Longevity

"What are you trying?" Xu Qingluo became more and more curious.

Fa Kong said: "Can you add strength to it?"

He took out the hidden dragon pendant from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Qingluo.

As soon as Xu Qingluo touched it, she immediately felt a strange force penetrate into her body, and instantly took up positions at thirty-six acupoints on her body.

It was as if thirty-six lakes were opened in the body, and then connected to each other through the meridians to form a river, and the power circulated endlessly between the thirty-six acupoints.

She closed her eyes and carefully sensed the power and movement route, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. It was the power of the Void Embryo Sutra.

The spiritual power of the Void Embryo Sutra is the power engine of the Qianlong Pei, which drives the operation of the Qianlong Art.

She tried to carry the infuriating energy by herself to follow the course of the power.

"Wow!" She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fakong smiled at her.

"Master..." Xu Qingluo looked at him with a bitter face.

She knew that Fa Kong must have done it on purpose, she didn't tell herself in advance that she couldn't forcefully practice this, and she deliberately made a fool of herself.

Fa Kong said: "It's not time for you to practice this yet, let's talk about it after you have advanced to the first rank."

"This is the Hidden Dragon Art?"

"Um."

"Sure enough." Xu Qingluo hummed and stopped trying to cultivate, but tried to concentrate on the jade pendant.

As soon as her spirit touched the jade pendant, she was ejected.

She was unconvinced and continued to perfuse, and after several times, her face was pale.

Only then did she realize that there was a huge gap between her spiritual strength and Fakong, like an ant and a mountain.

She was completely honest and said curiously: "Master, do you want to pass here to replenish Yu Peili's spiritual power?"

She tossed for a while, and already figured out the operation principle of Qianlong Pei.

Through special means, the spiritual power and the power of the hidden dragon art are infused into the jade pendant, and then act on the person holding the hidden dragon pendant.

The power of the Hidden Dragon Art is neither increased nor decreased nor consumed, it consumes mental power.

So if you add it, you need to add spiritual power.

Fa Kong nodded and pointed to the location of the guide Tianmen: "Put it on and try it."

Xu Qingluo held the Hidden Dragon Pendant with her left hand, and pressed the Nantianmen stone with her right palm.

The Qianlong Pei is rapidly brightening. like being immersed in water,

After a while, she felt that it was full, so she retracted her palm, looked down at the hidden dragon pendant, the luster was clear, and even felt slightly shaking, and looked up at Fakong.

Fakong stretched out his hand.

Qianlong Pei flew to his hand.

He pursed his lips.

Xu Qingluo blinked with big eyes and understood what Fa Kong meant. She stretched out her right palm and pressed Nantianmen again, but there was no strange feeling, only a vague sense of vastness.

"The hidden dragon pendant is the foundation," Fa Kong said, "The most correct way is to stick the jade pendant on the stone."

"Master, if you don't put a stone on it, the jade pendant can also receive power."

"There will be losses."

"Will it be faster to put on a jade pendant?"

"It's natural."

"This is really a fantastic idea." Xu Qingluo looked at Fa Kong with an expression of admiration, she couldn't think of this idea.

Fakong smiled.

This is the charging pile of the previous life. It is a very simple idea. The difficulty is how to charge it. It involves many secret techniques and wisdom.

"This will be the main battlefield." Fa Kong looked up at the blue sky, dotted with several white clouds.

Two small black dots moved vaguely among these white clouds.

"Are you really going to fight?" Xu Qingluo's eyes suddenly brightened, staring at him, both excited and worried.

Fakon glanced at the opposite mountain.

The opposite mountain peaks are three or four hundred meters apart. Even with withered and yellow bamboos all over the mountain, a gust of wind blows, and the bamboo forest is turbulent like turbid waves.

Xu Qingluo said, "Someone?"

"Well, someone has been staring at us." Fa Kong said: "I can't hold back anymore."

He suddenly let go of his momentum.

The momentum of the second-grade peak rushed out, dragged Xu Qingluo, and turned into a purple-gold light and shot at it.

In the sea of ​​​​bamboo, a white shadow shot out and disappeared in the field of vision of Fa Kong and Xu Qingluo in the blink of an eye.

The two stopped, stood on the top of the bamboo, and watched the middle-aged man in white disappear in the direction: "Master, is this a disciple of the Holy Sect of Mount Kun?"

"Um."

"Isn't this Qing Gong too amazing?" Xu Qingluo said in surprise, "It's only a little worse than Uncle Lin."

"If the Qinggong is not good, it will not be sent out to do such a thing." Fa Kong said.

Xu Qingluo said worriedly: "If there are a few more Qinggong so powerful, Master may not be able to hold it up."

If they take advantage of Master's unsteady footing and make a sneak attack, can Fakong be able to sustain such astonishing lightness and movement skills?

Fa Kong smiled: "Let's go."

—

When he returned to his small courtyard, he found that Chu Ling was weeding in the Tayuan with Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu.

If there is water, the vegetables will grow prosperously, and the grass will be equally prosperous. The grass will grow even more prosperous than the vegetables, and the grass will have to be hoeed again in a few days.

Faning's energy is mainly on the medicine valley, and he will go there in two days, so the work of weeding here is handed over to Zhou Yang.

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu also wanted to help.

Seeing Fa Kong coming back, Chu Ling clapped her hands and ran away.

She came to Fakong, looked at Fakong up and down, and looked at Xu Qingluo: "Qingluo, where did you guys go to play?"

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Going outside the city, the scenery is very different from the inside of the city."

"Wait with me next time." Chu Ling looked at Fa Kong.

Fakong shook his head in disapproval, and said with a smile: "Your Highness dares to come, so you are not afraid of the Lord's anger?"

"Don't mention it!" Chu Ling suddenly looked annoyed and hummed: "Ninth brother is so inauthentic, he went to complain to the queen mother and the imperial grandmother, so I was taught a good lesson, and my head was blown up by nagging."

Fa Kong said, "Is Your Highness still drinking?"

Chu Ling snorted: "I only promised not to get drunk, but I didn't promise not to drink. It's okay to drink a little less."

Fa Kong said: "If I let you drink again, don't say that the prince is dissatisfied, the queen and the queen mother will come and scold me."

"Are you afraid?"

"Well, I'm really scared."

"So, you don't want to drink with me anymore?"

"His Royal Highness, our fate to drink is exhausted."

"You eminent monk, you are really timid." Chu Ling looked disdainful: "The mother and the grandmother can't do anything to you, don't forget that you have a title and a plaque written by the father himself."

"If I drink with your Highness again, I'm afraid the plaque will be taken back, and the honorary title will also be taken back."

"Impossible." Chu Ling waved his jade hand.

She felt that Falkon was joking.

However, Fa Kong didn't mean to joke at all. It looked like a child's play, but it really wasn't a child's play.

Fa Kong said: "Drink together again. In the eyes of the Queen and the Queen Mother, I am a wicked person who tempts you to fall. How can I forgive you lightly."

"The queen mother and the royal grandmother admire you very much."

"That's not the case." Fa Kong shook his head: "If I bring you down, then I'm not an eminent monk, but an evil monk. The supernatural powers are not vast, but sorcery. In short, I need to be dealt with."

"The more you talk, the more inexplicable it becomes." Chu Ling laughed.

Fa Kong said sternly: "This is not a joke, we will stop drinking today, let's drink tea."

"What's it like to drink tea?" Chu Ling said dissatisfiedly: "I just drank a little wine."

"Why don't we go to two teahouses today and compare them carefully, then we can appreciate the beauty of tea."

"Isn't the tribute tea in the palace better than those in those teahouses?" Chu Ling said disdainfully, "It's just as unpleasant to drink."

"I just started drinking the wine, and there is nothing but spicy. In the end, won't it taste the same?" Fa Kong said.

"…Fine."

Xu Qingluo hurriedly said, "Master, I'll be with you too."

Fakong looked at her.

Xu Qingluo looked at Chu Ling with pleading eyes.

She knew that the master didn't want to eat her own way, and if she didn't agree, it was useless how she begged and acted like a spoiled child.

But Chu Ling eats his own way.

Sure enough, Chu Ling saw that she was so pitiful, and said, "Qingluo will follow along, ... simply Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu."

Xu Qingluo immediately cheered and looked at Fa Kong pitifully.

Chu Lingdao: "I agreed."

"Okay." Fa Kong nodded: "Don't make trouble."

"Master, don't worry!" Xu Qingluo ran out excitedly and announced the good news to Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang.

—

A group of people went out of the outer courtyard and came to the Guanyu Building on Zhuque Avenue, which was the teahouse next to Guanyun Building.

After entering, listening to the sound of the Cong Cong piano and savoring the faint fragrance of tea, several people looked solemn and intoxicated.

After three cups of tea, everyone left the Guanyu Building.

"Master, the tea here doesn't seem to be as good as the one in our temple." Xu Qingluo lowered her voice and turned to look at Guanyulou.

Quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle, Guanyu Building is indeed a good place.

Unfortunately, tea is not available.

Not just tea, but water.

The tea in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple is tribute tea, which was presented by the two sons of King Yi and King Ying, Princess Xin Xu Miaoru and Princess Jingbei.

The water in the outer courtyard of Kongoji Temple is divine water.

The combination of the two is not comparable to the teahouse outside.

But Guanyulou also has its own uniqueness. Listening to the sound of the piano and drinking tea, it is extraordinarily pure and peaceful.

Of course, this taste is not as good as the Qingxin mantra.

But it has been a rare enjoyment.

Fa Kong looked at Chu Ling: "What do you think, Your Highness?"

"What Sister Qingluo said is true, it is indeed not as good as the tea in your temple."

"Then let's go to the next one."

"Forget it, let's go back and have some tea. I'll have someone bring a qin over, and I'll play the qin to cheer you up."

"That's good." Xu Qingluo clapped her hands.

Chu Ling clapped his hands.

A handsome young man in purple robe fluttered over, bowed and saluted: "His Royal Highness."

"Bring the qingluan qin from my palace to the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple."

"Yes."

The young man in purple robe respectfully agreed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Floatingly without touching the ground, he slipped into the crowd silently.

When they walked slowly back to the temple, the youth in purple robes was already waiting outside the gate of the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple holding an ebony-colored guqin.

He presented the piano to Chu Ling with both hands.

Chu Ling took it over, took a look first, confirmed that it was his own Qingluan Qin, and nodded: "That's right."

Xu Qingluo pouted at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang stepped forward reluctantly and helped take the piano.

Chu Ling smiled and said, "Thank you, little Zhouyang."

Zhou Yang muttered: "Your Highness doesn't need to thank you, just remove the small print."

"Everyone calls you Xiao Zhouyang, of course I can't be an exception." Chu Ling giggled, and followed Fa Kong into the courtyard.

In Fakong's courtyard, she saw Li Ying in a black shirt and a solemn face.

A gust of wind blew, and Li Ying's black shirt fluttered gently, showing a valiant appearance.