"If Bixinxuan doesn't work, I think the Secret Words Sect can give it a try." Another middle-aged man said: "Speaking well, colleagues are enemies, and the Secret Words Sect is also a Buddhist sect. I'm sure I won't like Yongkong Temple. I'll give it a try."

If prompted, they will take action."

"The monks of the Esoteric Sect are very strange and very difficult to deal with."

"And we are both monks. We have too many monks in Dayong. Monk Fakong may not dare to kill him, for fear of stabbing Daluzi."

"Well, that makes sense."

"Young Master, shall we go to the Esoteric Sect?"

"Well, go to the Secret Word Sect." Zhu Yuquan nodded slowly.

"Walk."

The three of them left the small courtyard and headed out of the city.

But just as he reached the city gate, Zhu Yuquan suddenly stopped and stared at the south city gate with a frown on his face, his face solemn.

"Young Master?" The two looked at him.

Zhu Yuquan said: "It's better not to leave the city."

"Young Master, do you suspect that there is Monk Fakong outside?" a middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

Zhu Yuquan nodded slowly: "My spiritual sense is saying that if there is danger outside, it is better to stay in the city."

"Does Fakong want to kill us?" Another middle-aged man said: "Young Master, no matter how powerful he is, he can't stop the three of us, as long as we don't separate."

He was now afraid that the young leader would suddenly have a whim and want to act separately and more secretly, and then the two of them would be beyond their reach.

It's not like this has never happened.

It was very dangerous that time, and the young leader almost died.

Fortunately, that time the master of Demon Sword Valley was finally killed by the master of the sect, and his revenge was avenged.

"Don't worry, we won't be separated this time." Zhu Yuquan hummed: "It's weird, how did he know we were leaving?"

"Young Master, is Fakong really waiting outside?" A middle-aged man who did not believe in evil said: "How about I explore the way first?"

"I just said we wouldn't separate." Zhu Yuquan glared at him angrily.

The middle-aged man smiled sheepishly: "Then shall we go back?"

"Well, let's go back for now." Zhu Yuquan nodded slowly: "In Tianjing City, Fa Kong cannot act without restraint."

Both middle-aged men felt that Zhu Yuquan was too cautious.

The young leader is actually so afraid of this monk Fakong.

Obviously he only has magical powers and Buddhist mantras. No matter how strong his cultivation is, he cannot be stronger than the two of himself or even the young leader.

Zhu Yuquan saw the flirtation between their brows and warned in a deep voice: "He is very evil, more evil than the monks of the Secret Word Sect, so you must be more careful."

"Yes." The two of them suddenly became solemn.

Thinking of the monks of the Esoteric Sect, they were a little more afraid of Fakong.

Once these monks become evil, they are more evil than the six evil sects, and their methods are so weird that they are difficult to guard against.

The three of them turned around and returned to the small courtyard. As soon as they arrived at the back garden, they saw Fakong sitting in a small pavilion in the flower garden of the back garden.

Covered in a purple and gold cassock, he was enjoying the flowers leisurely and contentedly.

These flowers are rare and rare species, and Zhu Yuquan spent a lot of effort to collect them.

After watching Fakong for a while, I felt that it was an eye-opener.

Hearing the footsteps, Fakong raised his head and saw the three of them. He stood up calmly and smiled: "The poor monk Fakong has seen three donors."

"Master Fakong? Haha, I have admired your name for a long time. I have admired your name for a long time." Zhu Yuquan paused and immediately showed an excited expression: "The name of the master is as loud as thunder. I have always wanted to ask the master for Buddhist teachings in person. I didn't expect that the master Buddha would come here. It's a mistake.

Welcome from afar, welcome from afar if you miss it!”

As he spoke, Heshi moved forward to the small pavilion.

Fakong smiled and said, "The young leader is too polite, but this poor monk is here to clear up misunderstandings and resolve conflicts."

"Misunderstanding?" Zhu Yuquan was startled, then shook his head: "What's the misunderstanding with the master?"

"About Eikonji Temple."
Chapter completed!