"If what I expected is correct, it was a master of Demon Sect Chenghai Dao who did it, right?"

"Humph, you really know!" Monk Rushan sneered.

Fakong nodded: "I do know. Unfortunately, when I knew it, the person had disappeared. It turned out to be Master Rushan and you killed him."

Monk Rushan frowned and stared at him, doubtful.

What a coincidence!

Fakong shook his head: "At that time, you told Master Rushan to wait and see. In fact, you wanted to find out his details first. After you find out the details, it is not too late to decide how to deal with him."

Monk Rushan's face was gloomy.

Monk Fakong didn't say that at the time. He only said to wait and see if there was any other good things to do. He didn't even mention investigating the details.

I even laughed at him for looking like an outsider.

Didn't this kid put on that posture and tone on purpose?

Fakong said: "After investigation, I learned that the incense owner is the only son of Mei Sihai, the son of Mei Sanbian, an elder of Chenghai Dao."

"Master Rushan, you should know about Mei Sanbian, right? You must also know the identity of Mei Sihai, right?"

"I don't know!" Monk Rushan said coldly.

Fakong laughed: "Isn't it possible?"

"Why is it impossible!" Monk Rushan's face turned even more ugly.

Fakong laughed and said: "I don't think this is something that the abbot of a temple can do. Kill him without knowing his identity in advance? This is too... too... haha!"

He shook his head and pointed at Yuan Sheng and the others behind him: "Even the few masters and uncles in my temple would not be so reckless. Only a green-headed boy can do it."

"Dharma! Kong!" Monk Rushan's face turned purple and he stared at him: "Don't go too far!"

"Master Rushan, this is indeed my fault." Fakong shook his head and said: "I originally thought that you would be on guard after knowing their details, so I didn't give you any more troublesome reminders, so as not to annoy you and make you look down on me.

You,... now it seems, alas——, I should still mention it more."

He shook his head and sighed, with an expression of self-blame.

Monk Rushan felt that his face was burning, as if he had been slapped one after another, and the slaps were loud and clear.

After all, it was not his responsibility, but his own responsibility. It was because he, the abbot, did not do a good enough job that he ruined the lives of three disciples.

"Fakong, you..."

"But this Mei Sanbian dared to attack our Snow Mountain Sect. He is simply bringing humiliation upon himself!" Fakong said solemnly: "Uncle Zhiyuan must have taken his life to avenge the death of the three uncles and uncles.

hatred."

The relationship between the two temples is tense, but the seniority cannot be messed up. Everyone is a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect.

Zhiyuan snorted softly in the Feitian Temple: "Sharp teeth!"

When the sound reached Fa Kong's ears, it was about to shake Fa Kong's blood and energy, but the Vajra Indestructible Magic continued to operate on its own, and the strange vibration was eliminated without any ripples.

Fakong smiled and said: "Junior dare not."

"Old Bald Ass Zhiyuan, what do you want to do?" Old Monk Huiling noticed Monk Zhiyuan's little move, and immediately became angry: "Aren't you looking for a beating?"

"What a great Dharma Master!" Monk Zhiyuan's voice sounded slowly, and he found that there was nothing unusual about Fa Kong's voice.

Not affected by his own sound attack.

If it is not the first grade, then there is only one reason: I have practiced the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art, and its level is extremely high!

The stinky monks at the Vajra Temple resisted beatings, either because of their high level or because of the indestructible power of Vajra. There was no other possibility.

Fakong smiled: "Uncle Zhiyuan Master thanks you for the award."

"Rushan, since you know what kind of person he is, why go over there and ask for trouble? Come back!"

"...Yes, Uncle Master." Monk Rushan glared at Fakong unwillingly, turned around and left.

Fakong Heshi said: "I won't send you far away."

Monk Rushan hummed and took long strides.

The other six monks also left.

Lin Feiyang said angrily: "They all kicked at the door. If you don't fight out, is it too much of a sign of weakness?"

Yuan Sheng nodded slowly.

He also agreed with Lin Feiyang's words.

Just one word: "Qian".

Just do it, no one is afraid of who!

Feitian Temple is nothing special!

If they don't deal with it severely, if they dare to do this next time, they are treating the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple as a weakling.

Fakong smiled and raised his voice: "Uncle Zhiyuan, haven't you caught that Mei Sanbian yet? With my uncle's ability, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Zhiyuan said coldly: "Add another bottle of Feitian Pill!"

"Thank you so much, uncle." Fa Kong bowed in the direction of the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple and said with a smile, "Seeing how sincere my uncle is, I can send you a message."

"explain!"

"Say what you want!" Old monk Huiling snorted, "Don't tell him!"

Fakong immediately shut his mouth.

"Huiling, don't go too far!"

"You are the ones who have gone too far. Hey, what do you think of the outer courtyard of our Vajra Temple? You can kick down the door whenever you want?"

"What a mess!...What are those two bottles of Feitian Dan?!"

"I didn't see it!" Old monk Huiling snorted: "What if you are cheating!"

Monk Zhiyuan fell silent.

A moment later, three clear whistles of "Chi Chi" and three green lights came straight from high in the sky. When they arrived in front of Fa Kong, they suddenly slowed down and floated two meters high.

From extremely fast to extremely slow, the change is sudden and free, showing the extremely high control of power.

Fukong flicked the long sleeves of his multi-treasure cassock, and three jasper bottles shot out.

Old monk Huiling stretched out his hand to catch it.

First look at the jasper bottles, then uncork them one by one and pour them out.

There are nine pieces in each bottle, each piece is as big as a soybean and the color is like white snow.

After reading them over and over again, he put them back into the bottle and nodded with satisfaction.

"That's right." He threw it back to Fakong.

Fa Kong is directly paid into the Kalachakra Pagoda.

He had heard of the reputation of Feitian Pill, and he could give it to Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu and Xu Qingluo to improve their qualifications, and the benefits would be endless.

"Can we talk now?" Zhiyuan's voice sounded faintly.

Fakong said: "There is a prodigy in the Demon Sect who has mastered the art of covering the sky and the sun. The reason why my uncle cannot find Mei Sanbian is probably related to this art of covering the sky and the sun."

"The power of covering the sky and the sun!" Monk Zhiyuan's voice gradually became deeper and deeper, and then could not be heard anymore.

Fakong smiled.

Yuan Sheng and the others closed the door heavily, but they still felt resentful in their hearts. They felt that Monk Rushan was bullying others too much, and they were holding back their breath.

Fakong said: "Masters and uncles, if Master Rushan hadn't been so angry, he wouldn't have been able to do such a thing. After all, the death of three Feitian Temple masters has caused too much damage to the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple."

Under normal circumstances, the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple would accept some young people, one to do odd jobs, and the other to hone their skills and take the opportunity to see their aptitude and character.

Nowadays, there are only a few masters, which is too declining.

Although the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple is prosperous, there are probably only five or six masters like Yuan Sheng. There is no need to have too many. The outer courtyard is for publicity, not fighting.

Three of them were damaged at once. Just think about it and you will know how much damage was done to the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple.

"A good death, a wonderful death!" Yuan Sheng said coldly.

Yuan Deng said with a smile: "Abbott, I see that Rushan is hesitating. How did these three Feitian Temple masters die?"

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

Of course he knew, but he didn't want to say more.

Lin Feiyang suddenly became energetic, his eyes lit up and he patted his chest: "Leave this to me, I'll go find out!"

He disappeared in a flash.

Fakong said: "Everyone goes about his or her own business. Each person has two flying pills."

He slipped a bottle from his sleeve, threw it to Fanning, and turned to leave.

"Thank you, Abbot." Everyone agreed.
To be continued...