The breeze comes slowly from the vast lake, which is indescribably refreshing.
The bodies that sank to the bottom of the lake did not disturb his mood.
It will not float up like a normal carcass, but will continue to sink until it is completely eaten by the fish.
Xu Qingluo also stood beside him, admiring the lotus flowers on the lake, silently saying nothing.
She is born with a strong spirit. With the practice of Void Fetal Breath Sutra, she has become more sensitive to people's hearts and understands others' thoughts.
After a long while, Fakong said: "Let's go."
Xu Qingluo pulled up his sleeve.
The purple gold cassock was billowing and rolling, and Fa Kong's feet remained motionless, as if he were walking against the waves.
The two quickly entered Mingzhou City and passed by the state government office.
A group of young men in purple robes had already surrounded the Yamen.
What he saw in his mind's eye was that the magistrate, Tongzhi and Tongjian were surrounded by six young men in purple robes.
The three of them were trapped and still fighting, attacking with all their might.
The three people's backs were against each other, forming a small formation, taking care of each other, and even for a moment they didn't lose.
The six young men in purple robes also attacked fiercely and refused to give in to each other.
The cultivation levels of the six of them are not inferior to those of the other three, but the three of them use a strategy of perish together.
In order to avoid their own casualties, and because they were worried that they might use the deadly move at any time, the Kunshan Holy Cult's move was too sinister and too powerful.
"Master, the Shenwu Mansion has been dispatched. They are finished." Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "This time, my father is completely safe."
Fakong nodded.
"Master Fakong!" Zhao Jiping, among a group of young people in purple robes, suddenly titheed from a distance and greeted loudly.
His expression was respectful and affectionate, and there was no dissatisfaction as before.
After seeing Fakong's methods, he completely understood what was high and low, what was level, and what was despair.
His mentality completely changed: Even if he practiced hard all his life, he still could not reach this level. Why should he be dissatisfied?
Isn’t it natural to surrender to strength and respect supernatural powers?
Fa Konghe even smiles.
Zhao Jiping pushed aside his companions and came to Fa Kong. He Shi smiled and said, "The master is also in Mingzhou."
"Come here to play." Fakong nodded: "Since there is something going on here, let me say goodbye."
"Master, don't be anxious." Zhao Jiping said hurriedly: "The Marquis is fighting with someone inside. Master, please wait for a moment. If the Marquis knows that the Master is coming but fails to greet him or tell him, he will definitely scold me."
Fa Kong smiled.
Zhao Jiping chuckled twice and said sheepishly: "Of course, we also hope that the master will protect us. After all, with the master here, we are full of confidence."
Fakong smiled and said, "Donor Zhao is magnanimous."
He saw in his mind that the three people who were struggling suddenly exploded into a blood mist with a "bang" and swallowed up a hundred meters in radius in an instant.
Everyone who had been vigilant retreated quickly.
However, some people still failed to dodge in time and were stained by the blood mist.
As soon as the blood mist touches the skin, it becomes pitted and the appearance is instantly disfigured.
In pain, they couldn't help but scream.
Fa Kong stood here and could hear the painful screams inside even if he didn't use his eyesight.
The screams also contained anger and surprise.
They all know how powerful this move of the Holy Cult of Kunshan is. Once it is stained by the blood mist, it will not stop until death.
There were at least a dozen Shenwu Palace disciples who died under the blood mist, and they were all hopeless. Not every one of them had the good luck in Shenjing City.
But this is Mingzhou. If they can't wait to rush back to Shenjing to seek help from Master Fakong, they will definitely die on the way. How can they not be frightened and angry.
The three people stained with blood mist included the military prince Fan Chenguang.
He had been carefully guarding against this move, but he still couldn't guard against it. The secret techniques used by these three people were more concealed and more sudden, and suddenly exploded, making it impossible to guard against.
"Master!" Zhao Jiping looked at Fakong eagerly and bowed deeply: "I hope Master will have mercy!"
Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong.
Fakong closed his eyes and formed a seal with his hands.
Fan Chenguang and the others, who had just suppressed their screams, suddenly noticed something strange. A warm force poured straight into their bodies from Baihui point, filling their internal organs instantly.
Suddenly, the vitality surged, instantly overwhelming the cold force that was invading and destroying the body.
The power of the blood mist is as cold as thousands of years of ice and can freeze people to death, but now it is completely washed away in an instant.
A steady stream of warm power is pouring into the body, strengthening the body, and the internal organs are soon in the best state, even in an extraordinary state.
As a result, various organs began to operate at high speed, and the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and lungs were all operating at several times the normal speed.
The skin grows rapidly, the wound begins to scab, then begins to close, and then the scab recedes and returns to its original appearance.
In a short period of time, they all recovered as before.
The previous injury seemed like a nightmare, and there was still pain in the body, but it had recovered as before.
"Master Fakong!" Fan Chenguang blurted out without hesitation.
The faces of several middle-aged men who were watching the battle turned gloomy. They hated the cruelty of the Kunshan Holy Cult disciples and also hated them for not living up to expectations.
It's been so long since I've been able to capture it, but it happened to be captured by the opponent. I'm about to lose three good players right before my eyes.
Unexpectedly, everything suddenly returned to normal in the blink of an eye, as fast as a magic trick, which made them doubt their own eyes.
Fan Chenguang hurriedly floated out of the hall, ran out of the door, and came to Zhao Jiping: "But Master Fakong is here?"
"Junhou, the master has just left." Zhao Jiping said with emotion: "He saved our brothers from Shenwu Mansion once again."
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Fan Chenguang looked into the distance, but Fakong and Xu Qingluo were nowhere to be seen.
"Maybe I don't want to hear the words of thanks." Zhao Jiping shook his head and sighed: "It's really the style of an eminent monk."
Fan Chenguang looked at him strangely.
Zhao Jiping smiled and said: "Marquis, I was ignorant before, but now I realize that strange people really do strange things and cannot be treated with common sense."
"You finally figured it out." Fan Chenguang patted him on the shoulder, returned to the hospital, and told the others the news.
"Master Fakong's Buddhist mantras are really wonderful and miraculous!" A handsome middle-aged man said gently: "Without him this time, three generals would have been lost."
"It would be great if Master Fakong was from our Shenwu Mansion."
"Haha, Lao Ge, what are you dreaming about? Master Fakong is a disciple of the Vajra Temple, or the abbot of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, and he has the title of Dharma Master conferred by the emperor. What can you do to attract people to the Shenwu Mansion?"
"How about martial arts secrets?"
"The martial arts in the Vajra Temple are profound enough. Apart from the secrets of our Shenwu Palace, apart from the miraculous skills of the Zhenfu, what else can compare to the Eight Supreme Arts of the Vajra?"
"...Then some treasures?"
"Lao Ge, what kind of treasure do you think can make Master Fakong fall in love?" Junyi, a middle-aged man, shook his head and said with a smile: "Besides, how can Master Fakong be bought with treasures?"
"What should we do?"
"Master Fakong's Buddhist mantras cannot be used for personal use. It is indeed a waste of natural resources. We still have to find a way."
"Why don't you ask the Palace Master to find a solution?"
"Even if you can't live in the government, if you can ask for help, that's enough."
"This is a good idea and very practical. It's not as ambitious as Lao Ge."
"Exchanging treasures for Master Fakong's help is a normal courtesy exchange," someone suggested: "We can't let Master Fakong help in vain. I believe Master Fakong will agree."
"Meng Sima, you can first ask Master Fakong to join the Shenwu Mansion. If you don't agree, then you can offer treasures in exchange for his help, and you will probably agree."
"Lao Ge, this is a good idea. Nine times out of ten, I can agree with it."
"...Okay, your ideas are all good, but the Dharma Master requires the Palace Master to negotiate in person, and I, the Sima, are far from enough."
"That's true."
Fa Kong was thoughtful.
He didn't walk very fast. He was still looking over there and heard their words.
If Shenwu Mansion really wanted to exchange treasures for his help, would he agree or not?
That depends on what kind of treasure it is.
Shenwu Mansion must have some rare treasures in the world, and there may be unexpected gains.
He thought as he walked.
Xu Qingluo had been thinking about it, and then she said: "Master, it seems that the imperial court has nothing to do with the Holy Cult of Kunshan."
"how you said that?"
"Master, look, their Shenwu Mansion came to catch one, and then committed suicide. They didn't ask anything. If they didn't ask, they wouldn't know any other news, and they wouldn't be able to find other Kunshan Holy Cult disciples, right?"
"The Forbidden Palace has a way to identify the disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult."
"The offerings are limited. It's impossible to patrol all over the world, right? How long will it take?"
"Um."
"Relying on the priests to investigate is not the way to go."
"What good ideas do you have?" Fakong smiled.
"We still need to instigate rebellion." Xu Qingluo's big eyes flashed: "It would be much faster if we could instigate one or several senior officials of Kunshan Holy Cult and get the list."
"It's not that easy." Fakong shook his head.
Once a disciple of the Holy Cult of Kunshan commits suicide and his soul is gone, his Great Light Spell will be useless and he will not be able to read his memory.
But if you really want to help, you can kill them directly and use the immobilizing spell to prevent them from committing suicide and read their memories.
But he really didn't want to cause this trouble, so he left it to the court.
It is impossible for such a huge court to have hidden dragons and crouching tigers without solutions.
What he is more concerned about now is Master Murong's Memory Pearl, and now he has finally reached the point where he can give it a try.
He wanted to start as soon as he returned to the outer courtyard.
When the two returned to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, it was not as lively as they had imagined. There was still a long queue of pilgrims in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.
But such a long dragon is not the same thing as the long dragon they imagined.
Lin Feiyang was very proud. After serving the tea, he chuckled and said: "There are some guys who want to take advantage, so I throw them out directly. They only give rejuvenation spells to seriously ill patients and drink magical water to seriously ill patients, and the rest go away!"
"Uncle Lin, you didn't start a fight?" Xu Qingluo said in surprise.
"Hey, little Qingluo," Lin Feiyang smiled proudly: "They don't have the guts!"
"It's not my help!" Monk Huiling jumped down from the bell-ringing beam and glanced sideways at Lin Feiyang: "Xiao Linzi, you really dare to brag!"
"Without the old monk, we really can't suppress them." Lin Feiyang laughed and said: "There are really some guys who didn't take advantage of them enough. After being thrown out, they lined up again, time and time again. I really wanted to kill them.
His dog’s legs were broken!”
Faning brought Zhou Yang over.
When Zhou Yang saw Xu Qingluo coming back, he only glanced at her lightly and snorted, with a rather cold expression.
Xu Qingluo smiled and saluted Faning.
Fan Ning smiled and said: "The rejuvenation spell has been released. They are all seriously ill, and some are seriously injured. There is also our water. Fortunately, senior brother, the one you blessed is a copper vat, otherwise it would not be enough."
He felt that those who crowded over wanted to drink this magical water.
PS: The fourth one may be later, probably around ten o'clock.