Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The dharma is empty and tithes are combined.

Hu Lieyuan opened his eyes.

His eyes glowed golden and he smiled faintly.

Fakong's whole body felt as if he had fallen into gold powder and was wrapped in gold powder.

His golden color is not the golden light emitting from the inside out of his body, but a layer of gold powder.

Fakong's eyes suddenly became dark.

Hu Lieyuan frowned, feeling uncomfortable all over.

He knew that Fakong was using his magical power, which might be clairvoyance or destiny. He wanted to see himself clearly.

It should be to find out how he got hurt.

Or you want to figure out whether you will live or die in the future.

He was secretly helpless.

I really don't want to take this step unless I have to, I don't want to owe Fa Kong this favor, I don't want to ask Fa Kong for help.

But there is really no other way to think about it.

He can't die now. Once he dies, even if he clears most of the obstacles for Hu Housheng, it won't be enough.

As soon as he dies, the undercurrent will surge up. Hu Housheng may not be able to stop it, and even if he does, it will consume a lot of power.

Dayun cannot tolerate these consumption now.

So he could only turn to Fakong to save his life.

This would be a huge favor to Fa Kong, and at the same time, it might expose too many royal secrets.

His magical powers are so annoying.

As he was thinking about it, Fakong withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Your Majesty, even if I don't take action, the Emperor can still save himself after all."

"Cough cough cough cough..." Hu Lieyuan suddenly coughed violently.

After coughing for more than a dozen times, his face turned red, and he slowly said: "Master..."

Fa Kong took a step closer.

Hu Lieyuan smiled bitterly: "Self-rescue?"

Fakong nodded: "The emperor's life is not over yet."

Hu Lieyuan shook his head and said, "How to save yourself?"

"The emperor's method of reversing his mind is this." Fakong said: "The Nine Turns of Jade Liquid Jue can be said to be a life of nine deaths. The reversal of his mind is this life."

Hu Lieyuan frowned.

As expected, Fakong couldn't hide anything from him, and he actually saw the Nine-turn Jade Liquid Jue, which is the secret life-extending magical skill of the Dayun Royal Family.

Once practiced, one can extend one's life by sixty years. It can be said to be a divine anomaly. I was a little greedy and started practicing early, but ended up with this result.

Not only will it not extend your life, but it will shorten your life and you will die.

A narrow escape from death...

There was this sentence in the Nine Turns of Jade Liquid Jue. I thought it was to be alert to danger and to be cautious, but I didn't expect it to be a code word.

"Your Majesty, you might as well give it a try." Fakong said.

Hu Lieyuan pondered.

Fakong said: "However, after the mental method is reversed, all previous efforts are wasted, and it is impossible to practice the Nine Turns of Jade Liquid Jue again."

Hu Lieyuan frowned.

Fakong said: "Nine-turn Jade Liquid Jue also pays attention to the method of fate. It can only be practiced once in a life. If you fail to practice it, you will not be able to practice it in your life."

Hu Lieyuan looked ugly.

Fakong looked at him without speaking.

He knew this feeling. The closer to death, the more he longed for life. Every day was precious, let alone a sixty-year lifespan.

You can obviously get sixty years of life, but if you can't get it, the pain is even worse.

Hu Lieyuan said slowly: "Master, can you help me practice it?"

Fakong was silent.

Hu Lieyuan's eyes suddenly became bright and he stared straight at Fa Kong.

Fakong sighed: "Your Majesty, the price is too high."

Hu Lieyuan said: "Master, whatever you want, just say it."

Fakong shook his head and said: "What I want is just to promote Buddhism. Unfortunately, this is not something the emperor can help..."

Yunjing is the capital of all gods. There are all kinds of beliefs, and all kinds of gods and demons have their own believers.

Dharma is only one of them.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to promote Buddhism.

It's not that people don't know Buddhism, but they don't believe in Buddhism. They believe in those demons more than Buddhism.

Hu Lieyuan said slowly: "If there is sacred water in Xuankong Temple, it will not be so difficult to promote Buddhism."

As an emperor, of course he knew about the divine water that was popular in Shenjing and that made him crazy.

It's a pity that Shenshui is only available in Shenjing and not elsewhere.

There is no sacred water in Tianjing and Yunjing.

He knew the power of the divine water, so he regretted not mentioning it. Once the divine water came out, all gods would be transformed.

No matter how much people believe in their own demons, they cannot stop the wonder of divine water, and they will unknowingly trust in Buddhism.

"Sacred water..." Fakong hesitated, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, my foundation is not stable, I'm afraid it's not suitable for me to produce the divine water."

The divine water can flow unimpeded in Shenjing because there are emperors, queens and dowagers, as well as the support of the snowy mountains.

Otherwise, countless people would have pounced on him long ago.

Wealth and silk attract people's hearts, and magical water is even more exciting. How can it be possible not to make people jealous and scramble for it desperately?

If you use the divine water in Yunjing now, you will immediately become a loner and a piece of fat that everyone will fight for.

Hu Lieyuan said: "What else does Master need?"

Fakong shook his head.

"Exotic treasures." Hu Lieyuan said: "Master, don't you want to get the magical skills and secrets?"

Fakong smiled.

Hu Lieyuan said: "My royal family's secrets are not something outsiders can imagine. Master, really don't want them?"

Fakong smiled and said: "What the poor monk has learned now is enough. He only needs to practice diligently step by step, and he can climb the steps step by step."

"Alas!" Hu Lieyuan sighed.

As the emperor, he had nothing to offer, and Fakong looked down on none of them. It was really helpless.

When Monk Fa Kong reached this stage, nothing in the secular world could move his heart. Only Buddhism...

He thought for a while: "How about letting Houjun become the master's disciple?"

Fa Kong was startled.

Hu Lieyuan said: "Houjun has been staying at the King Kong Villa and refused to leave. If he insists on staying there, let him join your sect. It is justifiable for him to stay at the King Kong Courtyard."

Fakong pondered.

Hu Lieyuan's proposal really surprised him and caught him off guard.

I didn't expect Hu Lieyuan to be able to do this.

Once Hu Houjun becomes his disciple, his reputation for Xuankong Temple and himself will be fundamentally improved.

As princes, they also have masters, but they are all masters who study literature and are served by several grand masters.

Learning martial arts was taught by Zong Zheng.

The Zongzheng is held by the person with the strongest martial arts in the royal family, usually from the previous generation or two of the royal family. The princes must be called great-uncle or great-uncle.

Princes almost never become disciples of outsiders. After all, the royal family's mentality is far stronger than that of other sects.

Hu Lieyuan said: "Master, do you think Houjun is naughty?"

Fakong sighed and said: "This is unfair to him. He will directly lose the possibility of inheriting the throne."

Hu Lieyuan smiled: "Even if he doesn't become a disciple of the master, he has no hope. There are still several brothers."

Fakong smiled and said: "But he will think that he has a possibility, and he will directly cut off this possibility by becoming my disciple. I am afraid that he will be resentful."

"Then it depends on the master's teachings." Hu Lieyuan said.

This move kills several birds with one stone, which can be described as a wonderful move.

After accepting Hu Houjun as his disciple, he naturally sided with the Dayun royal family. What would Daqian and Dayong think?

Wouldn't Daqian be guilty of muttering?

Once they are guilty of muttering, they dare not rely on Fakong without any worries. With suspicion, how can Fakong not know about it?

Not to mention Dayong.

And all he has to pay is an insignificant prince, which can be said to be a sure profit without loss.

If there is no help from Fakong, there is nothing terrible even if Daqian and Dayong join forces. The key is Fakong.

Fakong pondered.

He really didn't expect Hu Lieyuan to make this move.

Originally, he planned to help King Lun fight for the throne, and then become a national advisor, promote his name, and make all the people of Dayun become his followers.

After this step is completed, obtaining merit will be easy, just follow the people's will.

If he accepts Hu Houjun as his disciple, he can only be a registered disciple, and his prestige will indeed skyrocket.

But the number of believers may not skyrocket.

The prince's master is different from the emperor's master.

What would King Lun think about accepting Hu Houjun as his disciple? Would he be suspicious and worried that Hu Houjun was a threat?

These must be considered clearly.

Suddenly, his mind was spinning.

Hu Lieyuan looked at Fakong eagerly.

Fakong slowly shook his head: "The emperor's kindness is appreciated by this poor monk."

Hu Lieyuan looked disappointed: "Master, don't you think about it anymore? In this way, Master will be able to travel unimpeded in Yunjing."

Fakong smiled: "As long as I can travel unimpeded in Shenjing, there is no need to do this in Yunjing."

All he needs to do is be patient and become Dayun's national teacher, and King Kong will have a chance.

Hu Lieyuan was extremely wary of himself, and being Hu Houjun's master did not allow him to go unimpeded.

But there is one question that is uncertain.

After Hu Houming becomes the emperor, he may not be able to become the national advisor as he wishes.

Therefore, everything is a variable. If you really want to leverage the destiny of a country, you need to spend a lot of computing power, which is really not easy.

Maybe taking Hu Houjun as his disciple would be the best way.

This is the difficulty of choice.

Let’s take a closer look, there’s no need to make a rush decision just yet.

Hu Lieyuan said: "Master is too wary."

"Haha..." Fakong laughed and shook his head: "The emperor is too wary. Does the emperor save himself, or does a poor monk lend a helping hand?"

"If Master takes action...can he keep my Nine-turn Jade Liquid Technique cultivation level?"

"Even if I help the emperor practice it, I'm afraid I can only extend my life by ten years."

"Ten years of longevity..." Hu Lieyuan looked solemn.

Although it is much better than abolishing the Nine Turns of Jade Liquid Art, at least ten more years, but... I really can't reconcile it!

"Master, there is no other way?" Hu Lieyuan asked earnestly: "Help me completely practice the Nine Turns of Jade Liquid Art?"

Fakong said: "Your Majesty, after practicing this Nine-turn Jade Liquid Art, you can only increase your life span by ten years."

"Have you fully mastered it?"

"Ten years is all it takes to practice it completely."

"It should be sixty years old." Hu Lieyuan frowned.

Fakong shook his head: "It's just an exaggeration."

Hu Lieyuan was dubious.

Fakong smiled and said: "Did anyone in the past really master the Nine-turn Jade Liquid Art?"

Hu Lieyuan hesitated.

Fakong said: "I'm afraid no one has mastered it. This technique requires nine deaths. I'm not exaggerating. It really means nine deaths."

I knew these secrets five years later when I was helping Hu Lieyuan practice this technique. Of course, it had not reached this stage yet. Hu Lieyuan was not completely desperate yet and did not want him to know the Nine Turns of Jade Liquid Technique.

Hu Lieyuan looked uncertain, frowning and thinking.

I still have too many things to accomplish, and I don’t want to die yet. I still want to continue living. How can I bear to leave this great country and picturesque country behind?

His gold-paper-like face became increasingly bleak.

Today's physical condition no longer tolerates the consumption of a large amount of mental power.

The Fakong seal casts a rejuvenation spell.

Hu Lieyuan's complexion quickly improved.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "In the end, I still have to rely on the master to save my life, that's all, ten years will be ten years."

Fakong said: "Your Majesty needs to die nine times. Just now was just the first time."

"Nine deaths..." Hu Lieyuan nodded gently.

Fakong said: "Your Majesty, just continue to practice the Nine-Turn Jade Liquid Technique."

Hu Lieyuan's face quickly faded.