Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong and Yuande met at the steps in front of the main hall.

After offering a stick of incense in a serious and solemn manner, Monk Yuande could not wait to look at Fakong with his eyes sparkling.

"Miss Zhou Jingjing is indeed dead, without a single chance of life." Monk Yuande said solemnly, "I have checked repeatedly."

He felt guilty about Zhou Jingjing's death. The Great Miaolian Temple had already sheltered the Jade Butterfly Sect, but it still failed to do so.

He was extremely perceptive and speculated that Zhou Jingjing's murder was probably due to some conspiracy, not just an accident.

It was probably done by the Divine Sword Peak.

After the incident, the most important thing was to save Zhou Jingjing's life.

He tried every possible means and method to carefully check Zhou Jingjing, and would not let go of any possibility.

Unfortunately, after checking several times, he helplessly discovered a fact: Zhou Jingjing was indeed dead, and there was no way to save her.

The only thing he could do was to help her reincarnate as soon as possible.

But in terms of the power of salvation, no one can compare to Fakong's Great Bright Mantra, and Master Mo and Fakong have a close relationship, so there is no need to bother with the Great Miaolian Temple.

It is better to wait for Fakong to come and help her salvation.

He never expected that Zhou Jingjing could be resurrected.

He couldn't help but doubt himself. Could it be that he really couldn't find out the trace of life contained in Zhou Jingjing?

It was hidden from his repeated inspections. This trace of life was too hidden, right?

He was extremely unwilling.

"She really has no trace of life." Fakong shook his head: "Have you ever heard of the Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra?"

"Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra..." Monk Yuande raised his eyebrows slightly, fell into deep thought, and kept muttering in his mouth.

He felt that he had vaguely heard of this Buddhist mantra, and it appeared in his mind, but it disappeared after a glimpse.

He knew that this must be because the Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra was not in this life, nor in the previous life, but most likely a memory of the previous life.

At that time, it seemed that he was reincarnated in Dayun, a monk in Dayun.

He practiced for several lifetimes before he could be enlightened in this life.

Most of the memories of previous lives are vague, only martial arts and state of mind will be retained.

The nature of this kind of experience is even more vague.

If it weren't for his profound cultivation, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to remember this Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra at all.

He pondered and thought hard, struggling to pursue that glimmer of light, his face gradually turned pale, and he consumed a lot of energy.

Fakong smiled secretly.

Yuande's temperament is really stubborn. The more he can't remember, the more he wants to remember.

He made seals with his hands and cast the Qingxin Mantra.

A stream of nectar descended from the void and poured into Monk Yuande's mind, making his vaguely boiling mind suddenly calm and clear.

A flash of inspiration flashed.

He was overjoyed: "I remember it!"

He finally captured the memory of Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra.

He then frowned.

Although he remembered it, it was only a few words. This Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra is a legendary Buddhist mantra.

In the temple where he was at that time, there was an ancient book that had a record of the Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra.

It is said that this mantra is a Buddhist mantra recited by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself. Reciting this mantra can help one walk through hell without hindrance, transcend souls, and bring the dead back to life.

However, this mantra is too difficult, and there are many secrets to perform it, so it is almost impossible for ordinary people to practice it.

He quickly recalled the memories of his previous life.

Thanks to the help of the Qingxin Mantra, he remembered the record of this ancient book and looked at Fakong curiously: "The Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra is not a mantra for ordinary people."

Fakong smiled and said, "It was a fluke... Under the circumstances at that time, we could only treat a dead horse as a living horse and give it a try."

Monk Yuande nodded with emotion.

This is Fakong, worthy of the name of a divine monk.

What I admire most about him is not his martial arts skills, but the profoundness of Buddhism. Martial arts have limits, but Buddhism is immeasurable.

Compared with him, he was not worthy of the name of a divine monk, and his cultivation in Buddhism was far behind him.

He reflected on himself for a moment and coughed twice.

Fakong smiled and said, "Just say whatever you want to say, why be so polite."

Monk Yuande coughed and said, "... Two disciples in my temple were killed."

"Bring them here, I'll try, I can't guarantee that I can save them, and even if I do, they can only live for sixty years."

"Wait a minute!" Monk Yuande turned and left, disappearing in a gust of wind.

He didn't dare to delay, even if he delayed for one more second, it might increase the chance of failure.

The sooner the better.

Fakong smiled and watched him leave.

During this night, the faith he gained skyrocketed.

Just the Jade Butterfly Sect allowed him to gain a huge amount of faith, and the power of the Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra was really amazing.

This was more powerful than showing his holiness in front of people, and the impact on people's hearts was more intense.

Life and death are fears that no one can resist. The monk who can bring the dead back to life is the most worthy of belief.

The Jade Butterfly Sect has reached the level of fanaticism towards him.

Monk Yuande was extremely anxious, but when he rushed back to Xiao Miaolian Temple to take away the two disciples of Da Miaolian Temple who were harmed by Jinghui Sect, he still encountered opposition.

The two disciples had been placed on the altar, and the monks of Xiao Miaolian Temple had already filled the altar and were chanting the mantra of rebirth.

They had to chant the mantra of rebirth for three days and three nights to help them go to the Western Paradise. It had been two days and two nights.

Taking them away now would be a waste of all previous efforts.

This was related to their major event after death, and they could not give up halfway.

As for Fakong bringing Zhou Jingjing back to life, some monks in the temple were curious and fascinated, but most of them were dubious and thought it was just a coincidence.

This time, Zhou Jingjing can be brought back to life and return to life.

That may not be the case next time.

If he could really succeed every time, he would not be a divine monk, but a god.

Giving up the mantra of rebirth because of this illusory opportunity is not worth the gain.

If in the eyes of outsiders their decision is ridiculous, and there is a glimmer of hope, they should try it no matter what.

But as disciples of the Great Miaolian Temple, their concepts of life and death are different from ordinary people.

In their view, life and death, life and death, life and death, cycle over and over again. One life and death is like changing a carriage, and they are extremely certain about the world after death.

Therefore, the mantra of rebirth after death is extremely important.

If you are not sure that you can save them, then you should not delay the three days and three nights of the mantra of rebirth, which will determine their next life.

Monk Yuande looked determined and must take the two of them to Yongkong Temple.

He understands Fakong's temperament, acts cautiously, and is very confident that he can only give five points.

To say that I am five points sure is actually ten points. Otherwise, I will flatly reject this matter and will not let myself come back.

Since the Imperial Master is not here, he has the final say in the entire Little Myoulian Temple. As long as he is determined, the elders of the Great Myoulian Temple are helpless.

Ultimately, they settled on a compromise.

The two of them can be sent to Yongkong Temple, but they cannot interrupt the Great Mantra of Rebirth. They can send it to Yongkong Temple while continuing to recite the Great Mantra of Rebirth. They can continue to recite it in Yongkong Temple, and at the same time, let Fa Kong use Jizo Kong. Make a spell.

If the Ksitigarbha Dakini Mantra fails to save him, the Great Mantra of Rebirth will not be delayed, and he can advance or retreat, which can be said to be the best of both worlds.

Monk Yuande did not go back to ask Fakong and agreed directly.

The weather in Tianjing changes at any time.

Originally the sun was shining brightly, but now the clouds were gathering, and people on the street stepped up their steps to avoid being caught in the rain.

The door of Xiaomiaolian Temple slowly opened, and a group of monks filed out.

Four young monks carried two Arhat beds, with a middle-aged monk with a pale face lying on each bed.

Thirty-six monks surround the two Arhat beds.

Twelve old monks and twenty-four middle-aged monks all put their hands together, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, murmuring and chanting endlessly.

Monk Yuande led the way.

When the hurried people saw this, they stopped to watch curiously, and couldn't help but follow them forward, watching them enter Yongkong Temple.

Although Yongkong Temple is not open now, people already know that Yongkong Temple is the temple where the divine monk Fa Kong lives.

It's just that Divine Monk Fakong is not here most of the time. He only comes to Tianjing to stay and appears occasionally.

They stopped outside Yongkong Temple, extremely curious, but slowly left.

They thought that the Xiaomiaolian Temple was just asking Fa Kong for salvation. They all knew that the divine monk Fa Kong had profound Buddhist teachings and vast supernatural powers.

So after stopping for a while, I was ready to leave.

But before leaving, I noticed something strange.

Dark clouds from all directions gathered over Yongkong Temple.

In the blink of an eye, all the dark clouds above Tianjing seemed to have gathered over Yongkong Temple, and the sky outside of Yongkong Temple returned to bright sunshine, with the sun shining brightly.

The dark clouds are getting denser and denser, forming a majestic and huge dark mountain peak, which is about to fall from the void and crush Yongkong Temple.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The thunder seemed to come from the distant sky.

"Kacha!"

"Kacha!"

"Kacha!"

…

Huge silver lightning flashed in the dark clouds, creating huge zigzag cracks in the dense dark clouds.

People stood curiously outside Yongkong Temple, looking up.

The lightning brightened their eyes, illuminating the curious and confused faces, and finally they all stared directly at Yongkong Temple.

After the dark clouds dispersed, the gate of Yongkong Temple opened, and a group of monks filed out. The two Arhat beds were still carried by four young monks.

But the two monks who were lying on the bed were gone.

They shook their heads and sighed.

It seems that he will be buried in Yongkong Temple.

This is a bit unconventional. After all, no matter how strong Yongkong Temple is, Small Myolian Temple is not weak, and Big Myolian Temple is stronger.

How could it be possible that after a disciple of the Great Myoulian Temple died, he would not enter the pagoda of the Great Myoulian Temple but be buried in another temple?

Then someone with sharp eyes suddenly shouted in surprise: "Mother!"

His exclamation startled the people next to him.

People looked over.

This is a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. His gray-white gown has turned white after washing, and there is a look of desolation between his brows.

At this time, he was staring at two middle-aged monks among a group of monks with wide eyes.

He seemed to have discovered the most incredible thing in the world.

People asked him what happened?

"They... they were... before..." the middle-aged pointed-mouthed monkey-cheeked man said, "Resurrection from the dead!"

Everyone immediately understood what he meant.

They all saw two monks lying on the two Arhat beds. They were obviously dead. They guessed that they were going to Yongkong Temple to ask the divine monk Fakong to do something.

Combined with the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked middle-aged words, it is obvious that these two dead monks have come back to life.

"You read that right?"

"Absolutely impossible!" The middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks yelled angrily: "One of them has a scar on his lip and the other has a mole on his forehead. There is no way they can be mistaken!"

This is a questioning of one's own skills and must not be tolerated.

My eyes are so sharp that I can see everything clearly with just one glance.