Chapter 735: The Status of a Master of Karma

Lu Zhou looked up at the little novice, and said succinctly:

"Inform your abbot, the old man has something about Fakong, and discuss with him."

That little novice didn't know the name of Master Fakong. This is the master of nine leaves industry fire in his Xueyang Temple. His face changed slightly, and he said, "Please wait a moment, all benefactors."

The little novice flew all the way back to Xueyang Temple.

After passing through several Buddhist gardens, I came to the Buddhist garden where the abbot is located, and stood outside the door and said, "Abbot, there is an old donor at the foot of the mountain asking for advice, saying that he is looking for you to talk about Master Fakong."

The room was silent for a while before a voice came out:

"Fa Kong has passed away, why bother and tell the donor that he is gone."

"Yes."

The little novice returned to the foot of the mountain.

Repeat the abbot's order to Luzhou.

Hearing this, Xiaoyuan'er was about to get angry when Lu Zhou raised his hand to stop it and said indifferently, "The old man, I have to go up the mountain in person."

He ignored the attitude of the little novice and flew upwards.

"Little monk... You are really ignorant. No one in this world dares to reject my master." Xiao Yuan'er said with a smile.

"Donor! Donors, please stop!"

However, how could he be stopped by his low cultivation.

Lu Zhou took the lead with one hand behind him and flew straight to the gate of Xueyang Temple.

In front of the mountain gate, there are hundreds of stick monks shouting and practicing, but no one is flying.

When a stranger appeared, the stick monks quickly gathered.

"Amitabha, old benefactor... have you gone to the wrong place?" said an older stick monk, holding a stick in one hand and a palm in the other.

Lu Zhou ignored it and continued to move forward.

When the stick monks saw that the old donor was not good, they raised their sticks and beat them.

Luzhou's phantom flashed by...

through the stick monks,

Hundreds of stick monks flew in the air to both sides and fell to the ground.

The monks were horrified... such a profound cultivation.

"Where is the abbot of Xueyang Temple?" Lu Zhou's voice was like a flood, and with the extraordinary power of the Book of Heaven, it was not so harsh, but it was extremely clear. Hall, and then to the reception hall, to the Tibetan scriptures pavilion, the Buddhist garden dojo, the Qiyun pagoda...

Within a few kilometers of Xueyang Mountain, birds were startled and beasts fled.

The abbot Fahua, who was knocking on the wooden fish, opened his eyes, blew open the door of the room, and flew out with his legs crossed.

How can someone who can produce such sound skills be weak?

The monks flew out from the Daxiong Hall, and the first three, the Twelve King Kong, also flew across the ravine from the dojo of the second mountain peak and flew in the air.

At a very fast speed, I came to the vicinity of the archway, in front of the mountain gate.

This time, all the core disciples and monks of Xueyang Mountain came here...there are thousands of monks.

The monks were suspended in the air.

"Abbot."

The monks bowed.

In the direction of the Hall of Heavenly Kings, the abbot Fahua slowly floated over and landed on the ground. As soon as he landed, everyone else fell to the ground, daring not to suspend again.

Fahua is dressed in simple monk clothes, but between his eyebrows, there is a temperament that others do not have.

When he looked at Lu Zhou and the two little girls in front of him, with unfamiliar faces he didn't recognize at all, he raised his palms and said:

"Amitabha, the old donor visited Xueyang Temple, what's your purpose?"

Lu Zhou nodded.

The boss of Xueyang Temple came out, and things were much easier to handle, so there was no need to waste time on these little scumbags.

"Are you the abbot of Xueyang Temple?"

"Lao Na is the abbot of Xueyang Temple, Fahua." Fahua said.

"The old man has something to ask you."

Fahua shook his head and said, "Old donor... Lao Na doesn't know you. If you come to worship Buddha, Lao Na welcomes you. If you come to seek revenge, please forgive Lao Na for not being able to accompany you."

Twelve King Kong stood up.

All in red cassocks, with rosary beads on their hands.

When the twelve stood up, the rosary on their bodies lit up, glowing with red brilliance...

Lu Zhou's eyes swept away.

In the old and deep eyes, there seems to be a vortex:

Because of the knowledge of speech, sound, and wisdom, I understand that in the world as many as the mote of dust in the sea of ​​​​unspeakable, all sentient beings can understand each and every kind of speech.

This is the magical power of the voice of all living beings--

"The old man is in a good mood today, and I don't want to start killing. If you want to see the Buddha in advance, the old man doesn't mind changing your mood."

Finished in one sentence.

Twelve King Kong only felt dizzy, staggered back a few steps, and his blood was surging.

All the other monks retreated.

Only the abbot Fahua burst into flames... Karma calmly cancels out the sound power.

Lu Zhou didn't look at the others, and only set his eyes on Fahua... I didn't expect that the strength of Xueyang Temple was so strong that there were two masters of karma.

The voices and sounds of all beings have been changed into a trickle, without the power of an explosion, but there is a fear of infiltrating people.

Abbot Fahua frowned, this is an expert who is not weaker than himself!

As soon as Fakong died, he wanted to wipe out the main sect of Xueyang Temple, so he dispatched a hidden master?

The three chiefs stood up.

Fahua said solemnly, "Retreat."

"Abbot!"

"Retreat!" Fa Hua raised his voice.

"Yes." The three chiefs retreated angrily.

Fahua looked at Luzhou, raised his palms and bowed: "Amitabha, the visitor is a guest, please."

The monks made way.

Fahua turned sideways and invited Lu Zhou to the Daxiong Hall.

The other monks were angry, but they were helpless.

Lu Zhou put his hands behind his sleeves, crossed the archway, and entered the gate of Xueyang Temple. When he stepped on the steps, he stopped and said, "The old man has a piece of advice."

"Old benefactor, please speak."

"It's better not to ask others to fake hands. Even if Fa Kong is alive, this old man will not take it seriously." After Lu Zhou gave his advice, he added, "Don't say that this old man didn't warn you."

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

I don't even care about Fa Kong... So who could this person be?

Fahua glanced at Lu Zhou again, and there was no such person in his memory. Nine Ye who mastered the fire of karma, there were not ten people in Datang, and each of them could call out a resounding name. Who is this person?

Xueyang Temple has lost a karmic fire, and can no longer establish a strong enemy.

"Please." Fahua was very calm.

Everyone entered the Daxiong Hall.

All the other monks were waiting outside.

The three heads and the twelve diamonds entered the temple together.

Little Yuan'er and Conch on the left and the right, followed by the master.

As soon as he was seated, Fahua said, "Dare to ask what the old donor is called?"

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "It doesn't matter who the old man is... The old man visited Xueyang Temple and just wanted to ask a few questions in person."

Fahua nodded: "Old donor, may I ask."

"Who ordered Fa Kong to sneak attack on this old man?" Lu Zhou's voice was gentle and calm.

"..."

The three heads looked at each other...

Xueyang Temple was originally the first of the four, and its status was second only to the abbot. Although Fakong was one of the four first, its status in Xueyang Temple was equal to that of the abbot. Sometimes, the abbot even gave three points in order to take care of the overall situation. Fa Kong does things, and has always been alone, and other people don't know about it.

but……

Fa Hua frowned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After all, he is the head of a temple, and he is calm in the event of trouble, and he does not point out the origin of Luzhou, so he said:

"Fa Kong has always acted unruly... Although he is the head of the precepts hall, he often does not follow the rules of the temple..."

Speaking of this, Fa Kong's tone suddenly changed, and he asked, "Fa Kong sneaked up on the old benefactor?"

This old monk is quick-witted and has a good response.

Trying to divert the problem suddenly and find out more information about Luzhou.

How could Lu Zhou be unaware of this kind of trick, but instead speak bluntly: "Fakong attacked the old man, and the old man came to seek revenge... Do you think it is reasonable?"

The monks took a deep breath and focused on Lu Zhou.

Fahua laughed.

His voice was relaxed and he didn't seem to be worried at all. Fakong's death also seemed to be very common. Fakong said, "After all, Lao Na is the head of a temple and one of the few karmic fire controllers in Datang. Qiu, you have already started, why wait until now. There is only a lose-lose between karma and fire."

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