Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Zhu Ni was also extremely curious.

These six middle-aged men in black should be killed and should not be let go. After all, they have advanced cultivation and want to assassinate Prince Ming.

This time Xu Qingluo and the others were here to block them. Next time if Xu Qingluo and the others are not there, they may not be able to stop them.

More importantly, they will reveal the details of Xu Qingluo and the four of them.

Once the details of Xu Qingluo and the four others are revealed, the Dayun master who comes to assassinate them next time will be sure.

This time, if Xu Qingluo and the other four hadn't concealed themselves and suddenly used their formations to unleash astonishing power, these six men in black might have succeeded and killed Prince Ming.

That would be a great sin.

Therefore, it is best to silence these six people as soon as possible to prevent them from spreading the news back. .

"Master, you have to be careful." Chu Xiang said: "I have never found out whether Dayun will deal with you, master, but I think they will definitely not let you go, master."

Fakong nodded.

Chu Xiang said: "But if they send overly powerful masters, my father will definitely sense it and will never sit idly by."

My father has always put the country, the country, and the country first. Except for the matter of Leng Feiqiong, he always puts the overall situation first.

Protecting the master is the overall situation.

There is a completely different situation between having the master in Daqian and not having the master there, so my father will definitely not sit back and watch others kill the master.

Fa Kong smiled and nodded.

It would be good if Chu Xiong didn't retreat at the critical moment and didn't add insult to injury.

Most people don't want to speculate on the emperor's thoughts. The situations they face are different and their thoughts are also different, so they can't rely on it.

——

At noon, as soon as he finished his lunch, he felt something strange and suddenly appeared in Yongkong Temple in Dayongtianjing.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside Yongkong Temple.

Fa Kong slowly came to the door and opened the courtyard door.

There was an old monk standing outside, with white beard and eyebrows, clear eyes, and a calm and peaceful expression. Behind him were four middle-aged monks.

They all wore apricot yellow monk robes and looked to be of high status.

"Amitabha!" The old monk in charge said slowly, "But Master Fakong in person?"

"It's just a poor monk." Fakong said: "I wonder what you are doing?"

"Old man Jing'en Temple Miaozhu, I met Master Fakong."

"It turns out it's Master Miaozhu. You're polite." Fakong Heshi asked, "But what's the matter?"

He had no intention of directly inviting them into the hospital. As if he was concerned about them, he stood at the door and asked directly, which was quite unreasonable.

"I heard that Master Fakong has amazing magical powers and profound Buddhist teachings." Old monk Miaozhu said calmly: "The old monk came here to ask for advice and discuss Buddhism."

"Buddhism?" Fakong said.

He smiled playfully: "Let's discuss Buddhism or martial arts?"

"As a disciple of Buddhism, it is natural to learn about Buddhism." Old monk Miaozhu suddenly smiled: "Master, you want to learn about martial arts?"

Fakong suppressed his smile: "I'm afraid that now that we've finished studying Buddhism, we still need to study martial arts, right? First the martial arts and then the martial arts?"

"Amitabha." Old Monk Miaozhu shook his head and said seriously: "As a disciple of Buddhism, the Dharma is naturally the first. The Dharma is powerless, and martial arts is a low-level skill and a minor way."

Fakong smiled.

Old monk Miaozhu looked around and said seriously: "Although our Jing'en Temple also emphasizes martial arts, we still respect Buddhism. If Buddhism is insufficient, it will be difficult for martial arts to reach the highest level. It is impossible to become a great master!"

Fakong nodded: "Master Miaozhu, please—!"

Jingen Temple is not a small sect. Its status in Dayong is similar to that of Vajra Sect. It is not the top sect, but a first-class sect.

The four middle-aged monks around Old Monk Miaozhu are all great masters, and they are all great masters who are about to reach their peak state of mind.

It is actually extremely difficult to break through the Mingxin state and reach the Baoqi state. It is almost impossible to achieve it without special opportunities.

And these four people have almost reached the peak of Ming's state of mind. It can be seen that it is not an accident, but an inevitable one, which is caused by the mental method of Jing'en Temple.

Through what the old monk Miaozhu said, Fa Kong knew that this was the reason for Buddhism.

The martial arts of Jing'en Temple should be closely related to Buddhism. The deeper the Buddhism, the higher the level of martial arts.

This is indeed the power of Buddhism.

When everyone came to Yongkong Temple, they first went to the Main Hall to offer incense.

The old monk Miaozhu looked solemn and sacred, showed enough respect for the Buddha statue, and was meticulous in offering incense.

The same goes for the remaining four middle-aged monks, whose expressions are even more solemn, sacred and serious than Fakong's.

After offering the incense, I went to the side hall next to it, the Lecture Hall, and sat on an apricot futon.

The old monk Miaozhu looked upright. He first titheed to Fa Kong and then began to ask questions one by one.

Fa Kong answered them one by one.

The old monk Miaozhu kept advancing, and Fakong responded calmly.

Old monk Miaozhu argued with him from time to time, and even turned red in the face.

An hour passed quickly in the Dharma confrontation between the two, then two hours, and three hours.

From noon until sunset.

The setting sun shone into the Lecture Hall, and the light in the hall became soft and hazy.

The old monk Miaozhu had foam at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was full of energy and joy.

He felt that he had gained a lot. It had been a long time since he had met such an eminent monk with such powerful Buddhist cultivation and wisdom.

In some places, he still insisted on his own opinions.

But in most cases, he still expressed his admiration and felt that Fa Kong's insights were more profound and his understanding of Buddhism was deeper.

After a debate, he was impressed and inexplicably moved, and his attitude towards Fakong became closer.

He was so young and yet he had such profound Buddhist knowledge.

This Fakong monk was obviously the reincarnation of a famous monk, with wisdom and profound Buddhist knowledge hidden inside.

Otherwise, even if he had recited Buddhist scriptures since his mother's womb, he would not have been able to reach such an amazing level.

This was no longer something that a genius could describe.

Thinking of this, he felt respectful and said with emotion: "It is really better to meet someone in person than to hear about him. When I heard about Master Fakong's name, I thought he was a superficial person who showed off his supernatural powers. Now I know that I was superficial."

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

He also felt that he had gained a lot.

Master Miaozhu was obviously a true Buddhist practitioner, and his Buddhist teachings were far superior to those of the elders in the Prajna Court of the Vajra Temple.

Master Miaozhu was able to integrate Buddhism with martial arts, and his cultivation reached the Liangyi realm, which also made him admire him.

"Master Fakong, it's getting late, so I'll take my leave first." Master Miaozhu slowly stood up and left the apricot-yellow cushion.

The other four middle-aged monks also stood up.

Fakong stood up, clasped his hands, and smiled, "Master Miaozhu, if you have time, you may come often and we will study Buddhism together."

"That's great, I will definitely bother you." Master Miaozhu smiled immediately, clasped his hands and bowed deeply.

This was exactly what he wanted.

He felt that Fakong's Buddhist teachings were so profound that he had never heard of or seen them before, and he was afraid that even the national master might not be better than him.

How could he miss the opportunity to ask for advice from such a great monk?

Fakong smiled and clasped his hands in return.

Master Miaozhu and his group of five people walked out of the gate of Yongkong Temple, then turned around and clasped their hands again to Fakong, and then left.

Fakong stood at the door and watched them go away, and disappeared in the vast crowd in the blink of an eye.

Opposite the Yongkong Temple is a bustling street, bustling with people.

When we arrived in front of the Yongkong Temple, a sense of tranquility quickly spread.

Fakong smiled.

In one afternoon, he gained the trust of Master Miaozhu and the four monks.

This is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that although Master Miaozhu's martial arts are not the best, he is well-known in the Ten Directions Monastery of Tianjing.

Conquering Master Miaozhu is equivalent to making a name for yourself.

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