moved slightly.

There was a slight wrinkle at the corner of the delicate and white mouth, as if flying insects in the calm lake occasionally tap the water.

This small wrinkle is insignificant and almost imperceptible, but his ability to observe and remember is beyond the imagination of the world.

Even if he has this ability, if he hadn't observed it repeatedly, he really couldn't see the slightest movement, so she was deceived by her.

Fa Kong was thoughtful.

In fact, she is not afraid to spread the word.

If it is publicized, it is certainly apprehensive. All martial arts masters must be vigilant and careful in front of her, so as not to be secretly learned by her.

She is so annoying.

But there is one exception - Mozong.

If it is a disciple of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, are you still afraid of her Tianmo Miaotong?

The disciples of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect practice the secret scriptures of the Heavenly Demons, which are all well-known secret techniques.

I am afraid that too many disciples of the Demon Sect are cultivating Tianmo Miaotong, and they are tortured to death by the difficult practice of Tianmo Miaotong.

If they knew that Yang Ying had become a celestial magician, they would definitely be in high spirits, and they would be more hopeful than envious.

Of course, for this Yang Ying who has practiced the magic eye, it is inevitable that she will have admiration, which greatly enhances her prestige.

According to Fa Kong's knowledge, Yang Ying was the first person who had not yet practiced the Heavenly Demon Eyes in the Six Paths of the Demon Sect.

Fakong got up and paced with his hands behind his back.

He walked from the east end of Yingxin Pavilion to the west end, and then from the west end to the east end, drank Yuzhan tea, and still paced with his hands behind him.

Fanning's small eyes have been staring at him, moving with his figure.

Lin Feiyang said helplessly: "It's just a rumor, it's too easy to spread it out, why are you racking your brains?"

Fakong glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang said: "Monk, I will go to Shenjing, and I can let the news spread all over Shenjing, and then spread it. Soon, the entire martial arts will know about one year's effort!"

"Good job." Fa Kong snorted softly.

Lin Feiyang showed a smug smile: "My ability to spread news is absolutely unmatched, hehe..."

Faning asked curiously, "Brother Lin, how can it spread so fast?"

"Want to know?" Lin Feiyang laughed.

Fanin nodded.

Lin Feiyang waved his hand and motioned for the ear to come over.

Fanin hesitated to come over.

Lin Feiyang said: "There is only one trick, Qi!"

"strange?"

"I write a note and stuff it into the Forbidden Palace, will it attract attention? Then stuff it into the little girl's room in the Miaochun Building, hehe..." Lin Feiyang showed a strange smile and said triumphantly: "And then Strip a notorious guy and hang it on the city gate for one night with the news on his back."

Fanning was stunned.

Fa Kong shook his head: "Lin Feiyang, shut up."

"Monk, how can I do this?"

"You really want to do this, Young Master Yang can't wait." Fa Kong shook his head and said, "I'm taking advantage of her will."

"Can't you?" Lin Feiyang was puzzled and tilted his head to look at Faning.

Fanning was also confused.

Fa Kong waved his hand: "In short, this is the end of the matter, don't worry about it, but there is one thing I have to say."

He vaguely felt that this Yang Ying's ambition was not small.

"What's up?"

"About your Royal Shadow Scripture." Fa Kong's face was solemn: "How did Young Master Yang know about you?"

Lin Feiyang scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"You didn't show up in front of her, did you?"

"No." Lin Feiyang hurriedly shook his head: "Absolutely not!"

"What about Senior Tang?"

"Neither!" Lin Feiyang hesitated for a moment: "... Right?"

Fakong snorted.

Lin Feiyang scratched his head, frowned and thought hard: "There is a lustful old guy who has entangled Senior Tang. This guy has a bad character and is obsessed with sex, but this swordsmanship is really amazing!"

He waved his arms, his palms vacantly grasped as if he was holding a sword and waving: "The sword flashed, and it was in front of him, and it was too late to react."

Faning asked hurriedly, "Then what?"

"Then, Senior Tang was hit by the sword, and I didn't react. Fortunately, the old woman didn't want to kill her, and stabbed her in the shoulder with a sword."

"And then?" Fanning asked again.

"Of course I don't want to, I gave him a slap." Lin Feiyang snorted, "I knocked the guy unconscious with a slap."

Fa Kong shook his head: "What's the matter with your injury?"

"I didn't expect that the old guy made a sword before he fell unconscious. It was so fast that I couldn't avoid it."

Fakong snorted: "His sword is fast, the key is that you are careless, do you think he is not a threat?"

Lin Feiyang scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"It's not wrong in this sword, it's a long lesson." Fa Kong shook his head: "It seems that you have manifested."

Lin Feiyang nodded.

Fa Kong pondered.

Lin Feiyang looked at him eagerly.

"It doesn't seem to be Young Master Yang who saw through your Royal Shadow Scripture." Fa Kong said slowly, "Let's try it out."

"How to test?" Lin Feiyang asked, "Could it be that I pretended to join forces? That won't work, I can't do it."

He has always been sincere and disdain to cheat.

Fanning nodded hurriedly.

He also felt that Lin Feiyang could not be fake.

It will be seen by people immediately.

Especially Young Master Yang is so smart, you can see Lin Feiyang's actions at once.

"It's really hard to make you fake." Fa Kong nodded.

Lin Feiyang nodded vigorously.

He also thought that Fakong was identifying with his own character.

Fa Kong said: "That's it, you send a letter over there."

"It's a piece of cake." Lin Feiyang smiled proudly.

He even thought it was overkill.

Fakong pouted for a gesture.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash, and quickly brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone over, and researched the ink.

Fakon picked up a pen and meditated.

After a while, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and finished it in one bite.

He picked it up, blew it, and handed it to Lin Feiyang: "Seal it and send it over, she shouldn't have gone too far."

Lin Feiyang glanced curiously: "Do you want to re-bless that string of Buddha beads? I'm afraid Senior Tang doesn't want it. She takes it out and rubs it every day, treating it as a sweetheart."

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang pouted, had no choice but to put it in the envelope, and then fluttered away.

—

Can Tiandao descended the King Kong Peak and rested directly on the spot.

in front of a forest.

Li Zhu ran back and forth, lighting firewood and cooking again, piled up two piles of firewood, and placed two huge iron pots on the shelf. The diameter of the pots was comparable to the height of a person.

He instructed two Cantian Dao masters to make a fire, eight Cannibal Dao masters dealt with the game that came in, and he cooked and fry himself, very busy.

One big pot is cooking wild vegetables, the other is rice, the flames are roaring, and the white gas is gurgling.

Yang Ying and Tang Yueyan sat on two rocks not far away.

The masters of Can Tiandao sat together in twos and threes, forming a faint circle, surrounding Yang Ying and Tang Yueyan several layers.

They were giggling and laughing from time to time.

Yang Ying was holding a volume of books and quietly flipping through it, which was out of tune with the hustle and bustle around her. They were clearly together, but they were like two worlds.

Tang Yueyan lowered her head and stroked the string of Buddha beads, her bright eyes flickering in a trance, falling into memory, showing a sweet expression from time to time.

Yang Ying glanced at her occasionally, shook her head secretly, and continued to lower her head to read.

Zhou Tianhuai carefully inspected the masters of the Crippling Heavenly Dao.

If he was seriously injured, he recovered his energy to help the other party's injury, and then scolded a few words.

For the dead, he slowly sorted out the appearance of the corpse, and patted the corpse's shoulder approvingly, as if facing a living person.

"The meal is here—!"

Li Zhu shouted cheerfully, and brought two huge iron pots to Yang Ying's side.

Everyone suddenly stopped and looked over.

Li Zhu opened the lid of the pot.

In the steaming heat, the aroma surged out, which stimulated the saliva of the Cantian Dao masters to quickly fill their mouths.

"Take a bowl! Take a bowl!"

"Line up! Line up!"

Li Zhu shouted, waving a big iron spoon, and soon the masters of the Heavenly Dao lined up in a long snake, circling four times.

A spoonful of rice, and a spoonful of game with soup and meat on top of the rice, the aroma is fragrant, and the smell will open up your appetite.

After everyone finished lining up, Li Zhucai filled two bowls of rice and gave them to Yang Ying and Tang Yueyan respectively.

Yang Ying put down the scroll and took the bowl and chopsticks.

Eating the same meal and using the same bowl, the people of the Remnant Heaven Dao devoured them, and the wind swirled in the clouds. She moves gracefully and eats calmly.

She was the last to eat, but the first to finish it, because she ate very little.

Every time Li Zhu watched her eat, he wondered where her mighty power came from, but she ate so little.

She suddenly looked up somewhere.

Lin Feiyang appeared under a tree three feet away, clasped his fists and saluted, "I have seen Young Master Yang."

Yang Ying took out the snow-white silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of the snow-white mouth and cherry red lips: "Master Lin, have you figured it out?"

"Hey..." Lin Feiyang said embarrassedly, "I'm here to deliver the letter for the monk."

"He has a letter for me?"

"Yes."

Lin Feiyang flashed and appeared beside Yang Ying, which made her stare at him again.

Lin Feiyang presented the letter.

After Yang Ying read it, she hesitated and handed it to Tang Yueyan who was putting down the tableware.

Tang Yueyan wiped the corner of her mouth, put on her veil again, took the letter and read it, frowning at Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang said carelessly: "Don't worry, the monk will never put down the beads!"

"...Okay." Tang Yueyan carefully took the bead from Hao's wrist and handed it out.

When Lin Feiyang reached out to take it, she hesitated again and refused to let go.

"Aunt Yan." Yang Ying said softly: "Although Monk Fakong is stingy and vicious, this matter should not be tricking."

"...When can I return it?" Tang Yueyan asked Lin Feiyang worriedly.

Lin Feiyang thought for a while: "It will be done in a while."

Tang Yueyan slowly let go.

Lin Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, and almost couldn't help grabbing it, it was too much trouble, woman!

Without waiting for Yang Ying and Tang Yueyan to speak again, he disappeared in a flash.