Fakong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Quiting the Jinghu Sect?"
"That's right." The woman in white nodded lightly: "You can leave Jinghui Sect directly. If Master is worried, you can even stay in Yongkong Temple directly."
Fakong said: "Yongkong Temple does not need servants. Thank you for your kindness. I haven't asked you for your name yet."
"The little girl's surname is Yang." said the woman in white.
"Sect Master Yang." Fakong nodded and said, "They said they would withdraw from the Jinghu Sect, so how can we guarantee that they will actually withdraw?"
"So if you stay in Yongkong Temple, doesn't it mean you will quit the Jinghu Sect?"
"Haha..." Fakong smiled and shook his head.
Leaving Jinghui Sect disciples in Yongkong Temple, no matter how powerful you are, you will not do this. You are asking for trouble.
The thoughts of Jinghui Sect disciples have been solidified, pure and extreme, and cannot be changed later.
Even if they are cleansed with Buddhism every day, it may not really change their mindset.
If these people stay in Yongkong Temple and cause any trouble, it will be their own fault. Even if they leave Yongkong Temple and cause trouble in the future, it will also be their own fault.
"Then what does the master think should be done?" The woman in white said: "As long as we save them, no matter what, it will be fine."
Fakong sighed and shook his head: "It's difficult."
Almost all the disciples of Jinghui Sect died at the hands of the eminent monks of Damiaolian Temple, and they were resurrected by themselves.
What would the eminent monk of Damiaolian Temple think?
If you have nothing to do with Daimyolian Temple, then it doesn't matter. You just save people and don't care who kills them.
And among those who were rescued, whoever committed crimes has been targeted by the city guards.
As for these disciples of the Jinghui Sect, even if the city guards were targeting them, there was nothing they could do. Do they want the eminent monks of the Great Miaolian Temple to come over?
How is that different from not saving them?
The woman in white frowned.
Her face was covered by a veil, but her eyes and dark eyebrows were exposed, shrouded in a hint of sadness. A slight frown made her particularly pitiful, making people unable to bear to reject her.
Fa Kong stood still and looked at her with a smile.
"Master has completely excluded our Purity Sect." The woman in white said calmly, with melancholy in her clear and sweet voice.
Fakong smiled and said: "Jinghu Sect is indeed too domineering and forceful. It has to be like this. I hope Sect Leader Yang will forgive me."
"Excuse me?" The woman in white chuckled, with ridicule in her laughter, and her eyes became cold.
Fakong said: "Is Sect Master Yang ready to take action?"
"Master's Buddhist teachings are profound, but I don't know how to do martial arts." The woman in white said calmly: "My little girl wants to learn a thing or two."
Fakong said: "Even if Sect Leader Yang is better than me, he will not change his mind."
"What if one life is exchanged for another?" said the woman in white.
Fakong smiled: "Sect Leader Yang should think twice before taking action. When the time comes, it won't be one life for another, but one life worth ten."
He heard the threat from the woman in white, so of course he couldn't show weakness and had to threaten her back.
To exchange one life for another is to exchange the life of a disciple of Vajra Temple for the life of a disciple of Jinghui Sect.
And he said that the life of a disciple of the Vajra Temple would be worth the life of ten disciples of the Jinghui Sect.
However, it seems that his words cannot shock the woman in white.
Her eyes were cold and unremarkable, and it was obvious that in her eyes, no matter how many Jinghui Sect disciples there were, they could not stop her from taking the lives of the Vajra Temple disciples.
This is a lunatic.
The woman in white chuckled lightly, her eyes still cold and unsmiling.
Fa Kong could see her disregard for life.
Obviously, she wanted to save the lives of the Jinghui Sect disciples, not because she was unwilling to let them die, but because she had an ulterior motive.
What's the purpose?
He couldn't help but use his psychic powers and said with a smile: "Why did Sect Leader Yang save people?"
"As the leader of the sect, how can you ignore death?" The woman in white said calmly: "Just like why the master wants to save people, it's just a duty."
Fakong faintly sensed her thoughts and sighed: "Not only is the world filthy, but the Jinghui Sect itself is also filthy. Isn't Sect Master Yang's idea inappropriate? Is he going to completely destroy all sentient beings in the world?"
The woman in white's bright eyes flashed, looking at Fakong thoughtfully, her clear eyes wandering around, and she nodded lightly: "He has a clear mind."
Fakong said: "Zong Master Yang, you possess extraordinary skills and cover your whole body, but you can't see through it."
The woman in white chuckled lightly: "Master, you have such a superb eye and can see into every detail."
What monk Fakong said is correct.
The miraculous skills he has practiced are enough to cover his own energy and spirit, and Monk Fakong's telepathy cannot see through his own heart.
Then he guessed his own thoughts through observation and speculation, and this time he guessed correctly.
I really don't like people.
I like cats, dogs, sheep, horses, and even wolves and tigers, but I just don’t like people.
Human beings are the biggest source of filth in the world. Without humans, everything in this world would be in order. But with humans around, the heaven and earth will continue to be destroyed, the spiritual energy will slowly dry up, and eventually the heaven and earth will gradually be destroyed.
The greatest evil in the world is human beings.
Fakong said gently: "Sect Master Yang's idea is too biased. Human life is rare, so you should cherish it."
He won't try to convince the woman in white.
The most difficult thing to change is the concept. Even if she has a lotus tongue, she may not be able to shake her deep-rooted concept.
All he has to do is to restrict her from messing around.
"Master hasn't changed his mind yet?" the woman in white asked.
Fakong shook his head and said, "I'm sorry that I can't save the people of the Jinghui Sect. Sect Master Yang forgives me."
"Then there's nothing more to say." The woman in white said, "We'll meet up later. Let's say goodbye."
She turned around and left.
"Sect Master Yang." Fakong called to her.
The woman in white looked at him: "Master, do you want to keep me?"
A playful smile flashed in her eyes.
Fakong said: "Master Yang, do you want to kill my disciple of Vajra Temple?"
"Master, you have a Buddhist mantra that can bring them back to life. It doesn't matter whether they die or not, right?" the woman in white said with a smile.
There was a hint of threat in her tone.
Fakong said: "Zongzhu Yang thinks that his martial arts skills are invincible, so he can do whatever he wants?"
"Master, do you think you can keep me?" The woman in white said with a smile, "I'm afraid Master thinks too highly of himself."
Fakong sighed, shook his head and said, "I really don't want to come to this point, but it's a pity that Sect Leader Yang is so aggressive."
"Giggle, giggle..." The woman in white suddenly let out a clear and melodious smile, overjoyed: "As expected of an eminent monk, he has this kind of hypocrisy!"
Fakong looked at her calmly.
The flower branches of the woman in white trembled wildly, then stopped suddenly, and her eyes stared coldly over: "Monk, come on."
"Amitabha!" Fa Kongheshi announced the Buddha's name.
The woman in white suddenly changed before her eyes, and found that she was standing in a sea of flowers, with thousands of lotus flowers blooming, surrounding her in the center.
Looking up, there is no limit, except for the blue sky, there are endless lotus flowers, forming an ocean.
She sneered, knowing that everything in front of her was an illusion. As long as she kept her mind calm and concentrated her energy, she could break the illusion.
With all the mental techniques I have practiced, the thing I am not afraid of the most is illusion.
Monk Fakong actually tried to use illusions to deal with himself. It was simply a stupid move and he was asking for trouble.
As she concentrated on practicing her skills, her eyes flashed fiercely and her eyebrows furrowed.
No matter how hard you concentrate on your exercise, you still see thousands of lotus flowers in front of you. When a gust of wind blows, the bright and flawless lotus flowers sway lightly, and the refreshing breath hits your face.
Her heart sank slightly.
This is too weird. What kind of illusion is this?
She stretched out her hand to touch the lotus, but it was real. With a gentle stroke, a lotus left the stem and came to her jade hand.
Her jade hands and the lotus are one and the same, indistinguishable from each other, and they are equally bright and flawless.
She felt the weight and touch of the lotus. It was indeed a real lotus, not an illusion.
Could this be a higher level of illusion?
She picked up a petal with her slender fingers, pulled it out gently, pulled it out of the flower, and placed it in front of her for inspection.
This petal of the flower seems to be carved from white jade, exuding a fresh scent, and is so delicate that it will break at the slightest touch.
It is indeed a real lotus flower.
I knew it was an illusion, but what I saw and felt in reality was real and contrary to my own judgment.
Do you trust your own judgment or what you feel?
She took a deep breath and decided to trust her own judgment in the end. This was indeed an illusion and an illusion.
It's just that this illusion is difficult to break, and it takes a lot of heart to do it.
Thinking of this, she bit the tip of her tongue gently, spit out a word in her mouth, and made a strange sound.
The sound vibrated in the skull, the eyes were shaking violently, everything in the field of vision was shattering, and the world was collapsing.
When the sound stopped, she opened her eyes.
The lotus flowers are still boundless, connected with the sky, with the blue sky above and the lotus sea below.
She spoke again unconvinced, shaking her internal organs and brain, wanting to shatter all the illusions in front of her.
But after another shock, which made her muscles and bones numb, she still couldn't break through the illusion and illusion in front of her. Everything was real.
It seems that my judgments and thoughts are illusions.
She took a deep breath, insisted on her judgment, and thought about how to break it and how to escape.
I am standing on the wall. If I jump, will I jump off the wall? Will everything in front of me disappear?
When she thought of this, she jumped forward.
But there were lotus flowers all around her. No matter how far she jumped, she always landed on the lotus flowers and was held up by them.
She did not believe in evil and jumped again and again, but every time she was held up by the lotus, and she could not feel the gap at all.
He was just jumping on flat ground.
But the reality is that I should have jumped off the wall, but why can't I feel it at all?
My five senses have deceived me and I can no longer believe it. I can only be determined and firmly conclude that everything is an illusion and an illusion.
She stopped moving, closed her eyes, and felt the surroundings, not missing any detail.
Yongkong Temple is adjacent to Fengming Avenue. Standing at the top of the wall, the noise was faintly heard, but at this time, no sound was heard.
There was also the faint aroma coming from Fengming Avenue, where there was a restaurant. Although the aroma of wine and vegetables had almost dispersed when they came over, she could still smell it to her nose.
When I concentrated on it, there was no noise, no smell of wine or food, and it felt like I was in an absolutely quiet place.
She knew it was an illusion, but she couldn't break it. For a moment, she was in a stalemate.