Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He has been studying the Little Western Paradise for too long, whether through the Wheel of Time Tower or in reality, he has been constantly studying it.

Originally, he thought it would be very difficult to build it.

He never expected to encounter the Soul-Suppressing Pillar.

The existence of the Soul-Suppressing Pillar made the establishment of the Little Western Paradise hundreds of times easier and its power hundreds of times greater.

The Little Western Paradise has just been established and does not have enough faith to expand. Once it has enough faith, it can expand little by little.

His plan is to incorporate the entire Shenjing into the Little Western Paradise.

In this way, living in the Little Western Paradise is no different from living in Shenjing.

Others can't even tell whether they are people in the Little Western Paradise or people in reality.

The truth is not false, and the virtual and the real are one.

This is his ideal Little Western Paradise.

His current faith is already vast and magnificent, but with the Little Western Paradise, the more faith the better.

The current vastness is far from enough.

Fakong stood in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, feeling the wonderful feeling of the void and himself being one. He was the void, he was everything, everything was himself, and the void was his own void.

He had this feeling when he first entered the Baoqi Realm, the Liangyi Realm, and the Sixiang Realm.

But it was not as clear and profound as this time.

At that time, he could control the breath of the surrounding void, just like his own Gangqi.

But now, he controlled not only the breath, but everything, including the ground, stones, stone tables, houses, air, the Buddha statues of the Vajra Temple, all buildings, and the water in the release pond.

This feeling seemed as if everything was a part of his body, and he could control and feel it at any time.

From then on, the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple was his own world, and he was the master and god of this world.

Is this the Buddha Kingdom?

Fakong seemed to have realized something, and the strange taste was hard to describe.

Inexplicably, the Sixiang Realm has been perfected.

The key to the Five Elements Palm came to his mind, so he moved his body lightly and began to practice the Five Elements Palm.

His palms slowly changed color, from red to yellow, to green, then to blue, and then to white, and then repeated.

After several cycles, his palms suddenly became crystal clear, as if they were carved from crystal, shining all over.

He stopped his palms and smiled.

He had already entered the Five Elements Realm.

The difficulty of promoting the Four Symbols Realm was beyond imagination. If it weren't for the construction of the Little Western Paradise this time, his understanding of the world would have become too profound, and there would be no hope of completing the Four Symbols Realm within ten years.

The Five Elements Realm, I don't know how far it is from Emperor Chu Xiong.

When footsteps sounded, he didn't even use his mind to know that Chu Ling was here.

Chu Ling, dressed in white, stepped lightly into the courtyard and glared at him: "Monk, are you going to cheat?"

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Chu Lingyu blushed and glared at him angrily: "Didn't you accept the imperial edict and agree to be the abbot of Yuanming Temple?"

Fakong nodded.

Chu Ling said: "Why don't you go to Yuanming Temple?"

"It happens that I have to go there today, so let's have dinner."

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look, and I haven't had breakfast either."

Yuanming Temple is located next to the Forbidden Palace.

This was originally a prince's mansion, which was later demolished and turned into this Yuanming Temple. The temple is separated from the Forbidden Palace by only a wall. Once you climb over the wall, you will reach the Forbidden Palace.

Yuanming Temple is not big, about the same size as the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.

Fakong and Chu Ling came to Yuanming Temple, looked at the two lush ancient pines, and glanced at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling said: "This is the work of the Palace God's Palace Supervisor. It is said that it was obtained from the deep mountains. Fortunately, it was watered with divine water so that it could survive."

Fakong shook his head: "They are not from the secular world, but they have to be forced to move here."

"How do you know they don't like the secular world?" Chu Ling said: "They have been in the deep mountains for so long, it's time to change the environment and appreciate the prosperity of the secular world."

"If a tree is moved, it will die, but if a person is moved, he will live." Fakong shook his head: "This is no different from killing them, it's really messy."

"Don't worry, with the divine water, they won't die." Chu Ling smiled and said, "Shall we go in?"

Fakong looked around and shook his head, saying, "It's too deliberate. A new temple is a new temple with a new look. Why do you have to pretend to be an ancient temple..."

"Ancient temples are more peaceful." Chu Ling said, "This is my idea, isn't it good?"

"It's always inappropriate to go against nature and the movement of heaven and earth." Fakong shook his head and said, "It can deceive people for a while, but it's not conducive to practice."

"What should we do?" Chu Ling said, "Should we restore the original new look? That will be troublesome again."

Fakong looked at her.

"Okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have made the decision on my own." Chu Ling said hurriedly, "Didn't you want to be the abbot at that time, so I have to make the decision."

Fakong shook his head and walked in.

The vermilion temple door slowly opened, and it was four young eunuchs.

They were dressed in purple robes, with handsome and elegant looks. They all had a peaceful expression and excellent manners. Fakong couldn't find any fault with them.

"They are here to help clean up." Chu Ling said, "They are affiliated with the Divine Palace Supervisor. If you don't like it, just change people."

Fakong nodded, said nothing more, and walked in.

After entering the gate, there was a screen wall with a word "Buddha" written on it, which was written by Chu Xiong.

Fakong turned around the screen wall, and his eyes suddenly opened up, and a fresh breath hit him.

In front of me is a lotus pond.

The water in the pool is clear, and there are clusters of fish chasing each other in the water.

On the lotus pond, the cloisters are crisscrossed, and above the cloisters, there are five small pavilions in the east, west, south, and north, with different architectural styles.

The lotus pond is square, more than 200 meters long. When you walk through the lotus pond, you will see the Mahavira Hall at the end and the Galan Hall on both sides.

Fakong smiled.

This layout is similar to the one in front of the Sutra Pavilion. He likes the lotus pond very much, especially looking at the swimming fish below and feeling the carefree feeling.

Chu Ling said proudly: "How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

"Not bad." Fakong nodded.

Chu Ling smiled and said: "It is modeled after the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, but it can't be exactly the same, fresh and familiar at the same time, right?"

Fakong looked her over.

Chu Ling said: "Not satisfied?"

Fakong shook his head and said, "You are very talented in the study of architecture."

"That's right." Chu Ling said proudly.

Most of the Yuanming Temple was built according to her designs. The key was the support of the Empress Dowager and the Empress. Chu Xiong didn't bother to say more.

Anyway, it was built for them to worship Buddha.

As long as they were satisfied and liked, Chu Xiong didn't care.

They walked along the corridor to the Main Hall and the Galan Hall. There was nothing new and ordinary inside.

Then we went to the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion at the back, the abbot's courtyard, and the guest rooms.

Seeing the abbot's courtyard, Fakong thought he had returned to his own courtyard in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple. The layout was the same.

Chu Ling smiled proudly.

Fakong shook his head and said no more.

No wonder Chu Ling kept pestering him to become the abbot.

After seeing this, I felt that if I didn't take over as the abbot, I would be sorry for Chu Ling's hard work.

"You, the abbot, save the most trouble." Chu Ling said: "Normally, you don't have to stay here all the time. You can only come here when the imperial grandmother and the queen come."

Fa Kong nodded.

Yuanming Temple was originally a temple for them. When they come, they can just come and receive them.

If they don't come, he doesn't have to be here.

"I will tell you in advance which day the Queen Mother and the others will come." Chu Ling said, "They cannot leave the palace all day long."

Fakong nodded and said nothing.

Fakong came to his house and took a look. The layout inside was almost the same, even the beds were the same.

When he came here, it was no different than staying in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.

The two of them left the abbot's courtyard and walked slowly outside. They stopped on the lotus pond and sighed. Chu Ling shook her head and said, "That woman will enter the palace soon."

Fa Kong knew she was referring to Leng Feiqiong.

"Once she enters the palace, I'm afraid..." Chu Ling shook her head gently: "I gradually understood why my mother wanted to build this Yuanming Temple."

Of course Fakong understands.

Chu Ling looked at him.

Fakong said: "Once Leng Feiqiong enters the palace, he will quickly control the entire harem. There will be no place for the queen?"

Chu Ling nodded slightly and then sneered.

Fakong waved his hand to interrupt her: "Be careful what you say!"

Chu Ling snorted and closed her mouth.

She really wanted to mutter something, complaining that her father was too ruthless and forgot about the old one when there was a new one.

Leng Feiqiong was proud, but the queen mother was disappointed.

His father only thought about how Leng Feiqiong had lived alone in the Tianhai Sword Sect all these years and could not stay together with his father, but he never thought about the relationship his mother had with him over the years.

It's so unfair to only see the new ones smiling but not the old ones crying.

The more annoyed and angry she became, the more she wanted Fa Kong to become the abbot of Yuanming Temple. The queen mother admired Fa Kong and had him as abbot, the queen mother would be more comforted and happy.

A little more joy is also good.

"Love and love in this world are like passing clouds. They are originally destined to be scattered and impermanent. If you insist on keeping them by force, you are asking for trouble."

"It's easy to say." Chu Ling snorted.

Fakong nodded: "So less love means less worries and more happiness."

"It's better to keep these words to persuade the Queen Mother." Chu Ling said.

She immediately said: "I heard that the third brother actually married a concubine in Dayong? She is also a girl from Dayong."

Fakong nodded.

Chu Ling sneered.

Fakong shook his head, Chu Ling had been greatly stimulated recently.

Chu Ling snorted: "So I say that men are always fond of the new and dislike the old. They all fall in love with one when they meet. It's really unreliable."

Fa Kong changed the topic and stopped talking about it. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly turned around and looked over.

Chu Ling looked at him inexplicably.

Fakong shook his head and said: "The emperor is here, go and greet him."

"Father?" Chu Ling said unexpectedly: "How come father is here?"

When the two came to the gate, they found that Chu Xiong, accompanied by two chamberlains, came to Yuanming Temple alone.

Fa Kong came forward to tithe.

Chu Ling also wore 製衽 as a gift.

Chu Xiong waved his hands and kept walking forward.

When he came to sit in a small pavilion on the lotus pond, Chu Xiong said: "Fakong, sit down."

Fa Kong carefully sensed the gap between himself and Chu Xiong, bowed again, and sat down on the stone table opposite him.

Chu Ling asked curiously: "Father, why are you here?"

"I just happened to have something to do with Fakong." Chu Xiong said.

A middle-aged man came over to serve tea.

Chu Xiong took a sip and did not speak in a hurry.