Fakong stood up and titheed: "I have met the prince."
"Father." Chu Yu clasped his fists.
Chu Xiang strode into the small pavilion, glanced at him lightly, ignored him, and smiled at Fakong: "Master, I'm sorry to disturb you."
"Your Majesty, you don't have to be so polite." Fakong smiled.
"Last night was really dangerous. If the master hadn't been here, the consequences would have been unpredictable..." His smile faded and his face became heavy: "This Lin Feiyang is hard to guard against!"
"The prince didn't capture him?"
"His Qinggong is astonishing, and he can reach thirty or forty feet in an instant. His Qinggong alone can't match it."
Fa Kong nodded.
"He is also a strange man, but he assassinated important members of the imperial court, and even Prince Nanxuan. He is really rampant and lawless." Chu Xiang said in a deep voice: "I don't know how much trouble such a madman will cause."
He shook his head: "Relying on miraculous achievements, treating the world's heroes as if they were nothing, and ignoring the laws of the court, alas... you are really bringing your own destruction."
Fa Kong nodded.
There are miraculous skills hidden in the shadows with no whereabouts, coupled with the ultimate lightness skills, you can advance silently and retreat freely, which will indeed make people bolder and eventually lawless.
Don't you know that nothing is so easy in the world? No matter how powerful a person is, if he loses his respect, he will surely suffer the backlash from heaven and earth.
The more powerful you are, the more you have to hide them and use them to save your life at critical moments.
But this one was good, but he acted unscrupulously, as if he was afraid that others would not know his abilities.
This is setting yourself up as a target.
The world is so vast, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and yin and yang complement each other. There will always be someone who can restrain his martial arts, and sooner or later he will be doomed.
Thinking of this, Fakong shook his head.
This is a very bad example and should be taken as a warning.
I have the magical power of indestructibility, but I can never make it known to everyone.
However, it is difficult to conceal the indestructible power of the Vajra because it is such a rare item, so the sword energy still needs to be practiced to gain a few more killer skills.
"Master Fakong, I have collected some rare Buddhist treasures over the years. Master, would you like to take a look?"
Fa Kong suddenly became interested.
What can enter the eyes of this King of Faith is definitely not an ordinary Buddhist weapon.
"Please——!" Chu Xiang smiled.
Then his face darkened slightly, and he glanced at Chu Yu lightly: "You can go too."
"Yes, father." Chu Yu was used to his indifference, so he didn't care and walked out with Fakong.
After three turns and two turns, we passed the neat courtyard of the Eighth Route Army and came to a temple.
Red walls and green tiles.
There are nine steps at the entrance of the temple.
Stepping into the temple gate, there is an exquisite incense burner in the middle of the courtyard, with smoke curling up into the sky.
Directly to the north is the Main Hall, and the left and right side halls are the Dharma King Hall, the Guanyin Hall and the Sutra Library.
This temple is dozens of times smaller than the King Kong Temple and the Great Leiyin Temple.
The open space in the center of the main hall is only ten meters square, which is a bit narrow, and the hall towers are much smaller than the Vajra Temple and the Great Leiyin Temple.
But although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.
The tranquility and remoteness of the temple are achieved.
Fakong knew at a glance that this was the work of a famous artist and could not be made by ordinary craftsmen.
Being in this temple, I suddenly felt peaceful and peaceful, as if I was far away from the turmoil of the world and the troubles of the world.
"This is the Buddhist temple built by Madam." Chu Xiang smiled and said, "It is also the place where she comes most often."
We just invited away the eminent monks who were praying for Buddhist scriptures last night, so it is empty now.
Fakong moved towards the direction of the Main Hall.
"Master, follow me." Chu Xiang led him into the Sutra Collection Building.
The first floor is decorated with a dazzling array of Buddhist instruments.
There are sounding instruments, such as wooden fish, clear and clear, bells, and drums.
There are also personal utensils, a golden bowl, a Zen staff, a sword, and a whisk.
There are also some jewelry and necklaces.
There are also a few strings of Buddhist beads.
Fakong nodded and glanced across them without stopping.
When Chu Xiang saw him, he took him to the second floor.
The second floor is full of Buddhist scriptures.
However, these Buddhist scriptures are not like those of Da Leiyin Temple and Kongang Temple. Instead, they are placed in boxes and hidden deep inside.
Except for the first "Amitabha Sutra", which was written by Sika Baye, the rest are all made of silk, which looks yellowish in color and shows its age.
Fa Kong took them one by one and looked through them.
When I opened the last Buddhist scripture, I found that it turned out to be a wordless book. The dim silk volume was also full of vicissitudes of time, but there was not a single word.
Fakong raised his head and looked at Chu Xiang.
Chu Xiang said: "This is indeed a Buddhist scripture. It was placed together with other Buddhist scriptures in an ancient temple. Those Buddhist scriptures turned into dust when touched for too long. Only this Buddhist scripture is in good condition. Unfortunately, the words on it are also
Gone."
He shook his head: "Maybe the ink used to write cannot withstand the power of time. It's a pity."
Fakong nodded thoughtfully.
This is also a common thing, as is the case with some Buddhist scriptures. The paper used can withstand time, but the ink cannot.
After all, ink is more likely to evaporate.
"These Buddhist scriptures are handed down from ancient times and can be said to be rare." Chu Xiang said: "For those of us who are not familiar with Buddhism, they may be just antiques, but they are rare for Buddhist disciples. Masters can pick some."
Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.
Chu Xiang said: "My wife, I need you to save me. I can't repay you for your great kindness. If my wife doesn't like these things too much, it's okay to give them all to the master."
He was more grateful for saving Xu Miaoru than for saving his own life.
It's just that he's not good at saying words of gratitude.
Not to mention using these Buddha treasures as gifts, even if the entire palace was given to Fa Kong, he would not hesitate.
Fakong smiled and shook his head, then reached out and took out the wordless scripture: "Then I will take this Buddhist scripture."
"Grandmaster……"
"The reward for saving the princess's life has been paid, and the prince will say no more."
"...Okay." Chu Xiang nodded helplessly.
Of course he also knew Chu Yu's original actions, because Xu Miaoru was seriously ill, and he had no intention of taking care of it.
And this is not a hope. There may be unexpected gains if there is another way.
I didn't expect it to be such a big gain.
——
Treetops in the moonlight.
Fakong sent away the three Chu Yu brothers, left the small pavilion where the smell of alcohol still lingered, and went to the center of the courtyard, bathed in the sunshine, and took out the wordless Buddhist scripture.
The moon is like water, and this Buddhist scripture has a faint light flashing through it.
But he looked at it for a long time and found nothing unusual.
It seemed as if the light just now was just an illusion.
Fakong did have a strange feeling about this wordless Buddhist scripture. It was a very weak feeling. If he hadn't had a keen sense, he might not have been able to detect this strange feeling.
Unfortunately, this wordless Buddhist scripture was mediocre. After he got it back, he tried many methods but got nothing.
No matter whether it is injecting true energy, condensing spirit, or even dripping blood, there is no reaction.
Until this flash of light just now.
He had no doubt about his eyesight. It was neither a dazzle nor an illusion. There was indeed a flash of white light.
Could it be that the material is different?
He looked carefully, touched it with his hand, and then turned it against the moonlight, but unfortunately no white light flashed again.
He shook his head and didn't care much.
As long as there is a mystery, it will be revealed sooner or later. Anyway, I have a lot of time, so just take your time.
He held a wordless Buddhist scripture in his hand, tapping his palms gently, thinking about what he had just said to the three brothers under the moonlight.
They came to invite him to a banquet in a restaurant in the city and wanted to thank him properly.
He declined politely.
Restaurants are busy places, so it’s best to stay away.
You have to leave in one day, don't let your efforts fall short.
If you want to enjoy good food and good wine, you have a long way to go, so don’t rush now. It’s not too late to enjoy it when you have succeeded in cultivation and can protect yourself.
So the four of them were in his small courtyard, and Chu Yan asked the chef at his house to prepare a table of exquisite food and serve fine wine.
During the dinner, the three brothers were in high spirits. After all, Xu Miaoru had turned the corner and it was a great joy.
Speaking of the Buddhist mantra of Fa Kong, it is astonishing and truly miraculous.
With Fakong, they are not afraid of getting sick. If they get sick again, they only need to go to Fakong.
Fakong also promised that if they really got sick, they could go to Vajra Temple to find him, and he would definitely help them.
This makes them even happier.
But halfway through the meal, their interest slowly faded and they turned into drunkenness.
They talked about the current situation in Prince Xin's Mansion.
King Xin is in a bad situation right now.
There are rumors among the people that King Xin was having an affair with a remnant of the Great Yi Dynasty from the previous dynasty.
This is a huge crime.
The emperor neither had a seizure nor questioned King Xin, as if he had not heard the rumor at all. From this, people judged that it would be difficult for King Xin to pass this test.
The emperor's sharp ears and eyes are rare in the world. How could he not know about this rumor? Yet he did not question King Xin. This was to prevent King Xin from defending himself.
It would be thought-provoking if the emperor had a direct attack, questioned or scolded him, and the matter would have been revealed without an attack.
Chu Jiong drank wine and cursed.
Anyone with any sense knows this is a rumor.
As the prince or prince of Da Qian, how could he have an affair with the survivors of Da Yi? This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.
However, many people believe that he has a nose and eyes.
Simply outrageous!
What's going on in this world? My father is dedicated to serving the public good and acting with conscience, but instead he is squeezed out and hindered everywhere.
Chu Yan hurriedly stopped him and asked him to speak carefully.
"What should I say? Brother, I can't talk freely in my own home?"
"Be careful, the walls have ears!"
"Even in front of the Imperial Grandfather, I said this. Anyone with any brains would know that this is a rumor deliberately spread by people with ulterior motives, just to oust my father from the position of Admiral of the Nine Sects, with ulterior motives!"
"Shut up!" Chu Yan lowered his face and shouted.
Chu Jiong was already tipsy, so when he drank like this, he immediately sobered up and muttered a few words before closing his mouth.
Chu Yan calmed down his face and voice: "Second brother, you have to believe in the wisdom of the emperor's grandfather, and nothing will happen to your father!"
"...I hope so." Chu Jiong said bitterly.
When he looked at his father, he didn't look like he was okay.
Fakong shook his head.
As a prince, as long as he doesn't rebel, there is no risk of death. But having illicit connections with the survivors of the Great Yi is tantamount to treason.
This rumor is too poisonous.
But this may not be a rumor.
Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky.
A bright moon hangs high, like the halo behind Medicine Buddha, bright and flawless, pure and beautiful.
When he thought of the nimbus, he couldn't help but return to his senses.
Behind the Medicine Buddha, the halo is like a mirror.
The power of faith should be around six points, and you can also use your magical powers six times.
Tomorrow it will be eight o'clock.
Two points must be kept, which are the trump card for escaping.
The remaining six points can be wasted. I wonder if Xu Miaoru can still provide faith every day without seeing her. After all, she has more power of faith.
It's just a pity that I have to leave tomorrow. It will be a big shock to not be able to harvest my faith again.