Longevity

The old monk Benyin said, "Yuande?"

"...Yes!" Monk Yuande suppressed his strange thoughts, made a tiara, and agreed.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Then I will try my best to collect news about Jiuyuan Sect, Zhu Yuquan and Jiuyuan Elder."

"You have Master Lao." Once the monk Yuande agreed, he entered the state and began to think about how to do Zhu Yuquan well.

Without Fa Kong's help, it would be really difficult to understand Zhu Yuquan's details.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Is there no master of cultivating the mind and the mirror wisdom in Damiaolian Temple?"

"…Have."

"That's easy to handle." Fa Kong smiled and said, "Catch Zhu Yuquan's two guards and ask them for a while."

He immediately smiled and said, "Master knows the wisdom of the Great Circle Mirror, right?"

Monk Yuande smiled: "Master, please keep it a secret."

"Understood." Fakong smiled.

No one wants to let others know that they can penetrate each other's mind, which will be inexplicably uncomfortable and distant.

Monk Yuande, as the next national teacher, is full of wisdom, profound in Buddhism, and it is not surprising that he cultivates the wisdom of the great round mirror...

It is difficult to get started with the wisdom of the Great Circle Mirror, and it is even more difficult to cultivate.

But it is difficult for a person as qualified as Monk Yuande.

The big round mirror has a wonderful intelligence, comparable to a clear mind, but unfortunately it is useless in front of him, and he can't see his heart.

"Then let's catch two guards first." Fakong said: "If you can make them convert, then most of the success will be successful."

"There is work." Monk Yuande said solemnly.

Fakong looked at the old monk Ben Yin: "National teacher, then I will go with Master Yuande."

"Good!" The old monk Ben Yin gave a tithing ceremony.

The two left Xiaomiaolian Temple and headed out of Tianjing City.

Monk Yuande walked side by side with him, a bright yellow monk robe fluttering, a purple gold cassock hunting, the majesty of the eminent monk and Dade were all revealed, so that people on the roadside gave way and saluted.

Fakong knew that this was a salute to monk Yuande.

The name of Yuande's monk is as loud in Tianjing as his own reputation in Shenjing, so Fakong nodded secretly.

His eyes swept across the mountains and rivers involuntarily, and landed on the Zizhao Temple. He saw that there was an endless stream of pilgrims in the Zizhao Temple, and the incense was flourishing.

His own Buddha statue is located in the Mahavira Hall, which can absorb the power of faith and merit ten times faster.

An endless stream of faith and merit poured into me through the Buddha statue, as if the body had really become a part of me.

Monk Yuande said, "Master, is he prepared?"

Fa Kong looked at him puzzled.

Monk Yuande said, "Master wanted me to dress up as Zhu Yuquan for a long time, didn't you?"

He thought carefully about Fakong's step by step, and felt that every step seemed to have gone through Fakong's calculations.

Fakong laughed: "Master thinks me too strongly, I don't have such a far-reaching calculation, such a deep plan."

This is half true and half false.

I really didn't plan to let Monk Yuande pretend to be Zhu Yuquan, but only after Ning Zhenzhen declined, did he turn to Monk Yuande.

Originally, I wanted to hold the Jiuyuan Sacred Sect in my own hands and become my dark line like the Kunshan Sacred Sect.

Since Ning Zhenzhen declined, the Jiuyuan Sacred Sect could not be allowed to dissipate like this, causing chaos in Dayong Wulin and affecting the combat power of Dayong Wulin.

Once there is chaos and Da Yong's successor is weak, Da Yun will have no worries and will do his best to deal with Da Gan.

Dagan may not be able to stand it.

Monk Yuande gave him a deep look.

Why did Fakong say this, it was obviously a plan and calculation.

He said that it is not so far and so deep, just a humble remark.

Monk Yuande said, "I'm afraid I'll be overwhelmed and ruin everything."

He also knew what kind of impact the Nine Yuan Sacred Sect would cause once it collapsed, causing huge damage and weakening to Dayong Wulin.

Over the years, Jiuyuan Sect has acted too wildly, and it has already caused public anger, and a strong counterattack will break out only when the lead is ignited.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Master thinks it is exciting and interesting?"

Monk Yuande coughed lightly.

The two walked flutteringly, and they had already left Tianjing. They passed over the forests, stepped on the treetops, and climbed over the mountain peaks.

The trees are lush and the weeds are lush.

The climate is completely different from the dry and cold weather, and the wind blowing on the face is moist and warm, and it is like a touch.

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Having two completely different lives at the same time can be described as a strong stimulus, and it will definitely enhance your Buddhist practice."

The monk Yuande said: "The poor monks only wish to lead them into the right path, that is the merits and virtues."

Fa Kong said: "I can really do it, even if I reveal my identity in the future, it will not hurt, but it will make the master's reputation even more prosperous."

"The poor monk is looking forward to that day coming soon."

"With the wisdom of the master, we will definitely be able to do it!" Fa Kong laughed.

He knew in his heart that it was extremely difficult.

It's too difficult to change one's mind, especially for fanatics like the disciples of the Jiuyuan Shengjiao.

However, Monk Yuande should not be underestimated. With extraordinary methods and extraordinary Buddhist skills, it may not be impossible to do it.

The two climbed four peaks and came to a cliff.

The Baizhang High Cliff is opposite to the Baizhang High Cliff, and the distance between the two cliffs is about 100 meters.

The valley below is so dark that the sun cannot be seen, and only the sound of the rumbling water can be heard below, like the rolling of spring thunder.

Fakong and Yuande monk stood on the cliff.

A gust of wind blew, bright yellow monk robes and purple gold cassocks hunting.

The two seemed to want to ride the wind away.

"They were halfway up the cliff, and I threw them into the canyon water. Master, you will wait down the river and save them." Fakong was calm and gentle: "This will also give you a sense of gratitude. It's easier to subdue them."

Monk Yuande nodded solemnly.

Although this method is not so upright and just, and a bit despicable, it does work. In any case, people will put down their guards against their saviors, so that they can use their own wisdom.

Fakong made a mark with both hands, pointed to his foot, made another mark, and then flicked his wide sleeves.

"Ugh..." The gust of wind roared, like a giant dragon howling in the valley, and then the raging wind surged.

On the cliff at the foot of monks Fakong and Yuande, there is a cave halfway up.

The two middle-aged guards were standing at the entrance of the cave, listening to the rumbling sound of water below, with a relaxed expression.

No one would have thought that the Young Sect Master would retreat here, and if they couldn't find it, they were very at ease, so they weren't very vigilant.

Suddenly, a mighty force descended from the sky and bound them, unable to move, and then a gust of wind blew into the cave.

After the gust of wind rushed into the cave, it reflected back, just like the waves crashing against the reef, splashing all over the place.

They had already been swayed by the gust of wind that blew in, and then were swept in by the wind in the opposite direction, and suddenly fell forward, turned out of the cave, and fell straight down.

The two of them couldn't move, couldn't exercise, couldn't shout, they could only watch themselves smash into the surging river, and then it hurt again and again.

I screamed in my heart that my life is over, and I was swallowed by the darkness, and I didn’t know anything.

When they woke up, they found themselves rolling in the river, not a single bone in their body was healthy, their internal organs were severely injured, and they were already in a critical state.

They want to exercise, but they are unable to.

He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound. He opened his mouth and was immediately flooded with water from the river. He choked in pain but couldn't cough.

All strength and vitality are rapidly dissipating.

They can only go with the flow, let the river swept them down, and they may die in less than a quarter of an hour when they say goodbye.

At this moment, they were extremely unwilling.

But what about unwillingness...

Just as they were reminiscing about the past and welcoming death, suddenly a deep Buddha's horn came from their ears: "Amitabha!"

Immediately, the body flew up and fell lightly to the ground.

They were groggy.

Under the bright sunshine, a bright head came into their eyes.

Below the bright head is the sword eyebrows and star eyes, which is a handsome face.

They recognized this person at once, the Yuande monk!

My heart sank inexplicably.

I am a disciple of Jiuyuan Sect, can Yuande monks save me?

"Amitabha, how good is good!" Monk Yuande Heshi announced the Buddha's name and patted them lightly.

A soft breath penetrated into their bodies, quickly repairing their injuries, and restoring the vitality and strength they were losing.

The mellow and soft breath was like a spring breeze, and in the blink of an eye, they regained some of their strength and vitality.

The two of them turned over and sat up with difficulty, but they were still unable to get up, so they could only sit and thank each other.

Monk Yuande looked at them with a smile: "The injuries of the two donors are too serious, they should not move around, just rest."

A middle-aged man took out a jade bottle from his arms.

Although he was thrown badly, the jade bottle still remained, and it did not shatter. Four red red pills were poured out, two were stuffed into his mouth, and two were handed to another person.

Both of them took the elixir, and the hot breath rolled around their bodies, quickly recovering from their injuries.

Monk Yuande watched quietly.

The elixir was in the stomach, and the two of them were refreshed.

"How's the young master?" Monk Yuande said warmly.

This greeting completely broke the luck of the two.

The two originally thought that Monk Yuande saved them because they didn't realize that they were the guard of the young master.

Obviously the Yuande monk knows!

The monk Yuande said warmly, "Didn't the young master be with the two donors?"

The two shook their heads.

Monk Yuande smiled: "Is the young leader okay?"

"Yes." The two nodded.

They turned their heads and looked around, trying to see where they were now and how far they were from where Zhu Yuquan retreated.

But the torrential river poured out from a canyon, and this canyon was not the cliff where he fell.

So I rushed downstream for a certain distance, how far is it?

Look up at the sky.

The sun is shining, the sun is in the air.

Is it floating for a long time, that distance is far!

The thoughts of the two were all in the heart of the monk Yuande, and he said calmly: "Has the young master met the old man Jiuyuan?"

"No!" The two answered in unison~www.readwn.com~ Amitabha. "Monk Yuande shook his head and said:" The two donors are like this, I am afraid they are lying. "

"How does the master know that the young sect master has met the old sect master?"

Monk Yuande smiled and said nothing.

The two looked at each other.

"Cough, yes, the young sect master did meet the old sect master. The old sect master is so handsome, he really deserves to be the old sect master!"

The two suddenly showed a look of fascination and admiration.

Monk Yuande said calmly, "Elder Jiuyuan is not injured?"

"Who in the world can hurt the old leader!" The two looked at him disdainfully.

Immediately, he realized that the two of them were rescued by monk Yuande, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "Master wants to see the old leader?"

The monk Yuande said: "Two donors, you have died once, then you should change your mind and live again."