"Senior brother, Brother Lin is not in danger, is he?" Faning's honest face showed a worried look.
He recognizes Lin Feiyang, but others in the Vajra Temple do not recognize him and may regard him as an enemy.
Fakong shook his head.
Faning was not worried.
But since my senior brother said so, it shouldn’t be wrong.
"Although his cultivation level is not high, his body skills are wonderful and he is not easily discovered."
If it were so easy to be discovered, Lin Feiyang would have been dead a long time ago, how could he still be alive and well now.
After the bell broke the tranquility of the night, various sounds gradually began to appear around.
The sound of Amitabha Buddha's chant, the shouts of surprise, the howls of pain, and the angry curses.
The gentle night breeze mixed with the fresh air of the lake brought these sounds to their ears.
Fakong closed his eyes slightly, looked at the ice wheel in the void in his mind, and shook his head secretly.
There are only four points of faith left.
The more chaotic the environment, the harder it is to use easily.
A chaotic environment means more danger, and magical powers are more needed to save lives. They cannot be used without authorization unless there is a life or death crisis.
"Senior brother..." Fan Ning's fat face was tense and his eyes were burning.
All kinds of sounds made his heart flutter and he felt uneasy.
This has never happened before in Vajra Temple.
The Vajra Temple has always been solemn and solemn. Even if the brothers were making noise when they were practicing, they were still in a lively training ground with shouts and shouts, which was completely different from the tragic situation at this time.
Especially those miserable howls, which made his heartstrings tighten more and more tightly, and his fat face became so tense that it became stiff.
Fakong closed his eyes and identified people by their voices: "These screaming people are not our disciples of Vajra Temple. Oh, this Buddha's name belongs to Junior Brother Fawu. Junior Brother Fawu should be injured."
As the first person of the Fa generation, Fa Wu joined the battle and encountered a tough situation.
However, it would be difficult to kill the disciples of Jingang Temple if they did not encounter the evil skills of Changchun Valley Deng Yuanzheng.
Very few people have mastered the Vajra Indestructible Magic Kung Fu, but Vajra Temple has other horizontal kung fu practices, such as the Bronze Man Kung Fu and the Vajra Kasaya Kung Fu.
Almost everyone practices some kind of horizontal kung fu.
But if it weren't for a magical weapon, it would be difficult to cause fatal damage to the disciples of Vajra Temple.
"Brother, what's going on?" Faning was extremely puzzled.
"It should be an organized siege. Listening to the sound, there are at least a hundred people." Fa Kong said with his eyes closed.
His facial features are extremely sharp and he has a photographic memory. He remembers almost every voice and footsteps of the disciples of Vajra Temple in his mind.
Through the sounds, he could tell that there were at least fifty disciples fighting outside the Vajra Temple, and there were nearly a hundred opponents.
Faning's eyes were confused: "Why are there so many people and why are they besieging our Vajra Temple..."
"She should be a martial arts master in Dayong."
Through these yelling curses, he recognized the accent from Dayong's side.
Dayong and Daqian use the same language, but their accents are slightly different due to regional influence.
Most people may not notice this difference, but they can hear it with one ear.
"Senior brother, do we want to help?"
"Just wait and see what happens."
He was not worried at all that someone would attack the Vajra Temple.
There are many masters in the Vajra Temple.
At the critical moment, a master even appeared.
Only fifty disciples have come out now, and more masters are still hiding in the temple. It is impossible to attack them.
It's the Medicine Valley.
It has been destroyed once by Song Qingping before. If it is destroyed again, my work will be in vain.
This is several years of hard work.
"Hey, it's really lively." Lin Feiyang appeared, his eyes shining with excitement: "More than a hundred masters forced their way into the Vajra Temple. Monk, your Vajra Temple is in trouble."
"How many people exactly?"
"I didn't count carefully, but there are at least a hundred," Lin Feiyang said with great interest, his eyes burning.
Fakong frowned: "Go and look at the ridge opposite King Kong Peak. Are the guards still there?"
"Go!" Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.
Fanning's stiff face changed slightly.
He thought, if these people came here by force, would those senior brothers and uncles be in danger?
After a while, Lin Feiyang came back again.
"You monks from the Vajra Temple are quite fierce." Lin Feiyang sighed in admiration: "One is better than five. They are quite embarrassed, but they can't be defeated."
"Are there any casualties?" Faning asked hurriedly.
"They are all fierce and powerful." Lin Feiyang said: "There are just too many people and they can't stop them."
Fakong said: "We have to be prepared in case someone breaks in."
"What is there to break into here? If you want to break in, you have to break into the Vajra Temple." Lin Feiyang disagreed.
"Hehe..." A chuckle suddenly came from the mouth of the valley.
“This place is nice and warm!”
"Go in and take a look!"
Lin Feiyang's figure instantly melted into Fan Ning's shadow.
Faning was fat and tall, and his shadow was wide and long. It was more than enough for Lin Feiyang to stand in his shadow.
But I saw three middle-aged men looking around and walking along the lake, very cautiously.
Fanning's face was tense and he stared at them.
Fakong looked at the three of them calmly.
The three of them all have ordinary looks and would not attract attention when standing in a crowd.
The three of them are all thin and look frail at first glance.
But when you see their temples being slightly sunken and their eyes flashing with hope, you will feel that their thin bodies contain amazing power.
Fakong paid attention to their eyes.
The eyes of the three people wandered and flickered, and one could tell at a glance that they were cunning people with evil intentions.
Fakong's current life experience is more than ten times that of ordinary people. He has seen enough people and can see the other person's character through their eyes.
People should not be judged by their appearance. Appearances can be deceiving, but eyes cannot.
"Third brother, don't waste time, let's leave as soon as possible, there are a lot of women waiting for us!"
"No hurry, no rush."
"Don't wait any longer. We won't be able to get away until the bald donkeys at the Vajra Temple react. ...What do these two monks have to see?"
"Hey, has Lao San's taste changed?"
"Don't talk nonsense. No matter how I change, I won't be interested in fat people and thin people like this. One is so fat that I'm bored to death, and the other is so thin that I'm bored to death!"
"It seems that you, third brother, are tired of playing with women and have really changed your taste."
"How about taking these two little bald donkeys with you? It can also relieve your boredom on the road?"
They glanced at Fa Kong and Fan Ning in a joking manner, and walked slowly inside, carefully looking around for fear of an ambush.
Fanning's fat face turned red.
The dirty words are unbearable, these three people are so disgusting!
I wish I could slap him away with one palm.
"Oh, good medicinal materials!" One of the middle-aged people's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw clearly the medicinal materials in the medicine garden.
"Second brother, what good medicinal materials are there?"
“They are all rare to see!”
"Don't let the small lose the big. We have entered the Daqian Wulin. What magical elixir can't we grab?"
"...makes sense."
"Then let's go."
"That's right, there are a lot of beauties, panaceas, and even martial arts secrets waiting for us."
"Walk."
"Let's kill these two bald donkeys first, and then we'll talk about it, by the way."
"Well, that's true."
After the three of them said that, they shot at Faning and Fakong fiercely.
Faning's face turned red and he was so angry that he wanted to take action.
"The acupuncture points are sealed," Fakong said.
"Okay." Faning agreed.
The three of them looked ferocious and mocking, two pounced on Faning, and one pounced on Fakong.
"Certainly!"
"Certainly!"
Fakong quickly spit out two words.
The two middle-aged men stopped in place, motionless as Faning sealed the acupuncture points one by one.
Another middle-aged man who was rushing towards Fakong suddenly froze. Lin Feiyang appeared behind him and slapped him on the back of the head with his right palm.
His head felt like a watermelon dropped to the ground, blood splattering out.
Fakong spit out one word: "Ding!"
The brains and blood froze in mid-air, including the torn head.
Fakong glanced at Lin Feiyang and shook his head.
Lin Feiyang shook off the blood on his hand: "Who would have thought that he could not help but hit him so hard, his head would be broken with just a slap!"
He brushed his sleeves as he spoke.
The brains, blood and the middle-aged man flew far away and landed in the medicine garden in the distance.
Fakong shook his head and said, "How long will it take for the smell to dissipate?"
Lin Feiyang scratched his head.
This is true.
After the blood seeps into the mud, the smell of blood will not go away for a while, and even after being exposed to the sun for two days, the smell will still remain.
He knew that Fa Kong had a slight mysophobia and would definitely not be able to bear it.
He defended: "I wasn't afraid that his body-protecting aura was powerful, so I gave him a slap with all my strength. I didn't expect him to be so poor. With such a level of cultivation, he still dared to come to the Vajra Temple and act recklessly. It's really..."
Fakong glanced at the corpse in the distance.
"Otherwise, I'll take it away?"
"Let's wait for a while."
Fa Kong came to the two middle-aged people.
The two of them glared at Lin Feiyang angrily.
Lin Feiyang glared over: "Why are you staring? If you stare again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"
Fakong slapped them each and opened the dumb points: "Tell me about your origins, what exactly you want to do, why you suddenly attacked Vajra Temple, and who gave the order."
The two of them sneered.
Fakong slapped them each again.
The two wanted to sneer but couldn't make a sound because their acupuncture points were sealed again.
Immediately, their expressions changed slightly, then changed drastically, and then the muscles on their faces twisted, becoming ferocious and scary.
Their bodies trembled slightly, and veins appeared and bulged high, as if their skin was about to burst out.
Especially the veins at the temples look like several earthworms swimming meanderingly, slowly spreading from the temples to the cheeks and then to the mandible.
"It's so ugly!" Lin Feiyang turned his head, thinking that if he continued to look at it, he would have nightmares.
Fanning also turned around.
Fakong looked at the two of them gently and calmly, watching their eyes slowly change from anger and resentment to begging for mercy and pleading.
Fakong stretched out his hand and patted it. A middle-aged man suddenly gasped and sweated like rain, quickly soaking his sky blue clothes.
Fa Kong said warmly: "Let's talk now."
"We, the Iron Sword Sect, the Perak Sect, and the Golden Sword Sect, joined forces to attack the Vajra Temple together. We did not really want to break into the Vajra Temple, but just to protect others from breaking through the Snowy Mountains and entering the Daqian Martial Arts Forest."
"What are you doing in Daqian Wulin?"
"You can do whatever you want. Within the territory of Daqian, the laws of Dayong cannot control you. You can indulge as much as you like."
"Aren't you afraid of Daqian's laws?"
"There are so many of us that the Daqian court can't handle it. Besides, when the Daqian court reacts, we will withdraw. It's impossible to catch up with Dayong, right?"
"So, in addition to Kongang Temple, other places in the Daisetsu Mountains were also besieged?"
"good!"
"Who organized it?" Fakong frowned.
With so many people acting together, there must be someone organizing the connection.
"have no idea."
"...I really don't know!" The middle-aged man looked at the sky and raised his palms, shouting hurriedly: "It's absolutely true, we only know who will attack when the moon is at the zenith on August 19th.