Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong looked at Monk Yuande who was walking slowly, clasped his hands and smiled.

Monk Yuande clasped his hands.

Xu Qingluo and the other four clasped their hands and saluted.

Monk Yuande clasped his hands in return.

Fakong smiled and said, "Master, I will take care of them in the future. If you have anything to say, just say it. If you need to scold them, just scold them. Don't be polite."

Monk Yuande smiled and looked at Xu Qingluo and the others.

The four of them forced out a smile.

Monk Yuande laughed.

He knew that the four of them were still not convinced by him.

It was no wonder. They had Master Fakong to guide them. How could they be convinced by him?

However, although he was not as good as Master Fakong, it was enough for him to guide the four of them. He would not be too tolerant of them for Master Fakong's sake. They would do as they should.

Xu Qingluo felt something was wrong and looked at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling was at a loss.

Xu Qingluo looked at Zhou Yu helplessly.

Zhou Yu's face was tense and she shook her head gently.

Zhou Yang looked at them in confusion.

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu had understood each other's intentions through their eyes. The situation was not good. This monk Yuande was a square guy. He might want to attack the four of them.

The best way to gain a foothold in Xingnan Temple was to use them as a raft.

Chu Ling was still at a loss, but was just curious about why Monk Yuande came here. This was Xingnan Peak, Fakong's private territory, which was equivalent to a territory independent of Daqian.

Fakong brought Monk Yuande to Xingnan Temple and first took him to see the various courtyards and the various Buddha statues. Monk Yuande was amazed and shook his head with emotion.

The charm of these Buddha statues was really far better than any Buddha statues in the world. It seemed to be alive. Even if you close your eyes after seeing them, they will be vividly presented in your mind and cannot be forgotten.

Fakong smiled and said that these were all done by Xu Qingluo and the other four. They built the temple, opened the mountain gate, and carved the Buddha statues themselves. This was also a kind of practice. Monk Yuande was even more impressed and chanted the Buddha's name, saying that it was a great merit.

These Buddha statues are so charming that they can make Buddhism more deeply rooted in people's hearts and spread Buddhism.

As for spreading Buddhism, it is easiest and most useful to be with Fakong.

Xu Qingluo and the other four smiled happily.

Finally, they knew how good they were at building. Unlike Fakong, who was so casual, not very satisfied with this and not very satisfied with that, constantly finding faults, and finally could only make do with it.

Fakong smiled and said, "Their skills are just ordinary, they just have flashes of inspiration and get it occasionally."

The four of them suddenly widened their eyes.

Fakong smiled and said, "Do you think you can really stabilize at the current level?"

Zhou Yang opened his mouth and closed it helplessly.

When he carved these Buddha statues, he was indeed in a strange state, with auras flashing as if they were natural. When he carved them again, they did not have such charm, which was really strange.

Xu Qingluo and the others were angry, but they had nothing to say.

Fakong smiled and came to the abbot's courtyard with Monk Yuande, waved them to leave, and only the two of them were left in the courtyard.

Monk Yuande saw this situation and knew that there was something important to say, and looked at Fakong solemnly.

Fakong sighed, slowly told what he saw later, and finally asked: "Does the national master know this method of prolonging life?"

"... Master, do you suspect that this method was passed down from your own master?" Monk Yuande said solemnly.

Fakong nodded: "Such a miraculous skill is definitely not a handed-down method. I'm afraid it's very secret. If the royal family has it, it would have been exposed long ago. It's impossible to keep it secret until Cao Jingyuan used it."

Monk Yuande frowned: "This method is not suitable for practice. There will be endless troubles."

Fakong smiled: "What are the troubles?"

"The luck and human heart are limited. They can't be consumed too much, otherwise things will turn against each other." Monk Yuande said in a deep voice: "If you practice this secret, the country will inevitably be in turmoil."

Fakong said: "Between the country and his own life span, which one do you think the emperor will choose?"

"... Life span?" Monk Yuande hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "He will choose life span."

I'm afraid most emperors will choose this.

The throne and imperial power are supreme temptations. Almost no one can resist it. Even I may not be able to resist it. As an emperor, I never want to die and I will never live enough.

Only those who live in poverty and live a life worse than death think that death is liberation. Like Master and himself, they all think that death is liberation and the beginning of another journey. They are tired of the world in front of them.

But the emperor will never be like this. He will think that life is so beautiful that he must not give up. Who knows what he will become after reincarnation, whether he is a human or a dog.

"The emperor died young..." Monk Yuande frowned: "Could it be that he was also backlashed by this mind method?"

Fakong nodded slowly: "I'm afraid that's the case."

"Master..." Monk Yuande pondered.

Could it be that Master really spread it just to get rid of the emperor? Get rid of the emperor silently and unknowingly, replace him with another person to avoid the decline of the Great Miaolian Temple?

Prince Ming is a devout believer in Buddhism. If he succeeds to the throne, will it weaken the Great Miaolian Temple?

Fakong smiled and said, "Master, you have some doubts, right?"

"... It can't be Master." Monk Yuande finally shook his head: "Master would not do such a thing, otherwise his mind would be unstable and his cultivation would have been wasted long ago. It is definitely not Master."

"If it's not the National Master, then who could it be?" Fakong smiled and said, "The origin of this mental method is really unclear, it's a bit weird."

There are two possibilities for the power that I cannot see through. One is that it is protected by treasures, and the other is above the void. This mental method may come from the power above the void.

"Is it possible that it is someone else?" Monk Yuande said: "Prince Ming?"

If Prince Ming does not want the emperor to live a long life and can't wait to sit on the throne, he will inevitably find a way. Even if he does not have this idea, what about his subordinates?

Don't they want Prince Ming to become the emperor as soon as possible so that they can rise to prominence?

In the end, it is possible.

Fakong said: "There is another suspicious person, Prince Chun."

Monk Yuande frowned: "Prince Chun? Not really."

Prince Chun has no offspring, and he has become a monk, so it is impossible for him to become the emperor, not to mention that there are Prince Ming and several other princes. It is not Prince Chun's turn anyway.

Fakong smiled: "I just thought of it. Whether it is true or not, you will know after seeing it."

His eyes suddenly became deep, looking towards Prince Chun's mansion, and saw Prince Chun Cao Jingchun, then broke his treasure and took in all his past.

After a while, Fakong's eyes returned to normal and he sighed.

Monk Yuande hurriedly asked: "But Prince Chun?"

Fakong nodded slowly: "It is indeed Prince Chun."

Monk Yuande's face changed slightly.

Fakong sighed: "Prince Chun got this miraculous skill by chance. He originally wanted to practice it himself, but was accidentally seen by the emperor. He was determined to practice it. Both brothers can practice it."

One is the emperor and the other is the abbot of the Damiaolian Temple and the national teacher of Dayong. Both of them have the conditions to practice this miraculous skill.

"How did Prince Chun get it?" Monk Yuande asked in a deep voice.

Fakong sighed: "It was obtained from an ancient cave. It is an ancient miraculous skill."