Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Ning Zhenzhen chatted with him for a while, and finally told him to be careful. The strength of Chenghai Dao was amazing, and he had to be on guard.

Fakong smiled and nodded.

The next morning, when he went to Guanyun Tower for breakfast, he called Monk Huiling.

Along the way, the call of "Master Fakong" was endless, and everyone clasped their hands to greet him with a respectful look.

Fakong clasped his hands one by one, smiled and nodded, not tired of it, and was calm and calm.

After a day and a night of rain, the whole city of Shenjing became moist, and everything became fresh.

The blue bricks of Zhuque Avenue also became clean.

The air was fresh and refreshing, mixed with tempting aromas.

The streets were lined with breakfast stalls.

Monk Huiling and Lin Feiyang looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

"Xiao Linzi, how about we go first," Monk Huiling said: "I haven't tasted the dishes of Guanyun Tower for a while, and my saliva is flowing out."

Lin Feiyang glanced at Monk Huiling.

Monk Huiling felt puzzled and thought that his look was very strange.

Zhou Yang said: "Grandfather, Uncle Lin thinks you are stupid."

"Okay, little Lin, explain it clearly!" Monk Huiling's eyes widened: "Is this little Zhou Yang trying to sow discord?"

"Old monk, do you think that the monk suddenly invited you to have breakfast together because he is filial to you?"

"Humph." Monk Huiling curled his lips.

Lin Feiyang laughed and said: "He knows there is danger."

"Hey, I said, why did you suddenly invite me!" Monk Huiling suddenly realized and turned his head to stare at Fakong.

Fakong was smiling and clasping his hands, his purple gold robe fluttering. Although he looked ordinary, he had the demeanor of a great monk.

Fakong is now a famous monk, and his ordinary appearance is a plus. If he is too handsome or too ugly, he will lose the sense of closeness. This ordinary appearance makes people feel more elegant.

When Fakong was greeting everyone with his hands together, he heard Lin Feiyang's words and glanced over.

Lin Feiyang was startled, and hurriedly laughed twice, lowering his voice: "So we should just accompany him honestly."

Monk Huiling snorted: "It's really a last-minute effort, Xiao Linzi, do you know who wants to kill him?"

Lin Feiyang lowered his voice: "It seems to be Wang Qingshan from Chenghai Dao."

"Chenghai Dao!?" Monk Huiling frowned: "Chenghai Dao of the Demon Sect?"

His little eyes narrowed, emitting a cold light, and sneered: "It seems that they think they have grown wings and can flutter!"

Fakong's voice floated into the ears of Lin Feiyang and Monk Huiling: "Master, let's talk about it when we get back."

The two stopped discussing.

Lin Feiyang looked around to see if there were any people from the Demon Sect, especially from Chenghai Dao, while Monk Huiling had a round face that was tense, contrary to his usual playful smile.

Zhou Yang was tactful and didn't bother him.

No matter how much he liked to joke, no matter how interesting he was, he was the ancestor after all, a first-class master.

"The guy from the Demon Sect!" Lin Feiyang suddenly pointed to someone not far away.

Monk Huiling glared at them fiercely, his small eyes flashing with cold light, and they were exactly Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai and his party.

They were burly and strong, and even though the Suzaku Avenue was bustling, they could still be seen at a glance, like a crane standing out among chickens.

Li Ying was protected by them, wearing a black dress that made her skin white, her thin eyebrows grew into her temples, her eyes sparkled, and her heroic appearance was charming.

Li Ying sensed Monk Huiling's gaze, but she didn't turn her head to look at him. She sat directly in front of a small stall selling wontons and ordered a few bowls of wontons.

Her starry eyes flickered, but she refused to meet the eyes of Monk Huiling.

"The young master of Cantian Dao." Lin Feiyang smiled and said, "I have met the monk twice, and it seems that we have a good relationship."

Monk Huiling turned his eyes away.

Li Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though she was more than a hundred meters away and in the noisy crowd, she still heard Lin Feiyang's words and cursed him secretly.

This old monk Huiling is not reasonable. If he rushes over and attacks, she will suffer a big loss in vain.

This damn Lin Feiyang!

The last time I tried to steal someone's girlfriend, I wanted to get him over, but fortunately he didn't come.

Such a big mouth will definitely cause trouble.

Fakong walked slowly in front and saw Li Ying sitting on the side of the road. He stopped and smiled and clasped his hands: "Young Master Li, how are you?"

"The master is more elegant than before, which is a cause for celebration." Li Ying stood up and clasped her hands and said lightly.

Fakong smiled and nodded: "I was outside the East City Gate yesterday and had no time to greet Young Master Li. Please forgive me."

"Master, you are so majestic." Li Ying said lightly: "Then I won't bother you."

"Young Master Li, if you have time, you may come to our temple." Fakong smiled and said: "I have something to say to you."

Li Ying clasped his hands together.

Fakong clasped his hands together and walked away slowly.

"Young Master, why did he invite you over?" Li Zhu asked puzzledly: "What can he do?"

"You will know when you go." Zhou Tianhuai said: "It won't be bad for you."

Li Ying glanced at the two of them.

The two were slightly stunned.

"Who said you were going?" Li Ying snorted.

"Young Master, don't you want to listen to what he has to say?" Zhou Tianhuai said in surprise.

Li Ying shook her head.

Li Zhu said: "It's okay to listen, right? He won't deal with us. There is no hatred. We are not from Diaoyue Dao, hehe."

Li Ying said coldly: "Stay away from him."

"Yes, stay away from him." Li Zhu nodded hurriedly: "But the young master is not curious about what he has to say?"

"No."

Li Ying replied lightly, thanked the old man who came over with the wontons, and took a large bowl of wontons with both hands.

He picked up the chopsticks again, took out the silk handkerchief and wiped it, then started eating.

Li Zhu blinked his eyes and had nothing to say. He also took a bowl of wontons. After thanking him, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Zhou Tianhuai waved his hand.

All the burly men also sat down and surrounded them, blocking the diners who wanted to get closer.

Fakong's ears twitched, he shook his head and laughed.

This Li Ying is really vigilant.

If she really doesn't come, there is really no way to stir up the relationship between her and Cheng Haidao, which is a bit of a pity.

In fact, both Li Ying and Wang Qingshan are ambitious, but Li Ying's methods are clever, while Wang Qingshan is just the opposite.

The former is an approachable person who is in a high position and has won the support of all Cantian Dao disciples, while the latter is proud of his ability to cover the sky and the sun.

Of course he is more optimistic about Li Ying.

But the current situation is that the Demon Sect is getting stronger and stronger, and there are too many people practicing Demonic Kung Fu, and the Six Paths of the Demon Sect must not be unified.

During the meal, Monk Huiling kept a sullen expression.

Fa Kong pretended not to see it.

Returning to the outer courtyard, he came to his courtyard and sat at the table. Lin Feiyang made tea, and Fakong and Huiling sat across from each other.

Xu Qingluo and Mrs. Xu have already arrived.

Zhou Yang and Xu Qingluo went to the pagoda garden behind to practice. Xu Qingluo's two younger brothers watched and followed along.

Fanning let them watch.

The two of them are not qualified enough to become disciples of the Vajra Temple. It is useless to learn the Little Arhat Boxing, and they cannot practice the first level.

"Uncle, are you still thinking about Chenghai Dao?"

"He really dares to kill you?" Monk Huiling narrowed his eyes slightly and his face tensed: "How did you know?"

Fa Kong smiled and pointed at his eyes.

Monk Huiling snorted: "I really didn't expect them to dare to do this!"

He immediately understood that Fakong had used clairvoyance.

Over the years, although the Six Paths of the Demon Sect have been expanding and gaining momentum, they have always maintained restraint on the disciples of the three major sects.

Even if he takes action, he will never kill him. At most, he will only be seriously injured.

But according to what Fakong meant, Chenghai Dao wanted to kill Fakong.

This completely breaks the original bottom line. What does this mean?

It means all-out war.

The war between Kongo Temple and Chenghai Dao, even the war between Daxueshan Sect and Chenghai Dao, and the war between Demon Sect and Six Paths.

This is no small matter.

Once a war breaks out, not to mention what the court will do, there is no telling how many disciples will be lost.

My scalp goes numb just thinking about it.

The peaceful life has been too long, how can he think of starting a war? Even if he is a first-class master, he hopes that peace will continue like this.

His round face lost the usual laughter, and he asked solemnly: "Fakong, do you think we will go to war?"

Fakong shook his head.

"Really not?"

"We don't want it, they don't want it, and the court doesn't want it either. How can we really start a fight?" Fakong shook his head and said, "But I'm afraid the occasional fight is inevitable, and my uncle has to accept it."

Huiling snorted: "Are they so brave?"

He still didn't believe it.

When did Chenghai Dao have such courage?

Fakong pointed in the direction of the Forbidden Palace: "It's not that they are brave, it's that they have someone's backing. ... If a big battle is not possible, a small battle is still possible."

"Hey!" Huiling sneered.

He understood what Fa Kong meant.

Fakong said: "Anyway, Uncle Master, you should cheer up and be careful not to let them take advantage of the loophole."

"Me?" Hui Ling said disdainfully: "Give them some courage, and they won't dare to deal with me."

Fakong smiled and said: "If uncle Zhiyuan is in trouble, will you save him or not?"

"Hey!" Hui Ling curled her lips: "What does it matter to me if he is in trouble? If I don't add insult to injury and take advantage of him, I will be worthy of him!"

He then asked: "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't forget, Mei Sanbian is an elder of Chenghai Dao, not a nobody."

"What about the elders? Just kill them. They don't dare to do anything!... Moreover, they took action first!"

"Uncle, isn't it?" Fakong smiled.

Monk Huiling frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"It wasn't them who made the first move, it was Feitian Temple who made the first move, and Master Rushan killed Mei Sihai first."

"That's why they took the initiative to provoke us and Feitian Temple!"

"...Same." Fakong felt that this was correct.

"Fakong, tell me, am I in trouble?" Monk Huiling asked.

"I can only see three months. Within three months, Uncle Master will not be in any danger."

"Fortunately, fortunately." Monk Huiling smiled, relieved, and laughed, his tight round face relaxed, his little eyes no longer squinted, and returned to their original appearance: "Eat well, drink well, sleep well, this little It’s a beautiful day!”

Fakong smiled and said, "Uncle Master can see clearly."

"It's good to have you here. Don't forget to show me when the time comes. Let me know in advance when there is danger."

"Uncle, I have to take the initiative to bring it up, otherwise I will forget easily. After all, there are too many things."

"I will remember it." Monk Huiling said with a smile: "Tell me, how will old monk Zhiyuan die?"

"Three first-class people of Chenghai Dao." Fakong said slowly: "Uncle Zhiyuan Master has a woman, right? The people of Chenghai Dao kidnapped the woman outside the city. Uncle Zhiyuan Master thought that he was a first-class man, so he didn't take it to heart. They were ambushed outside the city and dragged the two first-grade men to death together!"

"Is the old bald donkey really dead?"

"yes."