Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Thinking of this, his eyes turned to the direction of the Great Snow Mountain, through layers of mountains and obstacles, and fell on the old monk Huinan.

The old monk Huinan was practicing, slowly and leisurely, still using his set of boxing, the boxing that he had practiced for decades.

Fakong shook his head. He didn't expect that the master was so patient and didn't rush to act.

But his words at the time were already waxed.

The Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths of the Demon Sect will not fight, they will be quiet for a while, and the Great Snow Mountain will not be lively.

So, even if you have the clairvoyance, you can't make assertions casually, it's better to say less.

Because your interference will constantly change the future, which means changing what you said, which is tantamount to slapping yourself in the face.

He flashed in the courtyard of the monk Huinan and bowed with tenths.

The setting sun covered the entire courtyard. Monk Huinan was slowly punching in the sunset light, and said calmly: "What happened again?"

"The conflict between Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths of Demon Sect has been suppressed by the emperor." Fakong said: "It will be quiet for a while."

Monk Huinan punched and said slowly: "You did it, right?"

Fakong nodded.

"Mind your own business." Monk Huinan snorted.

Fakong said: "Grandmaster, there is nothing we can do about it. Once the two sects fight to the death, I am afraid that the martial arts world will be a mess, and it will be difficult to clean up at that time."

"It is not our turn to clean up even if it is difficult to clean up." Monk Huinan snorted.

Fakong smiled and said: "Grandmaster, do we in Daxueshan still have the ambition to become the best in the world?"

"I am not that stupid!" Monk Huinan snorted coldly.

In his opinion, Tianhai Sword Sect is extremely stupid.

It is obviously the most stable of the three sects, but they want to pursue the best in the world, breaking the trend of the three sects being in a tie.

If the three sects are on par, the court will not be too wary even if they are wary, after all, the limelight is dispersed and not so eye-catching.

If one sect stands out alone, it must form an inseparable relationship with the court...

He was stunned and turned to look at Fakong.

Fakong smiled and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It seems that they are not stupid, but too smart!" Monk Huinan snorted, "It's me who is stupid."

With Leng Feiqiong, Tianhai Sword Sect is indeed inseparable from the court, with a close relationship and no suspicion.

Tianhai Sword Sect has become the hand that suppresses the Great Snow Mountain and the Holy Church of Light, and this hand is controlled by the court.

In this way, all the benefits will be taken by Tianhai Sword Sect, and the martial arts world will gradually respect Tianhai Sword Sect.

The Great Snow Mountain and the Holy Church of Light are becoming increasingly weak, and the gap with Tianhai Sword Sect is getting bigger and bigger.

When he thought of this, his face darkened: "What a great Tianhai Sword Sect!"

Fakong said: "Don't worry, Master. It's not that easy for Tianhai Sword Sect to become the best sect in the world."

"I'm afraid it's not that difficult either." Monk Huinan shook his head.

If the court is determined to support Tianhai Sword Sect to become the best sect in the world, then Tianhai Sword Sect can become the best sect in the world.

No matter how strong the Great Snow Mountain is, it's probably useless.

Fakong said: "After all, Tianhai Sword Sect is Tianhai Sword Sect. They won't bow down to others. This is determined by their mind method."

The sword method of Tianhai Sword Sect is sharp. Why did Leng Feiqiong propose to become the best sect in the world, unmatched in the world?

It's because this goal matches his mind method.

With this goal, the disciples of Tianhai Sword Sect can practice sword method more smoothly and make faster progress.

After the sword method is successful, this goal will become more and more solid and unshakable, and they will achieve each other.

The best sect in the world will have a lofty and arrogant momentum. After the mind method and the facts are consistent, they will become more and more arrogant. Even the court will not take it seriously and would rather break than bend.

It is another Divine Sword Peak.

At that time, they will not listen to the court, and will do their own thing, and then they will inevitably be suppressed by the court.

This sign has already appeared.

Chu Xiong is a suspicious and sharp emperor. After discovering it, he may be afraid and may not push Tianhai Sword Sect forward.

It is difficult for outsiders to see the subtle thoughts in this.

The heart of the emperor is unpredictable, and he can only observe the general situation.

Monk Huinan looked heavy and shook his head.

Once Tianhai Sword Sect becomes the number one sect in the world, the good days of Daxue Mountain will be gone forever.

Fakong said: "Master, do you want to stop it?"

"How to stop it?" Monk Huinan said: "You have a way, right?"

Fakong shook his head.

He would not say such big words.

Monk Huinan glared at him and said: "It's time, don't be modest."

Fakong said: "Master, this kind of big thing cannot be changed by one person, unless it is the emperor."

He felt that the emperor might not be able to change this general trend.

The Tianhai Sword Sect has already gained momentum, and it is impossible to suppress it now, and it is impossible to directly replace Xie Daochun.

After all, the leader of the Tianhai Sword Sect cannot be appointed by the emperor, but elected by the disciples of the sect themselves.

Even if Xie Daochun is removed, if the new leader wants to follow the people's will, he still has to pursue the world's first sect.

To pursue the world's first sect, you must take action, and once you take action, it will inevitably lead to turmoil in the martial arts world.

There are also the Six Paths of the Demon Sect. After showing amazing strength, more and more people will practice magic skills, and more and more people will join the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, making the Six Paths of the Demon Sect more powerful.

In addition, the emperor's praise has further boosted this trend.

This time, the death battle between the two sects was suppressed, but it was just postponed. The two sects will eventually fight to the death.

It is not difficult to suppress this war, but it is the most difficult to resolve the war that will inevitably happen in the future.

Monk Huinan snorted: "Don't you have great influence on the emperor? Find a way to talk to him."

Fakong said: "Master, you think too highly of me. The emperor is extremely suspicious of me. How could he listen to me?"

Monk Huinan glanced at him and snorted.

Fakong smiled and said: "Master, are we in Daxueshan ready to retaliate?"

"Do you think we should retaliate?"

"No need."

"Doesn't that mean that our Vajra Temple is weak and can be bullied? More importantly, Tianhai Sword Sect will become more aggressive when they see that we dare not retaliate."

Fakong pondered.

This is indeed something that cannot be ignored.

Tianhai Sword Sect can do such a thing.

His eyes suddenly became deep and looked at Monk Huinan.

Monk Huinan's body tensed up and glared at Fakong unhappily, but did not interrupt Fakong.

After a moment, Fakong shook his head.

"How?" Monk Huinan asked.

Fakong said: "The Tianhai Sword Sect did provoke us again and injured two of our disciples."

"Assholes!" Monk Huinan snorted.

Fakong's face was also ugly.

He didn't expect the Tianhai Sword Sect to be so excessive, a little unscrupulous.

Maybe the imperial edict only reprimanded them for provoking the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, so they took advantage of the loophole and started to deal with the Vajra Temple.

Fakong pondered and said: "In this case, we can only show them a little bit of our strength."

"It should have been done long ago!" Monk Huinan snorted coldly.

Nanhua City

As an important city in the southern part of Daqian, although Nanhua City is not the head of a prefecture, it is located at the intersection of north and south and east and west, with many pedestrians coming and going, which has driven the prosperity of the city.

People from all over the world come in and out, making Nanhua City very lively.

In the early morning, the aroma of various delicacies floats over Nanhua City.

There are snacks from the south, the north, the east and the west, and the various aromas are mixed together, making it even more tempting.

In an alley in Nanhua City, two middle-aged monks are walking slowly, calm and solemn, with the demeanor of a great monk.

They are wearing gray monk robes, simple and unadorned.

One has a rough appearance, and the other is handsome.

They are disciples of the Vajra Temple. They are on their way through Nanhua City and come into the city to replenish some food. After resting for a night, they will continue on their way.

When they go out, even though they are disciples of the Great Snow Mountain, they are still as cautious and careful as possible, trying not to cause trouble.

When they are halfway through the alley, two middle-aged men in green shirts are walking towards them, with light steps and long swords on their waists.

When they saw the two middle-aged monks, they were startled, as if they were quite surprised. Then they stopped and clasped their fists: "Are you two masters the high monks of the Vajra Temple?"

"Amitabha." The two middle-aged monks clasped their fists together, and the handsome monk said: "The two donors are..."

"Hello, two masters. We are disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect." The two middle-aged monks in green shirts smiled and looked at each other, sizing up the two middle-aged monks.

"Tianhai Sword Sect..." The two middle-aged monks were solemn, and the handsome monk said: "I am Fajing."

"Master Fajing, it is fate that we meet. Since you are here, I will sit in the east."

"Amitabha." Monk Fajing shook his head and said: "Thank you for your kindness, sir, but we have something to do and cannot delay."

The two middle-aged monks in green shirts frowned and looked unhappy.

A young man in green robes laughed, "It seems that the two masters look down on us."

"I don't mean that."

"Hehe..." The middle-aged man in green robes shook his head and laughed, "Then let's go to the restaurant in front and sit down."

The two middle-aged monks frowned and looked down.

"The two donors want to make trouble for us, right?" Monk Fajing said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"Hehe..." The middle-aged man in green robes laughed, "Is my Tianhai Sword Sect not as good as your Daxueshan Sect? You look down on me so much?"

"If you want to fight, just fight. Why do you have to do this?" Monk Fajing said coldly, "But there is still an ambush?"

"Master, you underestimate us too much, right?" The middle-aged man in green robes laughed, "Do you need an ambush to deal with the two of you?"

The gray monk robe of Monk Fajing slowly swelled up, and then slowly flattened. He stopped talking and just walked forward.

The two middle-aged men in green robes stopped talking, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and pointed the swords at Fajing and the others.

Fajing and another middle-aged monk continued to move forward, getting closer and closer, and finally almost touched the tip of the sword.

"Om..." The two sword tips suddenly turned into two balls of silver light, covering Fajing and the other monk respectively.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Amid the clear sound, Fajing and another middle-aged monk Fagu attacked with their palms, like the collision of metal and iron.

There were white marks on their palms, and the sword tip could not break their skin, which made the two middle-aged monks in green shirts look gloomy.

No matter how exquisite their sword skills are, if they can't break the opponent's skin, it will be in vain.

"Amitabha." Fajing put his palms together and said slowly: "Two donors, step down now, I can pretend that nothing happened."

"Hehe..." The previous middle-aged monk in green shirt laughed, with a strange laugh, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly.

But the tip of the sword vaguely emerged with a brilliant light.

Fajing and Fagu looked solemn, and they were going to show their real skills.

"Om..." The tip of the sword once again emitted two silver lights, covering the two monks, followed by a "chi chi chi chi" whistle.

Fa Jing and Fa Gou took three steps back, and holes appeared on the chest and shoulders of their monk robes, with small red spots visible on their skin.