Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Even though this monk Ci'en had just arrived in Shenjing for two days and had only walked around the city, she still had this feeling.

This was her intuition.

She believed in her intuition very much.

When she saw this monk Ci'en on the street, she felt that he was unusual. He stood out in the crowd.

But people would only be surprised by his tall stature, but there are many tall people in the world, and they would turn away after just one more look.

After Xu Qingluo saw him in the crowd, she did not turn away like ordinary people, but became alert.

Her strong spiritual power allowed her to discover the strangeness of this tall monk, and found that this tall monk actually had amazing spiritual power.

If it weren't for her strong spirit, she might not have discovered it and would have thought he was just an ordinary monk.

Among the people she saw, there were very few who had spiritual power, and they could be counted on one hand.

Such a person could certainly not be ignored, so she activated the power investigation of Phoenix Tower and quickly found out the details of Monk Ci'en, and also found out the details of Fumo Temple.

She immediately felt that this monk Ci'en came for Fakong, because he had been asking about Fakong's news.

If it was an ordinary monk, asking about Fakong's news, it would be normal, after all, the beauty of the monk Fakong was known all over the world.

Anyone who came to Shenjing must have heard of the reputation of the monk Fakong. Ordinary people may not be so curious, but monks must be curious.

But the monk Ci'en was not ordinary, and Xu Qingluo felt something was wrong.

After she found out all the information, she began to think and analyze.

Could it be that this monk Ci'en from the Fumo Temple wanted to come to Shenjing to become famous?

Then challenging the master is a shortcut. There are already too many people who want to take this shortcut, but they are blocked outside the temple.

This monk Ci'en may be able to get through Uncle Lin.

What if he really wants to beat the master?

The master is becoming more and more unfathomable now. I don't know how powerful he is.

This monk Ci'en is extremely powerful.

The reputation of the Demon Temple is very great. The disciple who came out to fight with the Demon Lord at that time.

More than a thousand years ago, when the Demon Sect had not yet split, the Demon Lord should have been the best master in the world.

Even if he was not the best in the world, he was in the top three.

Since this monk Ci'en dared to come out, he must be as good as his predecessors, and his martial arts skills must be top-notch.

Can the master defeat him?

Should we find a way to prevent him from challenging the master?

She kept thinking about this in her mind, and she had already thought of several ideas to prevent the monk Ci'en from challenging Fakong.

Fakong glanced at her: "Qingluo, bring him here."

"...Yes." Xu Qingluo sighed helplessly.

Fakong smiled and said, "Do you have so little confidence in your master?"

"Master, I'm afraid he comes prepared." Xu Qingluo said, "What if he has mastered some extraordinary skills and surprises us..."

"Qingluo, you are worried and confused!" Zhu Ni shook her head and smiled.

Qingluo didn't think about it. Master Fakong had a clairvoyance and could see his own fate. If this monk Ci'en could really threaten him, why would he meet him?

Since he wanted to meet him, he was sure of it.

Qingluo was very smart and was extremely perceptive in other matters. But when it came to Master Fakong, she would be too concerned and confused, not so calm.

"...Okay, I'll invite him over."

"Tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Xu Qingluo asked curiously, "Master, what do you want to invite him to do?"

"To discuss Buddhism." Fakong said.

Xu Qingluo pouted her red lips, obviously not believing it.

Fakong's eyes turned to the direction of Miaojue Temple again, but he didn't look over, just looked at it.

Lin Feiyang said, "Abbot, do you want me to test his strength?"

"No need." Fakong shook his head.

Lin Feiyang looked at Xu Qingluo: "Qingluo, is he really that powerful?"

"Uncle Lin, you'd better not go." Xu Qingluo said: "Lest you be seriously injured by him, this Ci'en is very dangerous."

Lin Feiyang nodded: "Okay."

He was still very convinced of Xu Qingluo's perception and judgment, and did not despise Xu Qingluo because of her young age.

In the following time, Fakong did not say much, as if he had been thinking all the time, slowly drinking and eating.

Xu Qingluo and the others were discussing endlessly, talking about the Fumo Temple and the secrets of more than a thousand years ago.

Fakong listened to their discussion and laughed secretly.

Many of them were just repeating what others said, and time has changed the truth beyond recognition, bizarre and tortuous, but in fact it is not that tortuous.

He found some records in the memory beads, and every hundred years, these rumors will have some strange changes.

The news after a thousand years is already a million miles away from the truth.

A bright moon hangs high.

Li Ying was practicing sword in the courtyard, the sword light overflowed the whole courtyard like moonlight, making the courtyard cold and chilly.

Fakong suddenly appeared and was enveloped by the sword light.

The sword light enveloped his body and spread rapidly, trying to wrap him up completely and continue to drill into his body.

Fakong gently shook the purple gold cassock, and the sword light dissipated immediately.

Li Ying returned the sword to the sheath.

The overwhelming sword light disappeared in an instant.

The courtyard returned to its dimness.

Li Ying, dressed in white clothes like snow, looked at him indifferently: "Rare guest."

Fakong smiled and said: "I haven't been here for two days."

Li Ying uttered two words indifferently: "Three days!"

Fakong smiled and said: "We met in the morning that day, and it will only be three days if we meet tomorrow morning."

Li Ying squinted at him, threw her long sword under the eaves of the pavilion and hung it up. She came to the stone table and lit the small red clay stove.

"How have you been lately?" Fakong asked, "Are you ready to leave seclusion?"

"There's no rush." ​​Li Ying shook her head.

If you go out now, you will definitely be designated as Sizheng by the emperor.

Fakong nodded: "A senior monk recently came to Shenjing City, Monk Ci'en from Fumo Temple."

"Fu Mo Temple..." Li Ying chewed these three words, slowly changed her face, frowned and said: "Tiannan Fu Mo Temple?!"

"It seems you know this Demon-Fuming Temple."

"Fumo Temple is a method that practices outside the world, and the disciples do not live in the world." Li Ying frowned and said, "How could there be a disciple here?"

Fakong said: "He is here to find you."

Li Ying was startled, then laughed: "What do you want from me?"

"Looking for the new generation of Demon Lord." Fa Kong said with a smile.

The smile on Li Yingying's white melon seed face froze, and she slowly stopped smiling, and said solemnly: "Demon Lord?"

Fakong nodded.

Li Ying kept pressing the small red clay stove with her hands. With these few words, the red clay stove was already gushing white.

She brewed two cups of tea, pushed one to Fa Kong, kept one for herself, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely: "Fumo Temple, they are going to continue targeting our Demon Sect."

Fakong nodded.

Li Ying sneered: "He thought it was more than a thousand years ago!"

Fakong said: "The Ming Dynasty Demon Subduing Technique can restrain your Heavenly Demon Sutra, right?"

Li Ying's bright eyes flashed, and she shook her head without saying anything.

Fakong smiled and said: "The mission of Fumo Temple seems to be to suppress your demon sect, Fu Mo."

"They are subduing the demons in their hearts, they are subduing the inner demons."

"It's also Futian Mo." Fakong said with a smile: "The disciples of Fumo Temple live in this world with the purpose of suppressing the Demon Sect."

"...Yes." Li Ying stopped denying it and said coldly: "But he doesn't know that the current Demon Sect is not the former Demon Sect."

Fakong looked at her with a smile.

Li Ying said: "The Demon Lord back then was also amazingly talented. After fighting with the monk from Fumo Temple, he created the Karma Knife."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, this karma sword was created because of Fumo Temple.

Li Ying said: "The Ye Dao combines the essence of the Heavenly Demon Sutra and the Ming Dynasty Demon Subduing Technique. Once you master it, you will no longer be afraid of the Ming Dynasty Demon Subduing Technique."

"Then have you mastered the karma sword?"

"...No." Li Ying shook her head.

She looked at Fakong and smiled: "But if you practice, you can restrain him enough."

Fakong smiled.

Li Ying said: "The Ye Dao reacts to the Heavenly Demon Sutra. I can sense it, and the disciples of Fumo Temple should also be able to sense it."

Fakong smiled and said, "Can you actually sense it?"

After practicing the Karma Knife, he almost never used it. It was hidden in Medicine Buddha, making it almost impossible for outsiders to detect it.

The Heavenly Demon Sutra can sense it, which shows that the Heavenly Demon Sutra is indeed mysterious, and it is a mystery that I have not been able to understand.

And the Ming Dynasty King's Demon Subduing Technique should also be mysterious.

Li Ying nodded slowly: "He will think that you have also practiced the Ming Dynasty Demon Subduing Technique, and he will definitely come to you."

Fakong smiled.

Li Ying frowned and thought for a moment: "Am I not his opponent?"

"It is indeed not as good as him." Fakong shook his head: "He came prepared and restrained your Demonic Scripture."

Li Ying's face turned serious.

Since Fakong said that he was no match for the master of Fumo Temple, it must be true. It seemed that he could not fight head-on with him.

She stood up and walked around, her bright white face covered with clouds.

This is simply a sudden disaster. Suddenly an old enemy pops up, but he still wants to be stronger than himself and restrain himself.

"What countermeasures can you think of?" Fakong asked.

"Abolish the Heavenly Demon Sutra?" Li Ying shook her head: "Abolish the Heavenly Demon Sutra, and the sword technique will have no power."

The Heavenly Demon Sutra is the foundation and core of her mental skills. Once the Heavenly Demon Sutra is abolished, the foundation will collapse and the sword technique will have no power at all.

Just relying on sword moves is just a show.

Fakong said: "The Demon Subduing Art of the Ming Dynasty restrains the Demon Sutra, so the Demon Sutra is restrained. It cannot counter the Demon Subduing Art of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Unless the cultivation level is far superior to the other party." Li Ying said: "But..."

Obviously, his own cultivation is not as good as the other party's.

Fakong took out a relic from his sleeve and threw it to Li Ying.

Li Ying took it and took a look, but it was a strange relic, half black and half white.

Black is translucent, white is clear.

At first glance, it looks like two Go pieces pinched together, one black and one white, crystal clear and moist.

"This is the relic you gave me." Fakong said, "Remember?"

Li Ying nodded slowly.

Fakong said: "This should be his main goal. Give him this directly and he should leave."

Li Ying frowned.

Fakong said: "This black and white relic should belong to the disciples of their Fumo Temple, but it was obtained by you. It is also fate."

Li Ying looked at the black and white relics and turned to look at Fakong: "Are you really willing to give it back to him?"

Fakong smiled: "It is a good thing to let the owner of the relic return to the sect."

Li Ying nodded lightly. This was indeed true and could be considered a merit.

She looked at the black and white relics again and again, but didn't see anything strange about the black and white relics.

Except for the weird color, everything else is no different from ordinary relics.

PS: Update completed.