Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He looked at the four relics.

Under the sun, they are crystal clear, like amber, but extremely hard and far beyond the comparison of amber.

Each relic is the experience of each eminent monk, just like a pearl of memory.

Fakong has been studying memory for a while, so he is particularly sensitive to this and feels that the relic is very strange.

Previously, he did not think too much about the mystery of the relics. He felt that the relics were condensed after the cremation of the eminent monks, and it was understandable that they contained the wisdom of the eminent monks.

Now that I think about it carefully, I feel something is wrong.

Memory is the function of the soul, and the body and the soul are separate. Generally speaking, the relics should be bones and the body.

When the soul leaves the body, the memory is taken with it. How can it remain in the body, or even in the bones?

No matter how you think about it, something doesn't feel right.

I am still far away from the secret of the soul, and few of my memories touch on this aspect.

Even the magical method such as the Void Fetal Breath Sutra is not involved, it is just a method of spiritual application.

He shook his head helplessly, and placed the light yellow relic between his eyebrows. His eyes were in a trance, thunder was heard in his ears, his mind was empty, the Medicine Buddha statue shone slightly, and a bead of memory appeared between his eyebrows.

The memory of Monk Tianwu entered his mind.

…

The red one is the colorless monk, the dark green one is the Jingren monk, and the last one is the Huayun monk.

After a while, Fakong looked up at the blue sky, slightly in a trance.

Unexpectedly, not only masters with rigorous cultivation became the first rank, but also evil monks also entered the first rank.

Except for Monk Tianwu, who is an eminent monk and a great virtue, the other three monks are all evil monks and practice evil practices.

The red colorless monk has a killing habit and can be said to have killed at least a thousand people in his lifetime, not including the innocent people who were implicated.

The dark green ninja monk is as killing as Asura.

However, the lavender monk Huayun is as lustful as his soul. He can be said to have killed a thousand people in his life, and he has ridden at least a thousand women on his crotch.

It is not surprising that Monk Tianwu entered the first level. He practiced authentic Buddhism, but Wise, Jingren, and Huayun were completely evil monks. They still knew their minds and saw their nature and entered the first level.

This greatly increased Fakong's understanding of the mind and nature, and he could vaguely touch his own nature.

He felt that it wouldn't take long before he could reach the first rank.

Then you can let go and worry less.

During lunch, Lin Feiyang and the others washed up and sat at the table to eat happily.

Especially Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo enjoyed the most delicious food.

Carrying mud in baskets consumes a lot of physical energy, which is different from the consumption of practicing martial arts, which whets their appetite.

Lin Feiyang devoured it for a while, then slowly slowed down: "By the way, someone in the capital is selling divine water now."

Fakong nodded.

"Do you know, Abbot?" Lin Feiyang asked curiously.

Fakong shook his head.

"Then why aren't you surprised?"

"This is not a strange thing." Fakong said: "Everyone is trying to make money. How come there is no business for such a precious divine water?"

"I'm surprised." Lin Feiyang said: "It's impossible to leak anything in our temple, and everyone who comes to ask for the divine water, I ask that they drink it on the spot and are not allowed to take it away."

Fakong nodded.

He knew that Lin Feiyang implemented this standard very strictly.

Lin Feiyang frowned and said: "That's strange. They are so strict. How did they get the divine water? There can't be a thief coming in, right?"

Fakong smiled and said: "Let them go. The divine water is open to the public. Those who need it can come and drink it. There is no need to spend money if you really need it."

Lin Feiyang said: "They sold it at an extremely high price and it was a huge profit. It's too much."

"How expensive is it?"

"Such a small bottle costs ten taels of silver." Lin Feiyang took out a small green bottle containing pills from his arms, which was as big as a thumb.

"Ten taels...that's indeed expensive enough." Fakong nodded.

"Ten taels of silver!" Lin Feiyang snorted: "They are not selling this to save lives. They say it is for skin care. It is simply a money grab!"

"Uncle Lin, can this divine water really take care of your skin?" Xu Qingluo asked hurriedly.

"I haven't tried it, so I don't dare to say," Lin Feiyang said, "But those who buy the divine water are either rich or noble, and they are all as smart as monkeys. If it doesn't work, how can you buy it?"

Xu Qingluo's eyes shone: "Then I want to get some. Is it for washing my face?"

"It seems like applying a thin layer on the face, once every night before going to bed, and the skin will be moist and smooth the next day. It is said to be magical." Lin Feiyang said.

Xu Qingluo immediately looked at Fakong: "Master, I also want to apply the divine water on my face."

"Nonsense." Fakong laughed: "You are only a little older, and you are at the tender age. Why are you applying this?"

"Although I am supple and supple, the wind and sun will still hurt my face." Xu Qingluo said hurriedly: "Master!"

"Okay, okay, you can paint it if you want." Fakong agreed.

"Thank you, Master!" Xu Qingluo suddenly smiled.

Zhou Yang opened his mouth to ridicule Smei, but Xu Qingluo stared back, so he had to curl his lips and swallow the words.

Lin Feiyang frowned and said: "I'm just curious, how did they get the divine water out? Did they come here to ask for help, drank the divine water, and then vomited it out after they got out?"

"Uncle Lin!" Xu Qingluo suddenly shouted: "We are eating!"

Lin Feiyang chuckled and scratched his head: "I'm just very curious about how to get the magic water out. There are no thieves and I force them to drink it all. There is only one way."

Xu Qingluo stared at him angrily.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore." Lin Feiyang said with a smile: "If those wealthy ladies and ladies know that the magic water they apply is saliva, hehe..."

"Uncle Lin!" Xu Qingluo said angrily.

"Okay, I really won't say anything this time." Lin Feiyang said hurriedly.

Fakong glanced at Monk Huiling with a smile.

Monk Huiling said hurriedly: "Abbott, what do you think I am doing? I have nothing to do with Shenshui!"

Fakong smiled.

Monk Huiling hurriedly said loudly: "Abbott, don't you believe it?"

Lin Feiyang stared at Monk Hui Ling in confusion, but Monk Hui Ling did not look at him and turned his eyes elsewhere.

Lin Feiyang had a flash of inspiration, his head was spinning extremely fast today, and he suddenly realized and slapped the table: "A traitor!"

"It's a thief but not a thief, it's ugly!" Monk Huiling said hurriedly.

Lin Feiyang chuckled and patted the table, pointing at Monk Huiling: "It turns out it was you, old monk, who stole the divine water!"

"What am I!" Monk Huiling waved his hand: "Hurry up and eat. After eating, there are still things to do."

"What's the matter? You're stealing the divine water and selling it, right?!" Lin Feiyang chuckled and said, "Old monk, you didn't see it, you are so shameless!"

"Nonsense!" Monk Huiling stared: "Who is so shameless!"

"Whoever steals the divine water is shameless." Lin Feiyang said slowly and calmly, with sarcasm on his lips: "It's hard to guard against domestic thieves!"

Everyone looked at Monk Huiling with doubts and doubts.

Xu Qingluo looked at Lin Feiyang and then at Monk Huiling: "Uncle Lin, please don't wrong our ancestors."

"If I really want to wrong him, I will eat backwards!" Lin Feiyang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Old monk, do you dare to tell the truth?"

Fakong waved his hands and said: "Okay, the sacred water belongs to the outer temple and belongs to all of us. Whoever wants to take it can take it, no thieves or no thieves."

"That's right." Monk Huiling said hurriedly: "I call it taking, not stealing!"

"Haha!" Lin Feiyang sneered with a strange sound.

Faning asked in a low voice: "Uncle Master, where is the silver needed? How much silver is missing?"

"Ahem." Monk Huiling said uncomfortably: "It's a little missing, but not that much."

"I understand." Lin Feiyang said, "You want to buy some precious antiques again, right?"

Monk Huiling said angrily: "You know everything!"

Lin Feiyang said: "Then what are you going to do?"

"How can I collect it without money?" Monk Huiling said, "Is it possible to rob it? I only scoop out a ladle of divine water every day and go out to sell it for some money. If I buy the treasure, I won't sell it."

Lin Feiyang said: "Old monk, can you come up with this idea? Was it instigated by old monk Zhiyuan?"

"Xiao Linzi, you are so troublesome." Monk Huiling said angrily: "The two of us are working together to open a shop, and his woman will run it. She is idle anyway. I didn't expect that the divine water could be sold for so much. So good, I made a lot of money!”

Lin Feiyang chuckled and said: "You will get half of it when we meet. Old monk, you have made money, should you get one point?"

"Minute, split, split." Monk Huiling hummed, "Half of it will be left in the temple, and half of it will be kept by me."

"That's pretty much it." Lin Feiyang said proudly: "With the money, we can repair the golden body in the temple."

Fakong shook his head: "There is no need to cultivate the golden body, and there is no need to leave the silver in the temple. Uncle, let's buy the treasure first."

"Abbot..." Monk Huiling scratched his bald head and said sheepishly: "That is indeed a treasure. It is a golden bowl. It should be a personal belonging of a certain eminent monk. There are also words engraved on the bowl. I don't know. Unknown words.”

Fa Kong was curious.

Monk Huiling said: "As soon as I saw this golden bowl, I knew it was a treasure. Unfortunately, the collector is also an expert. Especially considering that I am a monk, I was even more open-minded."

"In this way..." Fakong muttered: "Then let Junior Sister Ning collect it for you."

"I have paid part of the money, and he will keep it and not sell it to others." Monk Huiling said.

Fakong smiled: "Just leave it to Junior Sister Ning."

"...Okay." Monk Fang Kong insisted, and could only say: "Don't make any mistakes, I have to accept the golden bowl."

As he spoke, he took out a dozen banknotes from his arms and handed them to Fa Kong.

Fa Kong took it and put it in his sleeve.

"Old monk, you are so stupid." Lin Feiyang snorted: "If you need money, go find the bandits. You can definitely get some money. How fast."

"Why are bandits so easy to find? Otherwise, they would have been wiped out long ago, and it would be our turn?"

"Then rob the rich and give to the poor. Those people who were ruthless for the sake of wealth robbed him and didn't dare to say anything."

"It's just a bad idea." Monk Huiling curled his lips: "It would be a shame to do such a thing!"

At night, Fakong went to Ning Zhenzhen and asked her to find a way to pocket the golden bowl.

Ning Zhenzhen laughed non-stop after hearing what happened to Monk Huiling, finding it interesting.

For her, it was indeed a piece of cake.

At noon the next day.

Li Ying appeared in front of Fakong with an ugly face.

Seeing how ugly her face was, Fakong didn't ask any questions. He just looked at her and waited for her to speak.

"Sister Li, please drink tea." Xu Qingluo held two cups of tea on a wooden tray.

Li Ying forced a smile and thanked her.

Xu Qingluo stood aside holding the wooden plate, wanting to listen to what they were talking about.

Fakong did not wave her away, but looked at Li Ying.

Li Ying said slowly: "Did you see it?"

"Um?"

"About the assassination of Kunshan Holy Cult."

"What assassination?"

"Pretending to be confused!"

"I'm really confused." Fakong smiled and said, "Don't get carried away, just say it, I'm listening."