Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Mr. Lu, it seems that this monk Fakong is unusual." Chu Yu said.

He knew Jingli, who was the only one in the world, and followed this path of Buddhism. He looked down on everyone, as if everything in the world was in his palm.

His attitude towards Fakong was different.

Jingli mentioned it lightly, seemingly joking, but Chu Yu would never ignore it just because Jingli made a light comment.

Lu Xuanming nodded lightly.

Zhao Huaishan was covered in dust and flushed, and came closer angrily: "Young Master!"

Chu Yu laughed and joked: "Do you know how powerful it is?"

Zhao Huaishan said angrily: "A master of the Shenyuan realm, bullying me, a Tianyuan realm, what kind of ability is that!"

"Hey, you are bullied by others, is it a skill? You are not in the Shenyuan realm, so you are right?"

"..." Zhao Huaishan shut up depressedly.

Then "Pa!", he slapped himself.

Chu Yu chuckled, shook his head and turned back to the abode.

Lu Xuanming withdrew his gaze from Fakong's abode and followed Chu Yu back to the courtyard without even looking at Zhao Huaishan.

Zhao Huaishan gritted his teeth and turned back to the courtyard.

This humiliation must be avenged. He must not slack off. This time he will apply to return to the Shenwu Mansion and practice in seclusion. He will never come out until he reaches the Shenyuan realm and becomes a master!

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Fakong and Jingli sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

Fakong saw Jingli was always looking at him and couldn't help but touch his face.

Jingli smiled and said, "Fakong, don't you want to get involved with the Xinwang Mansion?"

Fakong shook his head.

Jingli said, "There are many kinds of power in the world. Martial arts is one, and power is another. Power can help practice, and sometimes power is indispensable."

Fakong nodded.

He agreed with this.

The essence of power is that there is strength in numbers, and you can gather the power of the people for your own use.

Jingli smiled and said, "Moreover, the place of the powerful is the best place to cultivate the mind. The fickleness of human hearts, the complexity of human hearts, the intrigue for fame and fortune, the life and death, these are hard to encounter in the common people."

"It is good to cultivate in the government, that's the truth. When you go down the mountain to cultivate your mind in the future, don't you want to see the prosperity and bustle of the world? Don't you want to experience the glory and wealth of the world?"

Fakong smiled and said, "Master uncle, I still want to be simple and don't have to be involved in so many causes and effects."

It is better to stay in your own medicine valley, grow medicinal materials, appreciate flowers, ignore the disturbances of the world, don't care about the change of sun and moon, spend your days leisurely, and enjoy the beauty of life.

"You..." Jingli smiled and shook his head: "Twenty-year-old body, one hundred and twenty-year-old heart!"

Fakong smiled.

In the previous life, he gritted his teeth and struggled for thirty years, but in the end he died before he could enjoy it. He doesn't want to live like that again in this life.

In this life, he should be as leisurely as possible and enjoy the beauty of life and the beauty of the world.

During this period, I took the initiative to attack and used all the methods I could to gain the freedom of power as soon as possible, so that I would no longer have to worry about fear.

When the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is perfected and the martial arts are the best in the world, I can completely relax and enter a state of truly enjoying life and life.

Even now, while pursuing power, I have not forgotten to cultivate the ability to enjoy life and life.

He found that this is indeed an ability.

Once you are completely lost in the pursuit of power, you will gradually lose this ability. Once your state of mind changes, it will be impossible to change back.

"Okay, I won't persuade you anymore." Jingli shook his head and said, "Prince Xin is a pretty good person. At least he lives up to his title and keeps his word."

"Master uncle, who is Mr. Lu Xuanming?"

"Hey, the demon from Diaoyue Dao!" Jingli sneered and shook his head, "But don't worry about him. He doesn't dare to act recklessly here. ... You Wanfo Peak is still suppressing the demon from Diaoyue Dao. Don't worry, there is no friendship between the disciples of the Demon Sect. He won't retaliate against you for this. Instead, he may thank you from the Vajra Temple."

"Can the masters of the Demon Sect come to our Great Leiyin Temple?"

"If it weren't for the offerings of Prince Xin's Mansion, how could he come in!" Jingli sneered, "In this world now..."

Fakong was thoughtful.

The Great Leiyin Temple was actually going to succumb to the dignitaries of the court, and the status of the Great Snow Mountain Sect had changed.

This was inconsistent with the impression he had in Huiwen's memory.

However, Huiwen has been in Prajna Academy for more than 20 years, and he pays less and less attention to worldly affairs. Most of the discussions in Prajna Academy are about the affairs in the Great Snow Mountain.

Jingli said: "Fakong, times have changed, there are some things you need to understand, don't be blinded by the former glory of our Great Snow Mountain."

Fakong looked attentively.

"At that time, our three major sects helped the emperor to eliminate the Demon Sect, because the Demon Sect supported the emperor of the previous dynasty." Jingli said.

Fakong nodded.

As a disciple of the Great Snow Mountain Sect, he certainly knew this history. It was the assistance in the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect that finally determined the transcendent status of the three major sects.

The court granted each of the three major sects a thousand miles of fiefdom for this. The Great Snow Mountain Sect was granted an additional thousand miles because of its extreme terrain.

"The Demon Sect was originally going to decline, but who would have thought that the Demon Lord of that generation would divide the Demon Sect into six paths before his death, and then directly announce the Heavenly Demon Secret Book to the world, so that everyone can practice it!"

"Awesome." Fakong couldn't help but admire.

"The miraculous skills recorded in the Secret Book of the Demon are all perfect, and they are all quick successes." Jingli shook his head and said: "But there is a downside to practicing the demon skill, which is that it is easy to lose control of your emotions. If you want to be able to control yourself, you have to practice the demon skill. The Heavenly Demon Sutra can not only control emotions, but also increase the power of the magical skills in the Heavenly Demon Secret Scripture... and the Heavenly Demon Sutra is only available to the Six Paths of the Demon Sect. Alas... From then on, the Demon Sect prospered! "

"This Demon Lord is so powerful." Fakong shook his head.

No one wants to practice miraculous skills, and no one can refuse a miraculous skill that can be achieved quickly. Losing control of emotions is just a small trouble in their eyes.

Once you practice the miraculous skills in the Heavenly Demon Secret Code, you will want to practice the Heavenly Demon Scripture again, and eventually join one of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect and become its disciple.

How could the Six Paths of Demon Sect not prosper?

Jingli smiled bitterly: "In the early days, we were afraid that the previous dynasty would be restored and the imperial court would suppress the Demon Sect, so we had to use our three major sects. But now, the Daqian is deeply entrenched, and the remnants of the previous dynasty are no longer a concern. The six demon sects have all surrendered to the imperial court, and the status of our three major sects..."

He shook his head: "This is the moment and the other is the moment."

Fakong thought thoughtfully: "Has the Six Paths of Demon Sect penetrated deeply into the imperial court?"

"It's not inferior to our three major sects." Jingli shook his head and said, "If we don't fight for it, we may fall behind the Demon Sect."

"Can the imperial court really believe in the Demon Sect?" Fakong frowned: "After all, their actions are more extreme."

"In the eyes of the court, this is his true character. More importantly, the disciples of the Demon Sect are selfish and put the interests of the sect after their own interests. Unlike the disciples of our three major sects, the sect comes first. It is obvious which one is better to control!"

Fakong nodded slowly.

If it were him, he wouldn't like the masters who were in the imperial court but had their hearts set on the sect, so the masters of the Demon Sect were more likely to be reused.

"Fakong, if you have the opportunity to get close to the powerful, you'd better go around more often. It's useless to keep guarding the Snowy Mountains. It's useless to bury your head and exert all your strength. I'm afraid that one day the imperial court will be controlled by the Demon Sect!"

Fakong frowned and nodded slightly.

"We guard the Snow Mountain, who can challenge our status?" This thought is the pride of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.

But Fakong understood that Daxueshan disciples felt that they were important, but the dignitaries in the court who were not suffering from Dayong Wulin did not think so.

Maybe they think there are no masters coming to Dayong at all.

But there is no need to worry about these things. I am just a disciple of the Vajra Temple cultivating medicine, and words are of no use.

Moreover, he also knew that his experience and wisdom were not worth mentioning in front of the abbot and the abbots of the Daxue Mountain Sect temples.

Fakong poured a cup for Jingli and took a sip himself: "Uncle Master, are you going to take revenge?"

Jingli's eyes flashed and he nodded slowly: "It's time to end this period of cause and effect!"

Fakong put down the cup of tea and said seriously: "Master, uncle, think twice."

"I don't want to wait any longer!" Jingli said in a deep voice.

He has made up his mind.

That’s why I told Fakong Duo about this.

"Uncle Master, aren't you sure?"

"If we really have to wait until we are sure, I'm afraid he will have died of old age. I don't want him to live another day!" Jingli said lightly.

Fakong secretly thought it was a pity.

He could see that Jingli was a man with ambition, talent, and wisdom, but he was trapped in hatred and unable to escape.

I can only lament that fate plays tricks on people.

If it were Jingli himself, I'm afraid this would be the only choice. If he doesn't take revenge, he won't be able to understand his thoughts. Not only will he not be able to improve his cultivation, I'm afraid living will be torture and pain.

"If you are defeated, then retreat, save your breath and come back. I will find a way to save you, my uncle."

"Nonsense!" Jingli snorted angrily: "Don't say such unlucky things!"

Fakong smiled and nodded, and then said seriously: "I'm serious!"

"I can take revenge!" Jingli said solemnly.

Fakong stopped talking about this topic and talked about what he saw in the Sutra Pavilion.

"There are no martial arts secrets on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, but there are some Buddhist mantras, you can take a look."

"I remember that there seemed to be a book called "Miscellaneous Stories of the Bian Family", a book called "Adventures on Southeast Islands" and a book called "Dangyang Shahai"..." Jingli pondered: "There are some others, I can't remember clearly. It seems that there are records about Buddhist mantras in it. They are all notes from previous dynasties. You can take a look, maybe you will be enlightened."

Fakong nodded slowly.

When Jingli said this, he was really curious.

The next morning, he first went to Chengxu and told Chengxu that Jingli was going to take revenge.

Chengxu looked solemn, shook his head and sighed.

"Once uncle Jingli goes to take revenge, he is afraid that the disaster will be worse." Fakong said: "Uncle, won't you stop him?"

"You can stop him for a while, but you can't stop him for a lifetime." Chengxu's rough face turned gloomy as he hummed, "He will definitely avenge this."

"Others can't interfere, right?" Fakong said.

This is the established rule of the three major sects. Personal grudges are personal grudges and cannot involve other disciples.

Chengxu shook his head: "This is Uncle Master's choice, let him go."

Dharma and emptiness are combined and retreated.

He has tried his best, and everyone has his own destiny. He is not a Bodhisattva, and he does not want to be a Bodhisattva.

He went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and saw "Miscellaneous Stories of the Bian Family", "Adventures on Islands in the Southeast" and "Dangyang Sand Sea".

They are mixed in a bunch of travel notes and are very inconspicuous.

The book is pale and yellow, and you can tell how old it is at a glance.

That is to say, the temperature of the Sutra Pavilion is low and dry, which meets the best conditions for preserving books, and the quality of the books is also tough, so they can be kept intact.

The older travel journals become, the less popular they become, and the less likely people are to read them.

After all, so many years have passed, who knows if the records in the travel notes are still there, and reading them will not help to increase your knowledge.

When Fakong flipped through it, he also felt that it was not interesting. The text was archaic and difficult to read.

However, when he saw a passage about mantras in Bian's Trivia, Medicine Buddha moved a little, which attracted his attention.

Mantras...

Buddhist mantras are also mantras, but the mantras recorded here are not quite the same as Buddhist mantras.

According to Bian's Trivia, a monk once uttered a word, and suddenly a dozen bandits stood still like statues.

They resumed their movements only after the monk left far away.

Fakong was thoughtful.

He remembered the fixed body mantra in the previous life's Journey to the West.

"Fixed body mantra?" Chengyan smiled and said, "I haven't heard of it. There are many mantras in Buddhism. I can't remember them all. Let me check for you."

The two were talking under an ancient tree outside the Great Leiyin Temple.

Chengyan started to serve as a reception monk in the new month, responsible for receiving pilgrims and other foreign guests.

"Thank you, uncle."

Chengyan said, "But I say, don't be too fanciful. Even if you have this spell, it won't work. I have never seen a Buddhist spell that can freeze someone."

"Buddhism is incredible, uncle." Fakong said with a smile.

"Hey, you kid!" Chengyan laughed, "Okay, I'll go find it for you today!"