"What are you trying?" Xu Qingluo became more and more curious.
Fakong said: "Can you give it more strength?"
He took out the Hidden Dragon Pendant from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Qingluo.
As soon as Xu Qingluo touched it, she immediately felt a strange force entering her body and instantly taking up positions in thirty-six acupuncture points on her body.
It is as if thirty-six lakes have been opened in the body, and then connected to each other through meridians to form rivers, and the power circulates endlessly among the thirty-six acupuncture points.
She closed her big eyes and carefully sensed this power and movement route, and suddenly she felt familiar. It was the power of the Void Fetal Breathing Meridian.
The spiritual power of the Void Fetal Breath Sutra is the power engine of the Qianlong Pei, driving the operation of the Qianlong Jue.
She tried to move the energy herself and follow the flow of this power.
"Wow!" She suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Fakong looked at her with a smile.
"Master..." Xu Qingluo looked at him with a bitter look on her face.
She knew that Fakong must have done it on purpose. He didn't tell her in advance that he couldn't practice this forcefully, and he deliberately wanted to make a fool of himself.
Fakong said: "It's not time for you to practice this yet. Let's talk about it first."
"Is this the Hidden Dragon Technique?"
"Um."
"Sure enough, it's insidious enough." Xu Qingluo hummed and stopped trying to practice. Instead, she tried to concentrate her energy on Yu Perry.
As soon as her spirit came into contact with the jade pendant, it was ejected.
She continued to inject unconvinced, and after several times, her face turned pale.
Only then did she realize that the gap between her own spiritual power and that of Fakong was as big as an ant and a mountain.
She became completely honest and said curiously: "Master, do you want to replenish Yu Perry's mental power through this place?"
She was struggling for a while and had already figured out the operating principle of the Qianlong Pendant.
Through special means, mental power and the power of the Hidden Dragon Technique are poured into the jade pendant, and then act on the person holding the Hidden Dragon Pendant.
The power of Hidden Dragon Technique does not increase, decrease or be consumed. What is consumed is mental power.
So if you want to supplement, you need to supplement your mental strength.
Fakong nodded and pointed to the position of the Tiantian Gate: "Stick it up and try."
Xu Qingluo held the Qianlong Pei in her left hand, and pressed the stone of Nantianmen with her right palm. A stream of clear and sweet power flowed into the Qianlong Pei.
Qian Long Pei is rapidly becoming brighter. It's like being immersed in water,
After a while, she felt that it was full and took back her palm. She lowered her head and looked at the Qianlong Pendant. It had a clear luster and even had a slight shaking feeling. She raised her head and looked at Fakong.
Fakong stretched out his hand and made a move.
The Qianlong Pendant flew into his hand.
He smacked his lips.
Xu Qingluo blinked her big eyes and understood what Fa Kong meant. She stretched out her right palm and pressed the Nantian Gate again. However, she didn't feel anything strange, only a vague sense of vastness.
"The hidden dragon pendant is the foundation," Fakong said: "The most correct way is to stick the jade pendant on the stone."
"Master, even if the jade pendant is not attached to a stone, it can still receive power."
"There will be losses."
"Would it be faster to put on a jade pendant?"
"It's natural."
"This is really a wonderful idea." Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong with admiration. She had never thought of this idea.
Fakong smiled.
This is the charging pile of the previous life. It is a very simple idea. The difficult thing is how to realize it. It involves many secret techniques and wisdom. It is the culmination of many of his current martial arts accomplishments and magical skills.
"This will become the main battlefield." Fakong looked up at the blue sky, dotted with several white clouds.
Two small black dots moved faintly among these white clouds.
"Is the fight really going to start?" Xu Qingluo's eyes suddenly brightened, staring at him, excited and worried at the same time.
Fakong glanced at the mountain peak opposite.
The peaks on the opposite side are three to four hundred meters apart. Even withered yellow bamboos are all over the mountain. When a gust of wind blows, the bamboo forest surges like turbid waves.
Xu Qingluo said: "Is there anyone?"
"Well, someone has been watching us." Fakong said, "I can't hold myself back anymore."
He suddenly let go of his momentum.
The aura of the second-level peak surged out, grabbed Xu Qingluo, and turned into a purple-gold light and shot over.
In the sea of bamboo, a white shadow shot out and disappeared from the sight of Fa Kong and Xu Qingluo in the blink of an eye.
The two stopped, stood on the bamboo tops, and looked at the direction in which the middle-aged man in white disappeared: "Master, is this a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult?"
"Um."
"Isn't this Qinggong so amazing?" Xu Qingluo said in surprise: "It's only a little worse than Uncle Lin."
"If you are not good at Qinggong, you will not be sent to do such a thing." Fakong said.
Xu Qingluo said worriedly: "If there are a few more people who are as good at Qinggong, Master may not be able to hold on."
If they took advantage of Master's unsteady footing to launch a sneak attack, would Fakong be able to withstand such amazing light skills and body skills?
Fakong smiled: "Let's go."
When he returned to his small courtyard, he found that Chu Ling was weeding in the pagoda garden with Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu and others.
When the divine water irrigates the ground, the vegetables will grow vigorously, and so will the grass. The grass will even grow more vigorously than the vegetables, and the grass will have to be hoeed in a few days.
Fan Ning mainly focused on the Medicine Valley and would go there in two days, so the weeding work here was left to Zhou Yang.
Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu also want to help.
Seeing Fakong coming back, Chu Ling clapped her hands and ran away.
She came to Fakong, looked him up and down, and looked at Xu Qingluo: "Qingluo, where did you go to play?"
Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "If you go outside the city, the scenery is very different from inside the city."
"Wait for me next time." Chu Ling looked at Fa Kong.
Fakong shook his head and refused, and said with a smile: "Your Highness still dares to come, aren't you afraid that Prince Xin will get angry?"
"Don't mention it!" Chu Lingtong showed an angry look and snorted: "Brother Ninth is so unreasonable. He actually went to complain to the Queen Mother and the Imperial Grandmother. I was taught a lesson and my head was about to explode from the nagging."
Fakong said: "Then your highness, do you still drink?"
Chu Ling snorted: "I only promised not to get drunk, but I didn't promise not to drink. It's okay to drink less."
Fakong said: "If I let you drink again, not to mention Prince Xin's dissatisfaction, the Queen and the Queen Mother will come over and scold me."
"Are you scared?"
"Well, I'm really scared."
"So you don't want to drink with me anymore?"
"Your Highness, our fate of drinking has ended."
"You, the eminent monk, are really timid and afraid of getting into trouble." Chu Ling said with a look of disdain: "My mother and the emperor's grandmother can't do anything to you. Don't forget that you have a title and a plaque handwritten by the emperor himself."
"If I drink with you again, Your Highness, I'm afraid the plaque and title will be taken back."
"Impossible." Chu Ling waved her jade hand.
She felt that Fa Kong was joking.
But Fakong didn't mean to joke at all. It looked like child's play, but it was really not child's play.
Fakong said: "If we drink together again, in the eyes of the queen and the queen mother, I will be a wicked person who seduces you into corruption. How can I forgive you lightly?"
"The queen mother and the imperial grandmother admire you very much."
"That's not the case." Fakong shook his head: "If I lead you astray, then I will not be an eminent monk, but an evil monk. My magical powers are not vast, but witchcraft. In short, I need to be dealt with."
"The more you talk, the more inexplicable it becomes." Chu Ling laughed.
Fakong said sternly: "This is no joke. We won't drink alcohol today. Let's drink tea instead."
"What's the taste of drinking tea?" Chu Ling said dissatisfied: "I just drank some fine wine."
"Why don't we go to two teahouses today and compare them carefully so that we can appreciate the beauty of tea."
"Isn't the tribute tea in the palace better than that in those teahouses?" Chu Ling said disdainfully: "It tastes just as bad."
"When I first started drinking the wine, it was nothing but spicy. But in the end, it tasted just as wonderful?" Fakong said.
Xu Qingluo looked at Chu Ling with a pleading look in her big eyes.
She knew that the master would not agree with her, and if he didn't agree, it would be useless no matter how much she begged or acted coquettishly.
But Chu Ling fell for his own tricks.
Sure enough, when Chu Ling saw how pitiful she was, she said, "Qing Luo will come with us... let's just go with Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu."
Xu Qingluo immediately cheered and looked at Fa Kong pitifully.
Chu Ling said: "I agreed."
"Okay." Fakong nodded: "Don't make trouble."
"Master, don't worry!" Xu Qingluo immediately ran out with joy to tell Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang the good news.
A group of people left the outer courtyard and came to the Guanyu Restaurant on Zhuque Avenue, which was the teahouse next to Guanyun Tower.
After entering, listening to the sound of the cong and the piano, and savoring the faint fragrance of tea, several people had expressions of solemnity and intoxication on their faces.
After having three cups of tea, everyone left the Guanyu Tower.
"Master, the tea here seems not as good as that in our temple." Xu Qingluo lowered her voice and turned to look at Guanyu Tower.
Guanyu Tower is indeed a good place to find tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle.
It's a pity that tea doesn't work.
Not just tea, but water too.
The tea in the outer courtyard of Konggang Temple is tribute tea, which was given by the two heirs of King Yi and King Ying, Princess Xu Miaoru and Princess Jingbei.
The water in the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple is sacred water.
The combination of the two is not something that can be compared with other teahouses outside.
But Guanyu Tower also has its own unique features. Listening to the sound of the piano and the music of the piano while drinking tea makes you feel extraordinarily calm and peaceful.
Of course, this taste is not as good as the Pure Heart Curse.
But it is already a rare enjoyment.
Fakong looked at Chu Ling: "What do you think, Your Highness?"
"What Sister Qingluo said is true. It is indeed not as good as the tea in your temple."
"Then let's go to the next one."
"Forget it, let's go back and have tea. I'll have someone bring a piano over, and I'll play it for fun."
"This is good." Xu Qingluo clapped her hands hurriedly.
Chu Ling clapped her hands.
A handsome young man in purple robe fluttered over, bowed and saluted: "Your Highness."
"Bring the Qingluan Qin from my palace to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple."
"yes."
The young man in purple robe respectfully agreed, and quietly slipped into the crowd with his feet lightly touching the ground.
When they slowly strolled back to the temple, the young man in purple robe was already waiting outside the gate of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple with an ebony-colored guqin in his arms.
He presented the piano to Chu Ling with both hands.
Chu Ling took it and took a look at it first to confirm that it was his Qingluan Qin, and nodded: "That's right."
Xu Qingluo smacked her lips at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang reluctantly stepped forward to help take the piano.
Chu Ling smiled and said: "Thank you very much, little Zhou Yang."
Zhou Yang said in a dull voice: "Your Highness, there is no need to say thank you, just remove the small print."
"Everyone calls you Little Zhou Yang, and of course I am no exception." Chu Ling said with a smile, following Fa Kong into the courtyard.
In Fakong's courtyard, she saw Li Ying, who was dressed in black and had a bright white melon-seed face.
A gust of wind blew, and Li Ying's black shirt fluttered gently, showing her heroic appearance.