Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

This can’t be helped.

Nothing in the world is perfect. There is no such mentality in the world that can make rapid progress and be stable and safe.

Fakong said: “Do you want to recover now?”

“Don’t worry.” Li Ying shook her head: “Even if you don’t recover, killing them is enough!”

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

He heard the murderous intent in this sentence, and a voice with a smile sounded in Li Ying’s heart: “Are you going to kill them?”

“It’s impossible not to kill them.” Li Ying said lightly: “If I don’t kill them, they will think I am soft-hearted and keep giving in and compromising for the unification of the six paths of the Demon Sect.”

Fakong nodded: “Once they think so, they will push their limits and constantly test your bottom line.”

People are like this.

Bully the weak and fear the strong, push their limits.

This is human nature, and everyone does this intentionally or unintentionally.

Li Ying said: “That’s right.”

Fakong said: “Then kill them, but you are not thinking of unifying the six paths now, right?”

“The time is not ripe yet.” Li Ying said.

"When is the right time?"

"When the six paths encounter a crisis, the external pressure will increase, and the six paths will need to work together. That's when the time for true unification will come."

"External pressure..."

"I'm going to fight the Tianhai Sword Sect."

"...You Cantian Dao are definitely not the opponent of the Tianhai Sword Sect now."

"It's because we are not the opponent that we're fighting."

"When the Tianhai Sword Sect needs to establish its prestige, you're coming to them, and they'll definitely kill you, or even destroy you."

"Even if we're not the opponent, we'll never be destroyed, not to mention, it's unknown whether we're the opponent or not."

"Once we fight, it's very likely that our Great Snow Mountain and the Holy Church of Light will also fight." Fakong said in her heart: "We still have to think twice before we act."

"Then Master, help me take a look."

"...Okay, tonight." Fakong finally agreed.

The two looked at each other, showing a cold smile, as if they were sneering at each other, and then turned around and went their separate ways.

Fakong thought it was quite interesting to act with her like this.

There were indeed people staring around, but they were not from the Tianhai Sword Sect.

He turned around and strolled slowly, stopping in front of the shops on both sides of the avenue from time to time to ask and buy something from time to time.

After buying, he put it in his sleeves, and put the second and third things in his sleeves. He bought more than a dozen things along the way and put them all in his sleeves.

Although his sleeves were wide, no matter how big the sleeves were, they could not hold so many things. The two people staring at him from a distance frowned, puzzled.

He did not see him put the things anywhere else, just put them in his sleeves. Could it be that his sleeves were really like what the Buddhists said, "Hide Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed?"

Fakong looked with his mind, and then used his telepathy to see directly into their hearts and discovered their identities.

They turned out to be disciples of the Demon Sect.

Fakong shook his head secretly.

It seems that the internal struggle of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect has begun to heat up, especially the opposition to Li Ying has reached its peak.

He dared to follow Li Ying.

What's more bold is that he dared to follow himself.

Do you really think you are made of clay and have no temper?

No wonder these two disciples of the Demon Sect are so bold, but they are disciples of the Night Rain Sect, good at tracking and hiding. If it were someone else, they might not be able to find them.

"What is this monk Fakong doing?"

"Just having fun."

"Why are you so leisurely?"

"It makes me want to be a monk."

"Do you think all monks are as free and easy as him? They don't have to do morning and evening classes, don't have to observe the precepts, and can even get close to beautiful women?"

"Hehe..."

Fakong frowned.

A dog can't spit out ivory, it seems to deserve a beating.

As soon as the thought came to mind, a voice sounded in Fu Qinghe's ears in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

"Fu Qinghe, come here."

Fu Qinghe was watching the turtles by the release pond and felt that they were becoming more spiritual.

The water in the release pond is holy water, blessed with the rejuvenation mantra and the heart-cleansing mantra, so the spirituality of the six turtles has greatly increased, and it is still increasing.

Fu Qinghe felt that the six turtles' every move was full of inexplicable rhythm.

Hearing Fakong's voice, Fu Qinghe woke up from his intoxication, flashed his body, and left the outer courtyard like a wisp of light smoke.

He didn't need to sense carefully to sense where Fakong was.

Fakong's voice sounded in his heart: "Disable the two tails behind me."

Fu Qinghe turned around and came to the opposite side of Fakong, walked along the other side of the street, and just crossed with Fakong.

Then he saw two young men.

The two young men were plain-looking, walking slowly in the crowd, as if they were idle and mediocre people in Shenjing.

When people see such temperament, they will think of their origins.

Their parents should be locals in Shenjing, with low incomes, but no worries about food and clothing, and they also doted on them. In the end, they raised them to be idle and prodigals, unable to endure hardships and anger, and didn't want to work but only wanted to play.

There are too many young people like this, and they won't attract attention.

People looked away after a glance, not wanting to look any further.

Fu Qinghe fell behind them, and when they came to the corner of an alley, he suddenly accelerated and knocked the two into the alley.

Then he picked up the two people, like carrying two chickens, and carried them deeper into the alley, threw them under the wall, and turned and left.

In the process, their cultivation had already been destroyed.

The two of them lay limply under the wall, without any strength in their bodies, like two puddles of mud.

They looked at each other, this was a conspiracy!

As a disciple of Ye Yu Dao, I am an expert in sneak attacks and assassinations. I don’t know how many people I have assassinated in sneak attacks, but they were actually assassinated by others!

A young man pushed himself up with difficulty and leaned against the wall, gritting his teeth: "Who is it?"

After they were deposed, it would take at least two or three years for them to practice again.

In two or three years, the number of people who were originally similar to them will probably exceed a large number, and it will be difficult to catch up.

From then on, I have always been shorter than them.

You know this feeling as soon as you think about it.

I don’t know how many enemies and enemies will always be on top of my head, always mocking and sarcastic, and even looking for trouble.

I have to endure the humiliation and survive, forcing myself to endure it again and again.

If you can't surpass them, you have to endure it all the time. You don't know when you can endure it to the end.

"I know, it's Fakong Bald Donkey!"

"Is it him?... He didn't do it, right?"

"That guy just now was Fu Qinghe, and now he is Fakong Tulu's attendant. I recognize him!"

"Fakong, he is so vicious!"

"He deserves death!"

"what to do?"

"...I'll have to wait a while before I can get up."

"Let's send the signal."

"Don't!"

"But……"

"If we are really summoned, everyone will know that we have been abolished."

"...Fakong Bald Donkey, I won't kill you, and I swear I won't be a human being!"

"Sh-!"

"Shhhhhh! Why can't I even scold you?"

"Don't scold him so harshly. What if Fu Qinghe comes back again..."

"...I'm just scolding, I can't really do anything."

Fu Qinghe suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and looked down at the two of them lightly.

The bright sunshine shone on the back of his head, dragging out a long shadow that happened to fall on the two people's bodies and faces.

The two of them trembled.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he recognized Fu Qinghe from his body shape.

They immediately understood that Fu Qinghe wanted to kill them both.

I didn't kill him before, I just disabled the martial arts of the two of them.

What now?

Could it be that because he heard his curse, he believed it to be true and wanted to eliminate the root cause and avoid future troubles?

What a mouthful!

He wanted to give himself a slap.

When he met Fu Qinghe's gaze, he felt a strange indifference, looking at himself as if he were looking at a dead person.

He was anxious and said hurriedly: "Wait a minute, we have news to report to Master Fa Kong."

"..."

"We have information about Master Fa Kong."

"Say." Fu Qinghe spat out one word lightly.

"I told you, then spare our lives!" The young man said hurriedly: "I don't really want to kill Master Fakong."

"What a shame!" Fu Qinghe drew out his sword, revealing a small section of the blade.

The cold air burst out through a section of the sword, making the two young men feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. This was the coming of the sword's will.

"I said, I said...said!" the young man stammered.

Fu Qinghe pressed the sword back again.

Sen Leng's sword intent suddenly stopped and disappeared quickly.

The two young men were already breaking out in a cold sweat.

Fu Qinghe looked at him calmly.

Another young man said in a deep voice: "We are monitoring Master Fakong... and the young master of Cantian Dao, Li Ying."

"Yeah." Fu Qinghe nodded and signaled to continue.

"We are not just following the orders of the Taoist master, there are other Taoists." The young man from before said first: "It is the alliance of the three Taoists!"

"Which three?" Fu Qinghe said calmly.

"In addition to our Yeyu Road, there are also Diaoyue Road and Chenghai Road."

Fu Qinghe turned around and left.

The two young men breathed a long sigh of relief.

They looked at each other with expressions of luck.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qinghe was so easy to dismiss and would let him go with just such a small piece of news.

If Fu Qinghe continues to ask, he will continue to talk, telling how Sandao planned and how through the collusion between Fakong and Li Ying, he accused Li Ying of being infatuated and pulled her down from the position of young master.

Then he forced Can Tiandao to abolish her martial arts, and even got rid of her in secret.

They know a lot.

Some were heard normally, and some were obtained through unique means. After all, eavesdropping and spying are instinctive for Ye Yu Dao disciples.

These were all clearly seen by Fakong using his mind power, and he shook his head.

"Hey——!" The two of them collapsed under the wall, no longer insisting on sitting, and fell to the ground without moving.

"I almost got killed by your bad mouth!"

"Yes, I have a bad mouth!"

"Oh - it's so comfortable to lie down!"

The two felt the joy and luck of surviving the catastrophe, and felt that life was so beautiful.

"Hehe." Suddenly a sneer sounded.

The two of them looked up, but they saw two young men wearing royal blue gowns and swords at their waists, looking at them with smiles.

Their expressions changed slightly, and they secretly felt that something was wrong.

"You are... Tianhai Sword Sect?!"

"Good eyesight!" The two young men in sapphire blue gowns nodded.

They discussed without hiding anything from the two Ye Yu Dao disciples.

"How to kill?"

"Hehe, whatever, it will be recorded on Fa Kong anyway."

"Fakong's swordsmanship is pretty good."

"I don't think you need a sword to deal with such two losers, right?"

"It's easy to leave aura without a sword, so it's better to use a sword."

"……Too."

"Then I'll do it." A Tianhai Sword School disciple said, "How about I throw the sword from a distance?"

"That's a good idea!"

"I'll do it!" The young man jumped and floated a hundred meters away, to the end of the alley, and then drew his sword.