Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong smiled.

Yang Shuangting hummed: "Can't tell?"

Fakong smiled but said nothing.

"...Okay," Yang Shuangting said: "If they don't cause me trouble, then let them do it."

Fakong nodded gently.

Yang Shuangting said: "There is nothing that cannot be said to others. Do you think the master has to act in a sneaky way?"

She had confidence in Fakong's magical powers. As long as Fakong could make this guarantee, they would not become her trouble.

But she was very curious about what Fakong was going to do with them.

Fakong smiled and said: "It may not be what they are doing, but they may do something, so it's too early to say it now."

In fact, they were left to do experiments to see how deeply they would be affected by the Little Western Paradise after they left the Little Western Paradise.

This point cannot be seen directly through the divine eye, and it needs to be experienced and observed in person.

Its subtlety and subtle changes cannot be seen at a glance, but continuous observation is required.

Of course, this cannot be told to outsiders, otherwise, it will shock the world and may make you look like a lunatic.

Except for Ning Zhenzhen and Xu Qingluo, the existence of the Little Western Paradise was unknown to the rest of the people.

Yang Shuangting glanced at Zhongshan: "Master, your reputation is getting louder and louder now, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Fakong nodded.

People's hearts are complicated, just like the situation in Shenjing, there are grateful people and resentful people.

Yang Shuangting said: "We need a group of people to protect the temple. Are they the guardians?"

Fakong nodded.

He had a deep understanding of Yang Shuangting's persistence. Once he was curious, he had to find out.

"That's right." Yang Shuangting breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally felt comfortable now.

Then he rolled his eyes at Fakong: "Master, why do you have to be mysterious? Just protect the Dharma."

Fakong smiled and said: "It's not clear in one sentence. I may not always be the guardian. I may have to do something else."

"What else?"

"Running errands and delivering letters." Fakong said.

"What's the matter." Yang Shuangting shook his head in confusion.

Fakong said, "Can the Pure Filth Sect send any more experts?"

"Not enough?"

"The more the better."

"How many experts can a small Zhongshan Mountain accommodate?" Yang Shuangting said, "If you want, there are indeed some."

Fakong smiled and said, "Why not send them over?"

Yang Shuangting pondered.

She did not feel guilty or remorseful for her actions. These guys were against her and dissatisfied with her. They were troubles and hidden dangers. If they were like those guys before, they might endanger the safety of her parents and relatives. She would never redeem herself.

Fakong also felt no guilt.

These disciples of the Pure Filth Sect were extreme and cold. They did not treat people as human beings. They were indeed extremely harmful. It was a great merit to restrain and change them through the Little Western Paradise.

As for those who were covered in blood, he had sentenced them to death.

Yang Shuangting nodded slowly and said, "Send eight more people."

"Thank you very much."

"We are just cooperating." Yang Shuangting shook his head.

After eliminating these eight, the Pure Filth Sect would be almost smooth, and there was no need to worry about their backlash.

I can sleep peacefully.

Fakong smiled and nodded.

The following days were peaceful.

The news of the death of the head of Tianhai Sword Sect did not spread. They blocked the news and secretly elected the head.

Fakong could not help but admire the strictness of Tianhai Sword Sect.

If it were in other sects, it would be almost impossible to block such news. There is no wall that is impenetrable.

Tianhai Sword Sect did it.

After seven or eight days, the news of Xie Daochun's death was blocked tightly, and no news came out.

Even though Fakong did not have a good impression of Tianhai Sword Sect, he could not help but admire and sigh.

Tianhai Sword Sect quickly elected Zhao Qianjun.

Zhao Qianjun showed amazing cultivation in several actions of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, killing the most masters of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, and at the same time showed bravery and wisdom.

Brave, wise, and amazing cultivation.

This made him stand out quickly and become the new head of Tianhai Sword Sect without any suspense, which was what everyone expected.

Seven days later, they had already selected Zhao Qianjun.

At the same time, the masters of Shenjian Peak had entered Zhongshan and started fighting with the masters of Yudie Sect and Jinghui Sect.

Early in the morning of that day, Fakong had eaten, walked around and returned to the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple. When he stood on the lotus pond, Lin Feiyang flashed from the shadows and stood in front of Fakong.

"Abbot, that guy is dead."

"Yeah."

"The abbot knew that he would be killed?" Lin Feiyang asked curiously: "This guy died too unjustly."

Fakong looked at him.

Lin Feiyang said: "But he died of infatuation."

Fakong nodded slightly.

Lin Feiyang said: "I think it's a bit strange. His cultivation is not that deep, and he won't die if he is infatuated."

"What do you think?" Fakong asked him with a smile.

Lin Feiyang scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Sister Zhu thinks that he died because he was silenced."

Fakong looked at him with a smile.

Lin Feiyang said: "I didn't want to tell her, but I accidentally let it slip during dinner. She knew about it, so I asked her to help analyze it."

Fakong nodded: "If he was silenced, what does it mean?"

"It means that Prince Duan is vicious." Lin Feiyang snorted.

Fakong said: "What else?"

"And..." Lin Feiyang said: "It's impossible for them to find out that I was following them?"

"It should be something they found out." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang frowned, unwilling to believe it.

He firmly believes that his Shadow Mantra is the best concealment method in the world. Standing in the shadows, almost no one can detect it except Fa Kong and Xu Qingluo.

Fakong said: "Don't underestimate the heroes of the world."

Lin Feiyang said: "Could it really be possible to find me?... So, because he found out that I was following him, I killed him to silence him."

Fakong nodded.

"What a good King Duan!" Lin Feiyang said angrily.

He was extremely angry at King Duan's cruelty, and felt that treating someone who served him in this way was too much and too chilling.

What makes him even more angry is that the world only thinks that he died because of being possessed.

Fakong said: "Don't take action against King Duan."

"Abbot?" Lin Feiyang asked in confusion: "Don't we fight back? Let King Duan deal with us like this?"

Fakong said: "I will save him."

"...Follow me." Lin Feiyang gritted his teeth and nodded.

He was also a poor man who was loyal and loyal but was silenced. He died so miserably that he deserves sympathy and salvation.

The two of them drifted out of the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple and came to a thatched cottage at the foot of a mountain outside Shenjing City.

Lin Feiyang said: "It's right here."

Fakong had already seen this place through his mind's eye from a distance, and saw the middle-aged man who was sitting on the couch in the thatched cottage and had passed away.

His seven orifices were bleeding, and the blood was dark brown. The muscles on his face were twisted and hideous, which was terrifying to look at. He must have suffered tremendous pain before his death.

Fakong did not enter the house, but stood outside the thatched cottage and directly cast the Great Light Spell.

A ray of light shot out from his raised right palm, penetrated the thatched cottage, and fell on the originally handsome middle-aged man.

As a bright light floated from above his head, it turned into a small light man, and then turned into a white light that shot through the roof and rose into the sky.

"Let's go." Fakong scattered his handprints, turned around and left.

Lin Feiyang followed him out of the thatched cottage, wondering why he didn't just bury it. Since he had already transcended, he didn't miss the last step.

But he wisely did not ask any more questions, and followed the silent Fa Kong back to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and to the lotus pond.

Fakong paced with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and saying, "He is not from Prince Duan, but from Prince Ying."

"Huh?" Lin Feiyang's eyes widened: "Isn't it right? Abbot, I clearly saw that he is from Prince Duan's Mansion."

I will never be mistaken. He is obviously from Prince Duan's Mansion.

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized: "He is a secret spy, a secret spy sent by the British Prince's Palace!"

Fa Kong nodded.

"Insidious enough!" Lin Feiyang said bitterly: "This King of England looks very grand, but he is also so despicable!"

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang said: "Then he died at the hands of the King of England?"

"King Duan." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang touched his forehead, tried his best to think, and said slowly: "Did Prince Duan discover something was wrong?"

Fa Kong nodded.

Lin Feiyang frowned: "That means he deliberately dealt with the abbot, and then let the abbot know about it, so as to instigate the relationship between the abbot and King Duan!"

Fakong nodded slowly.

Lin Feiyang said: "Are we going to use your hands, abbot, to deal with Prince Duan?"

"You're also borrowing King Duan's help to deal with me." Fakong said, "You can kill two birds with one stone, what a brilliant move!"

"How can King Duan deal with the abbot?" Lin Feiyang sneered: "But he is also blind. He actually provoked the abbot, how could he hide it!"

Fakong shook his head.

If you only have clairvoyance, you can really hide it, and even if you have destiny knowledge, you may not be able to hide it.

This King of England never showed any hostility towards him, but he kept it invisible and plotted against himself and King Duan unknowingly.

Maybe it was just a casual move, which was enough to create a rift between himself and King Duan.

But he didn't expect that King Duan would be so vigilant and quickly discover that there was something wrong with Dong Chungui's identity.

There are strange people and strangers on King Duan's side.

"Abbott, how are we going to deal with the King of England?" Lin Feiyang snorted: "Just be brutal and find a way to make him completely fall out of favor!"

Fa Kong looked up at the sky.

The clear blue sky is still cloudless.

There was exceptionally little rain in the spring in Shenjing. He had already seen that this year would be another dry year, even worse than last year.

In the past ten years, Shenjing has never expected to have good weather.

"Aren't you going to deal with the King of England?" Lin Feiyang's eyes widened.

Fakong said: "Why do you think the King of England wants to harm me and provoke me to fight with King Duan?"

"Yes..." Lin Feiyang said in confusion: "He shouldn't be fawning over you, abbot."

"Because I am too close to King Yi." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang snorted: "Is it because of this?"

"He wants to deal with King Yi, so naturally he has to keep me busy first and have no time to take care of him, so as not to help King Yi deal with him."

"He doesn't want to kill the abbot, does he?"

"It won't kill me." Fakong shook his head.

The King of England did not want to kill him, because he knew that he had supernatural powers, and if he had the idea of ​​killing himself, he would immediately sense it.

He just wants to entangle himself or drive him out of Shenjing, so that he can act freely without having to worry about himself all the time.

"Then how are we going to fight back?" Lin Feiyang scratched his head.

If the King of England wants to kill the abbot, there is nothing to say. Just kill the King of England directly. No matter how tight the King of England's palace is, he can't stop his assassination.

Now that my level has improved, it is easy to kill the King of England!