Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Two middle-aged men returned to the Main Hall from the abbot's courtyard. After offering a stick of incense, they slowly left with the scent of sandalwood on their bodies.

They went from the abbot's courtyard to the main hall very quickly, and it seemed that they took about the same time as other pilgrims to offer incense.

Fa Kong stared at them, saw their future through the wall, and then looked back.

These two secret envoys acted extremely cautiously and quietly, and were able to return to Yunjing safely to deliver the order.

He lowered his head and glanced at the two letters in his hands again.

I took out a single letter from the two letters. It was full of incomprehensible words and was a mess.

Taken together, we have to turn it upside down to see clearly what is written above.

Fakong slowly folded the letter.

"Master." Xu Qingluo came in lightly, brought Youxiang to the front, and curiously looked at the letter in his hand.

Fa Kong handed it over.

Xu Qingluo took it and opened it, glanced at it twice, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Seriously injured and dying?"

Fakong nodded lightly.

Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong with a smile, her beautiful eyes flashing and searching, trying to figure out what Fakong was thinking.

She didn't believe that Fa Kong hadn't seen this. She had seen the news long before these two letters came.

But there was nothing wrong with him, as if he didn't know anything.

What does this mean?

She was thinking.

Doesn’t Master want to save people?

In other words, Master has seen the future. Although Hu Lieyuan is seriously injured and dying, he will not die and can he save his life?

In other words, the master is waiting for these two letters to come, and is moving with the camera. He will not take action rashly until the time comes.

She was speculating on the possibilities.

Fakong said: "What do you think?"

"Of course I took action to save him." Xu Qingluo said.

Fakong stretched out his hand.

Xu Qingluo sat down elegantly, with bright eyes and a radiant face: "Master, you can't just watch Hu Lieyuan die, right? Once he dies, Dayun will definitely be in chaos, and once there is chaos, Zhenlongyuan may have problems."

Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo frowned: "Don't you want to save him?"

Fakong said: "He has cleared many obstacles. Once he dies, the second prince, Prince Jing, will be the successor. The eldest prince is too far away, and the third prince, Prince Lun, has already had his military power reduced and cannot make trouble."

Xu Qingluo's bright eyes flashed and she said thoughtfully: "If he dies, it will still take two or three years for Prince Jing to succeed to the throne and consolidate the throne. Is this the opportunity for Da Qian and Dayong?"

She then shook her head: "Dayun must not be in chaos, otherwise there will be chaos in Zhenlongyuan...but we must not let Dayun have it too easy, otherwise they will not be willing to accept it, and trouble will definitely occur."

Fakong nodded.

Xu Qingluo is right.

Today's Dayun should neither be too turbulent nor too stable. It is best to be in a situation of constant internal fighting and overall stability.

Dayun's heart is extremely arrogant. Even though he is in a miserable state now, he still does not lose his arrogance.

In their view, Daqian and Dayong could not defeat them even if they joined forces. They only wanted to guard Zhenlongyuan and deployed too many masters, which resulted in a great loss of strength and gave Daqian and Dayong an opportunity to take advantage of them.

So in my heart I am extremely disdainful and look down on Daqian and Dayong.

At the same time, Dayun will never give up, and will definitely wait for an opportunity to counterattack. The first step is to sow discord between the two countries.

Xu Qingluo continued her analysis: "If we rescue him..."

Her bright eyes flashed, thoughtfully: "Will he abdicate the throne in favor of someone worthy of his position, help the second prince with him, and allow the second prince to completely secure the throne?"

Fakong shook his head.

According to what he knew, Hu Lieyuan was not such an indifferent person. He would never let go of the throne easily, and he would never let go until death.

"If he does not abdicate, then the second prince will be firmly seated as crown prince, and Dayun will be at peace." Xu Qingluo shook her head: "This is not appropriate."

Once Dayun calms down, he will definitely cause trouble.

Fakong smiled: "How can everything be peaceful? There are always troubles."

"What's bothering you?"

"Seize the direct descendant."

"Master, has the matter of seizing the heir been settled?" Xu Qingluo said in confusion: "Not to mention the eldest prince, he is too far away, and there is no one at all. Even if he kills Prince Jing, he will not be able to become the prince."

Fakong nodded.

The eldest prince basically has no connection with the prince and the throne.

Xu Qingluo was surprised: "The third prince, Prince Lun? He has been deprived of military power, has lost power, and has no chance."

Fakong smiled.

Xu Qingluo said: "If King Qi doesn't die, King Qi will have a chance, but it's a pity..."

She looked regretful and shook her head.

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed a pity for King Qi. If he had not met his master, King Qi would have had a bright future.

Hu Lieyuan suddenly reduced the military power of the third prince, Prince Lun, and directly confirmed the second prince as the crown prince. He was probably stimulated by the death of Prince Qi.

Once King Qi died, Hu Lieyuan had no other choice.

Her bright eyes suddenly condensed, and she looked at Fakong doubtfully: "Master, do you think King Lun still has a chance?"

"What do you think?"

"I'm afraid everyone thinks that King Lun is gone and there will be no chance again." Xu Qingluo's bright eyes shone: "But Master, you can turn decay into magic and the impossible into possibility..."

She whispered: "Master, do you want to help King Lun seize the throne?"

Fakong nodded.

"...Master, are you really sure?" Xu Qingluo hesitated.

Fakong shook his head: "No."

Xu Qingluo's bright eyes turned, and she quickly thought about Fakong's intention and why she had to do it despite not being sure.

Based on Master's temperament, he would not do it if he was not sure.

This time was a big departure from the norm, there must be a reason.

"Master, do you want to find some excitement?" Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "See if you can change your fate against the will of heaven?"

Fakong smiled.

Xu Qingluo was half-believing and half-doubting.

Master may have this reason, but it is definitely not just this reason, there must be other reasons.

Master has always been a one-arrow-and-multiple-arrow-with-one-arrow approach.

Fakong said: "Give it a try, don't you think this is interesting?"

"Yes." Xu Qingluo said: "I will have people collect information about King Lun and King Jing, and send more people to both sides."

Not only to the Jing Palace, but also to the Lun Palace. You can't just know the movements of the Jing Palace without knowing the Lun Palace.

Sometimes, the easiest to deceive yourself are the people around you.

Fakong nodded.

You can't rely entirely on supernatural powers, you also need to rely on other powers. There are some things that supernatural powers can see, but just seeing is useless.

He appeared in Xuankong Temple in an instant.

The lights were just coming on in the capital, but it was already midnight here. The night was dark and a bright moon was hanging high.

Fakong stood on the lotus pond of Xuankong Temple and looked up at the moonlight.

A moment later, with the sound of fluttering sleeves, a black shadow landed in front of him silently and saluted with hands clasped together.

Fakong nodded: "Your Majesty, please come over."

The black shadow saluted with hands clasped together again and disappeared in a flash.

Fakong looked at the direction where the black shadow disappeared, thinking carefully about what kind of light skill and magic the black shadow performed.

It seems that he has been watching here, watching whether he can come over at any time.

A quarter of an hour later, with the sound of fluttering sleeves, four purple-robed eunuchs carried a dragon bed, followed by eight people with solemn faces.

They floated into Xuankong Temple without touching the ground and came to Fakong.

Hu Lieyuan sat cross-legged on the dragon bed, his face was like gold paper, his breathing was rapid, and he seemed to be out of breath at any time.

PS: Update completed.