When the two came to the gate of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, Faning suddenly stopped, feeling something strange, and turned around to take a look.

There was something very wrong with the people at the front of the line.

Faning is also in the Divine Origin Realm. He has amazing qualifications and extremely sharp intuition. He feels that the auras of these people are powerful and they are all masters of the Divine Origin Realm.

He looked at it intently.

There are four masters of the Divine Origin Realm, and one is so enigmatic that he can't even tell the realm.

There is only one possibility - First Grade!

His expression suddenly became solemn.

Then he thought that there were still Master Hui Ling's uncle in the temple, as well as himself and six other people, plus his senior brother, they could handle it.

Zhou Yang glanced at one of them curiously, smiled at the middle-aged man, and saluted him.

Fanning noticed something strange about him and turned to look at him.

Zhou Yang whispered: "He is the princess's guard uncle."

Faning suddenly thought of their identities—Prince Xin!

He titheed Chu Xiang.

Although I don’t understand why Prince Xin didn’t just come over directly and let someone announce it, he insisted on queuing up outside.

But he respected Prince Xin very much and thought he was a rare and good prince, so he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

When Yuansheng opened the door, Faning said: "Uncle Yuansheng, please let these donors come in first."

"The abbot hasn't come back yet, it's not time to open the door." Yuan Sheng said coldly.

Faning hurriedly said: "Let them come in first this time."

Yuan Sheng shook his head: "Rules cannot be broken."

Faning looked at him helplessly.

Yuan Sheng snorted coldly: "Fa Ning, are you going to break the rules?"

Fakong was helpless: "Okay, Master Yuansheng, don't close the door yet."

He waved his big sleeves.

Zhou Yang trotted away.

After a while, Fakong and Lin Feiyang came slowly, joining hands and returning the courtesy as they walked.

He came to Prince Xin Chu Xiang and said with a smile: "Why must the prince be so polite?"

Chu Xiang was wearing a purple robe, with a golden dragon faintly embroidered with dark gold thread on the chest.

His face was like a crown jewel, and he smiled and said, "I am also a pilgrim, so of course I have to follow the rules."

Fakong stretched out his hand: "Your Majesty, please——!"

He nodded to Yuan Sheng: "Uncle, please open the door earlier today."

"Yes, Abbot." Yuansheng replied coldly.

Fakong glanced around and didn't see Mingyue Xiu Niang and the others. It was obvious that there were too many people and it was too cluttered.

Fakong was quite disappointed.

The power of more than a hundred beliefs is enough to make it rain once.

——

"Your Majesty, please——!" Fakong stretched out his hand and picked up the tea cup.

The two of them were sitting at the stone table in his yard at the back. Lin Feiyang had already served tea, and they each took a sip.

Chu Xiang slowly put down the tea cup and said, "Master, is it really raining?"

"The spell that moves clouds and spreads rain." Fakong smiled and said, "Speaking of which, it was given by the prince."

Chu Xiang was surprised: "Hmm——?"

He really couldn't figure out what this rain spell had to do with him.

Fakong took out the wordless Buddhist scripture from his arms and said with a smile: "It is recorded here. It is really a wonderful mantra."

Chu Xiang glanced at it and found it was blank. He flipped through it again and finally shook his head: "There is nothing."

Fakong smiled and said: "Only those who are destined to see it can see it, but the prince has no destiny to see it."

He guessed that it was the power of faith, or perhaps the power of Buddha, that allowed him to see the prayers on it.

Chu Xiang laughed and said: "I didn't expect it to be the Buddhist mantra contained in this Buddhist scripture. I wonder how far it can bring rain?"

Fakong pondered and shook his head: "I don't know yet. It will take a few more attempts to figure it out."

Chu Xiang perked up and said, "Master, why don't you come to our camp for the victims and let it rain once, so as to relieve their anxiety and give them some hope."

"Your Majesty, no matter how strong the Buddha's curse is, I'm afraid it won't be able to reach a very large area."

"That's different too."

"...That's fine." Fakong nodded slowly.

He was just following the current.

I have the idea of ​​going to the camp of disaster victims to cast this spell, so as to realize their great wishes and gain merit.

The merits this time should be much greater than last time.

Last time I could only change two fingers, what about this time? A palm, or an arm?

If the number of people making wishes is in a certain proportion to the area where the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill is practiced, then maybe this time it will be able to directly change the whole body!

If you can change your whole body, then to what extent will the Vajra Indestructible God's power reach, and will you not be afraid of the first level at all?

Thinking of the beautiful days, Fakong smiled.

"Master, I'm ready to take action." Chu Xiang said slowly.

Asking Fa Kong to go to the camp of the victims to cast the cloud-making rain spell is just a trivial matter. The fundamental purpose of his coming to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple is not this, but what he is talking about now.

Fakong frowned: "You want to go to Dayong to take revenge?"

"We must get rid of Huangquan Valley!" Chu Xiang said solemnly: "I have cooperated with Si Zheng of the Foreign Division, and I have mobilized some masters from the Shenwu Palace to cooperate with the green-clad Wai Division."

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't tell me this matter." Fakong said, "It's better to keep it a secret."

Chu Xiang smiled carelessly: "Of course this matter will be kept secret from others. If you can't trust the master, who can I trust?!"

Fakong shook his head.

"Master, what do you think the chances of winning this trip are?" Chu Xiang asked.

Fakong's eyes suddenly became as deep as a bottomless pool.

Chu Xiang actually felt as if he was leaning forward and falling into a deep pool, and he quickly concentrated on calming himself.

A strange luster appeared in Fa Kong's eyes, and he slowly shook his head.

"Can't you succeed?" Chu Xiang asked hurriedly.

Fakong sighed: "It's a trap."

"Um--?"

"They will set up a trap. The information that Wai Si got was deliberately released by Prince Chun." Fakong shook his head: "The spy of Wai Si has been exposed, but he doesn't know it."

"Exposed?!" Chu Xiang's face changed slightly.

Being exposed means that this person is in critical condition and is probably dead.

Fakong nodded slowly.

"How can it be……"

"Your Majesty, this kind of thing is very possible." Fakong smiled: "Isn't it the same as that of Mr. Xie?"

"Alas——!" Chu Xiang sighed, his face gloomy.

He couldn't help but feel heavy when he thought that the spy had been implicated because of this incident.

They have already lost their manpower before taking any action. There is nothing worse than a bad start, which casts a shadow over this revenge.

"Master, if we take action now, can we save that person?"

"...difficult." Fakong shook his head.

His magical powers need to be positioned.

If you have a location and a god can pass through, you can save him and leave.

But now there is nothing I can do to help.

"Master, then save him." Chu Xiang said: "I really don't want him to die because of this."

Fa Kong frowned and thought.
To be continued...