Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong stroked his chin and concentrated on replaying the Thousand-Hand Guanyin Palm of the four brothers.

This thousand-hand Guanyin Palm is not only fast, but also exquisite. It is impossible to prevent and avoid. Only by having the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility can I withstand it.

It would be unreasonable for anyone else to escape from their clutches unless they wore treasured armor.

It's really a killer.

In particular, their firepower is extremely proficient and their power is even more astonishing.

Now that I know that their palm power can't help me, it's easy to say that I can use the sword skills unscrupulously.

Compared to their palm power, my own swordsmanship is more powerful...

Of course, if they were in their own Xiaoxi Paradise, a single fixation spell would be enough to deal with them.

He thought of this and shook his head.

This palm technique is most suitable for them to perform, but for others, it is not so powerful.

He suddenly looked up.

But he saw a white shadow floating towards him, slowly drifting down like a white cloud, but it was Ning Zhenzhen.

"Senior brother." Ning Zhenzhen was dressed in white, her face was like white jade, and her whole body was spotless, like a fairy from Gushe Mountain, who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Fa Kong smiled at her, tilted the small red clay stove, and brewed two cups of tea.

Ning Zhenzhen came to him and sat down next to him with a faint refreshing fragrance. She took the snow porcelain tea cup from Fakong and said, "Senior brother, I have gained a lot."

Fakong took a sip of tea and said slowly, "What's the gain?"

Ning Zhenzhen also took a sip of tea, her eyes bright, and she said excitedly: "That guy has accomplices who are also in Prince Chun's palace."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "And there is more than one accomplice, there are six in total."

Fakong frowned and said, "As many as six?"

Ning Zhenzhen nodded solemnly: "One is a cook, two maids, two guards, and one is a guest."

She shook her head and said: "I really don't know how so many fish slipped through the net. Isn't Prince Chun's Mansion notoriously tight-knit?"

Fakong said: "How can it be airtight when recruiting so many strange people and strangers?"

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Among these strange people there are spies who specialize in spying, so Prince Chun's Mansion always makes people feel at ease."

"All seven of them have concealed it." Fakong raised his eyebrows: "This is definitely not a coincidence, nor is it a mistake by that strange person."

"That guest minister specializes in detecting secret spies." Ning Zhenzhen snorted.

Fakong laughed.

A guard is a thief, a thief shouts to catch a thief, and those who guard against wolves are wolves. It is simply a big joke.

Ning Zhenzhen shook his head: "This time I can conclude that King Chun did not do this on purpose, but that he was indeed deceived."

Fa Kong nodded.

No matter how much you pretend, you can't do this.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Should I break it?"

Fakong's eyes suddenly became dark, he looked at her deeply, and nodded gently: "It can be broken."

His eyes returned to normal.

Ning Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief: "These guys make people feel like they have a lump in their throats and make them feel uncomfortable all over."

Fakong said: "But please note that that master is a top master, and Prince Chun's Palace failed to retain him."

Ning Zhenzhen frowned.

Fakong said: "So you have to report to King Chun secretly, the more secretly the better, don't expose yourself."

"...Okay." Ning Zhenzhen nodded slowly.

Fakong's eyes became dark again, he looked at her, shook his head and said: "In addition to these seven, there are also the Dayun secret agents, nine in total. It was those two who secretly let go and let the one go."

As he spoke, he raised his left index and middle fingers side by side and gently tapped the center of Zhongning Zhenzhen's eyebrows.

Ning Zhenzhen closed her eyes.

He woke up a moment later and showed surprise.

She didn't expect that these two people were also Dayun's secret spies, because the two of them had a deep hatred for Dayun.

It seems to be the editor's life experience.

Since it was made up, how could it be hidden from Prince Chun’s Mansion?

Prince Chun's Mansion strictly scrutinizes the identities of guests and guards, and will never allow ambiguity or flaws.

The two of them are known to hate Dayun, and their hands have been stained with the blood of Dayun masters. I doubt anyone will doubt them.

But I never expected that they turned out to be Dayun's secret spies, and they were really ruthless.

In order to gain trust, he even killed his own people.

Fakong smiled and said, "Do you think it's incredible?"

"It's unbelievable." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head: "No wonder they can hide so deeply, they are so cruel."

Fakong nodded.

In order to win Dayong's trust, it was indeed cruel to attack Dayun's own people, and it was indeed the best way to clear away suspicion.

The two then competed in martial arts, and Fakong passed on some of his insights to her to help her.

While the two were discussing, Fakong suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes suddenly became deep, and he looked at a certain place.

Then he disappeared in a flash.

His voice rang in Ning Zhenzhen's heart: "I'll go first, there's something going on over there in the temple."

Ning Zhenzhen stopped and looked in the direction of Vajra Temple with a frown.

She then closed her eyes and began to think about the previous action, and an inexplicable realization emerged in her heart.

She was immersed in it, unaware of the passage of time.

Fakong appeared in the medicine valley of the Vajra Temple and in the small pavilion on the lake. He looked at a handsome young monk who was standing quietly in the small pavilion.

The young monk has a tall and slender figure, a handsome face, and a yellow monk's robe that exudes nobility.

It is the Yuande Divine Monk from the Da Miao Lian Temple.

Monk Yuande stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back, his clear eyes falling on the clear lake water, watching the water plants in the lake rippling and the fish swimming freely.

He seemed to have expected Fakong's sudden appearance, so he turned around and saluted: "Master Fakong, I'm sorry."

Dharma was empty and he said in a warm voice: "Master Yuande Buddha is here. What advice do you have?"

Monk Yuande suddenly barged in, which was really rude.

However, looking at Monk Yuande's expression, there was no hostility.

Divine Monk Yuande said slowly: "I'm a poor monk. I really have something to ask for."

"Master Yuande is joking," Fa Kong said warmly: "The national master has been released from seclusion, and there are many masters from Damiaolian Temple."

Monk Yuande solemnly said: "Although my master has been released from seclusion, and there are many experts in the Great Miaolian Temple, we really need your help in this matter, Master Fakong."

Fakong smiled and shook his head. He walked with his hands behind his hands and walked out of the pavilion along the corridor on the lake.

Wherever he passed, fishes rushed over and chased his figure. Wherever he went, there were densely packed fishes.

Under the bright sunshine, the scales on the fish's body sparkled with silver light. The fish surged and the silver light shone, which was quite dazzling.

Monk Yuande followed him and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "So spiritual!"

The fish in the lake seemed to have become spirits, and they obviously recognized Fakong.

Fakong smiled.

He left the lake and came to the medicine garden.

Faning was hoeing in the medicine garden, his movements were light and smooth, and the heavy hoe was as easy as a straw stick in his hand.

Monk Yuande followed Fa Kong step by step and came to the medicine garden.

Monk Faning put down his hoe, titheed, and then continued to hoe, his movements skillful and smooth, and extremely fast.

Fakong stretched out his hand, and a water column rose from the lake in the distance. The water column formed a white rainbow in the sky, connecting the lake to the sky above Fakong.

When the water column reached the top of Fakong, it suddenly collapsed, forming mist that fell all over the sky. It accurately poured into the surrounding medicinal gardens, wetting the medicinal materials.

The water column is flowing continuously. After a cup of tea, these medicinal materials are all refreshed and no longer haggard.

Fakong nodded with satisfaction.

Divine Monk Yuande looked calm and his heart sank slightly.

This scene of the dragon sucking water is extremely beautiful, reflecting not only the precise control of power, but also the tyranny of power.

You know, this is more than a hundred meters apart, and you can't control such a long distance. This is the real gap in cultivation.

Coupled with magical powers, it is even more terrifying.

He has no chance of winning in front of Fa Kong.

"Master Fakong, let me tell the truth." Divine Monk Yuande said calmly: "This matter is also a scandal in our Great Miaolian Temple. I hope that Master Fakong and Master Faning can keep it secret."

Fakong nodded.

Faning nodded hurriedly and continued hoeing.

Monk Yuande saw that Kong had no intention of avoiding Faning, so he continued: "There is an uncle in our temple who practices the magic sect martial arts."

Fakong said: "The Demon Sect of Daqian?"

"Exactly." Divine Monk Yuande nodded solemnly: "The Heavenly Demon's Secret Code is one of the top miraculous arts in the world, and many of the miraculous arts are unmatched in the world."

"It's a pity that it can't be practiced." Fakong said.

There is no way to deny this. There are countless miraculous skills in the Secret Code of Heavenly Demons, and some of them are so powerful that they are almost invincible after being mastered.

But that requires cultivation to an extremely deep level.

And the more amazing such a skill is, the more difficult it is to practice. People often go crazy and become obsessed with it. To practice it is to seek death.

Therefore, after future generations learned the lesson, they did not deliberately practice those magic skills.

Divine Monk Yuande said: "My uncle has mastered a magic skill, the Karma Sword."

Fakong quickly searched for this magic skill, Ye Dao... in his mind.

He quickly remembered this magic skill.

Ye Dao sounds like Buddhism, and it is indeed a sword technique related to Buddhism.

Karma is karma, and the sword of karma is the sword condensed by karma.

Karma is the power of past lives, a force that mortals cannot control.

After this sword is mastered, it becomes an invisible sword, and killing people is invisible. Even the opponent will be killed without being able to sense it.

Fakong frowned: "Ye Dao? Have you really mastered Ye Dao?"

Divine Monk Yuande nodded slowly: "It shouldn't be wrong."

"Congratulations then." Fakong said, "I have mastered the sword and am almost invincible."

Monk Yuande smiled bitterly.

Fakong smiled and said, "Could it be that your temple wants to punish him for practicing magic skills, thus offending him?"

"...Yes." Divine Monk Yuande said slowly.

Fakong thought thoughtfully: "It's not because he was punished for practicing demonic skills. It was because he violated the precepts and violated the precepts... did he kill his fellow disciples? Or did he kill innocent people?"

Divine Monk Yuande's expression froze.

Fakong nodded: "It seems that he killed his fellow sect members, so there is nothing we can do about it."

Monk Yuande looked solemn.

Fakong said: "If that's the case, then you want to hunt him down?"

"Yes." Divine Monk Yuande said solemnly.

Fakong said: "But we can't catch him?"

Monk Yuande nodded.

Fakong said: "You want me to help you catch him?"

"...Thank you, Master." Divine Monk Yuande tithes.

Fakong looked at him with a smile.

Monk Yuande looked at him and understood what he meant. He took out a book from his arms and handed it to Fakong: "This is a Buddhist scripture collected by our temple. You can give it to the master."

Fakong glanced at it and said with a smile: "Xika Baye Sutra."

Damiaolian Temple acted generously and sincerely this time.