Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The next moment, Fakong appeared in the back garden of Prince Xin's mansion.

Prince Xin Chu Xiang was standing on the lake corridor with his hands behind his back, looking at the lake under the moonlight, his mind wandering.

Xu Miaoru had already fallen asleep in the waterside pavilion.

He came back to his senses when Fakong suddenly appeared.

"Thank you, Prince." Fakong clasped his hands.

Chu Xiang waved his hands and said indifferently: "Xu Enzhi was just taken in by someone. He doesn't attract attention. It's just a small matter to see him."

Fakong smiled.

For Chu Xiang, it is easy to instruct a jailer, but it is not so easy for outsiders.

The jailers in the general prison are okay. They can get in with some money and a little power.

The jailers in the sky prison are different.

These jailers are not ordinary people. Most of them are veterans who have been on the battlefield and were supported by the court after they became disabled.

These old soldiers are not short of money. They are all cynical and feel unfair. Why do these big men sit in the capital and enjoy the good life without frost or rain? With a light order, these small soldiers have to fight with others. So they are particularly angry with officials.

The people in the prison are all powerful officials. If they fall into their hands, you can imagine that they will not have a good attitude, let alone compromise.

Prince Xin was born as a soldier. He is rough, honest and fair. His prestige in the army is unmatched. He can easily pull out a bunch of confidants.

Many of the jailers in the prison are his old subordinates. For him, it is just a matter of words to let Fakong see Xu Enzhi.

Chu Xiang said: "Do you want to get him out? It's not a difficult thing."

"No need." Fakong shook his head.

Chu Xiang raised his sword eyebrows.

Fakong smiled and said, "It's just what he wants to be demoted from the capital. He just doesn't want to get involved in this muddy water, so stay away from it."

"Alas!" Chu Xiang smiled bitterly: "Third and Sixth Brothers are indeed... there is nothing he can do."

He was also very dissatisfied with the chaos in the court, but he was just an unpopular prince. Although his power seemed great, it was limited to the security of Shenjing. Due to the limitations of his duties, he could not intervene in other matters.

What's more, he was also shaky and ready to fall at any time.

Fakong smiled: "With the emperor here, we don't have to rush... Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

"Master, I want to go to the border."

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty, don't rush."

If the emperor really wants to punish him, hiding in the border is useless, and hiding in the border can't avoid being involved in the fight between the two kings.

The third prince Li Wangye and the sixth prince Rui Wangye are fighting fiercely now, and it is difficult for the entire court to stay out of it.

If you want to stay out of it, Xu Enzhi is a role model.

"Alas, I really can't stand it!" Chu Xiang shook his head.

He has a straightforward personality and a quick temper, which cannot be changed. When he sees these messy things, his anger surges up.

He is afraid that he will not be able to suppress it after all, and will intervene in anger and offend his third and sixth brothers.

Of course, they have offended almost everyone now, but they still haven't torn their faces. They know his temper and don't make trouble for him.

After all, all his energy is to deal with the other party, and he doesn't want to waste his energy on himself.

Fakong smiled and said, "Your Majesty, let's wait and see. As a small fish in the storm, we can do what we can to go with the flow."

It's a pity that his clairvoyance is not strong enough. At present, he can only see for three months. If he can see for ten or eight years, he will be more at ease.

Unlike now, he still has to be cautious and can't act recklessly.

The biggest role of clairvoyance at present is to go with the flow and take advantage of the situation, so as to protect himself and the people around him, so that he can enjoy the beauty of the world and the beauty of life.

In the early morning, birds were chirping.

Fakong stretched out his body and came out of the house. He found something strange. He didn't see Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang slept very little, so he was often up and busy at this time.

Faning and Zhou Yang had already gotten up. In order not to disturb him, they went to the front to practice.

Yuansheng and others were chanting scriptures and doing morning lessons in the main hall.

In the entire outer courtyard, only Fakong and Master Huiling slept the most.

Master Huiling was still lying on the crossbar of the bell, snoring, and there was no sign of waking up.

Fakong opened his mind and found that Lin Feiyang was really not there. Did he go to Guanyun Tower to order food?

Fakong shook his head and stopped worrying.

For Lin Feiyang, as long as he didn't go to those dangerous places, there would be no danger. The Imperial Shadow Sutra was indeed mysterious and unpredictable.

He performed a set of Xiao Luohan boxing in the courtyard, which relaxed his muscles and activated blood circulation, and his whole body reached a state of smoothness and emptiness, which was beautiful and comfortable.

After a set of boxing, Lin Feiyang hadn't come back yet.

Fakong frowned.

His mind moved slightly, his eyes became deep, and he looked far away, and fell on Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang was unconscious on the bed in a room, his face was as pale as paper, and he coughed occasionally.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Lin Feiyang was seriously injured, and it was strange that there was someone in the world who could hurt him so badly.

He would occasionally use his heavenly eyes to look at Lin Feiyang, and as long as his life was not in danger, he would not pay much attention.

This time the injury was obviously not life-threatening, but he would suffer a lot.

He flashed in front of Lin Feiyang's bed, lowered his head to look at Lin Feiyang, and made seals with his hands. The Heart Cleansing Mantra and the Rejuvenation Mantra came almost at the same time.

Lin Feiyang slowly opened his eyes, coughed lightly and said, "Monk, why are you here?"

"How did you get injured?" Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang coughed twice and turned his eyes away.

Fakong smiled: "You didn't listen to me, and broke into the prison again?"

Lin Feiyang coughed slightly: "Ahem, I didn't expect this prison to be so weird!"

He still didn't give up last night. Despite Fakong's warning, he still wanted to see Xu Qingluo. If he didn't see her, he would feel uneasy.

When exploring the East Heavenly Prison and the West Heavenly Prison, nothing happened.

But as soon as he stepped into the Nantian Prison, his whole body felt weak. Thanks to the mysterious Yuying Sutra, he could barely escape from the Nantian Prison with support.

If his cultivation level were even lower, he would really fall into it.

The boat capsized in the gutter. I still don’t understand what happened.

I just feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker. Even with the support of the rejuvenation spell, there is still no way to stop the decline.

He originally wanted to go back to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and let Fa Kong have a look.

But he really couldn't hold on there, so he could only come to the house he bought earlier to rest and think of a way to heal.

He passed out as soon as he sat down.

It was too embarrassing to say these things and he didn't want to say them.

Fakong used two more rejuvenation spells and a pure heart spell. The two combined to form a unique power, which quickly dissipated the strange power in Lin Feiyang's body.

Fakong shook his head: "Don't you think about it, if it is so easy to come and go from Tianlao, then Yipin can go in and pick up people casually. Where is the majesty of the imperial court? How can it control this world?"

Lin Feiyang snorted: "How could I have thought of this!"

He just felt that the world was so big that there was no place he couldn't go.

But this time it was really weird.

Fakong said: "Qingluo is in Nantian Prison, have you seen her?"

"No." Lin Feiyang said angrily: "I think it was just a little bit close, but as soon as I entered Nantian Prison, I immediately felt something was wrong, so I hurriedly escaped."

"This power is very weird." Fakong shook his head, not seeing what the power of Lin Feiyang was.

What he saw with his mind's eye was gray smoke, like mist. This was the first time he saw such power.

His mind warned him to stay away from this power, as it obviously posed a life threat to him.

Even the one with the indestructible power of Vajra has to avoid it, which shows how tyrannical this power is.

"It's finally better!" Lin Feiyang breathed a long sigh of relief: "Monk, you are still awesome."

There is indeed a difference between the rejuvenation mantra blessed by Buddhist beads and the rejuvenation mantra cast on the spot. The one on the beads cannot suppress the power, but the one cast by Fakong on the spot can suppress it.

"Don't do this nonsense next time." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang scratched his head, feeling embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Now that the injury is healed, let's go to Guanyun Tower for dinner."

"Okay." Lin Feiyang agreed honestly.

While eating at Guanyun Tower, Fa Kong met many people who asked him if he was going to cast a Buddhist mantra to cause rain the day after tomorrow at the disaster victims' camp outside the east gate.

Fa Kong admitted frankly.

Lin Feiyang suddenly stood up and said in a loud voice: "You don't need to come here to ask anymore. Yes, Master Fakong will cast Buddhist spells and make clouds and rain in front of the victims' camp outside the east city gate at noon the day after tomorrow. If you go Come and watch, don’t forget to bring an umbrella, and it’s best to wear a raincoat to avoid getting sick from the rain.”

Everyone immediately started talking.

Lin Feiyang said: "Anyone who is curious, skeptical, disbelieving, or finds it ridiculous can go and have a look."

He continued: "The Vajra Buddhas in the outer courtyard of our Vajra Monastery are the great achievers who have attained Vajra. They are not the illusory Buddhas and ancestors of other families. The golden bodies of these Buddhas are still in the Vajra Monastery in the Snow Mountain. They are absolutely real and unreal. False!"

"Ahem." Fakong coughed twice, indicating that it was enough to stop and don't go too far.

This kind of pulling and stepping is too troublesome.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore." Lin Feiyang also worked hard for the pilgrims, and finally said loudly: "You can go to the outer courtyard to offer incense and see the majesty of the Buddhas of the Vajra Temple. Although it is only one-tenth of the real golden body , enough to appreciate its style!”

People became more and more curious, and some asked Lin Feiyang what the names of these Buddhas were and what the Vajra realm was.

Fakong then explained it to them eloquently.

He speaks in a dazed manner, and you can tell at a glance that he is not a smart person, so he is easier for people to trust.

Fakong shook his head, too lazy to stop.

He felt that Lin Feiyang was more worried than himself, the abbot, and always wanted to increase the number of pilgrims. He wished that everyone in Shenjing would become pilgrims in the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple.

Even if you are greedy, you are not tired.

By the time they left Guanyun Tower, the news had spread completely, and most people knew that Master Fa Kong, the abbot of Vajra Temple, was going to cast a Buddhist mantra to pray for rain.

It is not uncommon for eminent monks to open an altar to pray for rain in Shenjing. Many eminent monks have done this.

An altar is set up in the temple for pilgrims to chant sutras together and ask the Buddha to bless the rain to relieve the drought of all living beings.

Unfortunately, none has been successful so far.

At the beginning, it was very vigorous, but later there were only a few people who responded. The pilgrims also learned a lot and were completely disappointed.

Now Fa Kong comes again.

Most of the people became interested.

If it hadn't been for the heavy rain in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, most people would not believe it or even bother to pay attention.

With that heavy rain, people were suspicious, curious and eager, hoping that he really had such ability.

When Fakong returned to the outer courtyard, he saw the fifty-four embroiderers from the Mingyue Embroidery House lining up in front. They were dressed in white as snow, with white scarves covering their faces. They were graceful and graceful.

When they saw Fakong, they saluted together. The power of more than a hundred faiths entered the light wheel, making Fakong secretly relieved.

What he needs most now is the power of faith.

If they didn't come over today, he would go to Mingyue Xiulou to see them and gain the power of faith.

When he arrived at the front yard, he saw Master Huiling and another old monk who was as tall as a pine tree playing chess at a stone table beside the release pond.

Master Huiling was shouting, but the old monk opposite him was as steady as a rock, allowing Master Huiling to shout without being disturbed and playing chess steadily.