Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Song Yuanyuan glanced at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling smiled and said, "Miss Song, is that right?"

"...Yes." Song Yuanyuan nodded lightly: "There is indeed something on me that can be tracked. The masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect have been chasing me. It's a pity..."

She shook her head slightly.

Unfortunately, the Qinggong of the four of them was too fast. Even if the masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect could sense themselves, they could not catch up with them.

Chu Ling said: "This head Zhao is worthy of being a head. He has careful thinking and has already prevented anyone from kidnapping Miss Song."

Xu Qingluo chuckled and shook her head.

Chu Ling tilted her head and glared at her: "Am I wrong?"

"Sister Chu, you think so beautifully about people's hearts."

"Um--?"

"Uncle Zhou, what do you think?" Xu Qingluo looked at Zhou Yu with a smile.

Zhou Yu was calm and beautiful, gently shaking her head and saying nothing.

Chu Ling stepped forward and took Zhou Yu's jade hand, shaking it: "Sister Zhou, tell me, what else is possible?"

Zhou Yu glanced at Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan smiled lightly: "Miss Zhou, please tell me."

Zhou Yu sighed: "It's possible that Head Zhao cares about Miss Song and always wants to know where Miss Song is."

Song Yuanyuan nodded lightly.

Senior Brother Zhao is indeed passionate about him and doesn't want to leave him for even a moment.

Zhou Yu said: "However, it is also possible that Head Zhao is really worried about Miss Song, for fear that Miss Song will have some fate and that she has a heart."

Song Yuanyuan's expression suddenly changed.

Zhou Yu shook his head and said: "Of course, it may be that I think too darkly. Head Zhao does not have such thoughts. He is just pure and worried that someone will be detrimental to Miss Song."

Song Yuanyuan forced a smile, quickly regained her composure, and smiled lightly: "Miss Zhou thinks too badly of Senior Brother Zhao."

"I hope so." Zhou Yu said: "If Master Zhao is really a simple-minded person, I'm afraid he won't be able to become the leader of Tianhai Sword Sect."

Song Yuanyuan sighed and said, "Master, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

What they did was too much. If it were done by a small sect or even the Tianhai Sword Sect, it would not have such a strong impact on people.

But they are the Divine Monk Fa Kong, whose prestige is rare in the world. To actually do such a thing is simply beyond imagination.

Xu Qingluo said: "Miss Song, for the sake of all the people in the world, I can only wrong you. Don't worry, as long as you don't leave the temple, Miss Song will be free."

"Be free..." Song Yuanyuan let out an inexplicable laugh, crisp and sweet but with a hint of irony.

She behaves in a gentle and measured manner, and even though she is dissatisfied and sarcastic now, it is still just light and not out of character.

Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "Miss Song, we don't want you to have more freedom, as long as you are in Shenjing, but this will cause the masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect to come to rescue you, causing unnecessary casualties, right?"

Song Yuanyuan's bright eyes flashed and she looked at her.

Xu Qingluo looked at her with a smile.

The two people's eyes intertwined in the air, and Zhou Yang grinned, feeling that they were both sinister enough, with a knife hidden in their smiles.

He obviously wanted to draw his sword and stab him, but he smiled at her.

Song Yuanyuan nodded lightly: "Even if I don't leave the temple, the Tianhai Sword Sect will know that I am here."

"Not necessarily." Xu Qingluo chuckled and said: "The temple is a dojo, and it is a different world from the outside."

Song Yuanyuan was deep in thought, silently thinking, and concentrating on her feelings.

Her beautiful face changed slightly.

Sure enough, he had no response to the outside world. All his feelings were enveloped by the temple, and he could only sense everything inside the temple.

Everything outside seemed to not exist at all, as if there was only this temple in the world and nothing else.

It's obviously very close, only two walls separate it, so I can't sense it anymore.

This is really weird.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "How?"

"You are indeed a master." Song Yuanyuan cast her beautiful eyes on Fakong and said softly: "Master, are you going to imprison me here?"

Fakong smiled and said nothing, just looking at her.

Xu Qingluo said: "Miss Song, if you stay in the temple, the Tianhai Sword Sect will only be in a hurry and not mess around. But if you go out and wander around, they will definitely rescue you when they see you, and we will stop it. During this process, There will inevitably be some conflicts and fighting, and the swords will be ruthless."

Xu Qingluo chuckled lightly, with a sweet smile and a radiant face: "Miss Song, you don't know about Zhao Qianjun sending an assassin to kill me."

Song Yuanyuan said softly: "Miss Xu is taking revenge on Senior Brother Zhao?"

"Of course I want revenge, but Zhao Qianjun wanted to deal with my master and sent people to kill me, but I wanted to take revenge but he just invited Miss Song to come over as a guest." Xu Qingluo shook her head and said, "I am indeed different from him."

"Miss Xu, do you want to kill the disciples of Tianhai Sword Sect?" Song Yuanyuan stared at Xu Qingluo closely.

She felt Xu Qingluo's raging murderous intent.

"If you really want to kill them, why do you let Miss Song stay in the temple?" Xu Qingluo shook her head and said: "After all, I am Master's disciple, and I still have some compassion."

Song Yuanyuan twitched her red lips, not knowing what to say.

She knew that Xu Qingluo was waiting for her to leave the temple. She was eager to leave the temple and take the opportunity to deal with the masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

What she is most worried about now is that Zhao Qianjun can't help it and will come here in person. Xu Qingluo is really good at killing him.

As for whether Zhao Qianjun could defeat Xu Qingluo, she had no confidence. Xu Qingluo gave her a very dangerous feeling.

She had a vague intuition that Zhao Qianjun was probably no match for Xu Qingluo. Once they faced each other, Xu Qingluo could kill Zhao Qianjun.

Although it seems that their cultivation is similar.

She sighed secretly, it was really hard to imagine that Xu Qingluo's cultivation was similar to that of Senior Brother Zhao at such an age.

Senior Brother Zhao was at least ten years older than Xu Qingluo, and ten years was a huge difference for people of their age.

Senior Brother Zhao ten years ago and Senior Brother Zhao now are worlds apart.

Senior Brother Zhao has his current cultivation because of many adventures and extraordinary talent, but how did Xu Qingluo do it?

Did she have more adventures than Senior Brother Zhao?

Or was it all because of the clear and calm Fakong in front of her, who was like a lake?

Xu Qingluo said: "My revenge on Zhao Qianjun is just to make him feel uneasy, eat poorly and sleep poorly, and torture him, but not to kill him."

"...Okay, I know." Song Yuanyuan thought for a while and nodded gently: "Then I will stay in the temple. Sorry to bother the master."

She clasped her hands to Fakong.

Fakong clasped his hands and smiled: "In fact, it is Master Zhao who should come the most."

Song Yuanyuan's bright eyes flashed, but she didn't say anything.

Fakong said: "He is possessed by a demon, and seems crazy. Miss Song can see that Master Zhao is not doing well, right?"

"Master, my brother has his own deep meaning in his actions." Song Yuanyuan said: "He has intentions that are difficult for outsiders to understand."

Fakong said: "He is too persistent and has a demon in his heart. If he doesn't rely on the demon in his heart, his cultivation will become a waste of time, right?"

Song Yuanyuan shook her head gently: "Master, you guessed wrong."

She was awed in her heart.

As expected of the monk Fakong, she couldn't think about things she shouldn't think about casually, lest he see through her.

Fakong said: "Miss Song, please go out if you want to, just don't leave the capital."

"Yes." Song Yuanyuan clasped her hands: "Thank you, Master."

But she didn't leave the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, and even stayed in her own abode, not stepping out of the abode, living in seclusion.

She has already imprisoned herself here.