Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Old Monk Huinan frowned and shook his head without saying anything.

He knew how powerful Chu Xiong was, and no force had taken advantage of Chu Xiong.

It was indeed not easy for Fakong to maintain the current situation.

Not only the magical power, even if he had the clairvoyance, it would not be so easy to deal with Chu Xiong.

After all, Chu Xiong still had treasures and many variables.

Fakong sighed: "Master, don't you go to Xingnan Peak to take a look?"

"I don't want to move." Old Monk Huinan said: "You are an old man, and you are about to pass away. There is no need to run around."

Fakong frowned and looked at him.

Old Monk Huinan said: "My life span is almost over."

Fakong smiled and said: "Master, you are still early."

Old Monk Huinan's life span is at least 382 years old, and he is only 82 years old now.

Old Monk Huinan shook his head: "I don't think it's too early."

Fakong thought about it, and his eyes suddenly became deep.

Old Monk Huinan let him stare at him.

Fakong retracted his gaze after a moment and nodded slowly: "So that's how it is."

Old Monk Huinan said: "What's going on? Is it really my illusion?"

Fakong said: "Master, what are you wearing on your wrist?"

Old Monk Huinan lifted up his gray monk robe, revealing his wrist, but he was wearing a string of purple-brown Buddhist beads.

The faint luster was flowing, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.

Old Monk Huinan said: "This is the Buddhist beads I accidentally came across. It has the wonderful effect of calming the mind and clearing the spirit. It should be no less effective than the Qingxin Mantra."

Fakong said: "Master, where are the Buddhist beads I gave you?"

He had blessed the Buddha Mantra on the Buddhist beads and presented them to Monk Huinan, but he didn't expect to replace them with this one.

And he changed it unconsciously. If he hadn't stared at it carefully this time, Monk Huinan would have really concealed it.

Because this string of Buddhist beads has the wonderful effect of concealing itself.

The old monk Huinan said, "I'll give it to you, Master Huifang."

Fakong said helplessly, "Master Huifang is in seclusion all day and night, and he doesn't leave the temple. There is no need for him to wear the beads."

"Wearing that, at least he won't go astray." The old monk Huinan said, "He is too obsessed with martial arts, and I've been worried."

"Then you can get another string of beads for Master Huifang." Fakong said.

"No need." The old monk Huinan said, "It's not easy for you to bless that string of beads. There's no need to waste that energy. This string is also very good. The more you wear it, the more energetic you will be."

"Master, don't wear it anymore." Fakong sighed, "The more you wear it, the more energetic you will be. Master, don't you think about it, is it normal?"

"It should be made of Buddhist relics." The old monk Huinan said, "So it has such a wonderful use."

"Relics..." Fakong shook his head and said, "It is condensed by the power above the void, and it will change itself unconsciously."

I really didn't expect that the power above the void could actually plot against the master.

After all, the master stayed in the Vajra Temple all day long.

The Vajra Temple was shrouded in a strong atmosphere, which was not contaminated by the power above the void, and stayed away from it.

So it could not touch the disciples of the Vajra Temple.

But unexpectedly, the master picked up this string of Buddhist beads, which was tantamount to inviting thieves into the house and opening the door to thieves.

The master also had a deep understanding of Buddhism and a high concentration, but he jumped into the pit so easily, which showed that it was mysterious and hard to guard against.

The face of the old monk Huinan changed slightly, and he lowered his head to look at the string of Buddhist beads, and looked at Fakong hesitantly.

Fakong made a seal with his hands, and then withdrew it, without casting the Supreme Golden Light Mantra.

"Master, give me this Buddhist bead."

"Is it really the power above the void?"

The old monk Huinan had also heard Fakong talk about the power above the void.

Fakong came to Huinan's place in a few days to talk about what happened recently, and talked about everything.

There are not many people who can really make him speak without scruples. Xu Qingluo is one of them, and so is Old Monk Huinan.

He knew that no matter what, Old Monk Huinan would stand on his side.

Fakong sighed and said, "It seems that they are going to start with Master. They are going to retaliate against me."

"How insidious." Old Monk Huinan frowned, "I am also old and ignorant."

Fakong laughed, "It is also taking advantage of Master's weakness. After all, how can I not be tempted by such Buddhist beads."

"I was actually deceived," Old Monk Huinan shook his head and said, "I didn't think about it carefully. How can such a treasure be encountered casually!"

Fakong said, "Master, this string of Buddhist beads is indeed a good thing. If its power is purified and then blessed with Buddhist mantras, it will be better than the previous one."

That string of Buddhist beads is actually very good, and it contains a relic.

This relic is mixed in many Buddhist beads and is difficult to find.

If it is an ordinary Buddhist bead without a relic, even if it is blessed with Buddhist mantras, it can't be used several times and can't last too long.

"Not purifying now?" Seeing that he had no intention of doing it, the old monk Huinan was curious: "Wait a while?"

"This is a clue." Fakong shook his head: "First, we need to find out its origin and what kind of power above the void."

We need to find out who it is.

Every grievance has its perpetrator, and we need to take revenge and guard against the next conspiracy.

"Can you figure it out?"

"Let's try."

The old monk Huinan took off the Buddhist beads and handed them to Fakong: "Don't force it, be careful of traps."

He could hear that Fakong was not sure.

No one has figured out how powerful the power above the void is.

Fakong's current cultivation is strong, but he may not dare to say that he can definitely suppress the power above the void.

If you lose, and something happens, it will be too late to regret.

"Yes." Fakong nodded solemnly.

He also had this worry, fearing that this was a trap, so he needed to be cautious and not act rashly.

When he took the string of Buddhist beads to Xingnan Peak, he came to Xu Qingluo's abode.

He looked at the four of them intently, and after a moment, he retracted his deep gaze and nodded with satisfaction.

In terms of the deepest connection with himself, there is no one better than the four of them, and his fate directly affects their fate.

So you can judge your own fate by looking at their fate.

When you hold this string of Buddhist beads, you can't see your own fate clearly, and you can only look at the good and bad from the side.

"Master, what is this?"

The four people saw Fakong solemnly take out the string of Buddhist beads and looked at it curiously.

It's rare to see Fakong so solemn.

"Baby." Fakong said, looking up at the sky.

As soon as this bead was taken out, he felt a faint gaze coming from the void.

His eyes suddenly became deep, and he focused on the void.

"Boom!" A thunderclap sounded in the sky.

Fakong's mind trembled slightly, and a soft golden light floated out of his body, quickly wrapping him up like a veil.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a purple-gold Buddha statue, exuding a vicissitude and heavy atmosphere, as if he came from ancient times.

His eyes suddenly burst into golden light, like two golden swords piercing into the white clouds, colliding with the gaze in the void.

The next moment, he flew out suddenly, flying more than a hundred meters in the air, and finally hovered in the air.

Xu Qingluo and the other four were like flowers blown by the wind, flying in all directions, hitting the wall, sliding down softly, and blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

Fakong's whole body has turned into a ball of golden light, like a sun, shining so brightly that they dare not look directly at it.

Two thick golden rays pierced the sky, endlessly.