Fakong said solemnly: "Your Majesty, do you think I am exaggerating?"
"Is it really that serious?" Hu Lieyuan was dubious.
Fakong said slowly: "Your Majesty, if you think about it, you will understand that there are many emperors in the past who have pursued immortality, but which one has truly succeeded?"
"Others can't live forever," Hu Lieyuan said.
Fakong shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case."
"It is said in your Vajra Temple that the mental method can achieve the indestructibility and immortality of a vajra, but which one has practiced it?" Hu Lieyuan smiled: "It's just a good wish."
He shook his head and sighed: "In this world, there is no immortality."
Fakong smiled and said nothing.
Hu Lieyuan frowned and looked at him.
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, if you haven't seen it, it doesn't necessarily mean that you don't have it."
Hu Lieyuan said: "What do you mean?...Can you do it?"
Fakong said: "I am probably the closest among the disciples of our temple throughout the ages, but now I have touched the threshold."
"Haha..." Hu Lieyuan laughed.
Fakong looked at him with a smile.
Hu Lieyuan laughed several times and then stopped and looked at Fa Kong hesitantly.
Fakong still looked at him with a smile.
Hu Lieyuan said: "Fakong, are you immortal?"
Fakong said: "It's still too early to say anything about immortality, but we have already reached the threshold, and it is no longer as unreachable as before."
"Fakong, you never lie."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty," Fakong nodded slowly, "This poor monk never lies."
"Can your Vajra Temple's mental method really make it indestructible and immortal?"
"It's very difficult, very difficult, but it may not be impossible." Fakong said: "It still depends on the cultivator. Those who can do it in the world, if they don't have special luck, may be very few."
"Of course." Hu Lieyuan snorted: "It is so easy to be indestructible and indestructible. The world is still in chaos...Okay, I believe you, but how can I extend my life for a hundred years?"
"Did your Majesty agree?" Fakong said.
Hu Lieyuan said: "Let's talk about it first."
Fakong said: "I still use the Buddhist Great Vow Mantra."
"Buddha's mantra..." Hu Lieyuan frowned and said, "I seem to have never heard of any Buddhist mantra that can extend life."
Fakong smiled and shook his head: "There are countless Buddhist mantras in the world. How can it be possible for Your Majesty to know them all? What's more, some of them are secret mantras and will never be passed on to others."
"Secret curse..." Hu Lieyuan muttered.
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, you can think about it carefully and make a decision before it's too late. I'll take my leave first."
"Okay." Hu Lieyuan waved his hand.
The sky flashed and disappeared without a trace.
Hu Lieyuan stood there, recalling the previous scenes, from the moment Fa Kong appeared to when he left, recalling every detail.
He found that he had been led by the nose.
As an emperor, it is a taboo to be led by others. It means losing control and possibly losing control of the entire world. This is never allowed.
After a while, he looked up at the sun.
The sun is shining brightly.
But he didn't feel warm at all, and instead felt cold all over his body. He turned to look around at the dense stone tower forest, shook his head and turned away, continuing to think while performing Qing Kung Fu.
He was heartbroken when he thought that he only had three years to live.
Although I knew that I was going to die eventually, my life span of only three years was too short. I had not lived enough and had not finished what I wanted to do, so how could I just leave like this?
Do you really want to pray to Fa Kong for your life?
Extending one hundred years of life would mean the end of one's great cause of unification, giving up the ideals one has worked hard for all his life, and giving up the ideals of the Dayun ancestors of all generations.
Do you have to give up these things for the sake of a hundred years of life?
Now is the best time. If you miss this opportunity, it may be difficult to find it again.
For the sake of his own life, if he gave up this opportunity, how could he have the face to meet his ancestors?
But……
He felt that he should not give up such a good opportunity for the sake of his own life, but when he thought that he could only live for three years before giving up, giving up his position as emperor, and giving up control of the world, he felt strong unwillingness and anger.
I don't want to die.
Why should I die?
Two thoughts are entangled in my heart, fighting and fighting, and it is difficult to separate and resolve them for a while.
He finally decided to go to Tiangang Palace first to deduce whether his life span was only three years before talking about other things.
If there are really three years left, think carefully about what to do.
As for the news that the evil masters had been wiped out, the news seemed to have become insignificant to the things in front of him, and only the anger of their collusion with the power above the void remained.
He went to Tiangang Palace to deal with this matter.
It was a great irony that I had spent a lot of effort and consumed a lot of energy to finally conquer Daqian, only to have the fruits of victory robbed by the power above the void.
——
Hu Lieyuan stared coldly at an old man with an immortal spirit, and said in a deep voice: "Palace Master Zhou, do you really want to resist the decree?"
This immortal old man is tall and thin, with three strands of clear beard under his chin. He has a crane-like temperament, as if he is about to fly away at any moment and leave this worldly world of troubles.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. It is not to resist the decree, but it is really impossible." Zhou Yichen clasped his fists with a helpless expression: "It is beyond the power of a humble minister to deduce longevity."
Hu Lieyuan said coldly: "Don't think that I don't know, you can do it!"
Zhou Yichen's expression of helplessness became even stronger: "Your Majesty..."
"I saw the record in the secret record," Hu Lieyuan said coldly: "You didn't do it once, so why bother covering it up? Don't worry, I won't punish you!"
He understood Zhou Yichen's concerns.
If the Tiangang Palace can really do this, it will indeed make the emperor jealous, and every emperor in the future will be extremely jealous.
And if this news spreads, it will cause endless troubles.
He said in a deep voice: "This matter is top secret and will not be leaked!"
"Alas——!" Zhou Yichen sighed: "Your Majesty, that was in the past. Nowadays, low-ranking ministers and other low-level officials cannot do it because of their shallow cultivation."
Hu Lieyuan's face darkened and he stared at him coldly.
Zhou Yichen knew that he must kill this point, otherwise he would be in endless trouble.
As for the royal secret records, I can't deny it. It seems that the ancestors have indeed done such things.
The Tiangang Mirror can indeed deduce life span, but this must not be spread to outsiders.
Once word spreads, the consequences will be endless.
So this cannot be admitted.
But the emperor already knew it, and he might fall out if he didn't admit it.
He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Your Majesty, although the Tiangang Mirror can deduce longevity, it may not be accurate, so there is no need to deduce it, but it will only cause trouble."
"You said I'm looking for trouble?" Hu Lieyuan said coldly.
"I don't dare." Zhou Yichen sighed.
Hu Lieyuan sneered: "What are you afraid of doing in Tiangang Palace?"
Zhou Yichen sighed: "Since the emperor insists, I can only agree. However, the Tiangang Mirror's derivation of longevity is indeed inaccurate."
Hu Lieyuan said coldly: "I will tell whether it is accurate or not!"
"Then wait a moment, Your Majesty," Zhou Yichen clasped his fists: "We need to be well prepared."
Hu Lieyuan waved his hand.
Half an hour later, Hu Lieyuan was invited to a main hall.
In the center of the hall is a high platform, like an altar.
He followed a Tiangang Palace disciple to the high platform and saw Zhou Yichen sitting cross-legged next to a mirror with his back facing the sky.
The mirror is two meters in diameter, round and bright, like a ball of white light shining.
There is also a circle of middle-aged and old people sitting next to the round mirror, each with profound cultivation.
They lowered their eyebrows and closed their eyes with solemn expressions.