Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong was filled with emotion.

He did not expect to encounter such an opportunity. This was a rare adventure.

He focused his mind on the treasure tower in the void of his mind.

It slowly rotated in the void, emitting a mysterious luster.

Although it remained in the void of his mind, Fakong felt that he did not understand it and only knew a little about its effects.

He was not in a hurry. This required future use to slowly discover it, and he should not be too impatient.

The mind's eye opened again.

The coverage of the mind's eye suddenly expanded and reached a radius of six kilometers.

Unfortunately, six kilometers still could not directly cover the Dayan Temple.

There were two ways to see their situation, either the clairvoyance or moving the position, like before.

He used the clairvoyance to look over.

Jingfan disappeared again and then appeared in the cave.

"Who!"

The roar was like thunder.

Jingfan was furious.

The secret that he had kept hidden, even his master hadn't told him, his biggest trump card and confidence, the inheritance of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra, was actually stolen.

After roaring, he suddenly calmed down, frowned and looked around, shook his head and murmured: "Impossible! Impossible..."

The cave was hidden very well by himself, and it was impossible to find it from the outside.

Moreover, there was no trace of forced opening.

What's more, the secret mark he left was not destroyed. If someone came in, they would definitely destroy the secret mark he left.

This means that no one came in.

Otherwise, the person who came in would be too scary.

How did the inheritance of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra disappear?

How did the Buddha statue disappear?

How did the wheel of reincarnation disappear?

Did it disappear without a trace?

Or did it disappear by itself?

He stood in the empty cave, his face uncertain.

He gritted his teeth and was extremely angry.

His most precious thing was taken away, his heart was broken, his chest was blocked, he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to kill someone.

Then he thought it was impossible.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was impossible for someone in the world to come here so silently and without leaving any trace, and take away the Buddha statue and compass.

Because he had tried it before, and the Buddha statue was heavier than a mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it even a little bit.

If someone else wanted to move it, how could they not leave even a footprint?

So, it is very likely that the Buddha statue disappeared by itself. It has completed the inheritance mission and completely disappeared from the world.

In this world, only he knows the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra.

From then on, the task of promoting the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sutra was handed over to him.

When he thought of this, he took a long breath and his face recovered.

But he still felt regretful and dissatisfied in his heart.

His heavenly eye has not yet condensed. If he stays for a while and comes five or six more times, he may be able to condense it.

Once the heavenly eye is formed, he will have supernatural powers, and he will not be inferior to the so-called divine monk Fakong.

Thinking of Fakong, his face darkened again.

Fakong, this guy, actually cured those princesses. The fruit trees he planted were picked by Fakong.

He worked hard but ended up doing a wedding dress for Fakong.

Fakong took advantage of him, but he was punished!

This is the most unfair thing in the world. He must find a way to kill Fakong to vent his anger.

His heart was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes flashed with cold light.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, he wanted to kill him.

He shook his head. He accidentally ruined his good deeds, and this brought him a disaster of death?

This Jingfan has such a strong murderous nature. Should he kill him in advance?

Fakong thought for a while.

Since the other party wants to kill him, how can he wait for him to kill him? Just kill him directly.

Jingfan's current cultivation is not worth mentioning, and it is easy to kill him.

As soon as he had the murderous intent, he was suddenly stunned.

He suddenly found that the Samsara Treasure Tower was absorbing Jingfan's power.

The power absorbed by the Samsara Treasure Tower was in turn injected into the Medicine Buddha statue, strengthening it.

This made Fakong overjoyed.

The Medicine Buddha statue is now his Dharma body. He has been practicing the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra, but his progress is slow.

Especially the Controlling Technique, which is even more difficult.

At his current stage, he has reached the top of the ladder, and the difficulty of going further is far beyond imagination.

He has now created a love-asking knife by integrating various methods. It is indeed extraordinary, but the distance and power are limited.

If the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra can be further improved, the power of the love-asking knife will be greatly improved. If it is practiced to the extreme, it can even kill people from several miles away. This is the real means.

He does not covet killing people from thousands of miles away, as long as the range of the heart and eyes is the attack range of the love-asking knife.

The Samsara Treasure Tower strengthens the Medicine Buddha, which is to strengthen his Dharma body, which is tantamount to strengthening the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra.

He could already feel that his spiritual power was purer and stronger, and the love sword was more like a finger, easier to use, faster, and more powerful.

For a moment, he couldn't bear to kill Jingfan.

He decided to let Jingfan live well and continuously supply him with strength.

To a certain extent, he was now his own believer.

The believers provided him with the power of faith to perform magical powers and the Great Wish Mantra, and Jingfan provided him with spiritual power to improve the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra.

He looked at the Qianlongwei Mansion.

Qianlongwei Mansion

Feng Chaoling looked at the two middle-aged men and shook his head and said, "Did you really find it?"

"Guardian, Master Fakong is indeed very powerful, and the murderer is Jingfan," the tall middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "He has outstanding lightness skills..."

"Escaped?"

"...Yes."

"You really made our Qianlong Guard proud!" Feng Chaoling snorted.

The two were embarrassed.

They really had nothing to say.

Two great masters were forced to escape from their eyes by a master, what else can they say? Besides, everything else is just an excuse, which is even more shameless.

Feng Chaoling said: "Is Da Yan Temple sealed?"

"This..."

"Well, you are too soft-hearted and embarrassed to seal it?" Feng Chaoling shook his head: "You shouldn't have been sent."

The two were even more embarrassed.

They also knew that this was a great achievement, and the guard leader rewarded them for detecting the breath.

But in the end, they made such a mess, and the Qianlong Guard really lost face.

Now ask the disciples of Da Yan Temple, are you afraid of Qianlong Guard?

I'm afraid no one is afraid.

"Come here!" Feng Chaoling shouted in a deep voice.

"Master Guardian!" The tall middle-aged man hurriedly said, "It's too late now. Jing Fan has already escaped without a trace. It's useless to seal off the Great Yan Temple."

"Then don't seal it?" Feng Chaoling snorted and said coldly, "Being soft-hearted will lead to mistakes!"

Two ordinary-looking men stepped in and saluted with fists: "Master Guardian."

"Take people to seal off the Great Yan Temple, then collect Jing Fan's belongings, catch up with him, and capture him."

"Yes!" The two men clasped their fists and turned away.

"Master Guardian..."

"You two want to go too?"

"The Heavenly Secret Soul Searching Instrument is still with us."

"Then you go."

"Yes!"

Fakong seemed to be thinking about something.

"Lin Feiyang."

"Here." Lin Feiyang appeared in front of him.

Fakong said, "Follow this man, don't let him die, save him at the critical moment."

As he spoke, he performed the initiation method on Lin Feiyang, and passed Jing Fan's appearance and location to Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang closed his eyes for a moment, opened them, and smiled, "This little monk is a handsome man."

"He is a powerful person, who has had a great adventure and a bright future." Fakong said.

"Did he offend the abbot?"

"We have to be on guard against him, but don't let him die."

"...Too complicated, will I follow him and let the Qianlong Guard catch him, or not catch him?"

Fakong said, "Let it go, just watch and don't let him get killed."

"Okay." Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

Fakong retracted his mind's eye, closed his eyes, completely shut down his perception, and fell into a deep rest.

This time of using the clairvoyance and mind's eye, he felt tired.

He didn't know how long he had been in the deepest rest, and heard Yuandeng's report that Young Master Li had arrived.

Fakong opened his eyes and Li Ying had already entered the small courtyard.

She came in the sunset's colorful clouds and a faint fragrance, and she bowed with ten fingers together, and sat lightly opposite him.

Fakong smiled: "It seems to be good news."

Li Ying was wearing a black Luo shirt, her skin was as white as snow, and her crystal-clear oval face smiled: "It is good news."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Li Ying said: "The head of the Internal Affairs Department, Bai Yutian, turned out to be a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church. It was he who ordered the investigation of you and Prince Xin."

"Then what?"

"He has been captured by the Forbidden Palace." Li Ying shook her head and said: "During this raid, Bai Yutian failed to perform the Jade Blood Transformation Technique. Hopefully, we can get some information out of him."

"That's good." Fakong said: "I can sleep well too."

Li Ying chuckled: "Master, you can't sleep well too?"

"How can there be no pressure in this kind of thing?" Fakong shook his head: "If I am really forced to leave Shenjing, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Li Ying smiled without saying anything.

According to her understanding of Fakong, Fakong would not care about whether he was embarrassed or not, and he was not that concerned about this matter.

However, she never expected that one of the chiefs of the Internal Affairs Department was actually from Kunshan Holy Church. Kunshan Holy Church is really everywhere.

"Master, you did this, right?"

"What?"

"... It seems that it was really you, Master." Li Ying smiled: "Master, how did you know that Bai Yutian was from Kunshan Holy Church?"

Fakong smiled and said nothing.

"Master, you must have a way to identify Kunshan Holy Church, right?" Li Ying asked.

Fakong smiled and said nothing.

Li Ying took a deep breath and took out a small box from her sleeve. The flat box was painted with purple lacquer.

Fakong smiled: "Another treasure of the Taoist master?"

"... Yes." Li Ying did not look embarrassed at all, as if it was her own collection: "This is a travel note, but it is a fragment."

Fakong took it and opened the box. Inside was a yellowed book.

The scorch marks showed that it fell into the fire and was partially burned by the fire.

He took it out and flipped through it, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Isn't this a Buddhist scripture?"

"It was originally an ordinary travelogue, but the author is not ordinary," Li Ying said with a smile: "So although the things recorded above are bizarre, they cannot be taken lightly."

Fakong said with a smile: "Great Freedom Heaven Demon Lord, who is this sacred person?"

He really didn't say this name.

Generally, people who write travelogues often use pseudonyms, because they will involve real events. If they don't use pseudonyms, they will cause trouble.

"A genius of a generation a thousand years ago, a great master,... the Demon Lord."

"So that's it, it's really unusual." Fakong suddenly realized.

"This demon king has amazing cultivation and is invincible in the world, so what he sees and hears is absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Although the records in this travelogue are bizarre, we cannot completely disbelieve them."

"Even if he made up this travelogue out of boredom, we cannot disbelieve it?"

"...Yes."

"Okay," Fakong nodded: "Whether it is true or not, it is indeed quite interesting."