"What do you mean by Mr. Murong's words?" Chu Xiang frowned and looked at him: "How can I control where Master Fakong is going?"
He heard the disbelief in Master Murong's words, and said with a serious expression: "I want to save him more than you, Mr. Murong!"
Master Murong was puzzled.
Chu Xiang snorted: "Why was he able to enter the Green-clothed Foreign Affairs Department? Without my nod, how could he have entered? According to what he did, he would have been dealt with by the Shenwu Mansion!"
He nodded to this matter.
In order to destroy Huangquan Valley and take revenge on Dayong, Wang Qingshan's ability to cover the sky and the sun was needed, otherwise he would not care about Wang Qingshan's life and death at all.
As for Wang Qingshan's provocation of Ning Zhenzhen and Fakong, Chu Xiang didn't know about it. He was a great master but had no magical powers.
Master Murong's expression softened.
He knew that someone was interested in Wang Qingshan, so Wang Qingshan could enter the Green Clothes Foreign Affairs Department, otherwise the incident last time would have been enough for the court to deal with Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan was still too young, ambitious but unaware of the dangers of the world, lacking a sense of awe. He thought that he could be unscrupulous and unscrupulous by practicing the power of covering the sky and the sun. He did not know how terrifying the power of the imperial court was.
"It's difficult for you to find Master Fakong."
"He's always in the city, right? ... Then I'll forgive you for being rude and shouting a few words."
"...may not be in the city." Chu Xiang frowned in thought, recalling the previous conversation with Fakong, and finally shook his head: "It is even possible that he has returned to the Vajra Temple. It seems that he mentioned that he wanted to go back and take a look."
Fakong had mentioned before that when the victims returned to their hometowns, he also missed the Vajra Temple and wanted to go back to his own medicine valley.
Chu Xiang didn't ask much, just thought he mentioned it casually.
Now that I think about it, it's not impossible.
"Go back to the Snow Mountain?!" Master Murong said slowly with a gloomy face, "Is he hiding from me?"
"Mr. Murong, you really dare to think about it." Chu Xiang laughed.
He knew it in his heart.
Master Murong's guess was correct, Master Fakong was probably hiding from Master Murong.
With Master Fakong's magical power, it was not difficult for Master Murong to find him.
But why?
Why did Master Fakong have to stand by and not save this Wang Qingshan?
Wang Qingshan is about revenge against Dayong. Once Wang Qingshan is dead, how can he sneak into Dayong to take revenge?
More importantly, how to escape after revenge?
Should we send dead soldiers there?
Unless absolutely necessary, we will never send dead soldiers.
But Master Fakong will never refuse to save someone without any reason. There must be a reason. As for what the reason is, there is no way to know now.
Master Murong also felt suspicious.
But it was such a coincidence that I always almost found him but never found him, and I had to go back to the Snowy Mountains today.
"Master Fakong has always been like this." Chu Xiang shook his head and said: "I like to walk around and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the world. It's not like this today. It can only be said to be an accident... Wang Qingshan has no other choice?
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"Having taken the Wanling Guiyuan Pill, the most powerful elixir of our Chenghai Dao, his heart has been broken. No matter how powerful the pill is, it can't hold him back much." Master Murong shook his head.
The elixir kept his vitality alive, as if it provided another heart, allowing the blood and breath to continue flowing.
However, the power of the elixir was not enough to restore his heart, it could only maintain his immortality. Once the elixir's effect expired, he would die.
The Ten Thousand Spirits Returning Pill is the most powerful elixir in Chenghai Road. It can hold your breath for an hour even if you are on the verge of death.
But there is a disadvantage. You can only take one pill, and it will be useless if you take another pill.
He lowered his head and looked at Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan's injury is too serious. I'm afraid the All Souls Returning Pill won't last for an hour. Should I just watch Wang Qingshan die?
After all, this is still my responsibility.
His mission is to protect Wang Qingshan.
After all, Wang Qingshan's behavior is so hateful that it may provoke others to murder him.
Especially the Snow Mountain Sect.
The bald donkeys of the Snow Mountain Sect may seem kind-hearted, but their tactics are very dark. You can see the fate of Mei Sihai and Mei Sanbian.
Wang Qingshan offended the Snow Mountain Sect. The Snow Mountain Sect may not care about the majesty of the imperial court. What if it must maintain the dignity of the Snow Mountain Sect?
It's just that as a Grand Master, he has to guard against Grand Masters. There is no need to pay too much attention to the Grand Masters.
There is no reason why Wang Qingshan is so arrogant. He has keen senses and unparalleled light skills. Masters below the Grand Master pose no threat to him.
I never expected that these six Shen Yuan realm masters were so good at hiding their auras that they thought they were from the Earth Yuan realm.
When he got close, he suddenly broke out, entangled himself for a moment, and took the opportunity to assassinate Wang Qingshan.
No matter how powerful Wang Qingshan's Qinggong was, he could not avoid their assassination.
This is obviously a professional assassin and definitely not a master of the Snow Mountain Sect.
When he came to his senses, Wang Qingshan had already been seriously injured. He hurriedly gave him a Ten Thousand Spirits Returning Pill, but he could only do his best.
He already knew in his heart that Wang Qingshan could not be saved.
Daluo Jinxian couldn't save him when he came down to earth. He was just waiting for death. In fact, he shouldn't have given him the All Souls Returning Pill, which would have only increased his pain.
It is far more painful to die like this than to wake up and know that you will definitely die and wait for death.
But there are always eventualities in everything.
This kid Wang Qingshan has some luck, otherwise he wouldn't be able to practice the sky-shielding and sun-shielding skill, and he wouldn't be able to obtain such amazing lightness skills.
Sure enough, there was still a glimmer of hope. Monk Fakong was able to save him.
But Monk Fakong was nowhere to be found. It was simply out of control, as if Monk Fakong knew that he was looking for him and was deliberately hiding from him.
Could it be that someone tipped off the news?
He immediately thought of Monk Huiling, and his face suddenly darkened. When he left Guanyun Tower, had Huiling been one step ahead?
"Your Majesty, is there anyone looking for Fakong?"
"No." Chu Xiang shook his head, frowned and looked into the distance, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to find Master Fakong for a while. He may have returned to the Vajra Temple."
"How could it be such a coincidence!" Master Murong always felt that Fa Kong was avoiding him.
No reason, but that's what I think.
It is the unique spiritual awareness of the great master.
"Otherwise, go to the Vajra Temple to find him?" Chu Xiang said, "But Master Fakong's Qinggong is extremely high, and you may not be able to catch up with him."
Master Murong said in a deep voice: "If he is still in the city, wouldn't it mean that I would be further and further away from him when I go to the Vajra Temple?"
"Otherwise, you should go back to the outer courtyard to see if he is there. If not, you should go back to the Vajra Temple."
"...Okay!" Master Murong nodded slowly, his face as gloomy as iron.
There is no other way now, hope lies in Fa Kong.
But this feeling is too oppressive.
It’s been a long time since I felt like I was being led around by someone’s nose. If Fakong was really avoiding me, then I was being walked around now!
When he thought of this, he was filled with rage and murderous intent.
Chu Xiang frowned and looked at him, and said calmly: "Mr. Murong is dissatisfied with Master Fakong?"
"Your Majesty, farewell." Master Murong calmed down his expression, regained his composure, nodded gently, and left.
Chu Xiang said: "Wait a minute."
Master Murong stopped and looked at Chu Xiang.
Chu Xiang looked at him calmly and said calmly: "Mr. Murong, Master Fakong is my benefactor. I hope Mr. Murong remembers this. I will never allow my savior to be bullied or even killed."
Master Murong showed a smile: "Your Majesty, your words are serious."
Master Murong's figure turned into a wisp of smoke and floated away.
Yue Minghui came to Chu Xiang and said with a smile: "The prince is like Master Fakong..."
"If you could solve that catastrophe, I would do the same to you!" Chu Xiang gave him a sidelong glance.
Yue Minghui said: "Hey, how can I have the magical power of Master Fakong?"
"Then talk less and do more!" Chu Xiang snorted: "Check who is behind these monks!"
"This..." Yue Minghui hesitated.
Chu Xiang said coldly: "Why, you don't dare to check?"
"...I obey!" Yue Minghui gritted his teeth, packed his fists heavily, turned around and strode away.
——
Master Murong turned into a ray of light and shadow, passing over the city head, passing over the roof, and landed directly in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.
It was already dusk and the lanterns were starting to turn on.
Four lanterns were hung on the door of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, which illuminated it brightly, especially the golden plaque on it glittered.
The four small characters "Siyuan Jushi" are particularly clear.
Just as Master Murong was about to speak, Monk Huiling had already jumped down and frowned: "Old Murong, why are you here again?"
"Fakong is back?"
"No, no." Monk Huiling waved his hand and glanced at Wang Qingshan, who was dying: "Why bother? Let him talk about his unfinished business. It would be great to go on the journey in peace."
"Hui——Ling——!" Master Murong's face was gloomy and he stared at him.
Monk Huiling curled his lips and said: "Wealth and honor are in heaven, life and death are determined by fate, and this is his fate."
Master Murong's eyes narrowed slightly: "Fakong is really not here?"
"Why are you lying to me?" Monk Huiling said: "It's a meritorious deed to be able to save someone. It's a pity that this little guy doesn't have this life. There's nothing we can do about it. Alas... No one can resist death. Don't you think so, Murong?
Old man?"
Master Murong's face was as gloomy as iron, and he was about to rush in in a flash, but Monk Huiling stood in the way: "What are you doing!?"
Master Murong said coldly: "Get out of the way!"
"You want to forcefully break into my Vajra Temple?!" Monk Huiling's eyes widened, and his face sank: "Old Murong, who gave you the face!"
"Give or not?"
"No!"
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Don't blame me for being ruthless if you dare to take action!"
"Huiling, if Qingshan dies, you, the disciples of Vajra Temple, will pay for it!"
"Hey, what a joke!" Monk Huiling said disdainfully: "Could it be that my disciples from the Vajra Temple killed this kid? You don't go to the murderer to apologize, but you want to go to the rescuer to apologize. You Chenghai Dao are quite capable!"
"Uncle Huiling Master, what are you doing?" Fakong's voice suddenly sounded. He was wearing a fluttering purple gold cassock and was coming slowly from Suzaku Avenue, walking calmly.
Lin Feiyang followed behind him.
I kept shaking my head in my mind.
The monk was really baffled. He turned around here and there, and even walked around outside the city, and looked at the scenery for a while at the top of a mountain.
The sun has set and it's so gray that you can't see anything. What scenery is there to see?
Now that I finally came back, I encountered this problem.
He was in high spirits and came to Monk Huiling. He chuckled and said, "Old monk, is there someone in trouble?"
His eyes had been fixed on Master Murong and he felt threatened.
Master Murong's aura was at full strength. In Fa Kong's eyes, the halo behind his head was as bright as the bright moon. Lin Feiyang couldn't see the halo, but he could also feel Master Murong's astonishing aura.
Fakong said: "What are you two doing?...Hmm -? Wang Qingshan? Who is harming him?"
Master Murong glared over: "Fakong?"
Fakong Heshi: "The poor monk Fakong, I wonder who Mr. Fakong is...?"
"Hey, Master Murong, the great master of Chenghai Dao, is not a good person." Monk Huiling snorted: "I want you to save this little guy."
"Amitabha." Fa Kongheshi announced the Buddha's name with a look of compassion on his face: "The poor monk came a step too late. This prince has already expired and died, Amitabha!"
Master Murong looked down and saw that he was arguing with Huiling just now, but he didn't realize that Wang Qingshan had expired.
Lin Feiyang suddenly realized and looked at Fa Kong with a look of compassion on his face.
He finally understood.
Master Murong lowered his head and said nothing, motionless.
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