As soon as he left, Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling came over with smiles.

"Master, did I hear correctly just now?" Xu Qingluo said in surprise: "Is that really what Master Xu said?"

Fa Kong glanced at her sideways.

Chu Ling exclaimed: "Oh——! It's an eye-opener."

Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "People should not be judged by their appearance, right, Sister Chu?"

"It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance!" Chu Ling nodded vigorously: "Who would have thought..."

She shook her head and sighed.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that Xu Zhijian disliked the beautiful junior sister who stared too closely, was too boring, and was not allowed to be free.

If it were the other way around, there would be no problem at all.

Disdain should be due to the fact that the beautiful Chu Xiuxiu dislikes Xu Zhijian.

It turned out to be Xu Zhijian.

They were filled with emotions, but had nothing to say.

"This is love." Fakong said with a smile: "It's enough to make a person become strange. Miss Chu is such a proud person. What has become of her now? So it's better to be cautious."

"Love is so sad," Xu Qingluo said with a smile.

Chu Ling said: "There is no escape from the web of love."

Fakong waved his hand and let them play while he continued to study the things in his hands, including the purification bottle, the Blood Spirit Sword and the Divine Bead, but there was no way to get a glimpse of its secrets.

Lin Feiyang suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Fakong looked at him and said, "Have you had enough fun?"

"Actually, there's not much to do. It's almost the same as here in Shenjing." Lin Feiyang chuckled and said, "It's just that the chef over there is really bad and his cooking skills are too poor."

Fakong nodded.

Although Dayun is wealthy, the dining style is indeed different from that of Dagan, just like the south and north of Dagan are different.

The north side is rougher, the south side is more delicate, and Shenjing mixes the north and south, bringing together flavors.

The eating style in Dayun is somewhat rougher than that in the north of Daqian, and the taste is heavier.

Fakong thought it tasted okay, but Lin Feiyang didn't like it very much and thought it was too bad to be mentioned.

He went to Yunjing with two goals, one was antiques, and the other was cooking skills. He was completely disappointed with the cooking skills, so he collected a few antiques.

"The old monk isn't here again?" Lin Feiyang jumped up and looked at the bell in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, but there was no trace of the old monk Huiling. He shook his head helplessly: "He went to play again."

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

Ever since Faning and Lin Feiyang became the Grand Master, Master Hui Ling's uncle has been completely free. He is like a kite with its string cut off. He hardly goes to the temple all day long and is always outside.

"Huh?" Lin Feiyang was suddenly startled.

He disappeared suddenly, and the next moment he appeared outside the gate of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, watching six people rushing to the gate of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple surrounded by one person.

The surrounding pilgrims immediately looked over.

"Master, help!" six people shouted.

These seven people are all wearing black robes and each wearing a red cloak.

At this time, the red cloak was fluttering, but there was no majesty at all, only anxiety and irritability.

Lin Feiyang stepped forward.

The man surrounded by six people was carrying one person on his back.

The person on the back had his head drooped, his neck seemed to have no bones, his hands drooped limply, and he had passed out.

Lin Feiyang frowned and stepped forward: "What's going on?"

Without having to look twice, he could immediately recognize that these people were from the Southern Supervision Department. Judging from their appearance, the people on their backs looked more sinister than good.

"Save Brother Zhang quickly!" Several people shouted hurriedly.

Lin Feiyang took out a bottle of divine water from his arms and handed it over: "Sacred water!"

Several people were overjoyed.

They galloped all the way here just for this sacred water, which could hang the life of Brother Zhang.

They carefully put down the people on their backs, not caring whether the bluestone floor was dirty or not, and put them directly on the ground.

Lin Feiyang's expression changed slightly, he took a step forward and looked at the young man lying on the ground.

His face was as red as if he was drunk, and the smell of alcohol was coming out of his mouth. He looked like a drunkard no matter what.

Lin Feiyang recognized this person at once, it was Zhang Yishan.

"What happened to him?" Lin Feiyang frowned.

One person tapped the acupuncture points and was responsible for prying open Zhang Yishan's mouth. The other person carefully opened the cork of the bottle and slowly poured the divine water into Zhang Yishan's mouth.

The surrounding pilgrims stared with wide eyes, but no one came close. The Southern Supervisory Department now has a very vicious reputation.

"Brother Zhang? Brother Zhang?" A bottle of divine water was poured into Zhang Yishan's mouth, and everyone shouted softly.

Lin Feiyang frowned and glanced in the direction of the temple gate.

He knew that Fakong must have seen the situation here, but he had no intention of taking action.

He frowned and stared at Zhang Yishan, but did not act rashly to avoid letting others know that he knew Zhang Yishan.

It's also erring on the side of caution.

After a while, Zhang Yishan did not move. He was still like a drunken man who had not yet woken up from a deep sleep. Drinking the magic water seemed to have no effect.

"No." A young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked at Lin Feiyang: "Mr. Lin, do you still have the divine water?"

"Well, wait a minute." Lin Feiyang nodded.

He floated into the temple and came to Fakong.

Fa Kong pointed to a bottle of divine water on the table.

Lin Feiyang nodded.

He knew that this bottle of divine water was definitely different, and its power was beyond the reach of ordinary divine water, so he floated out and handed it to someone.

So he drank it again for Zhang Yishan.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Zhang Yishan suddenly coughed violently, and then spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow" sound.

The black blood fell to the ground, white smoke "sizzling" rose up, but it quickly corroded a hole in the bluestone ground, and the black blood completely penetrated into the stone and disappeared.

Everyone was shocked to see it.

How poisonous this is!

Zhang Yishan wiped the corner of his mouth and saw Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang gave him a wink and said calmly: "Okay, I can't die. Go back and take good care of yourself."

"Thank you Mr. Lin!"

"Thank you Mr. Lin!"

…

Everyone clasped their fists and saluted, grateful.

Lin Feiyang waved his hand, turned around and entered the temple.

The pilgrims were filled with emotion when they saw this.

This is the divine water. It is truly miraculous and efficacious. It can actually save someone from being poisoned like that.

The people from the Southern Supervision Department left quickly, happy.

Lin Feiyang came to Fakong and said softly: "Zhang Yishan is not an ordinary person, he was poisoned."

As far as he knew, Zhang Yishan's intuition was extremely sharp. He would definitely feel the danger when someone was poisoned, but he couldn't feel it, which was weird.

Fa Kong nodded lightly.

Lin Feiyang said: "This is not an ordinary poison, otherwise the divine water would be able to cure it the first time. Abbot..."

"Hmm." Fakong said thoughtfully.

"Could it be..." Lin Feiyang lowered his voice: "Could it be Huangquan Valley?"

Fakong stood up and walked around with his hands behind his back.

Lin Feiyang said softly: "Zhang Yishan won't die, will he?"

"For the time being, there is no fatal disaster." Fakong shook his head and said, "But variables always exist."

You are the biggest variable.

If you stay in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and do nothing, maybe the future you see will be the real future.
To be continued...