Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Ling was surprised when Fakong agreed so happily, and then he was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, thank you monk."

Faning and Lin Feiyang were walking on the treetops, swaying gently in the wind.

Their eyes widened, and they didn't expect Fakong to agree to Chu Ling.

After hearing Chu Ling's plea, they all sighed helplessly.

I originally thought that Fa Kong would refuse directly without hesitation, and it was useless no matter how much Chu Ling begged.

They knew this was big trouble.

Her Royal Highness, the fifteenth princess, has a noble status, not to mention that she is the most beloved person of the emperor, queen and mother-in-law. If there is the slightest accident, they will not be able to escape the blame.

The emperor must vent his anger on himself.

No matter how much the emperor and empress doted on her, they would be angry as well.

Fakong smiled and said: "It is best for the secret guards of the Forbidden Palace to be in the dark."

Chu Ling hurriedly waved to the four middle-aged men behind her.

The four middle-aged men saluted, and their bodies sank suddenly, disappearing into the woods, as if they were sinking into water.

Xu Qingluo said in surprise: "Master, why are you so happy? Are you touched by Sister Zhao's sincerity?"

Fakong said "Yeah": "I was touched by sincerity."

He glanced at Chu Ling and said, "I don't need to explain the rules anymore. You must obey the instructions in everything and don't do anything rashly."

"I understand, I will listen to you." Chu Ling nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "Monk, I am also surprised that you are so happy."

Fakong shook his head, floated and continued to move forward.

According to Chu Ling's stubbornness, if she didn't agree, she would definitely follow him privately and never go back.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to agree directly, which would save you the time of grinding your teeth.

When Chu Ling, Xu Qingluo and the others came together, they immediately laughed and laughed, which was completely different from the previous three people walking together.

With the addition of such a person, the place suddenly became ten times more lively.

Three women and one drama.

Only Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu couldn't make any noise. They just whispered and laughed, and laughed out loud from time to time. Most of the time they were quiet.

Coupled with Chu Ling, an active and agile person, Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu's natures were immediately activated, and their chirping voices became louder and louder, extremely cheerful.

After driving for a long time in one breath, in the evening, as the sun set, everyone stopped in a small pavilion on the mountainside to rest.

The scenery of this mountain is beautiful. A stone path leads to the bottom of the mountain, and a small pavilion is built on the mountainside.

It's just that this small pavilion has obviously experienced too many winds and rains. It has been at least thirty to fifty years and has become somewhat dilapidated.

The paint color has faded, revealing the original color of the wood.

Fakong stood under the small pavilion, looked at it, and shook his head. It probably wouldn't last long before it collapsed.

All things cannot escape birth and death.

I have the Medicine Buddha statue and the indestructible power of Vajra, can I escape?

"Master, why don't we go to the nearby town to rest." Xu Qingluo suggested: "It's more lively."

Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo was confused.

Fakong said: "Just after leaving Shenjing, there were many towns. If you go further south, there will not be so many towns for you to rest. The further south you go, the more the situation becomes. You can't even find a town within a hundred miles. "

"Is it so desolate?"

"Do you think that all places are as prosperous and lively as Shenjing?" Fa Kong said with a smile.

A city as huge as Shenjing requires too many supporting facilities. Food and clothing are a huge consumption, and they all rely on supplies outside Shenjing.

And these supplies for Shenjing come from all directions in Daqian, just like hundreds of rivers flowing back to the sea.

"It's not as prosperous as Shenjing, so it shouldn't be that bad, right?" Chu Ling said.

She had never been out of Shenjing, but she had heard the courtiers discussing politics and felt that Daqian was prosperous and powerful, and everyone was well fed and clothed. She could not imagine what it was like outside Shenjing.

Fakong shook his head: "Your Highness will know it when he sees it."

After resting for a while and eating dry food, everyone continued to set off.

By this time the sky was already dark and the twilight was slightly dim.

Fa Kong Faning and Lin Feiyang were remanded.

Zhou Yang and the four of them were galloping ahead, riding wildly in the dusk wind.

As he ran, Zhou Yang made a strange cry of "Woo-Woo", which was extremely pleasurable.

I have been staying in Shenjing and the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple. At this moment, I suddenly saw the vastness of the surrounding fields. I couldn't help but feel broad-minded and heroic.

Zhou Yu and Xu Qingluo Chu Ling couldn't help shouting loudly. The sound spread far away, causing the tired birds around them to fly up and scatter.

Wherever he passed, birds were flying.

"Brother, why on earth do we have to leave Shenjing?" Faning asked softly, his bear-like body as light as the wind.

Lin Feiyang said: "Abbott, it shouldn't be just for Lao Xu, right?"

"I haven't seen Brother Li for a long time, and I miss him a little. The other thing is to open up Zhou Yang and the others' horizons. Staying in the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple all the time can easily affect their minds and emotions. The other thing is to hide away for some peace and quiet."

"Quiet?" Faning was puzzled.

Fakong said: "Shenjing will not be quiet for a while, so it is better to avoid it so as not to affect your mood."

Faning was even more puzzled: "Why not be quiet?"

Fakong then talked about the changes that would be brought about by the merger of the two departments into one and the dominance of the Southern Supervision Department.

Lin Feiyang was not interested in any of this. He just felt bored and curled his lips: "We are fighting and changing all day long. It's inexplicable."

Faning thought thoughtfully: "Senior brother, is it a bad thing if there are no conflicts?"

"Without disputes, there will be no constraints." Fakong shook his head and said: "The Southern Supervision Department will expand rapidly, not only their strength, but also their scale, and their state of mind."

Fakong continued, "Once they become arrogant, they will act recklessly and do anything excessive."

Lin Feiyang sneered, "Do they dare to provoke our Vajra Temple?"

"Why not?" Fakong smiled, "What's so scary about the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple? The emperor's plaque may not be useful to everyone."

The more the emperor's plaque is for big people, the more deterrent it is, but it is not so strong for small people.

Many people are even half-believing and half-doubting, and even worse, they will not take it seriously, thinking that everyone exaggerates the emperor's intentions. The emperor just wrote a plaque and did not mean to protect them.

There are all kinds of people in this world.

The Southern Supervisory Department is now desperately expanding its scale, so it is inevitable that there are good and bad people, and slightly stronger martial arts masters can come in.

It is inevitable that some people are eager to move towards the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple. After all, the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple is now very famous, and it is most suitable to step on it to become famous.

"Abbot, we can't leave then." Lin Feiyang was puzzled: "Who dares to cause trouble? Just give them a good beating and kill them as a warning. If we just leave like this, won't they be more unscrupulous?"

"They want to use my name as a divine monk to become famous. If I'm not here, will they mess around with an empty temple?" Fakong said.

"What if they really mess around?"

"That's not our responsibility, it's the responsibility of the Southern Supervisory Department." Fakong shook his head and said, "Besides, there are the uncles and ancestors here."

Although Hui Ling is unreliable, if someone really bullies you, the first-class grandmaster is not just for show.

Faning said: "Brother, Uncle Yuandeng and the others..."

"They are very experienced. I have already told them in advance that they will not suffer any loss."

"Then the holy water..."

"We can only stop supplying it." Fakong smiled.

There are always people who are eager to take the holy water, thinking that holding the holy water is holding their own weaknesses.

It's time to let them know that it's not that they can't live without the holy water, but that others can't live without the holy water.

Faning said worriedly, "But if someone's life is really in danger."

"There is still spare holy water." Fakong said, "If it is really used up, there is nothing we can do. Everyone has their own destiny. We can't save everyone."

"Amitabha." Faning chanted a Buddhist name.

I just hope they can go back before the holy water runs out, otherwise, I really can't bear it.

Fakong smiled.

People only know how to cherish, appreciate and believe when they are desperate.

Otherwise, if there is always holy water, they will take it for granted, and even if they get the help of holy water, they will not know how to be grateful.

Lin Feiyang said, "Faning is too soft-hearted. If it were me, I would not save it even if I could. Why must I save people? It's just trouble, and I don't get any benefits."

In his opinion, it's too stupid and not worth it to give people the holy water for nothing and get no benefits.

It's better to save a dog than to save a person.

Saving a dog can also protect the house.

Saving a person may turn out to be ungrateful.

Faning looked at him helplessly.

Fakong suddenly raised his eyebrows.

In the twilight, two small black dots were flying from a distance like throwing balls, forming parabolas.

Zhou Yang, who was rushing in the front, stopped abruptly. Zhou Yu and Chu Ling came to his side and looked at the two people approaching.

They were two young men in blue tights, with ordinary looks, pale faces, bulging temples, and bloodstains at the corners of their mouths. They were obviously injured martial artists.

Seeing Fakong and his group, the two men's eyes lit up, rushed over, and shouted from a distance: "Help!"

Zhou Yang frowned and looked at the four people chasing behind him.

The four people were wearing black robes and red cloaks, fluttering in the evening wind.

When they saw Fakong and his group, they shouted: "The Southern Supervisory Department is doing business, and idle people should get out of the way!"

"Southern Supervisory Department?" Zhou Yang turned his head to look at Fakong.

Fakong shook his head: "Make way."

"...Yes." Zhou Yang could only step back and make way.

Two young men with ordinary looks came up and said hurriedly: "They are pretending to be from the Southern Supervisory Department and want us to kill them!"

"What do you want to kill..." Zhou Yang was about to ask, but Xu Qingluo interrupted him and said crisply: "They are catching up, you guys go quickly, we can't help."

"Save us." The two young men refused to leave and stopped in front of Zhou Yang: "They..."

Xu Qingluo interrupted them and said loudly: "We can't afford to offend the Southern Supervisory Department, so let's go quickly, they are really catching up."

The four Southern Guards were already about ten feet away.

It's not that the two young men didn't want to go anymore, but their bodies were already weak and they couldn't walk even if they wanted to.

"Hey!" The four Southern Guards flew high like hawks catching rabbits, swooping down towards the two, and were about to capture them in one fell swoop.

"Fight with you!" The two roared and waved their palms to meet them.

"Bang bang!" With a muffled sound, the two were knocked out, spurting long blood arrows in the air, and hit a pine tree heavily, and the pine needles rustled immediately.

The two hung between the tree forks, unable to fall down, and their bodies were limp and hanging as if they had no bones.

Zhou Yang pulled the corner of his mouth, resisted the urge to take action, and looked at Fakong.

Fakong looked at him calmly, without any intention of intervening.

He always turned a blind eye to the grudges in the martial arts world and personal vendettas, as long as they did not involve people around him, and did not interfere.