If they insist on each other, they can only compromise in the end.
What comes out of compromise may end up being different, and no one will be satisfied.
So we still have to quarrel and keep tossing. I don’t know how many times it will take before I finally become honest.
There is plenty of time, and since they are so young and still have a long life, it is fun to waste some of it.
He looked on happily.
Dinner was eaten at Wangjiang Tower. After dinner, the group returned to Lingkong Temple to continue the previous debate.
No one can convince anyone.
Chu Ling didn't even return to the palace and stayed directly in Yongkong Temple.
Fakong ignored them and went directly back to his yard, standing in the yard with his hands behind his hands and admiring the bright moon.
The bright moon hangs high, as bright as a jade plate.
It was a good time to practice the Jade Liquid Solid Form Technique. Just as he was about to practice, Xu Qingluo came lightly.
She held a sandalwood tray and a jade pot of wine, put it on the table gently, and said with a smile: "Master..."
Fakong smiled: "Have you had enough trouble?"
"No." Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "We finally decided to have a martial arts competition to determine the outcome. There will be a total of thirty-six games. Whoever wins more will have the final say."
Fakong said: "Why play so many games? Twelve games are enough, right? Win two out of three games."
Xu Qingluo shook her head: "This is safer and more fair. What if someone makes rapid progress?"
"That's right." Fakong smiled.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master, has that old guy been solved?"
"Um."
"Is it really solved?!" Xu Qingluo's bright eyes widened: "It was solved so silently?"
Fakong smiled and said, "Do you still want to beat gongs and drums?"
"That's Old Man Jiuyuan!" Xu Qingluo exclaimed: "As expected of Master, Old Man Jiuyuan also took it without saying anything."
Old Man Jiuyuan is an old monster, an old monster who can make the Imperial Master fearful and dare not move around. The whole of Dayong is powerless against him.
Otherwise, he would have been destroyed long ago.
But now, it has been solved quietly by the master. If I tell you, no one will believe it.
That means I absolutely believe that Master will not lie to me.
Fakong smiled: "I shouldn't be the one to speak out... where is your plan?"
"I'm going to move the Phoenix Tower to Shenjing!" Xu Qingluo said, "I don't want to go to Dayun."
She really wanted to be the owner of Phoenix Tower and found it very interesting, especially after gaining the memory of King Qi.
After Fa Kong gained the ability to transfer the Memory Bead, she had obtained King Qi's complete memory.
In addition to King Qi's mask and tokens, he was also secretly practicing the Phoenix Tower's mental method and progressing very quickly.
In another half month, the Phoenix Tower's Phoenix Divine Skill will be practiced to a high enough level that it will be able to hide it from the disciples and elders of the Phoenix Tower.
Fakong nodded: "It's up to you, I won't ask about the specific actions."
"Thank you, Master." Xu Qingluo smiled sweetly and said, "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely do a good job as the poster."
Fakong nodded.
He believed that Xu Qingluo's wisdom and reactions could make her a good host, and it didn't matter if she didn't do well.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master, the conversion ceremony is about to be held. Why is Master not doing anything?"
Fakong said: "Just follow the arrangements of the Director of Ceremonies."
As the master, I had no room to say anything about the ceremony and process of the conversion ceremony, and everything was left to the Palace Supervisor.
The Chief of Ceremonies was the best at doing this kind of thing, so he didn't bother to ask more questions.
At that time, under the witness of everyone, Leng Feiqiong kowtows three times and bows six times, and accepts him as his converted disciple.
Xu Qingluo said: "The emperor won't do anything to catch Master off guard, right?"
Fakong shook his head.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master has accepted Leng Feiqiong as his disciple, do you really want to guide her in her practice?"
"Then it depends on whether she is willing."
"Of course she is willing."
"That's not necessarily the case." Fakong shook his head and said, "She has a noble status, a proud heart, and a very upright idea. She will not listen to others."
"Others are others, Master, you are different." Xu Qingluo said: "Without your guidance, Master, when can Concubine Leng take revenge with her own hands?"
"You think it's different, she may not think so." Fakong shook his head and said, "His Highness asked you to ask, right?"
"She didn't say it, but I know she is worried." Xu Qingluo shook her head: "After all, Concubine Leng and the Queen are rivals. Master, you should be on the side of the Queen, but now you are helping Concubine Leng and even accepting her as your wife.
Take refuge as a disciple."
Fakong smiled.
Seeing his strange smile, Xu Qingluo turned her bright eyes and asked in surprise: "Don't you think the Queen hates her?"
Fakong said: "The Queen is a rare pure and kind person."
It was really rare for him to maintain such innocence in the palace, which greatly impressed him. This was also the fundamental reason for helping her.
Although this kind of pure kindness is not suitable for the harem, but with the protection of the Queen Mother, there will be no big problems.
Especially after this time, the Queen has gained another layer of golden body, and no one can harm her.
Xu Qingluo said: "Master, why don't you accept the Queen as your disciple?"
Fa Kong smiled.
Xu Qingluo saw his strange smile and said in surprise: "Don't you want the queen to convert to the master?"
"Concubine Leng converted because she had no choice but to use my reputation to block rumors. Why did the Queen want to convert to me?"
"The Queen is a devout believer in Buddhism and has always wanted to take refuge under Master."
"If the Queen is not the Queen, that's okay."
"...It turns out that the emperor is unwilling." Xu Qingluo suddenly nodded, thoughtfully: "Do you think that doing this will make the master's status too high?"
Fa Kong nodded.
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Xu Qingluo sighed, curled her red lips, and swallowed the words that came to her lips.
Is the emperor too petty?
The imperial concubine can convert, but the queen cannot?
But this is also good news, indicating that in the eyes of the emperor, the queen has a higher status than Concubine Leng.
Sister Chu should be completely relieved when she hears this, so she doesn't have to worry about the emperor deposing the queen and making Leng Feiqiong the queen.
Fakong took a sip of wine and looked up at the bright moon.
"Master, is there something wrong with this moon?"
Xu Qingluo always felt that something was wrong with Fakong's gaze. It was not like admiring the moonscape normally, but something else.
She is extremely sensitive.
Fakong turned his head and looked at her.
Xu Qingluo asked doubtfully: "Master?"
"How's your Taiyin practice going?"
"I have already practiced to a perfect level."
"Continue to practice," Fakong said: "The Taiyin Small Form Refining is very mysterious, and it doesn't stop at this point."
"There is no mystery..." Xu Qingluo quickly recalled her practice of Taiyin Small Form Refining and some insights.
Taiyin's small form refining is mysterious, but it doesn't have much power. It only cleanses the marrow and bones, perfecting the body. It cannot be used against the enemy.
Therefore, after practicing successfully, I did not continue to practice. My time was limited and I wanted to practice more advanced martial arts.
"Keep practicing," Fakong said.
"Yes." Xu Qingluo agreed without hesitation: "Master, what's so mysterious about it?"
Fakong shook his head: "Wait for now."
He has already combined the Taiyin Small Shape Refining Technique with the Jade Liquid Solid Shape Jue, and found that there is a faint thread to follow.
Comparing the two, he gained a new understanding.
He wanted to try if he could combine the Jade Liquid Solid Form Technique with the Taiyin Small Form Refining Technique. Even if they couldn't be integrated into one body, they could still promote each other and become better than before.
Xu Qingluo suddenly became infinitely curious.
Fakong drank the wine and admired the bright moon, waving his hand: "Go ahead."
"Yes." Xu Qingluo responded, exited lightly, and ran to continue the discussion with Chu Ling and the others.
Therein lies the matter of taking refuge.
In Xiaomiaolian Temple, the sound of chanting sutras and the sound of wooden fish can be heard lingering.
Monk Yuande was practicing boxing in his small courtyard. Suddenly he felt something, stopped his boxing, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard, left Xiaomiaolian Temple, passed through the noisy crowd on the street, and arrived at Yongkong Temple.
As soon as he arrived outside the gate of Yongkong Temple, the gate of Yongkong Temple was opened.
But it was Fa Wu who was standing behind the door, saluting respectfully: "Master Yuande, abbot, please invite me."
Now that the danger was resolved, they returned to Yongkong Temple.
Several people from Dharma took turns to welcome the guest monks, and today it was the turn of Dharma Enlightenment.
Now that he saw Monk Yuande, his heart was as calm as water, with no disturbance, only encouragement and ambition to forge ahead.
Monk Yuande titheed without saying a word and stepped into the temple. Without Fawu's guidance, he arrived at the abbot's courtyard of Fakong.
Fakong was admiring flowers in the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
The flowers are still wet with dew, tender and bright, which is refreshing to look at, as if you are immersed in the freshness.
Monk Yuande came closer.
Fa Kong turned around and said with a smile: "Master, there is good news."
Monk Yuande's eyes lit up: "Is it possible that Old Man Jiuyuan has gone crazy?"
Fakong smiled and said: "I have sent him to heaven."
Monk Yuande was stunned for a moment and looked at him dubiously.
Fakong smiled and said, "Master, don't you believe it?"
"Old man Jiuyuan?" Monk Yuande asked: "It's him, right?"
Fakong reached out and took it out from his sleeve, then smiled and threw a bright red cinnabar sign to Monk Yuande.
Monk Yuande took it and looked it over. His expression quickly became serious. He looked at the red sign and then looked at Fakong: "Is this really the Nine Yuan Old Man?"
He has seen this picture of a token, and this one is the leader token of the Nine Yuan Sect.
Fakong smiled and said: "It seems that I will take you to see his body, but it is not close to here."
"It doesn't matter whether you are near or far." Monk Yuande said.
Fakong said: "I'd better bring him here... Even though he'll be buried in peace, I can't care less."
"I'd better go." Monk Yuande said, "I also want to see what the fight will be like."
He wanted to observe the scene of the fight, to understand the situation at that time, and to take the opportunity to see the reality of Fakong.
Fakong nodded, took out a map from his sleeve, pointed on the map, and told Monk Yuande the location.
Monk Yuande took the map, turned around and left.
He first went to Xiaomiaolian Temple to report to the national preceptor, the old monk Benyin, and then set off directly to the place Fakong mentioned.
Two nights later, he arrived at the small mountain village and found Fakong halfway up a mountain peak.
The bright moon hangs high in the night sky.
The clear light shrouded the mountain peaks, and the woods were quiet.
Fa Kong sat quietly in front of a grave.
He came to Fakong and looked at the tombstone. When he saw what was written on it, he whispered: "Is this the tomb of Old Man Jiuyuan?"
Fakong pointed to the grave: "He is inside, open it and take a look?"
"Amitabha!" Monk Yuande announced the Buddha's name and chanted sutras in a low voice.