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- When the two came to the gate of the outer courtyard of the King Kong Temple, Fanning stopped suddenly, feeling something strange, and turned his head to take a look.
The first few people in line are very wrong.
No matter what Fanning said, he was also in the Divine Origin Realm, and his aptitude was astonishing, and his intuition was also extremely keen. He felt that these people had a strong aura, and they were all masters of the Divine Origin Realm.
He looked intently.
There are four masters of the Shenyuan realm, and one is so unpredictable that he can't tell the realm.
There is only one possibility - Yipin!
His expression suddenly became solemn.
Immediately it occurred to me that Master Huiling's uncle was still in the temple, and six people including myself, plus the senior brother, could handle it.
Zhou Yang glanced at one of them curiously, smiled at the middle-aged man, and paid a tithe.
Fanning noticed his strangeness and turned to look at him.
Zhou Yang said in a low voice: "It's the princess' uncle's guard."
Fanning suddenly thought of their identities—Xin Wangye!
He paid a tithe to Chu Xiang.
Although I don't understand why Prince Xin didn't come directly, and let someone inform, he insisted on queuing outside.
But he respected Prince Xin very much, and felt that he was a rare and good prince, so he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
When Yuansheng opened the door, Fanning said, "Uncle Yuansheng, let these benefactors come in first."
"The abbot hasn't come back yet, it's not time to open the door." Yuan Sheng said coldly.
Fanning hurriedly said, "Let them come in first this time."
Yuan Sheng shook his head: "Rules cannot be broken."
Fanning looked at him helplessly.
Yuan Sheng snorted coldly: "Fanning, are you going to break the rules?"
Fakong had no choice but to say, "Okay, Uncle Yuansheng, don't close the door yet."
He waved his big sleeves.
Zhou Yang trotted away.
After a while, Fakong and Lin Feiyang came slowly, and returned the salute while walking.
He came to Prince Xin Chu Xiang and said with a smile, "Why is the prince so polite?"
Chu Xiang was dressed in a purple robe, with a faint golden dragon embroidered with dark gold thread on his chest.
His face was like a crown of jade, and he smiled happily: "This king is also a pilgrim, so of course he has to follow the rules."
Fakong stretched out his hand: "My lord, please——!"
He nodded to Yuan Sheng: "Uncle Shi, please open the door earlier today."
"Yes, abbot." Yuan Sheng replied coldly.
Fakong glanced around, but didn't see Mingyue Xiuniang and the others, obviously thinking that there were too many people and too messy.
Fakong was quite disappointed.
The power of more than one hundred beliefs is enough to rain once——
"My lord, please—!" Fakong stretched out his hand and picked up the teacup.
The two sat at the stone table in his yard behind, Lin Feiyang had already served tea, and they each took a sip.
Slowly put down the teacup, Chu Xiang said: "Master, did it really rain?"
"Xingyunbuyu curse." Fakong said with a smile: "Speaking of it, it was bestowed by the prince."
Chu Xiang was surprised: "Huh—?"
He really couldn't figure out how this rain spell had anything to do with him.
Fakong took out the wordless Buddhist scripture from his pocket, and said with a smile, "It's recorded here, it's really a magical curse."
Chu Xiang glanced at it, found a blank space, flipped through it again, and finally shook his head: "There is nothing."
Fakong smiled and said: "Only those who are destined can see it, but the prince has no destiny with it."
He guessed that it should be the power of faith, or perhaps the power of Buddha, to see the prayer above.
Chu Xiang smiled and said: "I didn't expect it to be the Buddha's mantra contained in this Buddhist scripture. I don't know how far it can rain?"
Fakong pondered and shook his head: "I don't know yet, it will take a few more times to figure it out."
Chu Xiang cheered up: "Master, why don't you come to our camp for the victims and let it rain once, so as to relieve their anxiety and give them hope."
"My lord, no matter how strong the Buddha's mantra is, I'm afraid it won't be able to drop much."
"That's different too."
"that's fine." Fakong nodded slowly.
He is pushing the boat with the current.
There is the idea of ??going to the camp of the victims to cast this spell, so as to realize their great wishes and reap merits.
The merit this time should be much more than last time.
Last time I could only change two fingers, what about this time? A palm, or an arm?
theFakong raised his left index finger and middle finger together, and tapped his forehead lightly.
Lin Feiyang froze for a moment, motionless as if turning into a statue.
After a while, he came to his senses and said with emotion: "The skill of covering the sky and the sun, monk, you can actually practice the skill of covering the sky and the sun!"
Fakong said: "Practice it as soon as possible, and you will be more sure of saving people."
"Even if I don't practice it, I can still cover my breath." Lin Feiyang said proudly: "My current Yuyingzhenjing is not what it used to be."
Fakong said: "It's safer to practice this,is it true that you can't practice it?"
"Impossible!" Lin Feiyang said proudly: "You have already figured it out so well, how could I not be able to practice it!Maybe it just takes a little time."
"As soon as possible." Fakong said.
"Fine."——
An hour later, Xin Wang Chuxiang appeared in front of Fakong again.
Beside him was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, a plain appearance, and piercing eyes, as if he could directly read people's hearts.
Wearing a black robe, the whole person looks gloomy and cold.
"This is Zeng Qingyuan, the Secretary of the Green Clothes Waisi."
Zeng Qingyuan heshi: "I have seen Master Fakong."
"Zeng Sizheng, it's a pleasure to meet you." Fakong paid a tithe.
"The master said that my subordinate has been exposed?"
"yes."
"I don't know"
"Sizheng!" Chu Xiang said with a frown, "Master has the clairvoyance and can see the future. You don't have to doubt this. Could it be that this king is a fool?"
"Hehe" Zeng Qingyuan's gloomy face showed a smile, and it suddenly became completely different, as if his demeanor had changed into another person: "Of course the prince is not a fool, it's just that this is the first time Zeng has seen supernatural powers, so "
Fakong smiled and shook his head.
It is absolutely impossible for Zeng Qingyuan to become a believer, so there is no need to tell him too much, and there is no need to explain too much.
It is to save his subordinates, not his own.
"Hurry up, stop talking!" Chu Xiang said dissatisfiedly: "Take out his token, and then bring back his personal belongings!There is not so much time to dawdle!"
"This is a keepsake." Zeng Qingyuan smiled and took out a jasper waist card from his pocket. It was semi-circular and was obviously broken by someone.
"This is a personal item." He took out another item.
It is a small wooden carved sword, exquisite and delicate, only as long as the middle finger, a little shorter than the dagger.
Fakong took it over, his eyes suddenly became unpredictable.
"It turned out to be a woman?" Fakong looked up at Zeng Qingyuan.
Zeng Qingyuan praised: "Master really has great powers!"
Except for myself, no one knew that this secret spy was a woman.
It seems that Prince Xin is not confused, there are really magical powers in this world. </div> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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