After staying in Yuxia Pass for so many days, I often miss the days in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and imagine Fa Kong.
When I first saw Fa Kong, I felt friendly and happy.
Fakong smiled and nodded.
"Senior brother, how is the situation in the temple?" Zhou Yu asked.
Fa Kong said with a smile: "Lin Feiyang has been running this way, Fu Qinghe is still watching the turtles by the release pond, and Junior Brother Faning is running busy on both sides. Everything is the same as before, but Your Highness is a little disappointed and can't be with you.
I can stay at Lingkong Temple to accompany the Queen."
"Your Highness can't come, it's a pity to be separated." Zhou Yu nodded gently: "We are not used to it."
Zhou Yang nodded vigorously.
Chu Lingjing came up with some bad ideas, but they made the atmosphere extremely interesting, with laughter all day long.
Without Chu Ling, the eldest sister was too quiet, Xu Qingluo didn't like to be funny, and the atmosphere became much duller.
Fakong smiled and said: "You won't stay here for too long. There will be a fierce battle in a few days, so be prepared."
His deep eyes swept over the two of them, and then nodded with satisfaction...
Revealing the secret by himself did not change Dayun's actions.
They will still attack the city gate in three days, and they will have to cooperate inside and outside. It will be a fierce fight and it will be the best opportunity to make achievements.
The two of them suddenly became energetic.
They really want to return to Shenjing.
Compared to Shenjing, Yuxia Pass is too boring, and I really don't like the atmosphere in the military camp. It's not as exciting as I imagined, just boring.
The monotonous repetition day after day, without strong stimulation, constantly wears away the ambition and the will to improve.
If you stay any longer, you may be assimilated by them, become slick, and lose your fighting spirit.
"Well..." Xu Qingluo opened her eyes, her bright eyes flashed with strange light, and she glanced at Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yu suddenly felt something strange, his whole body suddenly tensed up, and he stared at Xu Qingluo as if facing a formidable enemy.
Xu Qingluo's bright eyes returned to clarity, and she laughed and said, "Uncle Zhou, what are you doing?"
"You..." Zhou Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, I felt as if the Xu Qingluo in front of me had changed. It was not the original Xu Qingluo, but another person with the appearance of Xu Qingluo.
Xu Qingluo smiled sweetly and said: "What Master said cannot be passed on to others."
Zhou Yang curled his lips.
Zhou Yu nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I won't ask."
"As expected of Master Zhou." Xu Qingluo smiled and glared at Zhou Yang: "Take a lesson and don't ask around out of curiosity."
"If you don't want to ask, then don't ask." Zhou Yang muttered and curled his lips.
Fakong smiled and watched their bickering without interrupting.
Xu Qingluo smiled sweetly and said, "Master, leave it to me."
Fakong said: "Let's talk about it after this time."
"Master, how about I take Uncle Zhou and Zhou Yang with me?"
"Aren't you afraid of danger?"
"It's safer with them here." Xu Qingluo said: "Uncle Zhou can see what they are thinking and help me."
Fakong looked at Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master!"
"Let's ask them themselves." Fakong said, "It's up to you to decide. I won't care about the process."
"Leave it to me, master, don't worry." Xu Qingluo said with a smile.
Fakong nodded and disappeared without a trace.
Xu Qingluo smiled proudly at them.
Zhou Yang secretly curled his lips, thinking that she was a villain who got her way. Once she got her way, she became rampant and arrogant. He must beg her for help.
Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Master just passed on part of my memory, the memory of a certain person."
The two asked curiously.
Xu Qingluo then talked about the memory of King Qi she had obtained, and the two of them were amazed. They didn't expect such a secret technique to exist in the world.
Then she told her her plan, planning to impersonate King Qi to inherit the Phoenix Tower, and let the two of them pretend to be her bodyguards and take control of Dayun's Phoenix Tower.
The Phoenix Tower has a large number of people and good ears and eyes, which can be said to be a great help.
The two agreed without hesitation.
So the three of them began to discuss how to get to the Phoenix Tower and how to hide it from the people in the Phoenix Tower without exposing any flaws.
Xu Qingluo has the memory of Phoenix Tower Master, but that may not necessarily make the world seamless. Some people's feelings are extremely keen.
Xu Qingluo has a mask, a token, and her behavior is completely according to the memory of the original poster, but she still may not be able to hide it from everyone.
All three of them were unknowingly and subtly influenced by Fakong into a cautious style of conduct.
Therefore, I will never underestimate the heroes of the world, and I dare not say that Xu Qingluo can definitely hide it from all the masters of the Phoenix Tower.
Therefore, some arrangements are needed to attract the attention of others and prevent them from becoming suspicious.
Tianjing
Xiaomyolian Temple
Monk Yuande is practicing in a quiet room in the temple. He is dressed in a bright yellow monk's robe and sits cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.
Suddenly, Fa Kong's voice came to his ears: "Master."
Monk Yuande woke up from his sedation, opened his eyes, stood up slowly, pushed the door open, and went straight to the outside of Xiaomiaolian Temple.
Fakong was standing outside the temple, dressed in a purple gold cassock, which flashed golden light in the sun. He was solemn and full of majesty.
He tithes.
Fa Kong smiles.
Monk Yuande invited him into Xiaomiaolian Temple, first to the Main Hall to offer incense, and then to Monk Yuande's small courtyard.
Fukong walked around the small courtyard with his hands behind his hands. The layout was simple, more than quiet, but not elegant enough. He shook his head and said with a smile: "The abbot of Xiaomiaolian Temple is not you, the master?"
"How can I be the abbot of Xiaomiaolian Temple, despite my virtues and abilities?" Monk Yuande said with a smile.
Fakong raised his eyebrows: "The next national preceptor is not qualified to be the abbot of Xiaomiaolian Temple?"
"The national teacher and the abbot are different." Monk Yuande shook his head: "The master is not the abbot either."
Fakong nodded: "Your Damiolian Temple is indeed different."
At his age, he can be the abbot of the outer courtyard of Kongo Temple. However, Yuan De's status in the Great Myolian Temple is only inferior to that of the National Master Honin, but he cannot be the abbot of the Small Myolian Temple.
Moreover, Benyin is not the abbot of Daimyolian Temple.
The person with the highest status is not the abbot. This strange situation is really difficult for Buddhists in Daqian to understand.
"Master came to see me, but there is something important?"
"Old Man Jiuyuan has succeeded in seizing the body." Fakong said, "We are about to take action."
Monk Yuande's expression changed slightly: "Have you succeeded in seizing the body?"
Fakong nodded: "It's a pity that the young leader couldn't escape after all."
However, Monk Yuande could not see the look of pity on his face, and it was obvious that he did not care about Zhu Yuquan's life at all.
Although Zhu Yuquan deserved to die, treating human life as trivial still made him feel faintly uncomfortable, and he felt that Fakong was too cruel.
Fakong glanced at him, saw what he was thinking, and smiled: "Master, do you think I should save him?"
If we don't look at Yuan De's sincerity in nature, even though he has methods and uses methods, he still maintains his sincerity and sincerity, I really don't want to explain more.
"..." Monk Yuande was speechless.
Zhu Yuquan really deserves to die.
What's more, Zhu Yuquan has always wanted to kill Fakong, and it would be impossible for him to save him. What he cares about is Fakong's attitude.
Fakong smiled and said: "I'm not sure of saving him. The moment the young leader flew away, his fate was actually determined. Master should know it."
"Yes!" Monk Yuande said solemnly: "Then shall we take action now?"
Fakong said: "If the Imperial Master is not busy, you can take action."
"Okay!" Monk Yuande said, "I'll go ask Master."
Since casting the rejuvenation spell, Master feels better and better, and is more confident in dealing with the Nine-Yuan Old Man.