Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes lit up, and she smiled and said, "This has the effect of purifying the mind. Although it is not as good as your purifying mantra, it is also powerful enough."

Fakong nodded.

"It seems to be a rare item." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "I didn't buy the wrong one."

"Did you see the words engraved on this bowl?"

"It seems to be a pattern, is it text?"

"It is a great wish mantra." Fakong said, "Rebirth Mantra."

"Rebirth Mantra..." Ning Zhenzhen said, "This doesn't seem to be a great mantra, why is it engraved on the golden bowl?"

Rebirth Mantra, almost every temple has this mantra.

When a monk is dying, or when a layperson is dying, some monks recite this mantra to help him go to the Western Paradise.

But people don't believe in this Rebirth Mantra, and just regard it as a ritual.

Because after death, no one can see where the person has gone, and without verification, it is naturally difficult to believe.

On the contrary, it is not as good as Fakong's Great Light Mantra.

Being able to watch the soul turn into a white light and rise into the sky, and also seeing the shadow of the Western Paradise flashing faintly, is more real and credible.

Fakong shook his head: "It is not the Rebirth Mantra known to us Buddhists,... It is a Great Vow Mantra. As long as you make a great wish... Forget it, let me study it a bit, I can't explain it clearly now."

"Rebirth Mantra..." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head gently.

She has no interest in this mantra.

It is not about the living, but only for the dead.

Fakong has the Great Bright Mantra. Once she dies in the future, she can use this mantra to go directly to the Western Paradise.

What's more, she is far away from death because her Taiyin Xiaolianxing is perfect and her Huixin Tongming is perfect. She doesn't feel anything at all.

Fakong thinks this mantra is extraordinary.

This is not the Rebirth Mantra that ordinary people think of, but it involves the Taoist temple and creating the Paradise by yourself.

"I will give this to my uncle." Fakong said with a smile.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Brother, I have an idea about your magic water."

"Hmm?"

"I asked the people at Mingyue Medicine House, and they said that the magic water is now popular among the noble ladies in the whole Shenjing."

"Is the influence so great?"

"The effect is magical." Ning Zhenzhen said, "Master Huiling also discovered a gold mine by accident."

Fakong smiled and nodded.

He was a businessman in his previous life, so how could he not see the huge profits in it.

Women and children's money is the easiest to make in any world.

But he didn't have much motivation to do it.

In his previous life, he was doing business and experienced too many intrigues. He was really tired of doing business and was too lazy to do it.

How could it be as comfortable as it is now.

What's more, as the abbot of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, he didn't lack money at all. If he needed money, he could just ask Vajra Temple for it directly.

If Vajra Temple was short of money, it would not stop the outer courtyard from collecting incense money. Which temple doesn't collect incense money now?

There is no limit on the amount of incense money, and you can do whatever you want.

One copper coin, one tael of silver, one ingot of silver, or even one ingot of gold is fine.

It all depends on one's intention and ability. Do what you can and don't force it.

The reason why many temples desperately recruit pilgrims is also for incense money. It may not seem like much, but it is amazing when accumulated over time.

Monks are also flesh and blood. They also need to eat, drink, defecate, wear clothes, live in houses, and repair the temple so that it can't be too dilapidated.

All these require silver.

Moreover, the consumption in Shenjing is high and the prices are expensive. It is not easy to support the people in a temple. It can't be supported by the land granted by the court alone.

The court is also smart and will never grant too much land. It is calculated that it can only be enough for the monks in the temple to eat.

Expenditure other than eating depends entirely on incense money.

But Vajra Temple is different.

Not to mention how big the fief of the Great Snow Mountain Sect is, the fierce competition among the 108 temples is certainly a good thing and a benefit.

The higher the ranking, the more fields you get. Except for the fields of the main peak, the fields in other places are divided according to the ranking.

The disciples of the Vajra Temple don’t spend much money in the temple on weekdays. Because they eat a lot and eat well because of martial arts training, they can’t consume the land they get.

When the disciples go down the mountain, they often have some gains, or get some treasures, or get generous rewards for saving people.

The biggest expense in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple is burning incense, and the rest can be ignored. Eating in Guanyun Tower is spent on Lin Feiyang’s money.

If he is not short of money, why does he still want to make money?

“Brother, why don’t you get some holy water and sell it in Mingyue Medicine Tower.”

“Too troublesome.” Fakong shook his head and said, “Master’s uncle has already partnered with Master’s uncle Zhiyuan to sell it. Are you going to leave him alone?”

“Then divide it into two places and unify the price.”

“…”

“Brother, I know you don’t lack money, but you are using the temple’s money after all, which is not very convenient when doing some private things.”

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s public or private.” Fakong smiled.

He is the abbot, and his private affairs are also public affairs.

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head gently: "Brother, you don't understand human nature. Isn't there anyone eyeing your position as the abbot of the outer courtyard? Once you do well in the future, someone will definitely want to take over and reap the fruits."

"That's not the case." Fakong smiled.

He became famous because of his supernatural powers.

Who else has supernatural powers and dares to take on this responsibility?

"We still have to be on guard." Ning Zhenzhen said: "The human heart is unpredictable, brother. You are so close to Li Sicheng, it is inevitable that the temple will have some thoughts."

"...Yeah, that's right." Fakong knew that she was doing it for his own good.

"If you sell the holy water, it's your own money. You can spend it however you want, and no one can say anything. For example, you can spend money on Qingluo."

"That makes sense." Fakong nodded: "Then make some holy water and sell it in Mingyue Medicine Tower?"

"That's right!" Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "I told my uncle and the others, and they said they can help for free."

"10% profit." Fakong said.

Free help is only temporary, not a long-term solution. Only the bond of interests can last for a long time.

"Brother, are you so generous?"

"It's just material possessions."

"Okay, then it's 10% profit." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "How many bottles a day?"

"What do you think, Junior Sister?"

"This divine water can't be too much, otherwise it will lose its preciousness, and this water has both beauty and life-saving effects."

"There is another thing." Fakong said, "Water loses its effectiveness over time. It will begin to decay after five days, and it will be almost ineffective after ten days and cannot be stored."

"In this case, one hundred bottles a day is about right."

"Well, okay." Fakong nodded lightly, "I'll have someone deliver it every morning."

"Hehe, Brother, happy cooperation." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "I also talked to the nunnery. A big business, ... one bottle is one tael of silver, one hundred bottles is one hundred taels, one hundred taels a day, more than thirty thousand taels a year. "

"Thirty thousand taels of silver is far less than your Mingyue Embroidery Tower."

"Thirty thousand taels is also a lot of money, enough to do a lot of things."

"I'm just wondering, you Mingyue Temple don't worry about money, why do you make so much?"

"We make a lot and spend a lot."

"I haven't seen where you spend money."

"That's the secret."

"Okay, then I won't ask, let's start tomorrow." Fakong said: "How is Ziyang Pavilion?"

"No movement." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head gently: "I'm worried that the other party may have known it and won't be fooled again."

"Hmm..." Fakong pondered.

It can't be helped if Ziyang Pavilion doesn't get fooled.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, let's find another chance. We still have to be careful of Kunshan Holy Church now."

"Well, Kunshan Holy Church is indeed a nuisance and a lot of trouble. You have to be careful of the people around you in the city. I'm sure there are disciples of Kunshan Holy Church in both the outer and inner departments."

"Is there no way to deal with them?"

"Now it seems that there is really no way."

Fakong shook his head.

The key is that we can't find any clues to the Jade Blood Transformation Art. If we can get the mental method they practice, we can crack it in a targeted way.

The Kunshan Holy Church has now formed a perfect closed loop. If we can't break this closed loop, we can't destroy the Kunshan Holy Church.

"Brother, they will definitely mess up your prayer ceremony."

"Well." Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen showed a worried look.

I don't need to say much about the seriousness of this. Brother should understand it.

It only takes a few people to make the prayer ceremony a river of blood and turn it into a hell scene.

Fakong smiled: "It's okay."

"Can you really handle it?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned and asked.

Fakong said: "Ask the Forbidden Palace to help screen out the first batch of Kunshan Holy Church disciples, and the rest are not a concern."

"... Then be careful, senior brother."

Fakong smiled and said: "You might as well come and see the excitement that day."

"Well, I'll go." Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently.

She was really worried if she didn't go to see it. She could help a little at a critical moment, and she was worried just thinking about it.

This is really a great opportunity for Kunshan Holy Church.

"Ha!" Monk Huiling saw the golden bowl appear, jumped off the crossbar of the bell, and stared at it with shining eyes.

The golden bowl was placed on the stone table, and Fakong smiled and said, "Uncle Master, it's yours."

"Are you really giving it to me?"

"Of course it's for you."

"Haha..." Monk Huiling was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He stretched out his hand and then retracted it. He leaned forward and lay down in front of the stone table to look at it, and praised it endlessly: "Yes, yes, it is it, it is really wonderful..., extremely wonderful..., it is ingenious!"

Lin Feiyang saw him like this and shook his head and said, "Old monk, you still have the nerve to ask for it. If it were me, I would have no face!"

"Go away, Xiao Linzi, what do you know!" Monk Huiling waved his hand and stared at the golden bowl and praised it: "It is ingenious!"

Fakong said, "Uncle Master, why didn't I see its ingenuity."

"Abbot, don't you think its shape is wonderful and it makes you feel solemn and serious when you look at it?"

Fakong hesitated.

He really didn't see its wonderfulness, he only saw the prayer inside it.

"That's because you haven't reached the first level yet, Abbot." Monk Huiling shook his head and said, "If you reach the first level, you will be able to experience its mystery, it is really incomparable! ... Abbot, you can stare at it more, maybe it can help you achieve the first level."

"Hmm?"

"It's very possible." Monk Huiling said, "Abbot, your understanding is amazing, others may not be able to do it, but you may be able to do it."

"Then I'll give it a try." Fakong smiled.

He is now stuck at the last step and it's very uncomfortable.

In order to enter the first level, you can try any method.

Although it doesn't sound very reliable, it doesn't hurt to give it a try.