The sun has set in the west and twilight is rising.

Huinan was practicing boxing in the courtyard, wearing a gray short shirt, still doing the slow Tai Chi-like boxing technique, and glanced at him lazily.

Fakong did not interrupt rashly this time and stood aside to watch quietly.

Huinan seemed not to see him and continued to punch slowly and leisurely.

The gentle evening breeze shook the rustling green bamboos beside the wall, and they were rising and falling with his fist movements.

It wasn't until Huinan finished the punch and stopped his momentum that Fa Kong titheed: "Master."

"Has she come?"

"who?"

"Why are you pretending to be confused!" Huinan looked at him askance: "You think I am deaf and blind?"

"Oh, Senior Tang." Fakong nodded: "I have indeed been here. I am heartbroken and miserable!"

"Huh, it hurts so much!" Huinan sneered and said coldly: "Why doesn't she die early!"

Fa Kong was silent.

These words are too poisonous and inconsistent with the status of an eminent monk.

You can also see how much he hates Tang Yueyan.

"You know, right?" Huinan said coldly: "Your master was only forty-six years old when he passed away."

Fa Kong nodded.

He actually doesn't know.

Huinan looked up at the dusk, his eyes dazed, and said leisurely: "If I haven't lost my martial arts, and I'm still alive and kicking now, I won't have any problem living another hundred years."

Fakong nodded slightly.

Master Yuanzhi's qualifications are astonishing, similar to the current Dharma Enlightenment. He is extremely talented and must be a great monk of the generation.

Entering the Shenyuan realm is a matter of course. If there are no accidents, it will be easy to live to one hundred and fifty years old.

"This evil, worthless bastard!" Huinan gritted his teeth: "Just for a woman..."

He clenched his fists tightly and his veins stood out.

Fakong hurriedly interrupted his conversation and asked curiously: "Master, why did Senior Tang wait until now to see Master?"

This question has always been in his mind, and he has always wanted to ask it clearly.

"We shall not meet each other for twenty years." Huinan said coldly: "This is the oath your master made himself."

He sneered: "Do you know why he swore this oath?"

Fakong shook his head.

Huinan said: "The witch deposed your Senior Uncle Yuan Xin. Your master went to avenge your Senior Uncle Yuan Xin and wanted to depose her."

Fakong nodded slightly.

The grievances between Jingang Temple and Diao Yue Dao have been deep. It is very common for Tang Yueyan to abolish a disciple of Jingang Temple, or for a disciple of Jingang Temple to abolish a disciple of Diao Yue Dao.

"But this villain finally committed a crime!" Huinan sneered: "This villain, he...he actually couldn't do anything to the witch because of her beauty, and instead fell in love with her!"

Fakong frowned.

This really shouldn't be the case.

There are many beautiful women, and as a monk, at least you cannot have romantic relationships, otherwise all your efforts will be in vain.

"He abandoned his martial arts and apologized to Yuan Shu on behalf of the witch. At the same time, he swore not to see her for twenty years, so that the temple would no longer pursue the witch!"

"...It turns out it's not the useless master's martial arts in the temple."

Huinan trembled all over and gritted his teeth: "This evildoer only thinks about women and himself, and does not think about his fellow disciples or the Vajra Temple. He is unfaithful, unrighteous and unfilial!"

Fakong hurriedly cast a heart-purifying mantra.

Huinan suddenly let out a long sigh of relief.

His body no longer trembled, the veins on the back of his hands faded away, and he regained his composure.

He glared hard at Fakong.

Fakong laughed with him: "Master, everything has passed. Master has passed away, so let the past go with the wind."

"You didn't call me Mistress, did you?"

"Of course not." Fakong shook his head.

Huinan snorted and her face softened: "This witch can do a lot of harm to people!"

Fakong nodded in agreement.

In fact, it is difficult to say whether this matter is Tang Yueyan's fault or Master Yuanzhi's fault. Both of them were moved.

He definitely can't say anything bad about his master.

Huinan said coldly: "Fakong, you have a bright future. If you really can't afford to fall in love, then return to secular life. Don't want to be a monk and have a woman at the same time!"

Fakong said: "Master, don't worry."

"Hmph, I was very confident about your master at the beginning, but this evil..." Huinan sneered again and again.

Fakong changed the subject and asked in a gentle voice: "Master, can the masters like Can Tiandao come back after they have gone there?"

"It's just to die!" Huinan said coldly: "Don't they have any preparations? There must be traps and ambush waiting to see how they die!"

"Why doesn't the imperial court let us go to Dayong for revenge?" Fakong said, "Why did they send masters from the Demon Sect?"

He actually doesn't care about this.

But it's obvious that Huinan is concerned.

Saying this is causing trouble, so as not to continue to reprimand yourself.

Huinan frowned.

"Except for Cantian Dao, what about the other five paths?"

"According to the news from the temple, there are masters from the other five paths."

"Is there only the Six Paths of Demon Sect?"

"Um."

"Isn't this strange?"

Huinan's white eyebrows knitted tighter.

Fakong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to tithe: "Master, I haven't had a full meal yet, so I have to take my leave."
Chapter completed!