Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xiao Congyun stood there, watching the way Lin Feiyang disappeared, his heart was awed, and he frowned secretly.

The shadow assassin Lin Feiyang was indeed worthy of his reputation. He seemed to be one with the shadow. Once he came into contact with the shadow, the whole person would completely disappear in the induction.

Whether it was the eyes, the senses, or the spiritual perception, no one could sense his existence.

If such a great feat was assassinated, how many people could stop it?

At least the prince could not stop it.

There were probably few people in the entire palace who could sense him. Once he appeared, it would be a thunderbolt.

Although he looked like a civilian, he was actually very skilled and well-hidden. He was one of the best in the palace.

He couldn't sense his existence, let alone the others.

"Alas!" He sighed, and felt more and more that Fakong was powerful and the prince was wise.

Fortunately, the prince decided not to take action and not to help Zheng Yuanhe.

Otherwise, even without Fakong monk taking action, Lin Feiyang's action alone would be enough for the prince to drink a pot, and his life would be hanging like an egg.

Lin Feiyang appeared in Fakong's yard, but Fakong was not there.

So he sat down at the stone table, opened the thin book, and read it carefully.

A bright moon was hanging high in the sky.

The clear light was scattered in the yard, but it was dimmed by the bright lights.

There were no insects chirping around, and it was unusually quiet, as if time had stopped flowing.

Lin Feiyang flipped from time to time, and sometimes stopped and closed his eyes.

The shadow around him was changing, and seemed to be twisting.

His body was not moving, but his shadow was moving, as if the shadow was alive, and as if the lights around him were shaking.

However, the surroundings were motionless, so the lights did not shake.

So the shadow seemed to be alive.

As it twisted, it even began to shrink, getting smaller and smaller. When Lin Feiyang finished flipping the last page of the secret book, the shadow had shrunk to the size of a fist.

It was no longer possible to tell that it was his shadow.

Lin Feiyang was not aware of the changes in his shadow, but he felt that he was becoming closer to the void and the shadow.

In a flash, he had already entered the shadow at the base of the wall, faster than before, hiding deeper and harder to detect.

The effect of this "Yuying Saw Interpretation" on him was beyond imagination, and it had an immediate effect.

He shook his head with emotion.

If he went to look for it himself, he might never find this "Yuying Saw Interpretation" in his life, but now it was delivered to his door.

This taste is too wonderful.

Fakong appeared in a flash.

Lin Feiyang stood up and clasped his hands: "Abbot."

Fakong nodded: "Have you seen it?"

Lin Feiyang handed over "Yuying Saw Interpretation": "After I refused, Xiao Congyun gave me this secret book to bribe me."

Fakong smiled and said: "Well, then bring it here tomorrow."

"Abbot, should I bring it directly to the temple?" Lin Feiyang hesitated: "If others find out..."

Xiao Congyun's identity is troublesome.

Once it is discovered, people will know that the abbot has a relationship with the prince of Dayun, and it is very likely that people will use it as a handle to say that the abbot is colluding with foreign enemies, which will be troublesome.

Fakong smiled and said, "No problem."

"...Yes." Seeing him like this, Lin Feiyang stopped talking and said with a smile, "Abbot, this secret book has helped me a lot."

"So this favor cannot be returned." Fakong said, "I still have to meet him."

Lin Feiyang laughed and said, "The abbot originally wanted to meet him, right?"

He was smart for once, and he had seen through Fakong's thoughts.

In fact, the abbot wanted to meet Xiao Congyun, but he deliberately refused.

It is to raise the threshold and make them feel precious, otherwise, they will inevitably feel lazy.

Fakong nodded.

"Then he is really not destined to be the emperor?"

"No."

"Then who is the emperor?"

"The eldest prince." Fakong said: "If nothing unexpected happens and I don't intervene, it will be the eldest prince."

"The eldest prince..." Lin Feiyang blinked curiously: "How could it be the eldest prince?"

Fakong smiled: "Why not?"

Lin Feiyang tilted his head and thought: "I have inquired about them carefully. The eldest prince has always been unknown, but the second and third princes are famous, and the second prince is guarding Yunjing."

The so-called near the water tower first gets the moon.

Being stationed in Yunjing, of course, it is convenient to connect with court officials, ministers and nobles. No one believes that the second prince is law-abiding.

The current situation of the succession seems very clear, that is, the struggle between the second prince, Prince Jing, and the third prince, Prince Lun.

The eldest prince Hu Houqing has basically been excluded.

He has been missing all year round, stationed in a secret place, and does not interact with ministers. He is an isolated minister without a foundation.

Even if he becomes the emperor, it is probably difficult for him to hold the throne securely, and he will inevitably be constrained everywhere.

So if Hu Lieyuan is not confused, he should not give the throne to the eldest prince.

What's more, the eldest prince's family background is not good enough, and more importantly, he has made a big mistake before, and being stationed in a secret place is considered semi-exile.

No matter how you look at it, the throne will not be the eldest prince's.

Fakong smiled and said, "Things in the world are unpredictable, often unexpected, Hu Lieyuan is still very smart."

"Then is the eldest prince sitting on the throne securely?" Lin Feiyang said, "He was not overthrown by his two brothers, right?"

"Very secure." Fakong shook his head: "Everyone underestimated the eldest prince, he is not without foundation."

Lin Feiyang didn't understand.

Fakong smiled and didn't explain too much.

Lin Feiyang said, "Abbot, since he can't be the emperor, is there any need to help him?"

Since he has met, he will accept the gift. The abbot will definitely help. He will never get something for nothing and will not owe the third prince a favor.

Fakong shook his head and said, "Let's take a look at this third prince. He is an interesting person."

Lin Feiyang said, "Yes."

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Congyun hurriedly ate breakfast and stayed in the yard until the sun rose to the sky. Then Lin Feiyang appeared.

Lin Feiyang walked out from under the wall, as if he had been there all the time, and waved his hand: "Let's go."

Xiao Congyun nodded hurriedly.

Lin Feiyang pressed Xiao Congyun's shoulder and floated into the shadow of the wall.

Xiao Congyun only felt that the scenery in front of him became blurred in an instant, and he seemed to have taken a nap in a trance. When he woke up, he found himself in a temple.

The sound of chanting was faintly floating, and the faint sandalwood was curling.

Everything around was full of vitality, the green leaves were rich, the white flowers were bright and flawless, and the red flowers were bright and dazzling.

Everything seemed to be fresh and clear after the rain.

His mind suddenly calmed down. Seeing Fakong smiling at him, he quickly suppressed his surprise and clasped his hands in return: "Hello, Master."

Fakong smiled: "Mr. Xiao, sit down and talk."

Xiao Congyun nodded and sat down at the stone table.

Lin Feiyang flashed and quickly served tea, then left gracefully. Only Fakong and him were left in the courtyard.

Xiao Congyun smiled and said: "Master, I came to see you on the order of the prince to apologize."

If you want Fakong to help, you must not say it right away. Instead, you must avoid this and introduce him from somewhere else. You can only say it after you are familiar with him.

At least the first time or even the second time they met, they were just familiar with each other.

Fakong smiled.

Xiao Congyun said: "I have prepared three gifts to express my apology. I hope you don't dislike it."

He took off the long sword at his waist, and then took out a small dark green wooden box from his sleeve, the size of a ring box, and gently placed it on the stone table.

He looked at Fakong with trepidation.

Fakong nodded gently: "Okay, I'll take it."

He flicked his sleeves, and the Kaitian Divine Sword and the dark green wooden box disappeared.