Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

There was a sound of clothes flying.

Cao Jingchun was already standing outside Yongkong Temple and raised his voice: "Master?"

Fakong's voice rang in his ears: "Your Majesty, please come in."

Cao Jingchun pushed open the door and strode in. When he arrived in front of Fakong, he glanced around with his eyes and marveled.

"Your Majesty, it's just a joke. It's just a trivial thing." Fa Kong was gentle and calm.

"Is this the magic method that the master used to pray for rain?"

"The mantra of clouds and rain." Fakong nodded: "It is a great wish mantra. It requires the collective wishes of all living beings before it can be cast."

"The mantra of moving clouds and spreading rain..." Cao Jingchun said with emotion: "It's really eye-opening."

He had heard of it but had never seen it with his own eyes, so although he thought it was magical, it still felt a bit unreal.

Now you can see it with your own eyes.

Yongkong Temple is another world. It is completely different within the same wall. This feeling becomes clearer.

This is what is called the dojo.

It is a real dojo, not a dojo in words...

This ashram seems to be isolated from the outside world, forming a world of its own. Stepping into this place, your mind will naturally calm down.

Especially when I smell the fresh and moist air and feel the vigorous vitality, my mind is both peaceful and agile, and I wish I could live here forever without leaving.

Fa Kong said in a warm voice: "Buddhism is boundless, I just borrowed a little bit of the power of Buddhism."

"Master is really too modest." Cao Jingchun shook his head and sighed: "This is not a trace of power."

Fakong said: "After observing the West Kabeye Sutra, my mind was agitated and my uncontrollable power overflowed."

"It would be great if those two Buddhist scriptures are useful to the master." Cao Jingchun said: "It's a pity that there are only those two books."

Fakong smiled and said: "The Xijia Baye Sutra is indeed useful to me, but it is a pity that it is rarely handed down from generation to generation, so I need to obtain the predestined teaching."

"What is the maximum range of the Master's cloud-making and rain-making spell?" Cao Jingchun asked curiously.

Fakong pondered and shook his head: "The Clouds and Rain spell itself has no limit to its range. The range depends on the amount of wish power. The wish power is converted into spell power. The range can be as large as the wish power."

"If the people of Dayong all pray, can it spread throughout Dayong?"

"If you have enough willpower, you can." Fakong nodded.

Cao Jingchun was dubious.

If I hadn't seen the heavy rain pouring with my own eyes, I might have laughed it off.

You must know that Dayong has a vast territory. Even a peerless Qinggong master cannot reach it even if he runs from south to north for days and nights.

A Buddhist mantra made it rain all over Dayong, which was unbelievable.

But the scene before him was already unbelievable.

Even more incredible things may not be possible for Master Fakong to do.

He came here to determine what was going on with the heavy rain just now. Once he was sure, he left quickly.

He returned to the palace and reported to Cao Jingyuan.

Chongwen Hall

"He is indeed a divine monk!" Cao Jingyuan sat on the dragon chair and sighed: "What a pity...but it doesn't matter, he is also our divine monk in Dayong now."

He felt more and more that giving Yongkong Temple to Fakong was indeed a proud achievement. It would be a great loss to miss such a powerful monk.

Cao Jingchun sat on the round pier at the foot of the steps and said with a smile: "Brother Emperor, the most important thing is that he extended the life of the imperial master. This is a great merit."

"Yes..." Cao Jingyuan said with emotion: "The merits are immeasurable, and now we in Dayong can't do without the national master."

Cao Jingchun nodded.

"Alas!" Cao Jingyuan suddenly sighed and looked at the door of the hall.

The door of the main hall was opened, the curtain was rolled up, a gust of wind blew in, and the whole hall was filled with refreshing wind.

Cao Jingyuan shook his head and said: "Ninth brother, the National Master is really good and it is really troublesome. Monk Yuande is still too young and needs time."

Cao Jingchun nodded: "There is nothing we can do about it. No matter how strong the monk Yuande is, there is no way he can do it overnight."

This caused a break.

Although the reputation of Divine Monk Yuande is high, he is still young and has insufficient deterrent effect on various martial arts sects.

In the final analysis, it still requires the realm of martial arts.

These martial arts sects fear power rather than virtue. Their martial arts are not strong enough, and no matter how prestigious they are, they cannot suppress them.

The reason why the national master can be so majestic in the martial arts world is not that the Buddhist teachings are profound, but that the martial arts is powerful enough.

Of course, for Dayong, where Buddhism is prosperous, Buddhism is also extremely important, and it is impossible without profound Buddhism.

Buddhism makes people respect you, and martial arts makes people fear you. If you have both, you will naturally be in awe.

Cao Jingyuan said: "So Master Fakong has done us a big favor, and the kindness is not small."

Cao Jingchun smiled and said: "I can see that what Master Fakong likes most is not only the monastery, but also the Xijia Baye Sutra."

"Xijia Beiye Sutra..." Cao Jingyuan shook his head: "There are some in the Great Miaolian Temple. They should have been read by Master Fakong as a favor to Master Fakong. The palace has also read these two books... Ninth brother, you Let’s see if we can get some more.”

"Yes." Cao Jingchun nodded.

I also have this intention.

It's rare to encounter something that Master Fa Kong likes. I'm not afraid of what Master Fa Kong likes, but I'm afraid that he doesn't like anything.

Cao Jingyuan said: "However, the life span of the Imperial Master has been extended, so we must be on guard against the possibility that the Great Miaolian Temple will take the opportunity to grow."

"Brother, don't worry, I will spread the reputation of Master Fakong to counter the influence of the Great Miaolian Temple." Cao Jingchun said.

Cao Jingyuan nodded lightly.

Cao Jingchun said: "But I think Master Fakong has no intention of expanding Yongkong Temple. A group of people came a few days ago, but now they are gone... Monk Yuande went to Yongkong Temple several times. Is it because of this reason?"

Cao Jingyuan nodded lightly: "Da Miaolian Temple will not want Yongkong Temple to grow."

It doesn't matter if Yongkong Temple grows, because Monk Fakong is an outsider monk after all, with a shallow foundation, while Da Miaolian Temple is different, with deep roots and lush leaves, and must be guarded against.

Da Miaolian Temple will not have any rebellious thoughts, but it is afraid that after it becomes powerful, it will be difficult for itself to do anything, and this emperor will be a decoration.

So it must be suppressed.

This is also for the good of Da Miaolian Temple.

Cao Jingyuan said: "The monk Yuande has been to Yongkong Temple several times. It seems that their relationship is already good."

"Saving the life of the national teacher is enough for the Great Miaolian Temple to remember this favor." Cao Jingchun shook his head and smiled: "But favors are favors, and interests are interests. The monk Yuande and Master Fakong are competitors after all, two tigers in one mountain."

"Interests are interests, and friendship is friendship." Cao Jingyuan shook his head: "I think the monk Yuande is also a sincere person. No matter how much he fears Master Fakong's reputation, he will not go too far... I am afraid that the two tigers will coexist and there will be no room for other tigers."

Cao Jingchun was solemn.

Cao Jingyuan smiled and said: "But this is also a good thing. With Yongkong Temple, Prince Chun's Mansion and the Great Miaolian Temple will not be so tense, and there will be a buffer."

Cao Jingchun pondered and nodded.

For the time being, it is so, but what will it be like in the future?

"In any case, we still have to win over Master Fakong," Cao Jingyuan said with a smile, "The national master's life span has greatly increased, so there is no need to rush."

"It has indeed solved the big trouble." Cao Jingchun nodded.

They have actually been worried about the situation after the national master's death, but there is no good way except to weaken the martial arts sects.

Now that the national master's life span has increased, the troubles will be solved, and they can breathe a sigh of relief, and there is no need to rush to weaken the martial arts sects.

"In any case, look for more Xijia palm leaf scriptures."

"Yes, my royal brother."

After sending Cao Jingchun away, Fakong returned to his abbot's courtyard, breathing the fresh and moist air, and suddenly flashed back to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

Faning had already returned from the Vajra Temple and was weeding in the pagoda garden behind.

As soon as Fakong sat down, Lin Feiyang appeared.

"Are you back?"

"Hehe, you're back." Lin Feiyang scratched his head embarrassedly, and offered the tea cup, but hesitated to leave.

In normal times, he would have offered the tea cup and gone to do his own things.

He is also a busy man.

Fakong sipped his tea and said lightly: "Just say whatever you want to say. Is it about Miss Zhu?"

"Hehe." Lin Feiyang said embarrassedly: "Can Miss Zhu come back?"

"I have already informed the prince. If the merit is enough, she can come back."

"Thank you, abbot!" Lin Feiyang was overjoyed.

Fakong said: "How is the situation in Dayun?"

"They are still dreaming. They want to attack Yuxia Pass from inside and outside. Hey, it's really..." Lin Feiyang looked disdainful.

This side has been prepared for a long time, and the net is set up. They don't know yet, and they still want to break in. It's really ridiculous.

This is the difference between having an abbot and not having an abbot.

Fakong nodded: "That's good. Don't go to Yuxia Pass these days to avoid suspicion."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang agreed and left briskly.

Fakong's eyes gradually became deep while sipping tea.

He glanced at the small mountain village, then quickly retracted his gaze and looked elsewhere to avoid being seen by Old Man Jiuyuan.

He glanced at Yuxia Pass, where Xu Qingluo and the other two were practicing formations and swordsmanship, sweating profusely.

He turned his gaze away again and looked at the Vajra Courtyard.

In the backyard of the Vajra Courtyard, Hu Houjun was still surrounded by Meng Qinghe, Zhao Xiu'e and Hui Fei, playing happily and running around.

This was a rare strong figure for his age.

Meng Qinghe and Zhao Xiu'e teased him, making him play more crazily. Under the nourishment of the rejuvenation spell, he became stronger and stronger.

Hui Fei, who was standing by, was delighted.

She was really fed up with the suffering of her child's weakness, and seeing Hu Houjun so strong, she felt it was a supreme and beautiful thing.

Fakong's gaze continued to scan and fell in front of King Qi's grave.

Four middle-aged men in gray robes were carrying the coffin of King Qi out of the grave. Each of them lifted a corner of the coffin and rushed out as a wisp of light smoke.

Fakong followed them with his eyes.

They were walking through the forests and mountains as if they were walking on flat ground. Their feet were like wind and fire wheels, and their speed was amazing.

Not to mention that they were walking in the wilderness, even in the downtown area, it was not necessarily possible to see their figures clearly, and even if they were clearly seen, they might not be able to catch up.

Obviously, these four people all had outstanding light skills. Although they were not as good as Lin Feiyang and Xu Qingluo, they were already top-notch in the world.

Few people could catch up with them.

Fakong shook his head.

This was predictable. How could Dayun let King Qi's body fall in Daqian?

After the body was transported back, they would continue to investigate the murderer, and then revenge would arrive like a storm.

Fakong could imagine how angry Hu Lieyuan was.

Prince Qi is not the unloved prince or neglected prince as people think, but is valued by Hu Lieyuan.

Seeing this, Fakong put down his teacup and shook his head.

He could fully understand this anger. As an emperor, he couldn't protect his own son. This kind of frustration would make people crazy and do many irrational things.

His eyes suddenly condensed slightly, flashing with golden light.

Start to deduce the next development through the corpse of King Qi.

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