Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Everyone saw her amazing transformation with their own eyes.

Her skin was white and her hair was white, her face was wrinkled, and she was as withered as gray cloth without any luster.

But as she recited the rejuvenation mantra, the wrinkles on her face became lighter and her face became more radiant every time she recited it.

Two-quarters of an hour later, she became a radiant old lady, with a head of white hair that gave her the appearance of a child with white hair.

The skin that was originally as dry as gray cloth became rosy and shiny, the wrinkles became much lighter, and I suddenly looked more than twenty years younger.

She suddenly opened the brocade quilt and moved her feet to get off the ground. Mrs. Lu was startled and she quickly stepped forward to support her.

She pushed Mrs. Lu's hand away and said with a smile: "No need to help me, I'll walk around and see by myself..."

"Mother..." Lu Xinze said hurriedly: "It's better to hold on, don't fall."

The most taboo thing for older people is wrestling. The older you get, the more brittle your bones are. If you fall down, a person who is originally very strong and energetic may collapse quickly if he breaks a leg or arm.

He had seen too many such situations.

"...Okay, just hold on." The old lady was stopped by him and she overcame the strong impulse.

She carefully put the rejuvenation spell paper aside, fearing any damage. Then, with Mrs. Lu's support, she slowly got down on the bed and walked a few steps on the ground, becoming lighter and lighter as she walked.

Dr. Meng had already experienced the changes in Zhou Mi when he saw them in Zhou Mansion, and he still couldn't help but marvel.

Others are even more so.

After walking around for a few times, the old lady's interest was exhausted, so she sat back on the couch, but refused to lie down anymore. She took the talisman and said with emotion: "I really have accumulated virtue in my previous life, so I have such good fortune."

She carefully read every word on the talisman, cherishing it extremely, and looked up at Lu Xinze: "Such a divine monk should be treated well and thanked profusely."

Lu Xin looked embarrassed.

"Huh -?" The old lady knew at a glance that he couldn't do it, her face darkened, and she wanted to question.

"Grandma, I'm blind. I thought he was a liar, and I thought he was bragging, but I didn't expect it to be true. My eye sockets are so shallow!" Lu Hailin walked up to the old lady and said with a smile: "I'll go and talk to the monk in person. Please forgive me."

The old lady's attention was turned away by him, and she patted Lu Hailin's head with a smile: "Xiao Lin, you have to change your temper. If you are too impatient, you will suffer in the future."

Although she was groggy, she didn't know anything.

She also knew that the two of them were afraid that she would die, so they did not dare to get close. However, compared to Lu Hailin, Lu Haichuan still came closer.

Lu Hailin has a sweet mouth, and Lu Haichuan has a stupid mouth, but at the critical moment, the boss is still reliable, and the youngest can't be counted on.

But she liked hearing good things and Lu Hailin teasing Menzi, so she didn't take it to heart.

"Grandma, I will definitely change it." Lu Hailin smiled quickly and said, "But why can't father invite this sacred monk?"

"Monk Fakong is a disciple of Daqian Vajra Temple." Lu Xinze said in a deep voice.

He glanced at the two miracle doctors Meng and Xu and said calmly: "As an official of the imperial court, I cannot have close contact with him."

Once they have close contacts and are involved in a book by others, they will definitely be punished. At least it means they are careless, and at worst it means they have an affair and their official career is cut off.

Even though Fakong had saved his mother's life, he still couldn't get too close and had to keep it a secret with enough restraint.

"From the Daqian Vajra Temple?" Lu Hailin said excitedly: "He is actually an eminent monk from the Daxue Mountain? No wonder!"

Lu Haichuan glared at him.

Lu Hailin chuckled and said, "I've always wanted to meet the eminent monks from the Snowy Mountains, but I didn't expect that he would actually come."

He has always admired the Snow Mountain Sect.

With the strength of one sect, they actually guarded the border and blocked the attack of the entire Dayong Wulin.

How amazing is this?

Although he is from Dayong, he still admires the Daxueshan Sect.

Lu Xin glanced at him lightly.

Lu Hailin immediately shut up.

He acted impulsively and cleverly, and got rid of Lu Xinze, otherwise Lu Xinze would have kicked him out right now.

Lu Haichuan said: "Grandma, I'm going to say thank you to Divine Monk Fa Kong."

"Yeah, that's fine." The old lady said with a smile, "You are the boss, so you can also represent your father."

Seeing this situation, the two doctors Meng and Xu clasped their fists and said goodbye. Lu Xin saw them off personally, especially thanking Dr. Meng for the news.

——

The next morning, when Fakong, Huang Yanzhi and Zhou Hanxu came to Lancuilou for breakfast, they heard all the customers talking about the rejuvenation spell last night.

People clicked their tongues in admiration, marveled and sighed, and told people around them that some relatives were even saved.

"It turns out that this divine monk Fa Kong is not an unknown person, but a world-famous divine monk. It's just that we are in the southern region and don't know much about it." Someone said with emotion: "Many people in Tianjing have heard of the divine monk Fa Kong. The reputation of the monk.”

"I wonder if Monk Fakong will only hold this blessing ceremony." Someone asked anxiously: "Will it be held again?"

"I guess not?"

"Yes, we just had one. I don't know when the next one will be. I heard that Divine Monk Fa Kong comes here as a wanderer and stops here occasionally. It is impossible to stay."

"well--!"

"What bad luck!"

"That's not right. Yesterday, the Qingzhu Gang and Qiu Fengjian sent Spring Curse back to people with severe and strange illnesses in the city. Your family should not have been missed."

"Oh! Don't mention it!" A middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Let my prodigal son bring trouble to me!"

"What's the trouble?"

"You actually sold the Rejuvenation Mantra sent by Qiu Feng Sword Sect for three hundred taels of silver. You said I was short of three hundred taels of silver!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "I sold my father's life for three hundred taels of silver!"

"Isn't it your wife?" Someone couldn't help but expose it, and laughed, "No matter how greedy Mrs. Feng is, she won't sell that for three hundred taels of silver. Is it your father? Old Master Feng is a man who is greedy for money and wants money more than his life!"

"That prodigal mother didn't stop it!" The middle-aged man said bitterly, "Don't you know to report it to me? If I..."

"Okay, Old Feng, we all know each other. If it were you at home, you would sell it like Old Master Feng."

"Haha... Exactly..."

Everyone laughed.

They all knew Old Feng's temper. He would not care about his life for money and was extremely greedy for money. Not to mention three hundred taels of silver, he would probably sell the Rejuvenation Mantra for one hundred taels.

Of course, at that time, they didn't know that the Rejuvenation Mantra was so effective.

If Old Feng knew that it was so effective, he would probably sell it for a thousand taels. As long as someone offered a thousand taels of silver, he would still sell it.

Fakong shook his head and smiled.

This is also a wonderful person.

But he would not help to save Old Master Feng. This is their own choice. They would rather live than live.

"Master, you have done a great deed." Huang Yanzhi said with a smile.

Fakong smiled: "It's just a little effort."

"Master, you helped more than a thousand people survive and saved more than a thousand families."

Fakong smiled and said nothing.

There were not a thousand households, but only 879 households. Many of them had multiple talismans per household, which were obviously bought with silver.

Of course, some of them were pocketed by the Qingzhu Gang and Qiufeng Sword Sect in the process of delivering the talismans.

This is inevitable.

Fakong did not blame too much.

"Master, why don't you stay for a few more days," Huang Yanzhi said with a chuckle: "How about communicating with the monks in Jingchuan?"

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Hanxu said: "Instead of debating with the monks, it is better to save more people."

Fakong pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Well, let's debate today. Let's go to the mountain outside the city. All monks can come to debate."

"Master, you are so generous." Huang Yanzhi praised.

Zhou Hanxu frowned and glared at Huang Yanzhi.

The Buddhist mantras of the monk Fakong are effective and have great magical powers, but the Buddhist teachings are profound and often require years of study.

And the monk Fakong is so young, how could he study too deeply?

Fakong smiled and said: "I will leave tomorrow. I will debate during the day and hold another blessing ceremony at night. All those who need it can come to the Lancui Tower within a radius of ten miles. There is no need for the rejuvenation spell."

With the thousand people as an example, the number of believers increased rapidly. It was easier to cast spells directly, making them more determined believers and gaining great merit.

After this blessing ceremony, the people of the entire Jingchuan City can become believers, and even radiate to other cities in the south.

Those who hold the Rejuvenation Mantra will become fanatical believers.

Holding the Rejuvenation Mantra, one's status is naturally different, and one will naturally help develop believers and increase the number of believers continuously.

Occasionally, come back and hold a blessing ceremony, which can not only strengthen the faith of believers, but also gain huge merits.

It's like planting and harvesting vegetables, which is really a wonderful thing.

——

Fakong debated with monks at Zizhao Mountain outside Jingchuan City.

All the high monks from the temples in Jingchuan City participated, questioned one by one, and Fakong debated with the monks.

Countless good men and women and lay Buddhists rushed to hear the news.

When the latecomers arrived, they could only sit at the foot of the mountain.

From the top of the mountain to the middle of the mountain and then to the foot of the mountain, it was densely packed with people, and people listened attentively to the debate between Fakong and the monks.

The voices of Fakong and the monks were clearly heard by everyone, and the voices were gentle, calm and pleasant.

Hearing this voice, everyone felt calm and peaceful, as if they had entered a state of concentration.

From morning to noon and then to night, Fakong did not sleep or rest, did not eat or drink, and spoke eloquently. Every word he uttered was like a pearl in the heart, which went straight into everyone's heart.

Fakong found that after a day of debate, he had gained tens of thousands of believers, more than the believers he had gained from the prayer ceremony last night.

However, that night, when he cast the rejuvenation spell again and covered the entire Lancui Tower within a radius of ten miles, the number of believers he gained was not just 20,000 or 30,000, but an explosive increase.

The next morning, when he met Yuande and Benxi monk at a street food stall, he was counting his gains.

The number of believers and merits gained in one night was extremely amazing.

It really deserves to be the prosperous Dayong of Buddhism. Buddhism is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It is very easy for people to become believers and even easier to gain merits.

These two blessing ceremonies are equivalent to six or seven blessing ceremonies in Shenjing. With the previous accumulation, the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art can be pushed up again, reaching the second half of the sixth level, and it is about to be completed.

The closer it is to the end, the more it is realized that the practice of Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is not easy, and the merits required are huge.

It is so huge that it is daunting.

He has been quietly developing believers and constantly increasing believers. He must develop, but he must not let the emperor be too alert and break his wishful thinking.

However, he now finds that according to the current development speed of believers, it is still too slow, and he needs to be more radical and speed up.

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