Fa Kong frowned and thought.

Is it a deliberate attempt to conceal it, or is it because of a low status that one does not know the secret?

He raised his head and said, "Those who are besieging us should know their final fate, right?"

"..."

"Um--?"

"Damn it! We didn't expect the Vajra Temple to be so difficult to deal with... We also thought that if the three factions joined forces to attack the smaller ones with the greater number, and crush them like an avalanche, the Vajra Temple would be vulnerable!"

A look of greed flashed in his eyes.

No matter how weak Kongji Temple is, it is still one of the 108 temples of Daxueshan Sect. With hundreds of years of heritage and accumulation, it must be extremely rich!

If you can break into the Vajra Temple and steal the martial arts secrets and elixirs, it will be like taking a great tonic for yourself and the sect.

If you get the elixir and secret book, you will definitely be able to enter the divine realm!

pity……

The light in his eyes slowly went out.

"Vulnerable..." Fakong smiled, but then slowly faded away.

It does sound ridiculous.

But then I felt that it was not outrageous.

Just like the martial arts masters in Daqian thought that the martial arts masters in Dayong were not interested in Daqian, so they didn't come over.

How absurd this is in the eyes of the Snow Mountain Sect.

How could the martial arts masters of Dayong not want to enter Daqian? If there was no Daxueshan Sect guarding them, they would have all pounced on them in anger.

The middle-aged man did not need to ask Fakong and said to himself: "Our sect leader is very resourceful and has anticipated this situation, so it is divided into three waves. We are the first wave to attack, and there are two more waves. We may not be able to defeat the Vajra Temple!"

"Why did you three leave?"

"The sect master secretly warned that if the Vajra Temple is really difficult to deal with, he should avoid the real situation and attack the weak, and enter Daqian to plunder. On August 29th, when he went to Zhongtian, he crossed the Snowy Mountains. At that time, the Vajra Temple's vitality was severely damaged. , it can’t stop our impact.”

Lin Feiyang shouted: "This ghost sect master is really poisonous!"

He felt that if he were a master of Kongji Temple, he would really be unable to defend himself. He was only thinking about blocking Dayong's side. Who would have thought that there would be another attack from behind?

There were actually three waves of attacks, which was pretty powerful.

I'm afraid that just when King Kong Temple thought it was blocked, another violent wave came, and then another wave.

Even if you don't die from exhaustion, you will die from being trapped.

Faning hurriedly said: "Senior brother, report it to the abbot immediately!"

"No rush." ​​Fakong stared at the middle-aged man: "If you have any other methods, let's tell them together to avoid suffering."

"No more!" the middle-aged man said hurriedly: "I told you so!"

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang pointed at the middle-aged man: "Hey, this guy still dares to hide it? Just kill him directly. It will be easy to catch a few more and come over for questioning!"

He raised his palm and was about to shoot it.

"I said it, I said it!" the middle-aged man shouted hurriedly.

Lin Feiyang glared at him proudly: "You bitch! You just need to be dealt with!"

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, his face wet with sweat looking uncertain.

Lin Feiyang looked proud.

Fanning was curious and nervous.

Fakong hands seal

The middle-aged man opened his eyes suddenly, determination flashing in his eyes.

Fakong's heart-purifying spell has fallen.

There was a jade bottle in the sky pouring jade liquid into the middle-aged man's mind, causing his face to change slightly.

Fakong said gently: "Your life is your own, and you should think carefully about it. You haven't killed the disciples of Vajra Temple yet. If your crime is not punishable by death, I may not be able to spare your life."

…

"...I said!" The middle-aged man seemed to have aged several years as he uttered two words dejectedly.

In just a few breaths, he felt like he had experienced life and death.

He is a cruel person.

The palm Fa Kong used at that time was a bone-eating palm.

The middle-aged man felt like ten thousand ants were crawling into his body.

These ten thousand ants are everywhere, gnawing at everything from skin to muscles to blood, even bones, marrow, and internal organs.

It's not pain, but itching. It's an explosive itch that almost drives me crazy. I wish I could kill myself with a sword.

In order not to suffer this pain anymore, I pretended to give in.

He knew very well that the two monks and a young man in front of him were different from the monks at Kongang Temple. They were as ruthless as himself, and if they fell into their hands, they would probably die.

In this case, you have to have someone to support you when you die. You can't die in vain, it's better to die!

In desperation, he talked to stall for time while gathering strength to perform his secret technique.

When the secret technique was prepared and ready to be used, the Pure Heart Curse suddenly fell.

The murderous intention and despair disappeared instantly.

The level of the Pure Heart Mantra gradually deepens.

Among the ten levels of distracting thoughts, anger, desire, greed, fear, sadness, despair, guilt, shame, and despair, we have now reached the seventh level, which can eliminate despair.

When his despair disappeared, he couldn't help but think that he hadn't enjoyed enough of the beauty he had snatched, that he hadn't spent all the money, and that there were still so many beauties in the world waiting for him to favor him. How could he die like this?

Even though I know that what Fa Kong said is not entirely true, I still have a glimmer of hope.

Try for it, what if you really can survive?

Fa Kong said warmly: "Let's start from the beginning. There are so many people outside. It's not difficult to catch just a few and bring them back."

He looked at Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang was clever this time, smiled, disappeared without a trace, and hid in Faning's shadow again.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the middle-aged man, stretched out his hand and patted the middle-aged man's forehead: "Pop!"

The sound is crisp and clear.

He retreated to Fakong, stretched out his right palm, palm facing up, looked at the middle-aged man proudly, flipped his palm slightly, and hummed: "It's easy to take the lives of you guys with the palm of your hand!"

Fa Kong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang put down his hand and closed his mouth, but stared at the middle-aged man with demonstrative eyes.

Faning said: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life. Senior brother always keeps his word."

He has a simple and honest face, which makes people feel amiable and trustworthy.

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Feiyang, then at Faning, and finally gritted his teeth: "We are indeed three factions joining forces. I don't know who gave the order, but our attacks are not three waves, but four waves. The strongest one

This is the last wave, made up of people who have a deep hatred for Vajra Temple and want to die together with Vajra Temple."

"How many of you are there in total?"

"have no idea."

"Where's the last wave?"

"I don't know,... at least fifty."

"Mom, if you don't know this or that, then you're talking nonsense!" Lin Feiyang was immediately annoyed.

Fa Kong waved his hand.

Faning hurriedly said: "Senior brother, please report this to the abbot immediately."

"Junior brother, you underestimate the abbot," Fa Kong said with a smile, "We can ask these questions, but the abbot can't?"

Faning scratched his head.

"But it's also good to check for leaks and fix them. Go and report it to the abbot."

"Yes." Faning turned around and hurried away.

He strides like a meteor, hunts with his broad monk robe, and makes a tiger and a tiger fly.

He thought while alert to his surroundings.

The senior brothers and uncles in the temple may not have the skills of Senior Brother Fakong, and the abbot may not have asked these questions.

These Dayong people are too vicious!
To be continued...