Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong asked, "Do you have to go to the palace every day?"

Fan Ye nodded, then shook his head and sighed, "The emperor is the same. He bullies honest people to death. Among these princes, Prince Xin does all kinds of unpleasant things. The rest of the princes are either rich and idle, or have people trying their best to help them. How can they be like Prince Xin?"

Fakong smiled.

This is also unavoidable. Who made Prince Xin the only one among these princes who joined the army since childhood and rose from the bottom to the top in one breath?

In terms of prestige in the army and familiarity with the army, none of these princes can match him.

Among all the civil and military officials in the court, Prince Xin is the only candidate that the emperor can trust absolutely and control the army.

So some things can only be done by him.

Being born in the army is not a strong point, but the fundamental reason why he cannot become the emperor.

In the eyes of the court officials, he is a warrior.

Warriors cannot be the rulers of the country. This is a taboo. Excessive military spending is a disaster for everyone.

Fan Ye said, "If I were Prince Xin, I would have given up the job long ago. Whoever wants to do it can do it. I work so hard but still get scolded. Why should I endure this humiliation?"

Fakong shook his head and smiled, "Prince Xin has a broad mind, so it is inevitable that he will suffer a little. Otherwise, he would have quit long ago."

Fan Ye clapped his hands, "The emperor saw this point of Prince Xin and used him harshly. It's too much."

"Grandpa——!" Fan Ningyu reminded from the side.

It's not a good thing to say bad things about the emperor.

Fan Ye waved his hand, "I know, I know, I just can't stand it. Even if we are father and son, we can't bully each other like this."

"Grandpa, you haven't bullied my father enough." Fan Ningyu said.

"You girl!" Fan Ye glared.

Fan Ningyu quickly shut her mouth and acted well-behaved.

Fan Ye snorted and spared her this time.

Fakong smiled and said, "One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. Our words are useless."

"Alas!" Fan Ye was very indignant.

Fan Ningyu said, "Master, do you really want to cure everyone?"

"Yes."

"Master, can you really cure everyone?"

Fakong smiled, "Miss Fan, wait and see."

Fan Ningyu's thoughts are what most people think now, half-believing and half-doubting, wanting to believe but not daring to believe, because it violates common sense and breaks the limit of imagination.

There are also some people who are sure that they are bragging.

But thinking of the last cloud-driving spell, they dare not doubt too much.

They will suspect that the last cloud-driving spell was a trick, but what if this time it can also be a trick to deceive everyone?

So they are watching the excitement and being picky, staring with wide eyes.

If there is any flaw, they will seize it and must expose themselves as big liars.

Fan Ningyu smiled: "I really want to see it."

Fan Ye said unhappily: "You girl, you really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. It's a pity that you are smart!"

"Grandpa, how am I stupid?"

"I think you are just a little smart!"

"Then tell me about it."

"Don't you think about it? If the master is not sure, would he dare to do such a thing? Those are seriously ill or even only have one breath left. If they are delayed and cannot be cured, won't they cause big trouble?"

Fan Ningyu looked at Fakong: "I was just thinking that it is too unwise to do so. What if there is a little mistake..., and someone may even deliberately use tricks. As long as one person dies, the master will be in endless trouble and can't turn over!"

Fakong nodded: "Thank you Miss Fan for your concern. It doesn't matter. I will ask the imperial physician to be on the spot. If someone is really inappropriate, let the imperial physician take action directly."

"Imperial physician?" Fan Ningyu hesitated.

The imperial physician cannot be driven by just anyone.

"Prince Xin will help invite the imperial physician." Fakong said.

"That's good." Fan Ningyu nodded gently.

She found that the questions she could ask seemed to be prepared by Fakong. This feeling that everything was under his control was too uncomfortable.

There was a feeling of being crushed by wisdom.

She was always conceited and hated this feeling.

Her eyes flickered and she smiled: "What if there are disciples of Kunshan Saint Church mixed in with the patients? Even Kunshan Saint Church disciples suddenly go crazy?"

"At that time, we will invite several great masters to come and take charge." Fakong said: "Such as Master Huiling of our temple, Master Zhiyuan of Feitian Temple, and if we add Prince Xin, it will be enough."

"Aren't you enemies with Feitian Temple?" Fan Ningyu's smile faded.

"They usually quarrel and sabotage each other, but after all, they are from the same Great Snow Mountain Sect, so they can still be trusted at critical moments."

Fan Ningyu frowned: "Then... What about the Six Paths of the Demon Sect? Will they deliberately make trouble?"

Fakong nodded: "It may not be impossible, so we will invite some masters from the Shenwu Palace to come at that time."

"... Then you really need to invite a lot of people!" Fan Ningyu snorted, and his face became more and more stiff.

Fan Ye laughed out loud.

"Grandpa——!" Fan Ningyu immediately glared at him coquettishly.

"You girl, I said you don't know your own abilities, you are not convinced, now you know that there are people who are better than you, right?" Fan Ye was overjoyed.

Finally, someone suppressed this girl who was so arrogant, and it was so satisfying to see her arrogance suppressed.

Fan Ningyu glared at him angrily, then looked at Fakong, and smiled: "Master, you are thoughtful, I admire you."

Fakong clasped his hands and smiled, his demeanor calm and calm.

Fan Ningyu felt that every blow she hit was in the air, and her waist was flashing. She felt very uncomfortable and aggrieved.

Fan Ye smiled and said: "Master, my body is not feeling well. Can you also give me a rejuvenation spell and I will go back and recite it."

Fakong formed a seal with his hands.

In his mind, the Medicine Buddha statue formed a hand seal with his hands, changing from the Medicine Master Sutra to the rejuvenation mantra, and he recited the mantra at an extremely fast speed.

The next moment, the rejuvenation spell fell on Fan Ye.

He was short and fat, and he drank too much, and drinking and sex took a toll on his body. His body was almost hollowed out.

The rejuvenation spell fell, and some fine wine penetrated into his body.

Fan Ye suddenly showed a strange expression, intoxicated and confused, but giving people the impression of being lustful.

Fan Ningyu took a few steps away in disgust.

Fakong laughed.

He has cast many rejuvenation spells. Although the power of the rejuvenation spells is getting stronger and stronger, he has never seen anything like this.

After a while, Fan Ye slowly opened his eyes, with a look of reluctance on his face, and sighed: "What a rejuvenation spell!"

My body is so light that I feel like floating, no longer as heavy as usual.

The body contains great strength, as if one punch can break the sky, and one punch can destroy any hard object, including swords, without the usual weakness.

"Okay, okay, really good, hahahaha..." Fan Ye laughed.

I have not experienced this feeling of strength and lightness for so long that I almost forgot about it. Now that I have experienced it again, I realize that this feeling has been imprinted in my bones and I will never forget it.

Fakong said: "My lord, you have an old injury, which has caused your cultivation to be declining and your body to be weakening. It should be fine now."

"Alas——!" Fan Ye smiled bitterly.

"The old injuries caused by grandpa's obsession have also healed?" Fan Ningyu was surprised.

Fan Ye looked up at the sky, his eyes wet.

Fan Ningyu held his fat hand and used his kung fu to notice that his body was full of vitality. His original injuries were gone and he was back to health. The strange power that had been stagnated in his meridians was gone, and his meridians were unobstructed.

She let go of Fan Ye's hand and said with a smile: "Congratulations, grandpa,... Now grandma no longer has to feel guilty."

Fan Ye shook his head: "God, this thief is really..."

He turned his head and bowed deeply to Fa Kong: "Thank you, Master."

Fakong smiled and said, "This is also the prince's fate."

Fan Ye sighed: "Originally, I don't believe in the relationship between the law and the law. Everything depends on man-made things. There is no such thing as destiny."

Now I have to believe in fate.

If the wife hadn't been poisoned and if she hadn't gotten to know Mrs. Xin Wang, it would have been impossible to approach Master Fakong.

Because I always thought Master Fa Kong was a liar.

Master Fakong not only detoxified his wife's poison, but also cured himself of his serious illness.

Half of my life was wasted, wasn't it because I was desperate and turned to wine to drown my sorrows?

Now, all of a sudden, his injuries have completely recovered and he can start practicing again. Sooner or later, he will be able to recover his cultivation level.

This is just like a dead tree blooming into spring, what is it but destiny?

Fa Kong smiled.

"No, I have to go back and talk to Madam." Fan Ye couldn't stay any longer and said, "Master, come visit me another day. I still have a few wine cellars in my house. I'll give it to Master next time." Bring more.”

"The poor monk accepted it with a smile." Fakong said with a smile.

"Haha..." Fan Ye laughed: "Master, as long as you like it, let's go, little girl!"

He turned around and strode out.

Fan Ningyu took a deep look at Fakong, bowed to him, twisted her waist and walked away lightly, following Fan Ye.

The two people left the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple surrounded by guards.

"Are you convinced now?" Fan Ye said excitedly: "You know how powerful you are, right? Don't think that all your peers are idiots and they are not as good as you. You have met too few people, and your vision is far different!"

"Grandpa, I understand." Fan Ningyu replied helplessly.

Grandpa has been waiting for such an opportunity for too long, and now that he has finally found it, he will definitely not let him go. He will have to listen to his nagging along the way.

Fan Ye suddenly shut up and frowned.

Fan Ningyu looked up and saw a group of guards approaching a handsome young man.

The handsome young man is not tall and rides on a snow-white horse, which makes him look even shorter.

He looked at Shen Fei, triumphant, with a look of disdain between his brows.

When people see him, they only think that this young man is handsome, wearing a brocade robe, the white horse is completely white without a trace of hair, only the four hooves are black, the eyes are bright, full of aura, the saddle is shining with gold, and the aura of wealth is compelling.

In addition, there were eight guards divided into two rows, four on the left and four on the right. All of them were as tall and strong as iron towers. They knew at a glance that they were not easy to mess with, so they consciously stayed away.

"Why is he here!" Fan Ningyu frowned.

"He's not here to find you, right?" Fan Ye snorted: "Don't provoke him!"

Fan Ningyu shook her head: "Grandpa, it wasn't me who provoked him, it was him who got involved. What can I do?"

While the two were talking, the handsome young man sitting on the white horse suddenly became overjoyed. He saw Fan Ningyu and waved hurriedly.

He even left the saddle with his buttocks, stood up, waved his hands and shouted: "Miss Ningyu! Miss Ningyu! Miss Ningyu!"

Fan Ningyu clasped her fists helplessly and said calmly: "Fourth Prince."

It was Chu Lun, the fourth son of Prince Yi.

"Drive!" Chu Lun shook the reins, and the tall and handsome white horse sprinted, nimbly passed through the bustling crowd, and appeared elegantly in front of Fan Ningyu.

On such a bustling Suzaku Avenue, it is really surprising to see such a tall horse nimbly passing through the crowd like a fish swimming without hitting any pedestrians.

Fan Ningyu did not show any surprise.

This white horse is called Yipianyun, a divine horse, raised by Chu Lun from childhood to adulthood, and they are connected with each other, and it is said that he is also proficient in Qinggong.

Now it seems that the rumor is not false.