Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Thank you, Master!" The beautiful middle-aged woman tithes her.

Weng Jingyuan looked complicated.

Fakong smiled and said: "I also want to ask for something from Sir Weng, so there is no need to thank you. Sir Weng, let's start now."

Weng Jingyuan looked at the old lady.

I found that she was still in good spirits and showed no sign of returning to her former glory, so I just wanted to stay here for a while to see what changes had occurred in the old lady.

Xu Enzhi smiled and said: "Master, what do you want to teach me?"

Weng Jingyuan waved his hand impatiently.

Xu Enzhi said with a smile: "I can't learn, but my teacher still has some tricks up his sleeve."

"You are too impatient to learn this!" Weng Jingyuan snorted: "If you want to learn, give it another thirty years."

He got up and took Fa Kong through the moon gate to the side courtyard, then went north through a moon gate and came to a courtyard.

A piece of green bamboo was gently swaying under the wall in the courtyard, making a slight rustling sound.

This courtyard is extremely quiet.

Weng Jingyuan pushed open the door of the main hall. Inside were several rows of museum shelves filled with various books and some strange things.

There are tiles, stones, animal teeth, stone tablets, copper sheets, gold slips, and bronze medals.

Weng Jingyuan passed between the museum shelves, came to the red sandalwood bookcase, and flipped through the bookshelf behind the bookcase.

One wall is lined with museum shelves, which are filled with layers of books, including ancient books and unique copies.

He finally took out a book, but it was a yellowed silk book. He flipped through it and handed it to Fakong: "I compiled this many years ago and have been looking for someone to pass it on. It's a pity..."

Fakong took it.

Weng Jingyuan continued: "This prayer is too mysterious, with just over 300 words. For us scholars, we should be able to remember it overnight. It's a pity..."

He shook his head: "I can't remember any of them. It took me a lot of energy to remember them just now. I forget them as soon as I remember them. I have to work hard to remember them."

Fa Kong nodded, opened the first page, and immediately frowned.

Invisible forces are resisting memory. What I see with my eyes is nothing in my mind.

He raised his head and glanced at Weng Jingyuan: "Can't you remember?"

"It's really wonderful." Fakong said.

Weng Jingyuan smiled proudly and said: "These are prayers. It is said that each prayer contains mysterious power, which can connect the heaven and the earth and command all the powers of the heaven and the earth!"

He immediately faded his smile and shook his head: "It's a pity that this is just a myth and legend. I know this article, but I don't see any strange power."

Fakong smiled.

In his mind, a bright light separated from the halo, split into two points in the air, and landed on the eyes of the Medicine Buddha statue.

clairvoyance.

Under the clairvoyance, every prayer seems to come alive, spinning, twisting and changing all the time.

It has invisible power flowing through it.

The next moment, it suddenly stopped.

Its appearance suddenly appeared in Fakong's mind.

This is remembered.

"I spent a month thinking about every word here, thinking about it day and night, writing it over and over again, and finally I remembered it."

Fakong nodded and continued to read the second word.

It still seemed to be alive, with invisible power flowing, and the next moment it suddenly stopped and was remembered by him.

Fakong felt that there was something mysterious in it, but he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to remember it first.

After flipping through twelve pages in one breath, he closed them with satisfaction. Unknowingly, he had consumed eight points of faith.

He raised his head and looked at Weng Jingyuan in surprise.

I had to use my clairvoyance and even expend the power of faith to remember these 380 prayers.

Weng Jingyuan has no supernatural powers or the power of faith, but his martial arts cultivation has reached the divine realm.

It seems that it is because of the Shenyuan realm that I can remember these prayers.

But he also understood why Weng Jingyuan had lost all the innate vitality in his body. He was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. He looked like he was still in the realm of the gods, but he couldn't have sex.

The root of it all comes from this prayer.

It consumed too much of Weng Jingyuan's soul power, so the essence was exhausted, as if it had been drained.

This Weng Jingyuan is indeed a ruthless person, he actually forced himself to do this.

"Ahem..." Weng Jingyuan shook his head and sighed: "Actually, I just wanted to kill time and relieve my emotions."

At that time, his daughter died young, and he fell into great grief and couldn't extricate himself, so he used prayers to distract his attention.

When you memorize all the prayers, your mood gradually calms down.

Everyone has his own destiny, and Nannan is this destiny. There is no way for her to change her destiny.

Besides, just leaving without seeing the dangers of the world and suffering no harm is not necessarily a bad thing.

Fakong said slowly: "I admire you."

Weng Jingyuan showed a wry smile: "This book... Master, take it, no one else is interested in learning it."

Fakong pondered for a moment and took it.

He was worried that he might forget it again. This prayer was indeed very mysterious and strange.

So he put it directly into the Kalachakra Pagoda, and it was foolproof.

——

He returned to the annex of Jingang Temple. Xu Qingluo was having fun with Lin Feiyang and old monk Huiling. Clear laughter sounded from time to time and spread throughout the annex.

Seeing Fakong's thoughtful face and Xu Enzhi's relaxed and happy expression, Lin Feiyang knew that things were going well.

The old monk Huiling was dressed as a tiger and pounced on Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo dodges nimbly, getting closer and closer.

Lin Feiyang was waiting for an opportunity to throw a ball. Xu Qingluo wanted to catch the ball before the old monk Huiling.

The three of them had a great time.

Two little boys were pulling at Madam Xu's sleeves, watching with envy, eager to join in, but they couldn't play this at all.

The old monk Huiling's body movements were extremely fast, and his momentum was really like a tiger, but Xu Qingluo could always avoid him at the last minute, as if Xu Qingluo knew his moves in advance.

After Fakong and Xu Enzhi came back, the three of them stopped.

"Abbot, did you accept this little girl as your disciple?" Monk Huiling's face was flushed, and he smiled and asked: "Good eyesight, you are worthy of being the abbot!"

Fakong patted Xu Qingluo's head as she rushed over: "Master, it's just a nominal disciple."

"It's a pity that our Vajra Temple cannot accept female disciples, and neither can the other courtyards. Otherwise, a phoenix will really appear."

He tilted his head and thought: "Then it's okay to be a nominal disciple. After all, it's your art that you passed on, don't give it to Mingyue Temple!"

Fakong smiled and nodded.

He really didn't mean to let Xu Qingluo practice Mingyue Temple martial arts.

After all, if you practice, you have to cut off your lust.

As for Zhou Yu, he had no parents around, and he couldn't bring her along. He also trusted Lian Xue the most.

Lian Xue was gentle as water, and was the most suitable master for Zhou Yu.

Xu Qingluo was different.

She had her parents around, so she didn't need to take care of them herself, so there was no need for her to learn the martial arts of Mingyue Temple.

After Xu Enzhi pulled Xu Qingluo and Madam Xu away with their pouting mouths, he said that they would come back to play tomorrow.

After half an hour, Lin Feiyang suddenly flashed with excitement and lowered his voice: "Monk, they are here!"

"Hmm-?"

"Cheng Jia and the others! Ha, there are more than fifty of them in total, so grand that everyone was shocked!"

"...Open the door." Fakong said.

"Open the door immediately!" Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash of excitement.

When Fakong arrived at the main hall, fifty-two women had already entered the gate.

They were all dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with white gauze covering their faces, and only their delicate white jaws and graceful figures could be seen.

They came to the front of the hall gracefully and saluted Fakong.

Fakong smiled.

Eighty-four points of faith poured in instantly, and the halo suddenly became much brighter, as if it was about to expand.

More than 150 points of faith, unprecedented.

The women came forward one by one to offer incense.

They all took off their veils, revealing their beautiful faces, all with serious expressions and solemn appearances.

Yuansheng, with a cold face, and Yuandeng, with a smile, passed incense on the side.

Lin Feiyang smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. He stood at the gate and glanced at the pilgrims who were looking around at Feitian Temple.

Many pilgrims of Feitian Temple did not leave after offering incense, but stood not far away and looked at the Jingang Temple.

Soon, more than a dozen people gathered together and whispered.

"Who are these women in white?"

"I look familiar..."

"Hey, you think they look familiar even if they are beauties!"

"This time they look familiar, I'm not kidding!"

"Oh, then tell me, where did these beauties come from? They are really charming!"

"...I remember!"

"Tell me now!"

"They are from Mingyue Embroidery Tower!"

"Hmm?"

"Absolutely right, they are from Mingyue Embroidery Tower. I recognize two of them. I went there with my wife. My wife admired the craftsmanship of those two the most, so she insisted on thanking them in person."

"Mingyue Embroidery Tower..." Everyone shrank their heads immediately.

"How about we go over there and burn incense?"

"This..."

"It's nothing. Burn incense and show respect to the founder of Vajra Temple. Maybe it can be used in the future."

"...Okay." Everyone nodded while expressing their embarrassment.

After talking about it, everyone wanted to see the grace of these beauties in Mingyue Embroidery Tower.

I have heard that the embroiderers of Mingyue Embroidery Tower are all beautiful, beautiful and good at needlework, so the embroidery of Mingyue Embroidery Tower is particularly expensive.

They usually stay at home and rarely go out. Even if they are seen, they often cover their faces with white gauze.

With the support of Mingyue Temple, no one dares to take off their veils.

No matter how much they cover themselves, they can't cover their faces when offering incense. At least we can see the true face of the beauties.

Let's see if it's true or if it's a gimmick of Mingyue Embroidery Tower.

Lin Feiyang looked down at them, snorted, and let them in.

They followed the avenue obediently, passed the release pond, came to the main hall, and lined up behind the other women.

They couldn't help but widen their eyes.

All the women in front of them were beautiful, and the fifty-two beauties formed a strong visual impact.

Especially they were all dressed in white clothes like snow, with white skin, which made them look more radiant and could not be looked directly at.

All of them looked solemn, which made them feel inexplicably ashamed and dared not to have any blasphemous thoughts.

Fakong stood on the steps of the main hall. Every time a woman offered incense, he would make a tenth salute, and the women also made a tenth salute.

After Cheng Jia and the others offered incense one by one, they all made a tenth salute to Fakong, then put on their white veils again and left gracefully.

As soon as they left, the souls of more than 30 pilgrims were also attracted. They offered incense absent-mindedly and left in a hurry.

Lin Feiyang came to the gate, looked at their backs, and smiled triumphantly.

Old monk Huiling suddenly jumped to his side and laughed: "What do you think, am I right?"

"Old monk, we don't have to worry about the lack of pilgrims, there will be more tomorrow!" Lin Feiyang smiled and glanced at Feitian Temple: "We will definitely surpass them!"

"Yes, surpass them, I want to laugh at that old bald donkey Zhiyuan!" Huiling's eyes lit up.

PS: Update completed, please give me another monthly ticket to satisfy your cravings!