Longevity

[[Chapter 1437 Fire escape (one more)

Once Zhenlongyuan's strength is damaged, it may cause the dragon to rise into the sky, causing catastrophe.

Then they are all sinners.

Even though Fakong felt that he could control Jiaolong, it was purely playing with fire and could easily get out of control.

The best way is to continue to suppress Jiaolong with both sides working together.

It was with this thought that he longed to strengthen Zhen Longyuan's strength.

But in front of him, Zhen Longyuan's strength is constantly weakening, and if it continues, it may be useless.

Fakong said: "Master, there is really not much we can do, we just follow the original plan."

"Alas!" Monk Yuande sighed.

He felt small and powerless.

Fakong said with a smile: "The master wants to save all sentient beings and be the savior of the world. He is really asking for trouble."

Dugu Xiaqing nodded.

If you think so, it will definitely be hard work.

Monk Yuande smiled wryly.

Fakong said: "The master has given himself such a heavy responsibility, and his mood is easy to go wrong. This is paranoia."

Monk Yuande said thoughtfully, "It's true."

After staying in Zhenlongyuan for a long time, I really took the responsibilities in the world more and more seriously, so I lost my wit.

He thought together and looked back.

I really think that I am too strong and too high. Although I am a person from a previous life, it does not mean that I am the strongest.

Pursuing sentient beings does not mean that we have to save everyone, we just have to do what we can.

After such thoughts arise, the whole body lightens immediately, the mind is extraordinarily agile, and the mind falls into a trance and joy.

Fakong waved his hand.

Dugu Xiaqing nodded slightly.

The two fell silent and did not look at Monk Yuande, but only admired the magnificence of Tianjing in the distance and the beautiful scenery around them.

Half an hour later, Monk Yuande's body suddenly glowed with golden light.

The golden light changes from weak to strong, from hazy at the beginning to dazzling like a blazing sun in front of your eyes, you cannot look directly at it.

Monk Yuande titheed in the golden light: "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Fakong Heshi smiled and said, "This is your fate, congratulations."

Monk Yuande went to the next level.

For monk Yuande, who has profound Buddhist teachings and has practiced for two lifetimes, the most important thing is understanding.

One enlightenment leads to mastery, and one mastery leads to higher cultivation.

What limits him is not skill, but perception.

Monk Yuande paid a tithe to Dugu Xiaqing, then turned into a golden light and shot towards the sky and disappeared.

Dugu Xia Qing said: "His cultivation base has skyrocketed this time, is he not a threat to you?"

Fakong said with a smile: "Master Yuande is a truly eminent monk who has attained the Tao. In terms of mind, I am not as good as him."

Dugu Xia Qing said: "No matter how high you become a Taoist monk, you can't ignore your interests, right? Damiaolian Temple is doing well with Daqian now, but what about the future?"

"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future." Fakong shook his head: "Just grasp the present."

"Aren't you afraid of planting hidden dangers?" Dugu Xia Qing said, "If the two sides become hostile in the future, then you will be upset."

Fakong said: "It's good to have a clear heart."

As he sees more of the future and experiences more and more uncertainties, he has begun to learn to focus on the present and ignore the future.

Enjoy the present, focus on the present, the present is everything, the future and the past are out of reach.

"As expected of an eminent monk." Dugu Xia Qing said with a smile: "If it were me, I wouldn't help him realize his epiphany."

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "You and I should also be hostile, but you still participate in the study of swordsmanship together."

"That's different." Dugu Xia Qing said: "I'm just a commoner who is alone, but I don't have so many responsibilities."

Fakong said: "I killed too many masters of Dayun, don't you feel annoyed?"

"You are equally invincible if you didn't study swordsmanship with me." Dugu Xia Qing said, "What does it matter to me how many masters of Dayun you kill?"

Fakong laughed: "That's right."

Dugu Xia Qing said: "But Monk Yuande is different."

"It's not that complicated to make friends," Fakong said with a smile: "He is sincere, and he doesn't take precautions because I am a big boss,... When others treat me with sincerity, I will return it with sincerity. There is nothing complicated. It will be true in the future. Opponent, I will concentrate on suppressing him, not letting him cause too much damage to Dagan, it is enough."

"That's right." Dugu Xia Qing nodded: "If you calculate too much, you won't be able to make real friends."

Friendship can surpass the court and the family, just like oneself and Fakong.

When the two came to Yongkong Temple, they saw Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan was originally staying at Lingkong Temple, but now he is transferred here. No matter how capable Zhao Qianjun is, it is impossible to send someone to Yongkong Temple to rob Song Yuanyuan back.

Dugu Xiaqing looked at Song Yuanyuan in surprise.

She had known Song Yuanyuan a long time ago, and she had heard Fakong chat a long time ago, how to hijack Song Yuanyuan to contain Zhao Qianjun, so as to suppress the imminent move of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

If it was someone else who used this method, she would definitely despise it, but Fakong used this method, she did not dislike it.

Kidnapping one person and saving tens of thousands of people, not to mention that Song Yuanyuan is not a weak woman, so it is not considered bullying her.

"Miss Song is really beautiful." Dugu Xia Qing said with a smile, "No wonder she can overwhelm Master Zhao."

Song Yuanyuan smiled: "Miss Dugu is full of praise, it's just a skin."

"The skin is very important," Dugu Xia Qing said, "It is the best weapon for walking in the world."

Beauty tricks are always beneficial, almost invincible, not inferior to martial arts.

Song Yuanyuan shook her head and smiled.

She doesn't think the skin is a magical weapon, but a source of troubles. If there is no good skin, there won't be so many troubles.

She looked at Fakong: "Brother Zhao came to look for me."

Fakong nodded.

Song Yuanyuan frowned and said, "Brother Zhao must have had an accident."

Fakong frowned.

"He should have come to see me ten days ago." Song Yuanyuan shook her head lightly: "He won't miss the appointment."

The last time Zhao Qianjun met, before leaving, he promised to come back ten days ago, but he never came back.

Fakong's eyes suddenly became deep. He raised his head and looked to the southwest. His eyes passed through thousands of mountains and rivers, and fell leisurely to the Tianhai Sword Sect, the main hall, and Zhao Qianjun.

Zhao Qianjun's complexion was like gold paper, and he sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, breathing heavily.

Six old men were sitting cross-legged around him, and each of them stretched out a palm against him.

Wisps of white air drilled out from their hair, curled up, condensed a foot above their heads, circling and lingering, forming a cloud of mist, which looked like a white cloud at first glance.

As time passed, Zhao Qianjun's face did not change, as before, and his breath was also the same as before.

Obviously, the combined efforts of the six of them could not help him heal his injuries.

His deep eyes flashed, and after a while, Zhao Qianjun's past flashed one by one, and he saw why he was injured.

"Practice forcibly, eager for success, and become obsessed." Fakong shook his head, his eyes returned to normal, and looked at Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan sighed: "After all, I'm still going crazy~www.readwn.com~ Fakong said: "Maybe he was in a hurry to save you. "

Song Yuanyuan shook her head lightly: "He..."

His feelings for himself are not pure, his position and power in the head are more important, and he is only second.

So he was so eager to cultivate, not just to save himself, but for his own position as the head of the sect.

Staying in Yongkong Temple by himself is a challenge to the majesty of his head, and it is weakening his majesty.

He was eager to regain this majesty, so he couldn't wait to improve his cultivation and practice his sword skills hard.

Thinking of this, she looked at Fakong.

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