Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

And becoming famous in the Ten Directions Forest is crucial for him to gain a firm foothold in Dayong.

Yongkong Temple has always been empty, with a temple but no monks, let alone pilgrims. Of course, he is not ready yet.

In fact, he has not opened up the situation.

Now, faith is crucial to him, which means the expansion of the Little Western Paradise.

What's more, the foundation of merit is believers. The more faith, the more believers, and the more merits can be gained.

He looked up at the sunset, and returned to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple in a flash, and found Xu Qingluo waiting in the abbot's courtyard.

"Master." Xu Qingluo came up with a smile: "I found the news about Master Xuanqi!"

She was dressed in a green shirt, standing tall and graceful.

Unconsciously, she had grown a lot, no longer thin as before, but became slender and upright, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, as graceful as a lotus.

Fakong nodded indifferently...

The last time when she wrote the secret of the thirty-one people, Xu Qingluo saw it clearly, and curiously asked Su Jiming, and learned about the Xuanqi treasure.

So she had an idea.

Su Jiming did not have the Xuanqi treasure, it was just a gimmick to prolong his life.

But the Xuanqi treasure really existed in the world.

For others, the Xuanqi treasure was just a legend, out of reach.

But for herself, it was not that far away.

So Xu Qingluo put her heart into it and began to track down the Xuanqi treasure.

She knew her magical powers, so she put her foothold on the owner of Xuanqi Zhai. As long as she found the owner's belongings, she could find the owner of Xuanqi Zhai with her magical powers.

And if she found the owner of Xuanqi Zhai, she could find the Xuanqi treasure.

Xu Qingluo stepped forward, handed over the tea with both hands, and said in a low voice: "This is the news that Sister Chu helped me get."

Fakong frowned.

"Master, don't worry." Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Sister Chu is keeping it secret. She is using the Queen's people, so the news will not be leaked, especially not to the Emperor."

"Not necessarily..." Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo said, "It doesn't matter even if the Emperor knows. We won't admit it anyway."

Master has the magical power to put Mount Sumeru into a mustard seed.

Even if the Xuanqi treasure is found, it can be directly put into the sleeve. If it is not taken out, how can others investigate?

Can the Emperor break the Master's magical power?

Fakong smiled.

This is actually what he thought.

This Xu Qingluo can guess what he thinks more and more.

Xu Qingluo said, "Master, this Xuanqi Zhaizhu died 352 years ago. When he died, there was no disciple in front of him. He never accepted a disciple in his life."

Fakong nodded and took a sip of tea.

Xu Qingluo continued, "But he had a confidante. After Xuanqi Zhaizhu died, this confidante never married and took in her nephew to raise her... Unfortunately, this nephew was useless. Before she died, she told her nephew about the existence of Xuanqi's treasure."

Fakong shook his head and sighed.

A man is bound to have an unvirtuous wife and unfilial sons. No one can do anything about it.

Children in the world are the most unpredictable. They can't become useful or good people just by teaching them well and taking care of them.

Xu Qingluo was still young and did not have these feelings. She continued, "And this nephew had a group of drinking buddies who accidentally revealed the existence of Xuanqi's treasure when they were drunk. As a result, these friends had evil intentions and harmed him. When they found Xuanqi's treasure, they were killed by the mechanism inside. Only one person escaped."

"What about this person?"

"This person died soon after he came back, but he told his son the whole story and told him not to look for the Xuanqi treasure."

"Didn't he tell the location of the Xuanqi treasure?"

"Yes."

"This guy is quite smart." Fakong nodded slowly.

"He wanted to save his son's life, but his son passed the news to a lover in a brothel. As a result, the news spread quickly and his son could not escape his life."

Fakong shook his head.

Tit for tat, this is the law of cause and effect at work. There must be a cause and an effect, and everything has inevitability.

If one's own strength is insufficient, revealing the news of the treasure is like a child walking in the dark with a gold bar, which is tantamount to self-destruction.

These principles are very simple, they are not unaware of them, but they just don't follow them because they can't help it.

This is the way to get into trouble.

"Have you found Master Xuan Qi Zhai?" Fakong said.

Xu Qingluo smiled: "We found the grave of Master Xuan Qi Zhai's confidante nephew. After these drinking and eating friends killed him, they found a place to bury him. Later, the friend who escaped by chance rebuilt his grave."

Fakong said: "Not far away?"

"Master Xuan Qi Zhai originally lived in Shenjing, and the grave of the nephew is outside the city."

The moonlight is like water.

Everything is silent, and they all fall into sleep.

The master and the apprentice walked lightly.

Fakong was still wearing a purple and gold cassock, which flickered slightly in the moonlight.

Xu Qingluo changed into a white shirt, and his whole body was spotless.

They walked on the void as if it were flat ground, passing through forests and peaks, and finally stopped in front of a tomb at the foot of a mountain.

The tomb was backed by a mountain and faced a small river, and next to the small river was an endless pine forest.

"Master, this is it." Xu Qingluo pointed to the tomb under her feet.

The tomb was already covered with dead grass.

It is winter now, and the grass and trees are all dead. It seems that no one has taken care of this tomb for a long time.

Fakong didn't say much, and his eyes suddenly became deep.

His eyes penetrated the soil and fell on the dry bones, and his destiny was displayed.

In the past, he could only use destiny for living people, but now he can use it for dead people.

But it consumes ten times the faith.

After a while, Fakong retracted his gaze.

"Master?" Xu Qingluo asked softly.

"Found it." Fakong nodded: "Let's go and have a look."

"Yes." Xu Qingluo's bright eyes suddenly sparkled.

Originally, it would take some effort to find this guy's tomb first, and then find the tomb of Xuanqi Zhaizhu's confidante, before finding the Xuanqi treasure.

Unexpectedly, it was found directly from this guy's tomb. The master's magical power is indeed vast and incredible.

The two floated over two mountains and came to another tomb.

This grave is even more desolate, with only one grave mound vaguely visible, and the surroundings are almost flattened and the grave mound cannot be seen.

No matter how young Xu Qingluo is, she can't help but feel emotional when she sees this grave mound.

This Xuanqi Zhaizhu is known as the world's number one thief, but in the end, didn't he become a piece of yellow earth?

And no one cares about him anymore, which is quite desolate.

But he should have been reincarnated now, and he can't feel the desolation.

Fakong's eyes are deep, and his eyes look through the soil to the dry bones.

After a few breaths, Fakong retracted his gaze and nodded: "Found it."

Xu Qingluo's eyes became brighter: "Master, shall we go now?"

"Let's go." Fakong nodded.

The two walked south again, walked more than ten miles, and then walked east for more than ten miles, and finally came to a small valley.

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The mountains on both sides of this valley are small hills, which look very inconspicuous. There is a clear spring flowing out, and there are dry grass on both sides of the spring.

Under the moonlight, the river seemed to meander like a silver thread.

Apparently, few people came here.

"Master, it's here?" Xu Qingluo said in surprise: "It's too easy to find here, right?"

"This is the best thief in the world, but he is a genius." Fakong said: "He is proficient in the art of mechanical devices."