Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong smiled and said: "Are they weak?"

"It seems that the Qiankun Sect only has one great master, and this one is not in Yunjing yet. Do you think he is strong or not?"

Fakong took a sip of tea and shook his head: "I never expected that there would be such a Qiankun Sect."

"No one wants to provoke them." Dugu Xia Qing said: "I advise you not to provoke them, so as not to go to Shenjing to deal with your Vajra Temple outer courtyard."

Fakong shook his head: "Qiankun Sect... I'm afraid they won't have a good life in the future."

With this assassination, the Qiankun Sect and Leng Feiqiong formed a big feud, and even the Daqian court.

The Green Division must be ordered to investigate or even eliminate them in order to avenge the future Concubine Leng.

Thinking of this, he vaguely saw the bloody storm in the future, and felt the surge of helplessness and destiny.

After assassinating Leng Feiqiong, the fate of the Qiankun Sect slipped towards the abyss.

If there is a cause, there must be an effect. This is cause and effect.

"Because of the assassination of Master Leng?" Dugu Xia Qing asked.

Fakong told his guess, and Dugu Xiaqing shook his head and said with a smile: "Daqian's power here is not that strong."

Fakong said: "No matter how weak Daqian's power is, it is enough to deal with a Qiankun Sect."

Dugu Xia Qing frowned and thought.

Fakong smiled and said, "Do you sympathize with the Qiankun Sect?"

Dugu Xia Qing looked up at the sparkling lake and sighed: "Gratitude, resentment, life and death, I am trapped in it and suffer deeply."

Fakong smiled and said: "With such a compassionate heart, you can cultivate Buddhism."

Dugu Xia Qing rolled her eyes at him: "Don't you think it's a pity?"

"Things in this world are inherently hard to escape from grudges and hatreds. This is why you practice martial arts."

"...Forget it." Dugu Xia Qing shook her head.

She felt that it was not her turn to worry about these things, and it was no longer easy for her to live her own life well.

Fakong said: "For your sake, I won't get involved in this matter. Let them do their own thing."

"Thank you very much." Dugu Xia Qing smiled.

"But I saved Leng Feiqiong because I was afraid that the Qiankun Sect would hold a grudge and take revenge on me." Fakong shook his head: "If they really want to do this, don't blame me for being cruel."

"If they take the initiative to find you, there is nothing we can do." Dugu Xia Qing said.

Fa Kong nodded.

Dugu Xia Qing said: "I heard from His Highness that there is trouble in King Kong Villa, and someone is planning to kill them."

Fakong shook his head.

Dugu Xia Qing looked at him.

Fakong said: "They can handle it."

"Can they really handle it?" Dugu Xia Qing frowned and said, "The one who wants to attack them is the Grand Master."

Fakong smiled: "Ordinary great masters can't help them."

"Don't you need my help to take care of you?" Dugu Xia Qing asked.

She hated the Yeyue Sect deeply, and sympathized with Meng Qinghe and the others. She felt that since Fakong didn't kill them, it meant that their crimes were not worthy of death, and they should be given the opportunity to save more people.

Fakong shook his head: "Don't get involved. After all, it involves me and Daqian. It's very troublesome."

Dugu Xia Qing frowned: "With the conflict between Dayun and Daqian, I'm afraid their situation will become more and more difficult."

Even if they can block the current wave of attacks and killings, it will be difficult for them to survive in the future. There will be an endless stream of people who hate them and want to kill them.

Especially those martial arts masters and sects who had a grudge against Da Gan couldn't wait to spread their anger on them.

In fact, they should leave Dayun.

Fakong said: "Let's look at their fate."

Dugu Xia Qing stared at him dissatisfied.

Fakong smiled.

Dugu Xia Qing said: "If it were you, with magical powers, you could leave easily, but they..."

Fakong said: "They won't die that easily."

"If it comes to the most critical moment, I won't stand still." Dugu Xiaqing said softly: "You're welcome."

Fakong nodded.

Dugu Xia Qing frowned and said, "Do you really want to promote Buddhism in Yunjing?...Actually, this is a waste of effort."

"oh?"

"Yunjing is the capital of all gods. There are many sects and people believe in everything, including some who believe in Buddhism."

"Um."

"But Buddhism has not been able to overpower other sects." Dugu Xia Qing said: "Buddha cannot manifest spirits, but some other gods can, such as the Evernight Moon God, and other gods who have miraculous effects. Therefore, How can anyone believe in Buddhism?”

"The City of the Gods is both a bad thing and a good thing," Fakong said: "The power of their Buddhist curses should be able to overwhelm other sects."

Dugu Xia Qing frowned.

Fakong smiled and said: "Actually, the most difficult ones are those who believe in nothing but their own martial arts. And for those who are easy to believe, it is easy to shake their original beliefs."

This was also the reason why he was tempted.

It is easier to propagate Buddhism in Yunjing than in Shenjing, although more people believe in Buddhism in Shenjing than in Yunjing.

"Then I'll just wait and see if Buddhism can prevail in Yunjing." Dugu Xia Qing said with a smile.

She is extremely unfavorable.

There are so many sects in Yunjing, and almost every citizen is a believer in a certain sect. How can it be possible to switch to Buddhism?

Even though they in the Vajra Temple annex can cast Buddhist spells, they may not be able to do so.

They have too many enemies.

One is the enemy of the Yeyue Sect, and the other is those sects that regard the Vajra Temple as a threat.

Therefore, King Kong Courtyard is almost the enemy of the entire Yunjing.

A bright moon hangs in the sky.

King Kong Villa

Meng Qinghe, Zhao Xiu'e and Qu Miaomiao were chanting sutras, and the sound of wooden fish carried an inexplicable rhythm and rhythm.

The night was dark, and they had no sleepiness.

The three of them took turns to cast the Qingxin Mantra to dispel the sleepiness of the other two, which not only refreshed their spirits, but also increased their experience in casting Buddhist mantras.

They could feel that every time they cast the Buddhist mantra, they would become more proficient, and the casting speed of the Buddhist mantra would be a little faster and more powerful.

The emptiness in their minds was like the sky in the morning light.

Fakong was sitting cross-legged in the void, his whole body was crystal clear, just like the Medicine Buddha statue.

When practicing the Mingyue Zhenyu Sutra in the past, my whole body was cold and cold, as if I was in an ice cave, and I was in great pain.

Now practicing this sutra, it is like being in a hot spring. Fakong is emitting a trace of clear and warm power into their bodies, strengthening their spirits.

Even if Fakong is in Daqian at this time, he can clearly feel what they are thinking and can appear beside them in an instant.

He in their minds is an incarnation outside the body, condensed by the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra, and is not affected by space.

The Void Fetal Breathing Sutra and the Bright Moon Prison Sutra are combined. What they are practicing now is the Void Prison Sutra created by Fakong.

When Fakong casts the Buddhist mantra, he borrows the power of the Medicine Buddha statue to activate the power of the Buddhist mantra, while when they cast the Buddhist mantra, they borrow the power of Fakong.

There is a difference, resulting in two points of inferior power.

Even so, it is enough to be terrifying, and they can be regarded as the incarnation of Fakong, even though they are women.

At this moment, they suddenly opened their eyes and looked at each other.

They are almost telepathic, without speaking, a glance, can vaguely guess each other's thoughts.

This is the tacit understanding formed when practicing the Bright Moon Prison Sutra.

Meng Qinghe and the other two women floated up and left the futon, drew out the long sword from under the futon, the sword body was upside down against the arm, the sword tip was against the elbow, and was covered by the monk's sleeve.

They walked out of the hall lightly and saw four men in black floating in front of the hall.

The four men in black were all covered with their faces, revealing only their eyes.

Each pair of eyes flashed with cold electricity.

They glanced at Meng Qinghe and the other two girls with cold eyes, then raised their palms and slowly clenched their fists, and rushed towards the three girls without saying a word.

"Om..." Meng Qinghe and the other two girls waved their swords, and the swords trembled like spirit snakes, and the clear light flashed to meet the four men in black.

The four men in black all used fist techniques, and the fist force was surging, and the aura was fierce. The fist force formed a whistling wind around them.

The sword techniques of Meng Qinghe and the other two girls were as light as clear light, and the three sword lights merged into one, covering the whole body, preventing the fist force from coming to the body.

The sword tip was agile and accurate, and it often stabbed the fists of the four men in black, forcing them to change their moves.

This came from the exquisiteness of their sword techniques.

With the swordsmanship experience of Fakong, their swordsmanship is already the best in the world. Even if their cultivation is not enough, it is enough to kill people above their level.

"Hmph!" With a muffled sound, a man in black was stabbed in the chest, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Meng Qinghe drew his sword and dodged the blood arrows.

The man in black who was stabbed slowly leaned back unwillingly, and with a muffled "bang", he fell on his back, kicked his legs twice, and remained motionless.

The remaining three men in black were immediately angry, and their moves became fierce, their punches became more fierce, and the wind whistled.

But the swordsmanship of Meng Qinghe and the other two gradually improved, and they were dense and exquisite. If they didn't give them a chance, no matter how fast their punches were, they couldn't break through the sword light and couldn't hit them.

"Old Five, Old Six, retreat!" A man in black said in a deep voice.

He saw that the situation was over.

These twelve delicate women who seemed to have low cultivation actually had such exquisite swordsmanship. This move today was wrong!

The seventh one has already fallen. If they continue to fight, they will be wiped out. There are still nine left.

"Retreat!" The other two shouted.

The three of them accelerated suddenly and attacked frantically, forcing the three women to retreat to avoid their sharp edge, and then turned and left.

Meng Qinghe snorted: "Kill!"

The three women's swords suddenly lit up.

"Swish!"

The long sword suddenly accelerated and instantly pierced into the backs of the three men in black, and the tip of the sword came out from the heart.

The three women drew their swords and retreated.

"Swish!" The sound of the blood arrow spraying was particularly loud at night.

"You..." The three men in black had already reached the foot of the wall and were about to jump up. At this time, they turned their heads and glared at the three women.

The moonlight was like water, Meng Qinghe's face was calm, and he clasped his hands together and bowed: "Amitabha, the four donors rest assured, we will cast the Great Light Mantra to help the four of you go to reincarnation and reincarnate quickly."

"Amitabha!" Zhao Xiu'e and Qu Miaomiao also clasped their hands together.

The three women wiped the blood from the sword.

The other nine women came floating over.

Some chanted sutras, and some cast the Great Light Mantra.

Fakong was sitting on the bed in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, looking at this side and shaking his head.

It was a pity that they cast the Great Light Mantra differently from him.

They could not obtain the Memory Pearl, but simply transcended, which was a great loss.

Why couldn't they obtain the Memory Pearl?

This involved the mystery of the Medicine Buddha statue, but unfortunately he had not been able to analyze too many mysteries so far.

He flashed and appeared beside Meng Qinghe.

The women saluted one after another.

Meng Qinghe said: "Abbot, should we show mercy?"

Fakong shook his head and said: "You did the right thing, that's what you should do. Those who want to kill you don't have to show mercy."

"Yes."

Fakong looked at the four souls that were slowly forming.