Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Zhijian was shocked and said, "Not good!"

He stood up, put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'll go and guard it, don't burn the forest."

Fakong shook his head and smiled, "Lin Feiyang will guard it."

"I'd better go over there, lest he can't guard it alone." Xu Zhijian was still worried.

If a spark is missed, it may cause a fire, burning the whole mountain, and the animals in the forest and the trees that have grown for many years will be destroyed.

Thinking about the helplessness of those animals, he couldn't sit still, and it was more reassuring to guard it.

Fakong let him do it.

After Xu Zhijian left, Fakong ate slowly, Lin Feiyang's cooking skills were trustworthy.

Although it was a big pot of rice, it was still delicious.

The eighteen women kept eating silently with their heads down.

As they ate, they could hear crackling sounds, which were tears hitting the bowl or the ground.

Their tears fell in strings, like rain.

At first, only one or two people shed tears, but then everyone shed tears, and the drizzle turned into moderate rain.

Fakong looked at them and slowly put down his bowl and chopsticks.

He formed seals with his hands and moved his lips.

One after another, the Heart Purification Mantra fell.

Then came the Rejuvenation Mantra.

Their original mood was gloomy and gloomy. They thought of the suffering and devastation they had endured in the past. The painful experiences almost broke them down, and they thought of the despair in the future.

They lost the courage to live in an instant.

The Heart Purification Mantra fell.

The clouds in their hearts were dispelled, and the bright sunshine shone in.

They were suddenly filled with endless hope and vitality.

The suffering in the past seemed not so painful and not so important. The past was like smoke, and it was gone, which would only make them stronger.

They were full of hope for the future and had high morale.

Even if there were difficulties, they had to hold their heads high to face them, face the challenges head-on, and strive to live a better life and live up to this life.

The Rejuvenation Mantra fell.

They suddenly felt immersed in warmth, as if they were back in their mother's arms, becoming a happy baby.

It was like returning to their mother's belly again, recovering rapidly, all injuries were recovering, and their bodies were refreshed.

After Fakong finished casting the spell, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks to continue eating.

The women's appetites suddenly opened up.

The low and depressing atmosphere dissipated, and they even joked with each other.

They ate bowl after bowl of rice and dishes unconsciously.

When the red light dimmed and the fire went out, Lin Feiyang and Xu Zhijian came back and found that the food was almost finished.

Lin Feiyang widened his eyes, looked at Fakong, and then at the smiling women, shook his head and sighed: "This is not a woman, this appetite!"

Xu Zhijian looked at Fakong in surprise.

He noticed the previous state of the women and felt very sympathetic, but also very worried, fearing that some of them would commit suicide.

The heart was dead, and they could be saved for a while, but not for a lifetime.

Looking at them now, it was as if they were a different person. I really didn't know what happened, so I could only look at Fakong.

Fakong said in a gentle voice: "Brother Xu, how should we arrange for them? It's best to find them a livelihood so that they can support themselves."

Xu Zhijian hesitated.

"Master, we want to convert to Buddhism under your tutelage." A charming woman put her slender jade palms together.

"Yes, Master." Another charming and beautiful woman said softly: "We are all withered flowers and withered willows, and we can no longer be tolerated by the world. It's better to convert to Buddhism, read the ancient scriptures, and accompany the sisters for the rest of our lives. That's enough."

Fakong shook his head.

He was a disciple of the Vajra Temple, and he could never accept female disciples. No matter what their background was, this was the most fundamental precept.

"I hope the master will have mercy!"

"Master, have mercy!"

"Master, have mercy!"

...

Eighteen women knelt down on the ground and touched the ground with their heads.

At this moment.

The halo behind the Medicine Buddha statue suddenly lit up.

Thirty-six points of faith power were instantly credited, making the light wheel clear, as if a clear spring was flowing in the light wheel.

Fakong had never been so rich before.

For a moment, an inexplicable feeling welled up in his heart.

He never expected that he would get so much faith power from them.

Thirty-six points would take Faning and Lianxue more than a month, and Xu Miaoru eighteen days.

Eighteen women knelt down, each of them was a beauty with graceful and charming figures. The impact formed made Lin Feiyang a little bit unbearable, and he turned his eyes away: "Monk, why don't you agree to it."

Xu Zhijian nodded hurriedly: "They are indeed sincere, Fakong, just agree."

The women knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

Fakong regained his calmness, his eyes moved over them one by one, and finally shook his head and said softly: "Get up, kneeling until the end of time is useless, the temple rules are the temple rules, they cannot be violated."

The charming woman raised her head: "Master, if we don't convert to Buddhism, we can't survive."

"You are not seeing through the world, but escaping from it. After converting to Buddhism, you will regret it in the future." Fakong shook his head and said: "Don't worry, if you really hate the secular world in the end, it won't be too late to convert to Buddhism."

The charming and beautiful woman raised her head and asked: "Then has the master seen through the world?"

"No."

The women looked up one after another: "Then..."

"I was brought into the Vajra Temple by my master since I was a child, and I have no say."

"Master, do you want to return to secular life instead of becoming a monk?"

"Being a monk is actually pretty good."

"What's good about being a monk?"

"It's easy... The trivialities of the world are boring and annoying. It's better to be with the ancient Buddha and the green lamps. When everything is quiet, I can be with myself."

There are fellow disciples from the Vajra Temple such as Faning and Fawu, the Snow Mountain Divine Eagle, Lin Feiyang, who is a bit annoying but quite lively, and Ning Zhenzhen and Xu Zhijian, who are close friends.

Life is beautiful.

Then they asked a lot of questions, from major events in the world to what snacks they like to eat and what kind of wine they drink.

They have infinite admiration and curiosity for Fakong, and they want to know every hair on his head.

Fakong often keeps silent, occasionally answers, but does not show impatience.

Their experiences are too bitter, and they are all poor people, so he is more tolerant.

Don't you know that he is so gentle and calm, and he does not change his face among the beauties, and he is calm and self-assured, showing the style of a high monk to the fullest, which makes them admire him even more.

Lin Feiyang was so overwhelmed by what he heard that he had already fled to wash the pots and dishes.

In their words, they all expressed that they wanted to convert to Buddhism.

They had witnessed his peerless martial arts and the efficacy of his Buddhist mantras, and they admired him very much.

They felt that they were alone and helpless in the world and needed a strong support. Fakong was like a towering peak, giving them an unparalleled sense of security.

In the temples in the deep mountains and old forests, chanting scriptures and looking at the scenery were better than being bullied and looked down upon in the secular world.

Fakong gently but firmly refused.

It is never too late to become a monk. Think carefully before making a decision, so that when you reach the end of your life in the future, you will not regret not having a colorful life.

Xu Zhijian kept nodding on the side, deeply agreeing.

He felt that Fakong's words were insightful, insightful, and wise.

But they were determined to convert to Buddhism under him.

Xu Zhijian watched them so pitiful, but Fakong refused to agree despite their pleading.

Xu Zhijian racked his brains and finally came up with a solution: "Fakong, why don't you accept them as lay disciples first, not formal disciples."

Fakong shook his head: "The temple rules cannot be violated."

He would never violate the temple rules just because of their soft pleading. If he did that, he would be stupid.

They were indeed pitiful, and he couldn't ignore them, but if he violated the temple for this, he would lose himself. How could he lose the big picture for the small?

"Let me think about it." Fakong waved his hand and said gently.

The women were quiet, and their eyes fell on him.

Fakong suddenly flashed and disappeared.

Shenjing

Ministry of War

Green Clothes External Office

One of the small courtyards was brightly lit.

A bright moon shone in the sky, and the clear light fell on this small courtyard, and was driven away by the light.

Ning Zhenzhen came out of the study, rubbing her right wrist with her left hand, and came to the center of the yard, stretching her body.

The surroundings were full of insects chirping, which seemed particularly quiet.

She looked up at the bright moon in the sky and shook her head.

Originally, she thought that when she came to the Green Outer Division, she would be able to show her skills, and with her wisdom and insight into people's hearts, she could quickly solve major cases and catch spies one by one.

But the fact is that as soon as she came to the Green Outer Division, she was thrown into a department responsible for copying files, copying files all day long.

She was a child of destiny in Mingyue Temple and was also famous in the entire Daxueshan Sect, but she was not taken seriously at the court and the Ministry of War.

Because she was too young, and because she was a woman, she was despised.

In the Green Outer Division, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, it is useless.

This is not a martial arts fight, but a meticulous investigation, tracking, analysis, and testing.

She felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire and could not use any strength.

Through observation and analysis, she knew that the more she struggled, the deeper she would fall, so she copied the files quietly.

Suddenly, a flash appeared in front of her eyes.

Fakong appeared in the courtyard.

He smiled and bowed: "Junior sister, long time no see."

Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face suddenly bloomed with a bright smile: "Senior brother!"

Fakong looked around and smiled: "Is this your residence?"

"It's my current green-clothed foreign secretary." Ning Zhenzhen went into the house to make tea and came out to the stone table under the grape vines in the courtyard.

Fakong sat on the stone bench, took the teacup and took a sip.

The two sat at the table opposite each other, and Ning Zhenzhen became more beautiful under the light.

Ning Zhenzhen lightly brushed a strand of hair hanging from her temples and asked him why he came.

Fakong told them what happened and wanted to arrange them properly so that they would not continue to be unfortunate. It would be best if they could live a peaceful life without becoming a monk.

Ning Zhenzhen held her chin up and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "If you want them to live well, it's best to seek shelter in a powerful family. Isn't there Prince Xin's Mansion?"

Fakong shook his head.

He didn't want to have too much to do with Prince Xin's Mansion. Powerful people are the source of trouble and are often prone to unexpected disasters.

The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is strong enough to go anywhere, but some things cannot be solved by martial arts.

If you want to live a carefree life, you have to stay away from trouble.

What's more, they have had such an experience after all. If Xu Miaoru dislikes them, it will be embarrassing.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "In that case..., I will arrange for them to go to Mingyue Embroidery Tower. They need to learn needlework skills and embroider all day long. I wonder if they will find it hard."

Fakong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a little hard. It can be used as a training of body and mind, so as to prevent them from having wild thoughts."

The embroidery skills of Mingyue Embroidery House are unique. If they can learn the unique embroidery needle method, they will have the ability to make a living and live well without relying on men.

"It's a small matter. I will visit them often." Ning Zhenzhen said.

Fakong thanked him and then asked about the waist badge.

The smile on Ning Zhenzhen's face slowly faded, revealing a depressed look.