Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Enzhi saw something bad and hurriedly said: "Teacher, can I still lie to you?"

"I think you're a fool too!" Weng Jingyuan said disdainfully.

Xu En knew: "Master, which of the many miracle doctors has cured Qingluo?"

"Hey." Weng Jingyuan had nothing to say.

He absolutely did not believe in supernatural powers.

The martial arts in this world are powerful, but there are no magical powers at all. They are all tricks and deceptive jokes.

Xu Enzhi shook his head helplessly and smiled sheepishly at Fa Kong.

"The poor monk Fakong has met Lord Weng."

"I don't dare." Weng Jingyuan clasped his fists lightly.

Fa Kong didn't take it seriously and took out a piece of plain paper from his arms. There were three characters on the paper, which were exactly the three characters that appeared in the wordless Buddhist scriptures.

"Master Weng, do you know me?"

Weng Jingyuan looked at it intently, and his eyes were firmly attached to the paper, unable to move away. The coldness on his face quickly dissipated and turned into concentration.

Fakong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, we have found the right person, Weng Jingyuan knows these three words.

Xu Enzhi stared at Weng Jingyuan.

The beautiful middle-aged woman looked at Fa Kong with a smile, waved to Xu Enzhi, got up and walked quietly to the yard next to her.

Xu Enzhi walked over quietly so as not to disturb Weng Jingyuan, and followed the middle-aged beautiful woman through the Moon Gate to the side yard.

Fakong held up the plain paper and remained motionless.

Weng Jingyuan stood up slowly, staring at these three words, getting closer step by step until he was almost touching them.

"Lord Weng!" Fa Kong shouted softly.

This soft drink was like thunder in Weng Jingyuan's mind.

Weng Jingyuan trembled, and his bright eyes quickly dimmed, as if he had suddenly expended a huge amount of energy, and he felt haggard for a moment.

Fakong put away the plain paper and cast a heart-purifying spell.

Weng Jingyuan felt the cold spring pouring into his mind, and he instantly became energetic, and his dim eyes regained their piercing energy.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, shook his head and sighed: "What an amazing prayer."

Fa Kong perked up: "Prayer?"

"The prayers handed down from ancient times are words in mythology and were used by people in ancient times to pray."

Fakong raised his eyebrows: "Does Master Weng know this article?"

"These three words are called the mantra of moving clouds and spreading rain."

"Um?"

"Do you think I made a mistake?" Weng Jingyuan laughed, shook his head and said, "It's obviously three words, why did I say it was five words?"

"Please ask Mr. Weng to clear up the confusion."

"In ancient times, there were very few words. In the later period, there were more and more words. So you understand, right?"

"I see."

Fakong nodded.

Weng Jingyuan said with a smile: "As expected of the abbot master, he has a good understanding. I have told many people about this, but they don't understand it at all."

Fa Kong smiled.

In fact, this is related to his experience.

As dynasties change in this world, the writing actually doesn't change much. Even the ancient texts are just written in different ways.

Unlike his previous life, classical Chinese and modern Chinese were completely different, so he could understand that the amount of text would change.

But people in this world have no such concept.

A brand new concept often requires breaking the original concept before it can be accepted. The stronger the original concept, the harder it is to break and the more unacceptable it is.

Fakong said: "I wonder if Lord Weng can understand all the prayers?"

"Well..." Weng Jingyuan stroked his beard and smiled proudly: "I don't dare to boast about all of them, but I can still recognize most of them. After all, there are only five or six hundred prayers. It is not difficult, but I want to understand their meaning. It takes a lot of effort.”

Because it has few words but rich meanings, the two prayers together may have several meanings.

It needs to be judged based on the context.

But sometimes there is just no context, making it difficult to judge.

He had suffered like this many times.

"I want to learn prayers. I wonder if Sir Weng can teach me?"

"Yes." Weng Jingyuan readily agreed: "It's rare for people in the world to be interested in prayers. Prayer books are of no use and I won't see many in my life. It's just for leisure and leisure. It's good to pass the time."

Fakong shook his head and said: "For Master Weng, this prayer may not be important, but for a practicing person like the poor monk, it is of vital importance."

"Here we go again!" Weng Jingyuan snorted: "Is it possible that you can still use prayers to display magical powers?"

He had felt something strange just now, and he no longer dared to treat Dharma as an ordinary monk.

Fakong smiled and said: "Master Weng, let's wait and see. I wonder when Master Weng will have time?... Let's cure the old lady first."

As he spoke, he formed seals with his hands, and several rejuvenation spells fell on the old lady.

Wave after wave of vitality entered her body, quickly nourishing her damaged and riddled body.

Just like a long-drought land meets the rain, she is getting better quickly.

Another example is that when a dead tree is given life, it can also sprout new leaves.

Although the old lady's body is weak, if it weren't for that weird evil spirit, her longevity would still not be exhausted.

Moreover, he discovered that the old lady's lifespan was not short, and even longer than ordinary people. This was a blessing given by God, and he could not envy her.

Weng Jingyuan stopped stroking his beard and stared at the old lady motionless.

He could clearly see the changes in the old lady.

The frowned brows slowly relaxed, as if they were relieved from the pain, and the layer of gray and choking atmosphere quickly dissipated.

Dry and dull skin slowly regains its oiliness.

The originally fine and deep wrinkles are slowly relaxing.

He suddenly had the illusion that the old lady was getting fat, which stretched out those wrinkles.

When Fakong released his hand seal, the old lady slowly opened her eyes, sighed comfortably, and suddenly coughed violently.

"Mother!" Weng Jingyuan hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

"Cough cough cough cough..." The old lady coughed violently and was out of breath, which made Weng Jingyuan's face change greatly.

He turned around and glared at Fakong.

Fakong smiled and said: "Congratulations, Mr. Weng, your daughter is fine. Just cough up this phlegm and you will be fine."

Just when Weng Jingyuan was about to retort, "Pah!" the old lady spat onto the green bricks next to her.

It's dark and thick, making you want to vomit when you look at it.

"Huh!" The old lady pushed Weng Jingyuan's hand and sat up by herself. Her sunken eyes were shining brightly and she let out a hearty laugh: "Okay! Good, good! It's been a long time since I felt so relaxed. Master, thank you very much!"

She seemed to be sleeping, but in fact she could vaguely feel it, but it was like there was an invisible force pressing on her, and she couldn't wake up.

Fakong Heshi smiled: "Congratulations, old lady."

"Haha, congratulations are due. It's so relaxing. Even if I die right away, I'm still willing to die!" the old lady said with a smile.

She felt better than ever before, her whole body felt relaxed, as if she had suddenly become twenty years younger. At that time, she could still carry her daughter on her back and work in the fields.

Since Qianqian's death, he himself has collapsed.

She felt that she might have returned to her former glory, but death meant death. She was tired of living at such an old age, and wanted to go down there early to accompany the old man and take care of the prisoner.

Fakong shook his head and said: "It's not that easy for the old lady to leave. She still has at least fifty years to live."

The old lady smiled and said, "Master, you are really good at talking."

Fakong shook his head and formed a heart-clearing spell.

As soon as the Purifying Mantra fell, her love for life and fighting spirit against difficulties surged, just like she had when she was young.

Nothing can knock you down, you have to live well while you are alive, and if you die, you will just be unable to wake up from sleep!

"Thank you, Master." The old lady's eyes changed when she looked at Fakong.

She felt the power of Fa Kong's Buddhist mantra again and again.

Fakong smiled and nodded.

The old lady looked at Weng Jingyuan, who had been in ecstasy, shock and doubt.

Weng Jingyuan was naturally ecstatic when he saw the old lady awake and energetic. He was also shocked by such a drastic change. In the end, he wondered if it was his hallucination or a trick. Monk Fa Kong had cast an illusion on him.

Because this kind of thing is almost impossible to happen. There is no such magic in the world, and no matter how good medical skills are, it is impossible to achieve this effect.

"You stupid boy!" The old lady pointed at him: "You can't see the real person!"

With a smile all over her face, she smiled at Fakong and said, "Master, I have the audacity to ask for a favor."

"Aniang!" A beautiful middle-aged woman came through the moon gate carrying snacks.

Xu Eunzhi followed behind, holding a tray.

The beautiful middle-aged woman looked at the old lady in surprise.

The old lady put away her smile and snorted: "My old lady is not dead, aren't you very disappointed?"

"Auntie!" the beautiful middle-aged woman said coquettishly, "the children are here."

"You girl." The old lady glanced at her sideways and snorted, "Anyway, I know you think I dominate Jingyuan."

The middle-aged beautiful woman smiled sheepishly at Fakong: "Thank you, Master."

Fakong Heshi smiled.

Xu Enzhi smiled and said: "Congratulations, ancestor!"

He smiled proudly at Weng Jingyuan and said, "Teacher, student, I didn't lie, did I?"

"You little little monkey, are you angry with your master again?" The old lady said, "Look at his stinky face."

"Haha, it's actually nothing. I just read the book of my mentor, and my mentor has always held a grudge in his heart." Xu Enzhi said with a smile: "Actually, this is for the good of the master, so as not to be implicated by me."

"You bastard!" Weng Jingyuan glared at him.

The old lady waved her hand: "You guys, please step aside. I have something to say with the master."

"Mom, you just woke up, you'd better have a good rest..."

"Go, go, go." The old lady waved her hand impatiently.

The three of them had no choice but to retreat from the Moon Gate to another courtyard, leaving only the old lady and Fakong in the front courtyard.

Fakong looked at the old lady.

Although the old lady's face was full of wrinkles, her eyes were still bright and she stared at Fakong: "Master, I have something to ask for."

"About Mr. Weng?"

"The son and his wife have not had any more children since they lost their daughter. It was because of the shock and physical problems that they are dying." The old lady shook her head: "I consulted famous doctors and took a lot of tonics, but it still didn't work."

Fakong nodded and closed his eyes.

Forming seals with both hands, he cast the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Pure Heart Mantra on Weng Jingyuan and the beautiful middle-aged woman respectively.

He spread his hand seals and opened his eyes: "I have used Buddhist spells on the couple."

"Thank you, Master!" The old lady bowed deeply.

Fakong accepted this gift calmly.

Saving her life was not an exaggerated gift.

"You bastard, come here!" the old lady shouted.

Three people emerged from the Moon Gate.

Weng Jingyuan looked confused and looked at Fakong and then at the old lady.

"Have you felt the master's magical power?"

"...It's really wonderful." Weng Jingyuan couldn't deny the changes in his body, which was getting stronger rapidly.

The feeling that had always been empty, as if a thief had left the building, was quickly disappearing. Instead, a vigorous force was generated, rushing through the body.

The beautiful middle-aged woman also looked at Fakong in surprise: "Master also used magical powers on me?"

The old lady said: "I asked the master to perform it on you two, thank the master very much, don't be ungrateful!"