Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong stood on the top of the mountain, his purple-gold robe fluttering, and his right thumb tapped the knuckles of the four fingers of his right hand and began to calculate.

According to the speed of Master Benyin's spiritual power increase and the speed of Master Benyin's aging, he looked for the limit of the gap.

This involved a huge deduction. Later, he calculated with both hands, which was equivalent to double-line and dual-core calculation.

Occasionally he closed his eyes, or opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he used his magical powers to assist in the deduction and calculation.

After a quarter of an hour, he stopped abruptly, closed his eyes and did not move, his hands did not move, and the purple-gold robe did not solidify.

Everything was still.

He slowly opened his eyes and shook his head gently.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes were staring at him without blinking, full of curiosity.

Fakong smiled.

Ning Zhenzhen said angrily: "Brother, tell me."

"I was bored, so I calculated Master Benyin's life span." Fakong said.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "The national teacher should be very old, right? He has profound cultivation, and his old age is just an appearance. It is said that the Great Miaolian Temple has extraordinary achievements. He looks withered and looks old, but in fact, his vitality is deeply hidden and does not leak out, which greatly prolongs his life."

Fakong shook his head.

Ning Zhenzhen pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her dark eyebrows moved slightly, and she looked very excited: "He won't live long?"

"One year."

"No way?" Ning Zhenzhen said in a lost voice.

Fakong said: "If my calculation is correct, he will turn into a rainbow within a year."

In fact, his spiritual cultivation is too strong.

His current state is like burning his life span, but he is different from himself, and he is only burning his original life span.

The spirit is rapidly strengthened, and the body is rapidly aging. Once the limit of the gap between the two is reached, it will spontaneously combust, and the appearance will seem to be turning into a rainbow.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him in amazement.

She was in turmoil: Although Monk Benyin would expose her in the future and make her hate him, she couldn't help but feel happy and relieved to hear that Monk Benyin didn't have much time left.

But she never expected that he would only have one year.

As the national teacher, Monk Benyin only had one year left to live?

Fakong said: "In fact, it has been arranged very well. Master Yuande will be the next national teacher. Now it seems that although Monk Yuande's cultivation is a little worse, his reputation is enough."

"Master Yuande..." Ning Zhenzhen frowned.

Monk Yuande is indeed very powerful. He used the Dragon Sound to subdue demons before, which was very majestic, but he was still far behind the old monk Benyin.

It's not just because of his poor cultivation, there are some other unspeakable things. In short, he feels that he is still immature and can't be the national teacher.

Fakong said: "If you are not in the position, don't meddle in other people's affairs. These are not what we need to worry about."

"The replacement of the national master is very important to Dayong." Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "It is both dangerous and an opportunity."

Fakong smiled: "What opportunity?"

Ning Zhenzhen flashed her bright eyes and said softly: "Brother, if someone assassinated Master Yuande, or abolished Master Yuande's cultivation, then..."

Fakong said: "He will still become the national master. Whether it is the court or the Great Miaolian Temple and Prince Chun's Mansion, they all need him to become the national master. He is the one that everyone expects."

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes flashed.

Fakong said: "Junior sister, this Master Yuande is still very powerful and has hidden powerful means."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently.

Fakong said: "If he has any accident, the entire Dayong and the Great Miaolian Temple will fight back desperately, even more serious than assassinating the emperor."

The emperor who assassinated Dayong was just sending Prince Chun's Mansion and Master Yuande to chase him.

If Master Yuande is assassinated, it may not only be the pursuit of the murderer, but also the wider disaster and crazy revenge.

This is related to Dayong's basic national policy. If Master Yuande has an accident, the suppression of the entire martial arts world will be weakened. At that time, the martial arts sects of Dayong will never be submissive again and will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Dayong is bound to be in turmoil and even endanger the country.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, the weakening of the Great Miaolian Temple is not a good opportunity for you?"

Brother has been working hard to develop believers, but he is very secretive and restrained.

It's okay in Daqian, with the Great Snow Mountain as the foundation, there is nothing to worry about, just cautious and solid, expanding little by little.

In Dayong, he is extremely restrained.

It was originally the Great Miaolian Temple.

If it weren't for the existence of the Great Miaolian Temple, Dayong Buddhism would be so prosperous, and Brother would have been famous all over the world and have believers all over the world.

If Monk Yuande can be abolished, the dignity of the Great Miaolian Temple will be lost, and too many people will jump out, and they will have no time to deal with Senior Brother.

Isn't this a rare opportunity?

Fakong said slowly: "This is not an opportunity, it's a trap, don't jump in."

"Okay." Ning Zhenzhen put aside his thoughts.

Since Senior Brother has already thought of it, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore.

"Senior Brother, do you think the National Master knows that he only has one year to live?"

"He should know." Fakong said.

With such a level of spiritual cultivation, he has a detailed understanding of himself. He may not be able to feel how long he lives, but he can vaguely sense the coming of the end.

"If he knows, since he will not live long, will he do something crazy?"

"...Yes."

"Then we have to be on guard."

"For example?"

"For example, go directly to Dayun and kill the emperor of Dayun."

"..." Fakong was silent.

"Did it work?" Ning Zhenzhen's eyes lit up.

Once Ning Zhenzhen saw Fakong's expression, she knew that her guess had come true. The national teacher was really crazy and went directly to assassinate Emperor Dayun.

Fakong shook his head slowly.

Ning Zhenzhen looked disappointed.

Fakong said: "But Dayun also paid a heavy price, which led to the assassination of Emperor Dayun."

Ning Zhenzhen was surprised and said: "Is Emperor Dayun really dead?"

"If I don't intervene, if there is no change in the future, he will probably die." Fakong nodded slowly.

I can't determine what the future will be like.

Because I am the biggest variable, the slightest abnormal action will lead to unpredictable consequences and it is easy to change the future.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, do you want to intervene?"

Fakong pondered and said nothing.

Ning Zhenzhen became more and more curious.

What is there to hesitate about?

If Emperor Dayun died, the pressure on Daqian and Dayong would be eliminated immediately. The new emperor would take the throne hastily, and there would probably be civil strife.

At that time, he would be too busy to deal with Daqian and Dayong.

At that time, it was the best opportunity for Daqian and Dayong to take advantage of the situation and deal with Dayun.

If they could weaken Dayun's strength by a large margin, they would be successful and form a mysterious balance, so that everyone could be safe.

Fakong shook his head and sighed: "It's hard to say now, the situation is always changing."

Ning Zhenzhen was curious: "Brother, why don't you let Emperor Dayun die?"

"It may be more troublesome." Fakong said.

Ning Zhenzhen asked: "What trouble?"

"It's hard to explain." Fakong frowned and said: "In short, I can't see clearly. It's possible that Emperor Dayun's death will be more chaotic than not dying... I'll find time to take a good look, which will require a lot of consumption."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

She knew a little bit about the clairvoyance, but she couldn't see everything clearly, it was just a fragment of the future.

She suddenly pursed her lips and smiled.

Fakong said, "What are you laughing at, Junior Sister?"

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Brother, it feels wonderful to turn your hand to make clouds and rain, right?"

Fakong smiled, "If you are heartless, it is indeed very refreshing, but if you have a little kindness, you will feel it is a huge burden."

Ning Zhenzhen's smile faded and she nodded slowly.

She knew what Fakong meant.

Turning your hand to make clouds and turning your hand to make rain, but clouds and rain will hurt innocent people, and there are many innocent people.

If it were me, I probably wouldn't want to reach out.

Compared to the consequences of the change, the entanglement of cause and effect, and the heavy disasters, it is more relaxed and comfortable to watch from the sidelines.

So, I don't ask Senior Brother to use the Sky Eye to be an opponent.

Every time I use the Sky Eye, it is a great burden for Senior Brother, and it is contaminated with cause and effect, which may lead to disasters.

Outside Jingchuan City, Zizhao Peak.

A temple has appeared on the top of Zizhao Peak, with yellow tiles, red walls, and glazed roofs, shining brightly in the bright sunshine in the early morning.

There is a Buddha statue in the main hall of Zizhao Temple, with kind eyes, slightly closed eyes, and a vertical pupil between the eyebrows, which looks solemn.

In the early morning, Huang Yanzhi and Zhou Hanxu stood on the steps outside the Zizhao Temple, their faces full of joy.

As the sun rose, the steps in front of the closed temple gate were full of people, all of whom were curiously looking at the Zizhao Temple.

The gate was closed because the Zizhao Temple had not yet officially opened.

This Zizhao Temple was donated by many wealthy people and ordinary people in Jingchuan City. Because of sufficient silver, the construction was very fast.

With sufficient silver and sufficient manpower, it can be divided into three or even four shifts to take turns, working day and night.

The construction speed that achieved such a miracle, the Zizhao Temple was completed in ten days, which amazed the people of Jingchuan City.

Since it was the silver donated by themselves, they heard that the temple was going to be opened, of course they had to come and see it. Many people saw the appearance of Zizhao Temple for the first time.

Many of them only paid a small amount of money, thinking that it would take a year or two to build, so it would not be too late to come here in their spare time.

They never expected that the temple would be opened after being built in ten days.

Huang Yanzhi and Zhou Hanxu were the initiators of the donation, and their status in Jingchuan City was high enough, so no one doubted that they presided over the opening ceremony of Zizhao Temple.

An old man with a purple face in the crowd spoke up and said in a deep voice: "Old Huang, it's a pity that the monk Fakong can't come."

Huang Yanzhi laughed and said: "Old Zhao, you are just thinking about good things. The monk has been traveling around, how could he come back."

"It is said that the monk Fakong has great supernatural powers. Buddhists have the power of walking on the ground. If the monk Fakong wants to come back, he can come back at any time."

"Old Zhao, why should the monk Fakong come back?" Huang Yanzhi said unhappily: "Did you, Old Zhao, please the monk, or do you all like the monk so much?"

"It would be great if the monk Fakong came back."

Everyone nodded.

Today is the opening day of Zizhao Temple, which was built for the monk Fakong. It would be a bit lacking if he is not here.

Zhou Hanxu clasped his fists and bowed, saying gently: "Everyone, we came here today to witness the opening of Zizhao Temple. Whether the monk Fakong is here or not will not diminish our gratitude and respect for the monk."

"Yes."

"Right."

"That's right, what Mr. Zhou said makes the most sense."

...

Zhou Hanxu looked up at the sky: "The auspicious time has arrived, let's open the temple."

He looked at Huang Yanzhi.

Huang Yanzhi glanced around, with disappointment in his eyes, and said slowly: "Open! The temple!"

PS: The update is complete. I have to go out with my children on the weekend, so I can only update twice.