This statue is a big trouble, and it would be a good idea to let Chu Xiong take over this trouble.
I would never hide it in the Kalachakra Tower.
It is not safe to place it anywhere else. It may be taken advantage of by the statue or stolen by others.
I couldn't stare at it all day long, lest it be stolen. The outer courtyard of Vajra Temple was not so tightly guarded.
But if it is placed with Chu Xiong and hidden in the secret vault of the Forbidden Palace, it is almost foolproof.
After solving this big problem, I can sleep peacefully.
Next is the Tianhai Sword Sect.
When he thought of the Tianhai Sword Sect, he couldn't help but think of the situation two days ago, and how when he arrived at Li Ying's yard, Li Ying had already killed two masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect.
Li Ying also paid a heavy price for killing these two people. She was hit with a sword in the left chest, almost injuring both of them.
But she had her own prayer beads, and under the rejuvenation spell, she recovered very quickly, and she had already recovered more than half of her body yesterday.
According to this recovery speed, complete recovery will be possible tomorrow.
By transcending two masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect, he obtained their memories and their sword techniques.
It was indeed an incomparable magical sword technique, which was won purely by its subtlety. Fakong had to admire the wisdom of the person who created this sword technique.
Using the Haoyang Divine Sword to perform this sword technique, Fakong speculated that only a few people in the world could handle it.
This made him even more afraid of Chu Xiong.
The Tianhai Sword Sect's sword techniques are exquisite, but who knows that the Daqian royal family does not have such exquisite sword techniques.
He knew through King Qi's memory that the Dayun royal family had miraculous and secret techniques that could not be known by outsiders.
What's more important is that there are also some secret techniques that have been passed down directly, which can only be practiced by real princes or emperors.
Chu Xiong's cultivation is due to his astonishing qualifications and the profound mental skills of the royal family. It should be a matter of course that he has exquisite martial arts mental skills and coupled with the exquisite martial arts skills.
Although he has never fought against Chu Xiong, he may not be his opponent if he actually fights against him. He still needs to improve his cultivation.
Even if you don't have any profound martial arts skills, you can still crush them from the realm.
The next day he had breakfast, walked around Tianjing, and then returned directly to Lingkong Temple with a magical power.
In Lingkong Temple, Leng Feiqiong was watching a beautiful woman weeding outside her monastery.
The aura in Lingkong Temple is extraordinary, full of vitality, with dense flowers, plants and trees, especially the grass in the fields, which grows at an astonishing rate.
Within a few days I was knee deep.
A gorgeous woman in a red shirt was bending over and hoeing with a hoe. She got up from time to time to wipe her sweat, with a bitter look on her beautiful face.
It can be seen that she is very reluctant to do such a job, but Leng Feiqiong is watching from the side, so she does it even if she is unwilling.
She hoeed for a while, then beat her waist helplessly, straightened up, and said with a grimace: "Master, do you want to hoe everything clean? Why don't you hoe these first, and then continue hoeing tomorrow."
"Tomorrow and tomorrow." Leng Feiqiong said: "Tomorrow you will grow taller, and there will be work tomorrow."
"Alas..." The charming woman sighed: "I came to see you, the master, and I didn't come to hoe weeds."
"Repent?" Leng Feiqiong snorted: "It's not too late to regret now, just go back."
"Master!" the beautiful woman said dissatisfied: "I've already come, how can I leave again!"
"Then stop talking and get to work quickly!" Leng Feiqiong said.
The beautiful woman sighed, grimaced, and slowly hoeed with a look of despair on her face.
"Anyway, these jobs are all yours." Leng Feiqiong said: "If you can't finish it today, you can continue it tomorrow. When you're done, take a rest."
"...Okay." The beautiful woman gritted her teeth, and her movements suddenly accelerated, but she saw the hoe flashed with cold light, and where it passed, weeds fell rustling.
Leng Feiqiong looked at it calmly.
This Zhu Lanxin is lazy and has a habit of cheating and cheating, so she needs to be suppressed.
After a while, Zhu Lanxin had reached the end and removed all the weeds in the field.
She stood on the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief, then stretched for a long time, showing off her amazing body curves.
She turned around and said with a proud smile: "Master, can I rest now?"
"Let's make tea." Leng Feiqiong said.
"Yes." Zhu Lanxin put down the hoe, walked out of the field and came to the stone table, and started to make tea.
When Leng Feiqiong came and sat down, Zhu Lanxin said: "Master, why haven't you seen the holy monk yet?"
"Not urgent."
"Master, are you really becoming your disciple?" Zhu Lanxin lowered her voice, glanced left and right, and said softly: "Is it a fake apprenticeship? Are you deliberately approaching him to take advantage of him?"
Leng Feiqiong glanced at her.
Zhu Lanxin smiled with admiration and said: "The leader is brilliant!"
Leng Feiqiong said lightly: "It's true."
"Really?" Zhu Lanxin said in astonishment: "Really worship him as your teacher? How old is he, and..."
"And what?" Leng Feiqiong said, "You think the master is too young?"
"Yes." Zhu Lanxin nodded quickly.
What she actually wanted to say was that Fa Kong was just a disciple of Daxue Mountain, but the leader was the leader of Tianhai Sword Sect, so the status was not equal.
Leng Feiqiong said: "Don't think nonsense, I am sincere in my apprenticeship, and I am a true master. If you are rude, don't blame me for being cruel!"
"Yes, sir, don't worry." Zhu Lanxin nodded hurriedly: "I will never be rude."
Leng Feiqiong hummed: "If master hadn't pointed it out, your life would have been lost this time. Who would have thought that you would be hunted down!"
Zhu Lanxin's face suddenly changed, and she bit her snow-white teeth: "These guys are really chilling, they are fighting against each other!"
Leng Feiqiong glanced at her sideways and shook her head.
Zhu Lanxin said: "Master, they have really changed now. They are completely different. I don't even recognize them anymore. The whole sect has changed."
"What does it look like?"
"Arrogant!" Zhu Lanxin shook her head and said: "It seems that we are truly the best sect in the world. We look down on the Snow Mountain, look down on the Guangming Holy Sect, and look down on the Dayun Wulin, let alone the Dayong Wulin."
Leng Feiqiong frowned.
Zhu Lanxin curled her red lips with a look of disdain: "You're not even number one in the world, but you're pretending to be the number one in the world. It's really ridiculous!"
"So you ran over here?" Leng Feiqiong said.
Zhu Lanxin said hurriedly: "Master, I miss you and think it's best to stay by your side. Moreover, you are alone in the palace and don't have anyone caring about you. It's really... so I'm here!"
Leng Feiqiong shook his head and laughed.
She absolutely didn't believe this.
However, Zhu Lanxin is indeed his confidant, lazy and slippery, but still reliable at critical moments.
Zhu Lanxin said: "Master, why should I come to see the divine monk? I actually don't really want to see the divine monk that much."
"Don't you want to say thank you?" Leng Feiqiong said, "Master saved your life."
"If I want to thank you, I would like to thank you, Master. The sacred monk saved me because of your face, master. Without you, master, the sacred monk would know who I am." Zhu Lanxin said.
Leng Feiqiong rolled her eyes at her: "You don't have to act like a good boy in front of me."
"I am telling the truth." Zhu Lanxin said dissatisfied: "Master, your words are too hurtful."
Leng Feiqiong hummed: "Master is coming."
Zhu Lanxin quickly cheered up and looked at the door with a bright smile, but did not find Fakong. She suddenly realized that she had been deceived by Leng Feiqiong.
Her smile faded and she turned around to complain to Leng Feiqiong when Fakong had already stepped into the courtyard of the monastery.
The purple gold cassock flutters, but he stands calmly.
Zhu Lanxin felt something strange, turned her head and looked over, smiling like a flower again.