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- Zhu Ni was also extremely curious.
These six black-clothed middle-aged men should be killed, and they should not be let go, after all, their cultivation is advanced, and they want to assassinate Prince Ming.
This time, Xu Qingluo and the others were there to block them. If Xu Qingluo and the others were not there next time, they might not be able to stop them.
More importantly, they will reveal the details of Xu Qingluo and the others.
Once the details of Xu Qingluo and the other four are released, the master Dayun who comes to assassinate them next time will be sure.
This time, if Xu Qingluo and the others hadn't hidden their secrets and suddenly cast a formation with astonishing power, they might have been captured by these six men in black and killed Prince Ming.
That would be a great sin. .
So it's best to silence these six people as soon as possible, and don't let them pass the news back.
"Master, you have to be careful." Chu Xiang said: "I haven't found out whether Dayun will deal with you, Master, but I think they will definitely not let you go, Master."
Farkon nodded.
Chu Xiang said: "However, if they send too strong masters over, Father will definitely sense it and will never sit idly by."
The father has always put the country and the country first, except for the case of Leng Feiqiong, he always puts the overall situation first.
Protecting the master is the overall situation.
It is completely different to have a master in Daqian and not have a master, so the father will definitely not sit back and watch others kill the master.
Fakong nodded with a smile.
Chu Xiong didn't retreat at the critical moment, and it was fine if he didn't make trouble.
Most people don't want to speculate on the emperor's thoughts. They face different situations and think differently, so they can't be counted on¡ª¡ª
At noon, as soon as he finished his lunch, he felt something strange, and suddenly appeared in the Yongkong Temple in Dayong Tianjing.
At this time, someone knocked on the door outside Yongkong Temple.
Fakong came to the door slowly and opened the courtyard door.
? An old monk stood outside, with white eyebrows, clear eyes, and a peaceful expression, followed by four middle-aged monks.
They all wore apricot yellow monk robes, and they looked of good status.
"Amitabha!" The old monk in charge paid a tithe and said slowly, "But Master Fakong is in person?"
"It's the poor monk." Fakong said, "I don't know what to do?"
"The old monk Jing'en Temple Miaozhu, I have seen Master Fakong."
"So it's Master Miaozhu, be polite." Fakong Heshi asked, "But what's the matter?"
He had no intention of inviting them into the hospital directly, as if he was concerned about them, it seemed quite unreasonable to stand at the door and ask questions directly.
"I heard that Master Fakong's supernatural powers are amazing, and the Dharma is profound." The old monk Miaozhu said calmly: "The old monk is here to ask for advice and discuss Buddhism."
"Buddhism?" Fakong said.
He smiled playfully: "Do you want to learn Buddhism, or do you want to learn martial arts?"
"As a Buddhist disciple, it is natural to learn Buddhism." The old monk Miaozhu suddenly smiled: "Master wants to learn martial arts?"
Fakong restrained his smile: "I'm afraid the Dharma discussion is over, and we still have to learn martial arts? First the literature and then the martial arts?"
"Amitabha." The old monk Miaozhu shook his head and said solemnly: "As a disciple of Buddhism, the Dharma is naturally the first. The Dharma is powerless, and martial arts is the last skill and a small way."
Fakong smiled.
The old monk Miaozhu glanced around, and said seriously: "Although my Jing'en Temple also emphasizes martial arts, I still respect Buddhism. If Buddhism is insufficient, it is difficult for martial arts to reach a high level. It is absolutely impossible to become a great master!"
Fakong nodded: "Master Miaozhu, please¡ª¡ª!"
Jingen Temple is not a small sect. Its status in Dayong is similar to that of Vajra Sect. It is not the top sect, but a first-class sect.
The four middle-aged monks around the old monk Miaozhu are all great masters, and they are great masters who are about to reach their peak
?It is actually extremely difficult to break through the state of mind and reach the state of holding energy, and it is almost difficult to achieve it without special opportunities.
And these four people have almost reached the peak of Ming state of mind, it can be seen that it is not accidental, but a kind of necessity, which is caused by the mental method of Jing'en Temple.
According to what the old monk Miaozhu said, Fakong knew that this is the reason of Buddhism.
The martial arts of Jing'en Temple should be closely related to Buddhism. The deeper the Buddhism, the higher the level of martial arts.
This is indeed the power of Buddhism.
When everyone came to Yongkong Temple, they first went to the Daxiong Hall to offer incense.
The old monk Miaozhu looked solemn and sacred, expressed enough respect for the Buddha statue, and performed meticulously in offering incense.
The same goes for the remaining four middle-aged monks, even more solemn and serious than Fakong's expression.
After offering the incense, I came to the side hall next to it - the lecture hall, and sat on the apricot futon.
The old monk Miaozhu looked upright, first paid a tithe to Fakong, and then began to ask questions one by one.
Fakong answered them one by one.
The old monk Miaozhu kept advancing, but Fakong responded calmly.
The old monk Miaozhu argued with him from time to time, even blushing.
One hour passed quickly in the confrontation of the two people's Dharma, then two hours, and three hours.
From noon until sunset.
The slanting light of the setting sun shone into the lecture hall, and the light in the hall became soft and hazy.
The old monk Miaozhu had froth at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were shining brightly, his spirit was high and hearty.
He felt that he had gained a lot, and he had not met such an eminent monk, such a powerful Dharma cultivation and Dharma wisdom for a long time.
In some places, he still insisted on his own opinion.
But in most cases, he still expressed his admiration, feeling that Fakong's insight was deeper and his understanding of Buddhism was deeper.
After a debate, he was surprised, inexplicably heartbroken, and his attitude towards Fakong became closer.
There is such a profound Dharma at such a young age.
This Fakong divine monk is obviously the reincarnation of the famous monk Dade, who possesses Su Hui, and the profound Dharma is hidden in it.
Otherwise, it is impossible to reach such an astonishing level even if you start reciting Buddhist scriptures from the mother's womb.
This is no longer what a genius can describe.
Thinking of this, he felt reverence in his heart, and said with emotion: "It is better to be famous than to meet each other. When the name of Master Fakong came to my ears, I thought the master was a superficial person showing off his supernatural powers. Only now do I know that it is me. Superficial."
Fakong smiled and shook his head.
He also felt that he had gained a lot.
The old monk Miaozhu is obviously a true practitioner of Buddhism, and his Dharma is far superior to those elders in the Prajna Temple of King Kong Temple.
He also admired the old monk Miaozhu's ability to integrate Buddhism and martial arts, and his cultivation has reached the state of Liangyi.
"Master Fakong, it's getting late, so I'll take my leave first." The old monk Miaozhu got up slowly and left the apricot yellow futon.
The other four middle-aged monks also got up.
Fakong stood up and said with a smile, "Master Miaozhu, if you have time, you might as well come here often, and we will study Buddhism together."
"It couldn't be better, the old monk will definitely bother you." The old monk Miaozhu suddenly smiled and bowed deeply.
This is exactly what he wanted.
He felt that Fakong's Dharma was so profound that he had never heard of it or seen it before. I am afraid that the national teacher may not surpass it.
How can I miss the opportunity to ask for benefits with such a divine monk?
Fakong smiled and returned the salute.
The old monk Miaozhu and his party of five left the gate of Yongkong Temple, then turned around and paid a tithe to Fakong before leaving.
Fakong stood at the door and watched them meander away, and disappeared into the vast crowd in the blink of an eye.
Not far from Yongkong Temple is the noisy street, where people come and go, bustling and bustling.
But in front of Yongkong Temple, the feeling of tranquility quickly permeated.
Fakong smiled.
In one afternoon, I gained the confidence of the old monk Miaozhu and the four monks.
This is not the most critical.
The most important thing is that although old monk Miaozhu's martial arts are not top-notch, he has a great reputation in the Ten Directions Forest in Tianjing.
Convincing the old monk Miaozhu is equivalent to making a name for himself.
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