Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He believed in Li Ying's vision and believed that Li Ying would not lie to him. Since she had carefully searched and determined that it would be useful to Zhou Yu, she would not be wrong.

His eyes became deep again.

Li Ying met his strange gaze calmly and felt uncomfortable all over.

No matter how many times she had experienced it, she still could not adapt to it. Being stared at by such a deep gaze was still uncomfortable all over.

After looking for a while, Fakong's eyes returned to normal.

"How is it?" Li Ying asked.

Fakong thought: "I found the right person, and there are some clues, but unfortunately, you alerted the snake and he ran away."

"Who is it?" Li Ying asked without hesitation.

Fakong smiled but said nothing.

Li Ying rolled her eyes at him and snorted: "Why bother? Do you have to check it again?"

If you really want to see it, why not say it directly.

Now I have the opportunity to be lazy, and I will never waste my energy. It is no longer the time to sharpen myself.

Fakong said, "Don't alarm the enemy. What I said may not be correct. You still need to check it carefully."

I saw which one was scared away.

But is this really the spy?

Not necessarily.

If I were the spy, I might have created a suspicious array to divert their attention and hide myself.

So the clairvoyance is not omnipotent and can only be used as an auxiliary.

"Okay." Li Ying said, "I'll go back and get the true solution of Dongxuan."

Fakong nodded.

He disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in the Medicine Valley.

A bright moon hung high in the sky, shining like water, reflecting the entire snow-capped mountain in a flawless white, mysterious and quiet manner.

Like a silver dragon quietly lingering and stretching.

On the King Kong Peak, under the moonlight, human figures flashed and their clothes fluttered.

Xu Qingluo and the other four were fighting fiercely with the eight monks of Faxuan, and the sound of bangs was endless, dazzling.

Xu Qingluo and the other four did not use swords, but only used fists and feet to fight with Faxuan and the other eight monks, and it was evenly matched.

If it was a sword fight, Xu Qingluo and the others would have won long ago, and it would be a piece of cake to fight one against two, but they were not that strong in fists and feet.

Faxuan and the other eight monks fought two against one, and they could barely hold on, but they were already shaky and could be crushed at any time.

They desperately squeezed their own strength, and were shocked in their hearts. They couldn't imagine how Xu Qingluo and the other four had practiced.

How could they have such amazing cultivation at such a young age? The fire of martial arts was so profound, and it was obviously a fire that required years of hard training to achieve, but they could do it easily. Is this a genius?

They and others were geniuses for being able to enter the Vajra Temple, but they were geniuses among geniuses, which was amazing.

They suddenly felt a stream of clear nectar falling from the sky, pouring directly into their brains and into their bodies.

In an instant, they entered a mysterious state, similar to the state of deep tranquility when meditating.

Neither sad nor happy, neither anxious nor impatient.

As if holding a pearl of wisdom, they can see through all the subtleties and mysteries of the world, and everything in the world is under their control. The changes in martial arts become a small path, just like observing the lines on the palm, which are clear at a glance.

Instantly, their spirits are elevated, transcending the mundane, looking down at the present, their hearts and martial arts with a transcendental gaze.

The mind becomes light, the eyes become clear, and martial arts become easy. Everything about how to deal with the next move is calculated in the mind in an instant.

Their eyes shine, and their fists and feet suddenly become sharp, instantly turning the disadvantage back, but instead forcing Xu Qingluo and the others to retreat step by step.

Xu Qingluo and the other four were refreshed, inspiring their fighting spirit, thinking faster, and moving faster.

For a moment, they froze again.

The four of them have extraordinary body movements, which are beyond the reach of Faxuan and the other eight, but Faxuan and the others have more exquisite moves, using cleverness to defeat speed.

Now the brains of Faxuan and the other eight monks are in an overclocked state. Their moves have become more exquisite, their reactions are faster, and their movements are more concise. They use short moves to fight long ones, making up for their own shortcomings of slow speed and creating a faster feeling.

Half an hour later, the eight monks of Faxuan were sweating profusely and could no longer hold on. Looking at Xu Qingluo and the others, they were still energetic, with only a little sweat on their foreheads.

Seeing this, Faxuan shouted: "It's not going to work! It's not going to work! ... Let's stop fighting."

Xu Qingluo and the other four retreated and stopped.

Xu Qingluo exclaimed: "Master Faxuan, how come you suddenly become so powerful? It's like you have become a different person."

She was wearing a gray monk's robe, and she looked like a nun practicing with hair, but she couldn't hide her amazing beauty and radiance.

Under the intense exercise, her forehead was slightly sweaty, and she became more beautiful and amazing.

"Hehe..." Faxuan smiled proudly.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the medicine valley, knowing that Fakong had made a move in secret.

He looked at Xu Qingluo and the other three again, and said with emotion: "You guys are so lucky."

He could feel how much he had gained in the past half hour, and how much his boxing and mental skills had improved.

I am afraid that he would not have such a huge gain even if he practiced hard for a year. No wonder the four of them had such a high level of cultivation and purity at such a young age.

Practicing in the state of Qingxin Mantra, the induction was too wonderful.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Is it the master who took action?"

Faxuan nodded and secretly praised Xu Qingluo for being smart and sharp, and shook his head and said: "Okay, Junior Brother Fakong is back, you can go back and rest."

"Then I will trouble you all." Xu Qingluo clasped her hands together, said goodbye to Faxuan and the others, and returned to the Medicine Valley, where she saw Fakong standing in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

The clear lake water was shimmering with ripples.

The faint fragrance lingered, like a thread, looming.

The insects chirped softly, making it even more quiet.

The four floated down to the pavilion and greeted Fakong.

Fakong left Zhou Yu behind and told the story about the Green-clothed Secretary, and also told her about her rejection of the Green-clothed Secretary's solicitation on her behalf.

Zhou Yu listened quietly and nodded gently. She had no doubts about Fakong's decision and obeyed Fakong's arrangements in everything.

"The True Solution to Dongxuan..." Zhou Yu pondered and nodded slowly: "I heard Master talk about this miraculous technique."

She recalled in her mind the situation that Lian Xue mentioned to her.

In today's world, in addition to the magical powers of Buddhism and other mind-reading skills, the only way to read minds is to have a clear mind and wisdom, and also to have the true understanding of the caves and mysteries of the Demon Sect.

However, the Demon Sect doesn't pay much attention to the True Interpretation of Dongxuan, and feels that it's not worth spending so much time looking at other people's thoughts.

The philosophy of the Demon Sect is to be self-centered, to be self-centered and not to care about others.

Therefore, in the hands of the Demon Sect, Dongxuan True Solution did not exert its power, and Dongxuan True Solution requires unique talents and is difficult to practice.

The only thing they have learned is to be able to see other people's thoughts. In their opinion, seeing other people's thoughts clearly is insignificant compared to being stronger than others in martial arts.

Instead of spending time practicing this, it is better to practice magic skills hard.

Within the Demon Sect's training system, Dong Xuan True Jie is nothing more than a minor skill. If you have this talent, you can master it in one go, so just practice it. If you don't have the talent, you won't be able to practice it forcefully.

As time passed, no one practiced it anymore. As the Demon Sect split into six realms, it seemed that the true understanding of the cave had been lost.

Fakong said: "Young Master Li's True Interpretation of the Cave Mystery is only a fragment and not complete, but it has enough reference value."

Zhou Yu nodded lightly: "Senior brother, I will set off now and get there as soon as possible."

Fa Kong nodded.

Later, when Xu Qingluo and the others heard that Zhou Yu was going back, they also wanted to go back and escort her all the way to avoid danger.

Fakong followed them, and it wouldn't be too late for Zhou Yu to come back after he finished what he had done this time. Shenjing and Jingang Temple were not far from each other.

Fakong had breakfast at Wangjiang Tower, and Xu Qing, Luo, Lin Feiyang and others all followed, which was really lively.

He first walked around Shenjing City, and then appeared at Yongkong Temple.

Yongkong Temple is quiet and quiet, but not far from Yongkong Temple is the noisy Longming Street, which is very lively.

A hundred meters apart, it's like two worlds.

There is the sound of chanting sutras and the tapping of wooden fish in Yongkong Temple, and you can also faintly hear the noise outside.

Amid the hustle and bustle, feel at peace.

This is the best place to train your mind and hone your body and mind all the time.

He read for a while in the Sutra Pavilion in the temple, then suddenly put down the book and came to his abbot's yard.

Monk Yuande was already standing in the courtyard, tithing.

Wearing bright yellow monk robes, like a jade tree standing in the wind, Monk Yuande is still radiant.

Fakong Heshi smiled and said, "Master, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything."

Monk Yuande was solemn and bowed again.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Monk Yuande said: "Master, please help me in the Great Miaolian Temple."

Fakong said: "Jinghu Sect?"

"Yes." Monk Yuande said solemnly: "Now the Jinghui Sect is blooming in all directions, with sneak attacks and plots everywhere."

"It's impossible to guard against it," Fakong said.

Monk Yuande nodded solemnly: "They are in the dark and we are in the light. It is difficult to find them and take precautions in advance. In sudden attacks, there is often death but not life."

Damiaolian Temple has sharp ears and eyes, and its eyes are spread all over Dayong. However, when faced with the sneak attacks and plots of the Jinghu Sect, it was discovered that the eyes all over the place are not that useful.

The disciples of the Jinghui Sect are all familiar with the art of concealment. They usually look like ordinary people. Once activated, they will be thunderous. If they are defeated, they will both die immediately.

The masters from Daimyolian Temple who were attacked by them almost didn't survive.

Fakong said: "No one alive?"

If there is anyone alive, we should be able to pry out some secrets. There are many secrets in the Great Myoulian Temple.

Monk Yuande shook his head slightly.

Fakong frowned: "You didn't get a single survivor?"

"They have a method of self-destruction." Monk Yuande said: "Even sealing the acupoints is useless. As soon as they wake up, they can self-destruct immediately. It is a spiritual magic."

This kind of spiritual magic is impossible to prevent unless you directly control the opponent mentally.

Daimyolian Temple also has such secret techniques.

Like the Moonlight God Lotus Sutra, like the Epiphyllum Cloud Dew Sutra.

But the Jinghui Sect's spiritual mysticism is even better, and the great mysticism of the Great Miaolian Temple cannot suppress the opponent.

Even though he tried his best to catch the opponent and tried to suppress it with his spiritual magic, he was severely injured instead. At the same time, he killed several people by using the same secret magic.

The masters of Jinghui Sect are too dangerous, like the seducers from the underworld, they will die if they see them.

Da Miaolian Temple has lost dozens of masters and is still helpless. If not, he would not ask Fa Kong for help.

He knew that Fa Kong was determined to remain detached and independent, and did not want to get involved in these things and not be tainted with cause and effect.

Fakong nodded slowly: "Essential magic..."

"Master, please help me." Monk Yuande bowed.

Fa Kong sighed.

Monk Yuande looked at him eagerly.

Fakong said: "What will happen if I help the master and the Great Miaolian Temple?"

"...Jinghu Sect will definitely take revenge." Monk Yuande sighed.

This is also the reason why he has not spoken.

Fakong himself may not be afraid, but he was born in the Vajra Temple and the Daxue Mountain. The masters of Jinghui Sect can do nothing to him, and they will definitely take revenge on the Daxue Mountain and the Vajra Temple.