Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Not here?" Zhao Guangfei's face changed slightly.

Yuandeng nodded and said with a smile: "But the abbot said that he will be back soon."

"How soon?"

"Two days."

"Two! Days!" Zhao Guangfei's face darkened.

If it takes two days, forget it.

It can't be counted on.

"Si Cheng..." A young man in a black robe frowned and said: "Are we going to the Vajra Temple?"

"It takes a day to go back and forth!" Zhao Guangfei snorted and said: "One day, can it be in time?"

"Master Fakong has magical powers."

"Why not go there?"

"..." Zhao Guangfei's face was solemn and he was silent.

"From the Southern Supervisory Department?" Lin Feiyang's voice suddenly sounded.

He appeared beside Yuandeng, carrying a person, and looked at Zhao Guangfei and the other two coldly, his eyes like lightning.

The three people's faces suddenly became stern, and they felt the oppression of the great master, as if a mountain was pressing on their heads, and they would be crushed into powder at any time.

"From the Southern Supervisory Department?" Lin Feiyang asked again, his tone full of impatience.

Zhao Guangfei took a deep breath, forced himself not to retreat, and clasped his fists: "Southern Supervisory Department East Secretary, Zhao Guangfei, are you Mr. Lin?"

They had a deep understanding of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

The temple was full of monks, except for the three young ones, and there was one who was not a monk, but the attendant of the abbot Fakong, Lin Feiyang.

Never expected that this attendant Lin Feiyang was actually a grandmaster!

Lin Feiyang threw the person in his hand and said: "The abbot has already ordered before leaving, this is the person you are looking for!"

"Bang!" The man fell firmly at Zhao Guangfei's feet, facing up to the sky, grinning in pain.

But it was a young man with a red face like a drunk, a pretty face, and a pleasing appearance.

Zhao Guangfei glanced down and looked at Lin Feiyang in confusion.

Lin Feiyang snorted, "What a bunch of fools! Aren't you looking for him?"

"This..." Zhao Guangfei hesitated.

No matter how arrogant he was, he was only to his peers or those who were not as good as him in martial arts. When facing the Grandmaster, his momentum was inexplicably lower, and he spoke carefully and politely.

The other two black-robed young men were the same. They were suppressed by Lin Feiyang's momentum and shrank back, not daring to breathe.

Lin Feiyang said impatiently, "Aren't you looking for this rapist?"

"Rapist? Ah, that's right!" Zhao Guangfei nodded hurriedly and said in surprise, "Master, he...?"

"The abbot needs a price to use his magical powers. Your Prince Duan should know that this time the abbot is congratulating the establishment of the Southern Supervisory Office and sending a gift." Lin Feiyang looked straight at Zhao Guangfei.

Zhao Guangfei nodded hurriedly, "Thank you, Master."

Before he came to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, he was very dissatisfied and felt that half of Fakong's reputation was exaggerated.

Moreover, no matter how powerful the magical powers and Buddhist mantras are, what does it matter?

In front of him, he can kill them with one sword.

At this time, facing Lin Feiyang, the previous arrogance disappeared without a trace, and he spoke completely differently, as if he had changed into a different person.

Lin Feiyang stared at them straight and waved his hand.

"...Ah, yes, then Mr. Lin, we will take our leave, thank you very much." Zhao Guangfei came to his senses, nodded hurriedly, saluted with his fists, bent down to pick up the handsome young man, and stepped back to leave.

Lin Feiyang stared at them straight, as if he would teach them a lesson at any time, making them uneasy and at a loss.

Yuan Deng laughed and said, "Xiao Lin, you scared them."

"Humph, you want to scare them, do you think our Vajra Temple is a place that anyone can enter?" Lin Feiyang snorted disdainfully: "You are worse than shit, and you dare to put on airs!"

Yuan Deng laughed: "They are young and arrogant, and they don't know how high the world is. There is no need to compare them."

"If they don't know how high the world is, then tell them how high the world is!" Lin Feiyang snorted: "Can a random little Si Cheng ask for help?"

Yuan Deng nodded and said, "That's true, but now the Southern Supervisory Department is so powerful that it is indeed not appropriate to force it."

"If it wasn't because of the rapist, if it was something else, the abbot would not bother to pay attention." Lin Feiyang curled his lips.

——

Zhao Guangfei held the red-faced young man and suddenly threw his hand.

"Bang" the red-faced young man hit the wall, and immediately grinned, with pain on his face.

But he didn't dare to glare, so he could only act pitiful.

"Hold him!" Zhao Guangfei snorted.

The two black-robed youths looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

They had been offended in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and wanted to vent their anger.

A black-robed youth mentioned the red-faced youth and whispered: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lin was a grandmaster. It seems that the intelligence we got didn't include this!"

"Indeed, there wasn't." Another black-robed youth nodded hurriedly: "These guys, did they do it on purpose?"

"It's possible that they didn't know." The black-robed youth who was holding the red-faced youth said: "After all, the grandmaster wouldn't just casually show off his aura, so it's normal that they don't know."

"It's okay for ordinary people not to know, but they are responsible for intelligence, and it's such an important place as the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, but they didn't know. This is really..."

"Si Cheng, this Master Fakong is not simple. He knew it before we said it."

"He can predict the future, and he really has supernatural powers. And he caught this rapist so quickly, which is also great."

"But this Master Fakong sent his attendants..." The two black-robed youths looked helpless.

They say that it's easy to see the King of Hell, but hard to deal with little ghosts.

It's absolutely true.

Zhao Guangfei said coldly: "Letting Mr. Lin come out is to warn us not to push our luck. He said he has returned to the Vajra Temple to tell us that we may not be able to find him next time. We can't see him whenever we want. He said that supernatural powers require a price. This time is a gift, but there will be no next time. If you want to ask him for help again, then show your sincerity. Humph!"

Although he is arrogant, he is also very smart and sharp.

"So that's it!" The two black-robed young men suddenly realized and looked at Zhao Guangfei with admiration: "Si Cheng is still amazing!"

Their words were not all flattery, and they were not praising him to make him happy. They really didn't think so much.

They just thought Fa Kong was amazing and his supernatural powers were amazing.

I didn't think about these hidden words and these deep intentions.

I can only sigh that people are really different. I didn't understand the same few words, but Si Cheng could hear so many hidden meanings.

Zhao Guangfei heard that they were sincere and felt very happy. He snorted and said, "Stay away from the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple in the future."

"Si Cheng, what do you mean?" The two of them asked curiously.

The red-faced young man who had been silent said, "That guy's body movements are too strange, and his speed is too fast, faster than me. Of course you have to be careful, otherwise, it's no different to crush you like killing an ant."

"Bang!" Zhao Guangfei kicked him and kicked him away.

The red-faced young man flew two meters, hit the wall, and slowly slid down. Blood was oozing from the left corner of his mouth.

This kick vented most of the pent-up anger tonight.

The red-faced young man shook his head and smiled bitterly, lowered his head and stopped talking, pretending to be unconscious.

"Pretending to be dead?" Zhao Guangfei was even more angry and was about to kick again, but was quickly hugged by a young man in a black robe: "Si Cheng, Si Cheng, don't kill him, you still have to report."

Looking at this posture, another kick might kill this rapist.

If there is no evidence, the merit will become a joke.

Will the second battle of the Southern Supervisory Department become a joke again? If it really becomes a big joke, he and others will become a joke.

Zhao Guangfei glared at the red-faced young man coldly and said coldly: "The rapist deserves to die, he is not worthy of being a human being!"

The red-faced young man said helplessly: "I am not a rapist."

"You are not a rapist?" Zhao Guangfei sneered: "Did Master Fakong catch the wrong person?"

"Indeed, he caught the wrong person." The red-faced young man nodded hurriedly: "I was caught inexplicably, and he must have caught someone casually to deal with you."

"If you don't say this, it may be a mistake." Zhao Guangfei said coldly: "Now, it's you!"

"You..." The red-faced young man hurriedly said: "What do you mean?"

"You have been provoking the relationship between us. What do you want to do? If you really made a mistake, you are not like this!" Zhao Guangfei glanced at him: "Do you think we are stupid and easy to deceive?"

The red-faced young man sighed, knowing that it would be difficult for him to get away.

This guy has a bad temper, but he is very smart.

"Tell me, how many evil things have you done, how many women have you ruined?"

"I'm really not a lecher..."

"Bang!" Zhao Guangfei kicked again.

"Cough cough... I haven't finished talking yet." The red-faced young man flew up, hit the wall and slowly slid down, coughing twice, and a stream of blood gushed out of the left corner of his mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense, speak quickly!" Zhao Guangfei said coldly.

"I was forced by martial arts. I practiced the Yang Heart Method, and I couldn't control the Yang fire burning my body. I could only adopt the Yin Qi of women to neutralize it." The red-faced young man hurriedly said: "If I can get through this level, my magical power will be perfect!... Then I can work for you, how about it?"

"Hey!" Zhao Guangfei turned and left.

This guy is the one he was looking for!

A black-robed young man stepped forward and sealed the red-faced young man's acupuncture points, picked him up and followed Zhao Guangfei to Dongcheng.

——

Fakong appeared in the Medicine Valley of Vajra Temple.

A bright moon hung in the night sky.

Fakong stood in the pavilion, with his hands behind his back, staring at the cool and clear lake water. The fish below had sunk to the bottom of the lake.

He exhaled slowly.

"Woo..." It was like the sound of a strong wind blowing through the valley, and like the sound of a bamboo flute.

He inhaled slowly again.

"Hiss!" It was like the sound of a balloon deflation.

He exhaled and inhaled, and exhaled and inhaled again. The sound became louder and louder. It seemed as if a strong wind had entered the valley and was whistling throughout the valley.

The spiritual medicine in the medicine garden was undulating, the flowers on the stone wall were swaying, and the green grass by the lake was also undulating slightly.

The night lights hanging in the air were shaking violently.

Several figures floated in from the mouth of the valley.

They were all dressed in gray monk robes, with shiny heads, shining in the moonlight.

They were the disciples stationed at the Vajra Temple, a total of six people.

They discovered the strange scene here during their night patrol. When they saw Fakong standing in the pavilion breathing, they stopped and pressed against the wall. They did not disturb him, but they were really curious about what he was doing.

The violent movement slowly subsided, the strong wind turned into a breeze, a light breeze, and finally completely calm.

Fakong opened his eyes, calm and clear, and bowed to the six monks.

The six monks bowed in return, turned around and floated away.

Fakong smiled.

He flashed and appeared outside his house.

This step was close to the divine footwork, but it was not the divine footwork, just an ordinary light skill, but it was because he had already entered the Qi holding state.