Fakong smiled and said, "Don't worry, let's take a look."

"Want to take a look again?" Lin Feiyang cheered up and said with a smile, "Who are you going to let do it this time?"

I told you to check it out last time.

As a result, Monk Rushan couldn't help but take action, causing Feitian Temple to be retaliated and three monks died.

It was a perfect and insidious borrowed knife killing.

Fakong said: "Uncle Master, our Daxueshan Sect will not give up on this matter, right?"

"Of course!" Old Monk Huiling snorted: "This case cannot be allowed. Otherwise, if the Six Paths of Demon Sect kills our Daxueshan Sect disciples and then turns into a member of the imperial court, we will have to let go honestly. How can we do it?

Such a good thing!”

Lin Feiyang nodded hurriedly: "That's right, if the court dares to do this, it's not giving our Daxueshan Sect face, so we must kill that guy!"

He has no good impression of Wang Qingshan at all.

First, he was too cruel, having killed so many people. Even if he knew that Shi Lang Xie was a traitor, he would not kill everyone in the whole house.

The second is too arrogant.

As if he was sure that no one in the world could catch him. Seeing that no one else could catch him, he actually ran to people, as if to say: "I'm right here, come and catch me, come and catch me, but you can't catch me."

arrive!"

You are so arrogant that no one will die unless you die!

Fakong shook his head: "In the eyes of the imperial court, the Daxueshan Sect is nothing. They are all the people of Daqian."

He could see clearly from a detached perspective that Daqian did not rely so much on or trust the three major sects.

Instead, they wanted to check and balance the three major sects, so the Demon Sect began to gain importance.

Especially this time.

A master from the Demon Sect who committed such a heinous crime could still be requisitioned.

He immediately guessed that the imperial court was preparing to take revenge on Dayong, so Wang Qingshan's ability to cover the sky and the sun was needed.

It's better not to cause trouble now. Only when the bird is full can the bow be hidden. Now is the time for Wang Qingshan's bow to be used, not the time to hide it.

Especially when the ability to cover the sky and the sun is irreplaceable.

It seems like I need to practice the art of covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

He made a decision.

Thinking of this, he said calmly: "Just wait."

"Alas!" Old monk Huiling sighed, shook his head as if to shake off the bird droppings on his head, and shouted: "Hurry up and serve the food, don't wait and do it!"

Lin Feiyang said: "Old monk, do you still have the appetite to eat? Aren't you holding your breath?"

"I need to eat two more bowls of rice today!" the old monk Huiling hummed.

Lin Feiyang said hey: "I took some food to vent my anger, I'll be here soon!"

Zhou Yang helped serve the meal.

Faning also went to help, and soon a table of food was laid out, all delicious and delicious.

Lin Feiyang's cooking skills are becoming more and more exquisite.

The five of them began to eat.

Fakong was drinking wine with a leisurely expression, thinking about the cloud-making and rain-making spell.

After the victims recovered from the plague, they had their original strong desire for rain.

They are eager for rain now. They can dream of rain at night and wake up smiling in the heavy rain.

When you wake up and find that there is no rain at all, it is just a dream, your mood will sink into depression and you will fall into anxiety and despair about the future.

Because of the power of faith, Fakong has the clearest and most profound feelings about them.

Lin Feiyang said accidentally: "By the way, I heard from the news that the victims outside the city are starting to return home."

"Huh——?" Fakong looked over.

Lin Feiyang nodded: "It should be right. I have heard more than one person say this. There is no need to lie about it."

Fanning sighed: "If it doesn't rain, it's really a big problem."

He usually grows crops and arranges the fields, and knows the importance of water to crops. Without water, nothing can be done.

Fakong shook his head.

After all, I was of no help, and it was useless even if I had magical powers. Among the five great magical powers, there was no magical power to rain.

What's more, this drought affects not only ten miles and eight miles, but thousands of miles. Even if I learn the cloud and rain spell, I can't change the drought situation.

Therefore, I am only doing a tentative study on the Curse of Clouds and Rain, and I don’t expect it to be really useful.

The biggest use is to gain merit.

Even if it can't rain in such a large area, if you can practice the mantra of moving clouds and spreading rain, you can still gain some merit from rainfall in a small area.

——

Fa Kong walked out of the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda.

Stepping into the bright sunshine of the morning and the cool, dewy air.

Waves of attractive aroma wafted in front of my nose, and intermittent noises came from my ears.

The city of Shenjing has just woken up.

In the Kalachakra Tower, three years have passed.

During these three years, he only did two things in the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda, studying the cloud-making rain mantra and practicing the art of covering the sky and covering the sun.

The skill of covering the sky and the sun was not achieved.

Even though I was in the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda and maintained the best state of understanding, I still could not practice the skill of covering the sky and covering the sun.

This skill is indeed mysterious and weird. It lacks a little bit of subtlety, but it's a pity that the difference is a thousand miles away.

After all, I still couldn't practice it.

But I had some experience with the Xingyun and Rain spell, and finally figured out the key and pierced the layer of window paper.

In fact, I should have thought of it before.

Since the power of faith can inspire magical powers, why not try to see if it can inspire the cloud-making and rain-making spell?

Of course, this was also because the cloud-causing rain mantra became clearer and clearer to him, and he finally came up with it after he realized it in his heart and had a flash of inspiration.

Sometimes it's just a little bit close, but just turns a blind eye.

He looked up at the bright sunshine, went to the lotus pond with his hands behind his hands, looked at the budding flower bones, and looked at the fish swimming in the clear water below.

Several springs spit out a few bright bubbles from time to time, floating upward like pearls and turning to the surface of the water.

The fish walk around these bright bubbles leisurely, and occasionally go right through them playfully.

Fakong smiled.

The world is so beautiful, how can we find a way to live forever?

"Senior Brother." Ning Zhenzhen was like a white cloud that slowly passed over the wall and fell lightly, with a faint fragrance lingering in front of his nose.

Her clothes are as white as snow and her skin is as jade, like the Guanghan fairy who has just descended to earth.

Fakong smiled.

Ning Zhen was really beautiful and pleasing to the eye. She smiled and said, "I climbed over the wall in the early morning."

"There's no need to open the door, so as not to trouble my uncle."

"This reason..." Fakong laughed.

Ning Zhenzhen sighed and frowned slightly: "Senior brother, I'm really angry. Come over and talk to you."

"I heard about it." Fakong nodded: "Wang Qingshan ran up to you and transformed into a green-clad wind hunter from the green-clad foreign department."

"The more I think about it, the more I hold my breath." Ning Zhenzhen hummed.

"Didn't you beat him to vent your anger?"

"It's just a beating," Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "He deserves to be punished for his other crimes, and he shouldn't be alive! ...Thank you, senior brother, for saving Lao Huang."

Fakong smiled and waved his hands.

Ning Zhenzhen sighed: "It was only after I joined the Green-clothed Waiji that I realized how carefree I was in Mingyue Temple. I really miss our old days, the days when we could do whatever we wanted, and kill whenever we wanted, no matter how powerful the master was.

, you can kill without fail!...But now, you want to kill but can't, it seems like there are countless ropes binding you, and you can't be free."

Many times at night, facing the bright moon, she would think of the days when she teamed up with Fakong and Lian Xue to kill the second-level master Gu Xinxian.

It was really joyful and extremely joyful.

It's not like now, trapped in a small room and tied to an official position. The heroic spirit gradually wears away and becomes mediocre day by day.
To be continued...