Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Lin Feiyang said: "But, I think it's a bit troublesome."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

"I think they seem to believe in this holy water more than the rejuvenation spell." Lin Feiyang shook his head and said: "They think that this holy water is enough, and the rejuvenation spell is probably thrown aside."

Fakong nodded.

This is the water that was contaminated by the rejuvenation spell he blessed on the copper jar. It has the power of the rejuvenation spell, but its power is not even one-tenth of the rejuvenation spell.

Although the power is not as strong as the rejuvenation spell, its effect is not something that ordinary panaceas can achieve.

"People nowadays..." Lin Feiyang shook his head, with a speechless expression: "Only believe what you see."

"Throw away the rejuvenation spell written by Master? In the final analysis, you still don't believe in Master." Xu Qingluo was angry and snorted: "Just wait and see them regret it!"

"Everyone has their own fate." Fakong didn't force it.

What was wasted was just a rejuvenation spell of his own. He wrote the rejuvenation spell in the Wheel of Time Tower in one stroke, and it could be finished in just a few breaths.

If someone recites the Rejuvenation Mantra seriously, he will seize the opportunity and save his life. If he fails to seize it, no one can blame him.

If one is truly in despair, he will not miss any opportunity. Even if he knows it is illusory, he will still try his best to seize it.

Such people are easily cured by the Rejuvenation Mantra and become his believers.

Others, who are half-believing and half-doubting, may not become believers even if they get the benefits of the Rejuvenation Mantra.

"You are still too broad-minded, monk." Lin Feiyang shook his head and said, "I am so angry. People really can't be pitied!"

Fakong pushed the door and went out. He came to the center of the yard, stretched his waist for a long time, and his face was solemn.

The morning air was as clear as a cold spring.

The birds on the back mountain were chirping non-stop, pleasant and noisy.

Fakong changed his usual smile and became solemn.

After practicing the Yushu chapter, he did pull the memory bead of Master Murong into the red mole between the eyebrows of Medicine Buddha.

He obtained Master Murong's life memory, transformed into Master Murong and lived again. After his life, the strong regret of Master Murong's unfulfilled ambitions lingered in his heart for a long time and could not be eliminated.

Experiencing other people's memories, their regrets were just unwilling to die and did not want to die.

But Master Murong's regret was the endless regret of unfulfilled ambitions and the endless regret of dying without realizing the long-cherished wish for generations.

This is a shocking secret.

Master Murong turned out to be a member of the Dayi royal family, the 19th generation of the Dayi royal family, although there were 12 princes in his generation, and he was just one of them.

But this identity is already extraordinary.

More importantly, he is also an elder of Chenghai Dao, one of the great masters of Chenghai Dao, and a person who influences the decision-making of Chenghai Dao.

If it weren't for his bad luck and insufficient foundation, he might have become the Taoist master of Chenghai Dao.

The Taoist master of Chenghai Dao not only needs martial arts, but also needs sufficient wisdom.

And the so-called wisdom is actually people's impression.

In this regard, he did not do well enough. He was too aloof and unsociable, so he was not popular in Chenghai Dao.

After all, as a member of the Great Yi royal family, he was born with noble blood. How could he regard himself as an ordinary person? He was inevitably arrogant.

When he became a grandmaster, he liberated his nature and became more arrogant.

But the grandmaster was already qualified to be arrogant. Although his popularity was not good, his status was not affected.

Fakong paced in the yard with his hands behind his back.

"Master." Xu Qingluo brought water in a wooden basin and said with a smile: "Is it better to sleep in your own room?"

"Almost, how about you?" Fakong started to wash and asked casually.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "I sleep better here, more peaceful and peaceful, and the breath is more refreshing and pleasant."

Fakong smiled and nodded.

With the watering of the divine water, the flowers, plants and trees in the outer courtyard are more lush, which is not available in other places, and the air is of course better.

Fakong nodded, took the towel she handed over, and asked calmly: "Didn't you go to practice?"

"Master!" Xu Qingluo said hurriedly: "I'm helping you to bring water. I'm showing my filial piety to you. There's no rush to practice."

Fakong said: "Your best filial piety to me is to practice well."

"Master, Uncle Lin is clumsy. When does he spill water when he brings water?" Xu Qingluo said: "I will go to practice right after I finish serving you."

"Not allowed tomorrow. Practice well and don't be lazy."

"..."

"Hmm?"

"Yes!" Xu Qingluo answered weakly.

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Your filial piety is fake, but you are really lazy!"

"Master!" Xu Qingluo felt that she had suffered a great injustice.

"Hurry up and practice!"

"Hmph, let's go!"

Xu Qingluo picked up the wooden basin and went lightly.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Xu Qingluo has been taking Taiyin Fruit, and her aptitude has been constantly improving. Looking at her petite body, her strength is far better than that of an adult man.

But Zhou Yang has also been eating Taiyin Fruit.

So it is difficult for her to suppress Zhou Yang, but it is no problem to suppress others, and it is reasonable for her to surpass her peers in the future.

He continued to pace in the yard with his hands behind his back, thinking about Master Murong.

Master Murong's matter made his back slightly cold.

Master Murong, as one of the twelve star masters of Kunshan Holy Church, unexpectedly became the grandmaster of Chenghai Dao.

What about the other eleven star masters?

Are they in Kunshan Holy Church or in the major sects?

Chenghai Dao, as one of the top sects of the Demon Sect, was actually infiltrated by a prince of Dayi. How incredible is it?

Chenghai Dao has many extraordinary skills and secret techniques. When you reach the middle level, the elders will secretly investigate and even test you with extraordinary skills to judge your loyalty to Chenghai Dao.

The real high-level and core disciples of Chenghai Dao are often from those who have a clean family background and have been worshipped by Chenghai Dao since childhood.

Master Murong is such a disciple.

Then there will be other disciples of Kunshan Holy Church who have also worshipped other sects since childhood and become the pillars of the sect?

Just think about it and you will know how amazing it is.

Kunshan Holy Church can infiltrate a state and control the government of a state, what about other state governments?

And now we know that Kunshan Holy Church can infiltrate a sect and become a grandmaster of a sect, what about other sects?

Lin Feiyang suddenly appeared: "Abbot, there is Prince Jingbei outside who wants to see you."

Fakong frowned.

Lin Feiyang said, "Prince Jingbei brought a lot of people, all carrying big wine jars."

"Hmm?"

"I heard that Prince Jingbei likes wine and has collected a lot of good wine." Lin Feiyang laughed and said, "Monk, don't you think the wine in Guanyun Tower is a little lacking in taste?"

"What wine or no wine?" Fakong said lightly, "...then please invite Prince Jingbei in."

Lin Feiyang laughed and disappeared in a flash.

Outside the gate of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, Prince Jingbei Fan Ye was wearing a purple robe with a golden dragon embroidered on his chest. He looked at the plaque with his hands behind his back and nodded in admiration: "The emperor's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and his skills are becoming more and more evident."

Beside him stood Fan Ningyu, wearing a green pleated skirt and a long sword hanging from her waist. She was less heroic and more gentle.

"Grandpa, the emperor's handwriting is becoming more and more evident, but your flattery skills have not improved."

"Bad girl!" Fan Ye pointed at him.

Fan Ningyu smiled and said, "Grandpa, do you really think that giving him these wines will make him happy?"

"It's best to cater to his tastes. You are such a smart girl, how could you not understand that?"

"I'm afraid he will be embarrassed." Fan Ningyu smiled and said, "As a famous monk, you are greedy for wine. Isn't it bad for your reputation?"

"Monks can't drink?" Fan Ye waved his hand: "Bad girl, you should talk less later."

"Okay!" Fan Ningyu agreed with a smile.

"Squeak!" The door slowly opened.

Fakong walked out slowly in a purple and gold cassock, calm and composed, with the dignity of a monk.

Fan Ye hurried forward and bowed from a distance.

"Amitabha, Prince Fan, I am sorry for not coming to meet you from afar." Fakong bowed in return and bowed to Fan Ningyu.

Fan Ningyu bowed with a smile.

"Hehe..." Fan Ye smiled before he spoke, full of enthusiasm: "Master, please be polite to me."

Fakong smiled and extended his hand to invite him.

"Let them send the things in first." Fan Ye waved his hand: "Send them in, be careful, if you break a jar, you will be fined ten years of salary!"

"Yes." Thirty-six strong men responded, bent down and picked up two large jars of wine, and entered the yard carefully.

Fakong stepped aside to make way.

Lin Feiyang had already come forward and directed them to the back and put the wine in the corner of the pagoda garden.

A total of 72 large jars of wine, piled together, were extremely spectacular.

Lin Feiyang laughed.

Fakong invited Fan Ye and Fan Ningyu to the release pond.

Fan Ye did not sit down, but bent down to observe the turtles still sleeping under the water, and sighed: "These turtles are blessed."

Fakong laughed: "Why do you say that, Your Majesty?"

"To be able to be influenced day and night in such a noble place, and to live a long life, is really a blessing, it is cultivated in the previous life."

Fan Ningyu laughed: "Grandpa, these turtles can't understand the Buddhist scriptures, they just happened to fall into the hands of Master Fakong and others."

"What do you know, girl!" Fan Ye glared at her unhappily: "You are not a turtle, how do you know that they can't understand the Buddhist scriptures?"

"I..." Fan Ningyu was speechless.

Fan Ye glared at her fiercely: "You are just ruining my show. If you talk nonsense again, go back first!"

"Yes, yes." Fan Ningyu hurriedly raised her jade hand to beg for mercy: "I won't talk anymore, just open my ears and close my mouth."

"Humph, this is more like it." Fan Ye was satisfied, and smiled apologetically to Fakong: "This girl is spoiled by her father, sorry."

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

In his opinion, it was not that they spoiled her, but that Fan Ningyu's nature was like this and could not be suppressed.

"Master, will you hold a grand ceremony in a few days?"

"Yes." Fakong said, "All living beings suffer, and if you can help, you should help, which can also be regarded as cultivating some merits."

"This is a great merit!" Fan Ye praised, "Master, don't worry, I will find someone to help and take good care of the patients who come to the ceremony!"

"Then thank you, Your Highness." Fakong did not refuse.

This kind of ceremony does need organizers and coordinators. The previous rain-praying ceremony was organized by Prince Xin and his men.

If we only rely on the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple this time, it will be stretched and there will inevitably be chaos. If someone takes the opportunity to cause trouble, it will be even more troublesome.

Fan Ye waved his hand: "It's a small matter, but it's also a great merit. How can I miss it? Hey, in fact, if I don't help, Prince Xin will help. He originally manages these things. With the relationship between you, he will definitely not sit idly by."

"Prince Xin..." Fakong shook his head and smiled: "He is very busy now, so how can he have time to take care of this matter."

"He is indeed very busy these two days." Fan Ye shook his head, looking indignant: "There are too many memorials impeaching him in the court, and he has been left behind by the emperor for a lesson. He has to go to the palace to be scolded every day!"

PS: Update completed, sorry for the late update, I will try to update it earlier tomorrow!