"Isn't this meant to be boring?" Chu Xiang said dissatisfied, "Then I might as well not know about this."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, you will be well in trouble."

"So, I will be in trouble?"

"This difficulty is not necessarily an assassination, nor is it necessarily a life-threatening situation."

"That means there was no assassination?"

"That's not necessarily the case."

"Husband—man—!" Chu Xiang was dissatisfied.

"Giggle..." Xu Miaoru shook her head and said with a sweet smile: "My lord, you'd better give up. Let's not worry about this. I'm tired and I need to take a nap."

Chu Xiang looked up at the sky.

sunny.

He smiled and said: "Madam, please rest, I will accompany you!"

Xu Miaoru squeezed out his big hand: "It's so busy outside, how can you rest? Go and get busy."

"No matter how busy you are, it's not as important as spending time with your wife." Chu Xiang held her beautiful hand again, holding it tightly and not letting go.

"Your Majesty——!" Xu Miaoru yelled.

Her hibiscus-like face was crimson and charming, which made Chu Xiang's eyes even more intense. He picked her up like a dazed man and jumped into the waterside pavilion in two steps.

Xiao Xing and Xiao Tao stayed in the pavilion knowingly, looked at each other, and shook their heads helplessly.

——

There is a plaque hanging on the small pavilion on the lake with the words "Yingxin Pavilion" written on it.

Fakong changed into a monk's robe.

Still gray.

He didn't like gray monk robes, but he had no choice. The monks in Vajra Temple were all gray and couldn't be changed to white or yellow.

The gray monk's robe he is wearing now has a very strange fabric.

It is soft and moist like a girl's skin, and fits the body gently, as if a girl is caressing it.

It exudes a light fragrance, like the freshness of flowers and plants.

Does not stick to dust.

This is obviously no ordinary fabric.

He was sitting in a rocking chair, rocking gently, holding a wordless Buddhist scripture in his hand, but thinking about believing in the king.

The sound of clothes flying was heard in his ears, and Fa Wu fell into the small pavilion.

He looked up at Fa Wu, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "It seems that junior brother is not doing well."

Fawu looked haggard, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.

It must be because I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days.

"Alas..." Fa Wu sighed dejectedly, wiped his face, and sat down at the stone table: "I can't sleep."

"Having a nightmare?"

"...Yes." Fawu hesitated and nodded.

But Fakong could see that he was lying and it was not a nightmare.

He left the rocking chair, came to the stone table, and sat opposite Fa Wu.

"Guilty?"

"..."

"Junior brother, you made the right choice. The two senior brothers are already dead. It will be useless if you try your best. The most important thing is to keep yourself useful. If you do it, you will be a hero in the temple." Fa Kong said warmly.

He saw the situation with his own eyes and knew that Fa Wu's approach was the most correct. Not only was it correct, it was also perfect.

If it were another person, even with Fa Wu's level of cultivation, he would not be able to escape the vicious hands of Monk Yuande.

Fa Wu has an extremely high talent for fighting and is a born hero.

When faced with big situations or life-or-death situations, they perform beyond their normal capabilities and become stronger when faced with strong situations. Such people are born to be big shots and have the attributes of a hero.

But others didn't know the situation at that time, so it was difficult to imagine the crisis at that time, and they often couldn't help but doubt him.

Did he take advantage of Faji Faxiang to be killed and escape?

Or, did Faji Faxiang risk his life to protect him and sacrifice his life to save him?

People's hearts always tend to think about the dark side. If they don't think about the first point, they will also think about the second point, and then they will blame him secretly.

As the one with the strongest martial arts skills among the three, he should have sacrificed his life to protect Faji and Faxiang from escaping.

I'm afraid Fawu will also secretly doubt himself and blame himself secretly.

If the cultivation level were stronger and the reaction was faster, would it be possible to stop Monk Yuande and give Brother Faji Faxiang a chance to escape?

"Alas..." Fawu sighed again.

The original Dharma Enlightenment was high-spirited and high-spirited, but now the Dharma Enlightenment is demoralized and listless.

Fakong formed a seal with his hands and cast a heart-purifying spell.

His current Pure Heart Curse has reached the seventh level and can eliminate despair. Unfortunately, it is not yet at the eighth level and cannot eliminate guilt.

As soon as the Qingxin Mantra fell, Fawu perked up and said with a wry smile: "It's useless."

"Junior brother Fawu, no one doubts your character. Two senior brothers, Faji and Faxiang, have gone to the Western Paradise." Fakong said warmly: "If you can avenge them, that will be enough."

"Revenge?" Fawu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My cultivation level is too low."

"Third grade, not low."

"That guy has reached the second level." Fawu said in a low voice, "I suspect he is about to reach the first level."

Fakong said: "It is the pinnacle of the second grade."

Gu Xinxian, the Thunder God Sword, is at the second level, and with the Thunder God Sword in hand, it is the pinnacle of the second level, majestic and majestic.

If he didn't have his own immobilizing spell, killing Ning Zhenzhen and the others would have been as easy as playing for fun.

Monk Yuande's cultivation level should be similar to Gu Xinxian's.

He was even more afraid of Monk Yuande.

The source of fear is the Daimyolian Temple.

The temple, which has been passed down for a longer period of time than the Great Leiyin Temple, has a deep foundation, and the number of extraordinary and secret skills is beyond his imagination.

"I have a method that can help you quickly improve your cultivation and kill your inner demons."

"Senior brother, tell me quickly!"

"Take this. With it, Monk Yuande won't be able to catch you." Fakong took out a jade pendant from his sleeve.

The jade pendant is yellow and clear, like amber, exuding a warm and shining light.

"This is……"

"I got this accidentally. It can isolate all breath." Fakong handed it to him: "Take it, and Monk Yuande will not be able to catch you."

Since practicing the Void Breath Sutra, I have become one with the Medicine Buddha statue, and the Medicine Buddha has become one with the void, and my breath will never leak out again.
Chapter completed!