Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Dugu Xiaqing looked at Fakong: "Is there no other way? Do we have to kill?"

Fakong shook his head: "Unless Daqian and Dayun resolve their disputes and stop being hostile, this is not something I can decide."

"Yeah..." Dugu Xiaqing sighed.

No matter how strong she and others are, they are just martial artists. To the court, they are just masters who are worthy of fear, and their words are insignificant.

If she goes to the emperor now and tells him not to fight Daqian anymore and to call a truce between the two countries, she will probably be regarded as a spy of Daqian and will be in danger.

The same goes for Fakong.

No matter how strong he is, he is just a master of the Vajra Temple, not an important official of the court.

If she says this to the emperor of Daqian, she will probably be regarded as a secret spy of Dayun...

Even if he does not doubt this and does not punish him because of his innocent background, he will be judged as someone close to Dayun.

He will be excluded from the court and guard against him, and of course he will not listen to him.

Thinking of this, she felt powerless again.

Fakong said, "Your Highness, you must have been implicated by me and the Vajra Courtyard. It's my fault."

When Hu Yunxuan was in danger of her life, Dugu Xiaqing's first reaction was the palace, and the second was the Vajra Courtyard.

In the end, neither of them was sent there, obviously because Hu Yunxuan had specifically instructed her to do so.

She didn't go to the palace because she had a falling out with the palace, so she was emotional and extreme, and she didn't go to the Vajra Courtyard, which obviously had a reason.

Hu Yunxuan snorted, "No."

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Why did she have the idea of ​​self-destruction in her heart? It's better to solve it quietly, rather than showing off her magical powers in a big way and irritating her.

Fakong said, "Your Highness, you should go and see the Vajra Courtyard again. The Vajra Courtyard will soon become a thing of the past and will never appear again."

Dugu Xiaqing frowned and said, "Will the emperor really take action against the Vajra Courtyard?"

She felt that doing so was a bit petty and not grand enough. The Vajra Courtyard was just a temple.

More importantly, the nuns in the Vajra Courtyard have the ability to save lives. If Hu Yunxuan hadn't told her before, Hu Yunxuan would have been in the Vajra Courtyard now.

Fakong nodded.

Hu Yunxuan sighed and shook her head: "If I go, the court will take action immediately, and they will have no chance to escape."

This is also the reason why she didn't let Dugu Xiaqing send her to the Vajra Courtyard.

My father actually suspected that I had a secret relationship with Daqian and colluded with the Vajra Temple to assassinate my brother because of personal grudges!

Who does my father think of me?

Even my mother has such doubts.

When she thought of this, she felt discouraged and life was boring.

Fakong looked at Hu Yunxuan and said in a gentle voice: "Your Highness, do you think the Vajra Courtyard is so easy to attack?"

"...The secret guards of the palace will be dispatched." Hu Yunxuan looked bitter.

Although she had a clear conscience and it was not me who colluded with the Vajra Temple to assassinate my brother, now that she said this, she did have the suspicion of colluding with outsiders.

But she really couldn't watch Meng Qinghe and the others die.

Fakong shook his head: "Unless a large number of top masters are sent to attack, there is no way to do anything to them."

In the Little Western Paradise, it is difficult for them to get along well, and the palace secret guards can't do anything.

He thought: "Is it because of the eight masters of Duntian Pavilion?"

"Yes." Hu Yunxuan nodded: "This is considered to be stirring up a hornet's nest. The masters of Duntian Pavilion have a transcendent status. You shouldn't kill them."

"I didn't kill them." Fakong smiled: "They have now converted to my sect."

"Impossible!" Hu Yunxuan said decisively.

She sat up straight, staring at Fakong with bright eyes: "How could they convert to your sect?"

Fakong smiled: "Because they are more attached to life."

"I see, you are threatening them with their lives!" Hu Yunxuan suddenly realized, then frowned in confusion: "But how could they agree?"

In her mind, the masters of Duntian Pavilion are almost like immortals who are not in touch with the world.

Not to mention that they are all highly skilled, they are also very high-minded. How could they succumb to Fakong's threats?

"Maybe they are a stopgap measure to outlast me." Fakong said.

Hu Yunxuan nodded slowly.

It is possible.

These masters of Duntian Pavilion have no desires, and there should be no difference between staying in the palace and staying in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

Dugu Xiaqing shook her head and laughed.

She knew how fast Fakong was improving, and their ideas were too naive. Fakong would only become stronger and stronger.

They are not Fakong's opponents now, and they will not be in the future. They will only become more and more honest.

"Anyway, let Master Meng and the others leave quickly." Hu Yunxuan said softly.

Seeing her resolute expression, Fakong stopped forcing her: "Well, I'll tell them."

"Yeah." Hu Yunxuan looked melancholy.

The only friends she could talk to were Dugu Xiaqing and Meng Qinghe and the others.

In the Vajra Courtyard, she slept peacefully and felt calm, like a paradise on earth.

But now she was going to lose it.

She was angry and in pain, but she could do nothing about it. She felt that there was no place for her in the world.

Fakong disappeared in a flash.

Vajra Courtyard

Meng Qinghe and the other twelve were chanting sutras. Their voices gathered together, like the sound of heaven, which made people calm and peaceful.

After Fakong appeared, Meng Qinghe sensed it and floated out of the main hall and came to Fakong.

"Abbot," Meng Qinghe, wearing a white monk's robe, said softly, "Is there something wrong?"

Fakong often appears in the afternoon or evening. If he comes here at this time, he usually has something to tell him.

Fakong nodded: "The Dayun Palace is going to attack this place."

Meng Qinghe frowned.

Fakong said gently: "Withdraw from the secret passage."

"Abbot!" Meng Qinghe said hurriedly: "It's easy for us to leave, but it's hard to return."

Once we withdraw, I'm afraid there will be no chance to come back. Yunjing will completely close the door to the Vajra Courtyard and no longer allow people to come in.

Fakong said: "If you don't withdraw, you have to force it. If you confront it head-on, it will add fuel to the fire and make things worse."

"..." Meng Qinghe frowned: "Is it not possible for the prince to do that?"

Fakong shook his head: "Because here, the prince has been implicated, and she has also been assassinated by Daqian. It is not appropriate for her to be involved with this place."

Meng Qinghe turned her head to look at the Great Hall, and then looked at the surrounding halls, with a look of melancholy and reluctance.

Fakong said, "Leaving now does not mean that you will never come back. You will come back in a year or two months."

Meng Qinghe was refreshed.

Fakong said, "Go ahead. Try to leave before they come. Don't fight if you can."

"Yes!" Meng Qinghe agreed solemnly.

She turned and entered the main hall.

The chanting stopped abruptly.

After a while, the twelve women came out in a line and came to Fakong, clasping their hands together in greeting.

Fakong clasped his hands together in return and said calmly, "Temporarily withdraw from the villa and write a letter to hang outside, saying that you will travel around for the time being and your return date is uncertain."

"Yes." Meng Qinghe agreed.

Fakong smiled, "The Vajra Villa will not fall, it will continue to exist, and we will come back."

"Yes." The women responded in unison.

Fakong nodded.

Meng Qinghe and the others immediately became busy and packed up.

Fortunately, they had trained in advance.

There was no sign of a panicked escape, but rather an orderly and well-organized manner, as if they were indeed leaving temporarily and would return.

Early morning

Jingang Villa

A group of pilgrims gathered in front of the courtyard, and someone was reading a letter posted on the vermilion door, reading aloud: "Dear men and women, the disciples of our temple are entering a new stage of practice, and need to travel the world and see the mountains and rivers, so..."

The clear voice was heard far away.

More and more pilgrims gathered around.

After hearing the letter, everyone immediately started talking about it, and they were very excited.

"How could Nun Yuanchun and the others leave so suddenly?"

"Too sudden!"

"Why?"

"Didn't the letter say that they were going to travel around and see the world and improve their cultivation!"

"Hey, you really believe it!"

"Nun Yuanchun wouldn't lie, would she?"

"I'm afraid that Nun Yuanchun has some unspeakable difficulties, but can't say it clearly, so she can only use this excuse."

"What are the unspeakable difficulties? Old Jing, if you have any news, please tell us quickly, don't keep us on suspense!"

"That's right!"

Everyone urged.

A fat old man in the crowd shook his head with a smile.

He looked kind, with ruddy skin and a head of silver hair that seemed to be shining with silver light. He really had a good appearance with white hair and a youthful face.

Someone snorted, "Brother Jing, is it because someone wants to deal with Master Yuanchun and the others?"

"It's very likely. Since the appearance of the Vajra Courtyard, there are always some people who are jealous of talents."

"Those guys are not very capable, but they are very jealous!"

"They are really not sons!"

"Old Jing, please tell me." Someone urged.

The old man surnamed Jing stroked his silver beard and laughed, "In fact, you don't need me to tell you, everyone can guess it."

"You can't guess it, tell me quickly!"

"Could it be a royal relative?!"

"Well, the Impermanence Sword Sect has returned in defeat, so it should be a royal relative!"

"Old Jing, tell me quickly!"

"In my opinion, it's the emperor, right?"

As soon as this was said, the surroundings stopped abruptly.

People immediately talked about it, some refuted it, and some thought it made sense. In this situation, the only one who could make Master Yuanchun and the others take the initiative to avoid it was probably the emperor.

The old man stroked his silver beard and smiled, nodded slightly, but said: "I didn't say anything."

Everyone suddenly realized and their faces changed.

If the emperor wants to deal with the Vajra Courtyard, there is really no way. In such a big world, who can resist the emperor?

It is indeed a wise move for Master Yuanchun and others to avoid it.

"What should I do about my master's illness!"

"Alas, my poor wife!"

There were sighs among the people.

The rejuvenation spell of the Vajra Courtyard is already unique. It can treat rare diseases, terminal diseases and serious illnesses. It is unique. The hopeless disease can be restored to its original state under the rejuvenation spell, which is tantamount to rebirth of parents.

Their gratitude to Meng Qinghe and others comes from the bottom of their hearts, and their gratitude and respect for the Vajra Courtyard also comes from the bottom of their hearts. They have already provided faith to Fakong.

They are extremely angry that the emperor forced Meng Qinghe away, and they wish to force the emperor to change his mind.

But they can't do it, so they are full of anger, but they have no place to vent this anger.

They can only hold it in and wait for the time to explode.

There are also some people who can recover completely after the terminal illness is cured by casting the rejuvenation spell once or twice, but it just happens to be one or two times.

For others, I am afraid that there is no way to replace the rejuvenation spell, and it may not only fail to cure, but also reverse the situation.

How painful and angry will these people be in their hearts?