Chu Ling frowned, then showed a flattering smile: "Monk, please help me, tell Brother Ninth not to complain."
"I can't control you, Your Majesty." Fakong said, "And this time is different from the past. I'm afraid, Your Highness, you won't be able to come out for a while."
He had been watching the Dayan Temple with his mind, and naturally he heard the conversation between Feng Chaoling and Chu Xiang.
Chu Ling is Yunying's unmarried body and will get married in the future. If the reputation of having an affair with a monk spreads, it will not be easy to find a good consort in the future, and it will also insult the royal family's face.
So this is no joke, it is a very serious matter.
Of course, it’s not just this matter, but also the changes in the current situation.
Shenjing is different from the past and has become more dangerous.
You must know that the martial arts masters who come in are not just the decent ones, but also many evil masters.
Many of them are mentally disturbed and in a state of madness.
These guys don't care whether they are Her Highness the Princess or not. If they offend Her Highness, they will incur crazy revenge.
Just be quick for a while and don't care about what will happen in the future.
"No way?" Chu Lingtong's expression suddenly changed.
Fakong shook his head: "I could drink tea a few more times, but now..."
"If I don't come this time, won't I be grounded?"
"Um."
"Will I be grounded when I go back?"
"It's obvious." Fakong nodded.
"It's a grounding..." Xu Qingluo said in surprise: "Master, is it so serious?"
Fakong said: "I want to send you four words."
Chu Ling hurriedly asked: "What word?"
"It's your own fault."
"Master!"
"Careful!" Chu Ling glared at Fakong fiercely.
Fakong laughed.
"Master, is there really nothing we can do?" Xu Qingluo said unwillingly, "I am grounded. Sister Chu is so pitiful."
She knew that Chu Ling longed for freedom most and wanted to go out of the palace to play, but she was tired of staying in the forbidden palace and was scared.
She had just tasted the taste of freedom and was grounded again. She felt bad for Chu Ling just thinking about it.
Fakong shook his head: "There is no way."
"Alas!" Xu Qingluo sighed.
Fakong glanced at Chu Ling.
Chu Ling hummed nonchalantly: "I will find a way out, don't worry."
Xu Qingluo said: "If the Queen sincerely wants to restrain you, Sister Chu, your disguise skills will not work."
"I have other ways." Chu Ling said.
Fakong said: "If you don't want to be grounded all the time, Your Highness should just stay there. It won't be too late to come out after a while. You can take the opportunity to practice martial arts. If your cultivation level is too low, you will be in trouble."
"Exactly." Xu Qingluo nodded quickly: "Sister Chu, you see, I have been practicing hard now."
"I have been practicing hard, and I will not be idle when I return to the palace." Chu Ling said.
She felt that if she went out to play with Fakong and drank a few sips of wine, she would practice faster and be more alert after returning to the palace.
If you stay in the palace all the time, your mind will lose its alertness, and the efficiency of your practice will be greatly slowed down. A day of practice would be worse than a half-day practice.
Fakong said: "The miraculous skills practiced by His Highness have endless potential. Don't let this miraculous skill down."
The fish-dragon universe transformation is a miraculous skill. It is estimated that the emperor also practiced this miraculous skill. To be the best in the world should be due to the fish-dragon universe transformation.
Chu Ling snorted.
This tone was very much like her father's, which made her very impatient.
Early the next morning, Fa Kong and his party left the temple gate and walked along Suzaku Avenue to Guanyun Tower.
Along the way, people on both sides saluted and called "Master Fakong" with respectful expressions.
Fakong's reputation is getting louder and louder now.
It was even louder than the prayer ceremony that had just ended.
Those patients who benefited gradually became role models, the story spread more and more widely, and people believed it more and more.
People were skeptical at first.
Because it is too unbelievable and magical, it breaks their imagination and concepts, so it is difficult to believe it.
Even if I saw it with my own eyes, I would still be dubious, thinking that it might be just a temporary trick and its effect might disappear after a while.
But now, after all this time, those people are still alive and kicking. It is obvious that they have completely recovered. Even if it is a deception, it is already miraculous that they can live for so long.
What I originally saw with my own eyes, I gradually believed.
Those who had heard about it but didn’t believe it at first, saw the examples around them and turned from doubt to belief.
People follow the crowd, and more and more people believe in it, which leads to more people believing in it and respecting Fa Kong more and more.
The name of Fakong's holy monk is becoming more and more famous.
Fakong has always maintained a harmonious state, smiling and nodding, taking his time, his purple and gold cassocks fluttering, showing the demeanor of an eminent monk.
"Master Fakong!" Suddenly a rough shout sounded, but three strong men stood in the middle of Suzaku Avenue, blocking the way of Fakong and others.
Lin Feiyang's face darkened and he was about to explode, but Fakong raised his hand to stop him.
Fakong looked at these three burly men with a smile.
The three sturdy men looked Fakong up and down with scrutinizing expressions on their faces.
All of Fa Kong's cultivation was gathered into the Medicine Buddha statue, and he looked extremely weak, like a person who didn't know how to do martial arts.
Almost everyone knew that he hid his martial arts skills, but it was difficult to determine how much he had hidden.
Is he a fourth-grade person, a third-grade person, or even a second-grade person?
First grade is absolutely impossible.
It's hard for people to believe that he is a good person.
Faced with the rude looks of the three people, Fakong just smiled lightly and said warmly: "I wonder what the three donors do for you?"
"I heard that you are a divine monk!" A rough and strong man looked at him and hummed: "I wonder if your name does not live up to your reality?"
A rough man next to him shook his head: "There are too many people whose fame is greater than their strength. It is hard to live up to their reputation!"
"I don't know if it's just a show." The third rough man shook his head.
Fakong suppressed his smile and said warmly: "What are the three donors doing?"
"The three of us brothers are suffering from a strange disease." The rough man in charge said carelessly: "I heard that you are a divine monk who can cure all diseases, so I came here to see if it is true."
"I see, they are seeking medical treatment." Fakong nodded and nodded: "But the attitude of the three donors does not look like they are seeking medical treatment."
"Haha, Master Fakong, what attitude should we adopt when seeking medical treatment?" The rough man in front of us said carelessly: "Is it possible that I have to kneel down and beg you?"
Fakong shook his head and glanced at Lin Feiyang: "Tell the three donors the rules."
Lin Feiyang took a step forward and stared at the three of them coldly. His aura was released. The first-grade aura made the three of them suddenly change their expressions and they took two steps back.
Lin Feiyang stared at the three of them coldly: "Those who are seriously ill, go to the temple to drink the sacred water to delay the injury. Those who are mildly ill, give out the rejuvenation spell and wait for the blessing ceremony."
"We are seriously ill." The rough man at the head hummed: "We look fine on the outside, but in fact we are no longer good."
"Whether it's mild or severe is up to our temple to judge, not yourselves." Lin Feiyang flashed.
The next moment, he was already standing among the three people.
He reached out and grasped one person's wrist, then put it down, then grasped the other person's wrist, then put it down again, and then grasped the third person's wrist.
His movements looked very slow, and the three sturdy men wanted to resist, but they seemed to be unable to move and allowed him to hold their wrists respectively.
They felt Lin Feiyang inject a breath into their bodies, and then the breath could not be entangled.
The faces of the three people suddenly turned bitter.
They also know how difficult it is to deal with the Grand Master's aura, which cannot be resolved except by the Grand Master.
Lin Feiyang returned to Fakong in a flash and said calmly to the three of them: "You three are all mildly ill, so there is no need to drink the divine water. Go queue up outside the temple and wait for the rejuvenation spell."
"But……"
"But what!" Lin Feiyang said: "You can either go get the rejuvenation spell and wait for the second blessing ceremony in a month, or you can go find a miracle doctor yourself and see if your injuries can be cured."
"We are not injured!" a rough man said hurriedly.
Lin Feiyang said coldly: "If it weren't for the injury, I would twist off my own head and use it as a chamber pot!"
The three of them looked at each other.
They wanted to say that they were not injured, but when they thought about asking a great master to twist off their heads and make chamber pots, they no longer persisted.
An injury is an injury.
Actually...it's really hurt.
"Three donors, please leave." Fakong said in a warm voice, tithing.
Lin Feiyang watched eagerly from the side.
The three burly men smiled awkwardly, took a few steps back to give up their positions, and titheed.
People cannot help but bow their heads under the eaves.
Even if you don't respect the wonderful Buddhist mantras of Monk Fa Kong, you still have to respect the great master and attendants around him. It's really a luxury.
A great master is willing to become a servant, what is wrong with this world!
What’s wrong with people’s hearts!
They were shouting in their hearts, with awkward smiles on their faces, and people around them grinned and found it interesting.
How arrogant they were before, how embarrassing and interesting they are now.
Fakong smiled and nodded, slowly passing by them.
Lin Feiyang glanced at them and snorted lightly.
When Fan Ning passed by them, he nodded politely, but they were surprised. Only then did they realize that there was another great master!
They noticed the beads of sweat on their foreheads, couldn't help but wipe them away, looked at each other, and looked at each other.
No one told me that there were two great masters around Fakong!
Doesn't it mean that he is just a liar who has lived up to his reputation? He has deceived the entire Shenjing into worshiping him as a god. Someone needs to know how to tell the truth.
Did he also deceive two great masters to escort him?
Is the Grand Master really that easy to deceive?
They felt bitter in their mouths, as if they had become confused again and had gotten into big trouble.
I offended two great masters at once.
At the same time, a ray of breath in the meridians was faintly stirring, reminding them that they had offended a great master and would be destroyed by this great master at any time.
In front of the Grand Master, the three of them are like three ants, they will be crushed to death as soon as possible.
"what to do?"
"How about we go and apologize?"
"Is it too late now?"
"If we hadn't apologized, I might not have survived today."
"No, Divine Monk Fa Kong always needs to take his reputation into consideration and will not kill us."
"But if we say we are sick, no one will be surprised if we die."
"...Then go and apologize!"
"Go! Go! Go!"
The three of them muttered a few words and rushed out. They rushed to Fakong in annoyance and blocked the front of Guanyun Tower. They directly cupped their fists and saluted: "Master Fakong, I'm sorry."
"Master, don't forget the faults of villains, please spare us this time!"
"We were indeed wrong."
"We shouldn't listen to other people's instigation and think that you are a liar, Master..."
He quickly covered his mouth.
The other two big men stared at him fiercely, complaining that he had slipped his words.
PS: I will write an update later to make up for yesterday’s post.