Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong smiled and said, "Don't worry, let's take a look."

"Want to take a look again?" Lin Feiyang cheered up and said with a smile, "Who are you going to let do it this time?"

I told you to check it out last time.

As a result, Monk Rushan couldn't help but take action, causing Feitian Temple to be retaliated and three monks died.

It was a perfect, insidious borrowed knife to kill.

Fakong said: "Uncle Master, our Snow Mountain Sect will not give up on this matter, right?"

"Of course!" Old Monk Huiling snorted: "This case cannot be allowed. Otherwise, if the Six Paths of Demon Sect kills our Daxueshan Sect disciples and then turns into a member of the imperial court, we will have to let go honestly. How can we do it? Such a good thing!”

Lin Feiyang nodded hurriedly: "That's right, if the court dares to do this, it's not giving us the Snow Mountain Sect face. We must kill that guy!"

He has no good impression of Wang Qingshan at all.

First, he was too cruel. He had killed so many people. Even if he knew that Shi Lang Xie was a traitor, he would not kill everyone in the house.

The second is too arrogant.

As if he was sure that no one in the world could catch him, and seeing that no one else could catch him, he actually ran to people, as if to say: "I'm right here, come and catch me, come and catch me, but you can't catch me." arrive!"

You are so arrogant that no one will die unless you die!

Fakong shook his head: "In the eyes of the imperial court, the Daxueshan Sect is nothing. They are all the people of Daqian."

He could see clearly from a detached perspective that Daqian did not rely so much on or trust the three major sects.

Instead, they wanted to check and balance the three major sects, so the Demon Sect began to gain importance.

Especially this time.

A master from the Demon Sect who committed such a heinous crime could still be requisitioned.

He immediately guessed that the imperial court was preparing to take revenge on Dayong, so Wang Qingshan's ability to cover the sky and the sun was needed.

It's better not to cause trouble now. Only when the bird is full can the bow be hidden. Now is the time for Wang Qingshan's bow to be used, not the time to hide it.

Especially when the ability to cover the sky and the sun is irreplaceable.

It seems like I need to practice the art of covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

He made a decision.

Thinking of this, he said calmly: "Just wait."

"Alas!" Old monk Huiling sighed, shook his head as if to shake off the bird droppings on his head, and shouted fiercely: "Hurry up and serve the food, don't wait and do it!"

Lin Feiyang said: "Old monk, do you still have the appetite to eat? Aren't you holding your breath?"

"I need to eat two more bowls of rice today!" the old monk Huiling hummed.

Lin Feiyang said hey: "I took some food to vent my anger, I'll be here soon!"

Zhou Yang helped serve the meal.

Faning also went to help, and soon a table of food was laid out, all delicious and attractive.

Lin Feiyang's cooking skills are becoming more and more exquisite.

The five of them began to eat.

Fakong was drinking wine with a leisurely expression, thinking about the cloud-making and rain-making spell.

After the victims recovered from the plague, they had their original strong desire for rain.

They are eager for rain now. They can dream of rain at night and wake up smiling in the heavy rain.

When you wake up and find that there is no rain at all, it is just a dream, your mood will sink into depression and you will fall into anxiety and despair about the future.

Because of the power of faith, Fakong has the clearest and most profound feelings about them.

Lin Feiyang said accidentally: "By the way, I heard that the victims outside the city are starting to return home."

"Huh——?" Fakong looked over.

Lin Feiyang nodded: "It should be right. I have heard more than one person say this. There is no need to lie about it."

Fanning sighed: "If it doesn't rain, it's really a big problem."

He usually grows crops and arranges the fields, and knows the importance of water to crops. Without water, nothing can be done.

Fakong shook his head.

After all, he couldn't help much, and it was useless even if he had magical powers. Among the five great magical powers, there was no magical power to rain.

What's more, this drought affects not only ten miles and eight miles, but thousands of miles. Even if I learn the cloud and rain spell, I can't change the drought situation.

Therefore, I am only doing a tentative study on the Curse of Clouds and Rain, and I don't expect it to be of any use.

The biggest use is to gain merit.

Even if it can't rain in such a large area, if you can practice the mantra of moving clouds and spreading rain, you can still gain some merits from rainfall in a small area.

——

Fa Kong walked out of the Prajna Kalachakra Tower.

Stepping into the bright morning sunshine and the cool, dewy air.

An alluring aroma wafted in front of my nose, and intermittent noises came from my ears.

Shenjing City has just woken up.

Three years have passed in the Kalachakra Tower.

During these three years, he only did two things in the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda, studying the cloud-making rain mantra and practicing the art of covering the sky and covering the sun.

The skill of covering the sky and the sun was not achieved.

Even in the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda, maintaining the best state of understanding, he still failed to practice the skill of covering the sky and covering the sun.

This skill is indeed mysterious and weird. It lacks a little bit of subtlety, but it's a pity that the difference is a thousand miles away.

After all, I still couldn't practice it.

But I had some experience with the Xingyun and Rain spell, and finally figured out the key to it, and pierced the layer of window paper.

In fact, I should have thought of it before.

Since the power of faith can inspire magical powers, why not try to see if it can inspire the cloud-making and rain-making spell?

Of course, this was also because the cloud-causing rain curse became clearer and clearer to him, and he only came up with it after he realized it in his heart and had a flash of inspiration.

Sometimes it's just a little bit close, but it just turns a blind eye.

He looked up at the bright sunshine, and came to the lotus pond with his hands behind his back, looking at the buds that had not yet bloomed, and the fish swimming in the clear water below.

Several springs spit out a few bright bubbles from time to time, floating up like pearls and turning over the water.

The fish leisurely bypassed these bright bubbles, and occasionally playfully passed through them.

Fakong smiled.

The world is so beautiful, how can you not think of a way to stay alive?

"Brother." Ning Zhenzhen was like a white cloud passing over the wall, floating down lightly, and a faint fragrance lingered in front of his nose.

Her white clothes were as white as snow, her skin was as white as jade, like the Guanghan Fairy who had just descended to the earth.

Fakong smiled.

Ning Zhenzhen's beauty was indeed pleasing to the eye, and he smiled and said, "Climb over the wall early in the morning."

"No need to open the door, so as not to trouble the uncle."

"This reason..." Fakong laughed.

Ning Zhenzhen sighed, frowning slightly: "Brother, I'm really angry, come and tell you."

"I heard about it." Fakong nodded: "Wang Qingshan ran to you and turned into a Green Clothes Wind Catcher of the Green Clothes Outer Division."

"The more I think about it, the more suffocated I feel." Ning Zhenzhen snorted.

"Didn't I beat him up to vent my anger?"

"Just a beating," Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "He deserves to be killed, he shouldn't be alive!... Thank you, brother, for saving Lao Huang."

Fakong smiled and waved his hands.

Ning Zhenzhen sighed: "I didn't know how free and easy it was in Mingyue Temple until I entered the Green Clothes Outer Division. I really miss our days, the days when we could do whatever we wanted, kill anyone we wanted, no matter how powerful the master was, we would kill them!... But now, I want to kill but I can't, as if there are countless ropes binding you and you can't be free."

Many times at night, facing the bright moon, she would think of the days when she and Fakong and Lianxue teamed up to kill the second-grade master Gu Xinxian.

It was really refreshing and joyful.

Unlike now, trapped in a small room, bound by an official position, the heroic spirit gradually faded and became more and more mediocre.

Fakong smiled and nodded.

Of course he understood this feeling.

Just like at home and in society, how can you be as free and unrestrained as before?

"Brother, I want to kill this guy!"

"No hurry." Fakong shook his head and smiled: "He may be related to a major operation, don't rush to do it."

Ning Zhenzhen smiled sweetly, as bright as spring flowers.

Not in a hurry does not mean not to kill.

"Brother, what's going on in the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple?" Ning Zhenzhen's jade face gradually sank, and a little anger was faint.

Monk Rushan was too arrogant. He actually kicked the gate of the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple directly. It was too much.

According to the temper of the brother, he should never give up. Why did he not move all the time? She was very curious.

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Good news doesn't go out, but embarrassing news travels a thousand miles. Junior sister, you know that too."

"Should we teach him a lesson?"

"No need to do that." Fakong shook his head and said: "He suffered a loss and couldn't suppress his anger, so he ran here to vent his anger."

"Then we should teach him a lesson."

"He will come to me to beg for mercy." Fakong waved his hand: "Peace is the most precious thing."

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him in surprise.

This is not the Fakong she knew.

Fakong smiled and said: "After arriving in Shenjing, we really can't follow the rules of our sect... The core has not changed, but the rules are different."

"Senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and said: "I haven't adapted to it yet, senior brother, you have adapted first."

If it were the past, he would have retaliated long ago, otherwise, he would not have killed Gu Xinxian.

But now he is smiling, as if he doesn't care about being kicked in the door. Obviously, he is more powerful now.

Fakong said: "In fact, you just didn't understand it for a while. Logically speaking, your wisdom and wisdom will make you more comfortable in Shenjing than in the sect."

"...Yes." Ning Zhenzhen seemed to be thinking.

Fakong's words touched her deeply.

The same words depend on who said them.

Before she came to Shenjing, Lianxue had said that Shenjing was different from Mingyue Temple. You can't go straight to everything. You have to learn to take more turns.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and there are too many and too complicated people in Shenjing.

She listened to it, but she was not really touched or changed. She still stubbornly adhered to her previous ideas, kept touching reality, and her negative thoughts became heavier.

But today, Fakong's few words made her feel like she had suddenly seen the moon.

All of a sudden, she understood.

——

At this time, Sima Xun, the Western Minister of the Green Outer Division, stood beside Huang Yufeng and said with a smile: "Old Huang, let's take a day off today and go out for a walk?"

Huang Yufeng stood in the west corner of the yard, facing the morning sun and concentrating, like a sword out of its sheath, bathing in the sunshine, as if to absorb the sunshine into his body.

"Today?"

"I'm going to go to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple."

"... Let's go together." Huang Yufeng slowly retracted his strength and exhaled, but it was a purple air like a sword.

Sima Xun narrowed his eyes slightly.

This purple air was like a substance, as if it was a real sword, and he was awed by it.

This Huang Yufeng's cultivation was stronger than he had imagined.

"Old Huang, have you reached the Divine Origin Realm?"

"Yes, I just came in."

"That's good news. Let's go to Guanyun Tower for a drink at noon to congratulate you."

"Thank you."

Both of them changed their clothes.

Sima Xun wore a dark green robe, which made him look as handsome as jade.

Huang Yufeng was wearing a deep blue robe, looking elegant and graceful.

The two were about to go out when Wang Qingshan came in and clasped his fists with a smile: "Brothers, are you going out to find a lover?"

Huang Yufeng smiled.

Sima Xun's face suddenly darkened and he glared at him coldly.

Wang Qingshan smiled and said, "I got it right."

Huang Yufeng said, "We are going to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple to burn incense."

"The outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple..." Wang Qingshan smiled and said, "Why not go to the outer courtyard of the Feitian Temple? I know that place well, let's go together!"