Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong knew that the fundamental reason why he could cast the mantra was Medicine Buddha. It was Medicine Buddha who connected the great power of heaven and earth to the mantra, so that the mantra that could only be presented in the inner scene could be manifested outside.

In fact, it was the inner world that triggered the outer world, and through visualization, it triggered the great power in the dark.

Its essence was no different from the Jade Liquid Solid Form Secret.

The correspondence between the inside and the outside gave rise to wonderful effects.

He relied on Medicine Buddha, so how did this monk do it? His relics were golden, maybe because he could cast the mantra?

In this way, if he could not live forever in the future and passed away, would he also have golden relics?

Seeing the golden relics, he inexplicably felt a little emotional.

Even if he could cast the mantra, he would not be immortal, and he would still pass away, and the rejuvenation mantra could not save him.

He stared at the golden relics, and used his clairvoyance to see the changes between himself and the golden relics.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction.

This golden relic is not dangerous. He can absorb it and turn it into a memory bead to obtain the memory of the owner of the relic.

After he put away his clairvoyance, he used his fate vision.

According to his fate vision, this relic was accidentally obtained by a disciple of Shenjian Peak in a dilapidated temple.

The disciple of Shenjian Peak originally thought it was a piece of gold. After picking it up, he wanted to squeeze it into a gold nugget, but found that he couldn't squeeze it.

So he found something wrong. After taking it back, he identified it as the relic of a monk...

If it was an ordinary relic, they would not even leave it in the temple, but would directly send it to the Great Miaolian Temple or the Small Miaolian Temple, or other temples.

These relics are not treasures for ordinary people, but they are rare treasures for good men and women or for Buddhists.

Rather than leaving it in the peak, it is better to give it away and get a favor.

This golden relic is very unique, so it is kept in the secret library and hidden in a corner and no one has ever asked about it.

If Fakong hadn't mentioned it this time, they would have even forgotten that there was such a unique golden relic.

Seeing this, Fakong was thoughtful. His eyes passed through the night, through the heavy space obstacles, and fell on a mountainside.

There was a temple halfway up the mountain. The walls had collapsed, the walls were broken, and the Buddha statue had collapsed.

The dirty and messy Buddha statue had no head, and below the head, it was well preserved from the shoulders.

This place was no longer suitable for living, and no one lived here, but there were some traces of wild beasts.

Fakong's eyes turned around the temple and finally stopped at the Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue was sitting, with his hands in a strange hand seal.

Although there were countless Buddhist hand seals, they could still be counted. Fakong had the memories of several top monks, covering ancient and modern times, and he had impressions of almost all hand seals.

But he had never seen this hand seal.

The hands were like petals, seemingly open but not open, with a graceful posture.

After his eyes turned to the handprint of the Buddha statue, Fakong retracted his gaze, and the next moment he appeared in the dilapidated temple, standing in front of the Buddha statue.

With a wave of his hand, the crooked Buddha statue flew up and shot towards Fakong's right hand. Once it touched his right hand, it disappeared without a trace.

It had already entered the Kalachakra Pagoda.

Fakong disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he returned to Yongkong Temple, and then the broken Buddha statue appeared in front of him.

The Buddha statue was dirty all over, gray, black, blue, with patches of moss and remaining gold paint.

He flicked his sleeves.

The wind whistled up, blowing violently, blowing away the dirt and dust on the Buddha statue one by one, and even the remaining gold paint was peeled off and blown away piece by piece.

Fakong stretched out his hand and gently stroked the Buddha statue, from the shoulder to the chest to the waist and then to the ankle.

Wherever his hands passed, gold lacquer and moss fluttered down, as well as two thick layers of powder, one layer of powder was soil, and the lower layer of powder was stone.

As soon as these powders and gold lacquer and moss fell, they were swept away by the strong wind and sent out of Yongkong Temple.

The Buddha statue regained its smoothness and had changed its appearance. It was no longer a clay statue, but a white jade statue.

The whole body exuded a warm luster, and every inch was carved exquisitely and movingly, showing the majesty and grace of the Buddha.

Fakong compared it with the Buddha statues he had seen. Except for the Medicine Buddha, it was the only one that was the most vivid and charming.

The most regrettable thing was that there was no Buddha head.

Fakong shook his head. Without the Buddha head, only three or four points of grace would remain.

Where was the Buddha head?

His eyes suddenly became deep, and he used his fate again to trace the past of the Buddha statue.

When his eyes regained calm, he sighed with regret.

The Buddha head was blown up by an invisible force, but the white jade statue was actually a real person.

After the monk passed away, his disciples and descendants sealed it with a secret technique and then worshipped it as a Buddha statue.

This is a secret technique of resurrection.

If the incense is strong enough, he will be resurrected with the incense and live another 600 years.

Unfortunately, the temple eventually fell into decline, and without pilgrims, the monk finally passed away completely, his head exploded, leaving only a golden relic.

Seeing this, Fakong felt more and more emotional and more interested in this golden relic.

The more anxious he was, the more he had to restrain his movements.

He began to study why this Buddha statue, which was actually this body, turned into pure jade.

Compared to the extremely slow decay of the Grand Master's body, this body is already indestructible. I'm afraid that after thousands of years, it will still be a piece of white jade.

Obviously, the monk's cultivation has reached a higher level, but unfortunately, he still can't completely live forever.

He couldn't help but think of the Jade Liquid Solid Form Art.

The Jade Liquid Solid Form Art can also prolong life and strengthen the body. After death, will the body be like this?

After studying the Buddha statue for a long time, he took it back to the Kalachakra Tower.

His eyes returned to the golden relic, staring at it steadily, and finally sent it into the Kalachakra Tower.

He took out the two Xiga palm leaf scriptures, one of which had been read, and opened the other.

The cover was "Small Law of Cause and Effect" in four large characters, the font was elegant and dignified, and other than that, it was ordinary.

He began to read page by page, and finally closed the book and thought, his eyes flickered, and where he saw, the void seemed to have countless thin lines.

These thin lines are the causal lines, connecting oneself with others.

The causal lines connect people to each other. When two people collide with each other, they will move forward along a fixed track until they collide with another person, turn to another track, collide with other people, and then go to another track.

Turning around, there are invisible causal lines pulling, and everyone is connected with dense causal lines.

After reading this book "The Law of Small Causality", Fakong's understanding of the world of heaven and earth has been further improved. He feels the humbleness and insignificance of human power, and has awe for the world of heaven and earth, and awe for fate.

No longer has the feeling of looking down on fate as before.

After having this feeling, in a moment, the spiritual light jumps, and the state of mind jumps, advancing to a strange level.

He already knows that his cultivation has reached a higher level.

As long as the Gang Qi is constantly purified, the realm will naturally rise, and there will be no invisible bottlenecks and obstacles.

He smiled.

With this, it is the greatest gain.

As long as the Qi is purified, relying on his own strong spiritual power, he can circulate the Qi and purify the Qi at any time.

And with the help of the Tianhui Divine Pearl, the speed of circulating the Qi is now dozens of times faster than before, which greatly shortens the time required.

It used to take ten years, but now it only takes one month.

He took out the Spirit Turtle Armor from his arms and looked at it intently.

After a moment, he nodded with satisfaction.

Three months later, he will step into the latter part of the Eight Extremes Realm, which is almost perfect, and begin to impact the Nine Nine Returns to One Realm.

This speed made him very satisfied.

Entering the Eight Extremes Realm Perfection means that Chu Xiong is no longer his opponent and is almost invincible in the world.

He put the Spirit Turtle Armor into his sleeve, then took out the Taiyao Divine Sword's swordsmanship secret book and began to read it carefully.

Haoyang Divine Sword has never been able to get started, and this Taiyao Divine Sword is slightly similar to Haoyang Divine Sword.

A stone from another mountain can polish jade.

He wanted to try whether he could find some inspiration with the Taiyao Divine Sword.

After reading it carefully and closing his eyes to think for a while, he finally shook his head with regret, still unable to find the root of Haoyang Sword.

Although there is a little similarity, Taiyao Sword is still far behind Haoyang Sword, and there is a fundamental difference in level.

If Taiyao Sword is still in the category of swordsmanship, Haoyang Sword is no longer in the category of swordsmanship.

However, it still has some effect, and Taiyao Sword itself is a powerful swordsmanship, which is difficult to practice but not difficult for him.

After reading it, he integrated it into his own swordsmanship to enhance the power of his own swordsmanship.

He looked up at the sky, and before he knew it, the moon was rising.

This time the harvest can be said to be huge.

With a glance, he broke through the space restraints and fell on Lu Jianming, and saw that Lu Jianming and the other four had already arrived at a towering peak.

Like a long sword piercing the sky, the peak was so steep that there was almost no slope, straight up and down, and it was impossible to climb without sufficient Qinggong.

The five of them rushed to the top of the mountain and came to a hall.

Fakong retracted his gaze and appeared in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple. When Lin Feiyang heard him, he came over immediately: "Abbot, are you ready to eat?"

Fakong nodded.

Lin Feiyang flashed and disappeared into the shadows. In a flash, he had arrived at Lingkong Temple to greet Xu Qingluo and the others, and then began to set up a large sandalwood table and bring food to it.

Xu Qingluo and the others arrived in a few breaths and helped to serve the dishes.

Zhu Ni also appeared and greeted Fakong with an embarrassed look.

Fakong nodded without showing any strangeness, as if she was supposed to be here and had always been here.

Chu Ling was also among them and did not return to the palace for dinner.

Everyone sat around the big round table. Xu Qingluo was in high spirits and said with a smile: "Master, Sister Li showed her power today and captured four masters of the Southern Supervisory Department in one breath."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Yu said: "Young Master Li is now from the Green Clothes Division. If someone from the Southern Supervisory Division is captured, it will probably provoke conflicts between the two sides again."

Chu Ling said: "If it were someone else, there would definitely be a fight, but Young Master Li is different."

"What's the difference?" Zhou Yang snorted: "She was originally from the Southern Supervisory Division. Now that someone from the Southern Supervisory Division is captured, the Southern Supervisory Division must feel betrayed and hate her even more."

Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him: "Young Master Li was originally from the Green Clothes Division, then went to the Southern Supervisory Division, and then returned to the Green Clothes Division. The Southern Supervisory Division has nothing to say, not to mention that Young Master Li's prestige in the Southern Supervisory Division is extraordinary."

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