Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong glanced at Li Ying.

Li Ying suddenly smiled: "Master, it's not difficult for you, right? Everything is in time and space and within the cause and effect."

Fakong smiled: "Young Master Li, do you think you can stump me?"

"Of course it's not difficult. Master Fakong, you have supernatural powers. How can such a small thing be difficult for you?"

Fakong smiled: "Let's give it a try."

His eyes suddenly became blurred and he looked at Chu Jing's chest.

Chu Jing's chest suddenly became illusory, and then a scene was formed, slowly showing the original situation.

Fakong saw the sword of the assassin at that time.

This sword was extremely fast, like lightning across the void, and it flashed away in a flash, but Fakong saw his swordsmanship.

Divine Sword Peak!

He retracted his blurred gaze and said loudly: "Lin Feiyang, pen and ink!"

"Yes." Lin Feiyang responded, and soon appeared at the table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

He held the inkstone, and his left hand formed a residual image, and he had ground the ink in the blink of an eye.

Then he spread out the plain paper, pressed it with paper, and handed it to Fakong with both hands: "Abbot."

Fakong stood up and walked to the plain paper, took the pen, and finished the painting in one go.

An old man with white beard and eyebrows appeared on the plain paper, with a straight nose and square mouth, and phoenix-red eyes that were indifferent and emotionless.

When staring at this portrait, the old man seemed to be standing in front of him, staring at him coldly.

"It's him! It's him!" Chu Jing shouted hurriedly: "It's this old guy, I can recognize him even if he turns into ashes!"

It's always him in the nightmare, especially this pair of eyes, he will never forget it.

He covered the old man's face with his fat hands, revealing only his eyes, and became even more excited: "Exactly the same, it's him!"

Fakong said: "This is the appearance of the assassin."

He looked at Li Ying: "Master Li, with this, can you find the person?"

"No problem!" Li Ying nodded solemnly: "If this portrait is correct, as long as he is still in the city, we can find him!"

Fakong nodded and smiled: "The rest is left to you, Master Li."

"Master is worthy of being a master!" Chu Jing said with emotion: "Nothing can be difficult. With this, let's see where he can escape!"

Li Ying said: "Sir, he may have escaped from Shenjing. The time is long enough for him to escape calmly."

Chu Jing clenched his left fist and slammed his right palm: "If he really wants to escape, this old turtle is lucky!"

Fakong said: "With this portrait, it should not be difficult to find his residence, right? There is no clue about his residence. The clues are enough to catch him, right?"

"...Okay, I will try my best to catch him!" Li Ying said solemnly.

Fakong smiled: "Master Li, this assassin is probably not from the Daqian martial arts world."

Li Ying frowned.

Fakong said: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be a master from Dayong Shenjian Peak, and it is very likely that he has joined Ziyang Pavilion."

Li Ying's face changed slightly.

Fakong smiled and said: "So, if the external department reaches out, there is also a reason, and the credit will be different at that time."

"... I will find him as soon as possible!" Li Ying said solemnly.

She was secretly annoyed.

Fakong was forcing himself to do his best to find this guy in the shortest time.

This requires him to persuade the entire internal department to act together, not just Xi Cheng.

This will make him bear greater risks and mobilize more favors, which is simply a problem for himself.

This is Fakong telling himself that credit is not so easy to get.

If there is a delay, he will tell Ning Zhenzhen about this news and let Ning Zhenzhen share his credit!

Fakong nodded: "Wait for good news from Young Master Li."

"Goodbye." Li Ying nodded to Chu Jing, turned around and left.

"Haha, so straightforward, I like it!" Chu Jing looked at Li Ying's graceful back and disappeared in the Moon Gate, and praised.

Fakong smiled: "Prince, do you think this Young Master Li is good?"

"I like her, she has a straightforward temperament. I hate those who are timid the most. They are annoying and make me angry."

"She is indeed straightforward and is deeply supported by all the disciples of Cantian Dao." Fakong nodded: "Of course her methods are also powerful, it is better for you to stay away from her."

Chu Jing laughed: "Don't worry, Master, do you think I am not on guard against her? People from the Demon Sect must be guarded against."

He was deeply influenced by King Ying, and was vigilant against the Demon Sect and did not approach it easily.

But this Li Ying is different, she is straightforward, smart and capable, and is indeed very likable.

Fakong nodded.

I was afraid that he would be bewitched by Li Ying and do something stupid, and then I would be guilty.

——

Chu Jing simply did not leave, and stayed in the outer courtyard, even staying here for dinner, waiting for news from the inner court.

If the inner court failed, Fakong would have to find another way.

Fakong could not chase him away, so he kept him.

The lights were on, and the whole outer courtyard was brightly lit.

Fakong, Faning, Lin Feiyang, Zhou Yang, Xu Qingluo, and Chu Jing were eating at a table.

Chu Jing buried his head in his food.

He was sweating profusely.

He almost swallowed his tongue.

While he was eating, he kept praising Lin Feiyang's cooking skills, saying that they were a hundred times and a thousand times better than those in the palace.

Although Lin Feiyang knew it was an exaggeration, he was still happy and smiled.

Zhou Yang asked him curiously about some things in the palace and the things between the princes.

What does the prince usually do? Does he have nothing to do? He wanders around Shenjing City all day long, feeling bored.

If he saw a beauty while strolling, he would follow her and ask about her background to see if he could snatch her into the palace.

Chu Jing immediately complained bitterly.

This is because people think too much of the prince. How could such a thing happen? Not to mention that he had to go to school when he was young, and the homework was strict. If he was lazy, he would be beaten.

When he grew up, he was not idle. He had to practice martial arts and work in some manors in the palace. The palace did not support idle people.

In short, it was tiring.

If he was a prince, it would be fine. But if he was not a prince but a prince, he would have to be sent by his father.

But his father's life was not easy either. He was under pressure from the emperor above and watched by ministers below. He was bullied everywhere.

In short, no one should say anything about anyone. From the prince to the common people, no one can live a carefree life. They just envy Master Fakong.

Without the disturbances of the secular world, he can live a leisurely life every day. Life is so beautiful!

Zhou Yang looked at Fakong, then at Chu Jing who had a bitter face, and nodded. It was true that the master was more carefree.

Fakong nodded unceremoniously with a smile on his face.

He also felt that his life was the most beautiful.

Being in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, he was between the world and the world.

There was no worldly trouble to disturb his mind, and he was at ease. He could appreciate and enjoy the beauty of the world, and enjoy the prosperity in the secular world, drink fine wine, eat delicious food, and see beautiful women.

"Alas!" Chu Jing sighed, "Looking at the life of the master, I want to become a monk."

Lin Feiyang laughed and said, "Prince, you only see eating meat but not being beaten. It is even more difficult to be a monk. The abbot is lucky and has supernatural powers. The life of ordinary monks is countless times more difficult than yours."

"Is that so?" Chu Jing looked at Faning.

Faning smiled: "Although it is hard, it is also fun."

Chu Jing understood immediately: "It is indeed hard."

"Let me tell you what the life of a monk is like." Lin Feiyang raised his fingers and pulled down his thumb: "Before dawn, you have to get up for morning lessons."

He pulled down his index finger again: "After breakfast, you have to start practicing."

Then the middle finger: "After practicing, you have to have lunch."

Ring finger: "After lunch, you have to do odd jobs."

Little finger: "Do odd jobs for an hour, then practice."

Pinch down the thumb of the other hand again: "After dinner, evening lessons."

Index finger: "Sit on the bed and meditate to practice static exercises."

Middle finger: "Sleep."

Ring finger: "You have to get up before dawn the next day, morning lessons."

Finally, he put down all his fingers and smiled: "Repeatedly, day after day, isn't it free and easy? Are you happy?"

Chu Jing was amazed.

"It's okay once you get used to it." Faning said with a smile, "Brother Lin is exaggerating. There are some people who take a break, so they won't be so tense."

"It would be strange if it wasn't tense!" Lin Feiyang shook his head, "It's just not a life for a human being."

"... It seems that time is tight, but in fact, my heart is relaxed." Faning said, "I live a fulfilling and comfortable life."

"Hey, comfortable!... So being a monk will make you weird and abnormal." Lin Feiyang said.

Fakong glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang laughed and said, "Of course, this is also admirable."

Faning laughed.

Chu Jing shook his head and said, "Forget it, just be my prince honestly. You really can't be a monk."

Lin Feiyang glanced at Fakong.

It's not easy for other monks, but it's much easier for Fakong. When he was in the Vajra Temple, other monks got up while he was still sleeping. Other monks were practicing, but he was still leisurely enjoying the flowers and the lake by the lake.

"Lin Feiyang, Young Master Li is here, open the door."

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

A moment later, Li Ying, dressed in black, with a long sword hanging from her waist, came with a faint fragrance.

Under the bright light, she seemed to be emitting a hazy luster, like a piece of white jade.

Chu Jing hurriedly asked: "Did you catch her?"

Li Ying shook her head gently.

"Has he disappeared?" Chu Jing asked hurriedly, "Is he no longer in Shenjing?"

"Yes." Li Ying said, "He has moved away from his original residence. We are now tracking him. The worshippers are out to track him."

"Worshippers..." Chu Jing shook his head and sighed, "I always feel that the worshippers of your internal department are not very reliable. How can they succeed once?"

Li Ying said softly, "This time, we have detected his breath and there will be results soon."

"I hope so." Chu Jing said, "What about Shenwu Mansion?"

Li Ying smiled faintly, "Since we know the true identity of the assassin, our internal department is enough."

"Prince, this is because the internal department is afraid of being robbed of the credit." Fakong smiled.

Li Ying glared at him.

Chu Jing snorted, "You internal and external departments are really..."

He shook his head, but he was used to it.

It is normal for the government offices to grab the credit when they see it, push it when they see trouble, and throw it away when they see responsibility.

He then glared at them: "Xiao Li, I don't care if your internal department is afraid of others stealing the credit. If you still can't catch the assassin this time, don't blame me for turning my back on you!"

Li Ying said calmly: "Unless he has escaped from Daqian, otherwise, we will definitely catch him."

Chu Jing snorted: "Then I'll wait and see."

Fakong said: "Does Young Master Li have his belongings?"

Li Ying took out an inkstone from her sleeve: "This is something from his study."

Fakong's eyes suddenly became as deep as an ancient well. He looked at the inkstone and then looked at the vast night sky.

Chu Jing stared at him eagerly again.

Fakong retracted his gaze and nodded gently: "Still in the city."

Li Ying frowned.

As far as she knew, the six priests had already chased out of Shenjing, so why were they still in Shenjing?