Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong's eyes suddenly became unfathomable, like a bottomless ancient well that was about to swallow her up.

She felt a chill in her heart.

"The acupuncture points are sealed," Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang kicked her on the shoulder and sealed her acupuncture points again.

Fakong looked at her for a moment, his eyes recovered, and then suddenly became blank again, looking at the old woman blankly.

The old woman's heart was numbed by his strange behavior.

Chu Xiang on the side vaguely knew that these were probably two kinds of magical powers.

The so-called one-pass, all-powerful master means that Master Fakong not only knows one kind of magical power, but may possess five kinds of magical powers in Buddhism.

Fakong shook his head slightly, his eyes returned to normal, and he sighed: "Since you don't say it, I will tell it for you."

There was a sneer and teasing in the old woman's eyes.

"You don't want to go to Shenjing to spread your plague, which is called Three Days of Drunkenness in the Underworld, right?"

The old woman's face changed slightly.

Even though her acupuncture points were sealed and the muscles on her face were stiff and unable to move, the changes in her expression could still be seen through the slight changes in her eyes.

Fakong continued: "These five people were your disciples from Huangquan Valley, and they were dead soldiers."

"Alas..." Fakong sighed: "What a Huangquan Valley. It takes death as its pride and its secret realm. The distortion of its concepts is really shocking."

The old woman's eyes showed sneer and disdain, as if she was looking at a fool.

Fakong shook his head and said: "The disciples of Huangquan Valley change their physiques through secret methods, and reproduce the secret medicine of Huangquan that matches yours, thereby stimulating the three-day drunkenness of Huangquan."

He sighed: "Three Days of Drunkenness in the Underworld is a secret technique that is the most sinister and poisonous in the world. It will harm the peace of heaven. You dare not use it in Dayong, but King Chun gave you a secret order at the cost of a forbidden land. , I want you to come to Daqian Shenjing to perform."

The sneer in the old woman's eyes grew thicker, hiding her shock.

Fakong said: "What a pity, you are too greedy!... You not only want to kill people, but you also want to kill more people. You also want to shake the people's hearts in Daqian and kill the victims first, thereby shaking the world. He was disheartened by the cruelty of Daqian, and thus became alienated from morality. At the same time, through the deaths of these victims, the power of Huangquan Sandayzui was increased dozens of times, thus destroying Daqian Shenjing in one fell swoop, killing two birds with one stone!"

Three Days of Drunkness in the Underworld is just like the virus in the previous life. After various infections, the virus will evolve into a super virus, which can even be dozens of times more powerful, contagious faster, and fatal faster.

The three-day drunkenness of Huangquan originally took three days, but later it only took three-quarters of an hour or even a few minutes. There was no cure and death was inevitable.

The old woman could no longer hide her shock and stared at Fa Kong.

Fakong sighed: "Yellow Spring Valley... such a vicious place should not exist in the world!"

"Mourn! Heart! Sick! Mad!" Chu Xiang gritted his teeth.

He never expected that there was such an inside story.

He stared at the old woman.

Fakong said: "What a prince Chun, this move is really poisonous. Could it be that he issued the martial arts order just to protect you?"

He frowned and pondered, looking up at the roof of the tent.

Chu Xiang's face was as gloomy as iron, and he said slowly: "Master, do you think Dayong Wulin has an ulterior motive for breaking into the Daxue Mountains and entering Daqian territory?"

"It's impossible to just test the defense of Daxue Mountain and then consume the power of Dayong Wulin." Fakong said.

Chu Xiang frowned: "We know too little about Dayong now, and the foreign minister in green is too incompetent and incompetent!"

Fa Kong did not agree.

Ning Zhenzhen is still in the Green Coat Foreign Affairs Department, and should have been reused by now. After all, he has caused such a big mess, and there is no way to take away the credit.

"Monk, she can't survive." Lin Feiyang suddenly said.

Fakong looked at the old woman and shook his head: "She has poisoned herself a long time ago, and there is no cure."

The old woman's face turned blue at this time, and her eyes were bloodshot.

Her eyes were bulging, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets at any moment, and her face showed a look of wanting to speak but still holding back.

Chu Xiang said: "Master, listen to what she has to say?"

Fakong shook his head and said: "She will shout "The King of England has mistaken me" before she dies, and half of the camp can hear it."

Chu Xiang's face changed slightly: "So vicious?"

The old woman stared at Fakong in disbelief.

Fakong said warmly: "Poor monk Fakong, abbot of the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, if you want to take revenge under the underworld, you might as well come to me."

Blood slowly seeped out from the left corner of the old woman's mouth.

Then blood oozed out from the corner of his right eye, then from his left ear, and then from both nostrils, bleeding out in sequence.

His face became ferocious and terrifying, and he died of anger.

With the secret method of Huang Quan, no one can stop you from dying, and you will die very quickly. Of course, you can also be resurrected.

Fakong shook his head: "I'll help you, poor monk."

He formed a seal with his left hand and raised his right palm, emitting light that enveloped the old woman.

Chu Xiang found it difficult to understand.

Fakong said lightly: "What they emphasize is to enter the secret realm of the underworld after death, and they will be immortal from then on. The poor monk wants to transcend her and ascend to heaven without entering the secret realm of the underworld. Such a vicious person is not worthy of having his wish come true!... Amitabha Buddha , the poor monk lost his temper."

"Master did the right thing!" Chu Xiang said solemnly.

He strongly agreed with this sentence. Such a vicious person did not deserve to have his wishes come true. He wanted to enter the secret realm of the underworld after death, but it was not as good as her wish!

In the light, the soul floated up and turned into a small light person, and then began to struggle, trying to escape from the Great Light Spell.

Unfortunately, under the light, she involuntarily turned into a white light that shot straight into the sky and disappeared.

Fakong estimated that the underworld secret technique she practiced would affect the soul. Under such circumstances, her soul would be scattered if she flew into the sky.

"Amitabha!" Fakong smiled.

She got the old woman's memory.

Ji Hongying.

Born in Huangquan Valley since childhood, she accepted the unique concept of Huangquan Valley. Death is eternal, and life is just a short dream, so don't worry too much.

The eternal paradise of Huangquan Valley disciples is Huangquan Secret Realm. After death, they will arrive in this realm. From then on, there will be no more death, only happiness.

After death, they will enter Huangquan Secret Realm, but there are also differences in status in Huangquan Secret Realm. The Huangquan Secret Art Huangquan Soul Washing Jue determines the status.

There are nine levels of Huangquan Soul Washing Jue. The higher the level, the higher the status in Huangquan Secret Realm.

For Huangquan Valley disciples, living is to practice Huangquan Soul Washing Jue, in order to live more comfortably in the eternal Huangquan Secret Realm, and to work hard for a short hundred years in exchange for eternal status.

To practice Huangquan Soul Washing Jue is to kill people.

At the moment of death, the Huangquan Qi is generated. After more than half an hour, the Huangquan Qi dissipates.

Swallowing the Yellow Spring Qi is the fundamental practice of the Yellow Spring Soul Washing Technique.

Ji Hongying is already 103 years old and has entered the seventh level. If he succeeds this time, he can practice to the eighth level, and even hope to reach the ninth level of perfection.

If he enters the Yellow Spring Secret Realm in a perfect state, he will directly enter the highest level, and his life will be extremely comfortable.

Fakong shook his head and sighed, with a vicissitude in his eyes.

After experiencing Ji Hongying's life, he was exhausted. If it weren't for the existence of the Medicine Buddha statue, he would have gone crazy now.

Ji Hongying killed too many people in his life.

Old people, children, young people, and women, everything is included, and everything is killed.

According to the concept of the Yellow Spring Valley, people who are killed by the Yellow Spring Secret Technique will also enter the Yellow Spring Secret Realm after death and become ordinary people in the Yellow Spring Secret Realm.

Therefore, when the disciples of the Yellow Spring Valley kill people, they don't feel that they are killing people at all. They just feel that they are sending them into the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, recruiting people for the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, and strengthening the Yellow Spring Secret Realm.

They don't think they are cruel, but they think they are doing good things.

Fakong experienced Ji Hongying's long and short life.

Long because Ji Hongying lived to be 103 years old.

Short because Ji Hongying had almost no other experience in her life, only practicing martial arts and killing people, which was as boring as a day for more than 100 years.

Because she only regarded life as a short dream, there was no need to pay emotions, just practice martial arts well.

And the best way to practice martial arts is to kill people.

She didn't feel guilty or uneasy after killing so many people, but was satisfied and proud of it.

This distorted concept chilled him.

"Master?" Chu Xiang interrupted his meditation.

Fakong sighed: "Your Majesty, her body is highly poisonous. Ordinary people cannot touch it, burn it or bury it."

"Then how to deal with it?"

"Soak it in water."

"... Use water?"

"Lin Feiyang, go buy some medicinal herbs." He waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang came closer.

Fakong once again formed a sword gesture with his index and middle fingers, and gently tapped Lin Feiyang's brow.

Lin Feiyang was in a trance.

Fakong retracted his finger: "Go quickly and come back quickly."

"Don't worry, it will be quick!" Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

Chu Xiang said: "Master, what will happen if this corpse is buried directly?"

"The corpse will turn into poisonous gas and quickly penetrate into the ground. A mountain will become a dead mountain, and the birds and beasts that escape will carry the poison and spread it. The consequences are unpredictable."

More importantly, she will be resurrected within three days.

"It's so terrible?"

"Huangquan Valley..." Fakong shook his head: "It's a hundred times more terrible than you think, Your Majesty."

"How can such a sect exist?"

"Before this, I didn't know there was such a sect in the world." Fakong shook his head: "I'm afraid the three major sects don't know it exists."

"Terrible." Chu Xiang shook his head and sighed.

Such a guy is really hard to guard against. You can't even think of these tricks. You will definitely fall into it.

Let alone anything else.

If you don't know the details and bury this old woman in this mountain, then the camp halfway up the mountain will probably be in danger.

"Master." Chu Xiang said, "You are right not to go to the palace."

Fakong smiled, "Your Highness, I understand. In fact, the emperor also has concerns. Think about it and you will know that no one wants to have a person with supernatural powers around him, especially the emperor."

If it is an ordinary person, or a weak person, he would like his friends to have supernatural powers, but the emperor and ordinary people have different views.

Suspicion is the emperor's instinct.

And the current emperor is wise and powerful, and he will never allow others to see through him.

So he may not like this monk with supernatural powers, and even be very afraid of him.

It is better not to meet.

Chu Xiang said, "Master's supernatural powers should be kept outside the palace, which can benefit the world."

Fakong shook his head and smiled, "Your Highness, I just want to be free and easy, but I don't want to benefit the world."

"That's right." Chu Xiang smiled.

Even if he is a prince, he can't force Master Fakong, let alone force him.

Lin Feiyang appeared again, carrying more than a dozen bags of medicine.

"Your Highness, prepare a big pot and boil these." Fakong pointed to the sixteen packets of medicine.

Chu Xiang called Yue Minghui and told him to set up a pot.

The blazing fire quickly boiled a pot of water and put the medicine in.

When the medicine became warm, it was put into a large wooden barrel and Ji Hongying's body was put in.

Then, people saw that Ji Hongying's body quickly became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Fakong breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Hongying finally disappeared, and there was no more trouble.