Longevity

"Monk Jingfan, come with us." The short middle-aged man said slowly, "We have something to ask carefully."

"The two of you are poor, can't you ask here?" Jing Fan smiled handsomely, his eyes swept over the others.

They looked at him in amazement, puzzled, and then glared angrily at the two middle-aged people.

He even wanted to take away the people from his own temple.

The Dayan Temple is one, if you take one, can you take the second? If you can take away Jingfan today, will you be able to take away yourself tomorrow?

This gave them a strong sense of insecurity, which resulted in anger and unwillingness, and a desire to fight in their hearts.

Facing the angry eyes of everyone, the two middle-aged men responded calmly, shook their heads gently, and slowly spit out two words: "No."

Jing Fan shook his head and said, "I don't know what the status of the two superiors is?"

"Dragon Guardian."

"Qianlongwei..." Jingfan shook his head and smiled: "As far as the poor monk knows, the imperial court does not have such a yamen, there is a green-clothed outer division and a green-clothed inner division, and the governor has four major infantry yamen, but he has never heard of Qianlong. Long Wei."

"It belongs to the inner court." The tall middle-aged man said lightly: "You don't need to know too much about the rest, so let's go with us."

"I can't figure it out, how can I walk away in a daze? What if it's a scam, the two bosses said, right?"

"Qianlongwei is in charge of secret affairs, the world doesn't know it, and it's normal for you not to know."

"Then there is always a more outer identity, right?" Jingfan smiled and said, "If you go out to work, which skin do you wear?"

The two middle-aged men frowned, feeling that what he said was inappropriate.

The tall middle-aged man had lost his patience, his face was solemn, his eyes flashed, and the grandmaster's aura was no longer concealed.

Fakong Jinjing saw that his Hidden Dragon Art began to reverse.

With the momentum of the big sect, the expressions of the surrounding monks changed slightly.

It is like a towering giant peak slowly falling down, making people breathless.

Zhiming Heshi sighed: "The Grand Master of the first rank is here, and the plum blossoms are shining!"

"Let Jingfan come with us." The tall middle-aged said solemnly, "Can Master Abbot agree?"

"Hey!" Zhiming sighed softly: "I didn't expect it to be a rank one, I really look down on Jingfan."

Jing Fan smiled: "The great master of the first rank should not be a liar, but well, there are always strange things in the world, but the poor monk still can't go with you."

"It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" The tall middle-aged man said coldly: "We can only use our strength."

The short middle-aged man shook his head: "We didn't want to force the action, just asking, not arresting."

Jing Fan smiled and said, "But if I resist, will I be arrested?"

"That is a guilty conscience of being a thief, of course you have to catch it." The short middle-aged stared at Jingfan.

Jing Fan kept smiling all the time, with an expression of ease, shook his head lightly and said, "If you ask a poor monk, then change it to an infantry yamen or a green-clothed inner division, but you Qianlongwei are inexplicable, and the poor monk will not promise."

"So, do you want to do it?" The tall middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Haha..." Jing Fan laughed loudly: "How about doing it? Although the poor monk is weak, he has to fight hard."

"Then give it a try." The tall middle-aged sneered disdainfully.

Jingfan's cultivation is nothing but a master.

Although the master also has the ability to kill the great master, but want to do this, but it is the right place and the right people, and it is rare.

Often it is when the great master is not prepared.

Now that the two of them are on guard, he can't turn the tide, and a small master has to deal with two big masters?

Overcome!

Jingfan shook his head, looked at the abbot Zhiming, and said solemnly: "Master, this disciple is not filial, so we have to take a step first."

"Alas!" Zhiming Heshi sighed, "Why is this so hard!"

"I'm forced to do this, so I can only do this." Jingfan smiled and said, "Master, take care."

Zhiming nodded lightly.

The two Qianlong guards frowned.

They sensed something was wrong. Could it be that he was going to commit suicide?

Jingfan suddenly became blurred, like a blurry shadow, and the shadow spread out like a bubble.

"Dare!" The two hidden dragon guards immediately knew that he was not desperate, but escaped, and was furious.

But Jingfan has disappeared.

They couldn't even sense his presence.

This move is too fast.

The two of them blushed and stared at Zhiming.

Zhiming smiled wryly and said, "The two bosses forgive your sins, the little apprentice is naughty, I don't know what happened?"

"About the princess." The tall middle-aged man said solemnly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly let out a chuckle: "Do you think that your apprentice will be fine after running away?"

"Amitabha!" Zhiming Heshi announced the Buddha's name and sighed: "The little disciple has been stubborn since he was a child, and there are many things that poor monks don't know."

"I don't know how to push it away?" The tall middle-aged man shook his head: "If the disciple is unworthy, it is the fault of the master. There is also a saying that if you can escape, the monk can't escape the temple. Since he escaped, then you Dayan Temple. Take responsibility for him!"

He turned and left.

The short middle-aged man shook his head: "If I were the abbot, I'd better advise him to come back obediently and surrender directly to the green-clothed inner secretary. This matter can't be solved just by leaving, unless he never comes back for the rest of his life. If you don’t come back, the entire Dayan Temple will be buried with him, and you dare to kill the princesses!

He turned and walked out.

The two walked out of the door of the Dayan Temple side by side, turned around and looked at the Dayan Temple, looking at the endless stream of pilgrims around, their faces were gloomy.

The tall middle-aged man looked at the gate of Dayan Temple.

The red paint on the gate has almost fallen off, and the mottles reveal the vicissitudes of the years. Unfortunately, the temple will be closed today.

Now it has been concluded that the monk Jingfan of Dayan Temple is the murderer of the princesses, and his shady hand.

Such a thing is too bad.

If you only deal with the monk Jingfan, how can you quell the anger of the princesses and the anger of the emperor.

The entire Dayan Temple will be unlucky.

If monk Jingfan hadn't escaped, it would be fine. If he escaped now, the entire Dayan Temple would be arrested and tortured. Think about how miserable it is.

"Let's go, when it's not benevolent, the two of us can't fall!" The short middle-aged man shook his head.

Two great masters, chasing a master, were even escaped. Thinking about it, I know how embarrassing it is, and I will be punished when I return to the master.

They gnashed their teeth at Monk Jingfan.

"He can't escape." The tall middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Can't escape."

"Don't delay any longer, lest you really run away."

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Fa Kong was sitting at the stone table, Jin Jing had been chasing the monk Jingfan, and he was 100 meters away when he flickered.

It is very similar to Lin Feiyang's shadow escape technique.

However, Lin Feiyang's current shadow escape technique is far from the past, and Monk Jingfan's light work is more like Lin Feiyang's former shadow escape technique.

To be able to escape from the two great masters, and it is the induction of the incomparably keen great master, it can be seen that Jingfan is extraordinary.

His eyes have been chasing Jingfan.

At the same time, it disappeared in a flash and appeared in an alley, with the eyes of Dayan Temple shrouded in it.

While running Jinqing, you can use your mind and eyes, and you can use both distractions and things with ease.

He saw Jingfan come to the top of a mountain and look down at the vast sea of ​​clouds.

The handsome face was shrouded in a haze, gloomy and annoyed.

On the other side, the people of Dayan Temple stood solemnly, watching the abbot Zhiming quietly.

Zhiming looked at the monks calmly, and He Shi said slowly: "Brothers and brothers, nephews, and uncles and uncles, the chance of life and death for our Dayan Temple is here."

"Abbot," said an old monk in the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion calmly, "It seems that there is no holiday in the sky, and our Dayan Temple is about to prosper, and it will come to disaster."

"Amitabha." Zhiming sighed: "This seat is incompetent, I didn't expect Qianlongwei to find this place."

"Abbot, what should we do?" Another old monk from the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion said: "No matter what Jingfan did, since he was chased by Qianlong Guard, there is no reason for it, and we cannot escape this disaster. Why don't we all run away while they haven't acted yet."

"Run—" Zhiming shook his head.

"Abbot, run out one by one, and leave the fire for our Dayan Temple. No matter who runs out, they must hide their names and practice silently until they succeed. When the time comes, they will rebuild the Dayan Temple."

"Since Qianlongwei is dispatched, it is no small matter. I am afraid that it is impossible to build Dayan Temple." Zhiming shook his head: "Dayan Temple will become a taboo in the court."

"If not, let the junior nephew Jingfan turn himself in and take care of this alone, and we still hope to get through."

"Abbot, what happened to Junior Nephew Jingfan, what princess?" A monk asked in confusion.

The abbot Zhiming shook his head and sighed: "I don't know this seat either."

"So, is it Jingfan who came here to implicate us?"

"Junior-nephew Jingfan's talent can't be said, it can be described as a talent created by the Buddha. I originally thought that our Dayan Temple would be very prosperous in his hands, but now..."

"Young people are bound to make mistakes."

"But his mistake will ruin our Dayan Temple."

"Okay." Zhiming waved his hand and sighed: "It's useless to say this now, Jingfan has left, I'm afraid he won't come back, we will encounter poisonous hands, and Dayan Temple will probably be wiped out."

"Amitabha!" The monks were very awe-inspiring.

What Dayan Temple practises is the Daguang Majestic Sutra, which pays attention to the practice of many lifetimes, one lifetime plus one lifetime, and eventually one can become a Buddha.

This life is just to accumulate resources for future generations.

So they are not afraid of death. The so-called life and death is just a reincarnation, just a journey to accumulate resources.

And the extinction of Dayan Temple is a major test. The more this is the case, the more you must be as calm as a rock.

This is the heart of Du'er.

"Abbot, if it's not possible, let's be silent."

"Fight first to see."

"Ugh…"

Fa Kong frowned~www.readwn.com~ I didn't expect that their thoughts and responses were like this, which was unexpected.

If King Kong Temple encounters this situation, it must be how to fight, it must be filled with righteous indignation, and it will not compromise until the last moment, even the imperial court.

Dayan Temple is so calm, calm and firm. In terms of state of mind and Buddhist cultivation, these monks of Dayan Temple are better than the disciples of Kongo Temple.

Fa Kong suddenly smiled.

The monk Jingfan floated into a cave.

A Buddha statue was erected in the cave, about one person tall.

This Buddha statue has a calm expression, and his hands form a strange handprint, standing quietly.

He has a huge disc at the back of his head.

The disc is the same height as the Buddha statue, and the disc is divided into six grids, each grid has a monk, and each monk makes a different expression.

Fa Kong knew that this should be the strength of the monk Jingfan, and also the location of his adventures.