Ning Zhenzhen heard the report and came to the edge of the glacier to see Faning.

Fanning blushed and after celebrating her tithe, she carefully took out a letter from her sleeve and presented it to her.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him, and her jade hand did not stretch out in Luoshui: "Senior Brother Fakong?"

"Yes." Faning said: "Sir, before leaving, let me give it to you, senior sister."

Ning Zhenzhen then took the letter, opened it, glanced at him, and nodded: "Okay, I understand, thank you Junior Brother Fanning."

"No, no, no, no," Fanning quickly blushed and shook her head.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "As soon as he left, you are the only junior brother Fanning in the Medicine Valley. Can you handle it?"

Faring scratched his head and smiled honestly: "I have learned some knowledge of medicinal materials now and can barely deal with it. My senior brother said he will go quickly and return quickly, as long as ten days, as short as five or six days."

"Can you come back in such a short time?"

"Yes." Fanning nodded seriously: "Senior brother said he could come back, he would definitely come back."

"I hope this is the case." Ning Zhenzhen's opinion was so confident that she was too lazy to refute.

He is willing to believe that Fakawa can come back soon, so he believes it, he doesn't believe it anyway.

A monk who lived in the Vajra Temple in Daxue Mountains since childhood, when he arrived in Shenjing, his eyes suddenly became blurred and his heart was confused.

How could you come back just by saying that you can come back?

The mind method of Vajra Temple is not from Mingyue Temple. It is impossible to control it and will definitely linger.

"Senior sister, then I'll say goodbye." Fanning said.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

Fanning's sleeves floated away.

Ning Zhenzhen returns to Mingyue Temple.

Mingyue Temple doesn't look big on the outside, but in fact it stretches for several miles and surrounds Mingyue Peak.

But most of them are hidden in the woods and cannot be seen on the outside.

She came to Lianxue's courtyard.

"Uncle Master." She knocked on the door.

Lianxue's voice came out: "Come in, Zhenzhen."

Ning Zhenzhen pushed the door into the yard.

The courtyard is simple and elegant, Lianxue is wearing a clean and neat gray short dress, bent down to prune the branches in the flowerbed in the courtyard.

The bent over showed her graceful curves and thrilling curves.

Seeing her come in, Lianxue continued to trim.

Ning Zhenzhen came to the flower garden: "Uncle Master, Senior Brother Fa Kong wrote to me and told me to be careful. The three women who came to ask for the Divine Sword are not simple."

Lianxue put down her long scissors and looked at her.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "It is very difficult to say that the woman in blue is the sword master of the Phoenix Divine Sword. She is stubborn and will never give up once she is sure."

"Hasn't she left?"

Lianxue spoke and came to the ancient well.

Ning Zhenzhen stepped forward and picked up the wooden barrel and poured water into the wooden basin.

Lotus snow gently washes the jade hands, washes away the soil and green juice.

"According to his judgment, they should not have left the Daxue Mountain," Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "It is often surprising to say that the disciples of the Divine Sword Peak act. They have the style of the Demon Sect and do whatever they want, and they have no rules at all."

"Then he said he would do something random?"

Lianxue took the towel handed over by Ning Zhenzhen and gently wiped her jade hands.

"He speculated that one or several disciples in our temple might be tied up and asked to exchange them with the magic sword."

Lian Xue's eyebrows frowned immediately, and her hands were wiped off, and her gentle eyes flashed.

The Divine Sword Peak did not take Mingyue Temple seriously, and it was indeed possible to do it.

"He also speculated that I was the first target." Ning Zhenzhen pointed her slender jade fingers gently at her chest, and smiled with a pursed lips: "So let me be careful."

"...You really have to be careful." Lian Xue wiped her hands, hung the towel, and gently advised, "I would rather believe it."

"They are better here, just want to see them!" Ning Zhenzhen snorted.

After the last time she chased Gu Xinxian, she gained a huge gain, and Taisu Yu Palm went to the next level.

This time I met Gu Xinxian again, and after urging the secret technique of Drunken Moonhua, he used the Taisu Jade Palm, and his protective sword energy was broken with one palm.

Of course, the consequences of drunken Yuehua secret technique are too great, and once you are injured after using it, you will be unlucky.

The last time I had Dharma Kong to save my life. If I could not have Dharma Kong, I would definitely die.

Lianxue smiled.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I originally wanted to visit Shenjing, but now I'm going to stay in the temple for a while."

“It doesn’t hurt to be cautious.”

"The Divine Sword Peak is too rampant!" Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "Uncle Master, can you let them be rampant?"

The two came to the pavilion and sat down.

The green mud tea stove on the table was already gushing out of white air.

Ning Zhenzhen brewed two cups of tea, handed one to Lianxue, and left one to herself.

The snow porcelain tea cup is crystal clear and translucent, the green tea in the cup is full of green, the tea water is slightly green, and the fragrance is quiet.

Lian Xue took a sip of tea: "It's not too late to deal with them when Fakong comes back."

"he--?"

Ning Zhenzhen slid her cherry lips, lifted the cover, slightly tucked her tempting red lips, and blew her breath.

Lianxue put down the Xue porcelain teacup and smiled and said, "He is not as good as ours. His knowledge and wisdom are better than us. I'd better hear what he says."

"...Okay." Ning Zhenzhen snorted.

She really wanted to express her dissatisfaction, but she couldn't go against her will.

You have cultivated wisdom and a clear mind. Your mind is like a bright moon. The bright moon is the eyes of heaven and earth. You can observe all things and have nowhere to hide.

But if you can observe everything yourself, you are a lot worse than you want to control everything, and you need experience and time to accumulate.

In this regard, Fa Kong seems to be natural and has to be convinced.

——

Fakong stood on a stone on the top of the mountain.

Gray monk robe hunting.

He stared at a stone path leading to the foot of the mountain in the distance, his eyes faintly, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

They had left the territory of Daxue Mountain and came to this misty mountain peak. When they arrived at the top of the mountain, Fakong suddenly stopped and stood here for a while.

The surrounding mountains are undulating.

The air is no longer so thin, the temperature is no longer so cold, and it is no longer ice and snow.

Actually, it was just coming down from the plateau.

Only then did Fakong realize that Daxue Mountain was on the plateau, just like the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in his previous life.

"What's wrong, monk?" Chu Yu smiled and said, "Are you fascinated by the beautiful scenery?"

He knew that Fakong had been worshipping the Vajra Temple at the Yuanzhi Gate since he was a child, and had never left the Daxue Mountain. He originally thought that Fakong would see everything as if he had not enough eyes.

But along the way, Fakong was calm and free, and there was nothing unusual, which disappointed him quite.

Now that I finally made some moves, I suddenly felt happy and felt a little satisfied.

He felt happy when he had a blank view.

He didn't know why this was the case, maybe it was because Fakawa was always calm and quiet, which made him unable to help but want to break this state.

It may also be because Fakong persuaded him to delusion and extinguished his burning love.

It may also be because Fakong used conditions as a threat to him that he planted the seeds of dissatisfaction.

Fakong withdrew his gaze and looked at Chu Yu: "I feel ominous. The road ahead is not clear, so change one way."

"Um--?"

"Brother Chu doesn't believe it?"

"Mr. Lu, do you feel ominous?" Chu Yu looked at Lu Xuanming.

Lu Xuanming closed his eyes, opened his eyes after a moment, and shook his head lightly.

Chu Yu smiled and looked at Fakong.
To be continued...