Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Master Fakong!" Everyone was overjoyed.

Fakong's purple-gold robe fluttered, and he clasped his hands together in a salute to everyone, then closed his eyes, silently formed a seal with his hands, and cast a rejuvenation spell.

Sima Xun's eyes, which had become dazed, suddenly became clear again, and he looked at Fakong in astonishment.

Fakong had already closed his eyes slightly.

Under the observation of his mind, Sima Xun's breath was weak, and the light on his body was dim like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any time.

As the nectar of the rejuvenation spell fell, the light on his body suddenly increased, as if adding new oil to the oil lamp the size of a broad bean.

The rejuvenation spell kept falling, one after another, and after twelve rejuvenation spells, Fakong released his hand seal and opened his eyes.

"Master..." Zhao Zhihua's eyes were red, he stood up and clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master!"

His clothes were already stained with blood.

Fakong clasped his hands and nodded slightly, looked at Sima Xun who had stabilized, clasped his hands again to everyone, and then disappeared without a trace.

"This..." Everyone felt that everything happened too fast.

First, Sima Xun was about to die, and at the moment of death, Master Fakong suddenly appeared, and obviously cast some kind of Buddhist spell to pull Sima Xun back from the road to the underworld.

Seeing that Sima Xun's breath was stable, his breathing began to be long, and the vitality flowed in his body, he knew that he was no longer in danger.

"What a divine monk!" The middle-aged man with a square face sighed with emotion.

"What a miraculous Buddhist mantra!" Fang Shinian said in amazement: "It can cure any injury? It's too miraculous, isn't it?"

"Is this Buddhist mantra also a kind of magical power?"

"No." The middle-aged man with a square face shook his head: "The magical power is the six great magical powers, and the Buddhist mantra is not a magical power. They cannot be confused. Master Fakong suddenly appeared and left suddenly. He should have used the divine foot power, also called the wish-fulfilling power, and the one who saved Brother Sima should be the Buddhist mantra, not the magical power."

"It's miraculous!"

"With this, what else do we have to fear?"

"It's a pity that Master Fakong is not from our Green Outfit Department."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if he's not from the Green Outfit Department, he's our Sicheng's senior brother!"

"First It was Brother Huang, and now it’s Brother Sima. If it weren’t for Master Fakong, we would have lost two brothers now! "

"I will go to the Vajra Temple to burn incense tomorrow!"

"Let’s go together."

"Hey, how busy will we be tomorrow? If these two people are dead, our case will be completely ruined. I don’t know how many scolds we will get."

"These guys are really crazy."

"Crazy!"

When Fakong appeared, Ning Zhenzhen apologized: "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother."

She was embarrassed: "Sima Xun, he..."

Although she didn’t like Sima Xun, and even had some aversion to Sima Xun, he was her subordinate after all, and a disciple of Tianhai Sword Sect, one of the three major sects. She couldn’t just watch and do nothing.

If it was Wang Qingshan, she would definitely stand by and watch.

Fakong waved his hand: "He has been rescued. What deep hatred did that person have with him that he had to drag him to death?"

"Has a grudge against him?"

"If there is no grudge, he would not have dragged him down alone," Fakong shook his head and said: "According to his injuries, it is no problem for that person to deal with several of them at the same time."

Huang Yufeng nodded hurriedly: "Master, what you said is very true. The old servant exploded into a blood mist in an instant. In fact, none of us could escape. It was too sudden, but he just hugged Brother Sima tightly. Now think about it, it is indeed strange. He must have a grudge against Brother Sima."

"There is no way to investigate further." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head: "It's good that Sima Xun can survive. At least there is an explanation."

"Thank you, Master." Huang Yufeng clasped his hands solemnly.

Fakong waved his hand: "It's just a little help, no need to be so polite."

Huang Yufeng said: "It's just a little help for the master, but it's our lives, we can't help but thank you."

They never expected that there would be such danger.

They thought that as a merchant, no matter how strong his cultivation was, it was limited, so they were a little careless. Even though Fakong had reminded them that the old servant had a problem, they still didn't take it seriously, and the old servant moved too quickly, not giving them time to react.

"Brother, I'll go over and take a look."

"Well, go ahead." Fakong gave her a look.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.

She understood what Fakong meant.

Just took the opportunity to get away and stay away from Kunshan Holy Church.

Just at this time, Yuandeng's voice sounded outside: "Abbot, there is a girl named Li who wants to see you."

"...Please let her in." Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

He had already seen Li Ying outside the temple.

Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai were guarding her like two Vajra statues, looking around vigilantly from time to time, as if they were afraid of being assassinated.

Wang Qingshan's assassination also made them alert.

Li Ying was dressed in black, her skin was white as snow, and her fair face was shrouded in solemnity. She stood outside the gate with her hands behind her back, staring at the plaque, with an inexplicable sense of majesty.

Yuandeng came to the gate, Li Ying clasped her hands together, waved to Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai, and entered the temple alone, coming to Fakong Courtyard.

She stepped into the courtyard, her nose suddenly shrugged, revealing a hint of smile: "It seems that Ning Sicheng just left."

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen and the others left from another place to avoid meeting her.

Lin Feiyang ran to Xiyuan Temple again to find out where the monk Shanyun was buried.

"Was Ning Sicheng hurriedly leaving because he heard that I was coming?" Li Ying smiled and said, "In fact, there is no need."

Fakong said, "She left first because of something over there... Young Master Li still didn't give up, and still wanted my help?"

"Yes." Li Ying nodded.

Fakong smiled.

Li Ying said: "I think it is better to ask you personally, Master. Master, you can use your magical powers to find out their identities. What are the conditions? What price do we have to pay?"

Fakong sighed.

Li Ying smiled and said: "I believe that everything in the world has its value. There is no priceless thing, and the same is true for life span. Please set the conditions, Master."

Fakong shook his head.

Li Ying said: "Master, if you don't agree, I will keep coming until you agree."

"Why do you have to hang yourself on this tree?" Fakong said with a smile: "Young Master Li, there should be other ways, right? The world is so big, there are countless strange people, especially there are so many strange skills in your Tianmo Secret Book. If you practice one, you can find out the identity of the murderer."

"Master, please tell me the conditions."

"Young Master Li, please do."

"Master!" Li Ying said solemnly: "If the mastermind is not found, such things will happen again. Will you feel at ease at that time?"

"If the person behind the scenes is found, such things will still happen."

"Master, do you know who the person behind the scenes is?"

"I don't know."

"Master, please tell me the conditions." Li Ying said: "No matter what the conditions are, just mention them."

Fakong smiled: "Well, I heard that there is a secret method called the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra. If you can get this Void Fetal Breathing Sutra, I can try to use my magical powers once."

"Void Fetal Breathing Sutra..." Li Ying frowned: "The secret book of Bailian Temple?"

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Li Ying said slowly: "The Void Fetal Breathing Sutra is the secret of the White Lotus Temple. It is useless for others to get it. Without the secret method of the White Lotus Temple to build the foundation, it is impossible to practice it with just a secret book."

Fakong said: "Young Master Li, you don't have to worry about this. This sutra has inspired me a lot, but it's a pity that I got it incomplete."

"...Okay, I will find it for the master!" Li Ying clasped her hands together and bowed, turning around and leaving, not giving Fakong a chance to regret.

Fakong was curious as Li Ying's graceful figure gradually disappeared at the Moon Gate.

I didn't expect that Li Ying also knew the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra. Is the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra so famous?

Why didn't he know it?

When dusk was rising and the lights were on, Lin Feiyang came back.

"Monk Shanyun has been cremated, and Xiyuan Temple didn't make a fuss. After all, suicide is too shameful for them."

Fakong's face changed slightly.

"I saw that he looked peaceful and didn't seem to be in pain at all." Lin Feiyang shook his head and said, "He definitely didn't commit suicide because he was possessed."

Fakong was silent.

"It's so strange..." Lin Feiyang frowned, "Why did he kill Qingluo and her family? It's so strange."

He couldn't figure it out.

Fakong didn't understand it either.

Originally, he wanted to ask Shanyun monk directly, just like asking Zhu Shanhe, but he was a step too late and didn't get the answer.

Then there was only one way, which was to obtain Shanyun monk's memory.

But Shanyun monk was cremated.

This was too fast.

The clues were completely cut off in an instant. Even if he had the Great Light Mantra, it would be useless. He didn't even think about obtaining Shanyun monk's memory.

Once the two died, all clues were cut off to avoid exposing Kunshan Holy Church.

"Abbot, there is a Sima donor outside who wants to see you."

"Please ask him to come over." Fakong walked out.

Sima Xun strode into the gate of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, came to Fakong by the release pond, clasped his hands and bowed deeply: "Thank you for saving my life!"

Fakong clasped his hands and returned the greeting, with a faint expression: "Donor Sima, there is no need to be like this. I saved you not because of you."

"Yes." Sima Xun said: "I know it was because of Si Cheng. Without Si Cheng, the master would not have saved me."

Fakong smiled.

Sima Xun understood the truth very well.

"But no matter who it was, my life was saved by the master!" Sima Xun said in a deep voice: "It is right to say thank you."

Fakong nodded.

"Master, are you also investigating Zhu Shanhe?"

"Oh?"

"I didn't know Zhu Shanhe's background at first, but now I know." Sima Xun said in a deep voice: "Our Tianhai Sword Sect has been secretly investigating something over the years."

Fakong smiled and said: "This should be a secret, right? Forget it, I'd better not listen."

"I think we should let the master know." Sima Xun said slowly: "It's better to be prepared. I suspect that Wang Qingshan was assassinated by this group of people."

Since I can't repay the life-saving grace, I have to show some expression. I can't accept this grace in vain.

Since Master Fakong has shown an extraordinary mind, if I am petty, it will be too humiliating for the face of Tianhai Sword Sect.

Master Fakong should also know about the matter that the sect has been investigating.

Master Fakong has great magical powers, and it is possible that he can investigate deeper than the sect.

This time, I have thoroughly experienced Fakong's magical powers. It is indeed well-deserved and has incredible abilities.

Fakong nodded.

Sima Xun said solemnly: "My senior brother died in Shenjing, and his injury was exactly the same as mine. Before he died, he wrote two small characters on his palm, Kunshan."

"Have you found out about this Kunshan?"

"It is the Kunshan Holy Religion, ... founded by the survivors of the previous dynasty, ... I want to remind you that Prince Xin has something to do with this Kunshan Holy Religion." Sima Xun's eyes were bright.

PS: Update completed.