Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong returned to Yongkong Temple in a flash, glanced at Monk Yuande, and then fell on the two masters of the Jinghui Sect.

His eyes became deep, and after a moment, he shook his head.

He did change the fate of these two people.

Originally, they were able to get away with it and had never been caught by the Great Miaolian Temple. At least they would have no worries about their lives for several years.

Moreover, within a few years, their cultivation level rose steadily, and they all grew into one of the top masters of the Jinghui Sect.

Nearly eighteen masters of the Great Miaolian Temple died in their hands. Every time they killed a master of the Great Miaolian Temple, their cultivation level became stronger.

The two killed ten people each and eight people each. With their joint efforts, their cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds.

The martial arts of the Jinghui Sect are indeed powerful, which can be said to be more magical than magic. Killing people makes them stronger, and it is very easy to develop a habit of killing.

In order to suppress the simple killing, it is suppressed by faith, or guided by faith, or relieved by faith.

This is the case with the Jinghui Sect.

Because they act according to the belief of the Jinghui Sect, it is not killing, but purification, removing the filth between heaven and earth, and acting on behalf of heaven.

So once they start killing, the strength of the Jinghui Sect will increase rapidly. The more they kill, the more powerful they will be.

In the later period, the Great Miaolian Temple may not be able to suppress the Jinghui Sect at all.

To suppress the Jinghui Sect or even eliminate the Jinghui Sect, it must be done in the early stage, the sooner the better, otherwise it will be too late to suppress it.

These two people would have grown into the top masters of the Jinghui Sect, but now it seems that they will be caught up by Monk Yuande and killed by the masters of the Great Miaolian Temple.

This is how he changed the future with a slight move, and the fate of the two people has been completely different.

He turned his eyes away from them and cast them at the Mingguang Temple.

Mingguang Temple is located on a mountain in Tianjing, surrounded by lush greenery and dense bamboo forests, rustling like the sound of nature with the wind.

As far as Fakong can see, there are a total of 16 monks in Mingguang Temple, old or young, all busy.

Some were chanting, some were burning incense, some were chopping wood, and some were practicing. They were all doing their own jobs. It looked like an ordinary temple. There was nothing unusual.

However, in the backyard of Mingguang Temple, in the pagoda garden, there was a different world. It actually led to a valley. There were nearly 300 people in the valley.

More than 300 people were practicing, and the scene was already huge.

Fakong's eyes wandered over these disciples of the Jinghui Sect, checking their cultivation.

The cultivation of these disciples of the Jinghui Sect was not very high. Those with high cultivation should have gone out to assassinate.

And those with low cultivation did not go out.

When they practiced hard to have enough cultivation, they would be qualified to go out, and then their cultivation would enter a stage of rapid progress.

He shook his head.

This shows that the Jinghui Sect has a foundation. It is not a one-time deal. There will be a constant supply of masters.

If you can't get here, just destroying those Jinghui Sect masters outside will not destroy the Jinghui Sect.

If you want to destroy the Jinghui Sect, you still have to raid these nests.

Fakong retracted his gaze and fell on Monk Yuande again, seeing him start to give orders.

As his orders were passed down, masters from the Great Miaolian Temple began to gather in the Small Miaolian Temple from all directions.

In a quarter of an hour, his courtyard had gathered 120 people, the lowest of whom were masters of the Divine Yuan Realm, and there were 36 Grandmasters.

Monk Yuande clasped his hands together and bowed.

The monks clasped their hands together.

Monk Yuande did not speak, but just stepped out of the courtyard gate.

The monks followed him, and then went out all the way, out of the Small Miaolian Temple, out of Tianjing City, and rushed straight to the Minguang Temple.

When they passed through Tianjing City, they only walked in the alleys, not the streets, but even so, they would still run into pedestrians.

When pedestrians saw Monk Yuande solemnly in front and the monks behind him solemnly following, they felt that something big was happening, and hurriedly made way and stood aside to clasp their hands together and bow.

The name of the monk Yuande in Tianjing is similar to that of the monk Fakong in Shenjing. It is almost a household name and no one knows it.

Monk Yuande hurriedly led more than a hundred monks. Something must have happened. They were curious and heavy-hearted.

People with a keen eye would speculate what happened.

Judging from the expressions of the monk Yuande and the monks of the Great Miaolian Temple, it should not be a trivial matter.

I don’t know if it will affect my life. It is rare that the Great Miaolian Temple suppresses the various sects in the martial arts world, so I can have a peaceful life. Once there is a problem with the Great Miaolian Temple, I am afraid that the peaceful life will no longer exist.

Fakong’s eyes have been staring at this side, watching Monk Yuande and 120 monks leave Tianjing and come to Mingguang Temple.

Monk Yuande did not rush to enter Mingguang Temple, but hid in the bamboo forest outside the temple first.

Eight middle-aged monks went lightly and began to inquire about the truth of Mingguang Temple, and quickly checked how many people there were in Mingguang Temple and how old they were.

Because the masters of the Jinghui Sect have the ability to hide, if they are not activated, it is impossible to see that they are practicing martial arts, so we should pay attention to those who do not know martial arts or have low martial arts.

Of course, there are not many martial arts masters in the entire Mingguang Temple. They are all people with low martial arts, and some do not even know martial arts.

The monks of the Damiaolian Temple are not vegetarians either. They quickly found the disciples of the Jinghui Sect in the pagoda garden.

After reporting to Monk Yuande, Monk Yuande looked solemn.

He told the monks to lie still first, then floated away, turned into a wisp of light smoke, and returned to Tianjing City in the blink of an eye.

A quarter of an hour later, he led more than 200 masters of the Damiaolian Temple out of Tianjing City and arrived outside the Mingguang Temple to meet up with the previous masters.

More than 300 masters of the Great Miaolian Temple rushed into the pagoda garden of the Mingguang Temple and entered the valley.

When the more than 300 disciples of the Jinghui Sect in the valley saw Monk Yuande and his men, they attacked without hesitation.

Suddenly, there were fierce battles everywhere in the valley.

Fakong sighed.

His eyes suddenly became deep, and he saw the future, then he retracted his gaze, with a look of compassion on his face.

This will be a tragic battle, a tragedy that people can't bear to watch.

Monk Yuande was still too anxious.

Apparently, too many masters of the Great Miaolian Temple died, making him angry and losing his composure.

He should slow down, boil the frog in warm water, and deal with these disciples of the Jinghui Sect bit by bit, instead of rushing in angrily to kill them.

You know, the most troublesome thing about the disciples of the Jinghui Sect is not only secrecy, but also that they are not afraid of death and will perish together at any time.

Fakong pondered for a moment and decided to remind them to change the future.

His voice was gently spit out, condensed and not dispersed, and slowly fell into the ears of Monk Yuande.

It seemed to be slow, but in fact it was very fast.

Monk Yuande stood aside and did not do anything himself, ready to support at any time, his eyes scanning the field like lightning.

When he heard Fakong's voice and Fakong's words, his face changed slightly.

His handsome face was uncertain, and finally gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Retreat."

He took a deep breath, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and he shouted: "Da Miaolian Temple, retreat!"

He turned and left.

The monks realized that it was not an illusion, Yuande did shout to retreat.

They turned and left without hesitation, and retreated from the valley in the blink of an eye, leaving no one behind.

The disciples of the Jinghui Sect looked at each other, at a loss.

They were at a disadvantage and were about to use means of mutual destruction, but the monks of Da Miaolian Temple suddenly retreated, without any warning, inexplicably.

They were angry again.

The monks of Da Miaolian Temple actually hit the door!

PS: Update completed.