Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Sun Shiqi said: "Your Majesty, master still has to show some respect after all. It is impossible to accept things without doing anything. What I am afraid of now is not that he will accept the treasures, but that he will not accept them."

Chu Hai said coldly: "Don't accept it? If you don't accept him, will he really kill Li Ying?"

"..." Sun Shiqi nodded wordlessly.

He believes that Fa Kong is infinitely compassionate, and he also believes that Fa Kong is cruel and ruthless. He will be compassionate when he should be merciful, and be ruthless when he should be ruthless.

And he was also worried about the emperor.

If the emperor also takes advantage of the situation and takes the opportunity to get rid of Li Ying, then...

So now the only one who can save Li Ying is Fakong.

"Your Majesty..."

"...Go." Chu Hai gritted his teeth: "I want to see how shameless Master Fakong is!"

First he collected the treasure, but then he did the opposite. He knew clearly that he meant to save Li Ying and not just stop her, but he seriously injured Li Ying, and then spread the news so that someone could assassinate Li Ying.

This is simply deliberately disgusting, so hateful.

There is nothing he can do now. Instead, he continues to beg him and continue to give him treasures. This is simply treating himself as a victim.

This person cannot be wronged, and he must continue to be the one who has gritted his teeth.

Is this intentional revenge on yourself?

To retaliate for his original methods, Master Fakong was too cautious!

Sun Shiqi returned half an hour later with a bitter look on his face.

He was completely tortured by Fa Kong and lost his temper.

Chu Hai had been pacing back and forth, waiting for him to come back. His heart sank when he saw this, and his face became gloomy: "He confiscated it?"

Sun Shiqi shook his head: "My lord, the master is not here, so I asked Lin Feiyang to accept the treasure, and he also said a few words."

"What are you talking about?" Chu Hai asked hurriedly.

Sun Shiqi said: "Make sure Li Sizheng returns safely."

"That's good..." Chu Hai breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened: "That's good..., he finally has some face."

"Your Majesty, be careful what you say." Sun Shiqi said hurriedly.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Vajra Temple, fearing that Fa Kong was looking over.

Although he didn't know how the clairvoyance was actually used, he judged that he should be able to see it here.

Standing in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, you could probably see this place at a glance, see everyone in the palace, and see everything he said and did with Chu Hai.

Chu Hai snorted: "He can do it, but I can't say anything?"

"Your Majesty, no matter what, if Li Sizheng is saved, it is worth it. The higher the price, the more the prince values ​​her." Sun Shiqi said, "Li Sizheng will be even more grateful."

"She doesn't need to be grateful." Chu Hai waved his hand.

Sun Shiqi changed the topic and smiled: "Do you want to go on, Your Majesty?"

"I'll go later!" Chu Hai said, "I still don't believe it now!"

He tried his best and insisted on getting Fa Kong to agree. If one day didn't work, it would be ten days, a hundred days, one year, or two years.

A drop of water penetrates a stone, sincerity is the most important thing.

He didn't believe Fa Kong could last a year.

"Then prince, please go quickly."

"Well, let's go."

Fakong and Li Ying stood side by side on a huge rock on the top of the mountain, facing the wind and overlooking everything in front of them.

This boulder was long and narrow, extending five meters forward. They seemed to be standing in the void, trying to fly away in the wind.

Li Ying was dressed in a black robe, her oval face was as white as flawless, and her skin glowed softly, like mutton-fat white jade.

She was looking into the distance, and the direction she was looking at was the direction of the Tianhai Sword Sect. She was worried about the conflict between the Six Paths of Demon Sect and the Tianhai Sword Sect.

Fakong also looked over, his eyes were deep, and his gaze passed through the obstacles of space and fell on Haitian Cliff.

Under the Haitian Cliff, hundreds of people were fighting in a stalemate, which was extremely tragic.

On one side are the masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect. They are all wearing sapphire blue clothes. They are high-spirited and sharp as a sword. Their energy and spirit are integrated with the long sword in their hands.

The other party is a master of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect. He has a variety of clothes, wearing all kinds of clothes, and performing all kinds of martial arts.

Sword skills, knife skills, boxing skills, palm skills, kick skills, and even finger skills, fighting fiercely with the masters of Tianhai Sword Sect.

Each master fell to the ground from time to time, unable to fight any more. Some were seriously injured and dying, and some even died directly.

Fa Kong's deep gaze fell on them, thoughtfully.

Li Ying said: "What are you looking at?"

"You, Cantian Dao, rush forward to kill you." Fakong said.

Li Ying looked helpless.

It's not that she hasn't emphasized it before, but it's a pity that she didn't set an example and restrain them in front of them, so they couldn't remember what she told them.

Once the fight starts, the blood is so intense that everything is forgotten except for one thought: destroy the opponent!

Except for this thought, nothing else could stay in my mind and was driven out.

She sighed and said, "There is really nothing we can do about these guys! Are any of them dead?"

"Not yet." Fakong said, "But it's coming soon. The fighting has just started, so it's not brutal enough."

The real moment of killing comes in the later stages. Once you become red-blooded, you will become more and more affected by the atmosphere of the scene. When you see your companions being killed, you will feel hatred and murderous intent, and your attacks will become more and more ruthless.

"..." Li Ying hesitated and looked at Fakong.

Fa Kong pretended not to see it.

He understood what Li Ying meant. He must be asking for help and wanted him to help save the master of Can Tiandao.

If he were here, he could at least hang their lives.

But as a Daxueshan person, it would be a bit too much to save Can Tiandao. Not only Daxueshan would be dissatisfied, but also the Tianhai Sword Sect and the Guangming Holy Sect.

Li Ying coughed lightly and said, "You won't help?"

"They want to die, why should I bother?" Fakong shook his head: "Let them go."

Li Ying hesitated.

She thought quickly, looking for ways to impress Fakong, to find a way to ask Fakong for help.

"If you help," she said softly after taking a few breaths: "Cantian Dao will help you or Vajra Temple to complete one thing, and at most 30 grandmasters will be dispatched!"

Fakong looked at her and smiled: "It seems that Vajra Temple does not need to ask Cantian Dao for help now."

Vajra Temple's current strength has skyrocketed, and it is already stronger than people can imagine, and it does not need external help.

Besides, there is the Great Snow Mountain to help, and at worst there is the Holy Church of Light.

"Maybe not." Li Ying said: "There are some things that you Vajra Temple should not come forward, and we Cantian Dao can come forward."

"For example?" Fakong smiled.

Li Ying said: "Deal with Diaoyue Dao."

Fakong shook his head: "To deal with Diaoyue Dao, our Vajra Temple can take action openly."

Li Ying smiled confidently: "But that will cause dissatisfaction from the court."

"...That's right." Fakong thought about it and nodded in agreement: "What else?"

"Tianhai Sword Sect." Li Ying said.

Fakong thought about it: "Okay, what about the other five sects?"

"If we can save them together, it would be even better." Li Ying said: "This can also conceal our relationship."

"If I really want to conceal it, then I have to save everyone." Fakong said: "Save you six sects, but not Tianhai Sword Sect. Tianhai Sword Sect will think I am colluding with you."

Li Ying pursed her lips and smiled softly: "This is a good idea. The emperor will definitely reward you when he knows it, right?"

Fakong nodded: "I should indeed ask the emperor for a reward, then I will go, so that no one from your Cantian Dao will really die."

"Thank you." Li Ying solemnly put her hands together and bowed.

Fakong said, "You should be careful too, someone will come to deal with you later."

"Come on." Li Ying's eyes sparkled like cold stars, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she was eager to try.

She wanted to spread the news of her injury.

This way, she could lure out those who had malicious intentions and murderous intentions towards her, eliminate some hidden dangers, and take the opportunity to hone her swordsmanship.

The experience of the Demon Relics has been surging in her mind. Without enough practice, it is difficult to digest these experiences.

A large number of intensive, high-intensity and high-quality opponents will allow her to thoroughly absorb the experience of the Demon Relics and improve her cultivation.

She plans to use this opportunity to go a step further and try to catch up with Fakong and Emperor Chuxiong as soon as possible to get rid of the situation of being controlled by others.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill you all!"

The roar was like thunder, slowly weakening, and a burly middle-aged man slowly knelt on the ground, staring at the three blue-shirted swordsmen who besieged him. His momentum was fierce, but his eyes quickly dimmed, and his heart was already stabbed.

He used fists, which were like hammers, and often swung the sword away or even sent it flying when it hit the sword.

If the three of them hadn't joined forces, he would never have been stabbed in the heart. The three of them were too despicable, and their swordsmanship was exquisite and coordinated.

It should be a powerful sword formation.

The Micro-Dust Sword Formation of the Tianhai Sword Sect was famous all over the world, and the three of them were probably using the Small Micro-Dust Sword Formation.

The Small Micro-Dust Sword Formation was formed by three people, and its power was not as strong as the Micro-Dust Sword Formation of six people, but it had already combined the power of the three people and even doubled it.

In this case, three people against one person, unless their cultivation was far superior to theirs, it would be difficult to survive.

The burly middle-aged man stared at the three of them unwillingly.

The three of them no longer paid attention to him. The sword in their hearts would definitely kill them, and there was no need to waste time and energy.

They had already rushed towards another master of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, who was still a master of the Cantian Path.

The masters of Cantiandao rushed to the front, fought the most fiercely, and became the target of Tianhai Sword Sect's concentrated efforts to eliminate.

Seeing another fellow brother being surrounded by them, the burly middle-aged man gritted his teeth, but all his strength was rushing out of his heart quickly, weakness and darkness surged, and he was about to drown himself and fall into eternal darkness and never wake up.

He knew that as long as he fainted, he would be completely dead, and unwillingness burned in his heart, supporting him from being swallowed by darkness.

Suddenly, a stream of nectar fell from the sky and landed on the Baihui acupoint, instantly driving away the darkness and weakness in his mind, and vigorous vitality emerged instantly.

His internal organs suddenly became light and powerful, and the heart position was blocked, and the power no longer flowed out from here.

He turned his head and looked around, and found Fakong standing halfway up the mountain.

A purple-gold cassock was shining with golden light in the sunset, and Guangguang's head was also shining, and the whole person was bathed in the glow, like a fairy.

Not only him, but more than a dozen seriously injured and dying people noticed something strange, and looked over and saw Fakong.

In the sunset glow, the solemn appearance of Fakong shocked them inexplicably, and coupled with the surging vitality in their bodies, they were so moved that they even had the urge to pay homage and worship.

They suppressed this impulse, but could not help but put their hands together to salute.

Fakong stood on the top of a green bamboo, put his hands together to salute, as a way of returning the courtesy to everyone, and then a Qingxin Mantra fell.