Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong smiled and said: "Junior sister, you have a high understanding, but you must be careful with the real divine sword. The sword technique triggered by the real divine sword is even more powerful."

These elders do not have real divine swords. Real divine swords stimulate sword skills and are more powerful.

Among the nine divine swords, he has four, and there are five left. It is impossible to use the Guixu Divine Sword, and the power of the Broken Sword is no longer available. The remaining four swords still have to be guarded against.

If you miscalculate the power, you may suffer a loss.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded slowly.

"You know how to do the rest, so I won't go into details." Fa Kong smiled and said, "Junior sister, if you can get through this level, the Jade Butterfly Sect will be different, and you will be different too."

"This level is not that easy." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head gently and said, "Sword Peak will not give up."

Fakong said: "The situation is critical and difficult, but it is also a good opportunity to improve the cultivation of the disciples and your prestige. Seize this opportunity to gather people's hearts and improve your cultivation."

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes sparkled.

Under such a stressful situation, she became more energetic and inspired, without any fear at all.

She knew that she was like this because she had confidence, and the source of her confidence was her senior brother Fakong.

Fakong chatted with her for a while, then disappeared in a flash.

He returned to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, then opened the door and walked out of the temple, walking on the street, feeling the prosperity and fireworks of the world, and soaking into his cold mood.

After walking around the streets of Shenjing City for a long time, going around the houses and listening to books and music, people turned a blind eye to him.

He bought four dishes and six steamed buns in the tavern, took out a wooden box from his sleeve, put the vegetables and steamed buns in it, carried the wooden box out of the tavern, strolled slowly, and when he came to an alley, Disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared outside a bamboo house.

Outside the bamboo house is an open space with a round pine table.

In the center of the open space stands Dugu Xia Qing, holding a sword in his hand and stroking it gently.

He placed the wooden box on the round pine table and took out the food.

As soon as the aroma wafted out, Dugu Xia Qing stopped her sword, came to the round pine table, and said with a sweet smile: "It smells good."

Fakong asked: "How is the progress?"

Dugu Xia Qing rolled her eyes at him.

Fakong smiled and said: "It's just a question, I don't mean to urge you."

"There's no progress." Dugu Xiaqing picked up the chopsticks: "Don't you want to eat together?"

Fakong picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the wine: "I'll just have some wine."

He would have dinner with Xu Qingluo and the others in the evening.

Dugu Xiaqing began to pick up a piece of crystal meatloaf, put it gently into her mouth, and soon showed a look of enjoyment.

She enjoys the beauty of swordsmanship and the taste of delicious food. She knows how to enjoy life, so she and Fakong are on the same page.

Dugu Xiaqing chatted with him while eating: "I've been feeling a rush of blood recently. Is something big going to happen?"

"What big thing?"

"I'm afraid it's the princess's side." Dugu Xia Qing said, "The princess is not in any danger, right?"

Fakong raised his eyes and looked northwest.

His eyes passed through mountain peaks and cities, and finally landed on Yunjing and Jingang Courtyard, where he saw the princess Hu Yunxuan playing with Hu Houjun in the courtyard.

She was all smiles and had a clear laugh. She played with Hu Houjun and was more like a child than Hu Houjun.

Hu Houjun was surrounded by a circle of nuns and Concubine Hui.

Hu Houjun is full of energy, much stronger, and looks chubby.

He was running like flying on his short legs. He looked like he would fall down at any time, but he never fell. He was like a little meat ball rolling around on the ground. He looked particularly cute and made the girls laugh non-stop.

Fakong looked at Hu Yunxuan for a moment, then looked away.

The depth in his eyes faded and he returned to his normal, thoughtful state.

Dugu Xiaqing looked at his face while eating, watching the changes in his eyes and expression.

When Fa Kong raised his head and looked at her, Dugu Xia Qing said, "Is my hunch right?"

Fakong nodded.

Dugu Xia Qing said: "Your Highness, is she in danger?"

"There is danger." Fakong said, "There is concern for life."

Dugu Xia Qing stopped her chopsticks and showed dissatisfaction.

Fakong said: "She is indeed unlucky."

Trouble always comes to her, and it seems like bad luck is lingering around her.

If she hadn't been there, she would have died long ago. First the consort died, and then she died, and everyone else felt aggrieved watching.

Dugu Xia Qing flashed her eyes and was about to put down the bamboo chopsticks, but was interrupted by Fakong waving his hand: "Okay, I will resolve it."

"How to resolve it?" Dugu Xia Qing asked.

Fakong said: "I will tell Yuanchun and the others to let His Highness stay in the temple and not leave the temple."

"I'm afraid I can't stop His Highness." Dugu Xia Qing said.

Fakong smiled: "There is a way."

No matter how stubborn Hu Yunxuan was, she could still listen to what Meng Qinghe and the others said and their advice.

If she really refuses to listen, Meng Qinghe and the others will take coercive measures and will never let her leave the temple in a short period of time.

After the limelight has passed and there is no danger, it will not be too late to leave the temple.

It went by within a month.

"...Okay." Dugu Xia Qing said: "Your Highness is very pitiful, but don't forget her."

She knew that Fakong looked very leisurely, but in fact he had a lot of trivial matters. Hu Yunxuan was not that important in Fakong's mind and could easily be ignored. It was inevitable that he would not be able to rescue her in time.

She understood Fakong's temperament. He would help his relatives and friends, but he was indifferent to irrelevant people. He watched their life and death with a cold eye, and did not want to interfere with their fate, letting their fate rise and fall.

She knew the reason.

Every time he used his clairvoyance, his fate would change. People in the world were in the same net. Fate was a big net. If one part was affected, it would cause changes in the net, forming a series of reactions.

Everything would change, which was extremely troublesome.

Sometimes it would lead to worse results, and innocent people might die. It was inevitable to feel guilty. If it happened too many times, it would easily become a demon in his heart.

Gu Zhan

Fakong nodded: "Don't worry."

He decided to go to the Vajra Courtyard in the evening and told Meng Qinghe to keep Hu Yunxuan for a month.

When the sun set, Fakong came to Lingkong Temple.

Lingkong Temple was very lively.

Now it has become the base of Xu Qingluo and others. Usually they go back to the Vajra Courtyard for dinner.

After dinner, they will return to Lingkong Temple.

The martial arts training ground on the Lingkong Temple side was far away from the pagoda garden.

When Fakong appeared in the abbot's courtyard, he found Leng Feiqiong standing outside the temple gate, so he waved his sleeves and the temple gate was opened across two courtyards.

Leng Feiqiong clasped her hands together and bowed, turned her head and waved her jade hand to the several forbidden palace guards, eunuchs and palace maids who were following outside.

They bowed and stopped, watching Leng Feiqiong, who was wearing a simple snow brocade palace dress, with a jade hairpin holding her black and shiny hair, slowly walk into the temple.

Leng Feiqiong first clasped her hands together and bowed at the steps of the main hall, then walked through a courtyard and finally came to the abbot's courtyard, where she saw Fakong sitting at the stone table.

She stepped forward and clasped her hands together and bowed: "Master."

Fakong sat at the stone table and did not get up, clasped his hands together to return the greeting and stretched out his hand.

Leng Feiqiong came and sat down opposite him.

The simple snow brocade palace dress made her face as white as jade, her phoenix eyes were calm and indifferent, and her expression was calm.

Living in a quiet environment can nourish the body and spirit. Her life as a concubine has made her elegant and graceful. Her dazzling beauty has formed an amazing momentum.

Ordinary men dare not even look at her directly when they are in front of her. They feel ashamed and under great pressure.

But even if they feel ashamed, they still want to get close to this fairy concubine-like beauty and say a few words to her.

Fakong sat in front of her, but his heart was calm and peaceful.

He looked at her beautiful face and said softly, "But what's the matter?"

"Master, I feel something in my heart. I'm afraid you are pregnant." Leng Feiqiong said calmly, but her phoenix eyes stared at him closely, with clear and dazzling eyes.

Fakong nodded lightly.

Leng Feiqiong was startled and said, "Is it true?"

"Yes." Fakong said, "Your feeling is correct. It is indeed pregnant."

"Is it a boy or a girl?" Leng Feiqiong said hurriedly.

"It's the princess." Fakong said, "You know that the queen is a prince, right?"

"...Yes." Leng Feiqiong nodded gently.

A complex expression flashed across her cold jade face.

Fakong smiled.

Leng Feiqiong sat quietly beside the stone table, staring at the Seven Wonders Treasure Bottle on the stone table without saying a word, in a daze.

Fakong remained silent, looking at her with a smile.

After a long while, Leng Feiqiong retracted his gaze and looked at Fakong.

Fakong spoke then, facing her clear eyes, smiling, "Are you disappointed or relieved?"

Leng Feiqiong said softly, "Both."

I originally thought that I could give birth to a prince, educate him well, and make him a rich prince. At least I would have the Tianhai Sword Sect as my backing, and I wouldn't live a very depressed life.

Now that the court is controlled by King Yi and King Ying, there is no chance to squeeze in, and there is no hope for the throne.

It's not bad to be an idle prince, and I can live a carefree life.

If it was a princess, it would be good to be like Chu Ling. She wouldn't have to fight like a prince, and she could live a carefree life. She could find a satisfactory consort in the future.

But the queen's side was a prince, and she was a princess. She always felt inferior, which was a bit unpleasant.

Fakong said: "Each has its own advantages, and it's hard to say which is better or worse."

"Yes."

"No matter what, it's always a happy event." Fakong smiled and said: "It's best to keep it secret first."

Leng Feiqiong frowned.

She understood what Fakong meant and said coldly: "Someone wants to harm my child?"

Fakong said: "You also know that Tianhai Sword Sect should have many enemies with you. How can you miss such an opportunity?"

Leng Feiqiong's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said softly: "Master, who is it?"

"It's hard to say." Fakong shook his head and said: "In short, don't tell anyone first, even the emperor."

"...Okay." Leng Feiqiong thought about it and nodded slowly.

The emperor's mind has been on the queen recently. He comes every day but is absent-minded. It's annoying to see him.

He endured and endured, and finally endured and didn't get angry.

No matter how jealous he is, he can't get angry at this time. Getting angry at this time is immature.

She used to be the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect, so she still has some skills in nourishing qi and scheming.

"But it can't be hidden for too long." Leng Feiqiong said.

In a few months, the pregnancy will be obvious. By then, it will be impossible to cover it up.

Fakong said: "You can retreat."

"... How about retreating in Lingkong Temple?" Leng Feiqiong said.

Fakong nodded.

Leng Feiqiong said: "Master, she will be a healthy child, right?"

"If nothing unexpected happens." Fakong nodded.

Leng Feiqiong smiled.

She suddenly felt something strange, and suddenly felt the taste of her mother, and her body and mind changed.

This change made her calmer and more peaceful.

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