Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong's comprehension is extraordinary, and Dugu Xiaqing is even more so.

Fakong can absorb the essence of Dugu Xiaqing's swordsmanship and integrate it into himself, and Dugu Xiaqing can do the same.

Fakong's swordsmanship is improving rapidly, and Dugu Xiaqing is also improving rapidly.

Of course, Fakong is suppressing his cultivation. If he exerts his full strength and stimulates his spirit, he will certainly be able to defeat her.

If the cultivation is equal, there is no certainty of victory with pure swordsmanship.

The two people's swordsmanship is indeed equal.

Fakong stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the pleasure boat, his blue shirt fluttering, looking up at the bright moon in the sky. The lake surface under the moonlight is sparkling, deep and quiet.

He smiled.

This trip to Yunjing just wanted to get a rough understanding of Yunjing's customs and people, and to nail Li Xuanfeng more firmly.

Unexpectedly, there was such a huge gain.

I met a wonderful woman like Dugu Xiaqing, whose swordsmanship is so shocking.

If Li Ying's swordsmanship is extraordinary and extremely fast, Dugu Xiaqing's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite.

If the two women fight to the death, Li Ying will definitely lose, after all, she has not entered the Grand Master, and her understanding of swordsmanship is not as good as Dugu Xiaqing.

Dugu Xiaqing's talent is amazing and pure and focused. She has no distractions and is extremely passionate about swordsmanship. She is one with the sword and naturally surpasses Li Ying, who is ambitious and has many plans.

Such a wonderful woman is rare in the world.

Although she is not beautiful enough, she has a unique aura, which makes him admire her.

Li Er was dejected and was hit hard.

Fakong glanced at him and didn't say much.

Whatever he said was inappropriate. Was he encouraging him to pursue Dugu Xiaqing, or was he asking him to be more open-minded?

Dugu Xiaqing seemed like a person who didn't eat fireworks in the world. I'm afraid she didn't have any love affairs, only the sword in her hand.

Li Er sighed and said, "Master, today is really an adventure. It's eye-opening. I will practice hard after I go back."

Fakong smiled: "Relax, put aside the Grandmaster, and be in a leisurely state of mind. The light of inspiration will naturally flash."

"Alas," Li Er sighed.

He knew he couldn't do it.

In fact, he has always been unwilling to accept his weak cultivation. At the critical moment, he can't do anything and can only fight hard. It's too embarrassing.

He most desires to become a Grandmaster.

At that time, his guard will no longer be a guard, but a worshiper, and the status will be completely different.

Fakong smiled.

It's hard to get rid of the inner demons and the knots in the heart, so no one can do anything.

He smiled and said, "Then I'll take my leave."

After he said that, he disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he returned to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and went back to his room to sleep.

The next morning, he pushed the door and came to the yard.

He stretched his body in the morning sun.

Chu Ling was wearing a pink palace dress, sitting lazily at the stone table, with one hand supporting his chin in deep thought.

"Your Highness has come out of retreat?" Fakong sat opposite her.

Chu Ling's jade face was tense: "As soon as I came out of retreat, I heard the news. You are asking for rain again?"

Fakong nodded: "The drought is too severe. The pilgrims have been asking for rain. The people are willing to do so. The Great Wish Mantra can be cast."

The Mantra of Moving Clouds and Bringing Rain could have been cast long ago. It has been delayed to increase the number of believers, faith and merit.

Now the people are boiling and can no longer be suppressed.

It's like a volcano about to erupt. If they are suppressed, they will become impatient, and merit and believers will decline.

"Stupid!" Chu Ling snorted, "Master, you are a smart man, how could you do such a stupid thing!"

Fakong smiled and said, "Your Highness, did you make it clear?"

"If we are not familiar with each other, for the sake of Daqian's country and the people, of course I hope you will pray for rain," Chu Ling said, "But because of our friendship, I can't help but remind you, don't you know that the more you show your magical powers, the more officials will be wary of you, and the more they want to force you away from Shenjing?"

Fakong nodded.

He could understand the thoughts of these officials, who were afraid that he would confuse the people with his lies, affect the emperor and the people.

So the more he showed his holiness and the more magical he was, the greater the danger, and it would be better to find a way to force himself away from Shenjing.

Outside Shenjing, no matter how powerful he was, he would not affect their interests, and he would not be afraid of confusing the emperor.

"Since you know, you still ask for rain!" Chu Ling said, "Are you afraid that the officials will drive you away, right?"

Fakong smiled: "If I ignore the drought just because I'm afraid they will be unhappy and oppose me, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well and my mind won't be clear... People live in the world for themselves, why should we care too much about other people's opinions?"

"...I didn't expect that you are so compassionate, monk." Chu Ling looked at Fakong in surprise.

From the time she met Fakong to now, she knew that Fakong was a person who pursued freedom and didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs.

He didn't have much compassion, and he believed that everyone had their own destiny and fate, and he believed in keeping himself safe.

Could it be that after her retreat, things have changed and Fakong has completely changed?

She thought it was unlikely.

It's hard to change one's nature.

She stared at Fakong suspiciously.

The two were close in front of her, and her breath could be smelled. The refreshing fragrance on her body was transmitted to Fakong's nose.

The bright and moving face and clear eyes were all touching.

Fakong looked at her calmly.

"Monk, there is a benefit for you to pray for rain, right?" Chu Ling said slowly: "What is the benefit? It's not just an ordinary benefit, right?"

Fakong smiled: "It's just more pilgrims, stronger faith and more."

He didn't lie at all.

I will indeed have more pilgrims, more faith, and of course more merits.

This wave of merits must not be given up, and my Vajra Indestructible Divine Art must be taken to a higher level.

With the merits I get every day now, it will take a long time to enter the next level. Although my life span is long, it may not be really long.

What if Medicine Buddha suddenly changes?

Or I can only rest assured that I can live a long life after practicing the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art and achieving the Golden Body.

"Only this?" Chu Ling tilted his head to look at him.

Fakong nodded slowly: "Your Highness, have you heard something from the emperor?"

"No." Chu Ling shook his head: "My father doesn't talk about you in front of me now, and doesn't mention you at all."

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Why is this?

Is he so wary of himself now?

Fakong said: "Your Highness, congratulations on your great progress in divine art. You have indeed caught up with Qingluo."

Chu Ling's tense face relaxed.

She thought of the situation when she had just sparred with Xu Qingluo and made Xu Qingluo scream with anger, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

Fakong shook his head and said, "We may have to avoid suspicion and see each other less often."

Chu Ling was stunned.

Fakong said, "Your Highness comes here too often, which attracts people's attention and speculation. In the future, someone will spread rumors that I broke the precepts, fell in love with you, and you also fell in love with me."

"What?" Chu Ling thought he had heard it wrong, and looked at him in surprise: "I don't think I heard it clearly."

Fakong smiled and said, "Your Highness, you heard it right."

Chu Ling rolled his eyes at him: "What like or not, it's a mess!"

Fakong smiled and nodded: "It's said that I fell in love with you, and you also fell in love with me. We are in love with each other, sworn to each other, and secretly engaged for life."

Chu Ling waved her jade hand and said unhappily: "What nonsense is this, it's too ridiculous, right? Does anyone believe this?"

She looked Fakong up and down, shook her head and said, "Monk, you are so good, and I fell in love with you? Does anyone really believe it?"

Fakong touched his face, and he didn't seem to be much worse.

Chu Ling said, "Don't forget that you are a monk!"

Fakong said, "Monks are also men, so it is inevitable that they will arouse people's imagination."

"I like to come here to play, I like to play with Qingluo and the others, not with you, we just talked for a few words." Chu Ling was even more puzzled.

Fakong smiled, "It's impossible for them to come in and see."

"This is a big misunderstanding!" Chu Ling shook his head and said, "It's really unfair!"

Fakong smiled, "So, Your Highness should not come here too often, so as not to get involved in scandals and be slandered by rumors."

"It's really boring." Chu Ling snorted and said, "Don't worry about it! Monk, you are a famous monk, how could you easily break the precepts and fall in love?"

Fakong smiled, "You are the famous fifteenth princess, with a stunning appearance."

"Huh." Chu Ling wrinkled her nose.

In front of Fakong, the princess herself seemed to be no different from ordinary people, and he didn't have a completely different attitude at all.

"In short, it's better to avoid suspicion."

"You just said that people living in the world should not care about other people's opinions. Why do you have to avoid suspicion when it comes to me?"

"I don't care, but Your Highness doesn't. You should always think about the emperor and the queen mother and don't let them worry."

"Don't worry about it!" Chu Ling said unhappily: "My feet are on my legs. It's up to me whether I come or not. Are you going to drive me out?"

"I'm afraid that the emperor won't want you to come at that time."

"Hmph, I'm leaving!" Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him, stood up and left, and turned her face when she said she would.

Fakong smiled as she left.

Chu Ling returned to the Forbidden Palace with a gloomy face.

After staying in her own palace for a while, she felt very depressed, so she came to Yonghe Palace.

As soon as she entered Yonghe Palace, she turned around the screen wall and saw the queen mother walking around the yard slowly and leisurely. The morning sun shone on her body and made her feel warm.

"Grandmother." She ran over and slowly turned in circles with the Queen Mother.

This is the fitness and health method that the Queen Mother has recently learned. By turning in circles, she absorbs the morning energy, slows down aging, and prolongs her life.

"Xiao Ling'er, why are you pouting? Who has offended you?"

"It's Fakong again."

Chu Ling immediately said out her anger in one breath, snorting: "You actually want to avoid suspicion, it's ridiculous."

"Well, the master is indeed worthy of being a master, and you can see through people's hearts." The Queen Mother nodded gently and smiled: "If you go there too much, you will indeed cause gossip. After all, it is a temple, not a nunnery."

"I went to find Qingluo and Zhou Yu to play. We practice together and learn from them. It is fun and rapid to practice. The reason why I can retreat this time is because I practice with them!"

"So, there are many benefits?"

"Of course, if I bury "If you want to practice in the forbidden palace, it will be boring and at least ten times slower."

"In that case," the queen mother said with a smile, "rumors are just rumors, don't pay attention to them, just go as usual."

Chu Ling smiled happily: "Thank you, Grandmother!"

"You still have to tell your father in advance, so as not to wrongly accuse Master Fakong and transfer him out of the capital in the future."

"Grandmother, if I tell my father, he will definitely say that Fakong is right, and it is better to go to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple less."

"You girl, you want me to speak for you, right?"

"No one is wiser than Grandmother."

"Forget it, the emperor will come to pay respects tomorrow, and I will tell him."

“Thank you, Grandmother!” Chu Ling smiled, then stopped smiling: “It seems that he has prayed for rain.”

“Knowing that he would make all officials jealous, he still prayed for rain without hesitation. He is so kind and compassionate, and he is worthy of being a great monk!” The Queen Mother sighed.