Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong smiled and continued to flip through the book.

He flipped through books very quickly, finishing a book in the blink of an eye and imprinting it into his mind.

"Is Feitian Temple really that powerful?" Lin Feiyang stood beside him and asked curiously: "Can those women be so fierce and can stop them?"

"The most demon-like temple." Fakong shook his head and said, "It's not called this name for nothing. Feitian Temple is best at planting lotuses in the fire."

"There was no trouble?" Lin Feiyang said: "Planting flowers in the fire is just playing with fire. If you are not careful, you will burn yourself, right?"

"It's inevitable." Fakong said calmly: "But not many people fail to plant flowers in the fire, so they are quite powerful."

"Alas..." Lin Feiyang held on to a bookshelf and sorted out the books that were arranged unevenly: "It's really eye-opening. To be honest, monk, I also want to become a believer in Feitian Temple!"

Fakong looked at him with a smile.

Lin Feiyang said: "It's not that I want to seduce women, I'm just curious about how far it can go."

Fakong said: "I heard that once their secret method fails, they will not be able to get close to women for the rest of their lives. If they get close, they will go crazy."

"...Then forget it." Lin Feiyang's expression changed slightly.

He was not fond of women, but occasionally he would find women to adjust his yin and yang, so as not to cause problems in the monastery.

So I don’t envy the monk Feitian Temple’s abilities.

He talked about Xu Qingluo: "Monk, is that little girl very qualified?"

"If you train them well, you will have a bright future." Fakong nodded lightly: "You may not be able to master your Shadow Shadow Sutra."

"Impossible!" Lin Feiyang waved his hand.

He smiled smugly: "My Shadow Shadow Manual was given by God. Let's put it this way, after the Shadow Shadow Manual was created, apart from the founder, I was the only one who practiced it, and no one else has mastered it!"

Fakong smiled.

Fakong had been flipping through books all morning, wanting to go through all the collections. He did not expect that such a dilapidated courtyard would have such a rich collection of books.

Far beyond his imagination.

At noon, Yuan Sheng came over and asked coldly if he wanted to eat in the temple. Fa Kong shook his head, and the two went to Guanyun Tower again.

Guanyun Tower was still busy at noon. When they arrived on the second floor, most of the tables in the restaurant were full.

There was only one empty table by the window, which looked particularly conspicuous.

Lin Feiyang proudly asked Fa Kong to come over and sit down, and said with a smile: "I have kept my money here for a year to buy this place."

Fakong nodded.

Wearing a purple and gold cassock, he moved slowly and calmly took a sip of wine under the curious eyes of everyone.

The table was quickly filled with wine and food.

It was Lin Feiyang who came over in advance to say hello.

His movement skills are extremely fast, and he will come over in one or two flashes, and then go back after giving instructions.

After being given enough money and showing outstanding martial arts skills, the shopkeeper of Guanyun Tower naturally took good care of him and treated him as a guest.

"Bang!" Suddenly there was a muffled sound.

Everyone was startled and looked around.

But it was a burly young man who was slamming the table, his face flushed.

The three people at his table all blushed.

The four of them were all drunk, with alcohol on their faces and disdain in their eyes. They acted like they were the boss and God was the second boss.

The burly young man who slapped the table had bright eyes and slightly sunken temples, showing that he had a good level of cultivation.

He burst out laughing.

The laughter was like a big bell, making all the guests' ears ring and their eyes dazzle, and they frowned. It aroused irritation and of course attracted everyone's attention.

Fakong drank his own wine and savored its taste.

Since coming to Shenjing, apart from other things, I have really enjoyed good wine and delicious food.

The dishes include both southern and northern dishes, all of which are delicious.

The name of the wine Guanyunlou's signature is Xianyun Yulu, which is mellow and long.

It’s no wonder that Guanyun Tower is so expensive, but it’s also so lively. There’s an endless stream of guests, and there’s no need to worry about no one coming.

"Have you heard?" The burly young man glanced at everyone and laughed: "The Vajra Temple at the east end of Suzaku Avenue has a new abbot!"

There is someone with low cultivation among the guests, so I don't dare to offend him.

Those with high cultivation levels don't bother to mess with him when they see him drunk, so why should a drunk person care about him?

The burly young man would never dare to be so presumptuous at ordinary times, but at this time, drinking made him bolder, his chest surged with pride, his ambition was fierce, and he had the courage to guide the country.

"Haha..., the new abbot of the Vajra Temple!" The burly young man laughed.

Everyone shook their heads.

Lin Feiyang looked at Fakong.

Fakong frowned and said calmly: "How can you let a drunk person talk nonsense and get rid of him?"

Lin Feiyang whispered: "Don't worry, what if he praises us?"

Fakong laughed and looked at Lin Feiyang with a look like "You are so innocent."

Lin Feiyang was unconvinced and hummed: "Wait and see."

"Jingang Villa, you just occupy the toilet and don't poop!" the burly young man shouted loudly.

Lin Feiyang suddenly became angry.

Fakong shook his head and continued to drink his wine.

The burly young man continued to shout: "Obviously such a good place is occupied but nothing is done. And the new abbot is still a fool, he is just a fool. This is not taking us, the people of Shenjing, seriously!"

Everyone laughed.

This is nonsense.

What is the new abbot of Kongo Temple’s monastery doing to the people of Shinkyo, and how come he doesn’t take the people of Shinkyo seriously?

"Old Third, don't talk nonsense. It's not that their Vajra Temple Branch is inactive. It's that they are too stupid and dumb. They are suppressed by the Feitian Temple Branch and can't raise their heads. They are discouraged and lazy." A thin young man at his table stood up by the table and laughed: "Bah! It's still Vajra Temple, but it's just a soft egg. It's better to call it Straw Bag Temple!"

"Haha, Straw Bag Temple... Interesting, this name is interesting, haha, Straw Bag Temple!"

The other three people laughed and laughed.

Fakong glanced at Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang gritted his teeth and flashed.

"Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!" Four loud slaps rang out.

The four of them immediately covered their faces, looked around in astonishment, and showed angry expressions: "Who!"

"Who dares to hit me?!"

"Looking for death!"

"Come out and die!"

Seeing that no one stood up, they became more and more angry as they cursed. They covered their faces, their eyes were bloodshot, and the momentum of the Tianyuan Realm burst out, the sound was like thunder, extremely terrifying.

"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!" Four more loud slaps.

They hurriedly covered the other side of their faces.

"Who!?"

"You are a cowardly person who hides your head and shows your tail!"

"You are looking for death!"

"You deserve to be killed!"

They covered their faces, and became more and more angry and crazy, shaking the restaurant.

People from the first and third floors rushed over to watch the excitement.

Seeing so many people surrounding and watching, the four of them became bolder.

No matter how much trouble they made, the other party would not dare to do anything to them in front of everyone.

So they were more powerful and cursed more harshly.

"You little son of a bitch, come out!"

"Get out and kowtow to your father and confess your guilt!"

...

People around shook their heads.

This is drunkenness, confused.

Don't you think that people slapped you a few times, and you couldn't find anyone at all, so how could they be afraid?

You should be afraid, right?

There is obviously a gap in martial arts.

"Pa pa pa pa!"

"Pa pa pa pa!"

"Pa pa pa pa!"

"Pa pa pa pa!"

Their palms were swung away by an invisible force, and they were slapped back and forth twice. The slaps were crisp, loud, and rhythmic, and very pleasant to the ears.

Fakong sipped the Xianyun Yulu lightly and smiled.

Although Lin Feiyang had low IQ and EQ, he was sometimes a little smart.

He didn't hit hard when he shouldn't.

In the city of Shenjing, in full view of the public, if someone was injured, the Green Clothes Wind Catcher would be dispatched.

Now that they hit without hurting, it was at most a fight, and they all dispersed, and the court was too lazy to pursue it.

The faces of the four people were slightly red and swollen, but not badly.

But the pain went into their hearts, and they were completely awake.

But they were not timid, and stared at Fakong with cold eyes.

The burly young man in the lead gritted his teeth and glared at Fakong: "You are the new abbot of the Vajra Temple Branch. Did you do this?!"

Everyone's eyes immediately shot to Fakong.

Fakong was calm and composed, with a calm expression and gentle eyes, sipping the Xianyun Yulu.

He looked at them as if he was looking at a few naughty children, and his gentle eyes revealed a solemn and reproachful meaning.

"It's you!" The burly young man sneered: "Why, you are angry and want to hit someone because we said it right?"

Fakong waved his hands.

"Pa pa pa pa!"

"Pa pa pa pa!"

Another round of slaps.

The four people's faces were not swollen at this time, but the swelling had subsided.

But the pain was even worse.

The muscles on their faces twisted, and they stared at Fakong with gritted teeth: "This is too much. You, the branch of the Vajra Temple, are so domineering that you don't even allow others to say bad things. Everyone saw it, right? Everyone saw it, right?!"

Lin Feiyang appeared and stood in front of them, blocking the gazes that were staring at Fakong, and stared at them coldly: "Assholes, you don't know your last name after drinking a little bit of wine, right? You dare to fart!"

"It's you!" The four young men immediately glared at Lin Feiyang.

The burly young man sneered, with a sarcastic look: "This is the style of your branch of the Vajra Temple. When others tell the truth, you will suppress them like this, and retaliate so wildly. It's really crazy!"

"Slapping you a few times is called crazy revenge?" Lin Feiyang said disdainfully: "Pinching you to death is no different from pinching an ant to death. I only slapped you twice, which is mercy. Do you understand, bastards!"

He stretched out his left index finger and thumb and pinched them lightly to demonstrate.

The crowd watching laughed.

"Haha...hahahaha..." The burly young man laughed loudly, suppressing the laughter of the crowd: "What a Vajra Temple Branch, I've learned a lot, goodbye, let's go!"

He turned and left.

Another young man covered his face and shook his head: "Such a temple without courage and vision, how can it be possible for a monk to come out, it's ridiculous!"

"Your Vajra Temple Branch is destined to be in decline and have no pilgrims. Anyone who goes to your temple is really blind!"

"If you fart again, you will be beaten!" Lin Feiyang raised his right palm.

The four people immediately slipped away without saying a word.

"Stop!" Lin Feiyang suddenly shouted.

The four people stopped abruptly.

"The bill is settled, don't refuse to pay!" Lin Feiyang snorted.

The four people really planned to refuse to pay.

Anyway, as soon as they left, the restaurant would charge Lin Feiyang the bill. If Lin Feiyang didn't pay the bill, he would be in trouble.

Guanyunlou has a strong backer, it is said that it is a certain prince.

Being yelled at by Lin Feiyang, he could only snort, throw out a silver ingot, hold his head high, squeeze out of the crowd, and walk down the stairs in big strides.