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- He laughed to himself that Monk Yuande was really particular.
Since we are going to throw graves, why do we still have to recite scriptures?
Moreover, the souls of both of them have been sent to the sky by him, and they have reincarnated, so it is useless to chant sutras now.
After a cup of tea, Monk Yuande finished chanting.
He slowly opened his handsome eyes, and said solemnly: "Master, let me come."
Fakong nodded.
"Bang!" Monk Yuande pressed his palms to the ground, and stomped his feet at the same time, like a boulder hitting the ground, causing the ground to tremble.
"Bang!" The tomb flew up and splashed in all directions.
The wooden coffin emerged from the splashing mud, and fell lightly to the feet of the two.
Fakong flicked his sleeves.
The coffin lid flew up, and Zhu Yuquan was lying quietly on his back, even as if he had fallen asleep, his face was still rosy.
This is the magic of Jiuding Town Yuanjue.
Even if the soul is not there, 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 he is in disguise, he will show his original shape after death.
He leaned over and stretched out his hand to touch Zhu Yuquan's neck to see if he was really dead and if he was still alive.
It looks as if it is still alive.
Zhu Yuquan had a small scar under his neck, which is usually easy to ignore, but he really did have this scar.
He got up and looked around, looking around.
Fakong said: "It's not fighting here, in his secluded courtyard, the master wants to see over there?"
"I don't know if I can have a look?"
"Follow me." Fakong flicked his sleeves.
The coffin lid was closed, the coffin floated up again, and fell back into the pit, and then the soil fell down one after another, quickly forming a small mound and forming a new grave.
Fakong turned and left.
Monk Yuande titheed towards the grave again, followed Fakong, and came to the courtyard.
Monk Yuande came to this small courtyard, looking out from the inside of the house, his eyes never let go of any trace.
His expression is solemn, and his heart is awe-inspiring.
There were no traces. Obviously, the two did not fight too fiercely, and Fakong directly took him down.
No matter what method is used, despicable or not, sneak attack or conspiracy, it can't cover up one point: Zhu Yuquan was easily killed.
Zhu Yuquan was probably in a period of weakness, and his cultivation base was not that strong, so he was easily captured by Fakong.
There is only this one explanation.
If it is said that Zhu Yuquan has not weakened and maintained the realm of old man Jiuyuan, it is absolutely impossible for Fakong to destroy him easily.
Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fakong looked at him with a smile, saw Monk Yuande's mental journey clearly, and said with a smile: "Master can now pretend to be the Young Master."
Monk Yuande nodded slowly, with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid that my feet will be exposed, and I need Master Fakong to help you."
Fakong smiled and said, "Help as much as you can, and the Nine Elements Sacred Church cannot be messed up."
Monk Yuande came out of the small courtyard, drifted silently, without disturbing the dogs in the village, and floated to a mountain peak.
It is exactly the place where Fakong practiced before, the place of Taiyin.
"Master, what is his cultivation level? Has the master's previous conjecture been confirmed?" Monk Yuande looked at Fakong with burning eyes under the moonlight.
"There's no need to talk about it now." Fakong shook his head and smiled, "He was plotted against by me in a sneak attack. I first used the dragon chant of ten directions, and while he was resisting, I suddenly shot behind him. He was caught off guard."
"The dragon chant of the ten directions" Monk Yuande was immediately attracted to the attention: "Master has practiced the dragon chant of the ten directions?"
Fakong laughed and said, "Master, you know the chants of dragons from the ten directions?"
"The Great Heavenly Dragon's Chant is on a higher level, and the ten-direction Heavenly Dragon's Chant." Monk Yuande said: "The untold secret of the Great Leiyin 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 said with a smile: "After all, Daxueshan is a family. Has the master heard the Datianlong chant?"
"Yes." Monk Yuande showed a look of reminiscence, and said with emotion: "When I fought against a certain eminent monk from Daxue Mountain, I almost died at his hands."
Fakong laughed and said, "Could it be Master Chengxu?"
Monk Yuande shook his head: "I don't know his dharma name, but the Great Heavenly Dragon Yin really has the power to shatter heaven and earth."
In his mind, the originalIn one scene, the burly and strong monk let out a long cry, followed by another long cry, and another long cry.
Three long and continuous howls, superimposed on each other, made my blood swell and swell, and my whole body was sore and limp.
If it wasn't for the treasure body protection, I would really be killed by it.
Even with the treasure protecting the body, barely recovering blood, and trying to resist, he was still slapped by him, and the internal organs were dislodged.
He could only perform miraculous kung fu, and couldn't get out of bed for ten days and nights, urging light kung fu to escape with his life.
"Master is indeed lucky to have survived until now, Master Chengxu is not an ordinary person." Fakong said.
?Master Uncle Chengxu is both the Great Leiyin Temple Mind Dharma and Asura Divine Art. He is the best at killing and attacking. 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 really extraordinary."
If it wasn't for his great ability to escape, he would indeed have fallen into the hands of monk Chengxu. This was the most dangerous time for him.
Because he is familiar with the law of reincarnation, he has a different feeling about life and death than ordinary people, and he doesn't pay much attention to it.
He does not hate Monk Chengxu, but admires him.
At that time, Dayong and Dagan were still rivals, fighting each other, monk Chengxu killed himself, and monk Chengxu himself, each was his own master.
Just like killing monk Fawu at that time.
Now it is different.
Can turn hostility into friendship, already an ally, the past can be written off.
When Monk Yuande said this, he nodded with emotion: "No wonder, it's really easy to get it after using the Ten Fang Tianlong Chan."
It is said that Shifang Tianlongyin is far better than the power of Datianlonglongyin. Under the long roar, the blood is shaken, and then it is very easy to succeed by taking the opportunity to sneak attack.
As for saying that the chant of the dragons of the ten directions is difficult to practice but let Fakong practice it, he is not surprised. After all, he knows the Buddha's mantra and supernatural powers, and it is not uncommon to practice the dragons of the ten directions.
The sun hangs high and the sky is blue.
The bright sunshine shines on the whole Shenjing.
In Yongkong Temple, hundreds of people crowded outside the Daxiong Hall, layer by layer.
Although there are many people, it is quiet and solemn.
Only the sound of wooden fish and deep chanting in the Daxiong Hall.
The outside of Yongkong Temple is covered with secret guards of the Forbidden Palace, surrounded by three layers of guards, not a single fly can fly in, although it is winter now, there are no flies.
All those who entered Yongkong Temple were of extraordinary status.
Some senior officials of the imperial court, or princes and 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 Daxiong Palace, Leng Feiqiong stood under the steps, and the Emperor Chuxiong and the Empress stood aside.
Beside Leng Feiqiong were six court ladies and six servants, surrounding her.
Ten meters away, princes and princes stood on the first floor, high court officials stood on the second floor, and martial arts masters stood on the third floor.
The gate of the Daxiong Palace was opened, and inside was a golden Buddha statue.
? This Buddha statue sits on the lotus platform in lotus, with hands in mudra, eyes slightly closed, with a compassionate expression.
Six old monks with white beards and eyebrows were chanting sutras on the ground in front of the Buddha statue, knocking wooden fish in their hands.
Fakong stood on the top step. His thin body was covered with a purple and gold cassock, which shone golden in the sunlight.
He slightly closed his eyelids, his face shone in the sun, like white jade, faintly glowing with warmth.
He exudes a solemn and sacred majesty all over his body, as if he is integrated with the golden Buddha statue in the Daxiong Hall, and the golden Buddha statue is his Dharma body.
The onlookers were inexplicably devout and respectful, and couldn't help but want to clap their hands together and bow to salute.
Among the crowd, suddenly a person straightened his chest and was about to speak.
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