Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong glanced at her calmly.

Xu Qingluo shut up.

Fakong looked up at the sky: "Let's enter the city tonight."

Chu Ling looked at him puzzledly, then looked at the woods, indicating how to deal with those people.

Fakong smiled and shook his head, stood up and stepped onto the treetops, and walked slowly towards the direction of Shenjing City.

Chu Ling was very puzzled why he didn't just kill those people first, but since Fakong insisted on leaving, he could only follow him.

Xu Qingluo and the others could only follow him.

She smiled and glanced at Chu Ling.

When they arrived outside Shenjing City, the city gate had been closed long ago, and they climbed over a ten-foot-high wall from one place.

Once they entered the city, it was like entering another world.

In Shenjing City, strings of lanterns were hung high, illuminating the entire street and alleys, like a city that never sleeps.

At night in Shenjing City, there were more than ten times more pedestrians than during the day, and it was extremely lively.

People go out of town or work or do other things during the day to support their families, and they can relax at night.

Walking in the endless stream of people, they seem to have come to another world, and everything before seems like a dream.

Slowly and leisurely came to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, Yuansheng opened the door and coldly bowed.

Everyone entered the courtyard, and Chu Ling was not in a hurry to leave. Xu Qingluo pulled him to the Pagoda Garden to continue chatting.

Now the Pagoda Garden has been transformed by them.

There is a small pavilion next to the martial arts training ground.

Fakong sat alone in his yard, drinking while holding the pure bottle to watch, carefully experiencing its charm and exploring its inside.

He has never given up, and he has not seen the wonders, and he is itching.

It is not appropriate to show it outside for a while, so he can only suppress his itch. Once he comes back, he can't wait to see it.

At this time, in the secret place in Shenjing City, a series of fights are going on, either dead or injured, and it is extremely tragic.

The streets of Shenjing City were bustling and noisy, with singing and dancing.

While he was looking at the Jingping, his mind opened up the area within a radius of ten miles, and everything was presented in his eyes.

He saw the fighting, but his heart was calm and unperturbed.

Both gangs were wearing black clothes, but one gang covered their faces with black scarves, while the other gang wore red cloaks, which looked very impressive.

But often the dead or seriously injured were the people in the red cloaks, the Southern Guards.

Fakong could see the faces under these black scarves and knew that they were from the Green Internal Division.

Now there is only the Green Division.

However, the Green Division is still called the Internal and External Divisions, and the old name is more popular, and it also carries their nostalgia and yearning.

They hope that the Green Division can restore its former glory and strength, and still have the Internal Division and the External Division, which are in charge of the internal and external.

Instead of being squeezed out by the Southern Supervisory Division, being forced to be responsible for foreign enemies and losing the power of the Internal Division.

They acted viciously, firstly because they were angry that the Southern Supervisory Department dared to retaliate against them.

In their eyes, the people of the Southern Supervisory Department were not presentable and not worth mentioning, but they dared to retaliate so boldly, simply seeking death.

Secondly, they were venting their anger at losing power.

Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash: "Abbot, it has been solved, and all their martial arts have been abolished."

Fakong nodded.

"I found out." Lin Feiyang said: "The one who ordered them was a small temple, Xiong Ruo Temple."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Lin Feiyang said: "I have visited Xiongruo Temple. It is indeed a small temple, and there are no top masters or grandmasters."

Fakong said: "Why do you want to assassinate me?"

"Because the elder of Xiongruo Temple, Monk Mingyuan, is a great doctor and a great monk."

"Are there no pilgrims now?"

"There are still some, but they are far less than before." Lin Feiyang said: "I have inquired. In the past, Xiongruo Temple was very prosperous, but now it is not even one tenth of the past."

Fakong nodded.

Lin Feiyang sighed: "People..., they really like new things and hate old things. They are too utilitarian. With our Vajra Temple Outer Court, Xiongruo Temple was thrown aside and all the kindness in the past was forgotten. It's chilling!"

So people are the most hateful.

It's better to save a dog than to save a person!

Fakong smiled.

Human nature is like this, there is nothing we can do, we can only follow human nature, don't ask too much of others, it's the same for ourselves.

"Just because of this?" Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang said yes.

"Didn't you check if there are any people behind Xiong Ruo Temple?"

"Behind..." Lin Feiyang thought for a while and shook his head: "It seems that there is no one following? ... Then let me take a look?"

Fakong nodded: "You may not know that there was another group of people five miles away at that time."

"Huh?" Lin Feiyang was surprised.

Fakong said: "There are a total of sixteen guards of the Southern Supervisory Department."

Lin Feiyang was puzzled: "The Southern Supervisory Department is also going to ambush us? Or is the Southern Supervisory Department chasing them?"

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang occasionally has a flash of inspiration and becomes very smart, but most of the time he is not smart enough.

Lin Feiyang looked at him puzzledly.

Fakong said, "If it wasn't for Junior Brother Faning's aura of a great master, and if you hadn't been so quick that they didn't get angry, then think about what would happen next?"

"Next..." Lin Feiyang said as he thought, "They would rush over and be beaten up by us."

"What about the Southern Supervisory Office?"

"They? Are they just there by chance?"

"I never believe in coincidences." Fakong put down the bottle: "Think about it again, what else is possible?"

Lin Feiyang scratched his head.

There was really nothing he could do about such a mind-numbing matter: "Abbot, please stop showing off."

"After they took action, they were severely beaten by us, and then the Southern Supervision Division would appear and take the opportunity to punish us."

"Ha!" Lin Feiyang laughed and shook his head: "No way, no way!"

"Why is it impossible?" Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang smiled and said: "Abbott, you are a sacred monk, and you have the title of Dharma Master. They don't have the right to punish sins, right?"

"They have no power." Fakong shook his head: "But who can prove that I am Fakong? Is the Dharma Master?... Even if they take out the jade certificate, they can claim that they don't recognize it and don't think it is true."

Lin Feiyang hesitated: "Then..."

"If resistance is what they want, their most likely goal is to anger me and stimulate me to attack Nan Siwei, so that they can be justified."

"this……"

"If I didn't resist and were taken to the Southern Supervision Department, they would have become famous, which might have achieved another goal."

"You are stepping on the abbot's name to Yangnan Supervision Department, so that everyone knows the strictness of the Southern Supervision Department!" Lin Feiyang lowered his face gloomily and sneered: "It's so despicable and your calculations are so precise... too It’s so fucking annoying!”

He thought about it gloomily, then hesitated: "Abbott, are you overthinking it?"

Lin Feiyang felt that the Southern Supervision Department did not dare to do this.

Fakong smiled: "I hope I'm overthinking it. Don't think too highly of me. In the eyes of the court, I, a divine monk, am not that important."

"Aren't they afraid that they will get seriously ill?" Lin Feiyang felt that Fakong thought of him too lightly.

Everyone will be born, old, sick and die, not to mention ordinary people, even great masters will get sick when they should be sick, and more importantly, they will be injured.

Who dares to say that he is not injured?

The Grand Master is more afraid of death.

Fakong shook his head: "You are given an order, how can I disobey it? The power of the imperial court is not something we can resist."

As long as the Vajra Temple is in Daqian, then he is a subject of Daqian.

You are free within a certain range, but when it comes to real big things, you still have to obey orders.

Lin Feiyang frowned and hummed: "Abbott, are they still outside the city? I'll go take care of them!"

Fakong shook his head: "They are also acting under orders."

"By whose order?"

"You want to ask?" Fakong smiled: "This matter is not urgent. There are many ways to deal with them, but we can't follow their way, just in case someone is waiting for us to take action."

"...No way?" Lin Feiyang scratched his head.

He felt that his brain was really not enough.

No matter how hard you think about it, you can't think of so many twists and turns.

For me, there is no need to think so much, just kill. If killing one is not enough, kill a few more. Depending on their courage, you will kill more people.

Fakong said: "Wait for now, don't be in a hurry, let's take a look at the heels of Xiongruo Temple first."

"Okay." Lin Feiyang nodded quickly and disappeared in a flash.

He felt that if he didn't leave, his head would be spinning and he would explode.

"Xiao Qingluo, why do you think your master suddenly ran back? Those guys' martial arts are still alive!" Chu Ling said dissatisfied.

Xu Qingluo said in surprise: "Sister Chu, you can't guess?"

Chu Ling shook his head: "Who knows what your master thinks!"

"Isn't this easy to guess?" Xu Qingluo was puzzled and looked at Zhou Yu aside: "Uncle Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhou Yu nodded, indicating that it was indeed easy to guess.

Chu Ling looked at her in disbelief, then at Chu Ling, and finally at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang said: "Your Highness, I don't want you to get your hands dirty, right?"

"It's dirty..." Chu Ling suddenly realized and hummed: "So you are afraid that we will be irritated, right?"

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Master thinks that Sister Chu, you have been living in the deep palace, your heart is like a piece of white paper, and you don't want to dye it black."

"Who is a blank slate!" Chu Ling said dissatisfied: "It's not like killing people, just destroying their martial arts, what's the big deal."

Xu Qingluo said: "Sister Chu, what if they were killed by their enemies because their martial arts were disabled? Or if they were caught by their enemies, tortured and killed, would you feel that you had killed him? Would you feel guilty? "

"...It will be a little bit." Chu Ling said.

Xu Qingluo said: "Master often says that if there is a cause, there will be an effect. Killing someone is a very helpless thing. Killing someone once will hurt you a little, especially your state of mind. But if you don't kill him, it will hurt you even more. , then we can only kill him, whichever is the lesser of two evils."

"Is it really that troublesome?" Chu Ling was dubious.

"I believe in Master." Xu Qingluo said: "Practice martial arts well first. Master always thinks that my cultivation is too poor. When Master Xu comes, I must build a good foundation and then make rapid progress!"

In the early morning, Fakong and his party arrived at Guanyun Tower.

I originally felt that I was tired of the food at Guanyunlou, but after eating out these past few days, I felt very friendly and delicious when eating the food at Guanyunlou.

When they stepped into Guanyun Tower, Li Ying hadn't arrived yet.

After a while, Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai appeared, but Li Ying was not seen. Their faces were ugly, gloomy and depressed.

They titheed to the Dharma, stopped talking, and then sat down.

PS: This is the update in the morning. There are a lot of things happening every weekend. Trying to write enough words will cause the quality to drop too seriously. For quality reasons, there may be fewer updates on weekends. Please forgive me.