Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

His left hand was no longer inside or outside his sleeve, it had separated from his body and disappeared.

"Senior Brother Fakong." Fawu raised a single palm of his right hand and saluted with a smile.

Fakong stood up and titheed, his expression solemn.

He discovered changes in Dharma enlightenment.

With the loss of this left hand, it seems that he has also lost his usual arrogance, and the whole thing has become much rounder and softer.

The original edges and corners seemed to have been polished away. Although his face was weathered and dusty, he was still full of energy.

Faning also noticed something strange and lost his voice: "Brother Fawu, your left hand...?"

"It was cut off by someone." Fawu said with a carefree smile: "I am not as skilled as others, and there is nothing I can do about it. I lost an arm but saved my life. I still made a profit."

"Who did this?!"

"Junior brother, can you help me get revenge?" Fawu smiled and said: "Dayong Wulin is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and should not be underestimated."

"Come, sit down and talk." Fakong said.

Fa Wu sat down and nodded to Xu Zhijian in greeting.

Fa Kong introduced the two of them.

"Actually, it's nothing unusual." Fa Wu said, "I just ran into a group of big bandits who were robbing and killing a family. I couldn't stand it, so I took action in anger."

"When the road is rough, draw your sword to help." Fakong nodded slowly.

It's better to do less of this kind of thing. Before helping, you must first determine whether you can handle it.

Preserve yourself first.

But he would never object to such an act of sacrificing his life to save others.

Everyone has their own opinions and they cannot be imposed on others.

"Well done!" Xu Zhijian said solemnly: "Even if they are strong in martial arts, we cannot let them do whatever they want. We must let them know that there is justice in this world."

Fakong said: "For such a powerful master, it must not be an ordinary robbery. What's going on?"

"A foreign minister of the Dayong court who resigned was assassinated by political opponents." Fawu shook his head: "Nowadays, the officials of the Dayong court are extremely divided. When the new emperor comes to power, it is a time of instability."

"How are the people in Dayong?"

"It's also a mess." Fa Wu frowned and said, "It may be caused by the previous seizure of the legitimate son, and the army was too depleted."

Fakong thought thoughtfully: "The army is weak and the ground is a bit unstable, so martial arts masters take the opportunity to cause trouble, right?"

Fa Wu showed a look of compassion on his face: "On this journey, I saw too many innocent people being robbed and killed. They complained that the sky should not be punished and the earth was not working. It is extremely miserable to be killed by others and die in the wilderness... Oh, even though I have tried to help, it is a pity that sometimes I am still a step too late to save the person."

Fakong shook his head: "The people are still suffering."

"Exactly!" Xu Zhijian said, stroking his palms: "Fakong's words are the most reasonable. Whether it is the court or the martial arts world, once there is turmoil, the people will suffer the most. Don't they know that the people are the foundation of the world?"

Fa Wu said: "After seeing their chaos in Dayong, I understand the wisdom of our Taizu Daqian. Although I am a disciple of the martial arts sect, I still have to say that thanks to the suppression of the Shenwu Palace, the martial arts in the world can be honest."

Without strong suppression, it would be impossible to keep martial arts masters honest, and killing people without batting an eye would be the norm.

Fakong nodded: "With a sharp blade in hand, a murderous intention arises. This is human nature. People in the martial arts cannot overcome it. Even if they are bound by sect rules, they will inevitably still take chances."

Even in the past life, where the eyes were everywhere, there were still too many murder cases that could not be solved, let alone a world like this.

It's okay to be a top sect disciple. Even if you die, your sect will take revenge, which makes you worry.

Ordinary civilians died silently, and no one even reported it to the official.

Therefore, the imperial court has the Shenwu Mansion and the green-clad Fengju, which greatly intimidate people in the martial arts world. Otherwise, if the martial arts masters are allowed to do whatever they want, many ordinary people will be harmed, people will be panicked, and the world will be in turmoil.

"Junior Brother Fawu, what do you know about Prince Chun?"

"Prince Chun..." Fawu said slowly: "This prince is also a hero. His cultivation is extremely high. It is said that he is in the first-level realm. His prestige is also extremely high. He is the confidant of the current Emperor Dayong."

"It is said that the current Emperor Dayong relies heavily on Prince Chun to win the throne."

"Why does such a person insist on destroying Mingyue Temple?"

"...I don't know." Fa Wu shook his head: "But it is said that Prince Chun is extremely intelligent and has superb skills."

"...Strange." Fakong said: "Junior Brother Fawu, you also feel strange. You want to know why Prince Chun insists on letting people attack our Daxue Mountain?"

"I have been secretly visiting him," Fawu said slowly, refreshed, "I think I have some clues."

"Tell me and listen."

"It should be to consume the martial arts masters of Dayong! ...Through these two confrontations, the martial arts masters of Dayong suffered heavy losses, not to mention being killed and captured by our Daxue Mountain, even the losses suffered by our Dagan revenge were heavy enough. , several first-class sects were destroyed!”

Thinking of this, he looked tense: "Senior brother, the strength of the Six Paths of Demon Sect is really amazing!"

Xu Zhijian said hurriedly: "It's exactly what Monk Fawu said! Everyone in the world has ignored the sudden increase in power of the Demon Sect. I think their strength has surpassed ours!"

Fawu nodded vigorously and agreed deeply.

He saw that the sects that were destroyed were not as high as Divine Sword Peak, but they were still famous first-class sects.

Such a sect was destroyed overnight, and only one of the six demon sects took action. How terrible would it be if the six sects merged into one?

Fakong stood up and put his hands behind his back to think.

Is King Chun using Daxueshan's hand to kill people and consume Dayong's martial arts masters? Is it really that simple?

Or are you thinking too complicated?

"Monk, will Monk Fa Wu's hand be useless?" Lin Feiyang felt that their vision was too long-term, and they only thought about the distance and not the present.

At that moment, Monk Fawu's left hand was chopped off and became disabled, which obviously affected his cultivation.

Not to mention martial arts that require both hands to perform. Without the left hand, not only cannot these martial arts be used, but also the movement of the mind will be affected.

The impact is huge.

"It doesn't matter." Fawu said with a smile: "Fortunately, the left hand is missing. If the right hand is really a bit troublesome."

Fakong smiled: "Junior Brother Fawu, please take a good rest."

"Yes." Fa Wu nodded.

He took out the Youxuan Talisman from his arms with his right hand and was about to hand it back to Fa Kong, but Fa Kong waved his hand to stop him and said with a smile: "This Talisman is given to you. I believe you will need it!"

"...Okay, then I will accept it shamelessly." Fawu did not refuse and took it back happily.

He raised his right palm, saluted everyone, and left.

"Oh, what a pity!" Lin Feiyang shook his head.

Faning's face was full of sadness, feeling sad for Fawu.

Senior Brother Fawu is expected to succeed the abbot, but now he only has one hand left, I'm afraid...

He turned to look at Fa Kong.

Fakong gave him a look.

Fanning regained his energy and continued to eat with his head down, so as not to reveal his flaws.

After everyone has dispersed, everyone goes back to their rooms to sleep and rest.

Fa Kong bathed in the soft moonlight and continued walking by the lake.

The lake is sparkling, and the bright moon is reflected in it.

There was silence all around.

The sound of insects echoed.

Faning followed up, his body as strong as a bear slightly bowed forward, looking a bit wretched, and whispered: "Senior brother?"

He suddenly felt something. He turned around and waved away Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu: "You two, go to bed quickly!"

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yuzheng followed him step by step, moving lightly.

Because of his huge stature, the two of them were hidden in his shadow, so well covered that they could easily be ignored.

"Master, we are not sleepy!" Zhou Yang said hurriedly: "I want to hear you talk to my uncle."

Faning snorted: "Children, what are you listening to? Go back to bed. You have to practice tomorrow and continue to stretch your muscles!"

"Master" Zhou Yang grabbed the monk's sleeve and shook it.

Zhou Yu said obediently: "Senior brother, we will never say anything, and we will never tell anyone else."

Faning immediately looked at Fa Kong.

Fakong nodded: "Just follow me."

"Thank you, uncle!" Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu thanked each other happily.

Although the uncle was scary, he was indeed easy to talk to. The two of them had such an illusion.

Fakong continued to walk with his hands behind his back.

Faning followed suit.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu followed him step by step, just in his shadow.

"Senior Brother, is there any way to heal Senior Brother Fawu's injury?"

"Well, there is a magical skill." Fakong said: "Let him practice it, and he should be able to regenerate the broken arm."

"What miraculous feat?"

Fakong suddenly used sound transmission to enter the secret: "Butian Que,... use sound transmission to enter the secret."

"Can Tian Dao's Mending Temple?!" Faning hurriedly used sound transmission to enter the secret, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Fa Kong nodded.

Faning suddenly smiled and used his voice to enter the secret path: "This amazing skill is said to be extremely painful and easy to lose your mind. However, with the Clear Heart Charm of Senior Brother, you can indeed practice it!"

Fakong glanced at a room in the distance, which was Xu Zhijian's cabin, and whispered through voice transmission: "Don't let Brother Xu know."

He even had to lower his voice to convey the secret message.

Faning nodded hastily.

He understood what Fa Kong meant.

Xu Zhijian was very afraid of the Demon Sect and firmly opposed the practice of Demon Kung Fu, saying that the Secret Code of the Demon contained evil intentions and harmed the world.

If he knew that he wanted to practice the miraculous skills of Can Tiandao, he would definitely reprimand him. Even if Senior Brother Fakong was his good friend, he would never be merciful.

"Okay, let's go back." Fakong said.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu opened their eyes wide and blinked, feeling baffled.

It seems that Master and Master spoke, but they didn't hear them. How did they talk?

Could it be a flirtation?

Zhou Yu said softly: "It's the sound transmission into the secret."

Zhou Yang suddenly realized.

He immediately gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "We also need to practice this."

Zhou Yu nodded.

Faning lowered his head and said: "If you want to practice, you must first pass the level of opening the tendons, and then practice hard until you reach the fourth and fifth levels before you can perform it."

"How long will it take to practice, Master?"

"I've been practicing for six years."

"It's been so long." Zhou Yang immediately backed down.

Zhou Yu said softly: "Senior brother, master said that it only takes me four years to reach the fifth level."

Faning looked at her and shook his head: "It can't be so fast."

"Master said that my qualifications are not inferior to those of Senior Sister Ning. Senior Sister Ning only reached the fifth rank in four years, so I can do it too."

Faning looked at Zhou Yang: "Don't let your sister compare you, you are a man!"

Zhou Yang said: "Master, my sister and I have the same qualifications. Is it because the martial arts in our Vajra Temple are not good enough?"

Fanning's little eyes suddenly widened.

Zhou Yang was not afraid at all, and said softly: "Master, didn't you say that I have the same qualifications as you? My sister and I have the same qualifications, and my sister has the same qualifications as Uncle Ning, so Master, you and Uncle Ning have the same qualifications , but it took you six years, Master, and only four years for Master Ning.”

Fanning's fat face suddenly turned red.

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