Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

In the evening, the sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with sunset glow.

Yunjing has already started to light up.

The streets and alleys became more lively than during the day.

After a busy day of work, people came out with their families to relax, find food, or get together with friends.

The restaurant is already crowded with guests.

All kinds of news are floating around the restaurant, passing among the guests quickly and conveniently.

"Everyone, have you heard? Divine Monk Fakong is going to open a forum to give lectures."

"Fakong Divine Monk?"

"Why, you don't know the Divine Monk Fakong?" Someone asked in surprise: "No way?"

"Of course I know, I just want to confirm whether it is the divine monk!"

"Who else in this world is worthy of the name of a divine monk?"

"It's strange, how could Divine Monk Fakong suddenly think of opening a Dharma altar? Hasn't he been closed to the temple all this time?"

At a large round table with eight people, people were talking a lot.

"Perhaps you feel that the time is ripe and the opportunity has arrived?"

"I know why."

"Old Wei, tell me quickly."

"Old Wei, what do you know! I really know."

"Old Wei, Lao Guan, you guys are all telling me, stop pretending, what's the reason?"

"I heard that Divine Monk Fakong gave a lecture in Dayong Capital." A middle-aged, thin man stroked his beard and said with a smile, "The response was great."

"Lecture in Tianjing?"

"Exactly."

"I have heard about it, and I have also seen someone copy it into a book. It talks about the Diamond Sutra. Every word is like pearls, every sentence is thought-provoking, and the wisdom of the holy monks is really like the incarnation of heaven and man."

"The holy monk is talking about the Diamond Sutra?"

"You want to see it?"

"certainly."

"Then tomorrow, I'll go back today and have someone copy a few copies."

"Lao Guan, thank you."

"Why are you so polite?" Lao Guan is plump and has a kind face, which makes people approach him.

"This time the holy monk will also teach the Dharma in our Yunjing. We must not miss it."

"It's natural."

"Where?"

"It's Qixia Peak just outside the city. It's time in three days."

"We will go there together when the time comes."

"I'll call a few more people to support the holy monk. My cousins ​​and their whole family all believe in Buddhism."

"The more the better, everyone is looking for someone."

Everyone was talking and excited.

This news was also passed around in the restaurant, and people kept coming over to ask for confirmation whether Divine Monk Fakong really wanted to hold a forum at Qixia Peak to give lectures.

When they were about to finish their meal, more than a dozen groups of people came over to inquire.

Lao Guan wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a chuckle: "I thought few people would come to listen to the scriptures, but I didn't expect so many."

A sneer appeared on Lao Wei's thin face: "I'm afraid they are not thinking about Buddhism, but the divine monk Fa Kong."

This is impure thinking.

Buddhism is the foundation of Fakong Divine Monk, and it is also the most worthy of praise, while magical powers and martial arts are secondary.

"I'm afraid that's exactly what happened."

"Even if you don't believe in Buddhism, it's good to meet the monk Fa Kong. He rarely shows up."

"To be honest, I actually want to meet Divine Monk Fakong and see the elegance of Divine Monk."

"Old Xu, you will be disappointed. The appearance of Divine Monk Fakong is not strange, it is ordinary."

"Is that so?"

"Returning to basics, this is the level of Divine Monk Fa Kong. We can't see how powerful he is. Only Buddhism can do that."

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Dayun Palace

Humble Administrator's Hall

Hu Lieyuan sat behind the dragon chair, leaning back with his feet on the dragon table and looking up at the caisson of the main hall.

The hall was quiet, no one dared to make a sound.

The servants all knew that he was in a bad mood.

If you disturb him here, you will be scolded by him. Even if you are not punished, you will be scolded and kowtowed a dozen times to apologize.

Hu Lieyuan finally sighed and shook his head.

The thick felt door curtain was suddenly lifted, and a middle-aged chamberlain wearing a purple robe with a white face and no beard floated in. He cupped his fists and saluted: "Your Majesty, Master Fakong wishes to see you."

The servants were sweating coldly and took a breath, fearing that he would be punished.

"Invitation!" Hu Lieyuan retracted his feet, immediately sat up straight, and said in a deep voice: "Please come quickly."

The middle-aged servant Piao Piao retreated, flirting Luan out, and soon led Fakong into the main hall and under the Danqi.

Fakong wore a purple and gold cassock, with a calm expression, and said with a tithe: "Your Majesty, you came unexpectedly, I'm rude."

"Master is a rare visitor." Hu Lieyuan raised his voice and said, "Please sit down."

A chamberlain brought an embroidery pier.

Fakong sat down and looked up at Hu Lieyuan: "The poor monk is asking for forgiveness from the emperor."

"Oh——?" Hu Lieyuan said with a smile: "Master, what is your crime?"

"It's a crime to behead first and report later," Fakong said with a smile: "The poor monk wants to open a forum outside the city to give a lecture and promote Buddhism."

"I just heard the news." Hu Lieyuan said: "I wonder why Master has this idea?"

He shook his head and said: "Dayun's Buddhist teachings are weak. Even if the master opens an altar, I'm afraid there won't be many believers."

Fakong said: "As a disciple of Buddhism, you must do your best. You cannot just sit there and do nothing."

Hu Lieyuan nodded: "Most Buddhist disciples take the promotion of Buddhism as their own responsibility."

"The Dharma is like a boat, and it is also the fundamental virtue and responsibility of the monks to ferry sentient beings across the sea of ​​suffering and reach their destination." Fakong said: "Poor monks are not immune to secularism."

In fact, one's own merit has nothing to do with whether one can save others or not. One's own merit is a separate system.

Preventing the war this time will bring great merit. The last time we prevented the dragon from rising into the sky and wreaking havoc on the world, that was also a great merit.

There is no merit in giving a lecture.

Hu Lieyuan frowned and said, "Master, you know the effect is minimal, but you still want to give it a try?"

Fakong nodded, "It is a responsibility to do something knowing that it is impossible."

"... Then I can't say anything." Hu Lieyuan said lightly, "But Master, don't force it. If they believe in Buddhism, then let them be. If they don't believe, let them be."

"That's right." Fakong said, "When it comes to faith, a forced melon is not sweet, so naturally I won't force it."

Hu Lieyuan said, "Master, how are you recently? The last time we suppressed Longyuan, it was thanks to you."

Fakong smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. It's all thanks to everyone. I'm just adding icing on the cake."

Hu Lieyuan said slowly, "After the masters of Zhenlongyuan dispersed, they were all very quiet, right?"

This was beyond his expectation.

I thought there would be a commotion, after all, with so many masters returning, the grievances between the sects should be settled, right?

But the result was quiet, no commotion, no movement.

If there is one person who can make them all behave, it is only Fakong, and only Fakong has this prestige.

Fakong said: "We should be cautious of each other, and after all, we were in seclusion together, and we have a friendship, so we have a channel for communication."

He shook his head and said: "The most important thing in everything is communication. Only by understanding each other's ideas can we avoid misunderstandings, and misunderstandings are often caused by poor communication."

"Yes..." Hu Lieyuan sighed: "Things in the world are indeed often caused by misunderstandings."

Fakong smiled and said: "Your Majesty is very disappointed?"

This sentence was sharp and unexpected.

Hu Lieyuan was startled, then laughed: "What am I disappointed about?"

Fakong looked at him with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, don't you have the courage to tell the truth in front of me?"

"...Okay, I am indeed disappointed." Hu Lieyuan looked at him, suddenly smiled, and nodded calmly: "Very disappointed, very disappointed."

If they make a fuss, Dayun can save a lot of trouble.