Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Haha..." Chu Xiong suddenly laughed.

Fakong smiled.

Leng Feiqiong felt puzzled.

She claimed to be smart, but she always felt confused when she heard the two of them talking. It was plain and simple, but there was a turbulent undercurrent.

It was not funny at all, but she laughed loudly. She really couldn't hear what was funny.

After Chu Xiong laughed a few times, he wiped his eyes and laughed until tears came out.

Fakong smiled and said, "It seems that the emperor is reluctant."

"Fakong, don't you think your appetite is too big?" Chu Xiong's smile suddenly faded and turned cold, staring at him coldly.

Fakong smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you should be generous when you need to be generous. Can't we Daqian be as generous as Dayun?"

Chu Xiong snorted coldly, "Greed! You are a divine monk!"

Fakong smiled and nodded, "Your Majesty is right. Why don't you give me Lingkong Temple, plus the Jade Book and Gold Voucher!"

"Your appetite is getting bigger and bigger!" Chu Xiong said coldly, "Lingkong Temple was built for my mother, how can I give it to you!"

Fakong said, "Shenjing is so big, there is no better place than Lingkong Temple, I really like it."

Chu Xiong glanced at him.

Fakong smiled at him.

The two people's eyes seemed to collide in the air, and sparks burst out.

Leng Feiqiong looked more and more curious.

She felt more and more that the meaning was different.

"Hmph, let me think about it." Chu Xiong turned around and left: "Let's go."

Fakong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you want to find out the truth, right? Do I dare to lie to your Majesty?"

"Hey, what are you afraid of!" Chu Xiong snorted and walked out of the abbot's courtyard.

Leng Feiqiong followed, her bright eyes showing a questioning look.

Her feelings towards Fakong have been changing, from disdain to respect, to hate, to gratitude, and then to closeness.

Fakong helped her to avenge her great revenge, so she felt differently about Fakong, worried that he would really fall out with the emperor.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Leng Feiqiong's heart was determined.

As she walked out, following Chu Xiong's light steps, she slowly came to her senses.

The bargaining between the two seemed tense, but it always felt a little off.

It seemed that Fakong used Dayun's gift to threaten Daqian in return, which was not a good look, but if you think about it carefully, it was not the case.

Why didn't the emperor turn his face completely, but he understood what Fakong meant.

Fakong obviously said that he was not prepared to accept Dayun's recruitment.

No wonder the emperor walked lightly.

Fakong sent them to the temple gate and bowed.

Chu Xiong waved his hand and walked away without looking back, surrounded by several secret guards of the forbidden palace.

The pilgrims around him stretched their necks curiously, wanting to see Chu Xiong's face clearly.

On New Year's Eve or the fifteenth day, or the autumn, there was a big celebration in Shenjing.

At that time, Shenjing City was decorated with lights and colorful lights, fireworks, singing and dancing everywhere, and people were reveling all night long.

At this time, Emperor Chu Xiong would come to the tower of the palace to celebrate with the people and appreciate the prosperity and bustle of Shenjing together.

Although the distance was far, there were many martial arts masters, all of whom had good eyesight and could see his appearance clearly.

"It's the emperor!"

"Hmm?"

"The emperor!"

"Is it really the emperor?"

"Absolutely, I can see it clearly!"

The pilgrims immediately started to discuss.

Fakong turned around and returned to the temple. With a flick of his sleeves, the four bottles appeared on the stone table again. He continued to stare at them.

After entering the palace, Leng Feiqiong whispered, "The emperor..."

"Let me think about it, Feiqiong, don't worry about it." Chu Xiong said.

Leng Feiqiong said, "Your Majesty, do you really want to give Lingkong Temple to Master Fakong?"

"..." Chu Xiong frowned and pondered.

He was obviously struggling and conflicted.

Leng Feiqiong said, "Master Fakong is joking, right? If Dayun really gives him a temple and gives him the jade book and gold voucher, if the emperor doesn't give him anything, he will join Dayun?"

Chu Xiong shook his head.

"That's right," Leng Feiqiong said with a smile, "There is also the Vajra Temple here, which is his home. How could he easily betray?"

"Feiqiong," Chu Xiong shook his head and sighed, "I'm not afraid of his betrayal, I'm afraid he won't work hard."

Leng Feiqiong raised her eyebrows slightly.

Chu Xiong said, "No matter how excessive he is, he won't run to Dayun to help Dayun deal with our Daqian, but what if he doesn't work hard against Dayun?"

"..." Leng Feiqiong frowned and pondered.

This is indeed a big problem.

After seeing Master Fakong's magical powers, I know how important he is to the court.

The emperor is wise and knows that he can't rely too much on one person. He is afraid of Master Fakong and tries to stay away from him.

But in the end, he can't help but get close to him and constantly use his magical powers. His few words are very important.

If Master Fakong stops working and keeps his mouth shut, the loss to Daqian will be too great.

Chu Xiong said: "He will accept the temple given by Dayun."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Then Master Fakong is too greedy." Leng Feiqiong said: "After all, he is a citizen of Daqian, how can..."

"No one can resist such a reward, especially for him." Chu Xiong shook his head: "Daqian and Dayun, he can reach there in a moment, and it has become his independent world. It can be said to be an infinite temptation and it is impossible to refuse."

It would be the same for me. It is impossible to refuse such generous conditions, so I can't expect him to refuse.

Dayun's goal is probably not to let him turn against Daqian, but just to make him stop helping Daqian.

Leng Feiqiong frowned and said: "Then the emperor can only give Lingkong Temple to him? ... This Master Fakong!"

"I never thought that I would have this day." Chu Xiong laughed bitterly and shook his head: "I am really ashamed of my ancestors!"

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Leng Feiqiong said: "Your Majesty, didn't you say last time that you shouldn't think like this, but you should be glad that we have a Fakong monk in Daqian."

"Hehe..." Chu Xiong laughed.

Leng Feiqiong said: "If it weren't for Master Fakong, we don't know how much we would have suffered, or even how many princes would have died."

"That's true." Chu Xiong nodded slowly: "We do owe him a few big favors."

Leng Feiqiong said: "If you use a temple to exchange for these, would the emperor be willing?"

"... Well, Feiqiong, you are indeed clear-headed." Chu Xiong smiled.

Leng Feiqiong has no ambitions, no desire to compete, so he can watch more calmly and see more clearly.

This really reminded me.

According to the great achievements made by Fakong, it is indeed enough to win a temple, and more importantly, he will be needed in the future.

This temple is not only a reward for his previous contributions and a favor, but also allows him to continue to contribute in the future.

Leng Feiqiong said: "Since Master Fakong has made great contributions, if he has not been rewarded, he also has seven emotions and six desires, and he is not a saint."

"Okay, then give him Lingkong Temple." Chu Xiong snorted: "I have to talk to my mother."

"In my opinion, the queen mother will never object, but will strongly agree and praise the emperor for doing a good job."

"Mother..." Chu Xiong shook his head helplessly.

The queen mother's admiration for Fakong made Chu Xiong very helpless. He just said a few words and was scolded by the queen mother and retreated.

He could only listen to the queen mother's story of Fakong.

The queen mother knew all the news about Fakong.

The palace maids, eunuchs and general managers under her all asked about Fakong's news everywhere, all kinds of news, and then went to the queen mother to tell them to please the queen mother.

This trick has been tried and tested.

Chu Xiong didn't say much, so as not to be scolded by the queen mother again.

In the evening, Fakong stood with his hands behind his back on the lotus pond in front of the Sutra Library, his eyes traversing thousands of mountains and rivers and falling on Yuxia Pass.

Although he would not take action, he would still keep an eye on the situation over there to see how things would develop.

Sure enough, this Deputy Guard Zhu was no pushover and had already found out the murderer who killed his son.

Seeing this, Fakong nodded.

Xu Qingluo acted carefully enough and found the secret sentry, or secret guard, in the distance, and pretended to be soft-hearted for a while, so he let the person go.

The two secret guards had been lurking and did not rush back to Yuxia Pass until three days later when they slowly walked back.

It took another two days to finally arrive at Yuxia Pass, and then found Deputy Guard Zhu and reported what he had seen.

Zhu Mansion Hall

Deputy garrison Zhu Yifan, holding a teacup in his hand, stopped in mid-air, stared coldly at the two thin middle-aged men, and said in a deep voice: "According to you, the one who killed Xu'er was a thin young man with an ugly appearance and a long sword?"

"Yes." The two nodded at the same time.

"Only him?"

"Yes." The two nodded solemnly.

"One person killed Xu'er." Zhu Yifan snorted coldly: "Are all his guards eating idle meals?"

"Sir, the young master's guards couldn't react at all, and the young master had already been beheaded."

"Assholes!" Zhu Yifan slowly spit out two words, and said coldly: "All assholes! A bunch of assholes!"

The two bowed their heads and said nothing.

"What else?"

"...No more."

"Can you draw his appearance?"

The two looked embarrassed.

"More than a hundred people just came in, go and identify them!" Zhu Yifan glanced at them coldly.

"Yes." The two hurriedly clasped their fists and nodded.

Zhu Yifan waved his hand: "Go ahead."

"I'll take my leave." The two of them retreated from the hall.

"Bang!" Zhu Yifan raised the teacup in his hand and threw it to the ground fiercely, making a muffled sound.

The fragments splashed and scattered around.

His thin face became gloomy, and his eyes were like spitting fire.

The muscles on his face twisted and became more and more hideous.

As time passed, the hall became dark.

He stood in the darkness, motionless, only breathing heavily, like a beast ready to eat people at any time.

The servants outside the hall huddled outside, and no one dared to go in and light the lamp, lest they be severely punished.

Two servants had already been fined a year's salary for offending him.

Fakong saw this and shook his head and laughed.

This Qingluo really has her own style. She acts cautiously and even changes her appearance temporarily.

In this way, it is almost impossible to find her.

The misleading of these two people will make Zhu Yifan further and further away from the real murderer, because the person played by Xu Qingluo is not fictional, but a real person.

This person is a well-known master in the southwest martial arts world. If Zhu Yifan continues to investigate, he will find this person.

Unfortunately, time is running out.

Before Zhu Yifan can find this person, King Xin will find out that he betrayed Daqian and defected to Dayun.

Fakong sighed.

The fate of a person is indeed unpredictable.

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