Longevity

"Thank you, Master!" The middle-aged beautiful woman gave a tithing ceremony.

Weng Jingyuan looked complicated.

Fa Kong smiled and said: "I also have a request from Lord Weng, so there is no need to thank you, Lord Weng, then let's start now."

Weng Jingyuan looked at the old lady.

It was found that she was still in good spirits, and she didn't look back. She just stayed here for a while to see how the old lady changed.

Xu Enzhi smiled and said, "Master, what does the teacher want to teach?"

Weng Jingyuan waved his hand impatiently.

Xu Enzhi smiled and said, "I can't learn, my teacher still has a hand."

"You are impetuous, you can't learn this!" Weng Jingyuan hummed: "If you want to learn, it will take another thirty years."

He got up and took Fa Kong through the Moon Gate, to the side yard, then went north through a Moon Gate, and came to a courtyard.

A piece of green bamboo swayed gently under the wall in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.

The yard is very quiet.

Weng Jingyuan pushed open the door of the main hall. There were several rows of museum shelves, filled with various books and some strange things.

There are tiles, stones, animal teeth, stone tablets, copper sheets, gold slips, and bronze medals.

Weng Jingyuan passed between the museum shelves, came to the red sandalwood bookcase, and flipped through the bookshelf behind the bookcase.

One wall is attached to a museum shelf, which is filled with books one by one, some ancient books and some isolated ones.

He finally took out a yellowed silk book, flipped through it, and handed it to Fa Kong: "I wrote this many years ago, and I've always wanted someone to pass it on, but it's a pity..."

Pharaoh took it.

Weng Jingyuan continued: "This prayer is too mysterious, with only more than 300 words. For those of us who are scholars, we should remember it overnight. It's a pity..."

He shook his head: "I can't remember a single one. It took me a lot of energy to remember it just now. Once I remember it, I forget it. It takes sarcasm to remember it."

Fa Kong nodded, opened the first page, and immediately frowned.

The invisible force is resisting the memory, the eyes see it, but the mind is empty and nothing.

He looked up at Weng Jingyuan: "Can't remember?"

"It's really amazing." Fa Kong said.

Weng Jingyuan smiled proudly: "This is a prayer. It is said that every prayer contains a mysterious power, which can connect the heavens and the earth, and use all the powers of the heavens and the earth!"

He immediately smiled and shook his head: "Unfortunately, this is just a myth and legend. I know this article, and I don't see any strange power."

Fakong smiled.

In his mind, a little light escaped from the light wheel, and it split into two points in the air and fell into the eyes of the Medicine Buddha statue.

Heavenly eyes.

Under the eyes of the sky, every prayer seems to come alive, spinning, twisting and changing, all the time.

It has invisible forces circulating.

The next moment, it suddenly stood still.

Its appearance suddenly appeared in Fa Kong's mind.

This is remembering.

"Every word here, I spent a month thinking about it day and night, writing it over and over again, and finally remembered it."

Fa Kong nodded and continued to read the second word.

It was still alive, there was an invisible force circulating, and the next moment it suddenly stopped and was remembered by him.

Fa Kong felt that there was a strange mystery in it, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he remembered it first.

After turning over twelve pages in one breath, he closed it with satisfaction, and unknowingly, he consumed eight points of faith.

He looked up at Weng Jingyuan in surprise.

It was only after he had used his Heavenly Eyesight, and even expended the power of faith, that he could remember these 380 prayers.

Weng Jingyuan has no supernatural powers, nor the power of belief, but his martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of divine essence.

It seems that it is because of the Divine Origin Realm that these prayers can be remembered.

But he also understood why Weng Jingyuan lost his innate vitality in his body, and he was strong on the outside, but he was still in the Divine Origin Realm, but he couldn't have sex.

The root is originally in this prayer.

It consumed too much of Weng Jingyuan's soul power, so the essence was exhausted, as if it was drained.

This Weng Jingyuan was indeed a ruthless man, and he even forced himself to be like this.

"Cough..." Weng Jingyuan shook his head and sighed: "Actually, I was also trying to pass the time and clear my mind."

At that time, Nan Nan died in an early age. He fell into great grief and couldn't extricate himself, so he used the prayer to divert his attention.

When all the prayers are memorized, the mood gradually calms down.

Everyone has their own destiny, Nannan is this destiny, and I can't change my destiny against the sky.

Moreover, it is not necessarily a bad thing to leave without seeing the danger in the world, without suffering the harm of the world.

Fa Kong said slowly: "I admire."

Weng Jingyuan smiled bitterly: "This book... Master, take it, other people are not interested in learning it."

Fa Kong pondered for a while and took it.

He worries that if he forgets it again, this prayer is indeed very strange and strange.

So it was directly collected into the Kalachakra Pagoda, foolproof.

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When he returned to the other courtyard of King Kong Temple, Xu Qingluo was having fun with Lin Feiyang and the old monk Huiling, and the crisp laughter sounded from time to time, spreading in the other courtyard.

Seeing Fa Kong's thoughtful face and Xu Enzhi's relaxed and happy expression, Lin Feiyang knew that things were going well.

The old monk Huiling was disguised as a tiger and attacked Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo dodged flexibly, dangerous and dangerous.

Lin Feiyang waited for an opportunity to throw a ball, and Xu Qingluo wanted to catch the ball before the old monk Huiling.

The three of them had a great time.

The two little boys were pulling Mrs. Xu's jacket and watching enviously, eager to join in, but they couldn't play it at all.

The old monk Huiling's movements were extremely fast, and his momentum was really like a tiger, but he could always be avoided by Xu Qingluo at the last moment, as if Xu Qingluo knew his movements in advance.

After Fa Kong and Xu Enzhi came back, the three of them stopped.

"Abbot, have you accepted this little girl as a disciple?" Monk Huiling was red-faced, smiled and asked, "Good eyesight, worthy of being an abbot!"

Fa Kong patted the head of Xu Qingluo who rushed over: "Uncle Shi, just a named disciple."

"Unfortunately, our King Kong Temple can't accept female disciples, and neither can other schools. Otherwise, the Phoenix will really come out."

He tilted his head and thought: "Then it's fine to be a named disciple, anyway, it's the art you passed on, don't give it to Mingyuean!"

Fakong nodded with a smile.

He really didn't want Xu Qingluo to practice the martial arts of Mingyue Temple.

After all, practice will cut off **.

On Zhou Yu's side, there is no father or mother around, and it is impossible for him to take it with him, and he is most at ease with Lian Xue.

Lotus Snow is as gentle as water and is the most suitable master for Zhou Yu.

Xu Qingluo is not.

She has her parents and doesn't have to take care of herself, so she doesn't need to learn the martial arts of Mingyue Temple.

When Xu Enzhi pulled Xu Qingluo and Mrs. Xu who were pouting, they left, and said they would come back to play tomorrow.

After half an hour, Lin Feiyang suddenly flashed excitedly and lowered his voice: "Monk, they are here!"

"Um-?"

"Cheng Jia and the others! Ha, there are more than fifty in total, and they are mighty, but everyone is shocked!"

"...Open the door." Fa Kong said.

"Open the door now!" Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash of excitement.

When Fakong came to the Mahavira Hall, fifty-two women had already entered the gate.

They are all dressed in white clothes like snow, and their faces are covered with white gauze. Only their delicate snow-white jaws and graceful figures can be seen.

They came to the front of the main hall and saluted Fa Kong.

Fakong smiled.

Faith at 84 o'clock poured in instantly, and the light wheel suddenly became much brighter, as if it was faintly expanding a circle.

More than 150 points of faith, unprecedented.

All the women came forward to offer incense one by one.

They all took off their veils, revealing beautiful faces, all with serious expressions and solemn appearances.

The cold-faced Yuansheng and the smiling Yuanlan handed out incense.

Lin Feiyang laughed so hard that he stood at the gate and squinted at the pilgrims who were probing their brains at Feitian Temple.

Many of the pilgrims in Feitian Temple did not leave after offering incense, standing not far away and looking at the other courtyard of King Kong Temple.

Soon a dozen or so came together to discuss in a low voice.

"Who are these women in white?"

"I look familiar..."

"Hey, it looks familiar to you as a beauty!"

"This time it's really familiar, it's not a joke!"

"Oh, then tell me, where did the beauty come from, it's really a soul-sucking!"

"…I remembered!"

"Speak quickly!"

"It's Mingyue Embroidery Building!"

"Um-?"

"Absolutely right, Mingyue embroidered the building. I recognize two of them. I went there with my wife at the time. My wife admires the craftsmanship of those two, so I have to thank them in person."

"Mingyue Embroidery Building..." Everyone immediately shrank their heads.

"Otherwise, let's go to offer incense too?"

"this…"

"It's nothing, let's put some incense on it, and express our respect to the Patriarch of King Kong Temple. Maybe it will be used in the future."

"...Alright." Everyone nodded while expressing embarrassment.

After all, I want to see the demeanor of these beauties in Mingyue Embroidered Building.

I have long heard that the embroidered maids in Mingyue Embroidery Building are all beautiful, and they are beautiful and have good needle skills, so the splendid embroidery of Mingyue Embroidery Building is extraordinarily expensive.

They are usually secluded and rarely seen, and even if they do, they are often covered with white gauze.

With the support of Mingyue An, no one dared to unbridled their veil.

No matter how they cover it up, they can't cover their faces when they are offering incense, so they can finally see the true face of the beauty.

Let's see if it's true, if it's a gimmick of Mingyue Embroidery Building.

Lin Feiyang looked down at them, snorted, and let them through the gate.

They obediently walked along the avenue, passed the release pool, came to the Daxiong Palace, and lined up behind the girls.

They suddenly widened their eyes involuntarily.

All the women I saw were beautiful, and the fifty-two beauties formed a strong visual impact.

In particular, they are all dressed in white clothes like snow, and their skin is white, which makes them look brighter and cannot be seen directly.

Their solemn expressions ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ made them feel inexplicably ashamed, and dared not give birth to a blasphemous heart.

Fa Kong stood on the steps of the main hall, and every woman who was offering incense would make a tithing, and the women would also make a tithing.

After Cheng Jia and the others offered the incense one by one, they gave a tithing ceremony to Fakong together, put on the white veil again, and walked away.

As soon as they left, the souls of more than 30 pilgrims were also taken away.

Lin Feiyang came to the gate, looked at their backs, and smiled proudly.

The old monk Huiling suddenly jumped to his side, hehe smiled and said, "How is it, am I right?"

"Old monk, we don't have to worry about running out of pilgrims, there will be more tomorrow!" Lin Feiyang smiled and glanced at Feitian Temple: "We will definitely surpass them!"

"Yes, surpass them, I want to have a good laugh at that old bald donkey in Yuan!" Hui Ling's eyes lit up.

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