That's right. How could the Vajra Temple not have a first-class guard?
He no longer casts Buddhist spells, and only focuses on these three first-level ones.
The two old monks stood up slowly. The old man in green robe who was walking halfway up the mountain paused and frowned as he looked in the direction of Vajra Temple.
Across the mountain peaks, he seemed to be able to see the Vajra Temple.
The two old monks looked in his direction.
Fakong observed with his inner eye and tried to make an extension line of the three of them's sight lines, and found that each line of sight hit each other accurately.
The green-robed old man's right eye shot at the old monk who carved the stone, and his left eye shot at the old monk at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
The two old monks both stared at him.
After staring for a moment, the old man in green robe turned around and walked slowly down the mountain, still stroking his beard and walking calmly and easily.
Fa Kong opened his eyes.
"Interesting..." he laughed.
Fan Ning didn't know why and looked over curiously: "Senior brother?"
Fakong smiled and waved his hands.
Fan Ning said: "Senior brother, let me go to the entrance of the valley to guard. If someone breaks in, I will stop them in advance to avoid damaging the medicine garden."
He has been taking good care of the medicinal materials for a while. Now his knowledge of medicinal materials has become more and more abundant. He is also very interested in taking care of the medicinal materials and has deep feelings for these medicinal materials.
The so-called emotion is how much you give to someone. The more you give to a certain object, the deeper the emotion will be. This is human nature.
Fa Kong nodded.
Faning hurriedly floated to the mouth of the valley and stood like an iron tower. He tried hard to suppress his honesty, his eyes widened and he glanced around with eager eyes.
Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.
From what we can see now, Dayong Wulin's lightning-fast revenge will end in a tailspin.
With the help of the Pure Heart Mantra, Vajra Temple had an advantage despite having a small number of people. The more they fought, the more brave they became and their morale was high.
For those who were injured, the rejuvenation spell fell before they could take the medicine.
Fakong even cast a rejuvenation spell on everyone.
The current rejuvenation spell is not comparable to the Pure Heart Charm, and its effect only lasts for half an hour.
Within half an hour, a steady stream of power descended from the void, like an enlightenment, restoring their bodies' injuries and fatigue, and returning their bodies to their best condition.
Combined with the Pure Heart Charm, you can achieve the most perfect fighting state.
Not only are they high-spirited and full of energy, but their bodies are also filled with endless power that they want to vent.
In this state, the master of Kongji Temple only regrets that there are too few opponents.
"Woo..." The low sound of the conch echoed in the sky.
The masters of Dayong receded like the tide.
In the blink of an eye, all the good, injured, and dead disappeared from the sight of the monks at Vajra Temple.
Like the ebb of the ocean, the waves sweep everything away.
"Amitabha!"
"Junior brother Yuanfeng, is it okay?"
Yuanfeng's face glowed red and he laughed loudly: "It's so happy! It's so happy!"
After using the Vajra Form, all the cultivation that was originally aroused turned into nine moves. After the nine moves, the thief was knocked out of the building.
After his eight moves, he originally wanted to conserve his strength, lest he would be unable to fight again after the last move was used up, and he would be easily killed when he was weak.
But before the power is exhausted, new power has been added in a steady stream, and I can't help but become more and more excited.
"Is this the Buddhist mantra from Master Fakong's nephew?"
"Pure Heart Mantra."
"And the rejuvenation spell."
"I originally thought that Master Nephew Fakong only had the Great Light Mantra, but it turned out that he also had these Buddhist mantras, which are really miraculous."
“Amazing!”
"With Master Nephew Fakong's Buddhist mantra here, what do we have to fear in Vajra Temple?"
"Haha, they come too few and it's not enough."
"Exactly, just a little more!"
"I just hope they can be more ruthless next time. With so many people coming, they can't even look at our Vajra Temple!"
"Keep them all next time, no one can leave!"
"Haha, keep them all, don't even think about leaving!"
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They stood on the top of King Kong Peak, with excited and passionate expressions, loud laughter, and soaring pride.
Fakong smiled and opened his eyes.
Although he didn't fight in person, he felt inexplicably comfortable.
He has been practicing hard for immortality, and will not get into trouble until he practices enough to protect himself.
This time, because there was no need to show up, I took action decisively.
After I helped my fellow disciples of the Vajra Temple and won the victory, I felt extremely happy, like drinking nectar, and my heart felt indescribably smooth from the inside out.
He stood up and held on to the railing, looking towards the clear lake.
The fish are freely shuttled among the whirling water plants, agile and free.
Staring at them for a moment, his excitement slowly subsided.
Then he closed his eyes.
The inner eye once again observed the two first-grade old monks.
The real heroes this time are actually two people of the same rank.
The old monk who was carving the stone was still carving the stone tablet, hammering and hammering, with serious concentration, as if this was the only thing in the world.
The old monk on the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion sat back in the Arhat chair, dozing off with a Buddhist scripture.
The white halo behind their heads has disappeared.
At this time, they were ordinary and ordinary, and they really couldn't look like a first-class person.
Fa Kong was thoughtful.
As soon as he thought about it, his life span suddenly burned.
He entered the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda and practiced as fast as he could while he had an understanding in his heart. The inexplicable understanding kept surging in his heart.
He experienced the subtle joy of secretly casting Buddhist mantras.
Unknowingly, the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility improved by leaps and bounds, much faster than usual.
When he opened his eyes, he had already entered the third floor.
In addition to his joy, he fell into deep thought.
If you follow the usual speed of cultivation, it will take at least two months to reach the third level in reality. Just because you are practicing with an enlightened mind, you can directly step into the third level?
Why is this so?
Once you find out the mystery, you will definitely be able to speed up your cultivation and master the indestructible power of the Vajra more quickly, so that you can navigate the world and live a long and happy life.
Time passed unconsciously.
When he woke up from his meditation, he found that food was already placed on the table, and Fan Ning and Lin Feiyang were already sitting in front of him.
The glazed lamps emitted soft light.
The Yingxin Pavilion and the cloister are brightly lit, just like daylight.
The flowers, plants and strange animals carved on the lamps seemed to come alive.
The flowers and plants seemed to be blowing in the wind, swaying slightly.
Each strange beast is adjusting its posture slightly.
Suddenly he felt the fragrance.
"Senior brother?"
"Let's eat." Fakong said.
"It's almost cold after eating!" Lin Feiyang complained.
He grabbed a piece of beef with his chopsticks and threw it into his mouth, chewed it vigorously, and said with an excited smile: "Monk, this killing was really fun, these guys were really killed, haha!"
"Don't talk about these things while eating." Fakong said.
Lin Feiyang chuckled and said: "Anyway, it's really fun to kill. After the fourth level of the Royal Shadow Sutra, I really don't know what to do."
As he spoke, he could no longer control his elation and chuckled: "The world is so big, who can see through me?!"
Faning ate in silence, shaking his head secretly.
here we go again.
Lin Feiyang is indeed very capable, but he is also good at bragging about himself. He can't help bragging at every turn.
But there is no way to refute him, his movement skills are indeed rare in the world.
Fakong took a deep look at Lin Feiyang.
When Lin Feiyang saw him like this, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured down on his head. He could only accept the boasting and said with a smile: "But monk, the Vajra Temple is indeed the Vajra Temple, it's too powerful!"
He praised: "One is worth five, and the pressure is so great that Da Yong's hand can't lift his head. It's really fierce!"
"After this time, they should know how powerful Kongang Temple is and won't dare to come again!"
"Don't you dare come again?" Fakong shook his head.
"Senior brother." Fa En floated over and titheed him.
"Fan, have you eaten? Do you want to sit down and eat something?" Lin Feiyang asked carelessly.
Fan smiled and shook his head. After thanking him, he asked Fan Kong to come over as soon as possible.
Fakong put down his chopsticks and followed him to Huinan's yard.
The moonlight is like water, and the night is hazy.
The six glazed lamps that Fa Kong respected illuminated Huinan's small courtyard brightly and softly, like daylight.
There are also four glazed lamps hanging in the small pavilion in the courtyard.
"Abbott, Master." Fakong stepped forward to join him.
Abbot Hui'an and Huinan were sitting in the small courtyard, sitting opposite each other on the stone table.
Huinan still had the usual unhappy expression.
Hui An smiled.
He changed from his usual dignified and solemn look, stroking his beard and laughing: "Fakong, thanks to your Buddhist mantra this time, there were no casualties among the disciples."
"Abbott, why do you need to say thank you?" Fakong smiled and said, "It's just my job."
Hui An shook his head: "Disciples of the Vajra Temple have nothing to do with their duties. Every contribution is rare."
Huinan said: "Senior brother, there is no need to reward me again, the reward last time was enough."
Hui An smiled and said: "Unknown rewards and punishments are a big taboo for an abbot...Fakong, what reward do you want?"
"...Then let's take some pills to improve your cultivation."
"Well, this is easy to handle." Hui An nodded.
He suddenly smiled and patted Fukong's chest with his palm, causing his skin to glow slightly with a golden light.
"Pa." The voice was soft.
Fakong looked at him doubtfully.
"Sure enough, we have reached the third floor." Hui An sighed and shook his head.
Abbot Hui'an's senses are so keen!
His mind was spinning, and he had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile: "It turns out that the abbot is of the first rank."
Huinan snorted and said, "You just know!"
Fakong Heshi said: "My disciple admires me, the abbot is the one who truly hides his secrets."
I always thought that Hui An was a second-grade man, and I also suspected that he was a first-grade man, but there was no way to confirm it.
There is no way to confirm it now.
When meditating with the mind's eye, Yipin can still remain hidden, just like the two old monks are now ordinary in meditating with the mind's eye.
If I hadn't seen the previous scene, I would never have thought that they were the first grade.
Hui'an waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing to do with the first level. The Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill is still stumbling and slow as a tortoise."
Huinan said: "Vajra is indestructible. It is a method to achieve Vajra. It is difficult to achieve Vajra in today's world. How can it not be difficult? Senior brother, you are too greedy."
"Alas..." Hui An shook his head: "After all, we still cannot escape the great horror between life and death."
"Abbott, what is the first grade?"
"First grade, it's just knowing one's mind and one's nature." Hui'an smiled and said, "It's not as mysterious and mysterious as the world says."
"It is easy to say it is easy to understand one's mind, but it is very difficult to do it." Huinan said with a smile: "If it were so easy, how could it frustrate so many people."
"What is the difference between the power of second-level and first-level martial arts?" Fakong seized the opportunity and asked hurriedly.
Hui An seemed to be in agitated mood and was very interested in talking. This was the best opportunity to ask for advice. If he missed it, it might be difficult for him to speak.
"That's it, I'll give you another slap and you try." Hui An said with a smile.
Fa Kong nodded.
This time Hui An lightly slapped her palm.
Fakong had closed his eyes and received the slap quietly.
At this moment, a white light wheel appeared behind Hui'an's head, and his palms were covered with white light, and he pressed lightly on his chest.