Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Sister Zhou, don't let your imagination run wild. I'll ask Master Fakong to help you see if he can cure it today."

"Master Fakong? Could it be that monk Fakong?" Zhou Jingling thought for a moment and thought of Fakong.

Her eyes lit up.

In fact, she had always wanted to ask Fakong, but after a few monks came, the prince completely gave up on the monks.

As for Master Fakong... Usually, the prince disdained Master Fakong the most, thinking that he was a liar, a treacherous villain who fooled the people and the world, and he was really not worthy of being called a monk.

She didn't want to go against the prince's mind.

What's more, this Master Fakong showed the ability to call the wind and rain, but he didn't show the ability to cure diseases.

After all, compared with the magical power of calling the wind and rain, curing diseases is more important, and more important to pilgrims.

In Shenjing, people are not afraid of drought, but they are afraid of illness. Birth, aging, illness and death are the things that people in Shenjing are most concerned about.

With so many pilgrims, if the Vajra Temple really had the ability to cure diseases, it would have spread long ago, but no one has said anything.

Xu Miaoru smiled and said, "If you want to talk about Master Fakong, his best skill is not the great supernatural power of calling the wind and rain, but curing diseases. You should have heard of my illness, Sister Zhou, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Jingling nodded gently.

Princess Xin suffers from a strange disease, which is a terminal illness. There is no medicine to cure it, and medicine and stone are ineffective.

This is known to most people in Shenjing City, especially those in the officialdom.

Among the several princes, Prince Xin acted too outrageously.

Many people who hated Prince Xin secretly applauded, saying that this was called retribution. As a royal noble, he was protected by the dragon vein purple qi. If it didn't come to him, then it would come to his princess.

But later, inexplicably, Princess Xin's illness was cured, and everyone thought they had found a panacea.

Prince Xin's Mansion kept this matter secret, and it was difficult for outsiders to know about it, so they gradually turned their attention away and forgot to explore it.

After all, there are many such things. Some strange diseases will be cured inexplicably. Maybe they took some panacea or some natural treasures, or maybe some medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor suddenly worked.

"My illness, the prince has tried every way." Xu Miaoru shook her head gently and smiled bitterly: "So I can understand your feelings, sister Zhou. At the beginning, you will be afraid of death, but slowly, you are not so afraid of death. It's just sleeping and never waking up. Instead, you are reluctant to leave this world, the prince and the children, and even more unwilling to leave at such a young age!"

Zhou Jingling nodded vigorously.

Xu Miaoru's words hit her heart, and it was not wrong at all. This was exactly what she thought.

She held Xu Miaoru's jade hand tightly and felt warm. There was really someone who understood her and understood her.

Xu Miaoru smiled and said, "At this time, Master Fakong came and cured me with Buddhist mantras. So, no matter how Prince Jingbei objects, I will ask Master Fakong to come and see. Master Fakong may not be helpless."

"... So my sister was cured by Master Fakong."

"It is difficult to explain the mystery of Master Fakong's Buddhist mantras." Xu Miaoru shook her head and smiled, "It is also difficult to believe its magic."

"Especially for the prince." Zhou Jingling smiled.

Her body trembled slightly, but the strange thing was that it did not delay her talking, but it was difficult to drink water and eat, and even more difficult to sleep.

So she was like a wilted flower, already dull and haggard, and pitiful.

Xu Miaoru smiled and said, "Fortunately, Prince Fan went out today, otherwise, he would definitely follow you closely."

Zhou Jingling said, "He heard that a miracle doctor came to Shenjing, who is good at treating various difficult and complicated diseases, so he couldn't wait to go."

"Which miracle doctor?"

"Miss Mo." Zhou Jingling said softly, "Mo Wuyou, he came from the south and wants to open a clinic in Shenjing."

"Well, if you want to open a clinic in Shenjing, you can't do it without sufficient medical skills." Xu Miaoru nodded gently: Then you can give it a try, maybe it can really be cured. "

"In fact, this disease is called cold sting disease, which is a terminal illness recorded in medical books. They said it didn't have a name because they didn't want me to know," Zhou Jingling shook her head gently: "If you suffer from this disease, the yin and yang qi in your body are mixed, and medicine is ineffective. The imperial doctors are helpless. There are many miracle doctors in Shenjing City, and it's the same. "

The imperial doctors in the forbidden palace are not famous for nothing. They are all famous miracle doctors in the world. They are invited by the emperor to enter the palace and have their own unique skills.

Almost all the top miracle doctors in the world are in Shenjing. Some are scattered outside, but there are not many.

For cold sting disease, these miracle doctors can't do anything, and the imperial doctors can't do anything either.

"Cold stings..." Xu Miaoru fell into memories, slowly frowning her thin and long eyebrows: "It's really troublesome, the most troublesome thing is the pain,... Sister Zhou, there is no part of your body that doesn't hurt now, right?"

Long-term illness makes a good doctor. She has been bedridden for many years and has read a lot of medical books. She knows about this cold sting disease.

If it is really this disease, then it is indeed ineffective.

She felt pity in her heart, how could she get such a strange disease!

This disease is not only incurable, but also extremely painful. She is suffering from indescribable pain every moment.

Whether it is taking medicine, acupuncture or even regulating vital energy, it is ineffective.

The final way of death for those who suffer from this disease is not death from illness, but self-destruction due to unbearable pain.

"Alas!" Zhou Jingling smiled bitterly: "It's okay."

She was indeed in pain all the time, but this pain could be weakened by diverting thoughts, but there was no way to sleep, and she couldn't sleep because of the pain.

It is said that this pain will gradually increase, rising slowly like a tide. I don't know if I can bear it at that time.

"Master Fakong should be here." Xu Miaoru frowned and glanced in the direction of the Vajra Temple.

As soon as her thoughts came together, her eyes suddenly flashed, and a purple gold cassock appeared. The person wearing the purple gold cassock was Fakong.

"Master, you're here!" Xu Miao smiled like a hibiscus on her face.

Fa Kong stood in the corridor on the lake, smiled, and then smiled at Zhou Jinling: "I have met the two princesses."

"Hurry and show Sister Zhou whether her illness can be cured." Xu Miaoru said hurriedly.

Fakong nodded lightly.

Zhou Jinling looked at Fakong earnestly.

Fakong's eyes suddenly became as deep as an ancient pool, shining faintly on Zhou Jinling, making Zhou Jinling startled.

She felt as if she had been seen through her body and even her soul. She could see her body and heart clearly.

Fa Kong was thoughtful.

"Master...?" Xu Miaoru asked impatiently.

Fakong nodded lightly, formed seals with his hands, and cast a heart-purifying mantra towards Zhou Jinling, followed by three rejuvenating mantras.

Fakong released his hand seal and looked thoughtfully at Zhou Jinling who closed her bright eyes and fell into intoxication, then looked at Xu Miaoru.

Xu Miaoru lowered her voice and asked softly: "Master, what's wrong?"

Fakong shook his head and sighed, and the voice rang in Xu Miaoru's mind: "Don't say anything, it's poisoning."

Xu Miaoru's eyes suddenly widened and her expression changed slightly.

She looked at Fakong in surprise.

Fakong's voice rang in her mind: "Is the friendship between you two good enough?"

"Of course it's great." Xu Miaoru said in her mind.

Fakong's voice rang in her mind: "Oh, it's troublesome."

Xu Miaoru looked pleading.

Fakong's voice then sounded: "I asked Princess Jingbei to pretend that she is not cured. Princess, please quietly find two imperial doctors and take a look at the medicine prescribed by Doctor Mo."

Xu Miaoru was surprised.

"This should be a game, first poison and then detoxify... He is really bold and reaches out to the palace. He is not an ordinary person."

When he said this, his eyes became blank and he used Fate Power.

"Both maids have problems. Princess, don't go out of your way to see them. One of the guards also has a problem. Alas...it's full of holes!"

Xu Miaoru's slender eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fakong's voice continued to ring in her mind: "Let Prince Jingbei ask the priests in the palace to help take a look. There may be fish that have slipped through the net that I haven't seen. Screen them carefully... and your palace,... ...also.”

His eyes opened and illuminated the entire Xinwang Mansion.

His mind's eye now has two states, one state is as seen by ordinary human eyes, and the second state is emitting light.

Everything shines.

As far as the eye could see, the two maids were completely black, with no light at all.

Light is the vitality of human beings. The two maids are living well, how could there be no light? There is only one explanation, they use secret methods to cover up the light.

He couldn't help but think of Zhu Shanhe, the same thing.

This made him wary.

Kunshan Holy Cult!

Looking around the entire Prince Xin Mansion, there were actually four disciples of the Holy Cult of Kunshan, which was shocking and made him even more wary.

The Holy Cult of Kunshan is not as petty as Uncle Master said, but it actually extends its tentacles so long and secretly.

King Xin was born as a general, and he ran the government very strictly. Of course, he was very careful about the origins of the people in the government, to guard against secret spies.

But still couldn't prevent it.

This is true in Prince Xin’s Mansion, let alone other people’s homes.

Prince Xin’s Palace has it, Prince Jingbei’s Palace has it, but other palaces don’t have it? it's out of the question.

The most likely thing is that the Holy Cult of Kunshan has infiltrated all the palaces, not just the palaces, but also the residences of senior officials in the imperial court, and even the forbidden palace.

Fakong directly transmitted the appearance of the four people to Xu Miaoru's mind through his mind: "There is something wrong with the four of them."

Xu Miaoru Furong's face sank slightly.

One of these four people is a servant of the palace, one is a steward of the palace, and the remaining two are ordinary servants.

One is from the prince's courtyard, and the other is from the boss Chu Yan's courtyard. They are both loyal and reliable old people.

"Kunshan Holy Cult..., don't disturb them for now." Fakong's voice continued to ring in her mind: "To scare the snake, these guys from Kunshan Holy Cult are desperate for their lives, and they will be destroyed at every turn."

Xu Miaoru asked in her mind: "Master, what should we do?"

"Let the prince handle it. The prince is good at this." Fakong did not believe that Prince Xin had colluded with the Kunshan Holy Cult.

That was probably a plan. Maybe the Kunshan Holy Cult had been discovered in the palace.

There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the imperial court, which should not be underestimated.

There is no need for me to be troublesome, and there is no need to cause such a big trouble. It is better to let King Xin and the court handle it.

Fakong's voice immediately sounded in the mind of Princess Jingbei Zhou Jingling: "Princess, poor monk Fakong, don't make a sound, don't show your face, you are poisoned... There is something wrong with those two maids, and there is something wrong with the guards. Just pretend it’s not cured later and let nature take its course.”

After he finished speaking, he paid tithes to Xu Miaoru and Zhou Jinling: "This poor monk has no choice but to take his leave. I feel ashamed."

He disappeared in a flash.

To help Xu Miaoru figure out the situation was worthy of her status as his loyal follower.

There is no need to do more of the rest.

Xu Miaoru nodded lightly.

She has long understood Fakong's character and doesn't like trouble.

Obviously Master Fakong didn't want to wade into this muddy water, and he had to find a way to get him out of this matter.