Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong pondered.

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "Do they think you are a threat, so they want to eliminate you?"

Fakong said, "Let me stay away from them..."

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen said, "Since the master said to you stay away from them, they must be able to kill you, so you can't be careless... If the Imperial Observatory has no strength at all, I don't believe that the emperor will let them run wild."

If the Imperial Observatory is not strong enough, even without the emperor's words, others will do it for them and secretly destroy the Imperial Observatory.

Fakong smiled and said, "Well, then listen to the master uncle and stay away from them."

I'm afraid that there will be no way to avoid it at that time.

When he thought of this, his eyes suddenly emitted golden light and shot towards the direction of the Imperial Observatory.

After he sensed the danger of the Imperial Observatory, he never let it go and kept observing in secret.

Unfortunately, there was also fog outside the Imperial Observatory, just like the Forbidden Palace.

But now his golden eyes can break the fog and see the truth.

The mist outside the Imperial Observatory dissipated immediately. The golden eyes saw that the Imperial Observatory was located on a mountain peak, with towers built along the mountain and a palace on the top of the mountain.

This mountain peak was soaring, towering above all other peaks.

Fakong's golden eyes slowly scanned.

There were a total of 72 towers and nine palaces.

The trapezoidal fields were stacked up, planting crops, vegetables, or medicinal herbs, growing slowly under the moonlight.

The towers and palaces were quiet, everything was silent, only some dark walkers were quietly moving to find food.

Fakong suddenly looked at the nine palaces intently.

On the roofs of the nine palaces sat a middle-aged man, sitting cross-legged, facing the sky, breathing in and out towards the bright moon.

A foot away from the nose, there was a faint cloud of moonlight flowing, expanding and contracting.

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.

What kind of miraculous skill is this?

He immediately retracted his gaze to avoid being discovered.

If it were him, even if someone was watching him from a distance, he would be able to sense something strange and track the owner of the gaze.

These nine middle-aged men are all first-grade, all great masters.

The Imperial Observatory only has these nine great masters?

A small Imperial Observatory actually has nine great masters, which sounds amazing, but he inferred that the Imperial Observatory definitely has more than just these nine great masters.

Otherwise, they would not dare to confront the emperor.

They are self-sufficient and form their own world, and do not need external supplies, so they are unscrupulous?

He shook his head.

The Imperial Observatory is indeed dangerous, and it is not advisable to provoke it for the time being.

Of course, if someone from the Imperial Observatory really comes to kill him, then he will kill them in return. After casting the Great Light Mantra, he will know all the details. There is no need to rush now.

They can only threaten him, but they did not do it. There are probably many people in the world who can threaten him, and it is impossible to eliminate them one by one.

If he steps into the first grade, there will be not many people who can threaten him.

The key is to reach the first rank as soon as possible.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at his eyes curiously.

Fakong smiled and said, "The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art has trained the eyes."

He felt that it was not just the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art that caused his eyes to change when he often used the divine eye. Therefore, the power of merit changed and there was such a change.

I am afraid that other people who practiced the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art did not have such a strange appearance, otherwise it should have been recorded long ago.

"Brother, according to the master's words, the emperor can avoid it if he can, the Imperial Observatory can avoid it if he can, and the princes can also avoid it if they can."

Ning Zhenzhen was not worried that these words would make Fakong disgusted, dissatisfied, or even angry.

Because Fakong is a person who seeks stability and leisure.

"Yes, that's right." Fakong nodded.

He glanced at the direction of the Forbidden Palace.

If there was no Kunshan Holy Religion, of course he would avoid it if he could, stay away from the Forbidden Palace, and not touch it.

But the Kunshan Holy Cult is not something that can be avoided by oneself. They are already killing oneself, and there is no way to avoid it, so one can only take the initiative to attack. Only by solving this threat can one live a carefree life.

Then the two chatted again. Ning Zhenzhen talked about some of the things that happened to her as the Secretary, and also talked about Li Ying.

"Young Master Li is indeed in a bad situation." Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "Obviously someone deliberately spread the rumor that she is incompetent and unlucky, and is not suitable to be a secretary, but can only be a clerk."

"Her original boss?"

"Boss? Zhao Mengchuan of Xueping Dao?"

"Zhao Mengchuan..." Fakong nodded: "What about this person?"

"He has a very good reputation in the Green Clothes Internal Department." Ning Zhenzhen said: "He is serious and responsible, fair and strict, and is unanimously supported by everyone, and has a very high reputation."

Fakong laughed: "It seems that Young Master Li is indeed in a bad situation."

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head slightly: "Cantian Dao and Xueping Dao are Most people know that they are mortal enemies. No one finds it strange that Zhao Mengchuan makes things difficult for her. Instead, they think it is reasonable. "

"Is there any hope for her to turn the situation around?"

"It's difficult, very difficult," Ning Zhenzhen shook her head: "Unless she makes another great contribution, but now the great contribution is mainly for Kunshan Holy Church, but Kunshan Holy Church is not so easy to deal with, and this contribution is not so easy to make."

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes seemed to smile: "Brother, you care about Miss Li very much."

Fakong said: "She is from the internal department, and she is well-informed. If she can be promoted, she will naturally be more well-informed and can help you."

Ning Zhenzhen smiled.

The two planned Ziyang Pavilion just for information.

Although Mingyue Temple has two properties, Mingyue Medicine Building and Mingyue Embroidery Building, as well as Jingyuan, the information is scattered, disordered, and peripheral, and it is difficult to explore the court.

If I want to continue to be promoted, I need news from the court. Maybe a piece of news will become an important clue and make a great contribution.

Without my own eyes and ears, it would be too difficult to make contributions by luck.

Of course, I can also rely on Brother Fakong for help, but I don’t want to do so. Friendship will eventually deteriorate if you just ask for it without giving.

She frowned her beautiful eyebrows and pondered: "Brother, now it seems that she is being suppressed by Zhao Mengchuan and it is difficult for her to turn over for the time being."

Then she shook her head gently: "In fact, her luck is really not good. It can only be said that her official career is unlucky and she met such a boss."

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes flashed, and she chuckled: "Brother, if you want to help Miss Li, there is a good way."

"Forget it." Fakong shook his head.

He knew what Ning Zhenzhen was going to say: get rid of Zhao Mengchuan.

But he didn't want to use this method.

If Ning Zhenzhen encountered such a situation, he could find a way to get rid of the other party, but Li Ying, that was unnecessary.

Ning Zhenzhen didn't persuade him anymore and talked about some trivial matters again.

Half an hour later, Fakong returned to his room, sat cross-legged on the couch, and bathed in the cold moonlight.

He was thinking about what happened that day and reflecting on himself.

Tianyantong looked at Prince Xin and found that he had not attacked the main altar in the next three months. Now it seems that the emperor really doesn't believe in himself.

This is also normal.

The current emperor will not trust anyone easily, let alone be led by anyone.

If the emperor doesn't give an order, he can't mobilize so many grandmasters.

It is impossible for him to attack the main altar of Kunshan Holy Church alone, but he can't do anything to them.

But he knew the main altar clearly, but he couldn't do anything. This taste is not good, and he is very unwilling.

Not to mention that I am not at the first rank now, even if I reach the first rank, I can't do anything to them, I still have to gather my strength.

First, I have to find out the details of the Kunshan Holy Church headquarters in order to act.

"Lin Feiyang."

"... Here."

Lin Feiyang walked out of the shadows.

He yawned: "It's so late, what else is there?"

"Go to the Kunshan Holy Church headquarters, stay away, don't get close."

"Where?!"

Lin Feiyang's sleepy eyes widened and his eyes suddenly brightened: "Did I hear it right?"

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang leaned over.

Fakong pointed his left index finger at his forehead and sent him the location of the Kunshan Holy Church headquarters.

Lin Feiyang closed his eyes, and his eyelids rolled, revealing that his eyeballs were moving rapidly. After a moment, he opened his eyes, his eyes shining: "It's actually there! Not far away, I'll go and have a look."

"Remember not to get too close." Fakong said: "I'll come to find you anytime."

"Don't worry, since it's the main altar, it must be very dangerous. How can I go in casually? Let's explore outside first."

"Go."

The first ray of golden morning light broke through the dense morning mist and shone into a dense pine forest.

Lin Feiyang lay on a pine tree, and the dense pine needles covered his figure.

He closed his eyes slightly and only looked around with his peripheral vision.

This is at the foot of a mountain three hundred miles away from Shenjing, and there is a valley opposite.

From the outside, he could not see that this valley could hide such a magnificent building, and it could not be so luxurious.

This valley is ordinary, just one of countless valleys, hidden in the mountains, unknown to the world, without people or traces.

But from the image that Fakong had instilled in his mind, this was the entrance to the main altar of Kunshan Holy Church.

There must be hidden spies around here, but he didn't find them.

This made him dare not move rashly. He lay in the pine needles of the pine tree and waited motionlessly for an hour.

He didn't believe that these spies didn't need to change shifts and stayed here all the time.

Being a spies is an extremely boring, extremely exhausting and exhausting job. No one can be a spies for a whole day. They need to rest and recover their spirits.

So they need to change shifts.

As long as they change shifts, they will make a noise, so that we can find their location. As for what to do next, that is Fakong's decision.

Suddenly, Fakong appeared beside him.

He looked at Fakong in confusion.

Fakong's voice rang in his mind: "Let's go."

He knew that Fakong was using his telepathy, and he thought directly to himself: "The shift is about to change, and we can find them."

"No need to wait any longer, retreat now, lest they find you."

"...Okay."

Fakong disappeared in a flash.

Lin Feiyang was not in a hurry to leave, and waited in the pine tree for a while. After all, he had waited for so long, and it wouldn't be too late to leave after seeing them change shifts.

Half an hour later, the sunlight had turned from gold to white, the ground was steaming, and the forest was getting more and more humid, but they still didn't change shifts.

Lin Feiyang decided to give up and go back as soon as possible, and he had to go to Guanyun Tower for breakfast.

He glared unwillingly, and flashed into the shadows, disappearing without a trace.

"There's movement!" someone shouted in a low voice.

"Who?"

"Look!"

Three people dressed in dark green tights came out of the bushes, like three wisps of light smoke quickly circling around, but in the end they got nothing.

"Suspicious, no one!"

"Strange..."

"I also feel someone is watching me."

"That should be correct. He may have left."

"Report to the higher-ups to be more vigilant."

"yes."

Lin Feiyang was stuck behind a tree, his expression extremely ugly.