Fa Kong continued to look at the middle-aged man in purple robe.

He wanted to see what this master of fishing for the moon was going to do.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man in purple robe said solemnly.

Fakong said slowly: "Who is the donor, and why did he break into my valley?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe said coldly: "Where is Yuanzhi?"

Lin Feiyang dodged, returned to Fakong, and whispered: "There are four people at the foot of the mountain, staring here from a distance."

Fa Kong nodded.

The middle-aged man in purple robe said coldly: "Is this Yuan Zhi's way of hospitality?"

Fakong waved his hand: "Get it away."

"Okay." Lin Feiyang agreed excitedly, disappeared in a flash, and appeared behind the purple-robed middle-aged man the next moment, taking a photo with his palm.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man in purple robe was patted on the head.

His eyes turned white and he fell limply.

When the Imperial Shadow Sutra reached the fourth level, Lin Feiyang's movements became more and more elusive, without a trace or sound.

The middle-aged man in purple robe is also a master in the Shenyuan realm, but he was caught off guard and still had no power to resist.

Lin Feiyang caught him happily, picked up his belt and fluttered away, flashing twice in the shadows and disappearing from the valley.

Faning first went to the lake to wash his fat hands, wipe them clean and then strode over: "Brother, who is this?"

"Ignore people who are incomprehensible." Fakong shook his head.

Apparently he got acquainted with Master Yuan Zhi.

Since he is fishing for Yue Dao, he is most likely an enemy.

Faning hesitated: "Not sure?"

"There are so many trivial things in the world. It's too tiring to understand them all." Fakong said: "Junior brother, it's rare for you to be confused."

"Yes." Fanning had no choice but to respond.

Lin Feiyang reappeared, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Sent him to the bottom of the mountain, so happy!"

Fakong raised his head and glanced in the direction of Vajra Temple.

"Senior Brother, shall I report to Master?"

"No need." Fakong shook his head.

The light wheel in his mind flew out and split into two points, falling on the eyes of the Medicine Buddha statue.

clairvoyance.

His current mental eye cannot cover the entire Vajra Peak, and he still needs to continue to practice the Void Fetal Breath Sutra.

As far as the eye could see, the woods at the foot of Mount King Kong Peak were exactly the woods in front of where Yang Ying and the others had stayed a few days ago.

There were four people surrounding the middle-aged man in purple robe.

In addition to the middle-aged man in purple robe who was slowly waking up, Fakong also recognized the two people as the two young men from Shenwu Mansion.

Zhao Jiping is plain-looking and has a short temper.

Fan Chenguang is handsome, cold and arrogant.

The remaining two middle-aged men were both handsome in appearance, and Fakong judged that they were both masters of the Moon Fishing Way.

All the disciples of Diao Yue Dao have good looks. I don’t know whether it’s because they pay special attention to appearance when selecting disciples, or because Diao Yue Dao’s martial arts skills can make people handsome and beautiful.

Fakong withdrew his clairvoyance and smiled nonchalantly.

Look up to the sky and make a gesture.

Two small white dots appeared in the sky, and the snow-capped mountain eagle swooped down, as fast as a meteor falling.

Their eyesight is astonishing, far superior to that of humans. Even above the clouds, their eyes can penetrate the clouds and see his gestures clearly.

Lin Feiyang immediately raised his head, staring at the two eagles with gleaming eyes, as if he wanted to hook them over like hooks.

The two eagles ignored him, were too lazy to talk to him, and were not allowed to touch him.

"Monk, can they carry you?"

"able."

"Then why don't you go up and sit down and give it a try?" Lin Feiyang encouraged enthusiastically: "Flying in the sky, it makes me excited just thinking about it."

"I haven't lived enough yet." Fakong said angrily.

If you are in the air and your feet are not touching the ground, where can you get strength from?

It is the best target.

"Look at your courage. Even if you fall, you still have Qinggong."

"Qinggong? Let's forget it." Fakong shook his head.

The Qinggong of Jingang Temple was too rough, and he really didn't have confidence.

Two snow-capped mountain eagles hovered ten meters above Fakong's head, blowing out a whirring wind, which was more effective than a fan.

"...I want to go to Shenjing again." Lin Feiyang stared at them eagerly and said.

"Um."

"Don't ask me what to do?" Lin Feiyang looked at him.

"You are concerned about King Xin's safety...it has almost become your obsession, why bother."

Because he had assassinated King Xin, he had an extra layer of bonds.

Lin Feiyang was particularly concerned about King Xin's ups and downs and safety, and wished he could go to Shenjing every day to inquire about the news.

"Hehe..." Lin Feiyang scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'll be right back."

"Go, be careful, there is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Shenjing."

"I understand." Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

He soon appeared again in a flash.

"Monk, the guys below are muttering that they have no intention of leaving. Do you want to clean them up?"

"Ignore it."

"Then I'm going."

Fa Kong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash, completely gone this time.

——

Outside the Jingang Temple, two young men in purple robes slowly stopped in front of the mountain gate. They were Zhao Jiping and Fan Chenguang.

The two of them stood under an ancient tree with a crown like a giant umbrella, and took a deep breath.

The green air of the ancient trees mixed with the sandalwood from the temple is refreshing, and your heart suddenly becomes peaceful and peaceful.

The years suddenly became slower, and my mood became calmer, no longer so impetuous and anxious.

Things around me suddenly became a lot lighter, my heart for gains and losses was inexplicably weakened, and I didn't care about everything so much.

When the two young monks saw the two men appearing, they bowed together, asked for their identities, and then went into the temple to report.

Monk Yuan Xin and eight middle-aged monks filed out, went down the steps, and came to Zhao Jiping and Fan Chenguang.

"Two benefactors, I don't know why you came to our temple. The poor monk Yuan Xin is a well-known guest in the temple."

"Master Yuan Xin, we are under the command of the Shenwu Mansion. Under the order of the master of the palace, we have come to retrieve the six prisoners of Diaoyue Dao. This is an official document from the mansion."

Zhao Jiping took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Monk Yuan Xin with both hands.

Monk Yuan Xin tithes, respectfully takes it and unfolds it slowly.

He studied it carefully, not missing every word, and his eyes finally landed on the final words and stopped motionless.

He looked up at the two of them.

The two looked calm and indifferent.

I can be arrogant, indifferent and unattainable in front of Cantian Dao, but I can't do that in front of Vajra Temple.

The three major sects are not the Six Paths of Demon Sect.

Maybe among the people, people think that the Demon Sect is similar to the three major sects, and even the Demon Sect is now stronger.

But in the imperial court, the Demon Sect was far from being comparable to the three major sects.

Taizu's imperial gift, if you have the iron certificate in your hand, you will have an indestructible golden body.

The Demon Sect is just a large number of people, and it is used by the imperial court to create pressure on the three major sects.
To be continued...