Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head with emotion.

If it weren't for her senior brother who predicted the future, deduced the masters, and knew the details, the Jade Butterfly Sect would definitely not survive this.

He learned a profound lesson that the survival of the sect cannot rely on the outside world, but must strive for self-improvement. The Jade Butterfly Sect is the best example.

The disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect married very well, and they have such a strong backing, but the one who ultimately decides the survival of the Jade Butterfly Sect is still the Jade Butterfly Sect itself.

You can't rely on others at the critical moment.

If she and her senior brother weren't there, the Jade Butterfly Sect would have suffered a heavy blow last night, with the sect leader killed and the married disciples killed. The next step might be that the Jade Butterfly Sect's main hall would be attacked, and it would not be able to stop the Nine Yuan Holy Sect's counterattack.

Fakong and Ning Zhenzhen had lunch together.

Whether he was talking to Ning Zhenzhen or watching the battle of the Great Miaolian Temple to besiege the Nine Yuan Holy Sect masters, he had been running the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, refining the Gang Qi, and improving his cultivation.

Now he has no bottleneck, he just needs to refine the qi, this is a slow process, there is no way to get it by using the Wheel of Time Tower.

After lunch, the two of them drank water lazily, chatting and talking about some anecdotes, Ning Zhenzhen laughed from time to time.

Fakong also talked and laughed.

The two of them talked in perfect harmony, with a glance and a topic, the other party knew what the other was going to say.

So they talked very harmoniously and happily.

Fakong suddenly stopped and smiled: "Junior sister, you are busy, I will go to Yongkong Temple."

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes showed curiosity.

Fakong smiled and said: "Monk Yuande is here."

"Okay, senior brother, go, I will also prepare." Ning Zhenzhen said.

Outside Yongkong Temple, Monk Yuande, wearing a bright yellow monk robe, stood quietly at the gate with a solemn expression.

Fakong's voice came: "Master, please come in."

Monk Yuande pushed the door into the courtyard, turned around the screen wall, and came to the main hall.

Fakong was holding incense and bowing to the Buddha statue in the main hall, then he inserted three sandalwood sticks into the incense burner, and three wisps of fragrance rose into the air.

Monk Yuande came to Fakong, clasped his hands together and bowed to the golden Buddha statue in the hall, and then said: "Master, I am going to retreat for a while."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Monk Yuande said: "I am going to retreat to the Chanxin Hall for a year to repent for my sins."

Fakong raised his eyebrows: "Master, do you feel that you have committed a serious sin because you killed too many people?"

"More than a hundred people died." Monk Yuande said slowly.

Fakong said: "These people were not killed by the master, not to mention, how much innocent blood is on their hands? Killing them is to act on behalf of the heaven, to benefit all living beings, and to be virtuous to heaven and earth."

Monk Yuande sighed: "Although I did not kill them, it is no different from killing them. Although these people are deeply sinful, they are still alive after all."

"Some lives should not appear in this world, and only turn the world into hell." Fakong said lightly: "If you don't kill them, you should repent!"

Monk Yuande was silent.

Fakong said: "Master, you should ask your heart whether you should kill them."

"They should be killed, but killing so many people, I really..." Monk Yuande shook his head.

Fakong suddenly smiled.

Monk Yuande frowned at him.

Fakong smiled: "Master, are you hiding something?"

Monk Yuande pondered and said nothing.

Fakong said with a smile: "Master, what you really want to repent is not killing too many people, right?"

Monk Yuande looked up at the Buddha statue in the main hall, clasped his hands together, and remained silent.

Fakong laughed and said: "Master, have you suddenly realized that you don't know yourself at all?"

Monk Yuande clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, murmured, and began to chant.

Fakong said with a smile: "Master, you don't have to do this. Even if killing makes you excited, it's not a bad thing."

Monk Yuande stopped chanting and opened his eyes to look at him.

Fakong smiled and said: "It's just the instinct of the body. There are two kinds of human nature, one is wolf and the other is sheep."

Monk Yuande sighed.

Fakong said: "It seems that Master, your nature is wolf, so you are not afraid of killing, but excited and stimulated."

Monk Yuande chanted a Buddhist name.

Fakong said: "Master, the reason why people are human is because they have reason, not because they act on instinct. Wolf nature does not mean wolf behavior. The boundless Dharma is to cultivate one's nature."

Yuande monk pondered, his eyes gradually brightened, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he clasped his hands and said: "Thank you, Master, for clearing up my doubts."

Fakong smiled and said: "Master, the Dharma is profound, and in fact, you can also understand this truth, but you are confused and the time is not right... Don't fight with your own nature, accept it, control it, and refine it. It is the opportunity to practice and the shortcut to the advancement of the Dharma. Troubles are Bodhi."

"Amitabha!" Monk Yuande chanted the Buddha's name again.

Fakong's words made him feel enlightened, and all his guilt and troubles were swept away in an instant.

Accept it, control it, and refine it, and it is the treasure raft to land on the other shore.

Fakong smiled and said: "I still have to congratulate the master. This time, the Great Miaolian Temple has made a huge harvest."

Monk Yuande nodded.

The martial arts performance order was issued by the imperial court, and the rewards were naturally also issued by the imperial court. Any sect could receive the rewards.

The Great Miaolian Temple was of course included.

This time, so many disciples of the Nine Yuan Holy Sect were wiped out in one go. If the rules of the martial arts performance order were followed, the gains would indeed be huge.

The rewards from the imperial court are a huge temptation for any sect, including the Great Miaolian Temple, and they are extremely rare.

Fakong said: "So, Master, you are taking advantage of me and you shouldn't appear in front of me."

Monk Yuande laughed and shook his head: "In terms of benefits, Master, you still get more."

Master Fakong killed Old Man Jiuyuan and got a lot of good things. It's useless to ask, Master Fakong will never tell, so I just don't ask.

Compared with the rewards that the temple can get from the martial arts order, it's probably better.

"Just a little bit." Fakong pinched the tip of his little finger with his left hand and smiled.

Monk Yuande laughed twice, clasped his hands and said goodbye. Fakong didn't keep him and sent him to the gate of the temple.

A bright moon hung high in the sky.

It was as bright as a jade plate, emitting a soft and clear light.

In the abbot's yard of Fakong, the moonlight was dispersed by the daylight of the lanterns and could not be approached.

Everyone gathered around a large sandalwood round table to eat.

Fakong was slow and elegant, while others including Zhou Yang were eating at the same leisure.

Chu Ling was still among them. She was addicted to the excitement here and refused to go back to the palace for dinner. It was so cold and boring.

Fakong said, "You should go back to accompany the Queen."

"My mother doesn't need me." Chu Ling snorted.

Fakong raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Chu Ling snorted, "What are you looking at? Don't you know that my mother is pregnant again?"

Everyone who was eating stopped abruptly and looked up at her.

Chu Ling said, "This news has been blocked and not spread out. Don't spread it out!"

"How old is the Queen?" Lin Feiyang asked.

Chu Ling rolled his eyes at him.

Of course, this cannot be said.

Lin Feiyang said with a smile, "Over 40 years old? Can she still have a baby? She is worthy of being the Queen!"

Chu Ling looked at Fakong.

Fakong continued to eat without looking away.

Lin Feiyang said bluntly: "Your Highness, you have been looking at the abbot. Is it because of the abbot?"

"Bang!" Lin Feiyang's body shook slightly.

It was Zhu Ni who kicked him under the table.

Zhu Ni did not change her expression, as if she had done nothing.

Lin Feiyang hurriedly said: "I mean, is it because the Queen drank the holy water? Rejuvenated?"

Chu Ling snorted: "That's right!"

Zhou Yu smiled: "If this news spreads, I'm afraid the price of the holy water will be even more shocking."

Xu Qingluo smiled: "This is a happy event, Sister Chu, you are not happy? There are brothers or sisters to play with."

Chu Ling rolled her eyes and said: "Do you think your brothers and sisters are fun?"

Xu Qingluo shook her head: "Very annoying."

Chu Ling snorted.

Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong: "Master..."

Fakong ate his meal without saying a word.

Xu Qingluo said: "Master, is it because of the holy water?"

"Maybe." Fakong did not comment.

Xu Qingluo said, "If this news gets out, the nobles in Shenjing will go crazy."

Which noble doesn't want to have many children?

But the more precious a family is, the fewer people they have. There are many such families in Shenjing. Once they know that the holy water can help give birth to children, won't they go even crazier?

Now it's just that the noble ladies are extremely nervous about beauty and beauty. They are scrambling to buy the holy water every day.

Once they know that the holy water is related to giving birth to children, the daily competition will be more intense, and blood may be shed.

Chu Ling said, "So my mother has been suppressing the news."

"Does the emperor know?" Xu Qingluo asked curiously.

"What do you think?" Chu Ling snorted.

Xu Qingluo said with a giggle, "It would be interesting if we could even keep it a secret from the Emperor."

"You are just imagining things." Chu Ling said, "Father knows about it too, and now he's running to Mother's place every day. I won't bother him."

After Father knew that Mother was pregnant, the two of them returned to their sweet love, as if Leng Feiqiong didn't exist.

Xu Qingluo said, "What about Concubine Leng?"

"No news yet." Chu Ling shook his head and looked at Fakong again.

Fakong said, "There won't be any news from Leng Feiqiong in the short term."

"Then Father must be very disappointed." Chu Ling said.

Fakong smiled.

Chu Ling said, "But is it really because of the holy water? Or the Buddhist mantra?"

"Both." Fakong said, "Using the Buddhist mantra and drinking the holy water will restore her to a young state."

"Master, is it a prince or a princess?"

"A prince."

"That's boring." Xu Qingluo shook her head, "It would be fun if it was a princess, we can take her along to play."

Chu Ling nodded.

She was planning to do the same.

Zhou Yang said, "Why can't the prince have fun?"

"Is someone like you interesting?" Xu Qingluo said with a grin.

Zhou Yang was not convinced.

Fakong said, "How is Young Master Li doing?"

Xu Qingluo showed a helpless look.

Zhou Yu said, "Young Master Li is confident and has a way to deal with it. We don't have to worry."

"Master, you must know." Xu Qingluo snorted.

Fakong said, "You can see her methods in person and see what the real means are."

Xu Qingluo was half-believing and half-doubting: "Master, you really don't know?"

Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo frowned and thought, then shook his head.

They discussed several times, but none of them could think of how Li Ying could break the situation now.

PS: Update completed.