Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Ming came to rescue Feng Yuanjun and the other six on a whim.

He did not act after careful planning.

He originally could not remember these two old friends, but someone kept mentioning them in front of him.

This brought back his memories.

Then he thought that if these two old friends returned to Diaoyuedao, his reputation should be greatly improved.

The reputation of being vindictive has been thoroughly spread, so people stay away from him.

But if the reputation of repaying favors is spread, will people come closer and no longer look at him coldly?

People who clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment must be liked by others.

He has already felt the backlash of acting recklessly, and he is not smooth everywhere, and it is difficult to move forward in Diaoyuedao.

This kind of discomfort is invisible and indescribable, but it feels awkward and unsmooth, as if nothing he does can go smoothly, there are variables and obstacles.

These obstacles seem to be unintentional, which makes him unable to get angry.

He was clearly at the peak of the Divine Origin Realm, and a rare master in the world, but he did not receive admiration.

And admiration was the fundamental motivation that supported him to work hard until now.

He originally thought that as long as he became a master of the Divine Origin Realm, he would get everything, and anyone who laughed at him would feel ashamed.

But he did not expect that human nature was complicated.

Those who laughed at him, facing his rise, not only did not feel ashamed, but felt disgusted, and his unscrupulous behavior made him even more annoying.

So those new disciples of Diaoyue Dao were warned to stay away from him, saying that he was a little abnormal.

And because he was not smooth, irritable and irritable, he deepened the impression of everyone, so they stayed away from him and dared not get close.

He occasionally heard about the six people imprisoned in the Vajra Temple while eating, and someone mentioned it several times during meals.

He thought it was a bit coincidental, but he was too lazy to care about the reason.

Clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as old.

The people in front of him disgusted him, so he missed his two old friends especially. If he rescued them, he would have someone to talk to, and it would also improve his reputation. Why not kill two birds with one stone?

Fakong slowly sat back at the table, smelling the aroma of food and meat, trying to recall the appearance of those people who talked.

What a pity.

Xu Ming simply disdained these little people and was too lazy to look at them.

Fakong felt that there was something fishy.

Someone deliberately provoked Xu Ming to come and rescue people. What was he trying to do?

Was it to get rid of Xu Ming by the hand of the Vajra Temple, or to provoke the relationship between the Vajra Temple and Diaoyue Dao to deteriorate and conflict again?

Was it the work of the other five paths of the Demon Sect, or the work of Xu Ming's enemies?

For a while, doubts surged.

Unfortunately, there was too little information, and there was no basis for judgment. Of course, there were endless possibilities for imagination.

"Monk, the food is cold."

"... Eat!"

Fakong threw away these thoughts. As long as he determined that Diaoyue Dao would not retaliate, that was enough.

The three of them ate around a table.

Chatting while eating.

Lin Feiyang asked casually whether Xu Ming's death had caused a big trouble, and whether he had caused trouble.

Fakong glanced at him sideways, too lazy to say more.

It was useless to say anything.

When faced with the situation, Lin Feiyang acted completely on his instincts and could not control his temper.

Faning's fat face was full of worry: "Brother, if it really provokes Diaoyue Dao's crazy revenge, it will really be..."

His eyes were dull and his fat face was haggard.

He tossed and turned last night and couldn't sleep.

His mind was surging, and all kinds of thoughts came one after another.

The wooden bed he built was very solid. At the beginning, considering that he was too fat, he took the best wood and made it thick, strong and stable.

But after tossing and turning all night last night, the bed began to squeak and shake.

Fakong said in a gentle voice: "Brother, you worry too much. Diaoyue Dao is not that scary. We dare to fight if you dare to come. We are not that weak in Vajra Temple."

"If you are really not afraid, why don't you kill those six old men?" Lin Feiyang curled his lips: "You can see they are hypocritical at first glance. They are all hypocritical villains!"

"Brother Lin..." Faning wanted to refute.

"Faning, you don't think they are good people, do you?" Lin Feiyang said in surprise: "They are demons. It is difficult to change one's nature. Don't look at their kind eyes now, but once they are released, they will be demons again and kill people without blinking an eye!"

"No." Faning said in a low voice.

He said this without any confidence.

If you say it's right, Old Feng and the others are harmonious, kind, and speak nicely. It doesn't seem like they kill people without blinking an eye.

If you say it's wrong, they were demons after all. If they didn't act so viciously, they wouldn't be caught and imprisoned by the elders in the temple.

He looked at Fakong.

Fakong nodded gently: "They really deserve to die."

"I'll kill them!" Lin Feiyang stood up.

Fakong waved his hand.

It's unnecessary to silence him now.

It's better not to further provoke Diaoyue Dao. Although Diaoyue Dao is judged to be cold and indifferent, what if?

Dayong Wulin has not been resolved yet. With two sides attacking, even if Vajra Temple can survive, it will be hurt.

Lin Feiyang sat down disappointedly.

Faning glared at him dissatisfiedly.

Lin Feiyang shook his head: "Anyway, these six old guys are a disaster. The sooner they are killed, the better!"

Fakong suddenly looked at Faning.

The halo behind the Medicine Buddha statue actually added a ray of light, a little more faith, from Faning.

Never expected that Faning could also provide his own faith!

This is really a pleasant surprise.

Originally, I felt distressed when I came back.

After all, I can't see Lianxue and Xu Miaoru now. The power of faith is not increasing. It will be less and less if I use it up.

Fakong suddenly thought that Faning's fat face was cute, and smiled: "Don't worry, Junior Brother, according to my judgment, Diaoyue Dao will not attack."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"That's good, that's good!" Faning breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had put down a heavy burden and felt relieved.

He patted his thick chest.

His fat face was no longer tense and no longer frowning, but a smile emerged.

Lin Feiyang was about to ask: Is this judgment to comfort Faning, but Fakong glared back.

"Eat, eat." Lin Feiyang closed his mouth and buried his head in eating.

——

The sun sets and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

Fakong strolled by the lake.

The colorful clouds seemed to cover the small lake and reflected on his face.

He put one hand behind his back and held a Buddhist scripture in the other.

There were no words on the Buddhist scripture.

It was the wordless Buddhist scripture in the palace of Dexin.

Fakong always felt that there was something mysterious, and the more he couldn't figure it out, the more curious he became.

He kept reading Buddhist scriptures all day long.

He hoped that one day, by chance, he would be able to solve the mystery with a flash of inspiration.

Amid the sound of fluttering sleeves, a middle-aged man in black appeared at the entrance of the medicine valley, clasped his hands together in a salute, and then did not move.

Lin Feiyang appeared in front of him in a flash: "Who are you?"

"Qu Zhongtian of the Holy Church of Light."

"From the Holy Church of Light?"

"I am here to give Master Fakong something on the orders of the young master."

"Young master? Who is he?"

"The young master's surname is Xu."

"Xu Zhijian?"

"Yes."

"Oh, it's him." Lin Feiyang suddenly realized and stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me, I'll present it to Monk Fakong."

"The young master has ordered that it be handed over to Master Fakong in person."

"What a trouble. Wait." Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

Fakong came to the middle-aged man Qu Zhongtian in black, clasped his hands and said, "I am Fakong."

Qu Zhongtian took out a scroll from his arms.

Slowly unfolded it.

The portrait of Fakong painted on the scroll was lifelike, and his gentle and calm demeanor came to his face.

Qu Zhongtian rolled up the scroll, put it back in his arms, clasped his hands and said, "Qu Zhongtian greets Master Fakong."

Fakong smiled, "How is Brother Xu?"

"The young master has already gone into seclusion. Before entering seclusion, he sent me to deliver this." Qu Zhongtian took out a black box from his arms and presented it to Fakong with both hands.

Fakong took it and opened it. It turned out to be a booklet with the smell of ink. The cover was crookedly written with five big characters "Void Fetal Breathing Sutra".

Fakong couldn't help but smile and said, "Is this written by Brother Xu himself?"

"Yes." Qu Zhongtian nodded solemnly.

"...quite unique words." Fakong smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take it. Thank you, Mr. Qu."

"I'll take my leave."

Qu Zhongtian bowed and turned away.

He was as fast as a flash of light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What a light skill." Lin Feiyang praised.

Fakong nodded.

Xu Zhijian sent him to deliver the "Void Fetal Breathing Sutra", there must be a reason, he is reliable and has great light skills.

"Xu Zhijian is actually a young master?" Lin Feiyang smiled and said, "He is of high status."

Fakong turned back to the valley, threw the black box to him, and opened the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra.

Lin Feiyang took the black box and stretched his neck to look.

Fakong was too lazy to pay attention, and he kept walking and slowly flipped through the book. When he arrived at the pavilion, he had finished reading it.

Gently rubbed it and it turned into powder.

A gust of wind swept across the lake, brought a refreshing air into the pavilion, swept away the powder, and sprinkled it on the lake.

The fishes came out of the lake and swallowed the powder.

Lin Feiyang shook his head.

He glanced at it twice, and felt dizzy before he finished reading a page.

He knew all the words, but when they were put together, they made no sense, like a heavenly book.

Fakong looked up at the swaying flowers on the cliff, thinking about the "Void Fetal Breathing Sutra" in his mind.

This is the first half.

But he has already got a glimpse of its mystery.

At first glance, the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra seems to be a method of practicing qi, and fetal breathing is a Taoist term for practicing qi.

But this is a way to practice the spirit.

Take the void as your hometown, as your mother, and as your womb before you are born, so that you can be in an absolute resting state.

In this state, your heart strength will recover quickly and even become stronger.

The heart and breath are interdependent as the entry method.

Breath is a breath cultivated according to a unique mental method, which is different from the essence, qi, true qi, and gang qi.

This mental method is not practiced in the body, but a body is imagined in the void, which is one's own Dharmakaya, and practiced in the Dharmakaya.

When Fakong saw the word Dharmakaya, he thought of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

The three realms of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art are the Sambhogakaya realm, the Incarnation realm, and the Dharmakaya realm, each with three levels.

I am only in the first level of the Sambhogakaya realm now, and my progress is too slow. According to this progress, I may not be able to practice the first level even if I practice for a hundred years.

This "Void Fetal Breathing Sutra" actually starts directly from the Dharmakaya.

Fakong frowned and thought.

This Dharmakaya is certainly not that Dharmakaya.

The so-called Dharmakaya in Buddhism is Tathagatagarbha, self-nature, true nature, and invisible.

The Dharmakaya in this Void Fetal Breathing Sutra is a tangible thing.

It is not just an empty imagination, but when you visualize, you will get the Dharma nature, and then use the light of nature to condense the Dharmakaya.

This is a little bit of the edge of the Buddhist Dharmakaya.

As he thought about it, his mind lit up.

He had already burned a month's lifespan to light up the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda, and entered the pagoda to carefully comprehend the "Void Fetal Breathing Sutra".