"...Okay." Xu Zhijian put it back on.

Fakong's eyes suddenly became dark.

Xu Zhijian looked at him helplessly.

This feeling of being watched by the clairaudience is really unpleasant.

Fakong smiled: "With this string of beads, my life is finally saved."

"Don't you take the opportunity to kill him?" Xu Zhijian asked.

Fakong said: "Of course we must take the opportunity to kill him."

What he saw was Xu Zhijian being assassinated in the room.

He couldn't let Xu Zhijian live in his room, and he couldn't guard him all the time, so the assassin was hard to guard against and might strike when he wasn't paying attention.

I need to keep an eye on the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple to avoid giving this assassin an opportunity to sneak in secretly.

It would be best if we could take action directly when he sneaks in.

The round lamp's voice sounded outside: "Abbott."

"Uncle Yuan Deng came in to talk."

Yuan Deng came in with a smile.

Xu Zhijian stood up and titheed, returned the tithing with round lanterns, and said with a smile: "Abbott, the pilgrims outside are strongly requesting that you please give some more rejuvenation spells."

"Lin Feiyang."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang agreed and entered his house.

When he came out, he was already carrying a one-meter-square red sandalwood box, and inside was the rejuvenation mantra written in Fakong's handwriting.

Lin Feiyang carried the red sandalwood box and said, "Abbot, I'll go and distribute it. Don't let them mess around."

"Well, go ahead." Fakong nodded.

Lin Feiyang likes to do this offending thing the most.

The round lanterns were titheted together, and they withdrew.

Xu Zhijian smiled and said: "Fakong, your name as a divine monk is getting louder and louder. It won't be long before it will be heard throughout Daqian, and even Dayun Dayong."

Fa Kong smiled and nodded.

His reputation has at least spread to Yunjing, and even Dugu Xia Qing knows about it.

However, because he has been staying in Shenjing, his influence is still limited and he has not been able to spread quickly.

seeing is believing.

If you want them to believe it, you have to let them see it, not just hear it.

He can only stay in Shenjing now, and those who are terminally ill from other places can only come to Shenjing to seek medical treatment.

Xu Zhijian said: "This time it snowed heavily, countless people survived, and the merits are immeasurable."

Fakong's smile grew even brighter.

There are indeed many merits.

And after this time, the merits will increase more and more, like a snowball, and my cultivation will enter a state of rapid progress.

"Come on, Brother Xu, let's go and compete with each other. Let's try the Netherworld Sect's sword technique first." Fakong said with a smile.
Chapter completed!