Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong smiled and clasped his hands together, watching him leave.

Cao Jingchun hurried out of Yongkong Temple. When he came outside, six guards came to meet him. The tall and burly Meng Zhizheng with silver hair came to meet him: "I just received news that the national master has just left the Great Miaolian Temple and is heading for the palace."

"Good!" Cao Jingchun smiled: "The national master has just left the retreat at the right time."

He walked out with big strides without stopping.

Meng Zhizheng smiled and said: "Once the national master comes out of retreat, we will have nothing to worry about!"

"That's right." The others smiled.

Fakong was thoughtful.

It seems that the national master has a high status in their minds, which makes these top masters so admire him.

His eyes were shining with golden light, and he looked at the forbidden palace and saw an old monk walking slowly.

The old monk was wearing a purple and gold cassock, which was similar to the purple and gold cassock he was wearing. Obviously, they were not ordinary things.

His beard and eyebrows were all white, his skin was loose, his face was full of wrinkles, and there were even a few age spots. He looked like a dying man.

His tall body was slightly bent, his eyelids drooped, and he seemed to be half asleep, which made people worry that he would fall asleep while walking.

Two young monks followed behind him.

Both young monks were very imposing, and Fakong recognized one of them, it was Monk Yuande.

Monk Yuande was following the old monk step by step.

The old monk walked slowly, as if he thought about every step before taking it.

He took one step, then stopped, took another step, stopped again, took the next step, stood firm and took the next step.

However, his one step was ten steps away from ordinary people.

So although he seemed to be walking slowly, he was actually walking very fast.

Fakong guessed that he was using a light skill similar to shrinking the earth into an inch. Normally, one step was ten steps away from others.

Once the move is made, it may not only be ten steps, but may be a hundred steps or even hundreds of steps, which is an extremely powerful light skill.

Fakong retracted his gaze, thinking.

He had no intention of meeting this national teacher for the time being, but was just curious about what kind of magical power this national teacher had that made Cao Jingchun so excited and confident.

Everyone had dinner in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, but Chu Ling did not intend to go back to the palace directly, which was very unusual.

Xu Qingluo, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yu and others did not say much, as if they did not realize that she was abnormal, but Lin Feiyang could not help asking.

Chu Ling drooped her beautiful face: "Leng Feiqiong entered the palace today."

Lin Feiyang said in surprise: "She just entered the palace today? I thought she had entered the palace a long time ago."

Chu Ling rolled his eyes at him.

Lin Feiyang said: "It's a matter of time, Your Highness is still angry?"

"I thought I didn't care anymore." Chu Ling shook his head and said: "But she really entered the palace, and I couldn't help it."

Fakong did not comment.

This is human nature, there is no need to care too much.

"Sister Chu, what did she do after entering the palace?" Xu Qingluo asked.

She had been avoiding this question because she was afraid of upsetting Chu Ling. She couldn't bring up something that was not yet open.

Now that Chu Ling had taken the initiative to bring it up, she took the opportunity to satisfy her curiosity.

She was extremely curious about Leng Feiqiong.

Although from the perspective of her friend Chu Ling and the relationship between her master and the Tianhai Sword Sect, Leng Feiqiong was considered an enemy.

But Leng Feiqiong became the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect as a daughter, and was able to make Emperor Chu Xiong devoted to her, which made her admire and curious. She wanted to find out what Leng Feiqiong was going to do and what her purpose was in entering the palace.

She didn't believe that Leng Feiqiong was just doing it for feelings.

There must be other intentions.

But what exactly this intention was, I'm afraid it would be difficult for others to guess.

She felt that Fakong knew, but if Fakong didn't say it, she couldn't dig it out, and maybe she could get some clues from Chu Ling.

Chu Ling snorted and said, "She didn't do anything. She just entered the palace, so of course she kept her tail between her legs."

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "She doesn't need to keep her tail between her legs, right? Everyone knows that she is the emperor's favorite."

"That's different." Chu Ling shook his head and said, "In the harem, it's not just the emperor's favor that can run rampant. There are also the emperor's grandmother and other concubines."

"With her means, she can handle all of this, right?" Xu Qingluo said, "Why did she enter the palace?"

Chu Ling frowned, "It seems that she has a ten-year agreement with the emperor."

"So..." Xu Qingluo said, "Do you think she has other purposes for entering the palace?"

Chu Ling snorted, "She must want to become the queen and rule the country."

Xu Qingluo was thoughtful and shook her head gently.

She didn't think that was the purpose.

Leng Feiqiong must want more than just this.

Of course, if Leng Feiqiong really wants to become the queen, this step is extremely powerful. If she had entered the palace at the beginning, she might not have become the queen.

After all, her birth is congenitally limited, and it is almost impossible for her to become the queen.

Now, after ten years of waiting outside the palace, she has proved her strong love for the emperor, her extraordinary ability, and has gained a strong enough identity and status.

Entering the palace at this time, with a strong momentum, it will give people a sense of naturalness to become the queen.

But her intuition tells her that Leng Feiqiong's goal is not this.

Fakong said: "Since you don't want to go back, then go to Lingkong Temple and accompany the queen."

"It couldn't be better." Chu Ling said.

Thinking of this, she stood up and walked out: "Monk, please comfort my mother. She is very sad and painful now."

Fakong nodded.

According to his observation, the queen was not so sad and painful, but unusually calm, and this was not a forced calm.

It’s the realization after seeing through.

This is a rare opportunity to step into Buddhism. The opportunity has arrived. If you give a little guidance at this time, the queen may become a generation of divine nuns.

But he thought about it and finally gave up.

Leng Feiqiong is not a woman who lives her own life, nor does she belong to the IKEA family. She entered the palace just to get revenge on Dayun.

The most suitable person to be a queen is a queen.

Chu Xiong may understand this now, or he may not understand it now, but he will understand it in the future.

In short, Chu Xiong would definitely hate himself deeply for having led the Queen into Buddhism and completely accompanying her to the Qing Lan Ancient Scroll.

What's more, for the queen, the palace is more suitable for her, not the temple.

early morning

Fakong had breakfast and came to Lingkong Temple. When he came to the monastery, he saw the queen who was busy in the vegetable garden.

She was clothed in commoner clothes, her hair was gently pulled up, and she did not apply makeup. Her skin was still crystal clear and moist like mutton fat and white jade. She had phoenix eyes and a beautiful nose. She was truly a natural beauty.

Seeing Fakong appear, she smiled sweetly: "The sacred fruit is indeed the sacred water, it has already sprouted."

In just a few days, all the vegetable seeds I planted sprouted.

In such a cold winter, buds can still sprout. It is really unusual, and it also shows the wonder of divine water.

Fakong nodded: "Everything has its own vitality. No matter how impossible it is, try to do it. There is always a chance."

"There is something in what the master said." The queen smiled and said, "Is it because of Miss Leng entering the palace? Ling'er is just making a fuss. In fact, I already knew it would happen, so it's not that uncomfortable."

Fa Kong came over the past two mornings and chatted with her mostly about Buddhist scriptures and anecdotes about Shenjing, but Leng Feiqiong was not involved.

The main thing is to avoid irritating her.

Now it seems that the queen is stronger and calmer than imagined.

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

The Queen said: "Master, can I take refuge in Master now?"

"Empress," Fakong shook his head: "The opportunity has not come yet."

"It's not here yet?" The queen frowned slightly: "Master, my heart is like ice and snow now. I can see through the world of mortals. The fate of Buddha has not yet arrived?"

Fakong said: "There is a mutual relationship between existence and non-being. The empress thinks that she has seen through the mortal world and cut off the worldly fate, but it is actually just an illusion."

The queen said: "Master, I am all alone now. Isn't this considered to have cut off the worldly ties?"

"Empress, you are not alone. Your Highness, the Emperor, and the Queen Mother are all bound together." Fakong said: "In terms of the depth of earthly connections, the Emperor is worthy of many people."

"...That's it." The queen nodded lightly: "Master is overly worried. I escaped into Buddhism, which is exactly what the emperor wanted."

She immediately understood what Fakong meant.

The emperor has not given up on himself and will never allow himself to enter the empty gate. This is the biggest fetter.

She had great faith in Fakong's judgment.

Hearing this, she felt sour in her heart, but she didn't know what to say.

It is impossible to say that she does not resent Chu Xiong. She is not a sage, but also a normal woman. How could she not be sad and disappointed.

But at a time of despair, hearing Fakong's judgment made him feel faintly relieved.

Fakong shook his head: "Your Highness, you are belittling yourself. Since Your Majesty's heart is like ice and snow, don't be in a hurry. Just cultivate your heart and nature slowly."

"Alas!" The Queen sighed helplessly: "If I live here, I will bring trouble to you, Master."

Fakong smiled and said: "This is Lingkong Temple. The emperor personally issued an edict to invite me to be the abbot. There is no problem for the empress to be here."

"Thank you for your hard work, Master."

"My Majesty, don't say such unreasonable words." Fa Kong said warmly: "My Majesty, please calm down and watch slowly."

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A bright moon shines on the lake.

In the small pavilion by the lake in Xinghuawu, Dugu Xia Qing is reading a book.

The lights were as bright as day, making her eyes sparkle.

Fa Kong suddenly appeared.

Dugu Xia Qing raised her head and smiled.

She looks ordinary, but her smile is extremely beautiful.

She then raised her eyebrows and looked at Fa Kong in surprise, sensing the change in Fa Kong's aura, because Fa Kong didn't want to hide it from her, but deliberately let go of his aura so that she could sense it.

She neatly drew out the long sword on the stone table, and the lake-like sword light enveloped Fa Kong.

A clear light flew out of Fa Kong's sleeves, mixing with her clear light.

"Ding ding ding ding..." With a clear sound, the two people flew out of the small pavilion and fell to the lake like feathers.

The two of them walked on the lake as if they were on the ground, and the sword light was like water, continuous, and it was impossible to tell whether it was subtle or not, because it was beyond the scope of what the naked eye could see.

All he could see was light, and no sword in sight.

A quarter of an hour later, the two of them stopped suddenly and fell back into the small pavilion. Dugu Xiaqing's eyes were burning and she could not suppress her excitement.

The harvest this time was too huge.

She was also trapped in the Four Symbols Realm and could not move up. Her sword power seemed to be exhausted, and she was unable to cut through the obstacles to move further.

At this time, the stimulation of Fukong's sword skills re-infused her with strength, and she once again felt the aura of breaking through obstacles.

Fakong was reciprocating his love and helping her.

After the two sat down, Dugu Xia Qing poured two glasses of wine, drinking and chatting in front of the moonlight.

The two of them unknowingly talked about the assassination of Dayun's princes.

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