Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The six women also hesitated.

They practiced the Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra, which enabled them to sense the Eternal Night Moon God and infuse the power of the Eternal Night Moon God into them.

Without practicing the Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra, it was impossible to infuse the power into it.

Moreover, the Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra was difficult to practice, and it was not something that ordinary people could practice. The requirements for qualifications were extremely high.

If they abandoned the Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra now and practiced something else, they would probably have to start from scratch, and it would be difficult to become masters.

If they could not become masters, they would be a burden, and if they could not help Fakong, they would be useless.

They could not tolerate this.

Fakong pondered and said, "You should continue to practice the Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra first."

The six women looked at him in surprise.

Fakong said, "I took a quick look. This sutra is mysterious and cannot be compared with ordinary martial arts skills."

"But..." Zhao Xiu'e hesitated.

Dugu Xiaqing said: "Is this Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra an evil skill? Should we continue to practice it?"

"Given their current physical condition, if they abandon this Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra, they will probably die directly." Fakong said.

Dugu Xiaqing said: "Then practicing this Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra is like drinking poison to quench thirst."

"Not necessarily." Fakong said: "This Yongye Yueshen is an evil demon, but this Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra may not be evil."

He gained the practice experience and insights of Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra through Jian Ziqian's memory. After careful comprehension, he felt that this Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra was not as evil as he imagined, but rather revealed a strange mystery.

If you can understand it thoroughly, it may not be a righteous method.

"You'd better not become the second Yongye Yueshen." Dugu Xiaqing said.

Fakong laughed.

Dugu Xiaqing looked at the six women.

Zhao Xiu'e and the others looked hesitant.

Fakong said: "Practice this first, take your time, don't rush."

He had a long life, so his mind became peaceful.

Let alone whether he could truly live forever, even at his current state, it would be easy for him to live for five or six hundred years.

The sixth level of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art has a lifespan of six hundred years.

"Yes." Zhao Xiu'e and the other six girls responded softly.

Fakong came to the white jade pillar, took a closer look, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his right hand to put it on the white jade pillar, and stroked the strange patterns on it.

"This pillar is really an eyesore." Dugu Xiaqing shook his head and sighed, "I feel uncomfortable when I see it anyway."

Fakong smiled and said, "Appearance is determined by the heart."

As he spoke, the white jade pillar suddenly disappeared, and his right hand was empty, and he slowly retracted it.

Dugu Xiaqing and the other six girls widened their eyes.

"This..." Dugu Xiaqing was surprised: "You can hide such a big thing in the mustard seed?"

She knew that Fakong had the magical power of putting the mustard seed in the mustard seed, but she didn't expect that Fakong could actually put such a tall white jade pillar in his sleeve.

The teapot, wine pot, wine cup and teacup on her table slipped into his sleeves and disappeared. She was just impressed by the magical power. Seeing this scene, she really understood the power of this magical power.

This scene had a great impact on them.

Especially the white jade pillar was three meters high, much taller than them, but it disappeared without a trace. It was impossible for it to fit into his sleeves.

Fakong smiled and said, "My magical power is far from enough. I can't put Mount Sumeru into a mustard seed."

Dugu Xiaqing rolled her eyes at him: "You really took it away, right? How about taking it out for me to see?"

Fakong smiled and said, "Don't you want to see it again?"

"Let me take another look." Dugu Xiaqing was very interested in his magical power and urged him to take it out again.

Fakong stretched out his right hand, and suddenly a white jade pillar appeared in his hand. It was three meters long and was held in the air by his right palm, lying horizontally in the air.

Dugu Xiaqing stepped forward and stretched out her hand to touch it, but thinking about what happened just now, she got goose bumps all over her body and didn't touch it.

Zhao Xiu'e and the other six girls couldn't help their curiosity, their eyes flashing with excitement and curiosity, and they stepped forward to touch the white jade pillar.

It was indeed the original one.

Fakong smiled and shook his head, and the soul-suppressing pillar disappeared again.

"You guys deal with this first, I'll go back and think about how to go in the future."

"Yes." Zhao Xiu'e agreed respectfully.

Fakong looked at Dugu Xiaqing.

Dugu Xiaqing said, "I'll go back too."

The two of them floated down the peak of the Night Moon Sect, and when they came to the opposite peak, they turned their heads and looked back.

The peak of the Night Moon Sect stood in the moonlight, still the same as before, but it always looked different.

"Have you thought about how to arrange them?" Dugu Xiaqing said, "If you really accept them as servants, you can't just watch them get bullied."

Fakong nodded.

Dugu Xiaqing said, "How should we arrange it?"

"Let them spread Buddhism." Fakong said, "Doing good deeds can also be regarded as atonement for their previous sins. Although they were forced, they were still involved in sins."

"Spreading Buddhism, it is impossible here." Dugu Xiaqing said, "Do we want them to go to Yunjing?"

Fakong nodded.

"With their martial arts, I'm afraid they can't protect themselves." Dugu Xiaqing shook her head.

Yunjing is a place where masters from all over the world gather. Without sufficient strength, it is difficult to gain a foothold in Yunjing.

If someone even heard about their origins, they might settle old scores. You know, Yeyue Sect has a lot of blood debts.

Fakong said, "Let them practice martial arts first."

"When do we have to wait?" Dugu Xiaqing shook her head.

"No hurry." Fakong smiled.

Practicing hard for a few years, a few years will just pass in the blink of an eye.

Dugu Xiaqing shook her head: "If they want to spread Buddhism, beauty is an advantage. Beauty makes people believe more. When they are old and ugly, it will be useless."

If they go out to spread Buddhism now, I am afraid that many people will be curious and even join the believers just to get close to them.

After all, they are all charming and charming.

But if they get old and ugly, it will be difficult to attract others to join the believers, and they may even reject them.

Judging people by appearance is human nature.

"I will go back to the temple to think about it. Goodbye." Fakong clasped his hands.

"Okay." Dugu Xiaqing clasped his hands in return.

Fakong appeared in his own courtyard, pacing in the moonlight with his hands behind his back, weighing the arrangements for the twelve women, Meng Qinghe and Zhao Xiu'e.

This experience of exterminating the evil spirits has brought him a lot of gains.

Not to mention merit and the soul-suppressing pillar, the key is that he found another way to gain merit.

That is salvation.

Normally, he would only perform the Great Light Mantra to liberate one or two souls, and the merits would be so small that it would be hard to detect.

But this time, he liberated a large number of souls and gained amazing merits, which far exceeded the merits of the Blessing Ceremony and the Rain-Praying Ceremony.

The merits gained from a Blessing Ceremony were only one-tenth of the sixth level of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

But the merits gained this time pushed the sixth level to nine-tenths, which was eight times or even more than a Blessing Ceremony.

What an amazing harvest.

What made him even happier was that he did not need believers to gain these merits, but only liberated these souls to gain merits.

How worry-free and labor-saving this was.

He thought of this and shook his head and sighed.

Unfortunately, there were not many opportunities to liberate souls like this, and these souls were trapped in the Soul-Suppressing Pillar.

I'm afraid there is only one Soul-Suppressing Pillar in the world.

It seems that he had never heard of a treasure similar to the Soul-Suppressing Pillar.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

As expected, the heavens do not fulfill one's wishes. There is no shortcut to gain merit. This time is just a surprise and cannot last.

The key is to develop believers and gain merit step by step.

The more believers there are, the more merits there are. Developing believers is like sharpening a knife before cutting wood.

It is difficult to develop believers by yourself. The power of one person is tiny. Although he is now famous all over the world, his believers outside the capital are insignificant.

It's time to change your mind.

He decided to do an experiment on Meng Qinghe and Zhao Xiu'e to see if it would work.

The time wheel tower in his mind suddenly lit up, and he entered the time wheel and began to study the Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra.

In the early morning of the next day, Fakong slowly pushed the door and came to the courtyard.

The fresh air rushed to his face, got into the alveoli, and couldn't wait to expel the turbid air in the alveoli.

He stretched his body refreshed.

The chirping of birds in the back mountain was endless, crisp and noisy, making the temple particularly quiet.

Fakong looked around and felt as if he was in another world.

After staying in the Kalachakra Tower for a long time, even in that strange state, it was inevitable to feel that time had passed quickly when he came out.

Finally found a solution, which made me feel excited but also tired, a kind of spiritual fatigue.

Xu Qingluo came in lightly, holding a wooden basin, with a white towel on her shoulders, and came to Fakong: "Master, did you sleep well?"

She felt Fakong's fatigue.

Fakong shook his head.

He lowered his head to wash his face, took the white towel and wiped it gently, and asked: "How is it over there?"

"The assassins are getting more and more powerful. Yesterday, two groups broke through our defense and entered the Ming Palace."

Fakong nodded.

Xu Qingluo continued: "But the guards of the Ming Palace are also very powerful. I really underestimated them before."

Fakong handed the white towel back to her.

Xu Qingluo took it and continued, "Especially the Master Mo of the Jade Butterfly Sect, who is really amazing."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Xu Qingluo praised, "Master, I like this Master Mo very much. I feel close to her as soon as I see her. It's very strange."

Fakong nodded slightly.

Xu Qingluo said, "She is a newly rising genius in Dayong. She is the last disciple of the previous master of the Jade Butterfly Sect. She was previously unknown and had been practicing in seclusion. After the death of the previous master, she quickly emerged. It's really a ten-year sharpening of a sword!"

Fakong sat down at the stone table.

Xu Qingluo laughed and said, "I think she is very similar to me. We are very predestined. Can I make friends with her?"

"Yes." Fakong nodded.

Xu Qingluo smiled even more: "Master Xu is here."

Xu Zhijian quickly came to the courtyard, dusty and obviously rushed a long way.

"Did you go to the Great Light Peak?" Fakong asked.

Xu Zhijian nodded: "I ran back and forth,...how's it going over there?"

"It was too late last night, so I didn't bother you. I wanted to tell you that I have destroyed the Yeyue Sect." Fakong said.

Xu Zhijian said: "Destroyed?"

Fakong nodded.

"Good!" Xu Zhijian clapped his hands: "Great!"

What he wanted to do most was to destroy the entire Yeyue Sect, but unfortunately no one had been able to do it, and now it was finally destroyed by Fakong.

Xu Qingluo's eyes widened.

Xu Zhijian asked: "Kill those Yelangs, but what about the Yuenu? How to deal with them?"

Fakong said: "I plan to take the twelve Yuenu as my attendants, to spread Buddhism for me, to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, which can be regarded as a way to atone for my sins."

"Are you really going to take them in?" Xu Zhijian frowned: "It's very troublesome."

Others don't care whether Yeyue Sect is Yelang or Yuenu, they are all disciples of Yeyue Sect anyway, and they owe a lot of blood debts to Bu Si.

Fakong nodded slowly.