"Not here?" Zhao Guangfei's face changed slightly.
Yuan Deng nodded and said with a smile: "But the abbot said that he will be back soon."
"How fast?"
"Two days."
"Two! Days!" Zhao Guangfei's face darkened.
In two days, nothing can be mentioned.
Can't count on it.
"Sicheng..." A young man in black robe frowned and said, "Are we going to the Vajra Temple?"
"It takes a day to go back and forth!" Zhao Guangfei snorted: "How can you make it in one day?"
"Master Fakong doesn't have magical powers."
"It's better to go there."
"..." Zhao Guangfei's face was solemn and he was silent.
"From the Southern Supervision Department?" Lin Feiyang's voice suddenly sounded.
He carried a person and appeared next to Yuan Deng. He looked at Zhao Guangfei and the others coldly, his eyes like lightning.
The three people's faces suddenly became slightly stern, and they felt the oppression of the Grand Master, like a mountain pressing on their heads, which could crush them into powder at any time.
"From the Southern Supervision Department?" Lin Feiyang asked again, his tone showing impatience.
Zhao Guangfei took a deep breath, held on not to retreat, and clasped his fists: "Southern Supervision Department Dongcheng Sicheng, Zhao Guangfei, is your Excellency Mr. Lin?"
They had an in-depth understanding of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.
There are all monks in the temple. Except for the three young ones, there is one who is not a monk but an attendant of the abbot Fakong, Lin Feiyang.
I never expected that this attendant Lin Feiyang would be the Grand Master!
Lin Feiyang waved his hand and threw the person he was carrying: "The abbot gave the order before he left. This is the person you are looking for!"
"Bang!" The man fell firmly at Zhao Guangfei's feet, facing up to the sky, grinning in pain.
But he was a young man with a face as red as drunkenness, a rather delicate appearance, and a rather pleasing appearance.
Zhao Guangfei glanced down and looked at Lin Feiyang doubtfully.
Lin Feiyang snorted: "What a bunch of fools! Aren't you looking for him?"
"This..." Zhao Guangfei hesitated.
No matter how arrogant he is usually, he is always towards his peers or those who are not as good as him in martial arts. When facing the Grand Master, his aura is inexplicably lower, and he speaks carefully and politely.
The same goes for the other two young men in black robes. They were suppressed by Lin Feiyang's momentum and were afraid to show off their anger.
Lin Feiyang said impatiently: "Aren't you looking for this thief?"
"Whore? Ah, that's right!" Zhao Guangfei nodded hurriedly and said in surprise: "Master, he...?"
"There is a price for the abbot to use his magical powers. You, Prince Duan, should be aware that this time the abbot is congratulating on the establishment of the Southern Supervision Department and sending a congratulatory gift." Lin Feiyang looked straight at Zhao Guangfei.
Before he came to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, he was very unconvinced and felt that Fakong's reputation was half blown.
What's more, it doesn't matter how powerful the magical powers and Buddhist mantras are?
In front of you, you can kill him with one sword.
Facing Lin Feiyang at this time, his previous arrogance suddenly disappeared, and his words were completely different, as if he was a different person.
Lin Feiyang looked directly at them and waved his hands.
"...Ah, yes, Mr. Lin, I'll take my leave. Thank you very much." Zhao Guangfei came to his senses, nodded hurriedly, clasped his fists in salute, bent down to lift up the handsome young man, and stepped back to leave.
Lin Feiyang stared at them, as if he would teach them a lesson at any time, making them uneasy and bewildered.
Yuan Deng chuckled and said, "Xiao Lin, you scared them."
"Hmph, we have to scare them. Do you think that our Vajra Temple is a place where anyone can enter?" Lin Feiyang snorted disdainfully: "How dare you take advantage of something that is inferior to shit!"
Yuan Deng smiled and said: "They are young and energetic, and they don't know how great the world is. There is no need to be familiar with them."
"I don't know how high the sky is, so tell them how high the sky is!" Lin Feiyang snorted: "How can a little Sicheng ask for help?"
Yuan Deng nodded and said: "That's true, but now that the Southern Supervision Department is so powerful, it really shouldn't be forced."
"If it weren't for the adulterer, if it was something else, the abbot wouldn't bother to pay attention." Lin Feiyang curled his lips.
——
Zhao Guangfei lifted the red-faced young man and suddenly waved his hand.
"Bang" the red-faced young man hit the wall, grinning suddenly with pain on his face.
But he didn't dare to glare angrily, he could only look pitiful.
"Carry him!" Zhao Guangfei snorted.
The two young men in black robes looked at each other and smiled bitterly to themselves.
This is because I have received anger in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and I want to vent my anger.
A young man in black robe mentioned the red-faced young man and whispered: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lin was a great master. It seems that we didn't get this information!"
"Indeed not." Another young man in black robe nodded quickly: "These guys did it on purpose, right?"
"It's possible that you don't know." The young man in black robe holding the red-faced young man said: "After all, the Grand Master will not show off his momentum casually, so it is normal not to know."
"It's a good thing that most people don't know. They are responsible for intelligence, and it's an important place like the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple. They don't know. This is really..."
"Sicheng, this Master Fakong is not simple. He already knew it before we said anything."
"The prophet of uncertainty does have magical powers, and he caught this thief so quickly. He also has great magical powers."
"But Master Fakong sent his attendants..." The two young men in black robes looked helpless.
It is said that the king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
Not fake at all.
Zhao Guangfei said coldly: "Letting Mr. Lin come out is to warn us not to push too far. He said that he has returned to Jingang Temple. It is to tell us that we may not be able to find him next time we look for him. It is not that we can see him just because we want to see him. Talking about magical powers
There is a price, this time it is a gift, there will be no next time, if you want to ask him for help again, then show your sincerity, hum!"
Although he is arrogant, he is also extremely smart and perceptive.
"That's it!" The two young men in black robes suddenly realized and looked at Zhao Guangfei with admiration: "Sicheng is still awesome!"
Their words were not entirely flattering, nor were they flattering him to make him happy. They really did not expect so much.
I just feel that Fakong is powerful and has amazing magical powers.
I never thought about these potential words and these deep intentions.
I can only lament that people are really different. I could hear the same few words at a loss and could not understand anything, but Sicheng could understand so many hidden meanings.
Zhao Guangfei heard that they were sincere and felt happy, so he hummed and said, "In the future, we should stay farther away from the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple."
"Sicheng, how do you say this?" The two of them looked curious and asked for advice.
The red-faced young man who had been silent all this time said: "That guy's movements are too weird, and his speed is too fast, faster than me. Of course you have to be careful, otherwise, dealing with you will be like crushing an ant. What's the difference?"
"Bang!" Zhao Guangfei kicked him and knocked him away.
The red-faced young man flew two meters, hit the wall, and slowly slid down. Blood oozed from the left corner of his mouth.
This kick released most of the frustration I felt tonight.
The red-faced young man shook his head and smiled bitterly, lowered his head and stopped talking, pretending to be unconscious.
"Pretending to be dead?" Zhao Guangfei became even more angry and wanted to kick him again, but was hugged by a young man in black robes: "Sicheng Sicheng, don't kill me, we still have to do business."
Looking at this stance, one more kick would probably kill this perverted thief.
When the time comes and there is no proof, the credit will become a joke.
Is the second battle of the Southern Supervision Department still a joke? It really became a big joke, and I and others also became a joke.
Zhao Guangfei glared at the red-faced young man coldly, and said coldly: "Thieves deserve to die, they don't deserve to be human beings!"
The red-faced young man said helplessly: "I am not a thief."
"Aren't you a thief?" Zhao Guangfei sneered: "Did Master Fakong catch the wrong person?"
"It's true that I caught the wrong person." The red-faced young man nodded hurriedly: "I was caught for no reason. I must have picked up a random person to deal with you."
"If you didn't say this, you might have made a mistake." Zhao Guangfei said coldly: "Now, you are right!"
"You..." the red-faced young man said hurriedly: "What do you mean?"
"You've been trying to sow discord between us. What do you want to do? If you really make a mistake, it's not like you!" Zhao Guangfei squinted at him: "Do you think we are stupid and easy to deceive?"
The red-faced young man sighed, knowing that it would be difficult for him to escape.
This guy has a bad temper, but is very smart.
"Tell me, how many evil things have you done and how many women have you ruined?"
"I'm really not a thief..."
"Bang!" Zhao Guangfei kicked again.
"Ahem...I haven't finished speaking yet." The red-faced young man flew up, hit the wall and slowly slid down. He coughed twice, and another stream of blood gushed out from the left corner of his mouth.
"Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly!" Zhao Guangfei said coldly.
"I was forced by martial arts. After practicing the Zhiyang Heart Technique, I couldn't control the yang fire burning my body, so I could only use the woman's yin energy to neutralize it." The red-faced young man said hurriedly: "If I can get through this, I will have magical skills.
Dacheng!... I can work for you when the time comes, how about that?"
"Hey!" Zhao Guangfei turned around and left.
This guy is the person I'm looking for!
A young man in black robe stepped forward and sealed the acupuncture points of the red-faced young man, and then he followed Zhao Guangfei to Dongcheng.
——
Fa Kong appears in the Medicine Valley of Vajra Temple.
A bright moon hangs in the night sky.
Fa Kong stood in the small pavilion with his hands folded, staring at the cool and clear lake water. The fish below had sunk to the bottom of the lake.
He exhaled slowly.
"Woo..." is like the sound of strong wind blowing through the valley, or the sound of blowing bamboo flute.
He inhaled slowly again.
"Hiss——!" It sounded like a balloon deflating.
Breathing in and out, exhaling and inhaling again, the sound became louder and louder, as if a strong wind had entered the valley, howling throughout the valley.
The elixirs in the medicine garden are undulating, the flowers on the stone walls are swaying, and the green grass by the lake is also undulating slightly.
The night lights hanging in the air shook violently.
Several figures floated towards the mouth of the valley.
They were all dressed in gray monk robes, and their heads were shining brightly in the moonlight.
But it was the disciples stationed at the Vajra Temple, six of them in total.
They patrolled at night and discovered something strange here. When they saw Fakong standing in the small pavilion breathing, they stopped and pressed against the wall without disturbing him. They were really curious about what he was doing.
The violent movement gradually subsided, and the strong wind turned into a breeze, a gentle breeze, and finally became completely calm.
Fa Kong opened his eyes, calm and clear, and titheed to the six monks.
The six monks returned the courtesy, turned around and drifted away.
Fakong smiled.
He flashed and appeared outside his house.
This step is almost magical, but it is not magical. It is just an ordinary Qinggong step, but it is because I have entered the realm of holding Qi.