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Text Chapter 136: Magic Needle (3rd watch)

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    "God monk!" Old Master Ding sighed tremblingly, shook his head and said again: "It's really a god monk!"

    "Father, are you feeling better?" Ding Guangchang asked hurriedly.

    Mr. Ding glared at him: "You think I'm better? Do you think I'm dying too slowly?!"

    "You old man!" Mrs. Ding immediately refused, feeling that the old man scolded her precious son: "Without Guangchang insisting, you old man don't know how many days you can last!"

    Mr. Ding drooped his eyebrows immediately, and snorted, "It's all thanks to the divine monk for his rescue, what's the matter with him!"

    The old lady pointed at his nose and cursed: "It wasn't that Guangchang had inquired so hard that he finally found out about this divine monk, and he insisted on bringing you here against our mother's wishes. How can you be good? Be your spring and autumn."  Dream big!"

    Old Master Ding snorted twice, raised his head and saluted to the gate of the other courtyard: "What a divine monk!"

    He turned his head to look at Ding Guangchang: "Boy, you said that this divine monk is so powerful, why is he not famous?"

    "My lord father," Ding Guangchang said with a smile, "This kind of divine monk regards fame as a floating cloud, and may think it is a burden, which makes him unable to be at ease. Otherwise, this monastery would not treat pilgrims like this."

    They were actually turned away just because the abbot was not there.

    And when the abbot came, he didn't mean to welcome them into the hall to offer incense, and he didn't care about it everywhere.

    But those who don¡¯t have supernatural powers, specially got some stinking feet to brag about them. Some say they have supernatural powers, some say that the Dharma is profound, this one says that their medical skills are wonderful, and that one talks about dead human flesh and bones.

    If you really want to listen to their bragging, you will only be disappointed in the end. These so-called famous monks are mostly people who try to catch fame.

    And this Master Fakong is young but full of majesty, calm and composed, and indifferent.

    Stepping on the rolling world of mortals, but spotless.

    "This is the real monk!" Mr. Ding sighed.

    Old Madam Ding snorted, "How can we repay the kindness of the divine monk? Guangchang, do you have an idea?"

    "Mother, let me think about it." Ding Guangchang pondered.

    "What's the point of thinking about this!" Old Madam Ding said with a curl of her lips, "You just preach it to the monk."

    "This" Ding Guangchang hesitated.

    "What about this and that!" Mrs. Ding said: "The divine monk is so powerful, so why can't he talk about it?"

    "In case Master Fakong doesn't like someone to know himself, then"

    "Hmph, how can there be such a person!" Mrs. Ding waved her hand: "Just listen to me, and give a good publicity to the monk!"

    "Let me discuss it with Brother Jingyuan." Ding Guangchang's ability to be promoted to the third rank depends on his stability.

    ?Don't act casually, but seek no faults and not meritorious deeds. Doing more is worse than doing less, and doing less is worse than not doing it. It is easy to make mistakes once you do it.

    "You slow-tempered character!" Old Mrs. Ding was itching her teeth with hatred, but she had no choice but to stare at Mr. Ding fiercely.

    It's all this old breed, with bad roots!

    ?Everyone paid tithes again to the King Kong Courtyard, then entered the sedan chair and left slowly.

    Lin Feiyang flashed back to Fakong, and said dissatisfied: "Monk, you can tell that he is a high-ranking official at a glance, why don't you welcome him in?"

    Fakong was studying the wordless Buddhist scriptures, and said casually: "They are here to cure diseases, not to offer incense."

    "Shouldn't you offer incense to thank you after you are cured?" Lin Feiyang said angrily, "There is also Monk Yuansheng, there is no reason to push pilgrims away!"

    He looked up at the old monk Huiling who was lying on the bronze bell hitting the wood with his legs crossed, and said in a loud voice: "Old monk, it's not that I don't do my best, I'm a hindrance, why should I let the monk Yuansheng be the gatekeeper?"  Nah!"

    Now he only wants to get the old monk Huiling's secret book, so he wants to expand the number of pilgrims, so Yuansheng is particularly displeasing to the eye.

    In his eyes, Yuansheng is relying on the old to sell the old, lazy and slippery.

    Can't face each other with a smile, that's no way, my face is stiff because of my obsession with practice, but it's too much to drive the pilgrims out, I just think it's troublesome to clean, thinking that no one can clean less.

    Such a lazy person should not stay in the outer courtyard, and should be sent back to the Vajra Temple.

    It's a pity that his words couldn't reach Fakong's ears at all. Fakong took a deep look and asked him, "Maybe you go to guard the gate."

    He Yang immediately became honest.

    He is restless by nature, making him guard the gate is tantamount to torture.

    Old monk Huiling laughed: "Yuansheng is so stupid andThere are also many concubines, and there are also many people who believe in Buddhism. There are often monks who believe in Buddhism, and these monks have their own merits.

    However, rare things are more valuable, and it is not surprising that there are many famous monks.

    However, Xinwang Mansion is obviously different.

    What an astonishing thing King Xin did, Princess Xin actually trusted such a monk, and at such a young age.

    So they were curious, and they lined up at the back of the line, wanting to have a look at the young abbot.

    But when they came in, they didn't see Fakong.

    Fakong was in his own yard, facing Cheng Jia and the others, fifty-four of them, two more than before.

    Fakong stood in front of the steps of the main hall, looked at the girls, and said softly: "I have found a wonderful skill, which is suitable for you to practice."

    "Master, what miracle?"

    "Piyuan Shen Needle." Fa Kong said: "You usually use needles, which coincide with this acupuncture method, and you are always practicing."

    Someone asked: "But can the power of acupuncture be achieved?"

    A small embroidery needle may not hurt or itch when it falls on the body, and it cannot be compared with the damage caused by a sword.

    "Piyuan Divine Needle can break through all kinds of qi, it is extremely fast, it is invisible, and it can break everything." Fakong smiled and said: "If you can practice to the fire, killing the masters of the Shenyuan Realm is easy!"

    "So powerful?"

    "Butcan we do it?"

    "I will use the technique of empowerment to directly imbue you with the cultivation experience." Fakong smiled and said: "Don't worry about whether you can practice or not, just think about how to practice well."

    "Thank you, master." Cheng Jiahe said.

    What do all the women like.

    Fakong smiled and said, "Let's start now, Cheng Jia."

    Cheng Jia came up to him.

    Fakong's left hand pointed like an arrow, and his index finger lightly tapped on the center of her brow-like brow.

    Cheng Jia did not dodge or dodge, and stood still like a statue.

    Fakong glanced at Meng Qiaoer.

    Meng Qiaoer also stepped forward, and was lightly tapped by him, turning into a statue-like motionless.

    The remaining women stepped forward one by one

    After Fakong tapped the brows of all fifty-four people and performed the empowerment technique, Cheng Jia and the others woke up.

    Their eyes were full of eagerness to try, scorching and compelling, and they looked at Fakong excitedly.

    Fakong practiced in the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda for two years, and trained the Piyuan Shenzhen to the Shenyuan state in one breath, and the experience in it was completely passed on to them.

    They only need to practice step by step, like climbing up the steps, without any gaps, as long as the time for cultivation is up, they will naturally reach the state of divine origin.

    "Thank you, master!" All the girls cheered together.

    Fakong smiled.

    He raised his brows suddenly, realizing that something strange happened to him.
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