Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Finally he entered the first rank, the rank he had been striving for, and he was overjoyed.

Unlike the previous ranks, which he arrived at casually, he finally reached the first rank after working hard for a long time.

The harder it was to get, the more sense of achievement and joy he felt.

After the first rank, it means that his attack methods can threaten the first rank, which is already among the best in the world today.

Of course, this is still a long way from being invincible in the world, just like entering the ranks of billionaires in the previous life, but still far from the richest man, and may even be out of reach.

However, despite being far from the richest man, billionaires are still very happy.

It is the same now.

He has the power to protect himself completely, and he no longer needs to be as cautious and aggrieved as before, and he can speak loudly.

He looked up at Monk Huiling who was squinting and dozing on the crossbar of the bell, and felt the strong magnetic field of Monk Huiling, as well as the neighboring Monk Zhiyuan.

He could clearly sense their positions and their strengths. Monk Zhiyuan was indeed better than Monk Huiling.

This was the difference in cultivation, which could be clearly sensed.

In this way, before the first-grade masters fought, they already knew each other's strength.

So when Dayong's first-grade master sensed the presence of two first-grade masters in the Vajra Temple in the Great Snow Mountain, he turned around and left.

He obviously sensed that his cultivation was inferior.

Although they were both first-grade masters, there was a difference in cultivation, but it did not mean that the strong would definitely beat the weak. It was like a football game. Even if there was a difference, the outcome could not be completely determined.

Once fighting, there would be risks.

Therefore, first-grade masters rarely fought each other, and only used it to deter.

"Master, is there any good news?" Xu Qingluo brought tea and asked with a smile.

Fakong looked at her: "Aren't you practicing? Why are you here? You're being lazy again!"

Xu Qingluo said hurriedly: "Master, I just finished a set of boxing and was taking a break. I came to see you by the way."

"You are half-hearted." Fakong didn't appreciate it at all: "Practicing is like being tortured. How can you practice well?"

"Master, I'm about to find a practice method that suits me." Xu Qingluo said: "Then I will definitely make great progress!"

"We'll talk about it later." Fakong took the tea: "Go practice!"

"Yes!" Xu Qingluo stamped her feet and ran out with the sandalwood tray.

Fakong lifted the teacup and blew a breath of hot air, sipped a sip of tea, and shook his head helplessly: Xu Qingluo, this disciple, doesn't like to practice.

No wonder Zhou Yang has been angry all the time.

However, Xu Qingluo is indeed too smart and has natural wisdom. If she really finds a practice method that suits her, she will indeed make great progress.

When Zhou Yang is surpassed, he will definitely be more angry and will definitely work harder. The two of them fighting each other will help to make progress.

If these geniuses were allowed to practice slowly, their speed would be fast, but far from being as fast as this.

Potential needs to be stimulated.

When Fakong was drinking tea and savoring the beauty of it, Chu Xiang and Chu Ling had already returned to the Forbidden Palace and came to Yonghe Palace.

Chu Xiang carried the jar of holy water and came to Yonghe Palace.

The Queen Mother was lying on a chair in the front yard to bask in the sun.

The bright sunshine shone on her, she was wearing a palace dress with a golden phoenix embroidered on her, and a golden hairpin on her head, she was really rich and noble.

Next to her stood a handsome eunuch, wearing purple clothes and holding a whisk, motionless like a green pine.

Nine colorful palace maids surrounded them.

Some were telling jokes to the Queen Mother.

Some were taking care of the branches in the surrounding flowerbeds.

Some were serving tea and water.

Some were peeling fruits.

Seeing them coming in, the Queen Mother stood up and waved, smiling and said: "Girl Ling'er, Xiang'er, come here."

The two came closer.

Chu Xiang handed over the jar of holy water.

A handsome young eunuch next to him came forward to take it.

Chu Xiang glanced at the young eunuch: "Grandmother, this is...?"

"Oh, Old Gong's apprentice, surnamed Tan, Tan Yonglun."

"Tan Yonglun..." Chu Xiang nodded.

There was no such Tan Yonglun in his mind, so he was Gong Qunying's apprentice, but not a disciple of Kunshan Holy Church.

"Old Gong's apprentice..." Chu Ling looked at Tan Yonglun curiously.

Tan Yonglun held a jar of holy water and stood quietly, allowing Chu Ling and Chu Xiang to look and examine him calmly.

"Not bad, not bad." Chu Ling smiled and said, "I like this little eunuch, he is much more pleasing to the eye than Old Gong."

"Ling'er, what did the master say?"

"... He said that the opportunity is not enough and the time is not right."

"Can't meet for the time being?"

"... Yes."

"Alas!" The Queen Mother showed a disappointed look and shook her head: "I guess that's it."

"The key is still the father's side. If the father doesn't confess, I don't think he will meet you, the Grandmother. This master is too timid."

Chu Xiang hurriedly said: "Grandmother, this matter doesn't need to be I'm in a hurry. Master Fakong is in the capital and can't run away. If we don't see each other today, we'll see each other tomorrow. Sooner or later, we'll see each other. "

"You're talking nicely. I'm so old now. I might fall asleep tonight and never wake up again!"

"Grandmother, you're in good health. That's impossible!" Chu Xiang smiled and shook his head: "Besides, with the holy water, it's hard for you to die."

"Hmph, you're young, so you can't understand my state of mind." The Queen Mother waved her hand and said: "Okay, is it done?"

"Yes." Chu Xiang restrained his smile and nodded solemnly.

After all, Gong Qunying is the chief steward of Yonghe Palace and the confidant of the Grandmother. It's not appropriate to show joy after killing him.

"Alas!" The Queen Mother sighed sadly: "Let's bury him with honor. After all, we are master and servant. No matter what the reason is, it is true that he saved my life."

"It may not be true." Chu Xiang said solemnly: "It is very likely that they created the situation to give him the opportunity to save you, the Imperial Grandmother. His heart is not right. No matter what he does, he has ulterior motives."

The Queen Mother frowned.

Chu Ling understood now and hurriedly said: "Imperial Grandmother, it turns out that Brother Nine has reported to you, and you agreed."

"If it wasn't for the Imperial Grandmother's consent, how dare I do it."

"Imperial Grandmother, it was Old Gong who suddenly attacked. If it weren't for Brother Nine's cleverness, we would both have lost our lives!"

"Alas!" The Queen Mother was in a bad mood and sighed irritably: "I am really old. Even though I know that Old Gong is like that, I still can't help thinking about his goodness. Decades of life seem to be right in front of me."

Chu Ling said: "Brother Nine, you knew that there was something wrong with Old Gong in advance... I understand, it was the master who said it, and then reported it to the Imperial Grandmother."

Chu Xiang nodded.

The Queen Mother said: "Xiang'er, you are lucky to have such a great monk. I want to meet Master Fakong."

Chu Ling's eyes turned: "Grandmother, I have an idea."

"Tell me."

"The mountain is not shy. I will go to see the mountain. Grandmother, you go directly to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple. He can't want to see it. In this way, the father can't blame him."

"Hmm..."

"Little sister, don't make trouble!" Chu Xiang frowned and snorted.

Chu Ling smiled: "Does the father dare to blame the grandmother?"

"Nonsense!" Chu Xiang said in a deep voice.

This puts Master Fakong in a disadvantageous position.

The Queen Mother waved her hand to interrupt him: "What nonsense, I think Ling'er's idea is very good."

"Grandmother..."

"Let's do it. I really want to see the style of Master Fakong." The Queen Mother sighed: "If it's not him this time, Xiang'er, you..."

Chu Xiang glared at Chu Ling helplessly.

Chu Ling pretended not to see it.

"You are not allowed to tip him off!" The Queen Mother looked at Chu Xiang: "Otherwise, I will not forgive you."

"...Yes."

"Then let's go now, so you don't mess around." The Queen Mother smiled and said: "Tan Yonglun, get ready, I want to leave the palace!"

"Grandmother!" Chu Xiang said hurriedly: "If you really want to leave the palace, my younger sister will definitely be scolded. You haven't recovered yet, how can you move the phoenix carriage without permission!"

Grandmother is still sick. Although the magic water suppressed the cough, it did not completely cure it. If it recurs again, the fifteenth sister who proposed this idea will be guilty.

Even if her father and mother dote on her, they can't let her off easily.

The lightest punishment is to reflect on yourself behind closed doors, and don't even think about leaving the palace again. This is torture for her.

"Well, that's true." The Queen Mother nodded slightly: "Then Ling'er, don't go with me. Let Xiang'er follow me."

"Grandmother!" Chu Ling said dissatisfiedly: "I will go. Grandmother will plead for me. With the holy water, there will be no problem. Don't forget to bring the holy water."

"Well." The Queen Mother nodded.

So the six people left the palace.

They brought three people with them. In addition to the handsome Tan Yonglun, there were two great masters who were worshipped in the forbidden palace.

One of the two great masters was an old man with a bitter face, like an old farmer with poor harvest. He was thin and short, with a face full of ravines.

The other was a smiling short fat man, very similar to the old monk Huiling. He always had a smile on his face, as if nothing could be funny.

With three great masters following him, he could run rampant in the city.

When the Queen Mother left the palace, no one dared to stop her.

They came to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple. Seeing the long queue of pilgrims outside, the Queen Mother wanted to see Fakong even more eagerly.

Lin Feiyang came out to greet him and said that the abbot had returned to the Diamond Temple in the Great Snow Mountain. He missed the Diamond Temple and wanted to go back to see it.

"Why did you suddenly return to the Great Snow Mountain?" Chu Ling said dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you leave earlier or later? What a coincidence?"

Lin Feiyang said: "It's a coincidence!"

Chu Xiang said slowly: "It seems that the master deliberately avoided it."

"Your Highness is wise." Lin Feiyang said, and clasped his fists to the Queen Mother: "The abbot said, please forgive his rudeness, Queen Mother, and we will meet if we are destined."

"Alas!" The Queen Mother had already dressed like an ordinary person. Her clothes were much worse than the magnificent ones in the palace. She looked like a rich old lady. She sighed regretfully: "In this case, I won't force the master. Forget it, let's go back to the palace."

Chu Ling said: "The master is not hiding here, right?"

Lin Feiyang snorted: "Your Highness, you can search if you don't believe it. Qingluo, Zhou Yang and Faning have all gone back with him."

"Then let's go back too." Chu Xiang said.

They left the outer courtyard of the Diamond Temple and returned to the Forbidden Palace.

Fakong and his four companions were walking lightly, on the way to the Great Snow Mountain.

The trees on both sides of the road quickly swept back, Xu Qingluo looked at the scenery with shining eyes, and wanted to look up to the sky and roar to relieve the heroic spirit and excitement in her chest.

Zhou Yang's eyes also lit up.

After living in the prosperous capital for a long time, looking at these scenery in the wild, he felt particularly fresh and excited, and felt the vitality.

Faning smiled when he saw him like this.

Zhou Yang really hadn't been out for a long time, and he had been practicing hard in the outer courtyard, which made him suffer.