Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Because he knew that the court and the royal family were wary of Fakong, he was also very afraid to go outside Xuankong Temple.

Although the holy water cured their years of worries and finally had their own child.

But under the fear, he still did not dare to go to Xuankong Temple in person to thank him.

Fakong cast the Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini spell to bring Prince Jing back to life, so he no longer cared about the court and the royal family's fear of Fakong and decided to go to Xuankong Temple in person.

He hoped to meet Fakong and make a good relationship with him, so that he could ask Fakong for help in the future if he was really in danger.

The medical technology of the time was not developed enough, and the mortality rate of children was extremely high. He hoped that his child could grow up without illness and disaster.

But things in the world are unpredictable, fate is unpredictable, and the more you fear something, the more it will come.

If you are lucky enough to meet Fakong, it will be the most important guarantee for yourself and your family - most importantly, your children.

Madam Zhou smiled and said, "Master, are you not afraid of being implicated?"

Zhou Yuanhu said, "Compared to Master Fakong, it's nothing to be implicated. You can also say that you left because you are grateful to the master for saving Prince Jing."

Madam Zhou shook her head and laughed.

This can only fool ordinary people, not the court officials, let alone the emperor. It is easy to be labeled as Master Fakong's line.

There is no Master Fakong's line now, but as time goes by, it will definitely be formed.

Master Fakong's magical powers and Buddhist mantras will definitely save more and more people. Even if these people who receive the favor are reluctant, they will belong to Master Fakong's line.

Zhou Yuanhu stroked Madam Zhou's hand and said softly, "Compared to An Ran, the official position is not that important."

"Master is wise." Madam Zhou said softly.

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Fakong and Xi Wang Hu Houqing stood on the top of a mountain.

This mountain is located thirty miles outside Yunjing City. It is towering into the clouds, like a sword piercing straight into the sky, breaking the sky.

That’s why it’s called Potian Peak.

Hu Houqing stood facing the wind, his expression indifferent.

He was still immersed in the previous conflict and couldn’t pull himself out.

The purple-gold cassock fluttered, and Fakong stood loosely, but he looked as straight as a pine tree, calm and gentle: “Are you feeling guilty, my lord?”

“No.” Hu Houqing shook his head.

Fakong smiled, but didn’t expose his lie.

Hu Houqing was too soft-hearted, and he obviously regretted his recklessness and impulse, and killed the man. Guilt left Prince Jing with only sixty years of life.

Hu Houqing sighed: “Is there no way to increase his lifespan?”

“There is a price for resurrection from the dead, and anything you get requires a price.” Fakong said: “If there is no sufficient price, how can you come back?”

“That’s right.” Hu Houqing sighed.

He also knew this truth.

It is impossible to resurrect without any price. If there is no price, there is only one possibility - it is an invisible price, and it is very likely that you need to pay the price after death, and you may go deeper into hell and suffer more.

As the capital of all gods, people in Dayun firmly believe in the existence of the underworld.

They firmly believe that resurrection from the dead is a return from the underworld, and it is reasonable to give the underworld sufficient compensation.

If this compensation is life span, it is very reasonable.

This is already the supreme mantra.

Hu Houqing said: "Master, do you have no other Buddhist mantras or methods to prolong life?"

Fakong said: "People who come back from the dead will definitely die after a decade, and any panacea will be useless."

"Alas!" Hu Houqing sighed.

It may be because he has lived in a remote place for a long time, lacked communication with people, and practiced martial arts all day long, which made his temperament more and more withdrawn and his temper more and more irritable.

In anger, he punched in anger.

In fact, his original intention was not to kill his second brother, but just to teach him a lesson and let him know to respect his elder brother.

Unexpectedly, he used all his strength in a rage.

I didn't expect my second brother to be so vulnerable. It seemed that he hadn't practiced hard in these years and his mind was focused on other things.

As a result, he had no strength to fight back. I punched him in the forehead and shattered his brain.

After the punch, my mind went blank.

When I came to my senses, the Jingwang Mansion was in chaos.

The guards of the Jingwang Mansion surrounded me, staring at me with a fierce look but not daring to do anything.

The steward of the Jingwang Mansion directly invited the Jingwang Princess out. The Jingwang Princess looked at him and turned away. She went to the palace to knock on the jade plate and ask my father to come out.

My father appeared soon.

Seeing the situation at that time, my father was contrary to his usual temper. His eyes were cold and calm as water. He turned around and left.

A moment later, my father appeared with Master Fakong.

After Master Fakong appeared, he was not moved by the situation in front of him and calmly performed the Ksitigarbha Vajrayogini Mantra.

As the Buddhist mantras were chanted, the second brother, who had already died and was bleeding from all seven orifices, actually woke up and resumed breathing.

He said a few words in a daze before he fell into a coma again.

Then Master Fakong ordered him to soak in the holy water for a month to fully recover.

All this happened so fast that he was dazzled, as if he had not reacted to anything, and everything was over.

He killed his second brother once with his own hands, resulting in his life span of only 60 years, and everything was irreversible.

He clearly watched it with his own eyes, but it seemed that everything was so unreal, as if it was just a dream, and after waking up from the dream, everything changed.

Fakong said: "Prince, you don't owe Prince Jing anything, but Prince Jing owes you a life."

"He..." Hu Houqing was speechless.

It was true. If it weren't for my good luck and Master Fakong's help, I would have been killed by my second brother.

It was only natural for me to kill my second brother to avenge him.

But why was my heart still so heavy, as if a huge rock was pressing on it, making it hard to breathe.

Fakong smiled.

Hu Houqing was too idealistic and too loyal, which was a quality that was rarely seen in the princes.

He just had it.

Another person who had this quality was Prince Xin Chuxiang.

"Your Highness, after this time, Prince Jing will probably have to step down."

"...Yes." Hu Houqing nodded slowly.

He was already in his forties, and he still had more than a decade to live.

And my father was so vigorous that it seemed that he would not be able to abdicate within a decade. Before my father abdicated, my second brother died.

What was the point of being the crown prince?

"This is also a good thing." Fakong said, "At least it's good for all the princes, otherwise, he would kill them all."

"Second brother, he is really..." Hu Houqing really couldn't believe that someone could be so cruel and kill his own brother.

"In the eyes of the second prince, the throne is more important than all family affection." Fakong said, "After you go back, the eldest prince, be careful."

Hu Houqing looked at him solemnly.

Fakong said, "Zhenlongyuan has undergone inexplicable changes. A dragon will be born. I'm afraid that the masters of Zhenlongyuan can't defend it."

He was a little worried. Did he wantonly change the fate of others, causing the world to change, causing the dragon of Zhenlongyuan to be born two years earlier.

The dragon that was originally supposed to come out of the abyss in two years is already in sight. If there is no accident, it will be born in two months.

With the current strength of Zhenlongyuan, it is impossible to stop the dragon.