Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong had observed the two children through his mind.

A little boy and a little girl, only five or six years old, delicate and beautiful, with eyes shining, and the light on their bodies was very pure and strong.

The qualifications of these two children are rare in the world, comparable to Fanning.

They stared at Fakong in a daze.

Fakong clasped his hands together: "I am Fakong."

The two children just stared at him with wide eyes, without saying a word.

Fakong made a seal with his hands and a heart-clearing spell fell.

The two people's confused eyes gradually became clear, and they suddenly cried "wow", starting to call their mother and father.

They couldn't accept the fact that their parents were dead, and wanted to call their parents by crying loudly.

The more they cried, the louder they cried, and the more they cried.

Fakong looked at them calmly, knowing that they needed to cry loudly to vent after encountering a big change and going through all this.

He could also understand the helplessness of the two children.

Lin Feiyang scratched his head.

He was helpless and didn't know what to do.

If you persuade them, they are too young to listen to you. If you don't persuade them, it's not surprising to see them crying so loudly.

He looked at Fakong and saw that Fakong was looking at them calmly without saying anything, so he had to follow his example and shut up.

The two children cried for a while, and their voices gradually weakened. They fell asleep together unconsciously.

"Ah--!" Lin Feiyang said with a look of reluctance: "It's really a sin. It's really easy for those guys to be killed with one palm!"

"Go and bring their parents here." Fakong said.

"This..." Lin Feiyang said: "Otherwise, forget it. Don't let them see it. It's too cruel."

Fakong sighed: "Parents and children must part eventually. If they don't see each other now, they will never see each other again in the future."

"Ah..." Lin Feiyang sighed with reluctance and floated away.

Soon he brought two middle-aged people, a man and a woman.

The heart was stabbed and killed with one knife. The face was blue, and the eyes that were originally open with anger had been closed by Lin Feiyang.

"Poor..." Lin Feiyang looked at the two children with reluctance.

Fakong cast another heart-clearing spell.

The two children woke up slowly, saw their parents, and rushed over.

He lay on them and shook them to wake them up, calling them to get up and talk to him, and not to sleep anymore.

Lin Feiyang's eyes were red.

Fakong made a seal with his left hand, raised his right palm, and released a soft white light that enveloped the two men and women, and then a ball of white light floated up.

Seeing the white light, the two children shook harder, but the two balls of white light twisted and turned into two little people.

"Dad--!"

"Mom--!"

The two children were overjoyed and rushed over, but they were empty.

The two light people looked at the two children with pity, smiled and nodded, and then clasped their hands together to pay tribute to Fakong, and then turned into two white lights and soared into the sky.

"Dad--!"

"Mom--!"

The two children cried and raised their heads and shouted desperately, not wanting them to leave.

Lin Feiyang's tears were already flowing.

Fakong closed his eyes and entered the memories of the two people. He knew their identities and the names of the two children.

Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu.

The wealthy merchants on the southern coast, dressed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food, were young masters and young ladies, and were always served by servants.

However, their mother was a scholar who fell into decline due to a crime. She taught them very strictly, and they were born with intelligence and were far better than ordinary people in literacy.

Fakong glanced at Lin Feiyang: "Bury them, I'll go and see over there."

Lin Feiyang nodded with tears.

Fakong walked away slowly.

Children who lost their parents are pitiful, but compared to parents who lost their children, they are far worse.

Children have strong adaptability and they have no concept of death.

They are in pain now, but they can smile after ten days, and they can no longer remember the pain now after a month.

Just like himself, he can't remember what his parents look like.

It was a blessing in disguise that they could meet him. How many children would fall into a more miserable situation after losing their parents?

He thought about these things calmly.

In Lin Feiyang's eyes, that was a heart as hard as a stone.

Slowly they came to the woods, and six men in white fell to the ground, their brains and blood mixed together and flowed out.

Fakong made a seal with his left hand, raised his right palm, and shone the Great Light Mantra on the middle-aged man in the head. When the middle-aged man's soul gathered, he immediately stopped the Great Light Mantra.

Then he saw the memory of the middle-aged man Ma Jixian.

His face gradually darkened.

Ma Jixian was the head of the Zhaixing Tower.

The so-called Zhaixing Tower was an extremely strict organization that abducted and sold children.

They had the ability to detect children with top qualifications, and then turned them into orphans by robbing and killing them.

Then they sent these orphans out of Daqian, or into Dayong or Dayun, and they didn't know what they did specifically.

Zhaixing Tower acted secretly, cautiously, and had a clear division of labor.

In this world, orphans are not uncommon, and it is also common to have a few children.

The Pegasus Hall is responsible for the operation, the White Bear Hall is responsible for the sale, the Sky Eagle Hall is responsible for the transportation, and the Toad Hall is responsible for the collection of money. The four halls are not subordinate to each other, act independently, and do not know each other.

As the head of the Pegasus Hall, Ma Jixian certainly knows the existence of the four halls, but the people below the head do not know.

His men only think that they can get a good price by catching children and spend them well, and they don’t know or care about anything else.

Ma Jixian robbed and killed more than 200 children and rose to become the head of the Pegasus Hall.

Fakong opened his eyes and rubbed his brows.

He was now somewhat reluctant to cast the Great Light Mantra.

At first, he was very curious about other people's lives and the world. He felt very happy when he got a memory and would chew it carefully and analyze it carefully.

Even if it was the memory of those evil people, he would endure the discomfort and slowly read it to absorb the beneficial nutrients.

But as the memory increased, he gradually became bored. Some lives were too dark and tragic, which seriously affected his mood.

Like Ma Jixian's life, after he got out of it, he actually felt nauseous and extremely uncomfortable.

The Thunder God Sword appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword gently lifted it. Ma Jixian's deerskin bag was cut open, revealing an account book and a wooden sign.

The account book was thin with only a few pages, which were his gains from trading.

The wooden sign was carved from red sandalwood, with a flying horse engraved on it, and three silver stars on each of the four horse hooves, which were unique gems and sparkled.

It was his identity wooden sign.

Everyone in the Zhaixing Hall was covered with a mask, and they only recognized the nameplates, not the people.

Ma Jixian didn't recognize the masters of the other three halls, and he didn't even recognize the disciples of the other three halls.

Thanks to this rigor, Zhaixing Tower had never had any problems.

The account book and the wooden sign flew into his sleeves, followed by his long sword, which flew into his sleeves and disappeared.

He glanced at the remaining five people and turned away.

These people should not be buried in peace, but should be exposed in the wilderness.

——

"What! Monk, I will take them back by myself, you have something else to do——!?"

"Yes."

"What is it? Do you want to get rid of me and do it alone?"

"Get rid of Zhaixing Tower." Fakong threw the wooden sign to him.

He didn't like to meddle in other people's business, and he would avoid it if he could. After all, his martial arts were not the best in the world, so there was no need to cause trouble for himself.

But this time, he couldn't avoid it.

Once he avoided it, his thoughts could not be clear, and it would hinder his cultivation.

It was natural to get rid of these people.

It would be fine if he didn't know, but even if he knew, he could still stand by and watch. No matter how hard his heart was, he couldn't do that.

Lin Feiyang took the wooden sign and looked at it over and over again, and finally shook his head. He had never seen this thing.

"This gem is good, I've never seen it before." Lin Feiyang looked at the twelve gems.

It was like twelve mercury beads, crystal clear, but also flashing silver light.

"Okay, let's not go for now."

"Monk." Lin Feiyang said hurriedly: "I think we should wait, send them back to the Vajra Temple, and then we will go together. Can you do it without me?"

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang said: "Is this Zhaixing Tower strong?"

"We'll know after a try."

"Monk, I think there is something wrong with your idea."

"Hmm?" Fakong smiled even more.

I didn't expect Lin Feiyang to say this.

Lin Feiyang said seriously: "To deal with one, two, or even three or four masters, we should do it ourselves. To deal with a sect, of course we have to use the sect, such as the Great Snow Mountain Sect or the Vajra Temple. It would be better to let them come. Why fight alone?"

"That makes sense." Fakong nodded.

It was rare that Lin Feiyang's IQ jumped up and he came up with a reliable idea.

"Then let's go back first." Lin Feiyang smiled proudly.

My idea is the safest.

Fakong shook his head.

Lin Feiyang's smile froze: "Doesn't it make sense?"

"It makes sense, but it's a pity that things are too urgent and can't be delayed." Fakong looked up at the sky and said lightly: "I may get to the Medicine Valley faster than you, so let's just leave it at that."

After he said that, he glanced at the listless Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu.

The two were in a daze, not interested in everything around them, ignoring everything, and only immersed in their own sadness.

Fakong disappeared in a flash.

"Alas!" Lin Feiyang sighed.

He knew that it was useless to say more.

He looked at the two children, a smile on his face, and approached them: "Let's go, riding a big horse, how about it?"

He stretched out his hand, Zhou Yang sat on his left shoulder, Zhou Yu sat on his right shoulder, and he used his light skills to slowly speed up.

The two of them didn't care at first, ignored him, and sat with their heads down, but after a while they felt excited and their eyes lit up with excitement.

They stared at the front with their eyes wide open, and later they even screamed in fear because they were going too fast and almost hit a rock or a big tree.

Lin Feiyang also cheered, getting more and more thrilling, sometimes going into the woods, sometimes crossing the mountains, and sometimes crossing the river.

The two soon screamed or laughed.

Emotionally excited, ups and downs, soon put aside the sadness, and only called for mom at night.

Lin Feiyang tried his best to amuse them, and returned to the Medicine Valley five days later.

He saw the Medicine Valley, breathed a sigh of relief, put down the two little men wrapped like white dumplings, and untied his mink coat.

The valley was warm like spring, so there was no need to wear so many clothes, or you would sweat.

When he walked further in, he found the figures of Fakong and Faning.

Fakong was wearing a gray monk's robe, which fluttered gently, and looked at the three of them gently.

Faning looked at Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu curiously.

"Monk, you actually came back. Did you solve the Zhaixing Tower?"

"Well, almost." Fakong nodded: "The rest has been handed over to Brother Xu."

He only killed four hall masters and the tower owner, and the rest needed to be cleared out one by one by the Holy Church of Light.