He laughed secretly that Monk Yuande was really very particular.
Since we are about to be thrown into the grave, why should we recite sutras?
Moreover, both of their souls have been sent to heaven and reincarnated by him, so chanting sutras is useless now.
After a cup of tea, Monk Yuande finished chanting.
He slowly opened his handsome eyes and solemnly said: "Master, let me do it."
Fa Kong nodded.
"Bang!" Monk Yuande pressed his palms on the ground and stamped his feet at the same time. It was like a huge stone hitting the ground, causing the ground to tremble.
"Bang!" The grave head flew up and splashed in all directions.
The wooden coffin emerged from the splashing soil and landed lightly in front of their feet.
Fakong flicked his sleeves.
The coffin lid flew up, and Zhu Yuquan was lying quietly on his back, even as if he was soundly asleep, and his face was still rosy.
This is the magic of Jiuding Zhenyuan Jue.
Even if the soul is gone, the body still retains a trace of vitality, which nourishes the body and does not rot, and can last for a long time.
"It's him." Monk Yuande said slowly.
He is very familiar with Zhu Yuquan, and no matter how powerful his disguise is, his true form will appear after death.
He leaned over and stretched out his hand to touch Zhu Yuquan's neck to test whether he was really dead and whether he was still alive.
It looks like it's still alive.
There is a small scar under Zhu Yuquan's neck. It is easy to ignore it at ordinary times, but it turns out that there is this scar.
He stood up and looked around, looking around.
Fakong said: "The fight is not here, but in the courtyard where he lives in seclusion. Master, you want to take a look over there?"
"I wonder if I can take a look?"
"Follow me." Fakong waved his sleeves.
The coffin lid was closed, the coffin floated again, and fell back into the pit. Then the soil scattered and fell, quickly forming a small mound and forming a new grave.
Fakong turned around and left.
Monk Yuande titheed towards the tomb again, followed Fa Kong, and came to the courtyard.
Monk Yuande came to this small courtyard and looked from the inside to the outside, his eyes not missing any trace.
His expression was solemn and his heart was awe-inspiring.
There were no traces at all. It was obvious that the two of them did not fight too fiercely, and Fakong captured him directly.
No matter what method was used, despicable or not, sneak attack or plot, it could not hide the fact that Zhu Yuquan was easily killed.
Zhu Yuquan was probably in a period of weakness and his cultivation was not that strong, so Fakong succeeded easily.
This is the only explanation.
If Zhu Yuquan had not weakened and maintained the level of cultivation of the Nine Yuan Old Man, Fa Kong would never be able to easily destroy him.
Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fakong looked at him with a smile, and saw clearly what was going on in Monk Yuande's mind, and said with a smile: "Master can now pretend to be the young leader."
Monk Yuande nodded slowly, with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid that my fault will be exposed, so I need your help, Master Fakong."
Fakong smiled and said: "I will help as much as I can, the Nine Yuan Holy Sect cannot be disrupted."
Monk Yuande came out of the small courtyard, drifted silently, without disturbing the dogs in the village, and drifted to a mountain peak.
It is exactly where Fa Kong practiced his martial arts before, the place of Taiyin.
"Master, what is his cultivation level? Can the master's previous conjecture be confirmed?" Monk Yuande looked at Fa Kong with burning eyes under the moonlight.
"There is no need to talk about this now." Fakong shook his head and said with a smile: "He was attacked by me secretly. I first used the Shifang Tianlong Yin to suddenly attack behind him while he was resisting. He was caught off guard and was hit."
"The Dragon's Chant of the Ten Directions..." Monk Yuande was immediately attracted to his attention: "Master has practiced the Dragon's Chant of the Ten Directions?"
Fakong smiled and said: "Master actually knows the dragon chants of the ten directions?"
"The Great Heavenly Dragon's Yin is a higher level, the Ten Directions Heavenly Dragon's Yin." Monk Yuande said: "The untold secret of the Great Thunder Sound Temple."
He looked at Fakong, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect it to be passed on to the master."
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Fakong smiled and said: "After all, Daxue Mountain is one family. Has Master ever experienced the Great Heavenly Dragon's Yin?"
"Yes." Monk Yuande looked reminiscing and said with emotion: "I fought against a certain eminent monk from the Snowy Mountains and almost died in his hands."
Fakong smiled and said, "It can't be Master Chengxu, right?"
Monk Yuande shook his head: "I don't know his dharma name, but the great dragon's roar is really powerful enough to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to shatter."
The original scene emerged in his mind. The burly and powerful monk roared, followed by another roar, and another roar.
The three long roars were continuous and superimposed on each other, causing his blood to surge and his whole body to feel weak.
If it weren't for the treasure's protection, he would really be killed by it.
Even though he was protected by treasures, he barely recovered his vitality, and tried his best to resist, he still sealed his palm, causing his internal organs to move out of place.
He could only use his miraculous skills, and he couldn't get out of bed for ten days and nights, so he tried his best to escape with his life by using his Qinggong skills.
"The fact that the master has survived to this day is indeed a blessing. Master Chengxu is not an ordinary person." Fakong said.
Master Chengxu possesses both the Heart Technique of the Great Thunder Sound Temple and the Asura Divine Art. He is the best at killing. His cultivation level is not inferior to that of Monk Yuande. It is not difficult to kill Monk Yuande.
Monk Yuande shook his head with emotion: "This Master Chengxu is truly extraordinary."
If it weren't for my great ability to escape, I would have definitely fallen into the hands of Monk Chengxu. This would be the most dangerous time for me.
Because he is familiar with the method of reincarnation, his feelings about life and death are different from ordinary people, so he does not pay too much attention to them.
I don’t have any hatred for Monk Chengxu, but I admire him.
At that time, Dayong and Daqian were still enemies, fighting each other. Monk Chengxu killed himself, and he killed Monk Chengxu, each for his own master.
Just like killing the monk Fawu at that time.
It's different now.
We can turn conflicts into friendship, we are already allies, and the past can be wiped out.
When Monk Yuande said this, he nodded with emotion: "No wonder, it is indeed easy to succeed with the Shifang Tianlong Yin."
It is said that the power of the Shifang Tianlong Yin is far greater than the power of the Great Tianlong Yin. Under the long roar, the blood energy is shaken, and then he takes the opportunity to sneak attack, which is very easy to succeed.
As for the fact that it was difficult to practice the Heavenly Dragon's Chant of the Ten Directions but Fa Kong managed it, he was not surprised. After all, he knew Buddhist mantras and magical powers, so it was not unusual to practice the Heavenly Dragon's Chant of the Ten Directions.
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The sun is high and the sky is blue.
The bright sunshine shines on the entire Shenjing.
In Yongkong Temple, hundreds of people crowded outside the Main Hall, one floor after another.
Although there are many people, they are quiet and solemn.
There are only the sounds of wooden fish and low chanting in the main hall.
The outside of Yongkong Temple was crowded with secret guards of the Forbidden City, and there were three layers of guards surrounding it. Not a single fly could fly in. Even though it was winter, there were no flies.
Everyone who enters Yongkong Temple is a person of extraordinary status.
Either high-ranking officials from the imperial court, princes, nobles, or martial arts celebrities gathered in Yongkong Temple to witness the concubine Leng Feiqiong's conversion to Master Fakong.
Fakong stood on the steps of the Main Hall, at the foot of the steps stood Leng Feiqiong, and the Emperor Chu Xiong and the Queen stood beside him.
Leng Feiqiong was surrounded by six palace maids and six chamberlains.
Ten meters away, the princes and princes stood on the first floor, the senior officials of the court stood on the second floor, and the martial arts masters stood on the third floor.
The door of the Main Hall opens, and inside is a golden Buddha statue.
This Buddha statue sits cross-legged on a lotus platform, with his hands in a mudra, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression of compassion.
Six old monks with white eyebrows were chanting sutras in front of the Buddha statue and knocking wooden fish in their hands.
Fa Kong stood on the top step, his thin body covered with purple gold cassock, which shone slightly in the sunlight.
He closed his eyes slightly, and his face was illuminated by the sun, like white jade, with a faint, warm glow.
His whole body exudes solemn and sacred majesty, as if he is integrated with the golden Buddha statue in the Mahavira Hall. The golden Buddha statue is his Dharmakaya.
The people watching were inexplicably filled with piety and reverence, and couldn't help but want to clasp their hands together and bow in salute.
Among the crowd, one person suddenly straightened his chest and spoke.
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