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- Fa Kong seems to be disapproving, but in fact he is at peace.
As the most outstanding disciple of Mingyue Nunnery, she will eventually enter the inner nunnery and leave the world.
Without experiencing grievances and hatreds in the world, and unable to see through the world of lovers, there is no way to truly escape and step into the inner nunnery to obtain great tranquility and great detachment.
These entanglements of grievances and grievances will eventually melt into clouds.
Since he gained a long lifespan, his perspective on things has unknowingly changed.
He takes a longer view, is more patient, and cherishes the present more.
Ning Zhenzhen changed the subject and said with a smile, "Brother, when will the Nine Yuan Sacred Sect be wiped out?"
Fakong said, "Within a month."
Ning Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows lightly, "The huge Nine Yuan Sacred Cult only persisted for a month?"
Fakong said, "Don't forget that there is Master Yuande."
Ning Zhenzhen pursed his lips and said with a light smile, "Monk Yuande doesn't want to correct them and turn them into good soldiers?"
Fakong said, "Monk Yuande has no such selfishness, and he found that he couldn't control this group of people, so he gave up trying to get them to change their ways."
The only person the disciples of Jiuyuan Shengjiao respect is the old man Jiuyuan, and the young leader doesn't look down on them.
Even though Monk Yuande severely punished some people who were obedient and violators, they still couldn't stop pretending to be monks like butterflies wearing flowers, and they stepped on the same steps without any disorder.
However, the unruffled pace gave people a feeling of being dazzled.
Surrounded by martial arts masters, they felt that there were monks everywhere, with their bald heads shining brightly in the sun.
Because the speed is extremely fast, and the flashes of the bald head are closely connected, forming a faintly flickering halo.
They only think that the monks are densely packed and airtight, and not a single fly can fly in.
The endless palms and fists hit me, like being in a storm, no matter how exquisite my body skills and moves were, I couldn't avoid it.
The only thing that can be done is to bear it head-on, to fight head-to-head, protect the body with enough energy, and strive to survive for a longer time.
But if it goes on like this, without reinforcements, it will still be destroyed in the end.
"Fight!" Someone roared.
"Let's die together!"
"Pull a few backs!"
"Let's all go down together, if you go together, you can also break into the Palace of the King of Hades!"
"The ancestor will definitely avenge us!"
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Amidst the roar, the masters of Jiuyuan Shengjiao began to activate Jiuding Town Yuan Jue, their bodies swelled one after another.
The brocade clothes were stretched tightly, as if they were about to burst at any moment.
"Bang bang bang bang" Several monks in bright yellow costumes were knocked out.
The sum of the outer circle.
The two of them flew up like two wisps of light smoke, and soon left Tianjing City and came to the top of a mountain.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the bright sunlight shone on the two of them.
The two stood side by side on the top of the mountain, Ning Zhenzhen had a white scarf hanging over his face, covering his face.
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A gust of breeze came slowly, blowing her green blouse, which could no longer cover her graceful figure.
It is more than 300 meters away from the valley, but it does not hinder their viewing, and they can see clearly.
Looking down from a height, more than two hundred monks form a lotus flower, which blooms sometimes and closes sometimes, changing constantly.
Although some monks flew up from time to time, as if they were about to fall out of the formation, they still fell into the formation in the end, maintaining the shape of a lotus flower.
In the center surrounded by lotus petals, more than a hundred martial arts masters are all bare chested, shirtless, and all of them have horrifying expressions, like more than a hundred wild beasts, fierce and frightening.
However, more than two hundred monks kept calm and walked calmly, or punched or palmed, continuously, even if they were knocked out, they still remained calm and calm, showing the demeanor of an eminent monk.
A gust of wind blew, and the roar and screams were transmitted, and Ning Zhenzhen's hair was stirred at the same time.
Her hair shone like black satin.
She brushed her jade hand lightly on her temples, "Damiaolian Temple, you really have an extraordinary bearing, everyone has the spirit of everyone."
The color of the law has returned to rosy, and the eyes have regained their radiance.
Ning Zhenzhen turned to look at Fakong.
Fakong smiled and said, "Have you seen the beauty of it?"
"Sure enough." Ning Zhenzhen admired.
The monk recovered extremely quickly, partly because of his deep roots and extremelyAnother part of the reason for being beaten is the formation.
They do not have the rejuvenation spell, the only possibility is that they are connected to each other with breath, and the breath has the effect of healing injuries.
Through the penetrating breath, his injuries were dispersed, and then recovered quickly, the speed was not inferior to the Rejuvenation Curse.
She saw several monks being knocked into the air at the same time, fell into the formation and walked around for two laps before recovering.
This formation is really wonderful.
Its power of subduing demons has not been revealed, but its power of protecting the body has been fully demonstrated. Being in the formation, there is no need to worry about getting hurt, just rest assured and boldly make moves.
With such confidence and a peaceful and calm state of mind, one can unleash 100% of the power, and when gathered together, the power of this formation can be seen.
"Let's go!" He suddenly shouted.
The four middle-aged men in brocade robes suddenly jumped up and soared.
They folded lightly in the air, and shot out in four directions. They flew a hundred meters in the air, and they had already flown out of the range of the formation.
?They were prepared to act, observed for a long time, and finally found an opportunity, so they wanted to escape.
The formation shot out from the formation, and it turned out to forcefully break through the encirclement.
Ning Zhenzhen frowned, "The formation has been broken, are you careless?"
"I can't escape." Fakong shook his head.
Ning is really puzzled.
These two middle-aged men in brocade robes had already rushed out, their figures were like lightning, and they had already appeared two hundred meters away.
"Amitabha!" A magnificent Buddha's trumpet sounded.
Four middle-aged monks in bright yellow robes appeared in front of him, chanting the Buddha's name together with solemn expressions.
Ning Zhenzhen turned her head and looked around.
Previously, I didn't realize that there were still monks ambushing around.
They hide too well.
The four brocade-robed middle-aged men in the sky have already landed, and each is entangled by twelve monks. The twelve monks still cast the golden lotus demon formation, trapping them in place, struggling more and more weakly.
The four middle-aged monks in bright yellow robes looked solemnly at the two middle-aged monks in brocade robes.
A handsome middle-aged man in brocade robes sneered, and said in a deep voice, "Your monk from Damiaolian Temple came by a coincidence and ambushed us accurately. Why?"
One of the four middle-aged monks said calmly, "Blesser Jiang, follow us back to the temple."
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