Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Qingluo said: "Master, this requires the help of the court."

Fakong looked at her.

Xu Qingluo said: "The court's post station can help more people come."

Fakong shook his head: "The post station is used by court officials, ordinary people cannot use it, otherwise, it will affect the operation of the court and the power of officials."

At the beginning of the founding of the country, the post station built by the court was for everyone to use, but for some reason, it later became exclusive to court officials and civilians could not use it.

If civilians are allowed to use it again, it will affect the privileges of officials, which they will never allow. They will definitely rise up to oppose and stop this.

Even if Chu Xiong wanted to move forward, he couldn't go against the wishes of the officials. It was not worth angering the public for a small matter.

Xu Qingluo frowned and said: "Then there is no way."

If you want more people to come to Xingnan Peak, you can't fly over, and you can't use Qinggong to come over. Too many people have low martial arts or even no martial arts.

You need to take a carriage or a horse to come. It's okay if the distance is not far, but it's too much trouble if it's far. Many people simply can't go through so much trouble just to see Xingnan Peak.

Fakong nodded.

His magical powers are useless at this time.

"It would be great if it could be like the Zhongshan Holy Land," Xu Qingluo shook her head and said, "Building a holy land every hundred miles would be really fun."

Fakong laughed, "How could the emperor agree? He probably regrets it now."

When Chu Xiong gave him Xingnan Peak, he never thought that Xingnan Peak would become like this, and that it would have such a great reputation, attracting so many people to come and making his reputation soar.

If Chu Xiong knew there would be such a consequence, he would never agree.

Unfortunately, as an emperor, he couldn't take back what he said, otherwise his prestige would be greatly damaged, and all officials would grumble in their hearts and no longer trust him.

Then his so-called rewards and punishments would have no authority. Who knows if today's rewards will be taken back tomorrow? In the absence of a sense of security, naturally, he would not want to work hard.

Xu Qingluo said, "He doesn't have to be willing."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "When the emperor gave this mountain, he was unwilling, and when he gave Lingkong Temple, he was also unwilling, but he didn't refuse to give it because of that."

Fakong shook his head, "This action should not be repeated again and again."

Xu Qingluo snorted, "I think it's okay once or twice, then it's okay in the future."

"The emperor's patience is limited." Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "The emperor can tolerate it. He could tolerate it at the beginning, he can tolerate it now, and he will still tolerate it in the future."

She felt that Chu Xiong's tolerance for Fakong was extremely high, far beyond imagination. The most important thing was one thing: life span, which could extend life span.

As long as the master did not rebel, as long as he had no ambition for power, and only promoted Buddhism, there would be no fundamental conflict with the emperor, and he could tolerate it for the sake of the master's ability to extend life span.

Fakong said, "There's no need to be so extreme."

Of course he knew that Chu Xiong's patience limit was far from being reached, but he didn't want to challenge Chu Xiong's patience limit, because that meant there was no room for maneuver and no chance to turn around.

Such a risk is too high and there is really no need.

I have supernatural powers and there are too many possibilities. There is no need to take this path.

Sometimes the seemingly shortest path is more worry-free, trouble-free and time-saving than taking a detour.

Xu Qingluo saw him like this and said helplessly, "You can't just endure it like this and wait for time to pass and slowly spread. Isn't it too slow?"

She wished that within a day, the whole Daqian would know about Xingnan Peak, and then swarm in and become followers of Xingnan Peak and Fakong.

Fakong said, "Sometimes slow is fast."

"Otherwise, find someone to deliberately spread the news?" Xu Qingluo was unwilling to give up.

Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo said, "Then find someone to attack Xingnan Peak?"

Fakong said, "This is a bad idea."

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Letting someone attack Xingnan Peak, but they can't even get up the steps of Xingnan Peak, this is sensational enough, right?"

Fakong said, "No need to do these, just let it go."

"Ah..., okay." Xu Qingluo was helpless.

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On the morning of the third day, after Xu Qingluo and the other four had dinner at Wangjiang Tower, they came to Xingnan Peak. As soon as they arrived at Xingnan Peak, Zhou Qi came to report that three masters of martial arts sects came in disguise.

They suddenly released their aura on the mountain, causing a strong shock, which made the masters of Yemingsi nervous, and they thought that masters of Dayun had come.

Xu Qingluo was curious about why they suddenly released their aura.

Most of the masters of these martial arts sects have mastered martial arts and can control their aura freely, so they shouldn't suddenly lose control.

Unless, those who have not yet become Grandmasters have become Grandmasters.

Zhou Qi shook his head gently: "No wonder, they have just become Grandmasters, and their momentum is unstable."

I didn't expect that these sect masters have not yet become Grandmasters.

The leader of a sect has not become a Grandmaster. Such a sect's strength is speechless.

What's even more ridiculous is that such a sect master has to disguise himself, fearing that others will recognize him, especially those who are afraid of being recognized by Xingnan Peak.

This is really a bit self-indulgent.

If Xingnan Peak didn't have portraits of the sect masters, he and others really wouldn't be able to recognize them.

"Which sect masters are here?" Chu Ling asked curiously.

Zhou Qi said: "The leader of Taihua Sect, the leader of Jinshui Sect, the leader of Haoyang Sect, ... there are only three of them at present. Others may have come, but we failed to recognize them."

"How many grandmasters are there?" Xu Qingluo asked.

Zhou Qi said: "There are three grandmasters who came today, two of whom are the leaders of Taihua Sect and Jinshui Sect, and we don't recognize the remaining one."

"We still have to pay attention to the grandmasters." Xu Qingluo said: "There are only a few grandmasters in the world, and almost every one of them is not an unknown person."

Only in Yeming Division and Vajra Temple, the grandmasters came in waves, and a group of them came out in one breath, and they didn't have time to become famous in the world.

Almost every other grandmaster is famous.

"Yes, I have drawn it." Zhou Qi said.

The masters of Yeming Division are often versatile.

Because they have a comfortable life, they can arrange their time leisurely and freely, and being too leisurely will inevitably make them think about it, thinking that they will die at the age of sixty.

In order to avoid having idle thoughts, they tried every possible way, either practicing hard to become a grandmaster to escape the fate of a dead soldier, or doing something else to please themselves and cultivate their character.

So they mastered various crafts, some liked wood carving, some liked stone carving, some liked musical instruments, some liked opera, and some liked to paint.

Among them, there are many masters of painting.

Xu Qingluo said: "It is estimated that more grandmasters and sect leaders will come in the next few days, and they will all be painted."

"Yes." Zhou Qi nodded solemnly.

Zhou Yang asked puzzledly: "Why paint them all?"

Xu Qingluo said: "It has its own wonderful uses."