Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Wouldn't it be boring if we just cleaned it up?" Fakong said with a smile, "Let's wait and see."

"..." Monk Rushan disagreed.

This was just asking for trouble.

Fakong said with a smile, "If our two families don't get fooled, they won't stop and will continue to attack."

"Yes." Monk Rushan said in a deep voice, "They wish we could fight to the death."

"In your opinion, what other vicious tricks will there be?"

"Venomous tricks..." Monk Rushan stroked his beard.

He quickly replaced himself with the incense master, thinking about how to break the situation.

This damn incense master decided to do that at the beginning, he must have thought that Monk Fakong was young and energetic, so he would be fooled by a slight provocation.

But after two times, this incense master should have realized that he had made a mistake.

Monk Fakong was unusually calm, but he was not fooled, like a turtle, he had no idea where to start.

The most labor-saving way was to change people and target himself!

Everyone knew that he had a bad temper.

It's just that he lives in seclusion, so it's not easy to meet him, so it's not so easy to plot against him.

Now this Xiang is mainly targeting himself, and will use indirect methods.

It is very likely to stimulate the people of Feitian Temple, so that the people of Feitian Temple hear the rumors spread by the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple to slander Feitian Temple, and then the people of Feitian Temple go back and tell him, and he will be furious and order a counterattack.

So the conflict is further and further, until the final war.

In fact, there is an extremely long distance in between, and outsiders are deceived by appearances, thinking that the temples are really irreconcilable.

I don't know that after all, they are all members of the Great Snow Mountain Sect, and conflicts will be suppressed to a limited extent. Once the limit is exceeded, someone will come forward to resolve and cool down.

But these outsiders don't know, and they think that the two temples will take action at any time.

Monk Rushan said slowly: "This guy is likely to stimulate me. Since you don't fall for it, it can only be me."

Fakong Heshen asked for advice.

Monk Rushan repeated his speculation.

Fakong said with a smile: "Master, I have a guess as well."

"I'm all ears."

"I think he will go one step further and may kill someone." Fakong said: "He imitated our disciples of the Vajra Temple and killed one of your disciples of the Feitian Temple. If you didn't know their conspiracy in advance, would you be fooled?"

"Murder?!" Monk Rushan's face changed slightly.

Fakong said with a smile: "Of course, this may not be the case. Maybe he has reservations and dares not do this. He just wants to spread rumors and scold people, provoke the relationship between our two temples, and add fuel to the fire."

"...We must be on guard." Monk Rushan said slowly.

Fakong said: "He may have other tricks, let's wait and see!"

"Master Fakong, you are so determined...I admire you!" Monk Rushan looked at him and shook his head, seeming to ridicule and praise.

Fakong pretended not to hear the sarcasm and took it as a compliment: "Master, you are too kind. I often warn myself not to act rashly because of my youth."

Monk Rushan said with emotion: "Master Fakong is really stable!"

He is so stable!

He still hasn't taken action even at this point, and is still watching the show. I really don't know what kind of heart he has!

"Master, let's go, why don't we go back and continue to eat breakfast?" Fakong said with a smile.

"Let's say goodbye here." Monk Rushan flicked his sleeves and turned away.

Fakong smiled and bowed to his back.

When they returned to the restaurant, the food had not been removed.

Fakong sat down to continue eating, Lin Feiyang quickly appeared, sat opposite him, and asked the waiter to change a pair of chopsticks.

"Monk, what are you singing?" Lin Feiyang picked up a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth, looking at Fakong in confusion.

He felt that Fakong's behavior was weird and he couldn't see through it.

He was obviously an enemy with the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple, so why did he suddenly invite him to have dinner together and track down the guy who slandered the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.

Fakong said: "This is the only way to avoid their conspiracy and avoid conflicts between the two temples."

"What's the matter? If you want to fight, then fight. Are you afraid of Feitian Temple?" Lin Feiyang said disdainfully: "Thinking about women all day long, what's the point? You can't even take a single blow."

Fakong glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang was not convinced: "Am I wrong?"

"Who told you they can't even take a single blow?" Fakong shook his head: "Is Feitian Temple really that weak? How could it fight with our Vajra Temple for so long without losing the upper hand?"

"Practice Buddhism if you want to practice Buddhism, but still think about women. It's not a good way anyway."

"The Demon Sect is not a good way either. Isn't it still overwhelming the world?"

"...Anyway, I can enter their Feitian Temple as if I were in an empty space!"

"You dare to go there again next time," Fakong laughed: "See if you will suffer."

This time, it may be that the first-grade of Feitian Temple was negligent.

The first-grade is on guard against the first-grade, and the first-grade is extremely sensitive to the first-grade, and Lin Feiyang took advantage of the loophole.

The first-rank monk may not be able to see him clearly. It would be fine if he did not attack. Once he attacked and made a noise, he would be attacked by the first-rank monk.

One move was enough for him.

Lin Feiyang laughed complacently: "It was the old monk who helped."

Fakong suddenly realized.

He had always been wondering why the abbot was robbed, but the first-rank monk of the Feitian Temple did not attack. It turned out that he was entangled by the old monk Huiling.

"Master, I am also fooling around with you."

"Rushan, that monk, is too ignorant. It's useless to say nice things to him. I can only use this move." Lin Feiyang curled his lips.

He began to eat.

Fakong shook his head.

If Ning Zhenzhen was here, she would know why she did so.

As for Lin Feiyang, he was not smart enough and had slow reactions, so he could not see his intention.

After breakfast, Fakong and Lin Feiyang strolled back to the Vajra Courtyard and saw a group of people queuing from a distance.

Lin Feiyang was immediately happy.

"Hehe, monk, there are more and more pilgrims." He said proudly: "If this continues, it will be just a matter of time before it exceeds Feitian Temple."

Fakong smiled.

Cheng Jia and the others were more attractive than one could imagine.

They came and went in a hurry, and their faces were covered with white gauze throughout the whole process, and they would only take off their veils when offering incense.

But at this time, they were facing the main hall, and the pilgrims behind them could not see their true faces.

Even so, there was still such a fatal attraction, I really don't know what to say.

Could it be that the less they could see their true faces, the stronger the attraction?

"Master Fakong!"

"Master Fakong."

"Master Fakong!"

...

The closer they got to the Vajra Courtyard, the more people put their hands together and saluted.

Fakong clasped his hands together in return, and nodded with a smile.

The pilgrims saluted one after another.

The line of more than 100 meters was very long, and he nodded with his eyes as a greeting, calm and unhurried.

"Ha, Faning! Little Zhou Yang!"

Lin Feiyang suddenly cheered and appeared at the gate in a flash.

Standing at the gate was a tall, fat and strong young monk, holding a delicate little boy, who was Faning and Zhou Yang.

Faning was carrying a big bag behind him, holding Zhou Yang's hand, and standing at the gate was a little at a loss.

He was really looked at by Cheng Jia and the others' beautiful eyes.

Zhou Yang looked at them curiously, facing their clear and bright eyes, trying to see through the white veil on their faces, without the limitations of Master Faning.

"Uncle Lin!" Zhou Yang cheered and rushed over.

Lin Feiyang picked him up and spun him twice in the air, laughing: "Little Zhou Yang, you are finally here!"

Zhou Yang smiled.

Faning clasped his hands and bowed: "Brother Lin."

Lin Feiyang patted his broad shoulders: "I was just about to pick you up today, and you are here!"

Faning nodded and looked at Fakong, who was clasping hands to return the greetings with the pilgrims.

At the beginning, Fakong told him to wait for Lin Feiyang to pick them up and set off together to avoid any problems on the road.

But he didn't wait for Lin Feiyang to come over, and rushed over directly.

It was really anxious to stay in the valley, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

Fakong walked over slowly, smiled and shook his head and said: "You two are really anxious."

Fakong scratched his head embarrassedly.

Zhou Yang said: "Uncle, I begged Master so hard that Master had no choice but to agree."

"Your Master just went with the flow, otherwise why would he agree." Fakong smiled.

Faning was even more embarrassed: "Brother..."

"Since you are here, then go in." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang called to open the door.

The four of them entered the gate together. Cheng Jia and the others entered lightly and began to burn incense. After burning incense, they left gracefully.

A faint fragrance wafted around them as they came and went.

As long as the pilgrims in line smelled a whiff of the fragrance, they felt satisfied and energetic for the whole day.

An hour later, Xu Enzhi also brought his family to the other courtyard to burn incense.

When Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yang met, they looked at each other in disbelief.

First, they ranked their seniority, then talked about who was older and younger, who knew more, and then who was stronger in martial arts.

Xu Qingluo's two younger brothers cheered on the side.

Lin Feiyang came over to be the referee, and the old monk Huiling, who was lying on the bell wood, also jumped down to join in the fun.

Fakong and Xu Enzhi sat down to the side to drink tea and chat.

Xu Enzhi thanked him. His teacher's mother was now in high spirits and stronger than before. She didn't look sick at all.

Moreover, my teacher is no longer gloomy and lonely, but has become much warmer and less difficult to get along with.

"Master, now all the officials in the court have the idea of ​​establishing the Southern Supervisory Office, and I'm afraid it will be established soon."

"This is a good thing." Fakong nodded: "The people can also be more stable."

"It's a good thing for the people and the court, but it's not the same for the martial arts sects..." Xu Enzhi shook his head: "I'm worried that there will be a big storm."

Fakong nodded: "The martial arts sects are definitely unwilling, but the little arms can't twist the thighs."

"I'm afraid someone will secretly collude." Xu Enzhi said slowly: "Once it gets out of hand, the situation will be unpredictable!"

He watched coldly, and saw the changes in the mentality of the court officials clearly, and was also deducing the subsequent developments and changes.

Unfortunately, he was just a fifth-rank doctor, and no one listened to his words.

Not to mention himself, even the words of my teacher were useless.

In this matter, I'm afraid that the emperor made up his mind, leaked the wind, and then agreed with the ministers.

No matter who persuades him now, it is useless. The general trend is irreversible.

In his opinion, the establishment of the Southern Supervisory Office to govern the martial arts sects is indeed a good thing that will benefit future generations, but this matter needs timing.

He thinks the timing is not right now.

But the emperor thinks the timing is right, and all he can do is watch coldly.

Fakong smiled and said, "Lord Xu, are you afraid that the three major sects will secretly collude?"

Xu Enzhi stroked his beard and smiled, "The three major sects will not. Even if the Southern Supervisory Office is established, it will not be able to control the three major sects. I am afraid that some sects with ulterior motives will..."

"The gods and immortals are going to fight each other." Fakong smiled.