Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"It's time to eat..." Lin Feiyang's shout interrupted Fakong's thoughts.

He simply put aside the question.

Everyone has their own destiny. What they can do is not to manage others, but to manage themselves.

Enter the first rank as soon as possible.

Gain enough merit as soon as possible to practice the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art and achieve true immortality.

He always felt uneasy about relying on the Medicine Buddha statue for immortality.

This is also due to obsessive-compulsive disorder and insecurity.

Monk Huiling jumped down and sat at the stone table.

Faning brought Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo from the Pagoda Garden. The two younger ones helped Lin Feiyang to serve the dishes. Faning's burly body like a bear slowly sat next to Fakong.

"Brother, have you caught Qingluo's enemy?"

"He has committed suicide."

"Does that count as revenge?"

"... count as it." Fakong said.

In fact, this matter is not considered completed, because there is an important question that has not been clarified: why did they kill Xu Enzhi.

Is it because of personal grudges, or other reasons?

He always felt uneasy until this mystery was solved.

Fortunately, Xu Enzhi knew that there would be no danger for at least three months, so he would wait and see him after three months.

After all, he was Qingluo's father, so he couldn't just ignore him.

"Master, what about that?" Fakong said, "Have you figured it out? Did Chenghai Dao just let it go? Didn't they think of revenge?"

"We are on guard." Monk Huiling stared at a plate of crystal clear meat cake, swallowing his saliva.

He had the most power to resist this crystal meat cake. He wanted to swallow it all in one bite, but he also wanted to eat it slowly, one bite at a time, until the end of time, and he could never eat enough.

He felt that Lin Feiyang's cooking skills were fully utilized in this crystal meat cake, even beyond his normal performance. Its unique fragrance and taste were intoxicating, making people forget other meat flavors, and the lingering aftertaste made people fascinated.

Fakong said: "How many first-grade masters are there in Chenghai Dao?"

"I think there are ten." Monk Huiling said absentmindedly: "Ten should be about the same."

Monk Faning said in surprise: "Grandmaster, there are ten first-grade masters in Chenghai Dao?"

"What a fuss!" Monk Huiling finally took his eyes off the crystal meat cake and his thoughts back, snorting: "Is this strange?"

"I didn't expect them to be so strong!" Faning sighed.

Monk Huiling said disdainfully: "After all, the Demon Sect is also a top inheritance. Among the six paths, Chenghai Dao is the strongest. Is ten first-grade masters considered a lot? I think it's still too few. Think about how many first-grade masters we have in Vajra Temple?"

"How many are there?" Faning asked curiously: "Grandmaster, are there ten?"

"More than that." Monk Huiling said proudly: "Otherwise, why are we so tough in Vajra Temple?"

Faning smiled.

Zhou Yang said: "Master, work hard and strive to reach the first rank as soon as possible!"

"Hey, little Zhou Yang, you are so arrogant." Lin Feiyang laughed and said: "It's not that easy to reach the first rank!"

"It's not difficult for Master!" Zhou Yang proudly puffed up his chest.

Faning waved his big hand like a palm leaf fan, telling him not to brag and not to brag for himself.

Xu Qingluo said: "Grandfather, the Chenghai Dao didn't take revenge because they didn't dare, or did they have other plans and wanted to strike with thunder?"

"They didn't dare." Monk Huiling said proudly: "They should weigh their own weight. They really think that they can do whatever they want with ten first rank. Humph, this time let them know that the first rank can also die!"

Thinking of this, he smiled. Killing Master Murong made him feel relieved. After his mind was clear, his cultivation level also increased.

Fakong was thoughtful, and his eyes suddenly became deep.

Monk Huiling immediately restrained his smile and looked at him solemnly.

Everyone stopped talking and laughing and stared at Fakong.

Fakong's eyes returned to their original state and he smiled: "For the time being, they really haven't made any unusual moves, but we can't be careless..."

"Haha..." Monk Huiling didn't wait for Fakong to finish his words, and jumped up with joy and went into the woods outside the high wall.

He had been waiting for Fakong to say this.

Lin Feiyang curled his lips: "I went to report the good news to Master Zhiyuan. Master Zhiyuan must be worried too."

Fakong nodded.

His great-grandfather killed a first-rank monk himself, so he knew that a first-rank monk was not unkillable, and they were also first-rank monks, so they were tough on the surface, but in fact they were also worried.

What if Chenghai Dao sent a first-rank monk desperately, or even colluded with the first-rank monks of the other five paths of the Demon Sect, they would not be able to stop it and would die.

Now with Fakong's heavenly eye, he was relieved.

Walking on Xuanwu Avenue, the sun was shining on his head.

Chu Yu looked at Fan Ningyu helplessly.

Fan Ningyu was stopping in front of a jade shop, bargaining with the shopkeeper, insisting on buying a pair of jade bracelets.

But she complained that the price was too expensive.

In Chu Yu's opinion, this pair of jade bracelets was moist and green, and the asking price of 150 taels was not expensive.

But Fan Ningyu insisted on lowering the price to 100 taels. The shopkeeper refused and looked determined, so she bargained with him.

She said that although the jade looked good, the acquired processing skills were superb, hiding the clumsiness and showing the skill, and it was not innate quality.

Such jade bracelets can be used to fool laymen, and everyone is an expert, so there is no need to charge such a high price.

Selling it for 100 taels is already a high price. If it is higher, it is black-hearted.

The shopkeeper did not admit it.

Fan Ningyu pointed out one by one where there were flaws, where there were defects, and where the carving was a little worse.

Chu Yu had no choice but to watch from the side. He couldn't get a word in. He felt that the Fan Ningyu in front of him was not the same person as the Fan Ningyu in his impression.

Fan Ningyu finally got the pair of jade bracelets. The shopkeeper sent her out of the shop like a plague god for a hundred taels of silver.

Fan Ningyu smiled happily, looking at the jade bracelets and laughing happily: "Grandma likes jade bracelets. She will definitely like them. When she recovers from her illness, she will wear new jade bracelets and be happy. It's great!"

Chu Yu could only nod.

He really didn't know what to say.

Praise her filial piety?

But the way she bargained just now really made it impossible for him to praise her.

Fan Ningyu suddenly turned her head and said: "You think I shouldn't bargain with him. It's too low, right?"

"... about the same." Chu Yu answered frankly.

Fan Ningyu snorted: "It's only worth 100 taels, but you insisted on buying it with 150 taels of silver. Do you know how much you can buy with 50 taels of silver? Do you know that 50 taels of silver is enough for a family of three to eat and wear for a year?"

"..." Chu Yu was speechless.

Fan Ningyu rolled her eyes at him and said, "You don't understand these things at all, and you don't care about them. You don't care about people's livelihood, and you don't care about the sufferings of the world. You only have your own little thoughts!"

"Alas!" Chu Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm ashamed."

Fan Ningyu said, "That Miss Ning's friendship with Master Fakong is unusual, but what...?"

"Miss Fan, what are you thinking about!" Chu Yu said seriously, "The relationship between Vajra Temple and Mingyue Temple is the closest. Fakong is a disciple of Vajra Temple, and Miss Ning is a disciple of Mingyue Temple. It is natural for the two to be closer."

"It seems that I misunderstood." Fan Ningyu nodded: "I always feel that Miss Ning is a little too close to Master Fakong."

"They have experienced life and death together, so of course they are close." Chu Yu said, "But Miss Ning's wisdom and enlightenment are already perfect, and there will never be any love between men and women."

Fan Ningyu smiled and looked at him a few times.

Chu Yu felt inexplicably guilty, and turned his head and said, "Why don't we say goodbye now? It's getting late, and we should go back to eat."

He felt that he couldn't hold on, so he had better leave quickly.

Fan Ningyu rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm like a tigress. Everyone hides when they see me. Fakong is like this, and so are you."

"Miss Fan misunderstood." Chu Yu shook his head, "Then goodbye."

After he said that, he didn't wait for Fan Ningyu to speak, and hurriedly accelerated.

Fan Ningyu followed him, her clothes fluttering, her temperament elegant: "Do you think I'm not so good now, and not so uncomfortable?"

Chu Yu was stunned.

Fan Ningyu's eyes were like water, and she chuckled: "So, the love between men and women is as thin as paper and can't be beaten. Why pursue this?"

Chu Yu kept walking and frowned at her.

Fan Ningyu smiled faintly, as if he had changed into a different person, suddenly becoming a free and unrestrained temperament: "So I disdain this, and want to pursue something more real and solid,... Unfortunately, Fakong doesn't want to say it at all, and I doubt he doesn't understand it either."

"With Fakong's wisdom, he understands, but he doesn't like to talk too much and doesn't like to change others." Chu Yu shook his head and said, "He often said that everyone has their own destiny and their own fate."

Fan Ningyu showed a disdainful look: "Huh, you are stingy and stingy, and you are still a great monk."

Chu Yu shook his head.

Fan Ningyu said: "Don't worry, I won't ask you to help introduce me again. It's better not to meet such a great monk."

Chu Yu opened his mouth and shook his head.

Fakong would never easily instruct others. It's okay in front of himself, but in front of others, the monk's airs are still full.

And Miss Fan is arrogant. Seeing Fakong like this, she doesn't want to ask him for advice, and thinks Fakong is nothing great.

After all the talk, I still haven't seen Fakong's power in person.

He was so arrogant, according to Fakong, he just didn't get beaten up enough.

What can I say?

If I say how powerful Fakong is, Miss Fan might think that I am biased towards my friend. I can't say how bad Fakong is.

"Let's go back to Prince Xin's Mansion. My grandma is still there."

When the two returned to Prince Xin's Mansion and came to the back garden, Zhou Jingling was still there, and Fan Ye and Chu Xiang were drinking.

Fan Ye had asked someone to bring ten jars of wine, and he and Chu Xiang had already drunk two jars. They were flushed, and they were arm in arm, calling each other brothers.

Zhou Jingling and Xu Miaoru were playing chess in another pavilion, and Xiaotao and Xiaoxing were waiting on the side.

Seeing the two coming back, Fan Ye and Chu Xiang, Xu Miaoru and Zhou Jingling all looked over, and several eyes wandered over them.

At this time, Fakong had seen Li Ying again.

The two of them looked at each other silently by the release pond.

"Master Fakong, I need your help." Li Ying stared at him and said slowly.

She was dressed in black, which made her skin look like snow, and her delicate melon seeds were as white as jade carvings. She shook her head and sighed: "About the matter of Ziyang Pavilion."

Fakong looked at her with a smile.

"Master, what else do you need? Tell me." Li Ying said resignedly.

"There's really nothing missing." Fakong said: "Young Master Li, is there anything wrong with the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra?"

"Master, why do you say that!" Li Ying said solemnly: "I will never do such a thing."

Fakong shook his head: "It's not that I think Young Master Li will do something wrong, but I'm afraid that there is something wrong with this secret book."