Daqian has a vast territory, and Daxue Mountain is far away from Tianlong Mountain where Guangming Holy Sect is located, tens of thousands of miles away.
The two ran day and night without rest, and finally arrived at the foot of Tianlong Mountain.
Tianlong Mountain is a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles. It has no snow all year round, occasionally winds, and often rains.
The mountains are covered with green, so green that it turns black.
Looking down, the entire Tianlong Mountain Range looks like a giant black dragon, with steaming clouds and mist, as if the giant dragon shuttles through the clouds and mist.
Fakong didn't know the road, but Lin Feiyang did.
Along the way, he was unconvinced and competed with Fakong in Qinggong. He remained silent the whole time and continued to work hard on Qinggong.
His speed is indeed astonishing, as if he can cross space in the shadows. He is here at this moment and there at the next moment.
Flashing and moving.
One moment I was in the shadow of the trees at the bottom of the mountain, and the next moment I was under the rocks on the top of the mountain.
One moment I was under the rocks on the top of the mountain, and the next moment I was in the shadow of the trees on the other side of the mountain.
A mountain peak often only needs two flashes.
Fa Kong holds the Thunder God Sword.
It turned into a stream of light, moving lightly and silently across the treetops, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, and then from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain on the other side.
Wherever it passed, the treetops swayed violently, like a strong wind passing by.
The speed of Ben Lei Divine Sword is not inferior to Lin Feiyang.
Later, Lin Feiyang was left behind.
As long as the power in the Thunder God's Sword is not exhausted, Fa Kong's speed will remain that fast.
The power of his body seems to be endless, showing the tyranny of the indestructible power of Vajra.
Moreover, there are nectar branches, but if it doesn't work, it will take him one day of life to recover him instantly.
Although Lin Feiyang was fast, he also consumed a lot of energy. In the end, the power of the Imperial Shadow Sutra could keep up, but his body couldn't bear it.
Fakong then used a rejuvenation spell on him.
The Eighteen Peaks of the Guangming Holy Sect, the Great Guangming Peak where the main altar is located.
Even if you don't know the road, you can see Daguangming Peak as long as you set foot on any peak of Tianlong Mountain.
Daguangming Peak is the highest, and there is a soft white light hanging above the peak, just like the bright moon in the night sky.
When Fakong saw it, he couldn't help but think of his own Great Light Spell.
What is the origin of the Great Light Mantra and the Holy Light Religion?
The two came to the foot of Daguangming Peak.
The trees on Daguangming Peak are tall and thick, and each of them looks like a towering figure. People standing under the trees look like dwarfs.
Two teenagers in black clothes were squatting on the ground teasing a gray squirrel, smiling happily.
This squirrel's small eyes are as bright as black gems, and its tail is huge and fluffy, but its body is not as big as its tail.
Seeing them coming, the two young men in black stopped smiling, straightened up, and their delicate faces tightened, looking serious.
The big-tailed gray squirrel quickly jumped onto a ten-meter-high tree, looking down at Fakong and Kong with its small black eyes.
The two young men in black maintained their posture and solemnly clasped their fists.
Fakong He Tithe: "The poor monk Fakong came to see Brother Xu Zhijian, but I don't know where he is?"
"Are you Monk Fakong?"
"It's the poor monk."
"Wait a moment, Senior Brother Xu specially told me."
A young man in black jumped up into a giant tree ten meters high, and then floated away on the treetops.
The big-tailed gray squirrel also jumped out quickly and chased the boy in black.
Another young man in black looked at Fakong curiously.
Lin Feiyang said: "Little guy, what are you looking at?"
"nothing."
"Nothing, then what are you looking at?"
"Didn't see anything."
"Hey, you kid!" Lin Feiyang thought this young man in black was interesting and smiled: "He is quite strict. Isn't Xu Zhijian here?"
"Who are you?"
"I...I'm afraid I'll scare you if I tell you."
"Hey!" The boy in black raised his head and smiled.
"Have you ever heard of the name Shadow Assassin?"
"Are you the shadow assassin?" The young man in black looked at Lin Feiyang suspiciously.
Lin Feiyang puffed up his chest: "No, it's none other than Shadow Assassin Lin Feiyang!"
The young man in black looked at Fakong, who was calm and composed.
Fa Kong nodded lightly.
He didn't expect that the shadow assassin's name would be so famous, and even the gatekeepers of the Holy Sect of Light knew about it.
"Are you really Lin Feiyang, the shadow assassin?" The young man in black shook his head: "Not really."
Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash and appeared behind him the next moment, patting him on the shoulder.
The boy in black stiffened and turned to look at him.
Lin Feiyang said with a smile: "Does it look like it?"
"Okay." The boy in black snorted.
Lin Feiyang said proudly: "Little guy, can we talk now, is Xu Zhijian here?"
"Can't say." The boy in black shook his head.
Lin Feiyang stared.
Fakong glanced at him.
Lin Feiyang snorted and returned behind him: "This little guy is so hateful, just one sentence."
The young man in black looked up at him with an expression that didn't say what he could do to me.
"Who asked you to scare him?" Fakong said.
Lin Feiyang pouted: "If you don't tell me, I still want to know. Anyway, I'll know it soon!"
The young man in black curled his lips disdainfully.
The two people curled their lips in almost the same way.
Fa Kong shook his head secretly.
One is fourteen or fifteen years old, and the other is in his twenties.
The big-tailed squirrel turned into a shadow and appeared on the tall tree, followed by a young man in black and a middle-aged man in black.
Lin Feiyang suddenly smiled and waved: "Old song! Old song!"
The emptiness of the Dharma combines with the tithe.
But it was Qu Zhongtian who was ordered by Xu Zhijian to deliver the Void Fetal Breath Sutra.
Qu Zhongtian has an ordinary appearance, his face cannot catch other people's eyes, and his body is thin and strong, but he contains huge strength.
He tithes: "I have met Master Fakong, Mr. Lin."
"Donor Qu, is Brother Xu here?"
"Young Master has given you instructions before leaving. Please come down with me," Qu Zhongtian said.
"please."
A group of three people jumped onto a ten-meter-high giant tree. Under the watchful eyes of two young men in black and a gray squirrel, they climbed up the mountain peak through the treetops of green and black leaves.
As soon as I jumped up to the treetop, I saw the Heart of Light on the Great Bright Peak.
Lin Feiyang looked at it curiously as he flew by: "Old Qu, what is the magical function of this heart of light?"
"Mr. Lin, the Heart of Light has infinite uses. To us disciples of the Holy Sect of Light, it is like another sun."
"The sun..." Lin Feiyang finally shook his head.
It's too difficult and complicated, so don't even think about it.
Qu Zhongtian glanced at the two of them.
Seeing that there is no difference between the two of them, it means that there is no hostility towards the Holy Religion of Light. Those who have hostility will feel like the scorching sun burning their bodies at this time, and the pain will be unbearable.
Qu Zhongtian took the two of them to a bamboo forest on the mountainside.
There are trails in the bamboo forest. Walking along the trails, a small courtyard appeared.
The small courtyard has green tiles and green walls.
When a gust of wind blows, the bamboo forest surges like ocean waves, and the rustling sound is like the sound of nature.
Qu Zhongtian took them to the front of the small courtyard and said, "Master, this is the residence specially prepared for Master by the young master before leaving."
"It's elegant enough," Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash and reappeared the next moment, admiring: "Old Qu, this is the monastery where your Guangming Holy Religion entertains guests? It is indeed the Guangming Holy Religion, magnificent!"
Qu Zhongtian shook his head: "This is the young master's own yard. The young master usually lives at the old master's place. Occasionally he gets upset and comes here to stay for a few days to relax."
Fakong smiled: "Brother Xu is interested."
Qu Zhongtian said: "Master, if you need anything, just knock on the bamboo and call the maid."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and flexed his fingers, and lightly touched a long bamboo lying under the green tile.
"Pa." The sound was clear and crisp.
This long bamboo is about ten meters long, cut in half in the middle, and placed across the green tiles to catch rainwater.
Two girls in white floated out of the bamboo forest.
Their appearance is just delicate, not beautiful, but their skin is white, light and graceful, and their temperament is smart and pure, just like spring water in the mountains.
"Senior Brother Qu." Two girls in white bowed.
"Master Fakong is a good friend of the young master, so don't neglect him."
"Yes." The two girls in white paid tithing to Fa Kong.
The Dharma and the sky are combined and the gift is returned: "Amitabha, thank you for your service."
The two girls in white pursed their lips and smiled.
"Back off." Qu Zhongtian said dryly.
The two girls in white looked at Fakong curiously, and then at Lin Feiyang, who floated lightly into the bamboo forest and disappeared.
Qu Zhongtian said: "Master, Mr. Lin, please!"
He pushed open the courtyard door.
In the center of the courtyard is a flower garden. In the center of the flower garden is a small pavilion. Inside the pavilion are bamboo tables and chairs. On the green bamboo table is a bright red round jade plaque.
The courtyard is quiet and elegant.
Qu Zhongtian led them into the small courtyard.
When he came to the small pavilion in the flower garden, he pointed to the red jade waist plate on the green bamboo table: "This is the access token to the Sutra Pavilion left by the young master. He said that the master likes to read, and you can use this token to browse the collection of books below the third floor.
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Fakong smiled.
Lin Feiyang did not follow them into the small pavilion, but went into the two courtyards by himself. He came out shaking his head and said disappointedly: "There is no kitchen, so you can't cook by yourself."
Fakong was playing with the round ruby waist card with a smile, and raised his head and glanced at him.
Lin Feiyang muttered: "The yard is nice, but I'm afraid the food will be unpalatable."
Qu Zhongtian smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, the young master has invited the best cook on the mountain in advance, and he will not let you two down."
"Alas..." Fakong shook his head, smiled bitterly, and sighed.
Xu Zhijian is too thoughtful and enthusiastic, and he deserves it.
Qu Zhongtian said: "Young Master left the customs three days ago and went to exterminate a group of horse bandits. He said he would be back in three to five days."
"I don't dare." Qu Zhongtian combined his tithes and left the small courtyard.
"It's a really nice place." Lin Feiyang praised, standing in the pavilion and looking at the flower garden, and then looking at the bamboo forest outside through the open courtyard door.
Even though he has no sense of elegance, he still finds this place pleasant and comfortable to live in.
Fakong was still playing with the ruby waist card.
This is what he values most.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
During these three days, Lin Feiyang often ran to talk to two young men in black.
The three of them got together and chatted, bragging about the fun and excitement outside and his wonderful life, including the assassination of King Nan Xuan.
Fakong spent time in the Scripture Collection Pavilion of the Guangming Holy Sect.
The Sutra Pavilion is located in a valley. It is a six-story hexagonal building, and the highest floor has poked out of the valley.
The Sutra Pavilion is surrounded by an open square with no trees, flowers or grass in a 50-meter radius, only white stones paving the ground.
Fakong only looked at the first three floors and felt that it was eye-opening.
In the evening, he and Lin Feiyang were eating in a small pavilion when footsteps were heard outside, and then there was a "porphyr" knock on the door.
"Brother Xu, come in quickly." Fakong put down his bowl and chopsticks and said in a loud voice.
The courtyard door opened, and Xu Zhijian was still dressed in black, dusty and dusty, with an ugly face full of smiles.
Lin Feiyang shook his head secretly and couldn't bear to witness it.
Fakong came out of the small pavilion with a smile, greeted him, and said, "Brother Xu is back."
Xu Zhijian scratched his head in embarrassment: "I was delayed on the way and was a day late."
Fakong stretched out his hand to signal.
The two of them sat in the booth.
"Are you injured?" Fakong looked at Xu Zhijian's face and said with a smile, "Can't Daguang's body recover?"
"It doesn't matter." Xu Zhijian shook his head hurriedly: "I will recover in a few days."
Fakong reached out and grabbed his wrist. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "It's such a serious injury. This is like meeting a powerful person."