Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Zhaixing Tower is cautious and strict in its actions, so the number of people is not large, and the elite are the main force.

Each of the four halls has about a hundred people.

Fakong directly obtained the list of his subordinates through the four hall masters and the building owner, and then asked someone to notify Xu Zhijian.

The rest of the matter was handed over to the Holy Church of Light to deal with.

That piece of land belongs to the Holy Church of Light.

Although the three major sects in the world each have their own imperial fiefdoms, theoretically speaking, other places do not belong to the three major sects.

But the three major sects have tacitly divided the Daqian martial arts world into three parts, each of which has a piece of land as its sphere of influence, and has a strong influence in their respective territories.

Either a vassal sect or an outer disciple, infiltrating into all aspects through various means.

"It's really fast." Lin Feiyang snorted in dissatisfaction.

He really wanted to kill those scums with his own hands, but he didn't get the chance, and instead had to waste his energy to take the two children on the road.

He looked back at the curious Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu and shook his head.

Along the way, they really worked like cows and horses, and served like two little ancestors.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu followed them inside, stepped on the soft green grass, and saw the clear lake.

The curtains of the pavilion on the lake were swaying in the wind, swaying in various shapes.

"Wow..." Zhou Yu cheered: "It's so beautiful."

Zhou Yang watched silently, with a proud look on his face.

Fakong and the other two came to the pavilion and let the two children run into the valley and into the flowers to chase butterflies.

"Ah..., finally here!" Lin Feiyang wiped his forehead and wiped away the invisible sweat.

Fakong smiled.

He knew that Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu were not easy to deal with.

Because they were born with intelligence, they could not be viewed from the perspective of ordinary children. They were even more cunning than adults.

"Ah, don't mention it!" Lin Feiyang shook his head: "But fortunately, they are finally back."

"Junior brother, Zhou Yang will be handed over to you." Fakong said: "He has an extraordinary talent. If he is well trained, he will be a Dharma-enlightened junior brother."

"Ah!?" Faning was startled.

He never expected it.

Lin Feiyang was also surprised and said: "Monk, you won't accept him?"

Fakong shook his head: "I am too lazy and not suitable to be a master. You should come."

Lin Feiyang widened his eyes, looked at him left and right, and then looked at Faning, and shook his head: "What a strange idea!"

He certainly saw the intelligence of the two along the way. They were really rare smart. No matter what they learned, they could understand it at once and draw inferences from one thing.

If he had this smartness, he would not lose to Fakong. He could only be his follower and listen to his orders.

"This..." Faning scratched his bald head and showed an embarrassed look: "Brother, I really don't know how to be a master."

He has already entered the third rank and is qualified to accept disciples.

But he feels that he is still a disciple and doesn't know anything. How can he be someone else's master?

It's misleading.

"Everyone has a first time. You will be a good master. The qualifications of these two little guys are top-notch, but you can only accept one."

"But..."

"Go and discuss it with Uncle Yuanhua. I believe Uncle Yuanhua will agree."

"...Okay." Faning saw that Fakong was determined, so he could only agree with embarrassment and turned and floated away.

His fat and strong body floated across the lake as if it had no weight, flying to the end of the valley.

Fakong glanced at Lin Feiyang: "Junior brother has been improving. Look at this Qinggong, it is much stronger."

"I am not idle either." Lin Feiyang said unconvinced: "Fakong, what are you thinking, why don't you accept Xiaoyang as your disciple? The little guy is too smart!"

Fakong shook his head.

Lin Feiyang said: "It's a pity. Such a good place, if you miss this time, you may not be able to meet it again!"

Fakong smiled.

After Yuanhua came over to see the two children, he immediately asked Faning to accept Zhou Yang. Such a good material and beautiful quality are rare in the world.

"I don't want to be his disciple!" When Lin Feiyang told Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, Zhou Yang refused without hesitation.

Lin Feiyang was startled and said hurriedly: "Xiao Yang, this is a master of the Shenyuan realm. Others can't even touch the door if they want to be his disciple!"

"I just don't want to be his disciple!" Zhou Yang looked at Faning proudly: "He doesn't look very smart."

Fakong scratched his head, at a loss.

He really didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only look at Fakong.

Fakong gave him a look, indicating that he should show some momentum.

Faning took a deep breath, and his honest face suddenly tightened, his white skin tightened, and his eyes widened again.

He also circulated his Qi.

The gray monk's robe slowly swelled up like an inflatable.

The dirt and grass leaves on the monk's robe fell one after another.

In the eyes of Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, it seemed that a towering peak rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky.

They felt that they would be crushed into meat paste at any time.

"Ah!" The two screamed and hid behind Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang waved his hand: "Too much, too much, Faning!"

Faning paused and slowed down a little.

"Hurry up, it's hard to find a good master." Lin Feiyang pushed Zhou Yang over: "If you learn his skills, you will have a good life."

"I don't want to be a monk."

"Learn the skills first, you can return to secular life after becoming a monk." Lin Feiyang advised.

"Can you really return to secular life?" Zhou Yang turned his head to look at Faning.

Faning hesitated and nodded slowly.

Of course you can return to secular life.

Many famous monks in the Vajra Temple have returned to secular life. There is also a patriarch who returned and entered three times and almost achieved Vajra in the end, just a little short of it. Everyone felt sorry for him.

"That's not bad." Zhou Yang clasped his hands behind his back and nodded with satisfaction like a young adult: "I still have to give reception to my old Zhou family, but my father only has me."

Zhou Yu said hurriedly: "We agreed, we can't go back on our word. My brother will return to secular life in the future and I won't be able to stop him."

"Amitabha!" Faning nodded solemnly.

Zhou Yu looked at Fakong.

Fa Kong nodded.

Zhou Yu looked at Lin Feiyang again.

Lin Feiyang smiled and said: "It's absolutely no problem. Faning speaks the most truthfully. He does what he says and won't say what he can't do."

"Okay then." Zhou Yang looked at Faning and said reluctantly, "I will accept you as my teacher."

He was not very satisfied. He always felt that Faning was not very clever or very smart.

Faning solemnly said: "Since you are my disciple, you must abide by the precepts and rules of the Vajra Temple. If you violate it, don't blame me for being a ruthless teacher!"

"Yes." Zhou Yang agreed obediently.

Since he has become a master, he must be under his control. He has been prepared and can change roles very quickly.

Fanning nodded with satisfaction.

Fakong shook his head secretly.

Zhou Yang will have a headache this week.

Why should I pass it on to Faning? It’s because I don’t like it.

He doesn't like disciples who are too smart. It's best if they are simple and honest.

Faning is already honest enough. If his disciple is more naive, it will be too much. It is best to find a smart disciple to reconcile.

In this way, Zhou Yang adds a bit of agility to Faning, and Faning adds a bit of calmness to Zhou Yang, and the two complement each other.

"Uncle Master." Fakong came to the glacier side of Mingyue Temple and smiled at Lian Xuehe.

Lotus snow and white clothes are fluttering, just like Avalokitesvara.

"Fakong, you haven't been here for a long time."

She returned the courtesy and looked at Zhou Yu with a smile.

Fakong explained the situation at that time and expressed his purpose of coming: "This is to send you a disciple, uncle.".

Zhou Yu was so cute.

Lian Xue had a look of pity on her face, gently stroked Zhou Yu's head, and sighed: "Good boy, you have suffered."

While she was caressing him, she had already secretly checked Zhou Yu's qualifications and nodded gently: "Then come under my sect and practice well in the nunnery."

Fakong smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle."

"Yu'er has met the master!" Zhou Yu tithes obediently, with very standard movements.

Lian Xue smiled brightly and said, "Good boy, no need to be polite."

She then said to Fakong: "Since they are two siblings and depend on each other, let them move around more."

"Uncle Master, come over at any time, or send her over to practice with Junior Brother Faning."

"Well, Faning is very reassuring." Lian Xue did not ask why Fakong didn't accept Zhou Yang.

The two talked again. Ning Zhenzhen was in a state of depression and no one could help her. She could only struggle on her own.

Fakong gained a little power of faith, bid farewell to Lianxue and returned to Medicine Valley.

In the following days, Zhou Yang appeared in the valley, breaking the tranquility of the valley.

Zhou Yang is not naughty, but capable of tossing.

One night he secretly went to the medicine garden and dug out a moon ginseng plant, hoping to see if he could find the little person underneath.

Fanning didn't pay attention for a moment, and he took advantage of him.

This moon ginseng is twelve years old and already has great medicinal effects. However, the older it gets, the more amazing its medicinal effects become.

With each passing year, its efficacy doubles, until after twenty years, it no longer increases and can be harvested.

Faning was extremely careful with this moon ginseng, for fear of any accidents, fear of drought or flooding, fear of insect damage, and fear of rats and the like eating it.

He never expected that it would fall into Zhou Yang's hands.

Fan Ning stared at the uprooted moon ginseng, her fat face flushed and her body trembling slightly.

My heart and liver were shaking with pain.

Because it was pulled out too roughly, the roots that should have been carefully dug out have been broken and scattered.

Each of these roots is of great value, but now they are damaged to such a degree that they can no longer be used.

Zhou Yang stood aside and looked at the moon ginseng indifferently.

He felt that the master was making a fuss over just a ginseng plant and he could see it every day at home.

Lunar ginseng looks similar to ordinary ginseng, but its medicinal effects are vastly different.

"You...you..." Faning felt like he was going to explode.

His little eyes were already bloodshot, which startled Zhou Yang.

When he saw something was wrong, he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Yang!"

Lin Feiyang was busy in the kitchen. As soon as he heard his voice, he appeared beside him. Seeing that he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief: "What happened?"

He then saw Faning: "What's going on?...Oh, did you break this? You're a kid!"

Faning gritted his teeth: "This is star ginseng! Star ginseng!"

"What's wrong with the star ginseng? Isn't it just a medicinal material? Just get another one." Lin Feiyang waved his hand disapprovingly: "Look at you, it's scary."

Faning laughed angrily: "Star Ginseng!"

"I know, I know, it's star ginseng." Lin Feiyang said impatiently: "Just tell him to be more careful in the future, Xiaoyang, don't touch these medicinal materials anymore, they are the lifeblood of your master."

"Yes." Zhou Yang responded obediently.

Faning took a deep breath to prevent himself from roaring.

Lin Feiyang said: "Fa Ning, you are the master. Be more generous and don't act like an apprentice. I'm going to cook and you can eat it right away."

He disappeared in a flash.

Sitting in a small pavilion, holding a wordless Buddhist scripture in his hand, Fakong shook his head.

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