Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

With their wisdom, they should have guessed my intention long ago, but unfortunately they didn't think calmly.

After entering the secret room of Xuanyang Sect, she lost her usual alertness. After feeling my breath, she didn't think through the cause and effect of the matter quickly.

If it was normal, she should have thought of it long ago, instead of the two of them analyzing it afterwards.

This is the importance of experience and tempering.

The next time something like this happens, she will be able to think it through quickly, instead of being distracted by other things, which will hinder the high-speed and smooth operation of her thinking.

"Abbot..." Lin Feiyang couldn't help it.

Fakong said: "I will see him eventually, so there is no need to rush now."

"Can he still appear?" Lin Feiyang said hurriedly.

Fakong said: "After all, he passed on the mental method to Duan Hu, how could he completely ignore it?"

"...That's right." Lin Feiyang said: "Even if he doesn't care about Brother Duan, he should care about whether his own mental method can be passed on."

If the heir he chooses is in danger or dies, he still has to find someone else to pass on the inheritance.

More importantly, it is necessary to find out whether the mental method has been leaked.

Although his mental method has been leaked, others cannot practice it, but they may find a way to restrain it through careful study.

Thinking of this, Lin Feiyang chuckled and said, "Abbot, is it possible to restrain his body method?"

Fakong shook his head and said, "His mental method is indeed unique."

"What a pity..." Lin Feiyang still felt sorry and glared at Fu Qingshan.

Fu Qingshan seemed not to see it and continued to look down at his wine glass, as if the slightly turbid wine contained unspeakable mysteries.

Lin Feiyang snorted, thinking he was pretending to be dead.

Fakong gave Lin Feiyang a look, indicating that it was not appropriate to disturb Fu Qingshan and let him be quiet for a while.

Fakong could see that he was in a state of perception and seemed to be about to catch the aura.

Lin Feiyang stopped talking and stared at Fu Qingshan.

Fu Qingshan stared at the wine in the glass.

Time passed slowly, and Lin Feiyang and Fu Qingshan did not move, and Lin Feiyang even deliberately did not move.

Fakong narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly made a hand seal, and shouted softly: "Duh!"

It was like a wake-up call.

Fu Qingshan's mind suddenly went blank.

The next moment, a flash of inspiration shone brightly, his mind was filled with infinite light, his eyes suddenly shone, and he stood up.

"Haha..." He laughed up to the sky.

Fu Qingshan usually looked like a wooden man, not saying a word all day, and had no expression.

At this time, laughing up to the sky was particularly abrupt and impactful.

Lin Feiyang was stunned.

Fakong smiled.

People in the restaurant looked over.

Fu Qingshan stopped laughing and calmed down, but at this time he was in high spirits, as if he had changed into a different person.

Lin Feiyang chuckled and said, "Old Fu, have you realized it again?"

"Yes." Fu Qingshan said with emotion, "It's really refreshing to pass through one level after another!"

It feels like climbing a mountain, climbing one mountain after another, there are always higher mountains, and it is difficult to climb every time, but it is so refreshing after reaching the top that you can't help yourself.

Lin Feiyang looked at Fakong: "Abbot, Old Fu has surpassed me now, right?"

"On par with you." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang smiled and said, "This is really unfair."

"Why is it unfair?" Fu Qingshan asked.

Lin Feiyang said, "I have been practicing hard and working all day long, but Old Fu, you have been doing nothing and have caught up with me unknowingly."

Fu Qingshan said, "I am not being lazy, I am..."

Lin Feiyang knew what he was going to say and snorted, "Staring at the turtle, this way of practicing is really lazy."

Fu Qingshan smiled.

This is indeed the best way to practice that I have discovered. It is my own unique method, and others cannot learn it.

Lin Feiyang sighed: "You just stay by the release pond and daydream. I also want this kind of practice method, but it's a pity... a life of hard work!"

Fakong smiled and sipped the wine.

Everyone has the best way to practice. Fu Qingshan found his own, and Lin Feiyang actually found his own.

They are suitable for their respective natures.

Fu Qingshan prefers quietness to movement, and is as still as a mountain, and can strike with a shocking blow.

Lin Feiyang prefers movement to quietness, and can't stop. He is always active and energetic.

If their practice methods are reversed, they will be useless, and their progress may be regressing.

——

In the early morning, Fakong strolled in Shenjing and finally came to Lingkong Temple and came to the steps of the main hall.

Chu Xiong was standing next to the tall incense burner with his hands behind his back, looking up at the golden Buddha statue in the hall, as if he didn't notice his appearance.

Fakong clasped his hands together.

"You said, restore the Qianming Sect?" Chu Xiong stood with his hands behind his back and snorted in a deep voice, with his back to Fakong.

Fakong said: "Is the emperor really going to restore the Qianming Sect?"

"...Is there such a plan." Chu Xiong said slowly.

Fakong remained silent.

Chu Xiong turned around, his eyes like lightning, and said slowly: "If the Qianming Sect is restored, what will they do?"

"It must be a love-hate entanglement." Fakong said: "They should be grateful to the emperor, but also hate him."

Chu Xiong snorted.

Fakong said: "If it weren't for the emperor's connivance, how could their Qianming Sect be destroyed?"

"I don't know about this at all."

"Even if the emperor doesn't know, they are his subjects."

"If so, then I can't do anything."

"Your Majesty wants to rectify the administration of officials?" Fakong said, "Give everyone a clear warning?"

"...Yes." Chu Xiong nodded slowly.

He asked people to investigate carefully and found that the situation in the entire court was really not good. The ministers abused their power too wantonly and had caused public resentment.

If they were not properly rectified, it might endanger the stability of the country.

For these ministers, we must use them and deal with them. We can't let them live too comfortably, otherwise we will be uncomfortable.

Fakong pondered.

Chu Xiong hummed, "But is it wrong?"

Fakong nodded slowly, "It's a bit late to rectify now, and the disease is terminal."

Chu Xiong's face darkened and he said coldly, "Is it that bad?"

Fakong sighed, "Once a drastic rectification is carried out, there will definitely be unexpected things."

"What unexpected things?"

"Your Majesty should know."

"I am really curious, what unexpected things will happen!" Chu Xiong hummed.

Fakong looked at him and said slowly: "Rise up in rebellion."

"Hey." Chu Xiong sneered: "This is courting death!"

Fakong nodded: "They have no way to live. Instead of giving up, they might as well fight and live a few more days."

Chu Xiong's face darkened, and his eyes became more fierce.

Fakong said calmly: "More importantly, this will set a very bad precedent. After someone demonstrates, people will continue to rise up in rebellion. There will be dozens of places in a month. Your Majesty didn't expect it, right?"

Chu Xiong's face became more and more ugly.

If there are dozens of rebellions in a month, it will be a sign of chaos, showing how unpopular the current court is.

Once the people's hearts are moved, the country will be unstable.

This is a situation that must not be allowed to happen!

Even if these rebellions are suppressed, his reputation as an emperor will be ruined, and Daqian will easily fall into turmoil and will never be stable again.