Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fanning stared at Zhou Yang, panting heavily, and said slowly: "From now on, you are not allowed to move any of the herbs in the herb garden without me by your side. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master, I understand." Zhou Yang looked at him carefully and agreed obediently: "I know I was wrong."

"Star ginseng..." Fanning felt distressed when he saw the dried and broken star ginseng.

This is really a prodigal son!

"... Go practice!" Fanning endured and endured, no longer nagging about how important the star ginseng is and how difficult it is to grow. He waved his fat hands: "Practice well, and you will be punished if you are lazy. This is the rule set by your master!"

"Yes." Zhou Yang ran away.

Fanning knelt on the ground and held up the star ginseng with trembling hands.

Fakong's voice rang in his ears: "Replant it, it should be able to be saved."

"Senior brother!" Fanning turned his head to look.

Fakong, who was standing in the pavilion, nodded slightly.

Faning dug the original hole carefully, planted the star ginseng again, and watered it.

Then he watched it change little by little.

He was too familiar with the star ginseng, and knew it was alive at a glance, and knew that this was the magic of the rejuvenation spell.

Faning breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ridge next to him.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let his pounding heart slowly calm down.

After a while, his heartbeat was not so fast, he got up and patted the dirt on his butt, and floated to the pavilion on the lake.

"Brother." Faning looked aggrieved.

Fakong smiled and said, "He is your disciple, you discipline him yourself, should I, as your uncle, say anything?"

"Alas..." Faning shook his head.

He felt that he could not control him, he was too naughty, and he had ways to avoid punishment when he was naughty, and he was full of tricks at a young age.

Fakong said: "Teaching and learning are mutually beneficial. Sometimes you have to learn from your apprentice and compete with him in wits and courage."

"Brother, I..."

"You can teach him well." Fakong interrupted him and patted his shoulder with a smile: "I'm idle anyway. If I can teach a good apprentice, it will be a great merit."

"I'll be happy if I don't get angry to death." Faning smiled bitterly.

"It's time to eat!" Lin Feiyang shouted.

Zhou Yang, who was practicing in the distance, cheered and rushed to help Lin Feiyang carry the bowl and plate, making Lin Feiyang smile.

Faning and Fakong shook their heads.

After eating, Fakong strolled by the lake, his expression gradually solemn.

Since the last time he listened to the teachings of Abbot Huian, Fakong has been thinking about the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art and the path to the first grade.

He has entered the second grade in his hard practice without knowing it, and is facing the barrier of breaking into the first grade.

The third and second rank are both in the Divine Yuan Realm, and the difference is not that big. With Gu Xinxian's experience, it is like following a map. As long as there is enough time, it will be a natural thing.

But after the second rank, there is no experience to rely on for the first rank.

He can't expect to cast the Great Light Mantra on a certain first rank master.

The existence of the first rank is low-key and mysterious. I am afraid that no one will know about their death.

Abbot Huian pointed out that the path of the first rank is to see the mind and nature, and it is necessary to experience in the mortal world. When the roots of dust fall off, you can see the mind and nature.

I really don't want to enter the mortal world, I just want to stay in the Medicine Valley, watch the years pass, and my life span is unlimited.

What's more, there are two first rank protections in the Vajra Temple.

But this trip to the Holy Church of Light made him feel deeply and changed his concept.

If you can't reach the first rank, you will still live an unhappy life and be bound by your hands and feet. This is the case in the Great Light Peak.

If he stayed in the Medicine Valley, even if there was a Medicine Buddha statue, he would never be able to enter the first-grade realm in his lifetime, let alone practice the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

Are you willing?

Do you have to rely on others for shelter?

Such immortality is really boring.

He couldn't help but sigh at the greed of human hearts.

At the beginning, as long as he could live, he would be infinitely happy even if he was wronged and humiliated. As long as he was alive, it was fine.

But now, with the increase of cultivation, he is no longer satisfied with living, but wants to live better and enjoy better.

He wants to eat fine food, drink fine wine, have gorgeous utensils, beautiful scenery, and a comfortable mood. In the end, he also wants to be the best person, the best in the world, and be free and easy.

And to be the best in the world, he must strive for the first grade, and practice the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art to perfection and achieve Vajra.

So if he wants to live a better life, he can only wrong himself and do things he doesn't want to do.

He understood the truth that only those who endure hardships can become the best in the world in his previous life.

What's more, I have the power to protect myself now, so it's not that dangerous.

Alas... I still like staying in the Medicine Valley the most.

When I enter the first level, I will return to the Medicine Valley. Only then will I be truly free and happy.

"Uncle Master."

In the early morning, Fakong came to the entrance of the valley, clasped his hands together, and welcomed Lianxue's arrival.

He had a smile on his face.

Another bit of faith power arrived.

"Yu'er misses her brother, let her come over to see him." Lianxue looked at Zhou Yu beside her gently.

Zhou Yu clasped his hands together obediently and saluted: "Hello, Senior Brother Fakong."

Fakong smiled and clasped his hands together in return.

She is now his junior sister, this generation...

Zhou Yu looked into the valley.

"Yu'er, go."

"Then Master, I'll go over." Zhou Yu said crisply, ran out lightly, and met Zhou Yu who came out to greet him.

Zhou Yang turned his head and ignored her, thinking that she had left him to go to Mingyue Temple.

Zhou Yu held his hand and coaxed him softly.

A few words made Zhou Yang smile happily, and he went hand in hand to chase butterflies in the flower garden.

Lian Xue looked at their siblings with pity and nodded lightly.

Fa Kong invited Lian Xue to drink tea in Yingxin Pavilion.

"Da Leiyin Temple has sent out a request for help, asking each temple to send experts to help in preparation for Dayong's next attack." Lian Xue took the tea cup handed by Lin Feiyang.

She took a sip of tea, frowned, and said softly, "I really don't understand what Dayong is doing."

Fakong nodded slightly.

This is what all the Daxueshan Sect temples are wondering about.

Judging from the news obtained by the green-clad foreign affairs department, the attack was initiated and organized by Prince Chun of Dayong in order to combat the arrogance of Daqian Wulin.

This is really far-fetched.

Even if Prince Chun of Dayong is headstrong, there is no need to do such a thing. He must have other motives.

This is difficult to figure out.

Top masters like Liangyi Divine Sword don't know it, and masters from other sects are also confused and only follow orders.

If it weren't for the green-clad foreign minister, the Snow Mountain Sect would not have been able to find out the mastermind behind it. From this level of rigor, Prince Chun should not be underestimated.

This made everyone even more vigilant.

"Fakong, you are so smart, can you guess what Dayong is going to do?"

"Uncle Master, this is going to be difficult for me." Fakong said with a smile.

"I know you have some magical powers." Lian Xue said softly.

Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded: "I'll give it a try."

His eyes quickly changed into a zoom state, and they were extremely dark and deep, staring at Lian Xue.

Looking at it, Lian Xue's face seemed to turn into a mirror, and some scenes slowly appeared.

After a moment, Fa Kong withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes and pondered.

Lian Xue kept staring at Fa Kong and noticed the change in Fa Kong's pupils, but didn't ask any more questions.

Fakong pondered for a moment: "Uncle Master, this time Dayong's target is your Mingyue Temple. I don't know if it is Daleiyin Temple, but it must be your Mingyue Temple."

Lian Xue was startled.

Fakong nodded slowly: "Yes, it's your Mingyue Temple! ... It's really weird, why is it your Mingyue Temple?"

"It's really weird..." Lian Xue frowned.

She has great trust in Fa Kong.

This statement was unbelievable. She tried hard to think about the reason without doubting Fakong's words.

Could it be that Mingyue'an offended Prince Chun, or was it for some other reason?

No matter how you say it, it shouldn’t be Mingyuean.

Fakong said: "Uncle Master, it's better to go back and give a reminder. It's best to let a few more first-grade people return to the nunnery, so as not to suffer a loss later."

"But over there at the Great Leiyin Temple..." Lian Xuedai frowned more and more tightly.

Fakong shook his head: "Those who should be assisted over there still need to be assisted. Mingyue Temple will encounter enemies, but I dare not say that there will be no such thing as Daleiyin Temple."

Lian Xue nodded slowly: "We can only divide the troops into two groups... Then we can only ask the first-level ancestors to come back, because I'm afraid they won't believe it."

"I believe Uncle Master will find a way." Fakong said with a smile.

A disciple like Lian Xue has a different status.

The average disciple of Mingyue Temple cannot hire a first-grade master, but someone like Lian Xue can.

"Alas..." Lian Xue sighed softly: "Dayong is really... inexplicable."

"The time is at noon three days later." Fakong shook his head and said: "It's a very powerful method. I'm afraid everyone thought that they were going to attack the Great Leiyin Temple. Who would have thought that it was your Mingyue Temple, and it came so quickly. !”

"I'll go back right away." Lian Xue stood up solemnly.

She glanced at Zhou Yu who was playing with Zhou Yang in the distance.

Fakong said: "Let her stay here first, so as not to have to take care of her too much. ...Other disciples of Mingyue Temple can also pass by."

"...Okay." Lian Xue nodded lightly, fluttering away from the pavilion, crossing the lake and coming to Zhou Yu's side.

She knelt down and whispered a few words to Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu obediently agreed, nodded and titheed.

The lotus and snow made a tithe, and then they made a tithe towards Fa Kong, and the white clothes fluttered away.

Fakong walked slowly to Huinan's courtyard in Prajna Yuan and knocked on the door. Huinan's voice came from inside: "Come in!"

Fakong entered Huinan's courtyard.

Fa'en was standing aside, saluting in unison.

Fakong smiled and agreed, then directly used his clairvoyance to look at Huinan, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, it was an attack on Mingyue An, not a joint attack on Kongang Temple.

"Master, after this incident, I am going to go on a study tour and leave the temple temporarily."

Huinan was slowly boxing in the small courtyard. She was not surprised by his words. She kept moving and said casually: "Have you figured it out?"

Fakong nodded slowly.

"Very good." Hui Nan nodded lightly: "It will be difficult to become a great master if you keep shrinking in the valley. None of the founders in the past has achieved it by practicing hard in the temple."

"yes."

"where are you going?"

"What do you think, Master?"

"It's better to go to Shenjing." Hui Nan said: "We have a rank in the other courtyard to take charge."

Fakong smiled.

Huinan saw him smiling and hummed: "Did you hit the mark?"

"Master still knows me." Fakong Heshi said.

Huinan was still punching his fists and said angrily: "If you are timid and afraid of death, and have no courage at all, how can you make progress in Buddhism?"

"Yes." Fakong did not refute.

In theory, this is true, but my Buddhist teachings are indeed not deep, but I cannot resist the powerful Buddhist mantra.

People in the world are superficial and practical. No matter how profound the Buddha's teachings are or how colorful they are, they are not as good as a single cast of the Buddha's mantra.