Chapter 370: Lord Qingwei, you need an equally perfect slave family
Yang Mudan, who was waiting outside the door, watched Kong Qing follow General Cheng into the place where Fu Yi was training. He obediently moved two steps back and waited peacefully for Kong Qing to come out.
As a result, I waited and waited. A quarter of an hour passed, and half an hour passed...
General Cheng from Tiance Mansion had come out and had a drink in the courtyard for a long time. She also paced back and forth for a long time, and even rested on the stone bench outside the courtyard door for a long time.
Didn't wait until Kong Qing came out.
Just when she was a little anxious, a soft voice suddenly sounded from beside her.
"Ms. Yang, is Master Qingwei in that room?"
"yes!"
After hearing the question, Yang Mudan subconsciously answered.
"I've been in there for a while but didn't come out. It's really worrying..."
When she said this, Yang Mudan seemed to feel that something was wrong. She turned around, only to find that the lady named Shangyuan had appeared beside her at some point, and was looking at the houses in the courtyard seriously.
It's like her eyes can see through.
"The slave family said that something triggered the slave family's senses..."
Mrs. Shangyuan looked with burning eyes at the house in front of the window that was flashing with golden light. The white jade ring in her hand was also flashing in response to the soft white light.
"Zong Qiong is right. Qingwei is indeed the most suitable husband for the Nu family."
Yang Mudan turned her head silently.
What's so great about female practitioners? Back then, the wisdom master said that the slaves could become Buddhas in the future?
snort!
At this time, Kong Qing had no idea that his current actions had actually aroused Mrs. Shangyuan's reaction. He was standing indoors with a serious face, and the list of gods suspended behind him shot out a golden light, connecting a complex divine seal with his eyes.
Fu Yi's soul, which he carefully led out, merged together.
"combine!"
With Kong Qing's slight scolding, the divine seal and the translucent Fu Yi's body were all merged together. A bit of golden light lit up from the divine seal in Fu Yi's soul, and then the light quickly spread towards the whole body, but only then did it spread.
After one-third of the soul body was absorbed, it slowed down and seemed a little unable to continue.
Whoosh!
Kong Qing put his hand on his waist, and he threw a magic weapon with the mark of Buddhism towards Fu Yi's soul. Fu Yi subconsciously stretched out his hand and held the magic weapon in his hand.
The next moment, golden light lit up from the magic weapon, and then seeped into Fu Yi's body like running water, flowing into the divine seal in his body. Then the light radiated from the divine seal also lit up again, and quickly moved towards him.
spread throughout the body.
Kong Qing held his breath, placed his fingers on the demon refining pot, and looked at Fu Yi in front of him without blinking, waiting for more at any time.
Although Kong Qing used the list of gods to canonize many gods before, most of them were gods of mountains and rivers, and before canonizing the gods, they had confiscated their gods and powers, so they did not need any additional subsidies from him, and Lian Zong's
Although Arhat Shi Sengyan and the poor and crazy Sky Fox are righteous gods, since their bodies were not beheaded, they do not need to waste their divine power to reshape their bodies.
Only the Fu Yi in front of him was the first of the 365 righteous gods whose souls were canonized by Kong Qing Zheng'er in the Eight Classics, and he also needed Kong Qing to provide divine power or incense and wish power to help him reshape his body.
Just when the golden light on Fu Yi's body was almost halfway through, the golden light on the magic weapon in Fu Yi's hand had completely disappeared, indicating that the incense and wish power stored in the magic weapon obtained from the Fahua Sect had been exhausted.
.
Kong Qing waved his hand without hesitation, threw out a string of rosary beads again, and landed on Fu Yi's neck.
Golden light diffused from the rosary, began to take over the magic weapon in Fu Yi's hand, and continued to supply energy to the divine seal in Fu Yi's body.
Standing in front of the door, Master Sun Simiao touched his beard with his hand and carefully observed Kong Qing's ceremony of enthroning the gods, with a thoughtful light shining in his eyes.
Even if he is as knowledgeable as he is, after living for so long, this is the first time he has witnessed the process of humans becoming gods.
…
The light in the room rose and fell, fell and rose again. After repeating it three times, as Yang Mudan in the yard looked eagerly, the door opened with a creak, and Kong Qing, dressed in white, walked out of the door.
There was a very obvious look of fatigue on his face.
"Mr. Su Guo..."
Kong Qing walked out of the door and nodded to Cheng Yaojin sitting next to him.
"You can reply to King Qin and say that after Fu Lingyin was stabbed by the assassin, his injuries were too heavy and he has died now!"
"Oh! I know..."
After hearing Kong Qing's words, Cheng Yaojin nodded first, then stood up and walked over furtively.
"Qingwei, please tell me whether Fu Yi really survived and became the guardian spirit of the Taoist sect?"
"good!"
Kong Qing admitted it openly.
"In the near future, the poor Taoist will build a palace for Fu Lingyin in Qingdu Temple and find someone to make a statue of him..."
"Oh...that's great!"
Cheng Yaojin clicked his tongue twice, with a look of envy flashing in his eyes. Then he looked left and right, lowered his voice, and said calmly.
"Qingwei, do you think I can be a protector?"
"Hahaha……"
After hearing Cheng Yaojin's words, Kong Qing burst out laughing.
"You are kidding, Mr. Su Guo. Being the protector of our Taoist sect is not just something you can do if you want to."
With that said, Kong Qing shook his head, ignored Cheng Yaojin, and walked straight towards Yang Mudan outside the courtyard gate.
Cheng Yaojin, who was behind him, curled his lips and muttered.
"What's so difficult about being a god? Don't you think it's easy for Fu Yi to be a god?"
"Madam, I'm so sorry!"
Kong Qing walked up to Yang Mudan, nodded slightly to Mrs. Shangyuan standing beside her, and then said softly.
"Fu Lingyin has been seriously injured and unfortunately passed away, so Pindao can't tell you the problem you told Pindao now."
"Passed away! No wonder you stayed in there for so long, Qingwei. It seems that Fu Yi's injuries must be very serious, and even you can't save him,"
Yang Mudan's face showed a look of surprise, but then it turned into a look of relief.
"But it doesn't matter. If you can't ask, you can't ask. There's nothing you can do about it. After all, the person is dead!"
"But it's not really impossible to ask..."
With that said, Kong Qing took out a talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Yang Mudan.
"After all, Fu Lingyin is a member of our Taoist sect, so after his death, Pindao has already reported to the Supreme Lord and canonized him as the protector of our Quanzhen sect. This talisman is an invitation talisman. After burning it, you can invite
Fu Lingyin is distracted. If you want to ask any questions, you can choose a quiet room after you go back, take a bath and burn incense, light this talisman, and ask him directly!"
"Oh! Fu Yi's family...Ling Yin can actually become a god. He is really unlucky..."
Yang Mudan agreed, and happily stretched out her hand to take the talisman from Kong Qing's hand. When taking the talisman, she also touched the other's little hand and smiled sheepishly.
"...What the Nu family means is that Fu Yi is really a blessing in disguise. He can be canonized as a god by Qingwei. He has died a worthy death... and died without regrets."
The corners of Kong Qing's mouth twitched silently.
He knew before that Fu Yizai didn't have a good image in the hearts of Buddhists, and now it seemed that was indeed the case. Even Buddhists like Yang Mudan used this tone when talking about him.
"The shape of this invitation talisman looks very familiar..."
At this time, Mrs. Shangyuan who was standing aside looked at the talisman in Yang Mudan's hand and spoke.
"It seems to have something to do with the "Five Emperors and Six Armors Left and Right Spiritual Flying Talisman" that was taught by the slave family in the past. Could it be said that Master Qingwei has received the inheritance from the slave family?"
Before Kong Qing could speak, Mrs. Shangyuan overturned her previous conclusion by talking to herself.
"No, this way of sketching is not the way the Nu family is accustomed to, eh! The Nu family knows, Mr. Qingwei, have you inherited the talisman handed down from the old Hu Gong?"
After hearing what Mrs. Shangyuan said, Kong Qing didn't notice that the other party had quietly changed his title from real person to "Lang Jun". He raised his hand with sincerity and gave Mrs. Shangyuan a thumbs up!
This is the first person who can detect it clearly at a glance since Kong Qing obtained the "Hu Gong Talisman"... Immortal!
You know, Kong Qing also used it in front of Qingxiazi and Fan Li, but even the two well-informed people didn't notice it.
"What Mrs. Shangyuan said is true. Pindao was indeed lucky enough to get a copy of Hu Gong's Taoist book."
"Judging from this talisman, Lang Jun's writing is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he has achieved the samadhi in the talisman. Even if Fei Changfang himself painted this talisman in the past, it would be nothing more than that."
Mrs. Shangyuan smiled sweetly at Kong Qing, with a look of reverence in her eyes.
"And the Nu family also heard that Lang Jun relied on swordsmanship to kill the gods in Jianghuai this time. It can be seen that Lang Jun's swordsmanship is more superb than the talismans. He is indeed a born immortal!"
"Where, where..."
Kong Qing waved his hands repeatedly and said humbly.
"These are just Lao Jun's preference for Pindao. Pindao himself is actually very dull."
"Giggle... Lang Jun is really too humble. You are the only real person under the age of twenty in the world, not to mention you are so proficient in the art of talismans and swordsmanship. Lang Jun can be said to be perfect."
Mrs. Shangyuan covered her mouth with her sleeves and let out a crisp laugh.
"So a perfect person like you, Lang Jun, needs to find a Taoist companion of the same kind. For example, a flawless fairy like Nujia. Are you right, Lang Jun?"
"snort!"
Yang Mudan, who was standing aside, snorted angrily after hearing Mrs. Shangyuan's words.
This female cultivator really went too far. Didn't you see that there was someone else around? She was openly chasing a handsome man here. She was simply ignorant and offensive!
"hehe!"
After hearing what Mrs. Shangyuan said, Kong Qing laughed awkwardly.
"Actually, poor Taoist..."
"...I don't have any affection for Sister Shangyuan either."
Before Kong Qing could finish his words, he was interrupted by a soft and charming voice coming from the side. Kong Qing looked in the direction of the voice and saw a radiant woman accompanying a man wearing a scholar's shirt.
He walked over from the side.
"Master Qingwei, long time no see!"
"Ms. Yan, long time no see!"
Kong Qing's eyes swept over the beautiful woman and landed on the scribe next to her. Then Kong Qing blurted out in surprise.
"Brother Bin Wang, I haven't seen you for only a month, why are you so haggard?"