Ever since she learned about Zhu Cisui, she had been on guard, and had also sent people to carefully inquire about Zhu Cisui's details.
The Jade Butterfly Sect has a wide network of contacts and is well-informed. Especially with the help of the imperial court, news about Zhu Cisui was gathered bit by bit.
She saw another version of herself.
It was also when he was unknown that he perfected his master's Zhenzong martial arts.
He left the nunnery and entered the world, and entered the imperial court, while Zhu Cisui chose to cultivate in obscurity. Both of them were pursuing a higher level.
However, compared to his own bizarre experiences, Zhu Cisui had less experience and weaker cultivation.
But we cannot underestimate him because of this. Mirror Flower Water Moon Gong is a very mysterious and miraculous skill and cannot be underestimated.
The Jing Hua Shui Yue Kung Fu is extremely good at blinding the eyes, deceiving the five senses, and killing people invisible. It is the top technique for plotting, ambush, and assassination.
If I was really careless and fell into his hands, I would be angry to death even if I was rescued by my senior brother.
Fa Kong looked at her.
Even when she has murderous intentions, she is still stunningly beautiful.
Ning Zhenzhen suppressed her smile and said solemnly: "Brother, you saved the eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple again, and now the news has spread."
"How was it passed on?"
"We all know that you saved our disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect and the eminent monks of the Great Miaolian Temple. You can use the Ksitigarbha Skywalking Mantra to fish people out of the underworld." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and said, "Of course I'm dubious."
Fa Kong nodded.
This is also unsurprising.
After all, this kind of thing is so unbelievable and beyond imagination that what you hear is false and what you see is true.
But the surging faith, as well as the ferocious expansion of Xiaoxitian's paradise, show that there is a lot of faith.
Especially the monks of Xiaomiaolian Temple firmly believe it, and the disciples of Jade Butterfly Sect also firmly believe it.
As for other people, there are many who believe it.
Most still don't believe it.
But whenever your life is in danger, you must come and give it a try.
"Senior brother, you have to be careful." Ning Zhenzhen said, "I'm afraid there will be many people who want to enter Yongkong Temple to see you."
Fakong nodded.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "Senior brother, will you save them?"
Fakong said: "If there is a fate, I will naturally save him."
"It's fate..." Ning Zhenzhen smiled sweetly.
She immediately understood what Fakong meant.
This fate is not easy to come by. It can only happen but cannot be sought. It all depends on luck.
He is usually away from Yongkong Temple and stays in the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple. He comes here occasionally. If you meet him at this time, it is fate.
Otherwise, there is no point even waiting at Yongkong Temple.
The next day, crowds began to appear outside Yongkong Temple. Many people who heard the news rushed over and wanted to see Fa Kong.
In the past few days, it was the turn of Monk Faxuan and others to come here to take turns, and they refused all requests from people to see them.
This did not dissuade everyone. They simply stayed outside Yongkong Temple and had to guard it morning and night.
Fa Xuan and the others did not drive them away, they just let them stay outside and ignored them even if there were more and more people.
Later, the city guards of Tianjing City saw the gathering here and came to drive them away.
However, among the waiting crowd, there were many powerful people who did not care about the eviction of the city guards and argued with reason.
They admire Master Fa Kong for his profound Dharma and want to wait for Master Fa Kong here instead of causing trouble. They are sincere to the Dharma and should not be driven away.
Faced with these dignitaries and these rhetoric, the city guards were a little overwhelmed. They could only ask for instructions step by step. Finally, they got the exact order and forcefully dispersed the crowd.
This aroused public outrage, and memorials flew to the palace one after another.
After Ning Zhenzhen had breakfast, she left the courtyard with Ding Xingqing and Jing Xiaomei and walked around Tianjing City.
When they arrived outside Yongkong Temple, what they saw was that the city guards had surrounded Yongkong Temple into three layers to prevent anyone from approaching.
The outermost area was already crowded with people, and there were shouters among the crowd, angrily accusing the city guards of being reckless and actually stopping the pilgrims.
This is to destroy the prosperity of Yongkong Temple and has ulterior motives.
Is it because Divine Monk Fakong is not from Dayong and he does this on purpose? This shows how narrow-minded Tianjing is and makes people laugh.
This angry rebuke aroused everyone's agreement, and they were not afraid of the unceremonious ridicule and ridicule of the city guards.
Ning Zhenzhen stood watching from a distance and shook his head.
"Sect Master, everyone is really anxious." Jing Xiaomei said softly: "The city guards have provoked everyone's anger this time."
"Hmph, when it comes to life and death, how can we not be anxious!" Ding Xingqing snorted: "If it were us, we would be just as anxious and angry."
Ning Zhenzhen nodded.
Put yourself in your own shoes, if it were related to the life and death of your disciples, would you be able to calm down and let the city guards stop you?
Not to mention the city guards, even if the emperor comes in person, they will not remain obedient. They will definitely try their best to see the senior brother and ask him for help.
The reason why the city guards are not tough enough is that most of the people who angrily criticize them are powerful people, but more importantly, public anger cannot be offended.
They knew that they were offending public anger and did not dare to act forcefully, lest they really provoke a popular uprising, which would be an unbearable consequence.
Jing Xiaomei said curiously: "Sect Master, they actually believe that Master Fakong can bring the dead back to life."
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there was such a strange thing in the world, and I wouldn't have believed it if I heard it from others.
Ding Xingqing said: "Others say they don't believe it, but the eminent monks of Damiaolian Temple will not lie or deceive others."
"That's it." Jing Xiaomei suddenly realized: "It turns out that it's because of the eminent monks of Damiaolian Temple."
Ding Xingqing looked at Ning Zhenzhen: "Sect Master, if Master Fakong doesn't help, I'm afraid it will arouse public anger. When the time comes..."
People will definitely hate him, and once they hate him, they will try their best to slander him. If three people become tigers and everyone speaks for gold, Master Fakong's reputation will definitely be damaged.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "There is nothing we can do about that. The master has no skills at all times, so it is impossible for him to respond to every request."
"What should we do?" Jing Xiaomei said worriedly: "With so many people, there will be more and more people. If the master does not appear, everyone will definitely turn their sorrow into anger and vent it on the master."
Ning Zhenzhen was not too worried.
How could senior brother not expect this?
There must be a way to deal with it.
I'm just curious, how does senior brother deal with it?
Her mind was turning, her eyes suddenly lit up, she turned around and clapped her palms lightly, and her palms met with a handsome, charming young man.
Silently, the strong wind suddenly appeared.
Ning Zhenzhen hunted in white, while Ding Xingqing and Jing Xiaomei were pushed ten meters away by invisible forces.
The powerful force squeezed them, making them almost breathless and unable to move a finger. They could only watch helplessly.
The handsome young man looked surprised, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "What a skill!"
He didn't expect that his palm would not be able to contribute to the success.
Ning Zhenzhen's white clothes slowly lay flat, her bright eyes were piercing, and she said calmly: "Who are you?"
This young man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. He is really handsome. There is a faint hint of melancholy in his deep eyes, which makes people curious about what is troubling him.
This is a very charming man.
"I'm Zhu Cisui."
Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face said calmly: "You want to kill me?"
"It's just a greeting." Zhu Cisui smiled: "As expected, he is indeed Sect Master Mo. His reputation is well-deserved, and his cultivation is so pure that it is unexpected."
If it weren't for the fact that her cultivation was far beyond imagination and she couldn't move, the palm just now had severely injured her, and the next palm after she was knocked away would have killed her.