Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

I have always been the attendant of the abbot, and this will not change, nor will my status.

But Zhu Meizi is different.

Now she is the Sima of Shenwu Mansion, and her status has risen too much. If she makes more military achievements in the army, she will probably be promoted quickly.

After all, Shenwu Mansion is different from the Ministry of War. It is directly under the emperor, and there is no worry about not being promoted if she makes merit.

Qingluo made this point clear to me.

If Zhu Meizi is promoted again in the future, will she become the master of the mansion?

At that time, I will still be an attendant, without power and influence. Can I ignore her stronger momentum when I get along with her?

I am not afraid that Zhu Meizi will change her heart, but I am afraid that I will change my heart, and my mind will become sensitive and fragile, and I will not be able to bear it.

Fakong saw through his thoughts and smiled, "You, you are not like you usually."

Lin Feiyang is a heartless and careless person, and he doesn't care about the opinions of outsiders.

But when it comes to Zhu Ni, it changes.

"Abbot..." Lin Feiyang scratched the back of his head: "Should I also try to make a name for myself?"

"Your reputation is already big enough."

"It seems that I am not worthy of Miss Zhu."

"How big a reputation do you think you need to be worthy of her?" Fakong found it more and more funny.

The IQs of men and women in love are not normal, sometimes very high, sometimes very low.

"At least I want to be famous all over the world." Lin Feiyang said, "Let people know it as soon as it is mentioned."

Fakong said, "Is it to match Miss Zhu?"

"If I am not famous enough, I am afraid that others will laugh at her for being blind and having poor vision."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Lin Feiyang was refreshed: "Then I want to make a name for myself?"

"There is a shortcut to fame."

"What shortcut?"

"Assassinate Emperor Dayun."

"... Abbot, I am not kidding."

"Does Miss Zhu know that you are so wishful?" Fakong said, "Don't just think about it yourself. Tell Miss Zhu more about your thoughts and concerns. What can't you say?"

Fakong shook his head and said, "It is ridiculous for a monk like me to give you advice on the relationship between men and women!"

Lin Feiyang laughed and said, "Abbot, you are as wise as the sea and have a thorough understanding of the world. Of course, you can see through my little thing at a glance."

He really felt enlightened.

I should really talk to Sister Zhu first, so that I don’t think I should do this, but she thinks I shouldn’t.

Maybe she likes me to be unknown.

Fakong waved his hand: "Go, go, tell Prince Xin."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

As Fakong expected, Prince Xin Chu Xiang came soon.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Chu Xiang didn’t change much. He was still busy all the time, especially the Nine Gates Admiral. He wanted to resign, but failed.

He still served as the Nine Gates Admiral, plus the Shenwu Mansion, two heavy burdens on his shoulders, and he couldn’t be idle.

Fakong took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to him: "Your Highness can’t believe it? Can’t accept it?"

"I really can’t believe that Xiao Zhu would surrender to the enemy."

Chu Xiang sat down at Fakong’s stone table, took the teacup, gulped a few sips, frowned, and looked gloomy.

He saw Fakong handing over the scroll, took it, opened it, and saw a young man with ordinary appearance on it.

So he looked at Fakong in doubt.

Fakong said: "This is his confidant. All the news was passed to Dayun by him. You can catch him and ask him, and everything will be clear."

Chu Xiang stared at the person in the painting, his face was uncertain.

Fakong shook his head and sighed: "People's hearts are fickle, and the prince doesn't have to be sad. You can only blame your bad luck. A man can't avoid having an unvirtuous wife and unfilial children."

"Alas!" Chu Xiang put down the scroll, slapped his knees, sighed, and lowered his head dejectedly.

Fakong said: "Prince, do you think this matter is your fault?"

"I didn't take good care of him." Chu Xiang wiped his face hard, stared at the teacup, and said in a low voice: "It's my old boss who is incompetent!"

Fakong smiled.

It's not unusual for Prince Xin to think so. With such a temperament, he always likes to take responsibility on himself.

So he was born to be a hard-working person and can't have leisure time.

Chu Xiang looked up at him.

Fakong said: "Your Highness does not need to blame himself. He chose his own path after all. In his mind, of course, his son is more important than anything else, including you. Your Highness is soft-hearted and does not want to punish him?"

Chu Xiang wiped his face again and said coldly: "I will personally send someone from Shenwu Mansion to ask him in person!"

Fakong said: "Your Highness has worked hard. Be careful that Dayun will silence you."

"Of course." Chu Xiang said in a deep voice: "Master, in addition to Xiao Zhu, are there any other Dayun secret spies in Yuxia Pass?"

Fakong smiled but said nothing.

Chu Xiang frowned: "Otherwise, Master, please help point them all out, so that we won't be broken by the enemy's internal and external forces, which will cause great suffering and countless people will die in vain."

Fakong said: "Your Majesty, I should point out all the secret spies in the twelve passes and the secret spies in the court. This will save countless people and be a great merit."

Chu Xiang said embarrassedly: "My request is too much, I won't say anything, I'll leave first."

He stood up and left in a bit of embarrassment.

Knowing that Master Fakong adheres to the principle of not interfering in other people's affairs, he made an excessive request this time.

Fakong smiled and said: "The Green Clothes Secretary is not a freeloader. Since they are working hard, I won't meddle in their own business."

"That's right." Chu Xiang nodded quickly and disappeared in a flash.

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

He did not name all Dayun's secret spies. If that were the case, Dayun would assassinate him at all costs.

Instead of thinking about Huairou and trying to win over herself like this now.

Dayun's strength is astonishing, especially since there are really countless masters in Zhenlongyuan, so he cannot be unscrupulous just because he has entered the sixth level of perfection and the Vajra Indestructible Magic is about to enter the seventh level.

It's better to be cautious.

The later you get, the more cautious you must be to avoid capsizing in the gutter.

The sun sets.

Fa Kong appears in Yongkong Temple.

He often comes to Yongkong Temple in the afternoon, sits for a while, reads some books, and then leaves, never staying until sunset.

Today, I didn't leave even when the sun set.

The lanterns at Eikuji Temple are already lit.

The entire Tianjing is lit up with lanterns.

"Dudu." Two gentle knocks on the door suddenly sounded, and Fakong raised his voice and said, "Please come in, Master Yuande, Master Benxi."

Yuan De and Monk Benxi looked at each other outside the gate.

As expected, Fakong was waiting in the temple.

This is true magical power.

"Squeak..." The door of Yongkong Temple was slowly pushed open.

The two of them walked slowly into the temple and saw Fa Kong standing in front of the Main Hall, clasping his palms together and looking at them with a smile.

"Master Benxi, Master Yuande." Fakong Heshi said: "Congratulations, another demon has been killed."

"Amitabha!" The Benxi monk solemnly titheed.

Monk Yuande said: "Master Fakong, thank you."

Fakong smiled and said, "Go in and talk."

The three of them came to the abbot's courtyard and sat down at the stone table.

Three white porcelain cups have been brewed on the stone table. I opened the cup and sipped gently. It was neither cold nor hot, and the temperature was just right.

When monks Benxi and Yuande stepped into Lingkong Temple, Fakong fully mobilized the mystery of Xiaoxitian's paradise.

When the two of them stepped into Lingkong Temple, there were no more secrets.

The inner thoughts and treasures they concealed themselves would have no effect in front of Xiao Xitian's Paradise, and he could clearly see both inside and outside.

Fakong nodded secretly.

Finally, all the efforts were not in vain, and monk Benxi finally came to Yongkong Temple, so that he could know the secret of how monk Benxi mastered the sword.

After taking two sips of tea, he formed a seal with his hands, and the Purifying Mantra was cast.

Say three heart-clearing mantras in one breath.

Monk Benxi closed his eyes and remained motionless, while Monk Yuande stared at him, not letting go of his slightest expression.

Fakong released his hand seals and was also observing the changes in Benxi monk, especially his mental changes.

The Benxi monk's boiling spirit calmed down immediately after being cast down by the Heart-Cleaning Mantra, and he returned to calmness.

What Fakong felt was indifference.

Under normal circumstances, under the Pure Heart Mantra, the mind will be quiet and peaceful, the spirit will be as clear as being immersed in a cold spring, the mind will be agile and quick, but the inner lake will be calm.

But the Benxi monk was cold and dry.

This is very wrong.

"Amitabha." Monk Benxi opened his eyes and titheed.

Monk Yuande stared closely at his eyes, and when he saw his eyes opening and closing, his eyes were looking coldly.

He couldn't help but shuddered and turned to look at Fa Kong.

Fakong nodded slowly: "It's indeed not right."

"Master, do you have a way to crack it?"

"Does your temple have a way to subdue inner demons?"

"...Yes, but it didn't work." Monk Yuande shook his head.

It's not as good as the Pure Heart Mantra.

Fakong said: "After casting the Pure Heart Mantra, reciting this Buddhist sutra will have better effects. It doesn't hurt to give it a try."

"That's fine." Monk Yuande thought he could give it a try.

After the Pure Heart Mantra, my uncle became calm and no longer agitated and uneasy. At this time, reciting and reciting the Demon-Suppressing Sutra will get twice the result with half the effort.

The Benxi monk closed his eyes and began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

Fakong and Monk Yuande stood up and left.

The two came to the main hall and stood at the foot of the steps. Monk Yuande put on a stick of incense with a solemn expression.

Fakong already knew what monk Yuande was thinking.

Monk Yuande seemed calm, but actually he was struggling inside.

Should I ask for help or not?

Without speaking, there is great hope.

Opening your mouth is extremely risky.

So I was hesitant.

He usually has a decisive temperament and does not hesitate to make quick decisions when faced with life or death, but this time things made him indecisive.

Fa Kong pretended not to know and looked intently at the Buddha statue in the Main Hall.

"Master..." Monk Yuande broke the silence and spoke.

Fakong looked over.

Monk Yuande said: "Master, does he know about the assassination of the emperor this time?"

Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Master indeed knows."

"What's the difference between knowing and not knowing?" Fakong smiled.

"Master, why don't you remind the emperor?"

"Remind the Emperor?" Fakong shook his head: "Master is profound in Buddhism. He should know that everything in the world is like a net. If you gently pull up a corner, the entire net will move, and everything on the net will change."

Monk Yuande nodded slowly.

Of course he understands.

Fakong said: "I often warn myself not to pull around the mortal net randomly, lest the cause and effect will be too involved and get burned, especially if the emperor is assassinated, there will be no danger."

Monk Yuande said: "If the emperor is really in danger, the master will remind him, right?"

Fa Kong smiled and said nothing.

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