Longevity

"Abbot, you're back." The old monk Huiling raised his head to look at Fa Kong, and with a smile on his right hand, he was about to mess up the chessboard.

It's a pity that the tall and straight old monk on the opposite side saw through his little trick and reached out to block it.

The old monk Huiling turned his wrist and wiped it again, and was blocked by the old monk on the opposite side. The two of them punched their right fists with their left palms.

"Hey, Zhiyuan old bald donkey, it's too much!"

"It's you who is too much!"

"Are you asking for help?" The old monk Huiling sneered: "Okay, then you can leave now!"

"It's not you I'm asking for!" The old monk Zhiyuan said solemnly.

Fakong didn't need to ask, he knew that the old monk with all white men and eyebrows in front of him was Zhiyuan, the first rank of Feitian Temple.

The old monk Zhiyuan must have been a beautiful man when he was young.

He was tall and straight, sitting there like a pine tree.

Straight nose bridge, Danfeng eyes, sword eyebrows into the temples, high spirits.

Compared with his uprightness and radiance, the old monk Huiling is like a ball, his radiance is far incomparable.

Fakong Heshi said, "Uncle Zhiyuan Shi."

"Fakong, I have something to ask for." The old monk Zhiyuan looked at Fakong and said calmly.

Fa Kong smiled: "I don't know what Uncle Zhiyuan has ordered, but this disciple will do his best."

He could guess what the old monk Zhiyuan asked for.

"Mei Sanchang." Zhi Yuan said lightly, "He can't live."

Wang Qingshan could not kill him, otherwise he would provoke the court.

But if Mei Sanbian is still alive, what is the face of Daxueshan Sect and Feitian Temple? Therefore, Mei Sanbian must be killed!

But the problem now is that Mei Sanbian was hidden by Wang Qingshan's shielding the sky, and no one could sense Mei Sanbian's aura and couldn't find him!

Even if he is a product, there is nothing he can do.

Not to mention other people in the temple, the tracking technique is useless, and no matter how deep the training is, it is useless, just can't sense it.

So I can only ask for Fa Kong.

Let's see if Fakong's supernatural powers can catch up with this Mei Sanxian.

Fa Kong pondered.

"A bottle of Feitian Pill." Monk Zhiyuan said solemnly.

Fa Kong shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Zhiyuan, this time, I don't want Feitian Dan."

There is no shortage of Feitian Dan, and it is not very useful to have more.

"Then what do you want?" Monk Zhiyuan looked at him deeply.

This is a good opportunity for the lion to open his mouth. Fakong will never let it go. Feitian Temple can only grit his teeth and force out this blood.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "I just want a favor from my uncle."

"...Okay." The old monk Zhiyuan hesitated for a while, and finally nodded slowly.

I owe a lot to myself for this favor.

A favor means that as long as Fa Kong asks for help, he has to agree to help, no matter what kind of busy he is.

Fa Kong smiled: "Do you have Mei Sanchang's belongings?"

"...No." The old monk Zhiyuan shook his head.

Fa Kong frowned: "Nothing at all?"

"No." The old monk Zhiyuan shook his head: "They are clean and have nothing left."

The old monk Huiling smiled and said: "The old bald donkey who said it implicitly, who does not know in Shenjing, the three of them were stripped clean and died naked."

Zhiyuan glared at him coldly.

Huiling said triumphantly, "What are you looking at, am I right?"

"...They deliberately erased the traces and left nothing." Zhiyuan said with a gloomy face.

Fa Kong pondered.

"It's really not worth it." Zhi Yuan said.

He made no secret of his disappointment.

If Fakong's supernatural powers are not good, then he can only force the Demon Sect Chenghai Dao, and I am afraid there will be a war.

I don't know how many disciples will die by then.

"Where are the corpses of the three uncles?"

"Still in the outer court."

"I want to send the three uncles up to the Western Paradise Bliss and cast the Great Light Mantra, so that we can see what they saw and heard when they were dying."

"..." Zhi Yuan Dingding looked at Fa Kong.

The old monk Huiling smiled and said, "Old bald donkey, haven't you heard the abbot's Great Bright Mantra? It's impossible, right?"

The so-called "knowing oneself and knowing the enemy", Feitian Temple has been keeping an eye on King Kong Temple, and will know immediately when there is a little trouble.

Fakong is proficient in mantras, they know it.

But people have a habit, and the more confident people are, the more they have this habit.

It will even deny that seeing is believing, seeing is not necessarily true.

They were dubious about Fakong's mantra, but the rain this time gave them a great shock.

So when Zhiyuan couldn't find Mei Sanchang, he asked Fakong to try it.

"Okay!" Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "Come with me!"

The old monk Huiling followed, and the three of them floated over the wall of the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple, drifted through a forest, and then came to the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple.

Although the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple and the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple are next door, they are not separated by a wall.

This forest is at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain where it is located is Zihua Mountain, which is not well-known and is not high. It is almost as tall and short as the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

But the woods are dense, and the ancient trees are tall and towering.

And there are many birds.

Every morning when Fakong woke up, his ears were filled with their clear chirping.

The layout of the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple is similar to that of King Kong Temple. The last yard is the pagoda garden with a stupa and an altar.

The altar is used for the chanting and blessing of the monks when a certain eminent monk passes away, helping to send him a journey to the west.

Kongoji Temple has no altar, only a stupa.

Because the disciples of King Kong Temple passed away, their bodies can remain immortal for a long time, and they can be sent back to King Kong Temple in Daxueshan calmly. In the temple, they will be rescued by the monks.

Feitian Temple is not.

The disciples of Feitian Temple could not be immortal for a long time after their death like the disciples of King Kong Temple. They had to be cremated on the spot, find the relic, and then enter the stupa, and continue to appreciate the prosperity of Shenjing here.

Or you can take the relic back to Feitian Temple to be with all the fellows.

At this moment, there were three Arhat beds on the altar, on each of which lay a middle-aged monk with a distorted face.

Even if their faces are distorted, they can still see their original excellent appearance, and they all have a good skin.

Beside the three Arhat beds, a total of eight middle-aged monks were sitting cross-legged, reciting and holding Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, with a faint voice.

Zhiyuan said: "Fa Kong, you just cast the Buddha mantra directly, don't pay attention to them."

"Yes." Fa Kongheshi.

His left palm was imprinted, his right palm stood up, and white light shone on the three of them.

The eight middle-aged monks who were chanting sutras were amazed. They didn't stop chanting sutras, but their eyes turned curiously.

Seeing that the old monk Zhiyuan was there, they were not very vigilant about Fakong, they were just curious about how Fakong came back here.

Of course, they all recognized the abbot of the outer courtyard of the King Kong Temple, Fakong.

They all felt that Fakong’s appearance was plain and his cultivation base was ordinary. He was probably the abbot of King Kong Temple, Monk Hui’an, who was confused for a while.

Under the shroud of white light, the souls of the three of them quickly emerged, and then twisted and transformed into three villains, their expressions were calm, and they made a tithing ceremony.

Then it turned into three white lights and rose into the sky.

Today's blue sky has a few white clouds, not as cloudless as yesterday.

The clouds on the horizon suddenly turned colorful and golden, as if the early morning sun was hidden behind the clouds, radiating rays of light.

Dharma-empty tithing: "Amitabha!"

The golden color of the clouds slowly dissipated, and the sky returned to normal.

This scene will not attract attention, even if you see it, you will think that you are dazzled and have an illusion.

Zhiyuan stared deeply at Fa Kong.

He saw with his own eyes the casting of the Great Brightness Mantra.

The ground is made of white jade, the walls are covered with gold bricks, and the roof is made of colored glaze, emitting colorful rays of light.

Fakong closed his eyes and experienced the memories of the three.

Among the three, the one with the strongest cultivation was Monk Haijing.

I entered Feitian Temple since I was a child and immersed myself in the practice of Feitian Lingyun Sutra.

Practice and practice again, until you step into the third grade.

After stepping into the third rank, one needs experience to step into the second rank or even the first rank. A luxurious place like Shenjing is the best training ground for Feitian Spiritual Luck Sutra.

Only then did Fakong know that the disciples of Feitian Temple started from ascetic cultivation. They did not fall down, do not bathe, stand in cold winds, or stand on cliffs. Some of them are dangerous and some of them are painful.

Compared with their practice, the disciples of King Kong Temple are like in a honey pot. The suffering of the disciples of King Kong Temple is not worth mentioning compared to Fei Tian Temple.

It is precisely because of their penance that they have sharpened their pure and firm will, so that when golden lotuses are planted in the poisonous fire behind, they can retreat completely.

Without such pain and hard work, it is impossible to succeed.

Even with this hard work, there are still many disciples who break the sand and sink the halberd.

Dissolute on the outside, pure on the inside, this is the real Feitian Temple disciple.

And people in the world are often deceived by appearances, thinking that all the disciples of Feitian Temple are blessed with boundless bliss, and they do not know their true colors.

Fa Kong opened his eyes, came to the monk Haijing, reached out and pressed his shoulder, and his mouth opened immediately.

Zhiyuan asked, "What's going on?"

"Master Uncle Zhiyuan, please look at Master Uncle Haijing's teeth."

"...one missing?"

"It should be Mei Sanbian's actions." Fa Kong said slowly.

When Mei San came to pry Haijing's teeth, Haijing wasn't completely out of breath, but he was already out of strength.

He could only stand and let Mei Sanbian pry open his mouth, but he silently took out a tooth without bleeding.

"Damn it!" Zhiyuan's eyes shot cold light.

This is the trophy collected by Mei Sanbian, a humiliation to Haijing, and a humiliation to the entire Feitian Temple!

He could imagine that Mei Sanbian must have put these teeth together. UU read www.uukanshu.com to appreciate it carefully and slowly savor his masterpiece.

Fa Kong's eyes suddenly became deep, and he said softly for a moment, "I found him!"

"Where?!" Zhi Yuan said solemnly.

Fa Kong stretched out his palm: "Uncle Zhiyuan, give me one of your belongings."

Zhiyuan didn't say a word, and directly handed him the Buddha bead on his wrist.

Fa Kong took it and disappeared without a trace the next moment.

The old monk Huiling smiled and said, "Old bald donkey, are you convinced?"

Zhiyuan glared at him coldly, thinking that he couldn't see the fire, what time was it, he still mentioned this!

"Stupid!" The old monk Huiling pouted: "Sensing your beads, if you find this kid, you will find Mei Sanbian!"

"...Let's go!" Zhi Yuan's eyes shot cold light, turning into a shadow and fluttering away.

The old monk Huiling hurried over to join in the fun.