Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

This Little Western Paradise is a world of its own, but it is also integrated with the heaven and earth. It is a world of its own, not a place that is abrupt.

Yang Shuangting has a keen sense, and it is very rare that she can feel the existence of Little Western Paradise.

It is impossible to explore the mystery of Little Western Paradise.

Not to mention her, even I can't fully understand Little Western Paradise now, even though I am the master and founder of Little Western Paradise.

How is Little Western Paradise composed and built? If there are no altars, can I build it?

These are all unsolved problems, and I need to understand them step by step.

"It is indeed a Taoist temple." Yang Shuangting sighed.

She can feel that this temple is like another world, which must be done by Fakong. The movement of Gangqi here is smooth and free, far better than outside.

More importantly, as soon as she stepped into this place, she felt calm and peaceful, and her heart was shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere, as if the worldly disputes suddenly became distant, light, and not worth mentioning.

This sense of detachment cannot be forced, it is a wonderful state that only occurs when a flash of inspiration occurs occasionally.

But here, she can always maintain this sense of detachment.

She even felt that her Tai Shang Wang Ji Sutra was rapidly improving. Although she had mastered the Tai Shang Wang Ji Sutra, she was still a long way from perfection. She had just started.

This step of entry is a natural chasm, which countless people cannot get. She stepped into the door with her unique qualifications.

But it is almost impossible to achieve perfection.

But now, she saw hope.

If she can stay here for a long time to practice, the Tai Shang Wang Ji Sutra and the Tai Shang Jing Ming Sutra will make great progress.

She turned her head and looked at Fa Kong: "Master..."

She called the master with her heart and soul, without any awkwardness.

Fakong smiled and said, "Buddhism is boundless. The mantras added in the temple will naturally be different."

"What mantras are added?"

"There are some of the Purifying Heart Mantra, Rejuvenating Mantra, and Great Light Mantra." Fakong said, "They are integrated with each other and produce many wonderful uses."

"Indeed, there are endless wonderful uses!" Yang Shuangting sighed.

Her eyes flashed and she smiled: "Master..."

"Want to stay here to practice?" Fakong said.

Yang Shuangting nodded hurriedly: "Will it not disturb the master's practice?"

"I couldn't ask for more." Fakong smiled: "With you in charge, I can save some trouble."

"No problem." Yang Shuangting said, "I will find someone to maintain order."

Fakong nodded: "That's no problem. In fact, it doesn't have to be in the temple. It will have the same effect within a mile outside the temple."

"It's better to be in the temple." Yang Shuangting smiled and said, "Do you want to avoid suspicion?"

After all, she is a woman, and it's not appropriate to stay in the temple.

However, Fakong is now famous as a divine monk. I'm afraid no one will believe that he has a love affair with a man and a woman.

After all, Buddhism, mantras and supernatural powers cannot deceive people. Once a Buddhist disciple breaks the vow of chastity, his supernatural powers will definitely be broken.

I am afraid that no one would be so stupid as to break his supernatural powers for a woman.

Moreover, the divine monk's state of mind is calm and cannot be broken. Women cannot make him lose his balance.

Fakong said: "Well, I will leave a room for you to practice."

"Thank you, Master." Yang Shuangting smiled.

If I can practice here all the time, my cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds, and I may be able to catch up with Fakong.

At that time, it will not be me who listens to him, but he who listens to me!

Her thoughts surged, and her smile became more moving.

Fakong laughed.

Just at this moment, there was a buzz of discussion outside, as well as a solemn scolding, as if an important person had arrived.

Fakong had seen through his mind's eye that there were three purple-robed eunuchs outside, holding a long golden box and walking slowly.

A group of soldiers surrounded them and guarded them, separating the pilgrims from the three purple-robed eunuchs and preventing them from getting close.

"Master Fakong, the imperial edict has arrived." The middle-aged purple-robed eunuch in the middle said loudly.

The voice was so long that it spread throughout the temple.

Fakong said loudly, "Angel, please wait."

As he spoke, he slowly walked out of the courtyard and came to the three purple-robed eunuchs in the eyes of dozens of pilgrims.

He clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Master Fakong, congratulations." The middle-aged purple-robed eunuch clasped his hands together and smiled.

A young purple-robed eunuch opened the narrow golden box, and inside the box was a golden scroll, shining brightly, which was the imperial edict.

The middle-aged purple-robed eunuch took out the imperial edict, slowly unfolded it, and then read it aloud.

The pilgrims were amazed.

They didn't expect that the emperor would directly give this Zhongshan Mountain to the monk Fakong and the Zangkong Temple.

Although Zhongshan is not big, it is located next to Zhongling Lake and is green as ink. It is a rare and pleasant scenery.

Standing on Zhongshan, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Zhongling Lake. It can be seen that Zhongling Lake is like a mirror reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

Such a beautiful place was actually given directly. The emperor was really generous to the monk Fakong.

Fakong happily accepted the imperial edict and smiled and clasped his hands to thank him.

The three purple-robed eunuchs were full of smiles, without any arrogance. They did not stay in the temple and turned around and left.

Fakong put the imperial edict in the main hall, next to the golden Buddha statue, and accepted the offerings of everyone.

Fakong took Yang Shuangting to a monastery.

Yang Shuangting remained silent until he entered the courtyard of the temple, and then he began to speak: "I didn't expect..."

Fakong smiled: "The emperor's grace is great."

Yang Shuangting shook his head: "This Zhongshan is indeed mysterious, right?"

Fakong smiled: "What do you mean?"

"If there is no mystery, the master would not want to take this sacred mountain for himself." Yang Shuangting said: "The emperor would not give this mountain to him."

The emperor would not want to give this mountain to him for no reason. He must have hinted to the emperor through other means.

The emperor would think of this.

Giving a temple is already a favor. Except for the Great Miaolian Temple, no mountain where the temple is located has been directly given.

There is no need for this.

Like Zhongshan, it is impossible to open up wasteland for farming. There are tall trees all over the mountain. Although the precious wood is valuable, the species of these trees are valuable and have limited value.

Fakong smiled: "This place is indeed beautiful, I like it very much, so I will build a branch temple here."

Yang Shuangting's eyes flashed, trying to see through his thoughts.

Although I know it's futile, I can't help but try.

Fakong said: "You've been to Yongkong Temple, you should feel that this place is different from Yongkong Temple."

Yang Shuangting was thoughtful.

Fakong said: "It's also my dojo, but this place is more suitable for cultivation, which is beneficial to this Zhongshan Mountain."

"What's so mysterious about Zhongshan Mountain?"

"The spiritual energy is overwhelming." Fakong said.

"Is there some kind of treasure hidden?" Yang Shuangting said.

Fakong shook his head: "As far as I know, there is no treasure in this mountain, but it is caused by the mountain terrain and the earth veins."

"No treasure..." Yang Shuangting showed a disappointed look.

She originally thought there was a treasure. This mountain belonged to him, so the treasure would also be his, but if there was no treasure, it didn't matter.

No matter how good Zhongshan Mountain is, it's just a mountain. There is not only one Zhongshan Mountain near Zhongling Lake.

Just at this time, there was a buzz of discussion outside.

Yang Shuangting laughed.

Fakong said loudly: "Master Mo, please come in."

The pilgrims outside were about to boil, and they stared with curiosity, watching a group of colorful women coming lightly, with faint fragrance lingering around, and the world seemed to become beautiful all of a sudden.

These twenty or so colorful women all wore white gauze to cover their faces, but their graceful figures and graceful postures could not be concealed.

Even if the pilgrims did not look at their faces, they knew they were beauties just by looking at their eyes and charm.

So many beauties appeared at once, what was going on?

Fakong and Yang Shuangting appeared outside the temple.

Ning Zhenzhen was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with a white gauze covering her face, revealing only her clear eyes. She clasped her hands towards Fakong: "Master."

"Master Mo, follow me." Fakong said: "The place has been prepared for you."

"Thank you, Master." Ning Zhenzhen said solemnly.

Fakong smiled, his purple-gold robe fluttering, and led them to continue walking eastward, passing the Zangkong Temple and heading east, entering a dense forest.

The women of the Jade Butterfly Sect were silent, just curiously looking around, and they all showed some fatigue and tiredness between their brows.

They kept walking quickly without stopping.

Fakong led them to walk eastward, and suddenly the view in front of them was clear, and they came from the dense forest to the sparse green bamboo forest.

The green bamboo moved with the wind, rustling, forming a surging green wave.

This place is two hundred meters away from the Zangkong Temple, the surrounding light is bright, and two bamboo houses have been built.

Fakong smiled and said, "I built these two bamboo houses casually, so they are inevitably clumsy. The rest can be built by yourself. You can build them in any shape you want. You have been traveling all the way, so take a good rest first."

"Thank you, Master." Ning Zhenzhen thanked him solemnly again.

Fakong smiled and shook his head, clasped his hands and left.

Yang Shuangting had been following him, curiously looking at the women of the Jade Butterfly Sect, especially Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen just nodded to her as a greeting.

When Fakong and Yang Shuangting disappeared, the women relaxed immediately.

Some ran to the bamboo house to look, some leaned against the bamboo to rest, and some jumped to the bamboo top to look into the distance, which was very lively.

Ning Zhenzhen took off her veil, and the women followed suit, revealing their beautiful faces.

Their grace had already impressed the pilgrims before, and if they saw their true faces, they would be even more irresistible.

Ding Xingqing did not move, but stood beside Ning Zhenzhen, looked around and whispered: "Master, are we going to build a branch here? And practice here?"

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

Ding Xingqing said: "With the master here, we really don't have to worry anymore."

Staying with Fakong, she really felt safe.

She felt that if there was any danger, Fakong would definitely remind her in advance so that she could avoid it.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "We built a branch here not because we are protected by the master, but because this place is a holy place for cultivation. Do you feel it?"

"...It is indeed different." Ding Xingqing's eyes became brighter and brighter.

As soon as she circulated her breath, she felt the difference. Her meridians seemed to be greased with oil, and her breath seemed to become a ball, flowing and condensed.

In this situation, the speed of cultivating by activating the Gangqi must be greatly increased. One day of cultivation here is equivalent to three or even five days elsewhere.