Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Monk Yuande frowned and said, "You don't have to do it."

He knew Fakong's concerns.

Once he personally took action, the Jinghui Sect would inevitably vent its anger on the disciples of the Great Snow Mountain. If the disciples of the Great Snow Mountain died as a result, Fakong would be responsible.

Because Fakong could have stayed out of it, but he got involved, thus causing a big trouble for the Jinghui Sect.

Fakong has the ability of divine vision, so he should be able to prevent the disciples of the Great Snow Mountain from being plotted against, and he would just have to worry about it.

But the existence of that person made the divine vision lose its power.

If the Jinghui Sect was determined to retaliate, that person would take action personally, and Fakong would be powerless.

In the end, he, who dragged Fakong into the water, would become a sinner.

Fakong shook his head and said, "At this point, it is impossible not to take action. After one time, he will know it was me."

If you want to deal with that person, Monk Yuande alone is not enough.

Since the clairvoyance cannot see this person, then the only way is to capture the other party's breath through personal combat, so as to track and locate the other party.

Monk Yuande frowned.

He still felt something was wrong.

But seeing that Fakong insisted so much, he could only nod helplessly.

Fakong looked at the distance with concentration, which was the path at the foot of the mountain where the fierce battle would take place in the future. He wondered if the other party had already ambushed there.

"We have to find a way to be in the city." Fakong said: "It would be best to be near Xiao Miaolian Temple or Yongkong Temple."

Set the battlefield in his own Xiaoxitian Paradise. Once that person enters Xiaoxitian Paradise, he can see through him completely.

But this is not easy.

They chose the ambush outside the city because they did not want to get entangled with the monks of Da Miaolian Temple and the masters of Tianjing.

There are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Tianjing, not only the masters of Da Miaolian Temple, but also many other top masters.

If they run into other top masters, it will inevitably add many variables.

This includes himself.

That person couldn't possibly not take Yongkong Temple into account, after all, his friendship with Monk Yuande had gradually become known to the world.

Monk Yuande said: "If I don't go outside the city..."

After he said this, he felt that it was not easy to do. If a disciple of Da Miaolian Temple was caught outside the city, would he just sit there and watch?

It was impossible to gather all the disciples of Da Miaolian Temple back.

The disciples of Da Miaolian Temple each had their own tasks and needed to go out to do things. It was impossible for them to stay in the temple obediently.

Fakong said, "It seems that I can only use that one move."

"Which move?"

Fakong said, "You have gone crazy while practicing."

"If I have gone crazy and cannot use the Nine Heavens Blue Attraction, why would they assassinate me?"

"If you can't use it today, what about tomorrow?" Fakong said, "After all, it is a big problem. Isn't it easier to kill you while you are sick?"

"How can you leave the temple if you are crazy?" Monk Yuande shook his head, "How can I think of hanging out?"

"After going crazy, in order to prevent yourself from being too focused and rushing to achieve your goals, you should relax and take a break. This is also reasonable."

"...That's right."

"Besides, you should also have enough masters around you." Fakong said, "You have a way to conceal your breath, right?"

"Yes." Monk Yuande nodded.

The breath around him suddenly began to weaken, and then became chaotic, and his jade-like smooth skin became pale and dull.

One look and you can tell that he is seriously injured.

Fakong concentrated his mind and felt it, revealing an expression of admiration.

This is also an incredible magic, which can actually deceive his senses. If it were not in the Little Western Paradise, it would really be deceived.

Monk Yuande quickly dissipated the weakness around his body, and his skin returned to its crystal-clear jade-like state: "This is a magic I got in my previous life. It has no power. It is just used to confuse people."

Fakong praised: "What a strange magic."

"If you want to learn it, I will pass it on to you." Monk Yuande said.

"Then I won't be polite." Fakong accepted it with a smile.

This magic may seem inconspicuous and has no power to defeat the enemy, but it will have miraculous effects at certain special moments.

Monk Yuande said: "Bring paper and pen."

Fakong and he came to his abbot's courtyard, entered his house, and came to the desk in front of the window.

Monk Yuande picked up the pen and began to write a "Small Order of Remaining Flowers".

A very strange name.

Fakong looked at this mental method and praised: "A wonderful idea, this should be a section of a certain mental method."

Monk Yuande nodded: "This is a section of the Canhua Bailiu Divine Art."

"Canhua Bailiu Divine Art..." Fakong smiled.

The two left his study and came to the yard. They sat at the stone table. Fakong had already started to make tea.

The red clay pot had already started to burn.

Monk Yuande said: "Isn't this name strange?"

"I haven't heard of this Canhua Bailiu Divine Art. What kind of strange art is it?" Fakong asked curiously.

If he had heard of it, he would definitely remember it. Moreover, among all the memory beads he had, he didn't have the impression of this Canhua Bailiu Divine Art.

Monk Yuande sighed and said, "This magical skill is unknown to the world, and it is a hermit sect."

Fakong raised his eyebrows and said, "It is really extraordinary to be unknown to the world. The magical skill is extraordinary, and the character is also extraordinary."

He guessed what kind of method this Canhua Bailiu magical skill was, so he hid himself as before.

Just a small part of Canhua Xiaoling was so powerful, not to mention the whole magical skill, he couldn't feel it, let alone others.

But it has not been exposed for so many years, not only because of the powerful magic, but more importantly, because of the character, and the indifferent heart that is willing to be unknown and unknown.

Otherwise, no matter how well you can hide, you will definitely become famous.

"Without an indifferent heart, you can't practice this skill." Monk Yuande said.

Fakong said: "This Canhua Bailiu magic skill..."

Monk Yuande shook his head: "I only got Canhua Xiaoling, and I didn't get Canhua Bailiu magic skill, but I have seen it."

He showed a look of reminiscence.

Fakong smiled: "It seems that there is an emotional connection."

Monk Yuande shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Although he is a monk, he is not without love between men and women, and he has not cut off love between men and women, but after experiencing a lot, he has become indifferent, and he is calm.

He can still remember two unforgettable love stories between men and women in the previous life, and a love story between men and women in the previous life.

In the previous two lives, the paths he took were both the paths of not disappointing Tathagata and not disappointing you, after all, he had a good appearance in the previous two lives.

In this life, the body is still beautiful, but there is no love between men and women, and it is as plain as water.

This is the true state of mind to leave the world.

Fakong nodded: "It seems that it is the magic skill practiced by women. Are they hiding in the brothel?"

"...Yes." Monk Yuande nodded: "But they don't sell their bodies."

Fakong suddenly realized: "They are in the brothel, but they are not the ones who run the business, but the ones who sweep and do odd jobs."

Monk Yuande smiled.

Talking to Fakong is indeed worry-free and labor-saving.

Fakong's eyes became deep again, seeing the future, and nodded with satisfaction: "They did ambush you, so let's do it."

He pretended to be possessed and injured, and once he was attacked, he would suddenly counterattack, and with his own care, the danger would not be so great.

A bright moon hung high.

The cool moonlight made Ning Zhenzhen's courtyard particularly refreshing.

When Fakong appeared in the courtyard, Ning Zhenzhen was dressed in white clothes like snow, and the sword light was like water, dancing like dancing.

Seeing Fakong appear, Ning Zhenzhen twisted her waist and the sword light enveloped her.

A long sword appeared in Fakong's sleeve, and he swung out a sword light, which merged with Ning Zhenzhen's sword light.

After more than a hundred moves, the two put away their swords.

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes were bright and her spirits were high.

Through these more than a hundred moves, her sword skills have improved by a level. Originally, there was a layer of window paper missing, but Fakong gently broke it.

Her beautiful face showed a smile.

Fakong smiled and sat down at the table, pouring himself a glass of wine: "How is the Jinghua Sect?"

The smile on Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face suddenly withdrew, and she snorted.

Fakong smiled and said, "Did they attack again?"

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently: "They attacked secretly, but we killed two people in return."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect the Yudie Sect to be so powerful.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "They were just unlucky. They just happened to run into Junior Sister Ding. Her cultivation has increased greatly recently, and she was just complaining that she had no opponent."

Ding Xingqing's cultivation has increased greatly recently. When she sparred with other fellow disciples, she no longer felt pressure.

But she was no match for the elders, so she was in an awkward stage, neither up nor down.

This time, the masters of Jinghua Sect attacked secretly. The intelligence was the previous intelligence, and Ding Xingqing was far from the previous Ding Xingqing. As a result, Ding Xingqing killed two people in a row and seriously injured three people.

Five people besieged one person, but they lost two and seriously injured three. Ding Xingqing was proud, and the entire Yudie Sect was also proud.

And this time, Jinghua Sect also saw clearly that Yudie Sect was not the Yudie Sect of the past, and they would not let them do whatever they wanted.

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen stared at him with bright eyes.

Fakong smiled and said, "Because of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Mantra?"

"Will there be problems if you perform it too much?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned her heart-stirring eyebrows: "Going against the will of heaven..."

Fakong smiled and said, "There are gains and losses, and there are gains and losses. It is difficult to calculate the gains and losses clearly. Miss Zhou didn't complain, did she?"

"What is there to complain about for saving a life for nothing?" Ning Zhenzhen shook her head: "No one in the martial arts world knows when they will die. Maybe they will die before they live for sixty years."

Fakong smiled and said, "Just think about it."

"No matter how bad she is, she won't complain." Ning Zhenzhen said, "But her cultivation has indeed improved by leaps and bounds."

Fakong took a sip of wine: "Compressing a hundred years of life into sixty years, her potential has been completely stimulated."

Ning Zhenzhen said, "She has entered the Grandmaster stage, which has made many disciples want to die and then be reborn."

Life and death, death and life again, under the intense stimulation, she completely understood her heart and made Zhou Jingjing break through the Grandmaster realm in one fell swoop.

Fakong laughed and shook his head, saying, "That's not the case."

Ning Zhenzhen snorted, "If they practice hard but still can't become a grandmaster, they will have this idea... There is already this sign!"

The sisters and junior sisters around can all become grandmasters, but I practice hard but can't. There is a shortcut that will lose decades of life, but can rush to the grandmaster level. Do you want to take it?

Many people will give it a try.

Fakong said, "Then tell them clearly that even if they come back from the dead, they may not be able to become a grandmaster."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

Fakong said, "Zhu Cisui from Jinghua Sect will come to you tomorrow. Be careful and don't capsize in the ditch."

Ning Zhenzhen smiled slightly.

The murderous intent flowed in her heart.