Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Ling said angrily: "Father, he..."

Fakong said: "You don't want the emperor to have a concubine?"

"yes."

"Why?"

"Father is already old, why do you want a concubine?" Chu Ling snorted, "And she's still so young!"

"You are asking for trouble." Fakong shook his head: "You can't control the emperor, and you can't control this kind of thing."

"But……"

"You know you can't control it, but you just feel angry, annoyed, or uncomfortable. You can't help it, right?"

"right."

"Then find something else to do and divert your attention and it will be fine."

"I've been thinking about this and can't divert my attention."

"Then you insist on holding on to this matter and you have to be angry and depressed?"

"Monk, you have magical powers, can you ruin this?"

"You think too highly of me!" Fakong waved his hands hurriedly: "Thank you Bu Min, I'd better hire someone else!"

Chu Ling stared at him.

Fakong also looked at her: "Who can stop what the emperor has decided? If it is a matter of mutual love and whoever wants to cause trouble, he will have to bear the emperor's anger. If it is not a mutual love, then it will be done. Guan Jiangshan Sheji, whoever wants to cause trouble will also have to bear the emperor's wrath. Who can bear the emperor's wrath? "

Fakong shook his head and said: "The emperor's wrath has spread his body thousands of miles away!"

Chu Ling snorted and curled her lips.

She has been growing up next to the emperor. In her eyes, Emperor Chu Xiong only doted on her father and did not realize that he was the master of Daqian.

Therefore, she lacked enough respect for Chu Xiong, and therefore did not realize the necessity of being in awe of Chu Xiong. She only felt timid.

Fakong said: "Think about the situation when you were assassinated."

Chu Ling frowned.

This was one of the reasons why she was always awkward.

Father actually spared the guys who wanted to assassinate him because of Leng Feiqiong. If Lin Feiyang hadn't killed them, he might have continued to live freely.

Obviously, in the father's heart, Leng Feiqiong is more important than his own daughter.

Fakong saw through her thoughts, shook his head and said: "You should recognize the reality. Leng Feiqiong is more important in the emperor's heart than his daughter."

"Nonsense!" Chu Lingjiao scolded.

"Now that things have happened," Fakong shook his head and said slowly: "If you still don't admit this, I'm afraid you will suffer a big loss."

Chu Ling hummed: "No matter how beautiful Leng Feiqiong is, she has only known my father for a long time and only met a few times!"

She is her father's favorite daughter. How could she not be as good as Leng Feiqiong after more than ten years of growing up?

Fa Kong sighed.

This is the naive idea of ​​someone who has never experienced the love between a man and a woman.

Asking what love is in the world, it makes people agree between life and death.

The love between a man and a woman is both fragile and powerful. Once it becomes strong, life and death can be put aside, not to mention the love between flesh and blood.

Once a man falls in love, how can his daughter be as good as his lover?

Chu Ling had never experienced the love between a man and a woman, and had not yet developed a love interest. She naively thought that the love between a man and a woman was not as good as the love between a father and his daughter.

Chu Ling looked pleading: "Monk, is there really nothing we can do?"

Fakong said: "If you don't want to create a rift between your father and daughter, you should just pretend you don't know anything about this matter."

The expression on Chu Ling's face changed several times.

Fakong suddenly raised his eyebrows, thoughtfully.

Chu Ling kept staring at him, and when she saw his expression was different, she hurriedly said, "Have you changed your mind?"

Fakong said: "This leader Leng is here!"

"Um?"

"Leng Feiqiong is already outside the temple." Fakong said: "Do you want to see her?"

"No!" Chu Ling hummed without hesitation.

Fakong said: "Then you should stay away and don't eavesdrop."

"You want to see her?" Chu Ling frowned.

Fakong said: "Aren't you curious why she came to see me? We are enemies."

Chu Ling said: "Since we are enemies, do you still want to see her?"

"I want to meet her more and see what she has to say." Fakong said, "Your Highness, please stay away for a while."

"Humph." Chu Ling turned around and left.

In the early morning, pilgrims had already lined up in a long queue outside the temple gate, all the way from the temple gate to Suzaku Avenue.

The pilgrims gathered together to discuss and chatted while queuing up. It was so lively and did not feel boring.

On the contrary, this place has become a place where they must come every day to relax, share some news and communicate with each other.

Their eyes were involuntarily attracted to the three women.

These three women all wore power hats, covering their faces, but they could not hide their graceful figures and good temperament.

The woman at the head, in particular, has a slender figure, and her dark green blouse cannot hide her alluring figure.

Even if she couldn't see her appearance clearly, just by her outstanding temperament, one could already tell that she was a great beauty.

All the pilgrims were as excited as cats, and they all wanted to lift their hats to see their faces, but their inexplicable temperament made them awe-inspiring and they did not dare to do anything.

I can only think about it in my heart.

They only hope that when the three girls go to the temple to offer incense, they can take off their veils like the embroiderers in Mingyue embroidery building, revealing their beautiful faces for them to feast their eyes on.

"Mr. Lin, please call Master Fa Kong." A woman said to Lin Feiyang who appeared at the door of the temple: "My lady wants to meet Master Fa Kong."

Lin Feiyang glanced at the three of them sideways and said nothing.

He looked impatient.

Too many people feel good about themselves and want to see Fa Kong at every turn. Lin Feiyang's way of coping is to turn a blind eye and not hear.

Is it possible to see the abbot whenever he wants?

If you really want to see the abbot, you can see him halfway during breakfast in the morning, or even chat in the restaurant. Why do you have to go to the temple to meet him?

Another girl took out a visiting card from her sleeve and handed it to Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang frowned and took it. He glanced at the woman in the lead. Of course, he didn't recognize Leng Feiqiong, not to mention that she was wearing a hat.

As for Leng Feiqiong being a grandmaster, Lin Feiyang didn't think it was strange. It was not uncommon to see a grandmaster in Shenjing.

If he wasn't a grandmaster, he probably wouldn't have the confidence to come and pay a visit without authorization.

Lin Feiyang opened the visiting card and took a look at it. He looked at Leng Feiqiong in surprise: "Did you go to the wrong door?"

A woman snorted: "Mr. Lin, whether to meet or not, let Master Fakong decide."

"Okay, then I'll let him know." Lin Feiyang snorted.

He disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of Fakong, handing over the visiting card with both hands: "Abbot, why is this person here?"

Fakong took the visiting card and glanced at it.

The style of the visiting card was simple and elegant, with only a few words written on it: "Tianhai Sword Sect Leng Feiqiong pays respects to you." There was nothing more to say.

Although Lin Feiyang had never seen Leng Feiqiong, he had heard of her name and knew that she was now the head of Tianhai Sword Sect.

He was surprised that Leng Feiqiong actually appeared in Shenjing, and even more surprised that she actually appeared in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

You know, the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and the Tianhai Sword Sect are rivals, and can even be considered enemies.

Leng Feiqiong is so bold.

Is she here to demonstrate, to surrender, or to come directly to the door?

Lin Feiyang has been helping Zhu Ni these two days to prevent any accidents from happening in the Ming Palace, and Zhu Ni will have to bear the responsibility.

He didn't see Chu Xiang coming over yesterday, and didn't hear what Chu Xiang said, so he was confused when he heard Chu Ling was upset just now.

"Abbot, do you want to see her?"

"Since you are here, please come in." Fakong smiled inexplicably: "Don't be rude."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang agreed curiously.

The three women followed Lin Feiyang into the temple gate, and then saw Fu Qinghe by the release pond.

Fu Qinghe seemed not to notice them coming in, and kept staring at the turtles, as if he had merged with the turtles and could not be distinguished from them.

Fu Qinghe was immersed in the perception of the way of movement and stillness.

Leng Feiqiong stood quietly beside Fu Qinghe, looking at him motionlessly, without any intention of disturbing him.

Lin Feiyang scratched his head.

Fu Qinghe was originally a disciple of the Tianhai Sword Sect. Would it be embarrassing to meet the head of the sect now?

If it were me, I would indeed feel embarrassed.

Fu Qinghe seemed to be in a state of concentration, staring at the turtles with his eyes, and his aura was in harmony with these turtles.

"Cough." Lin Feiyang coughed lightly: "The abbot should be waiting anxiously."

"Let's go." A low and soft voice sounded, and Leng Feiqiong continued to walk in.

Lin Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief.

He was inexplicably nervous for Fu Qinghe.

Fu Qinghe was fine, after all, he lost the bet, so he couldn't blame Fu Qinghe, and it wasn't considered a betrayal of Tianhai Sword Sect.

But Yuchi Song was different.

Fortunately, Yuchi Song had been away for a few days, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing to run into him, and he felt guilty.

Fu Qinghe waited for them to leave, his eyes left the spirit turtle, flashed, shook his head gently, and continued to look at the spirit turtle.

The three women came to the abbot's courtyard.

Fakong had already stood up, followed by Xu Qingluo, who was looking over curiously, staring at Leng Feiqiong.

Leng Feiqiong clasped his hands and said lightly: "Master Fakong, please forgive me for coming here presumptuously."

Fakong clasped his hands and smiled: "Master Leng's presence is really unexpected, and I have heard of your great name for a long time."

"Master hates our Tianhai Sword Sect, right?"

"Master Leng came to ask for punishment?" Fakong smiled at her, his eyes seemed to pass through the veil and met her clear eyes.

Leng Feiqiong said calmly: "I came here to see the master's style and see if my Tianhai Sword Sect lost unfairly."

Fakong shook his head: "Defeated? Master Leng is too modest. Isn't everything within the expectations and calculations of Tianhai Sword Sect?"

"My sect has made a thousand plans, but it couldn't calculate you, Master." Leng Feiqiong said.

Fakong said: "As the saying goes, man's plans are not as good as God's plans. In fact, Master Leng should have expected that there will always be accidents, but the general direction has not deviated, which is enough."

"What is the general direction?"

"A perfect match." Fakong said.

The two were two meters apart, their eyes collided, and they spoke directly and confronted each other head-on.

Xu Qingluo and Lin Feiyang were watching from the side, their eyebrows dancing, feeling very exciting and inexplicably excited.

They were curious whether Fakong would fight with Leng Feiqiong, and if they did, who would be stronger and who would be weaker?

"It seems that the master knows." Leng Feiqiong said.

Fakong nodded slowly.

Leng Feiqiong said calmly: "Master, do you have anything to say?"

Fakong smiled: "Congratulations to Master Leng, your long-cherished wish has finally come true, and lovers finally get married."

Leng Feiqiong said: "Master, are you disappointed?"

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Leng Feiqiong said: "Master, you originally thought that the Tianhai Sword Sect would be destroyed, and only two of the three major sects would be left, and your Daxueshan Sect would become the world's number one sect."

Fakong laughed and said: "Master Leng, you made a mistake."

"Oh?"

"Not everyone wants their sect to be the world's number one sect." Fakong shook his head and said: "The three-legged tripod is the real stability, and the dominance of one sect will eventually rise and fall, and it is difficult to last. Look at the Demon Sect back then. Didn't Master Leng figure this out?"

Leng Feiqiong chuckled.

Fakong could tell that the laugh was sarcastic, but he couldn't figure out whether she was mocking the Great Snow Mountain Sect and the Holy Light Church for having no ambition, or mocking himself for being too hypocritical.

PS: Update completed.