Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong nodded.

He understood what Chu Xiang meant.

Obviously, Chu Xiang felt that Qianlongwei would regard him as a suspect.

"How wise my father is." Chu Xiang said softly.

Fakong smiled: "There is no wiser person than the Emperor, I understand."

There is a profound meaning in Chu Xiang's words.

The emperor is wise and will not accuse people unjustly, but some things are not based on facts.

Even if the emperor knew that some people were wronged, he would pretend not to know.

"This time, I should be able to get through the difficulties." Chu Xiang said softly: "But..."

He gave a wry smile and shook his head.

Fakong said: "Justice comes from the human heart, but after all, the human heart is seeking profit. The higher the official, the more profit-oriented."

"Yeah..." Chu Xiang raised his head and looked at the sky: "I didn't want them to understand and be grateful at the beginning, and I shouldn't expect too much now."

Fakong smiled and said: "My lord, aren't you pursuing a clear conscience? Why bother thinking about others."

"Yes." Chu Xiang nodded slowly.

Fakong shook his head and said: "Compared to you, Prince, I am at this level..."

"Father has always been a wise man." Chu Xiang said.

Fakong smiled.

By this sentence, Chu Xiang meant that even if the emperor regarded himself as the murderer, he would not really kill him.

Fakong shook his head secretly.

He is now a first-class person, he still has magical powers, and he has the indestructible power of Vajra, but he still cannot be free.

I can't be satisfied with reaching the first level, I still have to practice the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill as soon as possible, gain merit as soon as possible, and achieve a golden body.

After achieving a golden body, the emperor would have more scruples and he would not be in such an embarrassing situation.

To achieve a golden body, if the emperor dares to wrongly accuse him, he will never give up. If he has the Diamond Temple as a drag, the emperor will not be a drag?

Once you achieve a golden body, you can be one step ahead of the emperor, and you can truly speak forcefully.

"Master, I will take my leave then." Chu Xiang said solemnly.

Dharma and emptiness are combined.

Chu Ling was baffled.

She felt that she didn't understand anything, and the two of them seemed to be playing riddles.

I asked Brother Ninth to come over with good intentions, but Brother Ninth only said a few insignificant words.

What's the use of just talking about Father's Sage, Father's Sage, and nothing else? Why don't we discuss a countermeasure?

Fortunately, Fakong had thought of so many ideas for him. When something happened to Fakong, he would only say that his father was a saint, and would not dare to say anything else. It was really disappointing!

Fakong looked at Chu Ling, smiled and said: "Your Highness, it's better not to come here in the past few days, so as not to implicate you, Your Highness, and I will be guilty of a big sin."

"What am I afraid of being implicated in?" Chu Ling said angrily: "Do you really think you have been wronged? My father will definitely think it's you?"

Fakong smiled and said, "I'm just preparing for the worst."

"I don't think so. Both you and Ninth Brother are too pessimistic. That's it. I'll go find Third Brother and ask."

"Your Highness, let's forget it." Fakong said hurriedly.

Chu Ling was puzzled.

Fakong said: "Don't tell Prince Yi again, so as not to repeat the incident of trusting Prince Yi this time."

"In this way..." Chu Ling was thoughtful.

The third brother and the sixth brother worked behind the scenes, causing all the ministers in the court to impeach the ninth brother, causing the voices in the court to become one, which aroused the vigilance and anger of the father.

The third brother and the sixth brother are currently annoyed by their father. If they plead with Fakong again at this moment, I am afraid it will be a disservice.

Father would think, Fakong is really good at dancing. He has made friends with so many powerful people. What is he going to do?

In this way, the father will be more afraid of Fakong. He originally thought that he was wronged, but seeing this, he will feel that he may not be wronged.

Thinking of this, she felt wary and said slowly: "Okay, let's not tell the third brother now."

Fakong smiled.

Chu Ling snorted: "Do you think I'm not helping you?"

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "I understand His Highness's wishes, but no one else can help with this matter."

"What does Ninth Brother mean?" Chu Ling was very curious.

Fakong smiled.

"Let's talk about it." Chu Ling said, "I will never tell anyone about it."

Fakong said: "It can only be unexpected, but cannot be explained in words."

"Hmph!" Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him: "Then I'll leave!"

Fakong Heshi smiled.

Seeing him like this, Chu Ling had no choice but to leave angrily.

Fakong paced on the lotus pond with his hands behind his back.

The sun is shining in the sky, and the bright sunshine shines on the lotus pond, bright and clear.

The originally withered lotus flower gradually regained its vitality under the influence of the divine water, and its petals stretched out again, each one bright and flawless.

Fa Kong's thoughts were flying, and suddenly there was a flash of light.

The next moment, he appeared in an alley, standing in the shadows, silently and completely integrated with the shadows.

Open your mind.

In a mansion, two middle-aged men who had come before walked straight in and came to the main hall.

In the main hall, an old man in purple robes was sitting steadily. He had white beard and eyebrows and a square face. He was looking up at the sky above the door curtain. His eyes were dim and without any light, as if he was a blind man.

After the two stepped into the main hall, they clasped their fists and saluted: "Master of the Guard."

The old man looked over and said calmly: "How?"

His dim eyes glanced at the two people, and his eyes gradually brightened, as if two oil lamps were lit from the extinguished state, and gradually became brighter, even a little burning.

"I have met this monk Fakong." The short and stocky middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "He is indeed a remarkable person."

"Hmm?"

"He doesn't look like a master yet, but I feel a strong threat from him. I'm afraid he is not inferior to a grand master." The thin middle-aged man said in a young voice: "I think he has the ability to conceal his breath, and his cultivation has concealed most of it. I'm afraid he is already a grand master."

"Grand master?" The old man frowned: "I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"Master Wei, I also think I'm wrong, but Lao Cao has the same feeling." He looked at the short and stocky middle-aged man.

He could not feel the grand master's breath of Fakong at all by sensing his breath, and could only feel that he was not yet a master.

But because of his different cultivation method, he could not only sense the breath, but also another sensing method.

This sensing method made him feel a fatal danger.

This Fakong has the ability to kill him!

Only a grand master can kill a grand master.

The solid middle-aged man nodded slowly: "I do feel that way. You know, our Qianlong Guards have a unique mind method, and our senses are the most acute, which is rare in the world."

The old man nodded slowly: "This divine monk is also a hidden first-class monk. He is so young and has a bright future."

"Yes." The thin middle-aged man nodded and said: "A grandmaster of this age is probably unprecedented and will never be seen again."

"So, he is expected to achieve Vajra?"

"I can only say that he has more hope than others." The thin middle-aged man nodded: "After all, he is unprecedented."

"It seems that the Vajra Temple will flourish again, and the Great Snow Mountain Sect will flourish again." The old man shook his head and smiled: "It is worthy of the Great Snow Mountain Sect..."

A complex look flashed in his eyes.

The two middle-aged men looked at each other and knew the reason for his complex expression.

Because the guard was born in the Great Snow Mountain Sect, but he was just a lay disciple, and was eventually expelled from the Great Snow Mountain Sect.

So, he and the Great Snow Mountain Sect are enemies.

Since the Vajra Temple belongs to the Great Snow Mountain Sect, it is also the enemy of the Lord Wei.

"Master Wei, if he is really a grandmaster, it means that he can also restrain the unique power of a grandmaster and not be sensed by others. He is the same kind of person as us. If he plots secretly and attacks, I am afraid that few people can stop him, even including the Forbidden Palace."

"So, he is very dangerous?"

"Yes."

"It seems that we have to guard against him."

"Yes."

"How can we guard against him?"

"This..." The thin middle-aged man shook his head lightly: "Master Wei, I think it is difficult to guard against him, because he has supernatural powers."

"Supernatural power?"

"Yes." The thin middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "If he uses supernatural powers, who can stop him? If he suddenly jumps into the Forbidden Palace and kills people and leaves directly, I am afraid that even he will not know that he is the murderer."

"Is there really supernatural power?" The old man said lightly: "Do you really believe that supernatural power exists in the world?"

"I have never seen supernatural power, but it seems that this monk Fakong has a divine eye and can see the past and the future."

"Who can prove that he has such supernatural powers?"

"This..." The thin middle-aged man hesitated.

They didn't seem to have investigated whether there was really a supernatural power, but everyone else said that there was. No one seemed to be sure of it.

They all heard it from others, but they didn't know who they heard it from, so was it just a rumor?

"What does the Lord Wei mean... he doesn't have supernatural powers?"

"As far as I know, supernatural powers should not be shown to the outside world, otherwise it will hinder cultivation," the old man said indifferently: "Those who claim to have supernatural powers often don't have them, and those who really have supernatural powers often don't publicize them."

"So that's it!" The two suddenly realized.

In fact, the two were half-believing and half-doubting.

They were skeptical at first, but seeing so many people believe it without a doubt that Master Fakong has great supernatural powers, they gradually believed it a little.

If Master Fakong is really a liar, he can deceive one or two people, but can he deceive thousands of people?

The emperor even gave him the title of Dharma and wrote a plaque on his forehead, which is the strongest amulet.

If it weren't for this, they would have arrested him directly, arrested him first and then interrogated him slowly to prevent him from escaping.

"So, he deliberately said he had supernatural powers, and even let people guess that he had supernatural powers, thinking that he was intimidating and creating a deterrent."

"It's very likely."

"He's quite cunning, leaving a way out for himself in advance." The old man shook his head: "Then do you think it's him?"

"...It shouldn't be." The thin middle-aged man shook his head and looked at the short middle-aged man.

The short middle-aged man also shook his head: "I don't think it's him either."

"So sure? You two rarely talk like this." The old man smiled and said: "It seems that this monk is very charming."

The two smiled embarrassedly.

They also felt strange, as if they believed in Fakong inexplicably, which was also a strange intuition.

"Okay, let's see the results of others." The old man waved his hand.

"Yes, we'll leave."

"Go."

Fakong stood in the alley and smiled slightly.

The two were so sure, but it was due to their own Void Fetal Breathing Sutra, a kind of mental power.

Through the silent illusion, I silently influenced their judgment. Now it seems that even though they are so strong, they are still affected by my illusion.

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