Because he felt a faint sense of danger, although the sense of danger was not that strong, he still gave up after trying it twice.
As a person who pursues immortality, any danger must be avoided. If you can't get close to danger, don't get close to it. Don't take risks because of the benefits.
Man dies for wealth and bird dies for food, that's how it is.
Fakong said: "Master Cien may have two goals when he comes out, one is the Demon Lord, and the other is the relic."
"If he has two goals, even if I give him this relic, I'm afraid he still won't be satisfied and will still have to deal with me."
Fakong smiled.
"Would he be embarrassed to deal with me because of this?" Li Ying shook her head: "As a disciple of Fumo Temple, subduing demons must be the first priority. He must have no regard for human feelings."
Fakong said: "By returning the relic to him, you are showing kindness to the Fumo Temple and the disciples of the Fumo Temple. As a disciple of the Fumo Temple, how can he not be touched at all?"
"But he may very well feel that good and evil are more important than grudges." Li Ying sighed and said, "To defeat the devil is to do justice for heaven."
Fakong smiled: "If that's really the case, we can only fight once."
"I really can't beat him?"
"Can't beat it."
"Then I can only run for my life?" Li Ying snorted.
Fakong said: "You can come to my temple and I will help you secretly."
Li Ying looked at him.
Fakong looked at her with a smile.
Li Ying's face looks like a piece of mutton-fat white jade in the moonlight, with a warm and moist luster flowing on her skin. Her eyes are black and bright, and the whites of her eyes are like snow soaked in mercury. The clear black and white are breathtaking.
"I won't say thank you anymore," Li Ying looked at him generously: "Since you know he is going to do it, why do you still give him the relic?"
"Giving him relics can reduce some of the murderous intent." Fakong said.
Li Ying frowned.
Fakong said: "As far as I know, the Ming Dynasty's Demon Subduing Technique is driven by murderous intent. The more murderous the intent, the stronger the power. This relic can weaken at least three points of his power."
Li Ying pondered.
After the Demon Lord fought with the eminent monk of Fumo Temple, he didn't leave any experience behind, at least there was no record of it.
He just created the miraculous skill of Ye Dao.
Of course, some people say that this karma sword was created long time ago, but the Demon Lord integrated the karma sword into Fumo Temple's miraculous skill, making it even more powerful.
In short, this kind of thing without precise records will become more and more outrageous and exaggerated as time goes by.
If it is true as Fakong said, the Ming Dynasty's demon-subduing skill is driven by murderous intent, and sending his relics can indeed reduce its power.
But she was still ready to move.
She has been thinking, is this Monk Ci'en really so strong? It makes Fakong so fearful, and she is sure that she is no match.
She was emotionally unconvinced, but her rationality told her to be careful and to listen to Fakong's judgment.
Li Ying finally shook her head gently.
She has been advancing by leaps and bounds, making vigorous progress without any slack, and wants to catch up with Fakong.
But now it seems that my cultivation is still not enough.
This is because things in the world are impermanent. If you don’t change based on your will, no matter how hard you work, you may not be as lucky as others.
"Tomorrow morning, he will come to me."
"……good."
In the early morning, under the golden light, the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple is filled with the sound of chanting sutras and the sound of wooden fish, filled with vicissitudes and solemnity.
The outer courtyard of Vajra Temple is already filled with a long queue, which stretches more than 100 meters to Suzaku Avenue.
People were talking while lining up.
We are no longer surprised by the sudden appearance of critically ill patients in front of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple. We have become accustomed to seeing their lives hanging after being quickly drunk with divine water by the disciples of Vajra Temple, and we no longer marvel.
Looking at the scenes in front of them, they felt peaceful in their hearts. With the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple around, they were not afraid of the sick.
Suddenly they noticed a girl in green robes walking slowly with a tall and burly monk. They all greeted her and called her Miss Xu.
With a sweet smile, Xu Qingluo returned the tithe and led the tall and burly monk Cien into the temple gate.
"Who is Miss Xu leading?"
"I haven't seen it before."
"Ms. Xu personally invited me here. I'm sure it's not an unknown person. I'm afraid it's some eminent monk."
"Yes, the person who can be invited by the disciples sent by Divine Monk Fakong himself is definitely not an ordinary person. Does anyone recognize him?"
The pilgrims around him were talking a lot, but no one recognized the origin of this tall monk, and they became more and more curious.
So I kept asking.
Unfortunately, I never found out.
With doubts and curiosity, they stared at the temple door to see if Monk Ci'en would come out soon.
"Speaking of which, Miss Xu is really lucky."
"Who says it's not the case? I can't envy you."
"Becoming a registered disciple of Divine Monk Fa Kong is really..."
In their opinion, becoming a registered disciple of Divine Monk Fa Kong means reaching heaven in one step and no longer being a mortal in the world.
"Amitabha." Fakong stood by the life-releasing pool, titheed Monk Ci'en as he slowly walked in, and said with a smile: "Master Ci'en, I'm welcome from afar."
Monk Ci'en had a big, square face and was serious in speech. He Shidan said calmly: "Fakong Divine Monk, I have admired your name for a long time."
Fakong shook his head and smiled: "It's just a bit of a false reputation."
"From the moment I came down the mountain, the name of the divine monk Fa Kong has been ringing in my ears all the way to Shenjing."
Fakong smiled and said nothing, stretched out his hand to invite you.
The two sat at the stone table on one side. Xu Qingluo quickly served tea, stood behind Fakong, and looked at Monk Ci'en curiously.
Since it was Fakong's order, she went to Miaojue Temple in person, met with Monk Ci'en, and presented her with an invitation.
Monk Ci'en behaved very calmly. After receiving the invitation, he agreed and followed Xu Qingluo.
"The holy monk summoned me, what's the point of my business?" Monk Cien asked directly without drinking tea.
Fakong took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Occasionally, I had a feeling that there was an eminent monk coming to Fumo Temple, so I invited the master to come and meet me."
He said with emotion: "I have heard about the name of Fumo Temple for a long time, but I never expected to see the eminent monk of Fumo Temple in person."
Monk Ci'en said calmly: "Even if you don't call me, holy monk, in two days, the poor monk will come to visit me personally."
Fakong smiled and said, "Master, you want to study Buddhism?"
"No." Monk Cien shook his head and said, "I was ordered to go down the mountain and kill the new Demon Lord."
Fakong raised his eyebrows.
Xu Qingluo was secretly angry, feeling that this monk Ci En was arrogant and his tone was so condescending and rude.
Monk Ci'en said: "It is judged in the temple that a new Demon Lord will appear soon, and Monk Fakong, you have clairvoyance and can find this future Demon Lord, so the poor monk is here to ask for help."
Fakong smiled: "Now that the six paths of the Demon Sect are split, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Demon Lord to appear again."
"The judgment in the temple will not be wrong." Monk Ci'en said solemnly: "Didn't the holy monk find this person?"
Fakong said: "Who do you think it will be, Master?"
"According to what the poor monk saw, I'm afraid it's Li Ying, the young master of Cantian Dao."
"Li Ying..." Fakong shook his head and said, "Li Ying is the deputy secretary of the Green Clothes Department and cannot be killed."
He then smiled and said: "Master, you don't want to kill her directly, do you? If you really want to kill her, you will be in big trouble, and the Fumo Temple will be in danger of destruction."
Monk Ci'en frowned.
Fakong said: "Master, do you know her current identity? The deputy Sizheng of the Green Clothes Department, but a high-ranking official of the imperial court. To kill her is to go against the imperial court."
Monk Cien said slowly: "Where righteousness lies, no matter what you do, don't hesitate!"
Fakong said: "Master, think twice."
Just at this time, Lin Feiyang's voice came from outside: "Abbott, Deputy Secretary Li is here."