Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Yang Shuangting shook his head and smiled: "Sister Zhu, let me think of a way."

"Sister, what can I do?" Zhu Miaoying was startled, and then hesitantly said: "In today's world, I am afraid that no one except Divine Monk Fa Kong can save my grandmother."

When she said this, tears welled up in her eyes again.

She really couldn't bear the pain of losing her grandmother. Without her grandmother, she would be miserable living alone in this world.

But for my grandmother's illness, I had already invited several famous doctors, but the medicines and stones were all ineffective. These famous doctors all recommended Dr. Fakong to my father.

Medicines and medicines can't kill people. Such a terminal illness can only be saved by the Buddhist mantra of the monk Fa Kong. It can no longer be saved by medicines and stones.

The whereabouts of Divine Monk Fa Kong are uncertain, and he may not always be in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple. Even if he is in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, he cannot be invited.

For this reason, my father was very upset, complaining that he was incompetent and could not enter the imperial palace to become an official. If he had already become an official in the capital, he could go to the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple to seek help at this time, and my grandmother would be saved.

She also complained vaguely, but things in officialdom were the most unpredictable. It was so difficult to be a Beijing official.

And it's too late now.

Grandma couldn't survive a month, and my father couldn't become a Beijing official despite all his efforts. What's more, even if he became a Beijing official, Grandma couldn't bear the pain of the journey, which would only accelerate her condition.

The illness came like a mountain, and the feeling of being powerless was too hopeless and painful. I was living in torture.

Yang Shuangting said softly: "Although I can't find Divine Monk Fakong, I can help my ancestors go to Shenjing."

Zhu Miaoying blinked her eyes in confusion, her eyes dim with tears.

Others also looked at Yang Shuangting curiously.

Yang Shuangting sighed and said: "I have a spiritual elixir in my house. After taking it, it can last for twelve hours. I can take this time to take my ancestors to Shenjing."

"Twelve hours?"

"What elixir is so powerful?"

"This may be possible, but it requires a light kung fu master, and ordinary masters cannot reach Shenjing in one day."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult. Rushing to Shenjing with one person in one day is difficult, difficult, difficult!"

Everyone was talking about it.

Yang Shuangting looked at Zhu Miaoying.

Zhu Miaoying frowned in thought, wondering if she could find such a light kung fu master to take her grandmother to Shenjing.

I am afraid that none of the master guards in the mansion can reach Shenjing in one day.

Yang Shuangting said: "Twelve hours can guarantee your safety. Although our ancestor is weak, he should be able to survive the remaining day, right?"

"One day..." Zhu Miaoying thought for a while, her grandmother was weak and getting weaker and weaker. Can she survive for a day?

Yang Shuangting said: "Instead of sitting and waiting, why not give it a try, right?"

Zhu Miaoying gritted her teeth, made a decisive decision, nodded and said: "Okay, Sister Yang..."

Yang Shuangting waved his jade hand: "No matter how precious the elixir is, it is not as valuable as the life of our ancestors. Needless to say."

"...Okay." Zhu Miaoying stopped saying thanks and could only keep it in her heart. She saved her grandmother's life, which meant saving her own life and the life of the entire Zhu family.

"If it takes two days... it should be about the same." A handsome young man nodded slowly and said: "Find a master with good Qinggong skills and lead the ancestors to the Shenjing. It is best to calculate the time accurately, so as not to have the holy monk not be there at the time."

"It doesn't matter." Zhu Miaoying said: "The divine monk is not here, but there is still divine water. As long as you take the divine water, you can delay time until the divine monk comes back."

Although they couldn't rush over, they had already understood the steps to save people clearly. The more they did, the more painful it was.

It's obvious that I can save him, I know how to save him, but I can't.

"In this case..." the handsome young man said: "Let my master do it. My master's lightness kung fu is unparalleled."

"Brother Qi, do you still have a master?" A simple and honest young man asked curiously: "Do you also practice martial arts?"

"Don't you practice martial arts?" The handsome young man said with a smile: "Even if we have different identities, we still have to practice martial arts, so as not to be unable to escape if something happens."

Yang Shuangting smiled.

These people all have martial arts skills, but they are all inferior, and they are really not worth mentioning and vulnerable to a blow.

They still think that they are good at martial arts, which is simply ridiculous. They are too lazy to expose it, so let them feel good about themselves.

With their status, they would not be able to enter the martial arts world, and they did not need to have very good martial arts skills. This was also a blessing.

"Brother Qi, can your master travel to Shenjing in one day?"

"I'm afraid one day is not enough." Qi Guangjie, a handsome young man, shook his head and said, "I once heard Master say that he can reach Shenjing in one and a half days."

"One and a half days..."

"Otherwise, please invite the leader of the guards in my mansion, Chief Zhou. His lightness skills are also very good. Although he is not as good as Brother Qi's master, he can reach Shenjing in two days."

"We don't need so many people..." Zhu Miaoying said hurriedly.

Seeing that they all wanted to help her, she was moved.

"Although we usually quarrel and quarrel, at this critical moment, we will never hide our secrets. We will help as much as we can." Qi Guangjie said: "Sister Zhu, don't be anxious. Our ancestors are blessed with great fortune and will definitely be able to survive." This level.”

"That's right." Everyone comforted.

"That's what I think." Qi Guangjie said: "We will send a few Qinggong masters to run a certain distance each. This can avoid exhaustion and increase the speed."

"That's a good idea!" The honest young man nodded hurriedly: "No matter how good the Qinggong master is, he can't stand it even if he runs in one breath, and the speed will become slower and slower. It's best to run step by step."

Others offered suggestions, planning which section of the route their own masters of Qinggong would run. The last section would definitely be for the masters of the Zhu family.

Yang Shuangting listened to their plans and looked out the window absent-mindedly.

"Sister Yang?" Zhu Miaoying noticed her abnormality and gently pulled her sleeve.

Yang Shuangting sighed: "Let the boat dock first."

"Dock?" Everyone looked at her puzzled.

Yang Shuangting said: "Go and have a look."

"What to look at?"

"Look at the position where the monk Fakong is standing." Yang Shuangting said: "Let's go."

Qi Guangjie said: "Did Sister Yang find anything?"

Yang Shuangting waved her jade hand.

"Okay, then listen to Sister Yang." Qi Guangjie said.

Everyone had no objection.

Yang Shuangting had a high prestige among them, not only because her father was the prefect, but also because she acted calmly and convincingly.

The pleasure boat docked, and everyone followed Yang Shuangting along the willow embankment to the willow tree, stood where Fakong had stood before, and looked at Zhongling Lake.

At this time, the sunset was getting closer to the west mountain, and the sky was red.

Zhongling Lake had been dyed red, as if red brocade was gently swaying, with a red, magnificent and illusory.

They were all covered with red clouds.

Yang Shuangting looked for a moment, and Zhu Miaoying stood beside her and nodded: "It's this position, we were there at that time."

She pointed to a pleasure boat on the lake: "It's where it is now."

Yang Shuangting turned and looked at the old willow branch.

The willow branch was drooping and gently swaying. The branches had already sprouted. Unknowingly, spring had come.

She suddenly pointed: "What is that?"

Everyone looked over.

At the fork of the willow tree, there was actually a string of Buddhist beads, antique and similar in color to the bark, so it was not conspicuous and easily overlooked.

"Huh?" The honest young man jumped up, took off the Buddhist beads, and immediately felt warm and heavy in his hand.

The honest young man also found that there was a piece of plain paper under the Buddhist beads, so he handed the Buddhist beads to Yang Shuangting and opened the plain paper.

He took a look at it and handed it to Yang Shuangting, with a curious look on his face: "Sister Yang, do you know the monk Fakong? The monk actually left this string of Buddhist beads for you."

Yang Shuangting said: "We have met once."

"..." Everyone looked over, curious.

You should know that the monk Fakong is a god-like figure, and he is almost in a different world from ordinary people.

Only the people in Shenjing are lucky enough to see the monk Fakong often and have the honor to greet him.

For those of them outside Shenjing, it is very difficult to see the monk Fakong, unless they go to Shenjing.

But it is said that it is not so easy to see the monk Fakong in Shenjing now.

The monk Fakong has become more and more secluded, and he almost always stays in the temple to practice Buddhism, and he is often not in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

It is said that he has the Buddhist supernatural power of walking, and can reach a thousand miles away in an instant. I don’t know where he will practice.

Just think about it, if I have the magical power of the monk Fakong, of course I will go all over the world, go to the Great Snow Mountain in the morning, go to the city of Shenjing in the evening, and go to the Great Light Peak at noon.

Sitting on the Great Snow Mountain or the Great Light Peak to comprehend the Dharma, or sharpen my mind in the midst of the decadence of Shenjing City, how pleasant it is.

And Sister Yang was able to see the monk Fakong, which was a great opportunity. She was immediately extremely curious and asked about it.

"This monk Fakong's Buddhist mantras are magical, his Buddhist teachings are profound, and his wisdom is amazing. Can you feel the majesty of the monk?"

"How old is the monk Fakong? Some say he is in his teens, some say he is in his twenties, and some say he is in his forties. How old is he?"

"The monk Fakong is said to have many great magical powers. Sister Yang, can you ask the monk to help you see your future destiny?"

Yang Shuangting ignored the inquiries of the crowd and handed the Buddhist beads to Zhu Miaoying: "Sister Zhu, take it back and let the ancestor wear it. I don't know if it will work."

"This..." Zhu Miaoying hesitated: "This is what the monk left for you, sister Yang."

"Since it is given to me, then I will do whatever I want. Take it to the ancestor. Maybe it can save the ancestor's life. If it doesn't work, I will send the ancestor to the capital." Yang Shuangting said.

"...Okay." Zhu Miaoying took it and immediately felt infinite hope.

If you can cure your grandmother without tossing and risking death halfway, it would be great.

Although this string of Buddhist beads looks ordinary, it won't attract attention when worn on the wrist.

But it depends on who gave it to you.

How could it be ordinary if it was given by the monk Fakong?

She held the string of Buddhist beads tightly, like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood.

"Sister Yang, how about I take a look?" Qi Guangjie said curiously: "The Buddhist beads given by the monk Fakong must be seen."

Yang Shuangting looked at Zhu Miaoying.

Zhu Miaoying handed it to Qi Guangjie.

Qi Guangjie took it carefully, looked at it carefully, and then turned the Buddhist beads around, finally shook his head in disappointment and handed it to Zhu Miaoying.

Zhu Miaoying waved her hand to signal them to play with it.

Everyone couldn't help their curiosity. After playing with it, they all showed disappointment. This is indeed an ordinary Buddhist bead, without any mystery.

Such Buddhist beads, even if they are sold on the street, I am afraid they can't be sold at a high price. They can be seen everywhere.

Could it be that the monk Fakong saw it on the street and bought a string at random?

Qi Guangjie looked at Yang Shuangting cautiously.

Yang Shuangting snorted: "Just say what you want to say, don't hesitate!"

"This Buddhist rosary looks familiar to me, it looks like the one from Yixinzhai."

"... It really looks like it."

"Look at the secret mark below it,...it is indeed from Yixinzhai!"

Everyone immediately recognized the origin of the Buddhist beads, the sandalwood Buddhist beads from Yixinzhai in the city, twelve taels of silver per string.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

This monk Fakong bought a string of Buddhist beads from Yixinzhai to give to Sister Yang, not his personal belongings.

Yixinzhai is a time-honored brand in Changling City, and I have never heard that it has a branch in Shenjing.

The owner of the restaurant is a great lay Buddhist in the city, skilled in carpentry, sincerely worships Buddha, and has a lot of contacts with the monks of several famous temples.

He has a deep understanding of Buddhist philosophy and carpentry, and the Buddhist instruments he makes are more exquisite, but they are not expensive, which is considered a kind of alms.

So Yixinzhai's Buddhist instruments are very popular.

Each one has the secret mark of Yixinzhai, and if there is a problem, you can go directly to Yixinzhai to exchange it for a new one.

However, Buddhist instruments are difficult to damage, and the more they are used, the higher their value, and the older they are, the more precious they are, so those who believe in Buddhism will not buy more.

There are many believers whose Buddhist instruments are passed down from their ancestors, which are more precious than new ones, so there is no need to buy more.

What is the intention of the monk Fakong to buy a string of Buddhist beads for Yang Shuangting?

... Is he teasing Yang Shuangting?

This question came to their minds, but they did not say it out loud, not wanting to embarrass Yang Shuangting.

Yang Shuangting glanced at them and saw through their thoughts: "Sister Zhu, let the ancestor wear it first. No matter where these Buddhist beads come from, they are all given by the monk Fakong."

"Okay." Zhu Miaoying nodded vigorously.

At the very least, we can use the method that everyone has come up with, through several top Qinggong masters, and try to send grandma to the capital within one or two days.

Yang Shuangting showed a tired look, yawned, and said lazily: "Let's disperse today, and we will meet here tomorrow."

"Still the same time." Qi Guangjie said hurriedly.

At dusk the next day, the setting sun was shining.

Zhongling Lake was still bustling with pleasure boats shuttling back and forth.

Yang Shuangting and several others appeared on the willow bank beside Zhongling Lake, right under the willow tree they had stood under before.

They all remembered the willow tree where the monk Fakong had stood, and paid special attention to it.

In the end, only Zhu Miaoying had not arrived.

Qi Guangjie turned his head from time to time, but he didn't see Zhu Miaoying. His anxiety became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but say to Yang Shuangting: "Sister Yang, I'll go find Sister Zhu."

Yang Shuangting glanced at him: "It's not time yet, why are you in a hurry."

"Usually Sister Zhu comes the earliest, but today..."

"Maybe something delayed her, no hurry."

"What could it be? Is it the old ancestor..."

Everyone suddenly felt heavy-hearted, worried that Zhu Miaoying's grandmother really had an accident.

Why did everyone call her the old ancestor? It was because she was of a high generation, and every year people from the Jingbei Palace came to pay their respects, send gifts, and call her the old ancestor.

The people in Jingbei Palace called her that, and others followed suit. After all, she was the oldest person in Changling Palace, so it was not an exaggeration to call her the ancestor.