Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He saw that the opening ceremony of Yuzhu Temple was successfully held.

He saw that most of the guests were shocked by the magnificent golden light of the Great Hall, although half of them suspected that it was a trick and not real power.

But the other half of the guests had changed their minds and no longer rejected it directly, thinking that they were overrated.

This was already a huge improvement.

These people had a great influence, and their attitude change affected too many people. Layer after layer of martial arts sects and masters were curious.

As more and more people poured into Yuzhu Peak, the number of believers increased sharply, and so did the faith.

He stood on the top of Feilai Peak, and the faith ignored the distance and fell directly on him, experiencing an unprecedented sense of abundance and ease.

This time the surge in faith was unprecedented.

This was also what he had not seen before when he used his clairvoyance. He only saw that the opening ceremony of Yuzhu Temple went smoothly without any twists and turns, and did not see such a huge impact on himself.

This is the limitation of clairvoyance.

But this is also a great surprise.

After he experienced the surge in faith, he was able to operate the three temples more smoothly, even though they were thousands of miles apart.

Even without using the divine feet and divine eyes, he could directly see the situation of the other two mountains, the situation of the capital and the three temples, and directly control every plant and tree there.

This feeling made him very intoxicated, but he also kept reminding himself not to indulge himself, otherwise he would lose his humanity and become inhuman.

Only by knowing one's own weakness can one maintain awe, calm down, and discover the mysteries of the world.

After a while, he looked down at the bottom of his feet, which was Feilai Peak.

Feilai Peak was the one he had the highest hopes for.

The Buddhist Dharma of Dayong was flourishing. If Feilai Peak could be opened, there would definitely be more believers, and the faith would be more and more pure. At that time, the scope of the Little Western Paradise would surge.

At that time, the distance to the golden body would be further shortened, and it would even be possible to reach the golden body directly.

When he thought of this, he smiled.

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Feilai Peak is a famous mountain in Dayong. There are many people who come here to play. So after it was given to Fakong, the news spread quickly.

In a few days, the whole Tianjing was almost spread.

More importantly, Fakong's reputation in Dayong is much greater than his reputation in Dayun.

Most of his reputation in Dayun was spread by the masters of Zhenlongyuan, and they were all young masters of various sects. The various sects in Dayun Wulin were very afraid of Fakong and tried their best to suppress him.

However, Fakong's reputation in Dayong was very great.

One reason was that no one suppressed him, and more importantly, because Buddhism was prosperous, people had a high interest in the great monks, and once they heard about it, they tried hard to inquire about it.

One person spread ten, ten spread a hundred, and it soon spread.

The wider it spread, the less people could see the real person, and the more curious they were. His reputation even spread like a god, as if he had become the world's number one great monk.

Even though Yongkong Temple was built later, Fakong rarely went there, and people became more and more eager.

Now, Feilai Peak has been given to the monk Fakong, which means that Dayong also has the monk Fakong's temple, where he can experience the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Purifying Heart Mantra.

The news about Daqian Xingnan Peak has long been spread. After all, many martial arts masters in Dayong went to Xingnan Peak, and after returning, the news spread quickly.

Fakong's original reputation was great, and with Xingnan Peak, the martial arts sects in Dayong had no intention of suppressing Fakong, but were eager to make Fakong famous.

In the final analysis, they also contributed a lot to Fakong's fame.

They were dissatisfied with the dominance of the Great Miaolian Temple, and they would never let go of the opportunity to raise Fakong's status and reputation, thereby weakening the Great Miaolian Temple.

So after the opening of Feilai Peak, it was quickly crowded with believers. Believers from all directions flocked to it, and the crowds of people in the entire Feilai Peak were as dense as ants.

Fakong was not impatient because of the large number of people. Instead, he met every believer on the steps of the Great Hall. His purple-gold cassock fluttered, and he was calm and gentle.

People had heard of Fakong's reputation for a long time, but rarely saw him. Now that he saw him in person, he broke the mystery.

Fakong's eyes were calm and gentle, but he seemed to be able to see through their hearts and see their past and present lives, so they dared not neglect him.

That morning, Fakong continued to stand on the fifth step of the Great Hall, watching the believers pouring in.

The believers had already lined up from the Great Hall to a hundred meters below, and there were still believers coming up the mountain. This was the situation when the mountain had just been opened.

When the first ray of sunlight appeared in the morning, it was the time when Feilai Peak was opened.

When the sun set, Feilai Peak was closed.

There were no outsiders settled in Feilai Peak at present, and there was no Jingshe, so no outsiders were allowed to stay on the mountain.

However, Fakong has announced that in half a month, the young talents of all martial arts sects can go to the mountain for retreat and practice, but every disciple who enters the Grandmaster stage must serve on the mountain for half a year.

This price is insignificant, and the martial arts sects naturally agreed without hesitation. More importantly, the half year of serving on the mountain is actually a time to consolidate the realm.

After becoming a Grandmaster, suddenly leaving Feilai Peak, leaving this holy place for practice, may cause the realm to be unstable and cause endless troubles. It is best to continue consolidating on the mountain for half a year.

Fakong calmly watched the believers coming and going. Some believers clasped their hands to salute, and he clasped his hands to return the salute, looking friendly.

Among the believers, a middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward, knelt down at the bottom of the steps, and kowtowed three times to Fakong, making a "bang bang" sound.

Fakong looked at him calmly and did not stop him.

The middle-aged man was pale and thin, and looked very weak.

After kowtowing, he hoarsely said, "Holy monk, help me!"

Fakong's eyes suddenly became as deep as the sea, making the middle-aged man dazed.

The believers who were waiting in line to burn incense felt that his eyes suddenly became three points brighter, and they dared not look directly at him, but stared at him with increasing curiosity.

Fakong sighed and said, "The will of heaven cannot be violated. Your mother's life span has come to an end."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "My mother raised me with great difficulty. I just started to improve a little bit, and my mother just wanted to enjoy happiness, but she had to abandon me. I really couldn't bear it. If this is the will of heaven, then the will of heaven is really unfair!"

Fakong nodded, "The way of heaven is ruthless, and it is naturally unfair, but this is fate."

"Please save my mother's life." The middle-aged man kowtowed again, and each time he kowtowed heavily on the stone slab, "bang bang" sound, and blood was already flowing.

Everyone discussed curiously.

Someone recognized the identity of the middle-aged man and whispered it.

This middle-aged man was indeed unlucky. He lost his father at a young age and was raised by his mother since he was a child. He tried his best to support his studies. He finally passed the imperial examination two years ago.

Just when he became an official, his mother became seriously ill and died.

This was obviously holding on with one breath. After seeing his son achieve fame, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then his body quickly collapsed.

This is a very common thing.

People feel compassion and think that it is indeed a bad fate.

Fakong sighed and nodded: "Forget it, carry her up the mountain."

"But my mother is already mentally ill and can't recite the rejuvenation mantra." The middle-aged man said helplessly.

If the rejuvenation mantra can be performed, there is no need to kowtow and beg, just carry my mother up the mountain.

"Then you can do it." Fakong said: "With sincerity and sincerity, you can bless her body."