Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He has been thinking hard about where he went wrong.

It's a pity that this is obviously like a layer of window paper, but it just can't be pierced.

Even though he entered the Prajna Kalachakra Pagoda and meditated for two days and two nights, he still had no clue.

The harder you think about it, the stronger this layer of window paper becomes.

He knew that he needed to relax and not be too impatient. Anxiety had become the biggest obstacle and he needed to get through this obstacle.

He decided to let go of everything, relax completely, and take a good walk around the city of Shenjing.

Now I am fearless.

The fourth level of the indestructible power of the Vajra is enough to protect oneself even against a first-level master, and has initially achieved what one pursues.

At this moment, he felt that the world was widening.

The sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap.

In such a huge world, I can now explore as much as I want, and there is no place to go. I no longer have to stick to a corner of Kongang Temple or the annex of Kongang Temple.

The more urgent things are, the less likely they are to be obtained.

In the early morning, after he got up and washed up, he took a look at Lin Feiyang and couldn't help but use his clairvoyance.

With the power of faith strong, he began to have the habit of spending money lavishly.

Lin Feiyang was startled by his deep eyes: "Monk, am I in trouble?"

Fakong shook his head: "Go to Feitian Temple."

"Huh?" Lin Feiyang's eyes lit up, he was eager to try, and said excitedly: "Do you want to start a war with Feitian Temple?"

After defeating Feitian Temple, there will naturally be fewer pilgrims, and you will win, and you will get the old monk's secrets!

Fakong shook his head: "Go and ask Master Rushan, the abbot of Feitian Temple."

"Hey, why don't we start a fight?" Lin Feiyang was immediately discouraged and asked lazily: "What do you ask Monk Rushan to do? I heard that this Monk Rushan is not a good person. He has a bad temper and always scolds people!"

He curled his lips and said, "He has practiced Buddhism all the way to the belly of a dog!"

Fakong glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang curled his lips: "Am I right? Don't you monks want to get rid of greed, anger and ignorance? He is so angry that he hasn't gotten rid of it at all!"

"It's easy to change one's nature, but it's hard to change one's nature. Buddhism cannot change people's nature. It takes a long process to eliminate habits." Fakong shook his head and said, "It doesn't mean that his Buddhism is not deep."

"Anyway, this is not an eminent monk." Lin Feiyang was very disdainful.

Fakong said: "Since he is the abbot, he is also an eminent monk. Okay, you can invite him to have breakfast with him at Guanyun Tower."

Lin Feiyang's eyes widened: "Why?"

Fa Kong glanced at him lightly.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask." Lin Feiyang shrank his neck: "I'll go too!"

"Wait a minute." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang turned to look at him.

Fakong said: "Since he has a big temper, you can invite him in any way..."

"I understand, I don't need to say much about these little things, I'm sure to handle them properly for you!" Lin Feiyang waved his hand and disappeared in a flash.

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

He stood up and walked slowly towards Guanyun Tower.

The morning air is exceptionally fresh.

Above the release pool, the water mist is like a thin white gauze, gently unwinding, soft and light.

Monk Huiling lay on the bell-ringing wood on the fourth floor of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and fell asleep soundly. There was a faint sound of deep sleep.

There is a faint sound of chanting in the Main Hall.

Yuan Sheng Yuan Ye Yuan Deng and the other three are doing morning classes.

Their diligent practice puts Fa Kong to shame.

After feeling ashamed, he remained the same and had no intention of changing his mind at all. It was still more comfortable and in line with his nature. It was his own way to enjoy life and enjoy the beauty of the world.

There was already noise on Zhuque Avenue, drifting faintly with the wind.

Separated by a wall, two worlds.

Inside the wall, it was quiet and solemn.

Outside the wall, there is bustle and bustle.

Fa Kong came to the release pool.

When I looked down, I saw sixteen turtles lying on the bottom of the water, motionless, as if they were still sleeping.

He smiled and shook his head. In terms of leisure, they were more leisurely.

The lotus in the pool is gently closed, as if it is also sleeping soundly.

There are crystal clear dewdrops on the lotus leaves.

The breeze stirred slightly, the lotus leaves swayed slightly, and the dewdrops on them rolled and shone brightly.

He opened the door and went out.

In front of the door is a wide flat area, swept spotlessly.

The blue bricks are wetted by dew, making the color purer.

When he left the green brick area, he completely left the area of ​​the other courtyard, which meant stepping into the secular world.

The breakfast stalls on both sides of Suzaku Avenue have been set up and opened. Various aromas are wafting, mixed with the noisy sounds, creating a strong smell of fireworks.

He smiled and walked lightly, his purple and gold cassocks fluttering, looking like an eminent monk.

"Master Fakong."

"Master Fakong."

"master."

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Along the way, there were people meeting each other from time to time.

The law and the sky are combined one by one to return the favor.

There were several pilgrims eating breakfast around.

In the past few days, his reputation has spread within a hundred meters.

A hundred meters away, there were only a few people saying hello to him. When he arrived in front of Guanyun Tower, no one was saying hello to him.

Fakong enjoyed this feeling of being respected.

In his previous life, the respect he received from his subordinates in the company was the driving force that supported him to continue working hard.

He has no parents, no family, no emotional sustenance, and no shortage of money. The driving force that supports him to continue struggling is respect.

What about this life?

He analyzed himself as he walked.

Insecurity.

This is something that was formed by the orphans in the previous life and is deeply ingrained and difficult to erase.

The initial insecurity comes from weakness.

This world is too dangerous, countless times more dangerous than the previous life, so we can only try our best to become stronger so that we can protect ourselves.

Now that you have the power to protect yourself and have unlimited longevity, why do you still have strong upward motivation in your heart?

Or because of insecurity.

The existence of the Medicine Buddha statue is extremely mysterious and incredible.

But will it always exist in the void of my mind?

Its bizarre appearance and unclear reason for its existence made him feel inexplicably uneasy: Will it suddenly leave one day?

If it leaves, will my lifespan still be infinite?

If you want to completely control your own destiny, then take advantage of its existence and practice the indestructible power of Vajra.

If you achieve Vajra, you will have a lifetime of longevity. You will live forever on your own, rather than relying on Medicine Buddha to achieve immortality.

After pondering, he climbed up to the Guanyun Tower and sat down in his original seat.

He leaned against the window and watched people coming and going below.

The children's laughter is clear and sweet, carefree

The young men and women looked hopeful and longed for the future.

Middle-aged men and women are in a hurry, with parents and children to support them, so they have to work hard to earn money.

The elderly men and women have a leisurely gait. They have reached the age of old age. They are happy to accept their fate and it is best to pretend to be confused.

Fakong smiled.

There are all kinds of life in the world, including joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. You may feel painful when you are in the situation, but you feel moving when you are on the outside.

At this time, the waiter started to serve the dishes, and in the blink of an eye, the table was full. This was the dish that Lin Feiyang came to order in advance.

Fakong nodded with satisfaction. The food was delicious and delicious. Guanyunlou's cooking skills were as excellent as ever.

After a while, his ears moved and he heard Lin Feiyang's footsteps. He stood up and saw Lin Feiyang floating over someone's shoulder.

This man was tall and tall, one point taller than Lin Feiyang, and about a slap taller than Fakong.

The face is big and the ears are big, the face is like a crown jade, the top of the head is shiny, but the eyes are slightly closed, as motionless as a Buddha statue.

This is Monk Rushan, the abbot of the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple.

Fa Kong felt his surging anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Alas!" Fakong shook his head and sighed, looking at Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang was embarrassed, so he brought him closer and whispered: "He has such a bad temper, so I had to force him to come."

"Nonsense!" Fakong snorted: "Untie it."

Lin Feiyang moved his palm away from Monk Rushan.

Before Monk Rushan even opened his eyes, he slapped his palm back with great speed and without any sound, showing his profound palm skills and cultivation.

The result was an empty shot.

Lin Feiyang avoided it.

Fa Konghe Tithe: "Master Rushan, I'm sorry."

Rushan opened his eyes, and a cold light shot out like a sword: "What an outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, it is really majestic!"

Fakong Heshi said: "How offended!"

Monk Rushan glanced at him coldly, glared at Lin Feiyang who was standing opposite, gritted his teeth and said: "You want to start a war in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple?"

Fakong sighed: "It was a misunderstanding. I originally wanted to invite the master to come over and watch a good show together. Who knew that Lin Feiyang was acting unfavorably and he actually asked for help like this!"

He waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang said: "I haven't eaten yet."

"You still have the nerve to eat!" Fakong said calmly.

Lin Feiyang glanced at Monk Rushan: "Who made him have such a bad temper? I said it so loudly and angrily, but he didn't listen, so this is the only way to do it."

Fakong waved his hand to leave quickly.

"If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it." Lin Feiyang curled his lips: "What a pity, I want the crab meat crystal tongue."

He snorted at Monk Rushan, turned around and left.

Monk Rushan stared at Fakong coldly.

Fakong stretched out his hand and said, "Master Rushan, don't be as knowledgeable as him. Why don't we chat while we eat, and treat Master to a good show."

"What's the show?"

"Master, have you heard about what happened last time at Guanyun Tower?"

"Those three guys are definitely not pilgrims from Feitian Temple...yes, that is, no, then they are not. I don't even bother to lie."

Fakong nodded slowly: "Of course he is not a pilgrim of Feitian Temple. I believe the master disdains to use such means."

Monk Rushan snorted and his expression softened.

He felt that he would never believe that it was not the King Kong Temple. There were too many conflicts between the two temples.

It's not surprising to do something like this, it's normal.

Fakong smiled and said: "This time, I'm afraid this scene will be repeated. Master, please come over and see the excitement."

"Huh?" Monk Rushan frowned in confusion.

He was originally angry, but when he met Fa Kong's deep eyes, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. He did not hold on to Lin Feiyang's matter, nor did he get angry directly.

After all, he is the abbot of the Vajra Temple. Because he is young, he cannot be underestimated.

Moreover, Feitian Temple pays great attention to the news about Kongang Temple. He has already mastered a lot of news about Fa Kong. The Buddhist mantras are efficacious and extremely miraculous.

Otherwise, according to his temper, he would overturn the table when he came up.

You are so angry that you still want to eat? What to eat!

"Master Rushan, please!"

"Okay, let's see what's going on!" Monk Rushan snorted and sat down.

The two sat across from each other, and Fakong warmly entertained him with food and poured wine himself, seemingly very familiar with each other.

"Feitian Temple is so prosperous. Master Rushan has done so much. I really admire it."

"Forefathers planted trees for others to enjoy, and I have no merit."

"Master, you are really too modest!" Fakong said with a smile: "I know that Feitian Temple was not so prosperous under the previous abbot."

In his previous life, he had already trained himself to the level of business entertainment. With just a few words, the anger of Monk Rushan dissipated and he smiled.