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    Ever since she knew Zhu Cisui, she had been on guard, and she also sent someone to inquire about Zhu Cisui's details.

    The Jade Butterfly Sect has a wide network of contacts and is well-informed, especially with the help of the imperial court, news about Zhu Cisui is gathered bit by bit.

    She saw another self.

    It was also when he was unknown that he practiced the master's Zhenzong martial arts to perfection.

    ?I was born out of a nunnery to enter the world and entered the imperial court, but Zhu Cisui chose to practice in obscurity. Both of them are pursuing a higher level.

    However, compared to his own bizarre experience, Zhu Cisui's experience is less, and his cultivation base is also weaker.

    However, he should not be underestimated because of this, the Mirror Flower Water Moon Kung Fu is a very mysterious miraculous skill and should not be underestimated.

    Jinghua Shuiyue Gong is very good at blinding the eyes, deceiving the five senses, and killing people invisible.

    If I was really careless and fell into his hands, even if I was rescued by my senior brother, I would be mad at myself.

    Fakong looked at her.

    Even when she was murderous, she was still astonishingly beautiful.

    Ning Zhenzhen restrained his smile, and said solemnly: "Brother, you have saved the eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple again, and now the news has spread."

    "How did you pass it on?"

    "We all know that you saved our disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect and the eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple. You can catch people from the underworld by holding the Ksitigarbha Kinabalu Mantra." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and said, "Naturally, I am dubious."

    Fakong nodded.

    This is also as expected.

    After all, this kind of thing is too unbelievable, beyond imagination, seeing is believing.

    However, the surging faith and the fierce expansion of Xiao Xitian's Paradise of Ultimate Bliss all show that he has a lot of faith.

    Especially the monks of Xiaomiaolian Temple firmly believe in it, and the disciples of Yudie Sect also firmly believe in it.

    As for others, there is no shortage of believers.

    Most still don't believe it.

    But as long as your life is in danger, you must come and give it a try.

    "Brother, you have to be careful." Ning Zhenzhen said: "I'm afraid there will be many people who want to come to Yongkong Temple to see you."

    Farkon nodded.

    Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, will you save them?"

    Fakong said: "If there is a destiny, it will be saved naturally."

    "You are destined" Ning Zhenzhen smiled sweetly.

    She immediately understood what Fakong meant.

    This fate is not easy to have, it can be met but not sought, it all depends on luck.

    He is not usually in Yongkong Temple, but stays in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple, and comes here occasionally, if he meets at this time, it is destined.

    Otherwise, even waiting in Yongkong Temple is useless¡ª¡ª

    The next day, crowds began to appear outside Yongkong Temple, and many people who heard the news rushed over and wanted to see Fakong.

    In the past few days, it was the turn of Monk Faxuan and the others to come over to take turns, and they refused all requests from people.

    This did not dissuade everyone, they just stayed outside Yongkong Temple and had to guard it morning and night.

    Faxuan and the others didn't drive them away, and let them outside, even though there were more and more people, they didn't pay attention.

    Later, the city guards of Tianjing City saw the gathering here and came to drive them away.

    However, among the waiting crowd, there were many dignitaries who didn't care about the driving of the city guards, and argued hard.

    ?They admire Master Fakong's profound Dharma, and they want to wait for Master Fakong here instead of making trouble. They think that they are devout to Buddhism and should not be driven away.

    Facing these dignitaries and these rhetoric, the city guards had a bit of difficulty, so they could only ask for instructions layer by layer, and finally got the exact order, and forcefully dispersed the crowd.

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    This aroused public outrage, and memorials flew into the palace one by one.

    After Ning Zhenzhen had breakfast, he left the other courtyard with Ding Xingqing and Jing Xiaomei, and wandered around Tianjing City.

    When they came to the outside of Yongkong Temple, what they saw was that the city guards had surrounded Yongkong Temple into three floors to prevent people from approaching.

    And the outermost periphery was already crowded with crowds, and some clamorers among the crowd angrily scolded the city guards for acting recklessly, even stopping the pilgrims.

    This is to destroy the prosperity of Yongkong Temple, with ulterior motives.

    Is it because the monk Fakong is not from Dayong, and did this on purpose?  This shows how narrow-minded Tianjing is, making people laugh.

    This angry rebuke attracted everyone to echo, and they were not afraid of the unceremonious ridicule and sarcasm of the city guards.

    Ning Zhenzhen stood watching from a distance, shook his head.

    "Sovereign, everyone is in a hurry." Jing Xiaomei said softly, "The city guards have provoked everyone's anger this time."

    "Hmph, when it comes to life and death, how can you not be in a hurry!" Ding Xingqing snorted, "If it were us, we would be anxious and angry as well."

    Ning really nodded.

    Put yourself in the shoes of yourself, if it is about the life and death of your disciples, can you calm down and let the city guards stop you?

    Not to mention the city guards, even if the emperor came personally, he would not be obedient, and would definitely try his best to get to see the senior brother and ask the senior brother for help.

    Why are the city guards not tough enough? Of course, most of the people who scolded them were dignitaries, and more importantly, public anger cannot be violated.

    ?They knew that they were committing the wrath of the public, and they did not dare to act forcefully, lest they really provoke a civil uprising, which would be an unbearable consequence.

    Jing Xiaomei said curiously: "Sovereign, they really believe that Master Fakong can bring the dead back to life."

    If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there was such a miracle in the world, nor would I have believed it when I heard it from others.

    Ding Xingqing said: "Others say they don't believe it, but the eminent monks of Damiaolian Temple will not tell lies."

    "So that's the case." Jing Xiaomei suddenly realized: "So it's because of the eminent monks of Damiaolian Temple."

    Ding Xingqing looked at Ning Zhenzhen: "Sovereign, if Master Fakong doesn't help, I'm afraid it will cause public anger, when the time comes"

    People will definitely hate him. Once they hate him, they will try their best to slander him. The three of them will become a tiger, and the reputation of Master Fakong will be damaged.

    Ning Zhenzhen said: "There is no way to do that. The master has no skills, so it is impossible to respond to every request."

    "Then what should I do?" Jing Xiaomei said worriedly: "With so many people, there will be more and more people. If the master doesn't show up, everyone will definitely turn their sorrow into anger and pour it on the master."

    Ning Zhenzhen wasn't too worried.

    How could the senior brother not have expected this kind of thing?

    There must be a way to deal with it.

    I'm just curious, how does the brother deal with it?

    Her thoughts turned, her eyes suddenly lit up, she turned around and slapped her palm lightly, intersecting the palms of a handsome and suave young man.

    Silently, a strong wind suddenly appeared.

    Ning Zhenzhen was dressed in white, while Ding Xingqing and Jing Xiaomei were pushed ten meters away by an invisible force.

    The powerful force squeezed them, almost breathless, unable to move a single finger, and could only watch helplessly.

    The handsome young man showed surprise, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Good job!"

    He didn't expect that he couldn't do the work with one palm.

    Ning Zhenzhen's white clothes slowly fell flat, her bright eyes were bright, and she said lightly: "Who are you?"

    This young man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his nose straight and his mouth square, are really handsome and striking, his deep eyes reveal a hint of melancholy, inexplicably arousing infinite curiosity, wanting to know what's bothering him.

    This is a very attractive man.

    "I'm going to say goodbye to the old Zhu."

    Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face was indifferent: "Are you going to kill me?"

    "It's just a greeting." Zhu Cisui smiled: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being Sovereign Mo. His reputation is well-deserved, and his cultivation is so pure that it is unexpected."

    If it wasn't for the fact that her cultivation base was far beyond imagination and she couldn't move, the palm just now had already severely injured her, and after being knocked out, the subsequent palm would have killed her.

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