"What kind of paper?" Everyone was curious.

Lin Fei's eyebrows were filled with excitement: "This is a secret note written by the abbot to Sister Zhu."

He looked at Fakong: "Abbott, Sister Zhu is consolidating her realm. She will come back tomorrow to express her gratitude."

Fa Kong nodded.

Xu Qingluo said enthusiastically: "Master, what did you write on the piece of paper you gave Sister Zhu? Is it so wonderful?"

"About the insights from the secret book." Fakong said: "She also came naturally. I just gave it a gentle push. If the accumulation is not enough, there is nothing I can do."

"That's it..." Xu Qingluo suddenly realized.

But Fakong could tell that she didn't fully believe it.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang both felt that this was not surprising. After all, Fakong's realm was higher, and giving guidance to those with a lower realm would definitely be very effective.

Xu Qingluo's bright eyes turned.

She thinks it's not that simple.

After she became a grand master, she gradually discovered a little bit of the true meaning of martial arts practice. Other things should be done naturally, and martial arts practice is completely different.

If everything comes naturally, why do so many people practice hard all their lives but fail to become a Grand Master?

Martial arts training has certain levels.

Breaking through levels is like using a sword to pierce an iron ball.

If the sword is not sharp enough, if you squeeze it slowly with all your strength, trying to break the iron ball, a lifetime of hard work may not be enough.

Concentrate your sword intent and find the right place.

These two are the key.

Master should help Sister Zhu by focusing on these two aspects, helping her condense her sword intention and help her find the right position.

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The next morning, after having breakfast, Fakong walked slowly around the city. When he came to Xuanwu Avenue, he saw Li Ying.

Li Ying was still wearing a dark robe, which made her face look even more crystal clear, like mutton-fat white jade, exuding a soft radiant light, bright and flawless.

She stood quietly in front of a small jewelry stall as cold as ice.

After Fakong appeared, she raised her head and looked over, her eyes flashed with a cold light, she hummed softly, and pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword.

Fakong smiled.

He said in Li Ying's mind: "But it was suppressed?"

"We have found a few people who are colluding with each other." Li Ying thought in her heart: "I suspect there are people behind them."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

"Please help me take a look." Li Ying said.

Fakong nodded lightly, turned around and left.

Li Ying snorted, put down the little rabbit in her hand, turned and left.

It looked like the two were about to fight.

Even though Fakong knew that no one was prying around, he still did not show any signs of relaxation.

Who knows if there is a secret method that can be hidden from oneself.

What's more, both of them felt endlessly happy about it.

It feels particularly exciting and interesting to communicate secretly without telling the world.

Fa Kong continued to stroll on the street.

People around him turned a blind eye.

When they returned to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, Leng Feiqiong was already waiting there, sitting at the stone table and reading a Buddhist scripture.

Seeing him coming back, Leng Feiqiong saluted.

She was dressed in a white robe, and even though she was not adorned with jewelry, she still looked as graceful and gorgeous as a fairy concubine.

It's because of this white robe.

The top-notch embroidery produced by Mingyue Embroidery House looks plain at first glance, but with a little attention, the patterns and patterns can be seen.

Fakongheshi smiled and said: "Master Leng, let's get started."

"Thank you." Leng Feiqiong said.

Fakong cast the rejuvenation spell again, nine times in one go.

Leng Feiqiong was once again immersed in a tipsy state, soaked and nourished by the nectar formed by the rejuvenation spell.

Fa Kong disappeared without a trace in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in Ning Zhenzhen's small courtyard.

Ning Zhenzhen has returned to the Jade Butterfly Sect, her own small courtyard, and is pacing in the courtyard with her hands behind her hands, her face serious.

As soon as Fa Kong appeared, Ning Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior brother, Sun Peiyu has been captured." She lowered her voice and said, "Imprisoned in the cold palace."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!