Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Let alone anything else, just learning the swordsmanship imitated by Fakong has benefited a lot and gained a profound understanding.

Whether it is the exquisiteness of the moves or the power of the swordsmanship, it has made her understand the swordsmanship a step further.

The power of Fakong's swordsmanship comes from his higher realm. In terms of the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship, it is indeed not as good as the two masters of Tianhai Sword School.

But the overall power is not inferior to the two of them, or even better. After all, the realm can sometimes suppress the exquisiteness.

Fakong's eyes are deep again, and he slowly nodded after a moment: "You can rob the statue."

Li Ying's eyes flashed: "You want the statue, right?"

Fakong shook his head: "I don't want to touch it, and you'd better not touch it. Once you grab it, send it directly to Prince Duan, and Prince Duan will present it to the emperor. It can be regarded as a great achievement."

"Is this statue so evil?"

"Extremely strange power." Fakong nodded solemnly: "Don't capsize in the ditch."

"...Okay." Li Ying nodded slowly.

She was not only thinking about escaping, but also about killing the enemy. Thinking of this, her eyes lit up again, and she swung her sword at Fakong.

Fakong repeatedly used the three moves, and occasionally used other sword techniques, which made Li Ying flustered.

Every time Fakong used it, Li Ying became calmer, and she was becoming more and more proficient in these three sword techniques.

Fakong stopped the sword when he felt that it was almost done.

The two chatted for a while, including the strange news in Shenjing City.

As the deputy director of the Green Clothes Department, she was very well-informed, especially some secret information that was not known to ordinary people.

Fakong listened with relish.

Before leaving, he told Li Ying that once she got the statue, she must hang her later Buddhist beads on the neck of the statue and not take it away.

When the statue was given to Prince Duan, she should also report this to Prince Duan, so that Prince Duan would not blame her if she was in danger.

He first practiced the Jade Liquid Solidification Technique, then returned to his bedroom, sitting on the couch and bathing in the moonlight.

The moonlight fell on him through the window.

The birds in the back mountain were all resting, without a single sound.

The hibernating animals had not yet awakened, and the entire back mountain was now quiet, without the sound of insects.

Fakong was thinking about the statue. The power in the statue was indeed strange, but fortunately the Great Light Mantra and the Pure Heart Mantra could restrain it.

I'm afraid that too many people would want to gain its power, and he intuitively felt that this would make it even more powerful.

By that time, I'm afraid that his Great Light Mantra and the Pure Heart Mantra might not be able to restrain it.

So the disposal of this statue must be done with extreme caution.

In theory, it would be the safest to destroy it yourself.

But for me, it was also the most risky, and there was no need to take this risk.

It would be best to hand it over to Chu Xiong.

Chu Xiong was suspicious and would never easily accept external forces, so it would be best for the statue to fall into his hands.

According to Chu Xiong's temperament, he would rather abandon the statue than use its power easily, so as not to be eroded by these strange powers.

He thought for a while, and then thought of the sword tactics of Tianhai Sword School, which was really powerful and rare in the world.

It seems that I need to study it.

As the sun sets, Fakong stands on the willow embankment of Zhongling Lake, standing under a willow tree, looking at the beautiful scenery on the lake.

The lake surface is shaking like red silk, and the red light is flashing. The sound of stringed instruments and singing from the pleasure boat on the lake floats to his ears.

Fakong admires this beautiful scenery and then looks at Zhongshan Mountain, which is directly east of Zhongling Lake.

Zhongshan Mountain is green and lush, with deep green forests and trees, as if covered by a layer of green smoke.

Although Zhongshan Mountain is not big, the trees are tall and there are many ancient trees with intertwined roots. The small mountain peaks constitute a deep mountain forest.

The green and vitality it exudes are far better than other peaks.

In Fakong's eyes, this is a place full of spiritual energy and vitality, and it is a Feng Shui treasure land.

If a branch temple is built, it is best to build it here.

Being in it, the mood is peaceful and happy, which is extremely beneficial to practice. It can be said to be a treasure land for practice.

A pleasure boat docked, and several people got off it, which was Yang Shuangting and others.

They greeted Fakong one after another.

Fakong smiled and clasped his hands, and finally looked at Yang Shuangting.

Yang Shuangting waved his hand, Qi Guangjie and others said goodbye and left, and when they walked far away, they looked back.

"It seems that the relationship between the monk Fakong and Sister Yang is very good." Zhu Miaoying looked at him curiously.

"The monk Fakong has something to do with Sister Yang."

"What could it be?"

"Is he going to give us a string of Buddhist beads?"

"Just wishful thinking! It's a pity that we don't have enough affinity with the monk Fakong, so we can't give him Buddhist beads, but they are life-saving things."

They were very regretful.

After seeing the efficacy of the Buddhist beads, they all wanted to have a string of Buddhist beads blessed by Fakong to save their lives.

But they also knew that if Fakong really wanted to give it, he would have given it long ago. If he didn't give it now, it was because of the lack of fate and the lack of blessings.

This cannot be forced.

It can't be forced.

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Yang Shuangting was wearing a light purple silk shirt, with a cold expression. She glanced at Fakong and said lightly: "Come with me."

Fakong followed her along the willow embankment to the east, walked to the easternmost end, then got off the willow embankment, continued forward, and walked up a river.

There were green grass and willow trees by the river.

They went up along the two-meter-wide river and finally came to the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. This river flows down from Zhongshan Mountain.

Pools of mountain spring water formed this river, which was clear and you could see the bottom, and you could see fish swimming.

Yang Shuangting continued to walk up, his gait was graceful and light.

A six-meter-wide white stone staircase led to the mountain and the depths of the secluded trees.

The two walked side by side in silence, and walked up the white stone staircase for more than 200 meters. Turning right, they came to a path surrounded by wild grass and wild flowers. Walking along the path, they finally came to a ruin.

The ruins were only broken walls, and the remains of the temple could be vaguely seen. It should be a temple.

After experiencing wind and rain, the temple finally declined and collapsed.

Fakong showed a look of regret, shook his head, and clasped his hands in a salute.

He could vaguely feel the tranquility and peace here. It was obvious that the surrounding aura was affected by the temple and had not completely dissipated.

"This should be a famous temple." Fakong said, "What a pity."

"This is a temple from the previous dynasty." Yang Shuangting said, "Bao'en Temple. After the monks in the temple passed away, there was no incense, and then it fell into decay until it collapsed."

"Bao'en Temple..." Fakong searched his mind, and there was no memory of Bao'en Temple, so it should not be a famous temple.

Of course, this Baoguo Temple may be a famous temple in Changling Prefecture, but looking at the entire Dayong, it is very ordinary.

Yang Shuangting looked at Fakong: "This temple is going to be rebuilt, the prefecture promoted it, and the gentry donated enthusiastically."

Fakong smiled and said, "Is it going to be built for me?"

"That's what I mean." Yang Shuangting said, "I'm going to ask Master Fakong to be the abbot of this temple."

Fakong pondered.

In this case, this temple is different from Lingkong Temple and Yongkong Temple. It is not really his own temple, but he is just the abbot.

Because the abbot can be dismissed and has a time limit.

This can be used to put pressure on him and force him to act.

This disgusted him.

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