Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong frowned and watched.

Everyone covered their heads and screamed, bleeding from all seven orifices, extremely tragic, but they were all top masters. Although they were so miserable and fell to the ground, they did not faint or die.

They just rolled over and endured the rare attack.

Fakong knew that this was a sound killing technique, this was the real dragon roar, with amazing lethality.

Only Xu Qingluo stood steadily, with a faint soft light covering her, and was not injured by the dragon's dragon roar.

This is the power of the Void Fetal Breath Sutra.

Fakong just smiled, but a white light suddenly shot into Xu Qingluo's heart. Xu Qingluo was fully dealing with the dragon and had no time to look at other things. She watched being shot, and turned to a young man with her heart in disbelief.

Fakong's eyes suddenly widened, trying to see the young man's appearance clearly, but the young man's face was blurred and could not be seen clearly.

Fakong's eyes suddenly burst into golden light.

Monk Yuande quickly closed his eyes and turned his eyes away.

Even so, he still felt his eyes burning, as if they were filled with hot water. Tears flowed down his eyes, seeping out from his closed eyelids, in an endless stream. Fakong used all his strength to operate his golden eyes and saw the face of the young man clearly. It was Zhou Shaorong, a master of the Dayun Wuchang Sword Sect. The golden light in Fakong's eyes slowly converged and completely returned to the depths of his pupils, and the depth also slowly converged back. His eyes returned to normal, and he seemed to be thinking about something. He turned his head to look at Monk Yuande and found that Monk Yuande was closing his eyes, with tears streaming down his face, and he couldn't help laughing. Monk Yuande tried to open his eyes, but they were covered by his eyes, and his eyelids were heavy as if they were pressed by iron blocks. Fakong's mind moved, and a rejuvenation spell and a cleansing heart spell fell at the same time. Monk Yuande breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes. His eyes were already red like a rabbit. "Master, you..." He shook his head helplessly. Fakong smiled and said, "Excuse me, are you feeling better?"

"At least I closed my eyes quickly." Monk Yuande said, "If I hadn't been injured more seriously, I might have gone blind if I had looked any longer."

Fakong said, "I was just anxious just now."

When Xu Qingluo was killed, he was furious and used all his strength to activate his golden eyes.

Usually, he would hardly use all his strength to activate his golden eyes, and only needed to activate them a little bit. He really didn't know that the golden eyes would cause such great damage to human eyes.

"What will happen in the future?" Monk Yuande's blood color slowly faded from his eyes, and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, staring at Fakong and asking.

Fakong shook his head slowly. Monk Yuande frowned: "My self-sacrificing attack won't work?"

Fakong shook his head: "Both sides will be hurt."

Monk Yuande's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "Both sides will be hurt... Are all people destroyed?"

Fakong said: "Almost. The dragon's roar is amazing and difficult to resist. The dragon's body is strong and difficult to resist."

He looked up at the void.

How can we resist the dragon's physical strength?

It seems that we have to change the formation. It's not just the energy, but also the power must be integrated. Even if it can't be condensed, it must be dispersed.

He thought of the bulletproof vest in his previous life.

Disperse the power of the dragon, one point into hundreds of points, and the power will not be so powerful after it is dispersed.

And the dragon roar, how can we resist it?

As long as we are prepared, we can resist it with the sword formation. The key is that the formation was broken before, and then we can't withstand the dragon roar.

Monk Yuande raised his sword eyebrows.

He didn't expect that burning himself would not be able to subdue the dragon, and they would still perish together. What if he didn't burn himself? He would still die in the end.

It seems that he made the right move.

"Are you really willing to abandon everything in front of you?" Fakong looked at Monk Yuande seriously: "The position of the national master is just around the corner."

Monk Yuande shook his head and said: "I can reincarnate again, and it's not too late."

Fakong said: "If you reincarnate again..."

His eyes became deep again.

Monk Yuande smiled at him.

After a moment, Fakong nodded thoughtfully and smiled: "So your reincarnation method has been accomplished."

Even if Monk Yuande reincarnated, he would soon return to the Great Miaolian Temple.

However, because he directly broke the mystery in the womb, he could speak and move freely after one year old, so he came to the Great Miaolian Temple by himself and re-became a disciple of the old monk Benyin in the Great Miaolian Temple.

After the age of 20, his cultivation was fully restored and even better than before.

In this life, Monk Yuande was found by Old Monk Benyin using a secret method, and he came to help him solve the mystery in the womb.

In the next life, he solved the mystery in the womb by himself without the help of Old Monk Benyin, which obviously showed that he had achieved something in the reincarnation method.

After achieving something in the reincarnation method, it means that he can solve the mystery in the womb in all future lives and continue to reincarnate.

This can also be regarded as another kind of immortality.

"I really want to congratulate the master." Fakong said with emotion: "This is endless in the next life."

Monk Yuande said: "If it doesn't work in this life, you can practice it in the next life. As long as you don't retreat and your soul doesn't fly away, you can continue to practice."

Fakong nodded and said: "Congratulations."

"It also depends on your help, Master." Monk Yuande shook his head and said: "It's a coincidence."

When the opportunity came, the light flashed, and he took the last step and achieved the reincarnation method, which was natural.

And this opportunity was because of Fakong.

If it weren't for Fakong, it would be difficult for me to take this last step, which is also the most difficult step.

Throughout the generations, I am afraid that only I have mastered this secret method.

Fakong said: "Is this considered immortality?"

Monk Yuande pondered and shook his head: "I don't know what I will look like in the next life."

Fakong smiled and said: "In your next life, you will have thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a thin stature. It will be very different from your current appearance."

Monk Yuande smiled.

The physical body is just a skin, and the treasure raft used to cross the river to the other side does not need to be taken too seriously.

Fakong said: "This skin of yours is rare, so you should cherish it and don't give it away."

This method of reincarnation still has flaws.

If someone has evil intentions and is targeting him, it is not difficult to kill him before he recovers his cultivation.

After doing this three times, I'm afraid it's time to retreat.

Once you retreat and are covered by the mystery in the womb, you may fall into reincarnation, and it will be difficult to escape.

Fakong shook his head, it was better to pursue his own golden body.

Monk Yuande said: "If you don't give up, I'm afraid..."

"I'll think of another way." Fakong closed his eyes.

In his mind, the Kalachakra Tower lit up. He entered the Kalachakra Tower. His body and mind were in a special state. He was so focused that he forgot himself. He studied for two years in one go.

Monk Yuande said: "Is there any other way?"

Fakong opened his eyes and saw that he was already two years later. He frowned and muttered: "The sword formation needs to be modified."

Monk Yuande asked: "How to change it?"

"Let's go and try." Fakong said.

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"Master..." Hu Houqing said in agreement.

The two of them were standing on the top of a mountain, and the sea breeze was howling.

There was a big storm on the sea, and the rocks around the island were beaten by huge waves.

"Your Majesty," Fakong said, "Do you know Zhou Shaorong of the Wuchang Sword Sect?"

"Zhou Shaorong..." Hu Houqing thought for a moment and shook his head: "He seems to rarely go out and has no reputation."

A person who is usually quiet and discreet should be a person who pursues the path of cultivating hidden things. He doesn't like fame and wealth, or he has greater ambitions and wants to make a name for himself.

Fakong nodded.

Hu Houqing asked: "Master, ask him, what's wrong with him?"

Nearly a thousand top masters asked him alone without asking others. It was obviously not without reason, there must be a special reason.

Fakong said: "There is indeed something wrong with this Zhou Shaorong. He is a secret spy from another sect."

"Which one?"

"Yuanling Sect." Fakong said, "Does the prince know about this sect?"

Hu Houqing's face changed slightly.

Fakong smiled and said: "It seems that the prince knows."

Hu Houqing said solemnly: "As for Yuanling Sect, it is indeed a bit troublesome... Yuanling Sect is an evil sect, and the evil among evils makes it difficult to guard against."

Fakong looked like he was asking for advice.

Hu Houqing said: "The most powerful thing about the Yuanling Sect is the Yuanling Spirit Art, which can lurk in someone's spirit, slowly devour it, and eventually replace it. The spirit is unaware of it, which is extremely terrifying! ... They have been Those who destroy a sect will be attacked by all the sects in the world."

Fakong said: "The key is to have the imperial court take the lead, right?"

Hu Houqing said: "My father issued a pursuit order, and all the sects jointly encircled and killed him... There was no fish that slipped through the net at that time. Everyone knows that if one escapes, there will be endless troubles."

Fakong sighed: "He is a fish that slipped through the net, and he should not have been sent by Yuan Lingzhi, but was originally a disciple of Yuan Ling Sect."

Hu Houqing's face was solemn.

The Yuanling Sect, which my father was extremely afraid of, did not expect that something had slipped through the net, and it had been extinct for more than thirty years.

In the past thirty years, has Zhou Shaorong used the Yuanling Spirit Art? How many people were affected?

More importantly, he is already the top master of the Impermanence Sword Sect, so how many members of the Impermanence Sword Sect have become his spiritual hosts?

If there are many souls sent, even to the master of the Wuchang Sword Sect, then...

If that's the case, that's terrible!

Caught off guard, several elders and the sect leader of the Wuchang Sword Sect suddenly launched an attack. Can your father stop them?

When he thought of this, his face became as dark as water.

Fakong said: "There is also a threshold for using Yuanling Shenjue, right? There are always limits. It cannot be used casually, and it can be successful casually. No one can stop it, right?"

"It is said that it depends on the strength of the spiritual power." Hu Houqing said solemnly: "If the gap in spiritual power is too large, there is no way to succeed."

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "The stronger his cultivation level, the stronger his spirit. There should be nothing he can do against his father."

It would be a disaster if he used the Yuanling Divine Art Technique directly against his father. Wouldn't the whole Dayun belong to the Yuanling Sect?

Fakong nodded: "His current cultivation level is strong enough. There are probably not many people in the Wuchang Sword Sect who can stop him."

Hu Houqing's face turned gloomy again.

Fakong said: "We need to see how many people are controlled by him."

As he spoke, his eyes became dark again, then a faint golden light flashed, and he whispered: "Don't look into my eyes."

Hu Houqing quickly looked away.

Fa Kong sighed secretly.

No wonder it takes all the power of the Golden Eyes to do it. It’s really Zhou Shaorong’s mind that is weird and wonderful.

There is an invisible force on him, blocking the prying eyes of external forces.

If Jin Qing hadn't been strong enough and combined with the clairvoyance, he wouldn't have been able to break through his power.

Hu Houqing's face was solemn.

The Wuchang Sword Sect may be in danger but not in good luck.