Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong looked at Monk Yuande: "Master, can you see the trap?"

Monk Yuande frowned and said thoughtfully: "It doesn't look like there is a trap,...should I practice it myself?"

Fakong nodded: "It's not impossible."

Xu Qingluo's bright eyes widened.

She looked at Monk Yuande and then at Fakong, thinking that the two were joking. Can this be practiced casually? Mental thoughts of unknown origin are extremely dangerous and must be guarded against.

She often sneered at some people's so-called adventures, thinking that gambling was too serious. Who knew whether the person who passed down the secret was a good or bad person, or whether he had set up an ambush.

Practicing a mental method that you don't understand is no different from seeking death.

Monk Yuande solemnly said: "Then let me practice and see, but there are still some key points that I don't understand well. Like this sentence, if you follow the Tao with your heart, all thoughts will disappear. There is no self, no object, no heaven and earth. What exactly is it?"

Fakong said: "My mind is the heart of heaven, and the heart of heaven is my heart. The heart of a non-discriminating mind without form is completely the same as the common world."

Monk Yuande asked: "Tao, what is it?"

"The way of heaven and earth," Fa Kong said, "the way of eternity."

"What is the way of heaven and earth, the eternal way?"

"Impermanence is also change, and this change cannot be described." Fakong shook his head: "Intangible and qualityless, only the heart responds."

Monk Yuande frowned in thought.

Xu Qingluo also frowned and thought hard.

Monk Yuande then asked a few more questions. Fakong expressed his own views, and Monk Yuande also expressed his own. The two discussed with each other, and the key points became clearer and clearer.

Xu Qingluo listened intently.

Monk Yuande didn't pay attention, thinking that it was impossible for her to understand and learn, and he was just joining in the fun. It was inevitable that she would like to join in the fun at such a young age.

But Xu Qingluo couldn't help but interrupt in the end, but Monk Yuande was amazed. He didn't expect Xu Qingluo to have such profound martial arts insights, which was completely opposite to her age and was profound and profound.

I have to admire the fact that famous teachers give birth to great disciples. Fakong's ability to teach his disciples is truly astonishing. He is far inferior to him. He will never be able to teach such a talented disciple.

Fakong looked at his expression and smiled: "She studied on her own and liked reading, but I didn't teach her too much."

Xu Qingluo and the four of them have been competing, not only in martial arts, but also in literature. They have to finish reading the books in the Sutra Pavilion, not just pure martial arts, but also mental training.

To train your mind, you need to read enough books, look at everything in the world, and see different people's hearts and thoughts. You can't make something out of nothing. You can't do it by just observing yourself.

Without reference or comparison, you cannot see yourself clearly.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Without Master's guidance, I wouldn't know what to read."

Monk Yuande sighed with emotion: "Master, you have a successor, and you have no worries about your mantle."

Fakong glanced at Xu Qingluo with a smile.

Xu Qingluo said helplessly: "It's a pity that I am only a registered disciple and cannot pass on the mantle."

The three disciples that Master has accepted now are all unable to pass on the mantle. One is senior sister Leng Feiqiong. She is a rich and wealthy person and cannot enter Buddhism. She is also a woman, and the same is true for herself. Junior brother is a man, but he is not a Buddhist. He is destined to live a lifetime. To soak in the mortal world.

After all, the master accepted three disciples, but no one inherited the mantle, which is strange to think about.

Monk Yuande smiled and said, "Master is not worldly, so he may not be able to pass on his mantle to you."

Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong.

Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo sighed helplessly.

Monk Yuande asked: "Who will the master's mantle be passed on to?"

Fakong said: "It's too early to say this now. I don't need anyone to pass on the mantle yet."

I have a long lifespan, even immortality, so I don’t need to pass on the mantle. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if I really accepted the mantle and ended up living forever?

Monk Yuande nodded.

Master Fakong is able to avoid evil and seek good fortune. In addition, he has profound cultivation and practices the Vajra Indestructible Magic of Vajra Temple. It is a kind of permanent method. I am afraid he will have to live for many years.

There is really no need to rush to find a successor.

The three of them discussed it some more, but ultimately failed to find the trap.

"Master, there is indeed a trap hidden in this mental method." Fakong said: "After you practice it, you will become obsessed after a year, faster than the emperor."

Monk Yuande frowned: "But I can't find it."

Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo said: "Master, how about I come and practice?"

Fakong snorted: "Forget it."

"It's just that I fell into a trap. Master is here and he can always save me." Xu Qingluo said.

With Fa Kong around, she was not worried about going crazy, but she wanted to know the trap of this mental method. How could such a wonderful mental method be hidden from the master's eyes.

While Fakong and Monk Yuande were discussing their mental methods, they would also watch the progress of Haitianya from time to time to see how they decided to replace the leader.

Although Song Yuanyuan was calm and calm, not impatient or irritable, she still could not stop the Supreme Elders from revolting, deposed Zhao Qianjun as the head of the sect, and the nine elders jointly managed the sect.

In the absence of electing the next leader, the nine elders have been co-managing the Tianhai Sword Sect, discussing everything and making decisions together. This can be said to be the most powerful time for the elders.

Song Yuanyuan was not angry about the result and remained calm. She didn't say much after returning to Zhao Qianjun's yard.

Zhao Qianjun was practicing kung fu in the house and called her over when he heard the noise.

Faced with Zhao Qianjun's nervousness, Song Yuanyuan shook her head and smiled: "Brother, you are no longer the leader."

Zhao Qianjun's face suddenly turned pale.

Song Yuanyuan said: "But you can still enjoy the treatment of the headmaster and continue to live here."

"They...they..." Zhao Qianjun's face turned pale again, gritting his teeth: "After all, they still took this step, which is a great rebellion! How dare they be lawless!"

This is the second time that the headmaster of Tianhai Sword Sect has been abolished in the past dynasties.

The previous time was because the headmaster was obsessed with women and entangled with the demon sect witch, which caused heavy losses to Tianhai Sword Sect. The supreme elders angrily abolished his position as the headmaster.

And now, he, the headmaster, has not done anything wrong, but he has also been abolished. It is really excessive.

Song Yuanyuan said softly: "Brother, it's too late to say more. It's better to heal the wound and restore the cultivation, or even go further. The right way is to go."

"What did they say?" Zhao Qianjun sneered: "Why do you want to abolish my position as the head of the sect?"

"The Tianhai Sword Sect is becoming more and more dangerous by indulging disciples to act recklessly, unable to control the sect, and impetuous," Song Yuanyuan sighed: "In short, as long as they want to abolish the head of the sect, they can always find an excuse."

Although she felt that these faults were very accurate and Zhao Qianjun was indeed not suitable to be the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect, she certainly wouldn't say so in front of Zhao Qianjun, so as not to add fuel to the fire. She decided to go along with him and calm his anger so as not to do extreme things.

"Damn it!" Zhao Qianjun gritted his teeth: "Are you going to let Leng Feiqiong come back?"

"Of course not so anxious," Song Yuanyuan said softly: "The elders should manage things together and gather everyone's wisdom. For the time being, I haven't mentioned Leng Feiqiong's return."

"A bunch of old foxes!" Zhao Qianjun gritted his teeth.

If they directly said that Leng Feiqiong should return to her position, their decision would definitely be met with strong opposition.