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    Fakong looked away from the clear lake and looked at Fanning.

    Fanning's eyes were still wide open, feeling incredible, never expecting that Fakong would say such a thing.

    He originally thought that Fakong knew his thoughts and would resolutely stop them, and scolded himself for being confused.

    Then he categorically ordered that no more wild thoughts should be allowed, and that he should practice the martial arts of King Kong Temple well, and if he worked hard, he would surely succeed.

    Fakong said: "Are you surprised?"

    "Brother, do you really agree with me practicing magic?"

    "Why don't you agree?"

    "Doesn't senior brother think that I am too impatient, eager for quick success?"

    "Who is not eager for success?" Fakong smiled: "Who doesn't want to take a shortcut? It's just human nature."

    I am more eager for success than Fanning, and I practice more vigorously.

    "That¡­¡­"

    "Shortcuts are often dangerous roads, and magic skills are also dangerous roads. Junior brother, are you ready?"

    "Senior brother, I know that magic skills can make people go crazy, but I think with your prayer beads, brother, it should be able to suppress it."

    "Magic skills will distort the mind and easily lose control. Even after practicing the Heavenly Demon Sutra, the mind will still change. After all, the magic power is driven by desire, and it is a method of fighting poison with poison."

    "yes."

    "The Heavenly Demon Sutra is only passed down in the Six Paths of the Demon Sect. It is absolutely impossible for the six members of the Diaoyue Path to pass it on to you."

    The magic skill is quick, but after practicing it, you will be irritable and prone to madness. After practicing the Heavenly Demon Sutra, you can control yourself from going to extremes and destroying yourself.

    "Yes." Fanning hesitated: "Then senior brother?"

    "The mantra of clearing the heart can indeed suppress the magic power." Fakong stretched out his hand: "Prayer beads."

    Fanning took off the beads from his thick and tender wrist, and handed them to Fakong with both hands.

    Fakong put it on his wrist, made a seal with both hands and cast the mantra of clearing the heart, and handed the beads back to Faning after ten times.

    The purple Buddhist beads have become gray, more dull and less eye-catching than before.

    "It will expire in a month, don't forget to find me."

    "Thank you, brother."

    "Just talk about the outside world." Fakong glanced at him sideways.

    Fanning scratched his head in embarrassment.

    Saying thank you to the senior brother is indeed a stranger.

    Fakong continued to walk along the lake, and said slowly: "After practicing the magic kung fu, the Da Fu Moquan will improve by leaps and bounds. With this, it is no problem to quickly step into the third rank. After that, don't practice the magic kung fu again."

    "yes."

    "The magic power can only be practiced, it cannot be used, and it must not be used against the enemy." Fakong said slowly: "It is only used to stimulate the operation of the Great Fumo Fist."

    "¡­¡­yes."

    "Also, the most important thing," Fakong looked at Faning: "Only you and I know about this matter, and you can't even let Master Yuanhua and Master Master know."

    Fanning nodded vigorously: "Brother, I understand, I will never let it out!"

    Fakong nodded.

    He still believed in Fanning's promise.

    Dafu Moquan and Mozong's martial arts are incompatible, just like cats and mice.

    Once there is magic power in the body, there is no need to specially activate it, the Da Fu Mo Fist will desperately turn to chase and extinguish the breath of magic power.

    This is much faster than practicing Da Fu Mo Quan.

    This is from the research of the elders of Prajna Dean of King Kong Temple, which Fakong learned from Huiwen's memory.

    The elders of King Kong Temple have been researching to stimulate the operation of Jingang Temple's mental method with magic skills, so as to increase the speed of practicing Jingang Temple's mental method and overcome the problem of slow cultivation.

    They have always wanted to find a way to restrain the magic power from the Buddhist scriptures.

    Unfortunately, it has been unsuccessful for so many years.

    The so-called Tao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high.

    Even those elders who are profound in Buddhism, once they practice the magic power, they still cannot restrain the aftermath of the magic power.

    Fakong's current Qingxin Mantra has reached the seventh level, which is enough to suppress the magic skills, and he can practice the magic skills with confidence.

    But he is not going to spread out.

    All the young disciples of King Kong Temple are practicing magic skills, so they are too busy to do anything all day long, just bless the mantra of clearing the heart.

    And once something goes wrong, it will be a big trouble, and you have to blame yourself.

    Troubles are all due to being strong.

    The less trouble, the better.

    I still guard the medicine valley obediently, the longer the time, the higher my cultivation level, and I can pile up to be the best in the world by relying on time.

    becomenbsp; "It is also a life-saving panacea!"

    "Qing Mu Dan can enhance eyesight."

    "Replenishing the God Pill can replenish the spirit, and there is no problem in staying up all day and night."

    He said ten kinds of panacea in one breath.

    Fakong looked admiring.

    Actually don't want to.

    These panaceas sounded good, but they were of little use to him.

    "Do you want He Lingdan?"

    "Burning blood pill."

    "How many?"

    "The more the better."

    "You have to know it, it can make people's cultivation skyrocket, but it can also make you weak, don't mess around!"

    "yes."¡ª¡ª

    In the early morning of the third day, Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue reappeared.

    Fakong is arranging flowers and plants in the small pavilion on the lake.

    Four potted flowers are being placed under the two wooden pillars on the south side.

    Feeling the light in the void of his mind light up, he knew that Lianxue had arrived, and looked up and smiled.

    Immediately, the smile on his face froze.

    The two women came from the sky, their white jade-like faces became as pale as white paper, their eyes were dull and lifeless, and they wobbled and would fall at any time, as if they were drunk.

    Fa Kong said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother!"

    He has formed seals with both hands and has cast the rejuvenation spell.

    Above the void, the huge jade bottle poured down slowly, and the jade syrup poured on them like a waterfall, nourishing their bodies.

    Fanning was in the distant medicine garden, when he heard Fakong's greeting, he hurriedly went to greet the two girls with his sleeves fluttering.

    When the two women saw Fakong standing in the small pavilion on the lake, they immediately relaxed and passed out.

    Fanning rushed over in time to hold the arms of the two women, led them across the lake and fell into the pavilion, gently placed them beside the wooden table, and let them lie down on the table.

    "Ah!" Fanning exclaimed.

    Behind them, the white clothes were half-dyed brown, and a long cut was cut out, revealing their entire backs like suet white jade.

    A long wound ran from their left shoulder to their right kidney, and the wound rolled up like a baby's lips, which was shocking.

    Lin Feiyang also followed and took a closer look: "Is this a knife wound? It's scary."

    Fakong kept casting the rejuvenation spell and glanced at him.

    Lin Feiyang shut his mouth knowingly.

    Fanning looked worried.

    After twenty rejuvenation mantras, Fakong let go of his handprints.

    The two women groaned softly, and slowly sat up.

    "Senior uncle and senior sister, be careful not to move." Faning hurriedly said, "Don't open the wound!"

    After saying that, he jumped out of the small pavilion, jumped far away in the air, and then a little bit above the lake, entered his room like a gust of wind, and returned to the small pavilion in a hurry.

    Just as he was about to take out his wound medicine, he found that Fakong already had a jade bottle in his hand, and was sprinkling the medicine on the backs of the two girls.

    He scratched his head and put back his medicine.

    The wounds of the two women were re-opened by Fakong, blood oozed out, and they were sprinkled with medicinal powder.

    Their graceful bodies trembled slightly.

    Fanning trembled too.

    Just think about how painful it is.

    Senior brother is really good at it!

    "Which master did you meet?" Fakong asked calmly.

    The hands spread the wound mercilessly, causing blood to gurgle out, and then sprinkled the medicine powder.

    This is to avoid scarring in the future.

    Although they had given medicine to each other, they were too hasty, the wounds were rolled up and misplaced, and scars would be left if they were allowed to heal.

    ps: The update is complete, the monthly pass is too miserable.
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