Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"The one who killed is the Grand Master, so happy!" Monk Huiling didn't feel this way at all, only excitement and contentment.

He said excitedly: "Abbott, do you think they will report to the government and find someone from Shenwu Mansion to avenge them?"

Monk Zhiyuan frowned: "Isn't that true?"

Fakong nodded: "In that case, they will lose all face. We haven't reached that stage yet."

"Let them be arrogant, hehe, the little bastards of the Demon Sect must sober up and figure out who is the boss in this world!"

"You are the best in the world, okay." Monk Zhiyuan said coldly.

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

Uncle Grandmaster was indeed too excited and dared to say anything. It seemed that he still felt threatened by the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect has grown in strength over the years, especially as there are more people cultivating it, more heroes have emerged.

Moreover, the Demon Sect is becoming more and more popular in the martial arts world, giving people a general impression that among all the sects in the world, the Demon Sect is the strongest among the Six Paths.

Although the three major sects are strong, they are already a thing of the past and are gradually declining.

The three major sects are like the setting sun, but the Demonic sect is like the sun in the sky.

"Huh huh." No matter how crazy Monk Huiling was, he knew that his words were inappropriate, so he curled his lips and said, "Old bald donkey, you're going to spoil the fun. I'm going here and there, I don't want to see you!"

Monk Zhiyuan shook his head and said to Fakong Heshi: "Then I will go first. If you need anything, please say hello."

Dharma and emptiness are combined.

Monk Zhiyuan drifted away.

Monk Huiling pouted at Zhiyuan's back, disapproving of it, pretending to be serious, maybe he was bursting with joy in his heart, but his face was calm and hypocritical!

After Monk Zhiyuan left, he regained his interest and pulled Zhou Yang, Xu Qingluo and Faning to tell the story vividly.

Lin Feiyang interjected a few words, each sentence pointed to the point, each sentence said that their fight was ugly and not exciting, and finally annoyed him and drove Lin Feiyang away.

Fakong sat aside and picked up his wordless Buddhist scripture to read.

There is only one mantra in the wordless Buddhist sutra called "The Clouds and Rain", but there are twelve pages of the wordless sutra, and there must be a Buddhist mantra on every page.

Now only the first one is stimulated, and the rest have no shadow.

He looked at it for a while and found nothing else, so he put it back in his arms and put it directly into the Kalachakra Tower.

He began to prepare to deal with the snow-white bead in his mind, a bead the size of a dragon's eye, perfectly round and with a brilliant white light.

If the Grand Master's experience is cracked and obtained, will it allow one to directly step into the first-level realm?

Now I can only rely on meditation and water grinding to get closer little by little. Although I keep getting closer, I don't know when I will really arrive and be able to understand my mind and nature.

If you step into the first level, you will be completely safe, with enough self-protection and attack power.

This is true security.

This bead held his hope.

But he studied it all night and found nothing.

Early the next morning, Fa Kong, Fan Ning, Lin Feiyang, and Zhou Yang Xu Qingluo went to Guanfeng Tower to have breakfast.

The autumn morning was already cool and desolate.

From time to time, a piece of yellow leaf falls from the trees beside the road, falling lightly to the green brick ground, making people feel chilled.

Mist floats in the sky, and the fresh and crisp air is mixed with bursts of fragrance.

Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo's throats kept moving and their saliva drooled.

They were growing hungry and were hungry very quickly. Now they were so hungry that they couldn't help but salivate when they smelled these fragrances.

There were always people around him who were paying homage and calling "Master Fakong" respectfully, and he kept paying homage in return, nodding and smiling.

"You guys go first." Fakong glanced at the two of them and said to Lin Feiyang and Faning, "I'll go over slowly."

"Master, no need." Xu Qingluo said hurriedly.

She was extremely happy to see people being so respectful and honorable to Fakong, so she didn't feel arrogant.

Lin Feiyang said: "Xiao Qingluo, aren't you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, but I won't miss it for a while." Xu Qingluo looked at Zhou Yang: "If you can't bear it anymore, junior brother, you can leave first."

"No need." Zhou Yang hummed coolly.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Junior brother, you don't have to force yourself."

"Don't force it."

"Okay, let's walk slowly." Faning interrupted the two of them fighting openly and secretly.

The two stopped.

Both of them are smart and have a very good sense of proportion.

When we slowly arrived at Guanyun Tower, we were greeted with "Good morning, Master Fakong, Master Fakong" and other greetings all the way.

Fakong smiled and Heshi went upstairs and sat next to the window.

Li Ying, who was sitting alone at the next table, just tithing, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

"Sister Li!" Xu Qingluo cheered, came to Li Ying at the next table, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, sister Li, you are also eating breakfast here."

Li Ying was dressed in a black shirt, with jade-like skin and starry eyes. She smiled and nodded: "Sister Xu, you are finally here, but I have been waiting for you for a while."

"Sister Li is waiting for us?"

"Well, I deliberately waited to meet Master Fakong here by chance." Li Ying looked at Fakong frankly.

Fakong Heshi smiled: "Young Master Li, you have taken the trouble."

"As long as the master is willing to help, this is nothing." Li Ying smiled, and her smile radiated a moving face.

People around looked over curiously.

Fakong and Li Ying were already at peace with other people's gazes and would not be affected. They looked at each other with smiles.

The two people's eyes intertwined in the air, and they came and went.

Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai sat at another table next to them, staring closely at the situation here, trying to see Fakong's expression clearly.

Fakong was gentle and calm, with a smile on his face. No other emotions could be seen. One could only see that his heart was as calm as still water, without any waves.

Li Zhu shook his head secretly.

In front of such a beautiful lady like the young master, Fakong could hold his head like this. He was worthy of being a monk. He should be a monk for life!

Zhou Tianhuai also shook his head secretly.

This Master Fakong was indeed firm in his Buddhist heart. Facing the young master's soft request, he was unmoved.

Very difficult!

"Amitabha." Fakong clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, retracted his gaze, and sat down at the table.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Master, I will sit with Sister Li."

"I will sit with you too." Zhou Yang said.

Fakong nodded.

Li Ying smiled and asked Xu Qingluo to sit down, and smiled at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang was a little shy, similar to when he first met Ning Zhenzhen.

Lin Feiyang and Faning looked at each other and shut up obediently without saying a word.

The waiter quickly filled the table. Lin Feiyang came and ordered the dishes in advance. The dishes were served as soon as the guests arrived.

Fakong drank and ate, and had no intention of talking to Li Ying.

Li Ying did not look for him again, only talking to Xu Qingluo, and occasionally asked Zhou Yang a question, without ignoring him.

After Zhou Yang had a meal, he felt that Li Ying was indeed good, generous, gentle, and cheerful.

She had the beauty and gentleness of a woman, but she did not have the shyness and pettiness of a woman, which was very likable.

After the meal, Fakong and the others left, but Li Ying followed and walked side by side with Fakong.

When Faning, Lin Feiyang and others left with Fakong, they took the initiative to step back half a step to avoid people's greetings.

Li Ying didn't care at all and walked side by side with Fakong: "Master, why don't you agree to help?"

Fakong clasped his hands together and nodded to the person who greeted him, and said lightly: "Why should I agree to help?"

"For the master, it's just a piece of cake, right?"

"That's ridiculous." Fakong said gently: "Not to mention that it takes a lot of money to use supernatural powers, I have always advocated that you should not interfere in other people's affairs, don't meddle in other people's affairs, just do your own job."

"Meddle in other people's affairs?" Li Ying raised her thin eyebrows slightly: "Helping the Green Clothes External and Internal Departments find the murderer is not meddling in other people's affairs, right?"

"It's not for you, Young Master Li, but it is for me." Fakong clasped his hands together and nodded to the person who greeted him.

Li Ying frowned.

"Why should I pay such a huge price and use my magical powers to take care of such trivial matters? What difference does it make to me whether I help you or not?"

"It seems that the master wants benefits."

"Benefits?" Fakong smiled and said, "For me, not using my magical powers is the greatest benefit."

He needs to make the cost of the magical powers very high, otherwise, people will be afraid and will come to him for help to use their magical powers at any time.

The greater the cost of the magical powers, the more people know how precious they are, and they also know that they will not use them easily. They will be less afraid of me and know how to be grateful.

"I wonder what the master needs to pay for the use of magical powers?"

"...Life." Fakong said slowly: "Do you think this price is light or heavy, Master Li?"

Li Ying frowned slightly, thinking.

Fakong said: "It may cost one day of life, or one year of life, or even ten years of life, and I don't know before using it."

He thinks this statement is self-consistent.

Time is money, and money is inevitably time.

Such a price is high enough to make people not easily ask me to use my magical powers.

It will also make people believe that I will not use my magical powers easily.

From ancient times to the present, who does not cherish his life? Who does not want to live forever?

"Sigh!" Li Ying exhaled.

She understood a little.

If it were me, I would not easily help others use their magical powers. Using my life to use magical powers is indeed too expensive.

The matter is someone else's, and my life is my own. There is really no need to meddle in other people's business.

She understood Fakong.

But she still needed Fakong's help.

The matter has reached a dead end. There is no other way, so I can only ask Fakong to use his magical powers to help.

"How about this, Master Fakong," Li Ying pondered, "I'll get you some elixirs to prolong your life, how about that?"

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Li Ying frowned: "What?"

"Master Li, do you think those elixirs will be useful to me?" Fakong smiled and shook his head: "It's okay for those weak people, but for people like us in the martial arts world, I'm afraid it's negligible."

"... Sorry for disturbing you, I'll take my leave for now." Li Ying clasped her hands together.

Fakong clasped his hands together and bowed.

Li Ying smiled at Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yang, then nodded to Faning and Lin Feiyang, and floated away, disappearing in the bustling crowd on Suzaku Avenue in the blink of an eye.

"Master, does it really cost you your life to use your magical powers?" Xu Qingluo asked worriedly.

Fakong glanced at her and smiled.

Xu Qingluo smiled immediately, realizing that it was an excuse.

Zhou Yang also nodded.

Lin Feiyang and Faning didn't understand.

Faning opened his mouth worriedly, but he still held back and didn't persuade him.

Lin Feiyang said: "It seems that you should use your magical powers less, don't regret it when it's too late... This woman will never give up, a terrible woman!"

He can see that Li Ying is a tenacious person who will not give up until she achieves her goal.

I am most worried about such people.

PS: The update is complete. I am most afraid of weekends. Others go out to play, and I can only stay in the house to write. I feel so miserable. Please give me a monthly ticket to comfort me.