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- The guard finally couldn't help being curious, and said, "I don't know what's important for the monk Fakong?"
Fu Qinghe glanced at him and said nothing.
The guard smiled and said, "Could it be a confidential matter."
"no."
"What is that?"
"" Fu Qinghe just looked at him calmly, but did not answer.
"I overstepped." The guard came to his senses, clasped his fists and said with a smile, "I haven't asked your honorable name yet."
"A humble name is not worth mentioning." Fu Qinghe said.
The guard laughed twice: "You are so proud, you are indeed the attendant of the Fakong monk, is it the shadow assassin Lin Feiyang?"
Fu Qinghe shook his head.
"Isn't it Lin Feiyang?" The guard said in surprise: "Shen Fakong has other guards?"
"Squeak" The door opened, and the guard and a middle-aged burly man came out.
This burly man has a handsome appearance, with a long beard fluttering under his chin, and Danfeng's eyes are as cold as lightning.
"This is Commander Zhang." The guard who came out with him introduced.
Zhang Haochang stroked his beard and smiled, "I wonder if the monk Fakong has any orders?"
"Go in and talk." Fu Qinghe said.
Zhang Hao often stretched out his hand in plea.
Fu Qinghe walked in and stepped on the steps. Every time he took a step, Zhang Haochang's expression changed.
He is a great master with keen senses.
Fu Qinghe was like a sword in its sheath, always concealed, but as he approached, the sword intent on his body gradually came out.
This is a natural reaction when feeling Zhang Haochang's momentum.
Only then did Zhang Haochang realize that the attendant in front of him was also a great master.
The two entered the gate of the palace.
Fu Qinghe walked in with Zhang Haochang, and turned around Zhaobi to find a front yard.
They went through a gate and turned around a screen wall, and saw Cao Yufang pacing with his hands behind his back in front of the hall.
"My lord." Zhang Haochang said respectfully.
"Fu Qinghe has seen the prince." Fu Qinghe clasped his fists and took out the jasper altar from his sleeve: "At the order of the abbot, I specially present an altar of divine water."
Cao Yufang smiled immediately, cupped his fists and said, "Master has a heart."
Zhang Haochang stepped forward to take over the jasper altar.
Fu Qinghe cupped his fist again: "Farewell."
Without another word, he turned around and left.
Zhang Haochang was startled, and opened his mouth.
However, Cao Yufang didn't take it seriously, and watched Fu Qinghe's figure disappear in front of the screen wall with a smile, and then looked at the jasper altar.
"My lord, this?" Zhang Haochang felt weird.
This Fu Qinghe was too cold and arrogant. When he saw the prince, he refused to say a word, and he only gave something and left.
Cao Yufang smiled and said, "Does Commander Zhang know the identity of this person?"
"He is a great master and one of the top swordsmen in the world." Zhang Haochang said solemnly: "It is comparable to the elders of Shenjian Peak."
"Fu Qinghe, the love-slashing sword of the Tianhai Sword School." Cao Yufang said with emotion: "The divine monk Fakong can take him in as an attendant. It is really a great supernatural power, and the Buddha Dharma is boundless."
"The top swordsman of the Tianhai Sword Sect?"
"Exactly."
"No wonder you have such a fierce aura." Zhang Haochang nodded slowly.
He is also a rare master in the world, a genius among geniuses, who has encountered many adventures, and has already stepped into the realm of arrogance, so he doesn't pay much attention to the great master.
However, seeing that Fu Qinghe, as an attendant, had reached the state of embracing Qi, completely shocked him.
Hearing what Cao Yufang said, it turned out that there was a lot of history behind him, and he felt relieved.
While the two were talking, two middle-aged men came out of the hall and stood beside Cao Yufang.
One of the two was thin and short, who seemed to be the oldest among the four, and the other was round and short.
The middle-aged man in Yuandun let out a hey, shook his head and said, "I really didn't expect that the monk Fakong was the first to show kindness."
The skinny and short middle-aged man nodded: "I originally thought that the monk Fakong, as a monk, must be arrogant and extremely reserved."
? As originally expected, it might not be easy to meet this Fakong divine monk, and it would take three visits and four invitations from the prince to meet him.
Rare things are precious, and these eminent monks have the clearest view of human nature.
Those who get it easily don't think it's strange or expensive.
The more unobtainable, the more concerned, the more high-minded.
"The monk Fakong doesn't need these tricks." Cao Yufang shook his head and smiled: "There are signs but nothing.Husband, hard work.
The first level is to purify the mind.
If the heart is not pure, it will become an obstacle to entering meditation.
After the mind calms down, various thoughts will jump out, thus interrupting the way to further enter the meditation.
? Underneath the clean heart is repentance and doing good deeds.
When to clean up the negative thoughts in the heart, clean up a heart to be upright, like glass like the rising sun, then you can start to practice meditation.
If the heart is not pure, then there is no need to waste effort.
Fakong shook his head and smiled wryly.
He thinks that the ones who are suitable for practicing this skill are probably the disciples of the Holy Cult of Light.
Even the disciples of the Holy Cult of Brightness may not be able to practice it. It is almost impossible to purify a heart so bright that there is no dross.
No wonder Fa Yanzong cut off the lineage.
The requirements are too high, really too high.
The bright sunshine in the morning shone on Nantian Peak, on Xu Qingluo and their group, and Fakong was with them.
He stood on the sidelines and watched Xu Qingluo, Chu Ling, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu and the others skiing, holding on to the trunk, breathing the cool air.
Fu Qinghe stood behind him, motionless.
The laughter of Xu Qingluo and the others came from my ears, and waves of laughter wafted across Nantian Peak.
Lin Feiyang appeared next to him in a flash: "Abbot, the preparations are almost ready, and the altar can be opened at any time."
Fakong nodded.
Lin Feiyang said: "This time the blessing ceremony should be very easy, no one dares to make trouble again?"
Fakong smiled.
Lin Feiyang said: "Is there anyone who doesn't have eyes? The previous three times should have been used as an example. Who is so stupid?"
"Never underestimate anyone's courage and blood." Fakong said: "There is always someone who is not afraid of death."
"If you want to die, then they will be fulfilled!" Lin Feiyang snorted.
"How is King Ming's observation?" Fakong asked casually.
Half of his mind is still on the level of purifying the heart. After thinking about it, he still can't practice it.
?My own thoughts are thick, somewhat thicker than ordinary people, and the source is the accumulation of two lifetimes.
The longer you live, the more dust and dirt your mind has.
This is a law of nature and unavoidable.
Despite the Medicine Buddha statue, the Purifying Mantra, and the profound Dharma, there is no way to completely clean up these dirt.
I'm afraid I really can't pass this level.
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