Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong closed his eyes and began to think about the Jade Liquid Solidification Technique.

Other people's stones can be used to polish jade. The Nine-Turn Jade Liquid Technique gave him a new understanding of the Jade Liquid Solidification Technique, a new way of thinking, and a sudden improvement in his level.

After he thought for a while, his body suddenly glowed slightly.

Under the dim light, the moonlight in the sky continued to condense on him, and then drilled into his body, keeping his body only emitting dim light, not too bright.

Time passed slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was already bright, and he had stood there all night without realizing it.

The crisp sound of birds came to his ears, and the birds in the back mountain chirped non-stop, accompanied by the clear morning breeze, floating in every corner of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

Fakong took a deep breath of the clear air, his heart and spleen were refreshed, and every cell in his body stretched out to welcome a new day.

The refreshment of his body made him happy. Another beautiful day began, and a new enjoyment began.

He decided to go to a restaurant in Yunjing today. He had eaten almost all the restaurants in Shenjing.

The tastes of these restaurants are different, and the cuisines of each school are diverse, just like the various martial arts sects.

Some are delicious, so I will eat more meals, while some are so-so, and I will not be satisfied after eating once, so I will go back to eat again to see if the chef is not performing well.

He has eaten in many restaurants from Shenjing to Tianjing to Yunjing, and the one that suits his taste best is Wangjianglou.

However, eating Wangjianglou all the time will make you tired, so he changes his taste from time to time and finds a more favorite taste.

After he had dinner in Yunjing, he left the restaurant and walked around, slowly feeling the difference between Yunjing and Shenjing.

He wore a purple and gold cassock and walked among the crowd. Even if he did not use spiritual secrets, he would not attract attention.

Because there are many people in Yunjing who wear strange clothes.

There are all kinds of clothes, which makes people dazzled and not surprised.

Occasionally, he saw monks, and he observed with his heart and found that there were few temples, and each temple had sparse incense.

In Yunjing, Buddhism is weak.

Compared to Buddhism, those gods and demons are more appealing to people's hearts, purely pursuing power, rather than pursuing inner peace.

For power, inner peace is not worth mentioning.

Just like his previous world, for money, inner peace and fulfillment have become not worth mentioning.

Everyone thinks that money is everything, and money can solve all troubles. There are 100 troubles in the world, and money can solve 99.

This situation will greatly increase my difficulty.

If it is like the situation in Tianjing, people generally believe in Buddhism, then my identity as a divine monk will naturally gain their faith.

Even without too many people showing their holiness, they can still gain faith, which is the case now.

But the situation in Yunjing is completely opposite. Even if the name of my divine monk is spread, there are few believers.

It is because people do not believe in Buddhism.

At present, it is difficult to change this trend. It does not need one or two people to change it.

It will not take one or two years, but many years of accumulation.

There is a long way to go.

He walked leisurely and soon came to the outside of Prince Jing's palace, watching Prince Jing Hu Housheng with his mind.

Hu Housheng was practicing in a quiet room, two wisps of white air gushed out of his nostrils, condensed and not dispersed, circling three inches in front of his mouth and nose, like two dragons winding.

It went back into his nostrils for a while, and then came out again, going in and out, constantly growing stronger.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

I don't know what kind of extraordinary feat this is.

Hu Housheng's cultivation is also a great master, and his cultivation is profound, much more profound than people think.

It seems that the old Hu family has a tradition of hiding their strengths, like the former Prince Qi and Prince Jing. If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would know that Prince Jing, who never takes action, is such a master.

Prince Lun also has a high level of cultivation, but he doesn't have the opportunity to take action normally, and his subordinates do it for him.

The mental method of the Dayun royal family is indeed mysterious.

However, each of them seems to have a different mental method, such as the one practiced by Prince Qi is different from that of Prince Jing.

What kind of extraordinary skill did Prince Jing practice?

He disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared in Lingkong Temple, standing on the lotus pond, looking at Prince Jing Hu Housheng, and Hu Housheng's past events appeared in Fakong's eyes one by one.

After a while, Fakong closed his eyes and recalled what he saw.

Hu Housheng is indeed a powerful person with broad mind and ambition, and he is indeed the choice of a wise ruler.

Unfortunately...

He opened his eyes, shook his head, and paced in the corridor on the lotus pond with his hands behind his back.

Unfortunately, he is the emperor of Dayun, and his efforts and ambitions are based on the suffering of Daqian.

The stronger Dayun is, the more achievements Hu Housheng, the future emperor, will make, and the more unlucky Daqian will be.

In order to completely solve this problem, Hu Housheng can only be strangled in advance and cannot be allowed to become the emperor.

In fact, there are many ways, even the simplest way, such as letting Lin Feiyang abolish Hu Housheng or even kill him.

But for him, there is really no need to take this step. Killing Hu Housheng alone cannot achieve his goal.

Not only can he not kill Hu Housheng, but he must protect Hu Housheng, lest Hu Housheng dies and Hu Houming easily gets the throne.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and laughed again.

Outsiders think that he lives in seclusion and is at ease, but they don’t know that he is so busy.

Fortunately, he is now in a strong spirit, and has the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra and Medicine Buddha, so these calculations are just a moment.

Otherwise, I would really be exhausted.

The setting sun shines obliquely, casting a soft light on everyone in the abbot’s courtyard in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

Monk Haiming and the other six stood solemnly in front of Fakong.

Fakong looked at the six people and nodded slowly.

Monk Haiming and the others had indeed completely let go of their restraints. In the past few days, accompanied by Zhou Yang, they let themselves go and became like another person.

Now, they are all in high spirits, no longer in their original gloomy state, which is what a young man should look like.

Fakong nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's almost done."

Monk Haiming and the other six suddenly relaxed.

Originally, I thought Fakong called them over to scold them, but I didn't expect Fakong to be satisfied, as if they had done nothing wrong.

Fakong said, "Now ask yourself, are you suitable for the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill or the Great Ming King Demon Subduing Skill?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Fakong smiled and said, "In fact, you know in your heart that you have been forcibly suppressing your intuition."

He suddenly formed a seal and a heart-clearing mantra was formed.

A stream of nectar fell from the sky, turning into six streams, and entered their minds, making their minds clear, their hearts as still as water, their minds calm, and their minds exceptionally sharp and exceptionally calm. All the disturbing thoughts disappeared at once.

Only a little spiritual light was lingering.

Fakong looked at them.

Monk Haiming whispered: "Uncle, I want to practice the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill."

Another monk Hai Jing whispered: "I want to practice the Great Ming King Demon Subduing Skill."

"I want to practice the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill."

"I also want to practice the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill!"

"The Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill."

"... The Great Ming King Demon Subduing Skill."

Fakong smiled at them.

Even though he was smiling, everyone still felt that he was calm and composed, like the water in an ancient well, without any waves.

"Very good." Fakong nodded: "Then follow your own nature, start practicing in seclusion today, seven days for one session."

"Uncle, start now?" Monk Haiming said hurriedly.

Fakong said: "Now is just right, it's too early or too late."

"...Okay." Monk Haiming nodded helplessly.

He hadn't played enough yet, and wanted to continue playing for a while, as if the block in his heart had not been completely eliminated.

Fakong smiled.

Their state of mind and thoughts were reflected in Fakong's heart very clearly, as if he could see through fire and was meticulous.

Everything should not be exhausted, especially the establishment of the state of mind. Once it is exhausted, it means that there is no vitality and it is dead.

We should start retreating when they haven't played enough, so that the state of mind is still lively and agile, not completely dry and lonely.

Just like when people reach middle age or old age, their state of mind will be dry and lonely, while children, teenagers and young people still maintain a vigorous life.

The former has seen too much, played enough, and is bored.

Fakong said solemnly: "Go to Lingkong Temple for retreat, each person has a room, and they are not allowed to go out within seven days, and they are not allowed to be distracted."

"Yes!" The monks were solemn.

Fakong said loudly: "Qingluo, you stay outside."

"Yes, Master." Xu Qingluo appeared in a flash, standing in front of the monks, smiling, eyes shining: "My fellow monks, if anyone is distracted, I will take action!"

Monk Haijing smiled and said: "Sister Qingluo, can you really tell whether we are distracted or not?"

He was born fair and handsome like a virgin, but he was naughty and lively, and liked to joke and play the most.

Xu Qingluo glanced at him: "You can be distracted, but you can't do anything else. As long as you don't practice, I will beat you."

Monk Haijing was not convinced and thought that Xu Qingluo might not find out.

Xu Qingluo snorted: "You will know when the time comes."

Open your mind, and their every move is in front of you, and no small movement will be missed.

Fakong waved his hand.

"Thank you, uncle." Monk Haiming and the six monks bowed together and went to Lingkong Temple under the leadership of Xu Qingluo.

Fakong looked at the six of them and nodded with satisfaction.

They are all rare talents with qualified talents and temperaments, and they can practice the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill and the Great Ming King Demon Subduing Skill.

With these six people, the Demon Subduing Temple will be able to hold the door.

No one has practiced the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill before, but it lacks the Great Sun Tathagata Immovable Sutra. With the reference of the Great Sun Tathagata Immovable Sutra, the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill is no longer lacking.

Moreover, the Great Sun Tathagata Immovable Sutra is recorded in the Xiga Baye, and the insights he has gained are far beyond the reach of the monks of the Great Leiyin Temple.

It is not difficult to guide them to practice the Great Sun Demon Subduing Skill.

A crescent moon hangs in the sky.

Under the clear light, Fakong and Ning Zhenzhen stood on the top of a mountain, as if wearing a layer of gauze, looking at Tianjing from afar.

Tianjing was brightly lit.

Fakong smiled and said, "Junior sister, why are you here?"

Ning Zhenzhen's jade face was solemn, and she said softly, "Senior brother, a disciple of the Jade Butterfly Sect was murdered."

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ning Zhenzhen said coldly, "I didn't expect that someone would dare to do such a cruel thing and kill her directly."

Fakong looked at her quietly.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "She was also careless. When she was on the road, she saw injustice and drew her sword to help, but she ended up losing herself. She sacrificed herself to save a little girl, but she was killed. When her fellow disciples heard the news and rushed over, she had already died."

Fakong nodded gently.

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes were red: "If it wasn't for saving the little girl, she could have escaped with her secret technique."

Fakong said, "I'll help her."

"Alas," Ning Zhenzhen sighed.

Fakong shook his head and said, "As a martial artist, this kind of thing is inevitable,... has the murderer been killed?"

Ning Zhenzhen nodded slightly, her face darkened, and she sneered: "Their sect will not give in."