Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong's expression became serious, and he said slowly: "You must be careful!"

The right assistant minister is the third rank.

Although there are many officials in the capital, those who are really the third rank are high-ranking officials, and they must be extremely cautious.

If you are not careful, it will backfire, and the whole Mingyue Temple will suffer. Even if it will not hurt, it will cost some price to calm down.

This is not worth the loss.

Ning Zhenzhen chuckled: "Brother, it is absolutely right!"

Fakong nodded slowly.

He was very confident in Ning Zhenzhen's ability to do things. After all, she was wise and clear-minded, and others could not hide it from her.

And she had this ability. Even if she was embarrassed in front of him before, she would grow up quickly after she went to the court and saw the tricks of those old hands.

Others could only see a corner of these people's tricks, and most of them were covered up, but she saw it clearly, and she was also very smart, so she naturally made rapid progress.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "After this contribution, you can use the information you sent, brother, Dayun, hehe."

Fakong said: "Be lenient and relaxed in everything, don't be too tense, it's easy to fall, after all, you just entered the external department."

"Well, I'll take it slowly." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "I really didn't expect it, the world is too bizarre."

The third-rank official of the court turned out to be a spy of Dayong. Although it is not known whether he was originally from Dayong or later communicated with Dayong, it is enough to shock the world.

"People's hearts are changeable and unpredictable." Fakong smiled.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "Brother's side is also very lively. Cheng Jia and others have gone to burn incense?"

Fakong nodded.

"They are obviously from Mingyue Temple, but they respect you, Senior Brother. Senior Sister Lianhua who is in charge of Mingyue Embroidery Building told me about it." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "They said they want to see what kind of magical power you have."

Fakong laughed, "They want to practice martial arts. I am preparing to find a suitable mental method for them."

"Our Mingyue Body Cleansing Technique is good."

"They want to become masters."

"So..." Ning Zhenzhen frowned and pondered, "Although they are born beautiful, their qualifications..., and they have lost their virginity. For our mental method, it is difficult to achieve anything after losing their virginity."

The mental method of Mingyue Temple is amazingly powerful, but the threshold for practice is also extremely high. More importantly, it requires a virgin body. Once the Yuanyin is lost, it is almost impossible to practice Taiyin Xiaolianxing.

Fakong said slowly, "So I still have to change to practice something else. I have to tell you to avoid misunderstandings."

"I will tell Senior Uncle Lianhua." Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently, "If they want to practice martial arts..."

She looked doubtful.

Fakong smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't let them practice magic skills."

"According to their current situation, once they practice magic skills, they will definitely make rapid progress, but the consequences will be unpredictable."

Magic skills will make people practice to extremes. If extreme people practice, they will be like fish in water, especially those like Cheng Jia who have suffered major traumas and are full of anger. They will practice magic skills at an incredible speed, far better than ordinary people.

But magic skills will also add fuel to their character, making them more extreme and easily leading to self-destruction.

So in this situation, magic skills cannot be practiced.

"Do you have anything suitable for them to practice?" Fakong asked.

Mingyue Temple must also collect martial arts secrets, and as women, they must pay more attention to martial arts suitable for women to practice.

"Let me think about it..." Ning Zhenzhen frowned and pondered, and finally shook her head: "It seems that there is nothing suitable for them."

Mingyue Temple disciples don't care about ordinary secrets at all, and are too lazy to collect them, and those extraordinary skills are often not easy to practice.

"Then I'll find it myself." Fakong said.

He was going to search through his memories one by one to see if he could find a more suitable skill for them to practice.

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"Brother Jingyuan!"

"Brother Jingyuan!"

Outside the Forbidden Palace, it was very lively for a while, and all the officials were walking out, some in groups, and some alone.

Weng Jingyuan was wearing a white crane court robe and was walking towards his sedan chair. He heard a loud call from behind, but pretended not to hear it and instead quickened his pace.

As soon as he arrived at the sedan chair, he was about to lift the curtain to get on the sedan chair. In front of him, a thin middle-aged man was already blocking the sedan chair, pointing at him with a smile: "Brother Jingyuan, pretending to be deaf and dumb!"

The thin middle-aged man was wearing a white crane court robe, shook his head and smiled: "Do you think I'm too long-winded?"

Weng Jingyuan clasped his fists and smiled: "It turned out to be Brother Guangchang."

He sighed helplessly inwardly. It was really troublesome to have to socialize again.

How can socializing and singing outside compare to going home to hug the warm and soft wife and sleep in the quilt!

The thin middle-aged Ding Guangchang smiled and said, "Lord Weng is annoyed by me, so he pretended not to hear. I know that."

"Brother Guangchang, what are you talking about!" Weng Jingyuan stroked his beard and smiled, "I really have something on my mind, so I didn't hear it."

"Is it because of the old lady?" Ding Guangchang shook his head: "Brother Jingyuan, don't be too sad. Birth, aging, illness and death are human nature. Even we will inevitably experience them in the future. The old lady has a good life span. By the way, I was just thinking of visiting her today to see her."

"That's not necessary." Weng Jingyuan said.

Ding Guangchang smiled and said, "I didn't offend Brother Jingyuan in any way. You don't like me so much, but you can say it."

"Brother Guangchang misunderstood. The old lady has recovered." Weng Jingyuan smiled.

Ding Guangchang was stunned.

Weng Jingyuan smiled and said, "I didn't say anything stupid, and I didn't feel sad. The old lady has indeed recovered!"

Ding Guangchang said with a smile: "Then we should go visit the old lady!"

"... Well, please--!"

The two of them got on a sedan chair each, carried by eight sedan bearers, and slowly returned to Weng Jingyuan's mansion.

After getting off the green velvet sedan chair, Ding Guangchang looked around and shook his head and said: "Brother Jingyuan, why do you have to torture yourself like this? How can a dragon live with a snake?"

"Stay for a while, it's okay."

"There are already many people in the court gossiping, waiting to see the joke of our Ministry of Rites."

Weng Jingyuan said indifferently: "Weng is upright and upright, what can they do!"

"Hehe..." Ding Guangchang narrowed his eyes and smiled: "What does Lord Xu Enzhi say?"

"Don't mention this evil creature!" Weng Jingyuan's face changed.

Old Jingtou knew the opportunity and opened the courtyard door early. As soon as Weng Jingyuan and Ding Guangchang entered the door, they heard the crisp laughter of children coming from the courtyard.

Weng Jingyuan quickened his pace, turned around the screen wall and saw Madam Weng and Madam Xu sitting together.

Xu Qingluo was talking to the old lady, laughing from time to time.

Madam Weng had charming eyes and a lazy look, and Madam Xu was whispering to her, smiling from time to time.

"Mother." Weng Jingyuan clasped his fists and bowed.

"Master--father--!" Xu Qingluo called and rushed over.

Weng Jingyuan smiled and picked her up, swung her in the air, and made Xu Qingluo giggle.

The old lady blushed, stood up and smiled, "Look at you, hurry up and change into court clothes."

Ding Guangchang stepped forward to greet.

The old lady nodded with a smile: "Master Ding, you and Jingyuan are colleagues, you should work together to serve the emperor. Don't learn from those officials who don't think about serving the emperor, but only think about scheming for power and profit, and have evil intentions!"

Ding Guangchang agreed and said with a smile that the old lady was blessed by heaven, and she had a long life. She was able to recover from such a strange disease. It was really the blessing of the ancestors.

"Yes, it was really the blessing of the ancestors that I met Master Fakong, who saved me from death in an instant." The old lady smiled.

Ding Guangchang asked curiously.

Weng Jingyuan changed out of the white crane court dress and changed into a loose robe. Mrs. Weng came forward to help him sort it out.

Weng Jingyuan looked at her with a smile.

Mrs. Weng's cheeks were flushed like a girl, and her eyes were shy. She hurriedly avoided his burning gaze, let go of his hand, and went out of the moon gate to make tea.

The old lady was talking to Ding Guangchang about the situation at that time, and Ding Guangchang was shocked and amazed.

"Master Ding, you also know that Jingyuan doesn't trust these monks. I have also seen many monks. Their medical skills are indeed extraordinary, but after all, medicine can't kill people, so we can't force it."

"Yes, old lady, Brother Jingyuan really doesn't think much of the monks."

"How about this time?" The old lady smiled and said, "I know that there are people beyond people and there are heavens beyond heavens. We can't be too prejudiced."

"Old lady, is this Master Fakong really so magical?"

"No matter how much I say, it's just hearsay. Master Ding might as well go to the King Kong Courtyard to see it for yourself, and you will know the truth."

"That makes sense." Ding Guangchang nodded after pondering, thinking of his old father.

My mother is strong, but my father is not. He is suffering from serious illnesses, not just one disease, but several serious diseases that are inextricably entangled with each other.

Several famous doctors were invited, but they were helpless and could only take medicine to prolong his life.

If it really works, then we should give it a try.

He did what he thought, and said goodbye to the old lady and left, returning to his own home.

Regardless of the objections of Mrs. Ding and the old lady, they asked someone to carry the old father to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

Mrs. Ding and the old lady felt that they could not go on any longer. Father Ding was already very weak, and if he went on, he would only have one month left instead of the two months he could have lived.

If something happened on the way, he would be branded as an unfilial person, and his position as the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites would not be preserved.

Ding Guangchang insisted on taking his old father with him, and they could not persuade him, so they had to ride in a sedan chair together.

The setting sun illuminated the wall of the Vajra Temple's courtyard.

The gate was closed.

It was already time for dinner, and Fakong and Lin Feiyang left the courtyard and went to Guanyun Tower.

Ding Guangchang went forward and knocked on the door. It was Yuansheng who received them and refused to let them in without hesitation.

This made Mrs. Ding and Old Lady Ding tremble with anger. They had never seen such an overbearing and tyrannical temple.

When Fakong and Lin Feiyang came back slowly, dusk had already risen and the lights on Zhuque Avenue were just beginning to light up.

Ding Guangchang saw Fakong wearing a purple and gold cassock, emitting a soft golden light in the dusk, and felt that he was extraordinary, so he stepped forward and saluted: "I am Ding Guangchang, Master Fakong recommended by Brother Weng Jingyuan."

Fakong glanced at the old man lying on the back of the strong male servant.

The old man was thin and about the same size as Ding Guangchang. It was obvious that Ding Guangchang inherited his figure from his father.

Although the old man was drowsy, his eyes seemed to be open and closed, and dim and dim.

But his clothes were neat and his snow-white hair was not messy at all, and he was obviously well taken care of.

Fakong nodded slightly, without saying a word, and cast the Rejuvenation Mantra six times.

Mrs. Ding helped Mrs. Ding get off the sedan slowly.

It seemed that Fakong did not reach out to check on the patient's condition, but just made seals with his hands and moved his lips slightly, without any intention of treating him.

Mrs. Ding was extremely angry and wanted to explode, but seeing Ding Guangchang staring at her intently, she had to suppress her temper.

The power of the Rejuvenation Mantra is getting more and more amazing now.

After six times, Mr. Ding's eyes widened and he struggled violently, which scared Ding Guangchang, who hurried forward to support him.

"No need for you." Mr. Ding snorted, his voice hoarse, and then quickly became loud: "I'm strong enough and can stand firmly."

Ding Guangchang still supported him carefully, until Mr. Ding stood steadily and clasped his hands to salute Fakong, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fakong smiled and nodded, Lin Feiyang had already knocked on the door, Fakong clasped his hands again, stepped into the door with a smile, and then the door closed.