I went to look at the medicinal materials again and cast a rejuvenation spell.

The grass in the medicine field has been hoeed away and is clean.

This is Fanning's contribution.

He now comes back every three days to take care of the medicine valley to prevent it from becoming desolate. He will also tell him if there are any problems with the medicinal materials.

He'll come back to deal with it.

For him, returning to Medicine Valley was just a quick escape.

After dealing with this, he sat alone in the small pavilion, calm and peaceful, thinking about everything about Kunshan Holy Religion.

Monk Zu Huinan’s courtyard.

Huinan was wearing a gray short coat, her short and thin body looked capable and capable, and she was slowly boxing.

He only glanced at Fa Kong who came in and kept moving.

Fakong always comes here every time he comes back. It's not a rare visitor, it's a common occurrence.

Fa Konghe Tithe: "Master, do you know that the Six Paths of the Demon Sect have taken action against the Holy Cult of Kunshan?"

Huinan said lazily: "I don't know."

Fakong's eyes suddenly became as deep as the sea, staring at Huinan.

Huinan felt uncomfortable, stopped her boxing, and stared back: "What happened?"

"Kunshan Holy Sect should have spies in every sect, and I'm afraid we also have spies in Daxue Mountain."

"impossible!"

"Master, I can tell at a glance." Fa Kong stared at him: "If we start to clean up now, I don't know if we can find him."

After he said this, he looked at the future and saw that the future had changed.

"All of our disciples are clean and there is no way a traitor could sneak in."

"Yes, there are two." Fakong nodded slightly, his eyes returned to normal: "They are Uncle Yuanlu and Uncle Huili."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Huinan's expression changed.

Fakong said: "This may not be all, it is just what was exposed within three months."

Huinan stared at him with a gloomy expression.

Fakong said: "Disciple has said this, Master should report it to the abbot."

"You bastard." Huinan snorted, "You've thrown a big problem here."

Fakong smiled: "This time the Six Paths of the Demon Sect take action, our Snow Mountain Sect won't take action against the Kunshan Holy Sect?"

"It's not our turn to make the decision yet." Hui Nan said: "Don't worry about it. Just take care of the outer courtyard of Shenjing. Is there really no problem with the blessing ceremony?"

"I will also solve any problems if they arise." Fakong smiled and said, "Disciple, take your leave."

Huinan said: "Otherwise, let's see if there is a Daleiyin Temple?"

"Disciple takes leave." The dharma sky combined with the tithe and disappeared in an instant.

Huinan stared, seeing that Fakong had disappeared, and shook his head helplessly.

This guy's wings are really hard.

Fa Kong appeared in the outer courtyard and looked up to see the monk Huiling beside the clock on the top of the sutra collection attic.

Monk Huiling was lying on his side on the crossbar of the bell, motionless, sound asleep.

Lin Feiyang and the others also built a wine cellar in the pagoda garden.

Fa Kong went over to take a look.

It was discovered that the large hole that had been dug had been filled in, and a small hole was opened next to it. Zhou Yang, Faning and Xu Qingluo all carried baskets of soil on their backs.

Fakong saw with his heart that Lin Feiyang was digging with a pickaxe in the stone chamber under the Three Mysteries, sweating profusely and working hard.

Faning was behind him, holding a shovel and filling the basket with soil, as easily as swinging a stick.

Xu Qingluo came out slowly with a basket on her back, her beautiful little face stained with mud. When she saw Fakong, she was suddenly surprised and smiled.

She put down her backpack, made a fist with her little hand and tapped her shoulder: "Master, I'm exhausted."

Fakong looked at her with a smile: "Just the four of you?"

The backpack is almost as tall as her and thicker than her. She is petite and slender, and the backpack can hold three of her.

Zhou Yang was coming out with a basket of soil on his back, his pink face was smeared with mud, his clothes and hair were wet with sweat, and he looked very embarrassed: "Uncle,...Sister, you are lazy again!"

"I'm talking to master!" Xu Qingluo waved her little hand: "Junior brother, hurry up and work, don't be lazy!"

"Humph, you're lazy again." Zhou Yang was annoyed, poured the soil into the corner, and went down again carrying the basket.

"Master, we were digging and digging. Uncle Lin suddenly went to several princes' palaces. After seeing their wine cellars, he changed his mind and said that the digging method was wrong. He changed it to this." Xu Qingluo said helplessly: "I don't know if the digging is finished.

Will this still need to be changed?"

Fakong smiled.

Xu Qingluo said: "Master, I will make tea for you."

She said and ran away.
Chapter completed!