It has been raining for many days. From a distance, Luotian Mountain is submerged in a hazy rain fog. In addition to the mystery, there is still a trace of sorrow floating.

At the foot of the mountain, west of Luotian Town, inside a small temple.

Master Dakini was standing in the hall, looking at the dense drizzle in front of him, frowned and thoughtful. The drizzle seemed to wove a huge net between heaven and earth, which occupied all things in the world and himself.

Although Jingchenzi had already made it clear when he came back that day, and he knew Feng Shuzhu's intention to enter the mountain, a few days later, not only did Feng Shuzhu have no news, but his junior brother Kongming went back to the temple to ask for his appointment, but there was no news. In recent days, the number of demons who came down to patrol the mountain on Luotian Mountain has been increasing. He often had to avoid several searches a day. It was a dilemma, as if he was really trapped in the Internet.

"Why is Master Dakini so melancholy?"

With a cheerful voice coming, Feng Shuzhu flashed into the hall with a fresh atmosphere of wind and rain.

Kong Xing's eyes lit up, and his sorrow was swept away. With a hint of excitement, he stepped forward and said, "Young Master Feng, I have really made me wait for a long time."

Feng Shuzhu smiled heartily and said, "The Double-faced Buddhist Temple is indeed a bit complicated, so it took some time to delay." Then he told all the news found in the temple.

Master Knight Xing heard the face, with some joy or sorrow on his face, and finally waited until Feng Shuzhu finished speaking and said, "It seems that the two-faced Buddha, the iron-headed Arhat, and the shepherd god envoy Yan Shoutian were headed. Among them, the two-faced Buddha and the iron-headed Arhat Master came out of the same school, and there was a rift between him and Yan Shoutian."

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said, "It's true. At the moment, it should be mutual use. Yan Shoutian wanted to use the Double-faced Buddhist Temple to send a signal to the former subordinates of the Demon Sect. The purpose is to summon the major demons who have been hiding for many years. However, the Double-faced Buddha wanted to use Yan Shoutian to find the whereabouts of the Shadow Confuses in order to win a place in the Demonic Way."

Master Dakini pondered for a long time and said, "But no matter which side, it is not good for the right path, and it must be solved as soon as possible." After that, he looked at Feng Shuzhu.

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said, "The mage's intention is to coincide with Feng, but there are many demons on the mountain, so I'm afraid that a large number of sword immortals in Kongjue Temple will be needed to support him."

Master Dakini sighed and said, "But Junior Brother Kongming has been away for many days, and there is no news yet."

Feng Shuzhu paused and said, "It took too long to delay, I'm afraid that more and more people will be made into slaves. Feng really can't bear to see this poison."

When Master Dakini heard this, he frowned and couldn't speak for a long time. He said again after a long time: "Why can Young Master Feng come and go freely in that red light?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly and said, "According to Feng's observation, the Tianluo Mirror is the principle of matching the twelve heavenly stems and the innate Bagua directions. When it comes to Li, it is the gate of life."

Knight Xingqi said: "In this way, as long as you count the jutsuki Sect, isn't this Tianluo Mirror a useless person?"

Feng Shuzhu shook his head and said, "This life gate is not unchanging. When you meet Zi, you will open it to deal with the Li position. However, if it is opened at other times, it will be a lot of changes."

Kwangxing seemed to understand but did not ask in detail, but he said suspiciously: "Does the female sword immortal who injured the iron-headed arhat according to Feng Shaoxia's opinion also understand the mystery?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly and said, "There is no way to know about this, but Feng thought that he could have another way to get in and out."

The Knightsweeping said: "What method?"

Feng Shuzhu laughed and said, "It seems that Master Dakini really recited too much Buddhist scriptures, and it is so dull. The method is very simple. Just follow the demons down the mountain in and out."

Kong Xing suddenly realized and slapped his head and said, "This is the reason why you entered the mountain that day. I have been worried for many days, but I am still worried that you will be trapped in the mountain."

After saying that, the two of them laughed at the same time. At this moment, they heard a "whisper" sound outside the hall breaking through the air, and they looked out at the same time.

When he saw a young monk wearing a gray monk's robe, he came into the hall through the rain curtain, and clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I don't know what the senior brother and this donor are so happy."

Kongxing looked up and was overjoyed and said with a little excitement: "Junior Brother Kongming, you are finally back. What is the decree of Master? Why do you see only you?"

Kongming asked questions in a series of questions, but did not answer. Instead, he turned around and closed his hands beside Kongxing and said, "I guess this is Young Master Feng Shuzhu, the little monk Kongming."

Feng Shuzhu returned the gift and said, "Master Kongming is so polite." He said, "As for Master Kongxing's doubts, Feng also wants to know."

Upon hearing this, Kong Ming turned around and looked at Kongxing and slowly said, "Master has made a conclusion that the magic weapon covering Luotian Mountain is the Seven Evil Tianluo Mirror. This magic weapon is owned by Yan Shoutian, the old demon Taoist shepherd god envoy from the past. It is powerful and has ordered me to lead my junior brother down the mountain to eliminate these demons entrenched in Luotian Mountain as soon as possible."

Master Khashang was overjoyed when he heard this, but he said in confusion: "How can you see only you with such a decree?"

Kong Ming smiled and said, "Senior Brother is anxious to get rid of demons. Junior Brother is coming back in advance to inform him. After a few days of travel, all the senior brothers should be here in three days."

Feng Shuzhu looked at Kongming, pondered for a moment, and said, "But I don't know how many senior brothers have sent down the mountain?"

Kongming clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Master has sent fifty brothers and brothers, which can be said to be half of the power of Kongjue Temple." As he said that, he took out a letter from his arms and said, "Young Master, there is a letter from Master here, please check it out."

Feng Shuzhu took it, opened the viewing reading, nodded continuously, and after reading it, he handed the letter to the Biaoshu, saying, "In my letter, I mentioned that because of the involvement of the shadow of the Demon Sect, Guiyun Guanye has agreed to fight hand in hand, and it is expected that he will send his disciples to help in a few days."

After reading the letter in a dagger, he closed his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and said, "If you can get the help of Feng Shaoxia and Gui Yunguan at the same time, the affairs here can be resolved as soon as possible."

Feng Shuzhu suddenly remembered Jingchenzi and said, "Why didn't you see Taoist Master Jingchenzi today?"

Kongxing smiled and said, "Master Jingchenzi has always been very anxious. Since he came back from the mountain that day, he has only stayed here for two days. He did not see any news about Feng Shaoxia, so he said that he had returned to Guiyunguan, Tiantai Mountain, and went to report his life."

Feng Shuzhu said: "There is no reason why Master Jingchenzi is anxious. If the matter of Luotian Mountain is delayed, Feng is worried about two things. First, once the double-faced Buddhist temple is completed, all the craftsmen in the temple will be spared; second, it will be difficult to protect other demon forces from coming to seek power and encourage the demons to be arrogant."

Kongxing pondered for a moment, frowned slightly and said, "That is based on the intention of Young Master Feng..."

Feng Shuzhu looked at Kong Xing, then turned to Kong Ming, and said, "If you act according to the will of the master, you have to act in advance. It is better to wait for the teachers to arrive in three days and act immediately."

The dumbstruck thought for a moment and said, "Would the Young Master Feng stay here or go back to the mountain?"

Feng Shuzhu turned around, looked at the mist and rain outside, and sighed: "Feng still wants to go back to the Double-faced Buddhist Temple to prevent the demons from harming the craftsmen in advance."

The Divine Walk recited the Buddha's name and said, "Young Master Feng is a hero and kind heart, and takes the people of the world as the priority. He ignores his own safety. I am embarrassed and feel ashamed of the Buddhist disciple."

Feng Shuzhu smiled heartily and said, "Master Khaka is so serious. Feng understands the Master's mood, but there are many Buddhist rules and precepts. Master Khakaka is also the first disciple of Kongjue Temple. He has to consider many things. This is far less than Feng's free body. He is free and can handle things flexibly as he encounters."

Kongxing smiled knowingly when he heard this and said, "Young Master Feng is meticulous in his mind, and is stingy in his mind. I am very respectful to me."

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly and said, "The Master of Knightshang is so bad that he is so ashamed." As he said, he looked outside the hall and said, "It's getting late, Tianluo Jingsheng's Sect is about to be closed. The two masters will part. If there is an emergency, Feng will come to report in advance."

After saying that, Kongming said goodbye to each other and disappeared into the rain and fog.

Looking at the drizzle densely woven outside the hall, Kong Ming's face seemed confused and said, "Senior Brother, this young master Feng has no sect and no sect and is single. Why does Master attach so much importance to it?"

Kongxing also looked at the mist and rain outside the hall and sighed: "The war in the Three Realms that the Demon Sect ignited by the Shadow Confuses back then was a tragic victory. Nowadays, as well as the Master of the Dao, it is difficult to find someone who is so resourceful. Besides, Feng Shaoxia interacts with many sects in the Three Realms, and his influence cannot be ignored."

Kong Ming nodded slightly, as if he understood the mystery, but still asked: "Why don't you create your own sect when Feng Shaoxia is so outstanding?"

Kongxing smiled happily, turned to look at his junior brother and said, "Wouldn't it be better to be unrestrained?"

Kong Ming was stunned when he heard this, and looked at his senior brother Kongxing for a while, not knowing what to say.

Kong Xing's expression moved slightly, he nodded slightly, and said softly: "Junior brother, you have extraordinary qualifications. You will definitely be able to show your skills in the three realms in the future. You must not let down Master's teachings."

Upon hearing this, Kongming blinked his eyes, chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said respectfully: "Senior brother has extraordinary experience. I am just starting out. I hope my senior brother will give more guidance in the future."

Kongxing turned around and looked at Kongming, nodded slightly, and said, "Senior Brother will definitely speak out. The power of Kongjue Temple is weak and sunny. All our fellow disciples should share the worries for the master."

Upon hearing this, Kongming's face moved slightly and he said respectfully: "Yes, senior brother."

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Luotian Mountain, double-faced Buddhist temple, and firewood hall in the backyard of Fuhu Palace.

I saw Yi Dingjia closing his eyes, kneeling in front of the window, muttering something, constantly shaking the sticker in his hand, and making a "slam" sound. After a while, a bamboo stick was thrown out and landing on the ground with a "bang".

Yi Dingjia stepped forward to pick up the bamboo stick, held it tightly in his hand, and whispered: "Bless the ancestor, bless the ancestor, it's the sixth time. Please bless the disciples to sign up for a sign up this time and guide the disciples to get the treasure as soon as possible." After muttering, he closed his eyes and prayed silently, then looked nervously at the bamboo stick, turned his eyes, and said with disappointment: "Why is it another sign up? It seems that everything is not appropriate today, so let's bear it for a few more days." After saying that, he sighed and put the bamboo stick back into the signboard.

Seeing this, Feng Shuzhu, who was standing outside the window, smiled slightly, couldn't help but shake her head, and turned around to look at the sky. At this time, it was already raining, the sky was clear, and the clouds broke through, and the air was filled with a fresh smell after the rain, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Feng Shuzhu stood quietly for a while before turning around and walking back to the woodshed where he lived.

Yi Dingjia heard the sound of the door opening next door, rolled his eyes and thought for a while, nodded with his lips tense, walked out of the door quickly, came to the next door, raised his hand and hit the door twice, and heard that there was no response inside, so he coughed dryly and said, "Young Master Feng is here? Please come out and talk, I have something to discuss with you."

Feng Shuzhu smiled slightly when she heard this, reached out and pushed open the door, walked outside the house, and said, "Senior, what's the point of doing?"

Yi Dingjia turned his eyes mysteriously, looked back, and saw that there was no one outsider, so he handed over a wrinkled note and said with a smile: "I have a mortal body with my naked eyes, but I don't know the true body of my son. You and I have been trapped here for many days. I hope the son can give me some advice."

Feng Shuzhu opened the note and saw that it was the "eight characters" he wrote that day, so he said calmly: "Senior is afraid that he will admit his mistake. What kind of immortal is there? There is no way to tell me."

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he blinked his eyes twice, frowned, and said pitifully: "I accidentally entered the Rebirth Hall that day and almost died. Thanks to the young master's casting spells and rescue, please bow to me." As he said that, he spread his hands and was about to kneel down.

Feng Shuzhu hurriedly reached out and supported him and said, "Seniors have all the true teachings of Yixue and have mastered the secrets of heaven. I admire him too much, so how can I receive this great gift? Besides, I really don't know what the predecessors said about saving each other. I want to come and see the ancestors of your sect show their powers at a certain time."

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he stood up straight and pondered for a moment. He felt that what Feng Shuzhu said was not unreasonable, but he still looked at the note in Feng Shuzhu's hand with confusion.

Feng Shuzhu realized that the other party was puzzled and chuckled, "This note is just a kind reminder. Because before entering the mountain that day, he heard that his seniors were actually coming for wealth, and he thought that there was danger here, so he should be cautious and not be able to speak out in a blunt way, so he just made a bad decision."

Yi Dingjia knew it clearly when he heard this. The scholar in front of him seemed unwilling to reveal his identity, so he stopped asking in depth, but bowed and said, "As for saying so, I still have to thank the young master for his kind reminder."

Feng Shuzhu was about to return the gift, but someone shouted loudly: "What are you chatting again? Come with the Buddha quickly."

The two of them looked in search of the voice and saw that it was a short monk in red. They stood at the gate of the yard with an unhappy look on their faces and shouted loudly. When they came beside them, they had strange eyes and said contemptuously: "Do you know what's going on when you take you to see the second leader this time?"

Yi Dingjia smiled in a cater to the scene: "I think it's the second in command who wants to make a portrait."

The short monk in red gave him a blank look and said, "I didn't expect that you are still smart." As he said that, he turned his eyes to Feng Shuzhu and said, "The portrait you made for the Buddha a few days ago, the second leader was quite satisfied with it. Are you sure to draw better this time?"

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said, "The young student must do his best to get the satisfaction of the second in command."

The short monk in red snorted and said, "You two must remember that this matter is only successful but not failure!" As he said that, he glanced at the two of them fiercely, and said, "What's more, you two are recommended by me. If you lose the Buddha's face this time, don't blame the Buddha for being ruthless and ruthless. You and you two will reach the Pure Land soon."

The two of them hurriedly nodded and said yes. Seeing this, the short monk in red nodded and said with a satisfied look: "Stop talking, follow me quickly."

The two followed closely behind and walked through the Fuhu Palace and headed towards the front yard. Along the way, they saw several craftsmen working hard, and the number of monks supervising the work increased slightly. They were all fierce and evil, holding long whips, and they did not allow the craftsmen to slack off at all.

"If the construction is carried out at such a speed, it is probably within a few days that the double-faced Buddhist temple will be completed, and the craftsmen will be poisoned by tragically." Thinking of this, Feng Shuzhu couldn't help but frown slightly, and a trace of worry swept into his heart. The sounds of knocking and making that came from his ears seemed to be a death-hunting sound, lingering around.

Before he knew it, he had arrived in front of the studio. The short monk in red stopped, looked into the hall, and then turned around and whispered to the two: "Let's wait here for now, wait for me to report." After that, he walked in gently, and then came out again after a while, and waved his hand and said, "Come in with me, the second chief is inside." When the two walked to the side, they hurriedly reminded, "Remember to talk less and just follow the instructions." As he said that, he looked at the two of them with a serious look. Seeing that they nodded and said yes, he shook his head with confidence, nodded his mouth, and signaled to follow him.

The three of them walked into the hall, but saw a tall monk lying on the chair facing the emperor, a tall man with eyebrows, a beard and a thick body lying on the face of the emperor. He was slightly closed at this time, and two young women were rubbing their backs and shoulders behind him.

The three of them stood close to the palace gate. Seeing that the Iron-headed Arhat had not opened their eyes, the short monk in red looked back at Feng Shuzhu and Yi Dingjia, signaling them to stop the sound, then smiled on their faces, walked up lightly, came to the Iron-headed Arhat, and whispered a few words in their ears.

The iron-headed arhat heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes for a while. Then he reached out and yelled, raised his hand to signal the two young women behind him to stop, and slowly stood up, walked over in a tiger step, looked at the two of them for a while, looked at Yi Dingjia, but said to Feng Shuzhu: "Are you two people the ones who painted?"

The two of them did not dare to speak, but just nodded to the point of agreement. Yi Dingjia was so scared that sweat beads oozing out of his forehead. The other party's strong sense of oppression made him feel a little difficult to breathe, fearing that he would make any minor movement wrong.

Seeing this, the iron-headed arhat showed a complacent expression on his face, as if he was satisfied with his shock. Then he said rudely: "How long does it take to make a portrait? I don't have much time to spend with you."

When the short monk in red heard this, he hurried over and continued, "The second in command doesn't know anything. This scholar's paintings are very strange. He can only draw them when he meets people."

The iron-headed arhat seemed very interested when he heard this. He turned his head and looked at Feng Shuzhu with his eyes, and said strangely: "Are you serious about this?"
To be continued...