"Impossible!" Faning couldn't believe it and said hurriedly: "Senior brother, the rejuvenation spell is wonderful. If it can save Uncle Lianxue's injury, it can definitely save Senior Sister Ning!"
"It's different." Fakong shook his head: "The Rejuvenation Curse heals diseases quickly, but it's not very good at healing injuries. It's good for injuries that have been lingering for a long time, but there's nothing that can be done about fatal injuries like this."
Fan Ning still couldn't believe it or accept it. Looking at Ning Zhenzhen, who was as motionless as if she was sleeping, she felt that she was even more beautiful.
But there was nothing he could do and he could only watch her die.
This feeling made him angry and painful, and he only regretted that he was incapable of saving Ning Zhenzhen.
Lian Xue raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Fakong, is there really nothing we can do? Is it true that she is going to die from this today?"
Fakong pondered for a moment.
"Is there any hope left?" Faning became more energetic: "Senior brother!"
Fakong said: "Junior brother, go to the cabinet in my bedroom and get a bottle..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fanning had already pressed his shoulders and took him flying towards the wooden house.
Fa Kong was led into the house, shaking his head and not bothering to say anything.
He opened the drawer of a small cabinet beside the bed and found a small jasper gourd inside.
It is about the size of a thumb, exquisite and delicate, with a faint glow.
"Let's go."
As soon as Fakong said these words, his body was suddenly pulled away and returned to Lian Xue like a gust of wind.
Lian Xue sat on the ground and hugged Ning Zhenzhen tightly.
Fakong opened the small jade bottle and poured out a crimson pill the size of a dragon's eye: "These are two elixirs that Master came across by chance. It is said that they can heal people with flesh and bones. It depends on Junior Sister Ning's good fortune."
"The magic pill is useless." Lian Xue said disappointedly.
"Try it." Fakong stuffed the red pill into Ning Zhenzhen's mouth.
Her red lips were pale and slightly opened, just enough to fit inside.
Fa Kong took back the small jade bottle and tapped her cheeks.
In the azure silence and the faint sound of Sanskrit, the nectar branch of the Medicine Buddha trembled slightly.
A soft light rose from the lotus seat, fell on the dew branches, and spread out.
One month of life.
This light focused on his fingers through his mind and was sent to Ning Zhenzhen's body.
Extinguished candles are relit.
Ning Zhenzhen regained her vitality, as weak as a candle in the wind.
Knot the mudra in the sky, close your eyes and recite the rejuvenation mantra softly.
A jade bottle slowly tipped over in the void, and the jade slurry poured directly onto Ning Zhenzhen's body, helping her recover from her injuries.
Lian Xue and Fan Ning watched motionless, breathing as softly as possible for fear of disturbing him.
The power of the Rejuvenation Spell was so strange that it blocked all the holes in Ning Zhenzhen's body, allowing her to retain her vitality and strength.
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An hour later, Fa Kong, Fan Ning, Lian Xue and Ning Zhenzhen were sitting at the table having lunch together.
There are a total of eight dishes and two soups on the table, all delicious and delicious.
Fakong had swallowed the saliva in his mouth several times.
His facial features are far more sensitive than ordinary people, and the unique fragrance of vegetables stimulates him far more strongly than ordinary people.
He didn't expect Lian Xue to have such excellent cooking skills.
Lian Xue personally took a crystal meatball and sent it to Fa Kong's bowl, and gave another one to Fan Ning. She said with a smile: "I really got out of this catastrophe this time. I have to thank Fa Kong for your elixir and Fa Ning."
I'd rather help you and prepare a few side dishes to express my gratitude!"
Faning hurriedly waved his hand: "Uncle Lianxue, I can't help you much."
"Thank you for running around." Lian Xue said with a smile.
Fanning was very embarrassed.
Fakong smiled and said: "Uncle, there is no need to be so polite. Who did Junior Sister Ning meet?"
Ning Zhenzhen's face was pale and charming.
Her dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, and I suddenly felt pity for her beauty.
"Can't you tell me?"
"I don't know what to say." Ning Zhenzhen said thoughtfully: "That guy is about the same age as me, and he looks ordinary."
After resurrecting from the dead, she became much calmer.
"Then what?"
"The swordsmanship is amazing." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and said: "It uses invisible sword energy... I have never seen such a method."
"Invisible sword energy..." Fakong thought thoughtfully.
"Do you know?" Ning Zhenzhen asked.
When it comes to curing diseases and saving people, Fakong is indeed a master, but when it comes to martial arts training and even martial arts knowledge... where did he get his knowledge?
Fakong said: "If we talk about invisible sword energy, it should be Dayong's Divine Sword Peak."
"Divine Sword Peak!" Lian Xue's face changed slightly.
Ning Zhenzhen frowned.
Fakong smiled and said: "Shenjian Peak has not entered the Snow Mountain for more than 20 years. I didn't expect another disciple to come in."
The invisible sword energy is the unique secret technique of Shenjian Peak, which comes from Hui Wen's memory.
In the blue and silent void, the luminous pearl has penetrated into the center of Medicine Buddha's eyebrows and been stored in Medicine Buddha's mind.
He can call upon this memory with just a thought.
With a thought, he transformed into Huiwen and lived a life of one hundred and twenty-two years.
Hui Wen joined the Vajra Temple since she was a child.
I first practiced Little Arhat Boxing, then the Eight Supreme Arts of Vajra, until I reached the second level, hoping to find a better way through Buddhism.
In the end, he still failed to break through the barriers and reach the first level, so he died unwillingly and died at the age of 122.
In the martial arts world, he is the ultimate master in the Shenyuan realm, a martial arts master of a generation.
Hui Wen is a rare genius who became famous at a young age. He participated in the encirclement and suppression of Diao Yuedao's six top masters a hundred years ago, and captured them alive and suppressed them at Ten Thousand Buddhas Peak.
Fakong also understood why he suppressed them at Ten Thousand Buddhas Peak and asked the disciples of Vajra Temple to deliver food instead of killing them directly.
In the final analysis, I still have scruples and dare not kill them.
Once he is killed, Diaoyuedao will be retaliated from all over the world. Even if King Kong Temple can block it, it will be severely damaged.
Diaoyue Dao belongs to one of the six paths of the Demon Sect, and the disciples of the Demon Sect are all crazy in their actions, regardless of the consequences.
In addition to Diao Yue Dao, Hui Wen has also met masters from the Six Paths of the Demon Sect and the other five paths, as well as masters from the Dayong Dynasty.
His life was full of ups and downs but also uneventful.
The ups and downs were a lot of fights and narrow escapes.
There are no waves from the junior disciples of Kongang Temple to the elders. My personal life is ordinary, with almost no changes. I have only two or three friends, that's all.
I don’t fall in love with a woman, I don’t have any earthly or romantic connections, it’s simple and smooth.
"What kind of elixir did Uncle Yuanzhi leave behind?" Ning Zhenzhen recalled her previous experience.
It seemed like I saw a sunny avenue, floating past lightly, but unfortunately I didn't get very far before I was pulled back by an invisible force.
Fakong smiled: "I don't know the name."
The functions of nectar branches must not be spread to outsiders, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
He never fights an unprepared battle. He believes in planning everything beforehand and seeking safety in everything, so he prepared this elixir.
Sure enough, it was used.
"I've never heard of such a magical elixir." Lian Xue nodded lightly.
There are only a few types of elixirs in the world, and they are all top-notch elixirs. The Taiyin Soul-Transforming Pill is already the top one.
But medicine can cure people without death.
No matter how powerful the pill is, it may not be able to save a life.
"It's a pity that I can no longer ask Master." Fakong sighed melancholy.
Seeing him like this, Ning Zhenzhen rolled her eyes.
Her heart of wisdom is bright and perfect, and her heart is like a bright moon, illuminating every detail of the human heart.
Fakong is very weird. She can't see through it at a glance, but she can guess nine out of ten of him through his subtle expressions and temperament.
This is intentional so that no one will ask more questions.
That Divine Sword Peak disciple was protected by invisible power, and he couldn't see through his thoughts.
But at that time, my wisdom mind was not perfect. If it were as perfect as it is now, I should be able to see through it.
Fa Kong is a bit weirder. Looking at his thoughts is like looking at the moon in the water. At first glance, there is a shadow, but when you look at it again, you can't see it clearly.
Lian Xin looked at the empty expression and couldn't bear to ask any more questions, so she changed the topic: "This time is too dangerous. How could the disciples of Shenjian Peak come to our Snowy Mountain?"
"He has this on him." Ning Zhenzhen took out a small sword from Luo Xiu and handed it to Fakong.
Fakong took it over.
Although the sword is only the size of a palm, it weighs heavily on the hand.
The scabbard is dark green, the tassel is purple gold, and the vicissitudes of life reveal elegance and elegance.
Although the sword is small, its momentum is extraordinary.
He weighed the small sword, pulled it out gently, and stopped suddenly.
He pulled it out again, but still couldn't pull out the sword.
"Junior brother."
"Yes." Faning took the small sword and pulled it out hard. His face suddenly turned red, but he still didn't pull it out.
He took a deep breath, the monk's robe slowly puffed up, his eyes widened and he pulled it out with all his might, finally pulling out the small sword.
The blade of the sword was dark and dull, and the blade seemed to have no sharp edge.
Fakong took it and waved it gently, as if it were carved from a piece of charcoal.
It's obviously very heavy, but it feels light when swung.
He had never felt so weird.
Ning Zhenzhen smiled brightly: "I gave this sword to you as a thank you for your life-saving grace."
Fakong glanced at her.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "Don't want it?"
"Really?"
"certainly!"
"Then I'll accept it." Fakong returned the sword to its sheath.
Ning Zhenzhen pursed her lips and smiled softly.
Fakong knew that she was laughing at his low cultivation. Even if he got the sword, he couldn't pull it out. He couldn't keep the sword unsheathed, right?
Fakong handed it to Lian Xue: "Uncle Master, does he know the origin of this sword?"
Lian Xuebai glanced at Ning Zhenzhen and shook her head helplessly.
This girl is still not convinced that she owes someone her life, and she wants to keep fighting.
She took it and looked at it carefully. After tapping it a few times, she heard a clicking sound. She took the chopsticks and tried the edge of the sword. It was indeed sharp.
In the end she shook her head, not recognizing it.
Fakong smiled and looked at Ning Zhenzhen: "If I read it correctly, this should be the Heavenly Punishment Sword."
"The Heavenly Punishment Sword?"
Ning Zhenzhen, Lian Xue and Faning all shook their heads.
Fakong smiled and sheathed his sword, stuffing it back into his sleeve: "Come, eat. When you're full, I want to see the disciples of Divine Sword Peak."
"What's the point of seeing a dead person? If you want to revive him, that's impossible, right?"
"No matter how effective the elixir is, there is nothing you can do if the corpse is cold."
"Then what are you looking at?"
"Just take a look."
"Just take a look!" Ning Zhenzhen snorted.
Lian Xue kicked her under the table.
Ning Zhenzhen suddenly smiled like a flower, drank a cup of tea and offered a cup to Fa Kong to express his gratitude, and Fa Kong accepted it calmly.
She offered Faning another drink, and Faning drank it down with a red face.
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"right here?"
In the sunset, a group of four people stopped in a pine forest and stood in front of a pile of new soil.
The slanting light shines through the branches and leaves on this pile of yellow soil and on a bunch of red wild flowers above.
This bouquet of wild flowers is as red as flames.
"That's it."
"Did you bury it?"
Ning Zhenzhen looked around, his beautiful eyes burning brightly.
Fakong said: "Junior brother, be careful."
Faning was suddenly nervous, his fat face tightened, and he looked around.
At the same time, his left hand was put on Fakong's shoulder, the monk's robe bulged like a ball, and the strong energy enveloped the two of them.
Lian Xue and Ning Zhenzhen's backs were against each other, their bright eyes narrowed, leaving only a thin line, and they captured the surroundings with their peripheral vision.
Fakong formed a seal with his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and moved his lips slightly.
Fanning suddenly felt a wave of coolness pouring down on his head, and the tension and anxiety in his mind disappeared instantly.
He was calm and his mind was turning.
Then he turned around slightly, with his back facing the two women.
The three of them then guarded one direction to guard against sneak attacks.
Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue soon had the same feeling. Coolness lingered in their minds, their thoughts moved faster, and their feelings became more sensitive.
They knew this was the blessing of the Pure Heart Mantra.
A young man in a yellow robe slowly walked out of the woods. His face was sallow, as if he had liver and gallbladder disease.
He was thin, strong, handsome, and stared at Ning Zhenzhen with gloomy eyes.
Fa Kong was thoughtful.
Lian Xue and Fan Ning's cultivation levels are both inferior to Ning Zhenzhen's, so why is this person so sure to be Ning Zhenzhen's killer?