Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Twenty-two Grand Masters..." Xu Zhijian nodded slowly, then shook his head: "It's not too many."

Fakong said: "Can you handle it?"

Xu Zhijian shook his head: "It's hard to say."

If in the past, the twenty-two great masters were just a piece of cake, they would just deliver the food when they came.

But today is different from the past.

The top masters of the Guangming Holy Religion have been sent to Zhenlongyuan. Now there are still great masters left in the peak, but they are not the top ones.

There is a huge difference between a great master and a grand master.

There are also several top grandmasters, such as myself, left in the peak just to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.

It seems to be correct now. If they were all sent out, they would be blinded at this time.

He smiled and said, "Do you think you can handle it?"

"No." Fakong shook his head.

"You really can't deal with them?"

"Their methods are weird, weird methods that you have never seen before."

Xu Zhijian smiled.

Fakong smiled and said, "Don't believe it?"

Xu Zhijian said: "We still know something about Dayun, are there any methods we haven't seen before?"

He felt that Fa Kong underestimated the Holy Sect of Light too much.

Over the years, the Holy Sect of Light has been infiltrating and infiltrating into Dayun, exploring and exploring again, and is almost familiar with all the sects and sects in Dayun.

The travels of the disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult are not in vain. They not only sharpen their state of mind and increase their cultivation, but also seek information.

Yunjing is indeed known as the Capital of All Gods and there are countless sects, but the Guangming Holy Religion knows the details of most of the sects.

Fakong said: "There is a great master who suddenly bursts out with golden light when he punches hard, making people unable to open their eyes."

"This is the Golden Light Divine Fist." Xu Zhijian said: "You really need to be careful. The golden light not only pierces people's eyes, but can also make people dizzy. It is easy to be caught off guard."

Fakong said: "There was a great master who used a sword. When the sword tip was about to hit, it suddenly split into two."

"The Son-Mother Sword Art." Xu Zhijian said.

Fakong smiled and said, "You all know?"

Xu Zhijian nodded slightly, looking proud.

Fakong put his palms together and smiled: "I admire you, I admire you, but I have never heard of these martial arts."

"These are not big sects, they are all deviant." Xu Zhijian waved his hand and said: "They often do things in secret, and you won't be surprised if you don't know."

Fakong said: "There is also a woman who is enchanting, charming, and able to subjugate others without fighting."

"Submission without fighting..." Xu Zhijian frowned and said, "We Holy Cult disciples surrender obediently?"

Fakong nodded.

Xu Zhijian's face darkened slightly.

What they cultivate is the heart of light, and they pay the most attention to concentration and state of mind. There are few techniques such as enchantment in the world that can enchant the disciples of the Holy Sect of Light.

The disciples of the Guangming Sect are the enemies of this kind of mental method, even better than the Buddhist mental method.

Even if the Daxue Mountain disciples were deceived, they, the Guangming Holy Cult disciples, would not be deceived either.

Since he is fascinated, it means that this mental method is strange, or the state of cultivation of this mental method is extremely deep.

Fakong smiled and said: "In terms of harm, this woman is the most harmful to your holy religion, right?"

Being fascinated by her is not only a defeat at her hands, it is equivalent to being destroyed by her, which is actually a broken state of mind.

It's not that easy to return to cultivation. It's easy to recover your cultivation level, but it's difficult to recover your state of mind.

Just like if you have an inner demon, the more you try to get rid of it, the harder it becomes and the more stubborn it becomes.

Xu Zhijian nodded slowly.

Fakong said: "Should we let her do whatever she wants?"

Xu Zhijian frowned and looked at him.

Fakong smiled and said: "As the saying goes, if you want to have a stronger state of mind, you have to break and establish several times, right?"

Xu Zhijian nodded, then shook his head: "It's different."

Fakong looked at him.

Xu Zhijian said: "If in normal times, if the state of mind is broken, it will be broken. Just practice again, but it is different now."

"The timing doesn't allow it?"

"yes."

This is the period when the Holy Religion of Light is at its weakest. If they are all broken, and the enemy comes again, who will fight?

No matter how strong he is, he is only one person. He can fight one against two, one against three, or even against ten, but he cannot fight against one against a hundred.

Fakong smiled: "But the more time it is, the better the effect will be, right?"

"...Yes." Xu Zhijian nodded slowly.

The more critical this moment is, the greater the pressure, the greater the test on the state of mind, like a heavy hammer forging iron.

"Then give it a try." Fakong said.

Xu Zhijian was puzzled.

If you really do this, the Holy Sect of Light will definitely be in trouble, and Dayun will never let go of this opportunity.

Fakong said: "I will find a way to get some experts to come and support."

"A master from the Snowy Mountains?"

"Um."

"...Forget it." Xu Zhijian said: "You have already made the emperor very unhappy because of the transfer of experts. If you do it again this time, the emperor will be even more angry."

Fakong smiled: "This time it is considered a normal move. Our Vajra Temple has a good relationship with the Guangming Holy Sect. It is not unknown to the court."

"That will also anger the emperor."

"Otherwise, you take the initiative to attack?" Fakong said: "Before they enter the Great Bright Peak, ambush them in Dayun first."

"Without strength, what's the use of an ambush?"

"I asked Qingluo and the others to come over and help."

"Qingluo..." Xu Zhijian was suddenly moved.

He hadn't seen Xu Qingluo for a while, and he missed her very much. He smiled and said, "Okay, let Qingluo and the others come over... do you really want to take the risk?"

Fakong said: "In addition to these three extremely dangerous ones, there are also some that are not bad. You still have to be careful when dealing with them."

Xu Zhijian nodded slowly.

——

A bright moon was hanging high in the sky.

Fakong appeared in Li Ying's courtyard.

Li Ying was in a daze in the middle of the courtyard, staring at the moonlight, motionless like a white jade statue.

She was wearing a white dress as white as snow, which was integrated with her skin.

After Fakong appeared, Li Ying still did not move, as if she did not know he was there, even though he coughed lightly.

Li Ying was still different.

Fakong laughed and said, "Are you still angry?"

Li Ying turned her head and looked over, her bright eyes sparkling in the moonlight, and snorted coldly, "I dare not!"

Fakong smiled and said, "Is the grievance in your heart not gone yet?"

Li Ying rolled her eyes at him.

Fakong said, "Why not do it?"

"Okay!" Li Ying shouted delicately, and waved her jade hand.

A long sword hanging in the corner flew out of its sheath, turned into a white rainbow and fell into her hand, and then turned into a cold light and stabbed Fakong.

Fakong drew a long sword from his sleeve to meet the attack.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The clear sound was endless, as rapid as a rainstorm.

Fakong only defended and did not take the initiative to attack, so Li Ying fought to her heart's content and sweated profusely.

Half an hour later, she stopped and glanced at Fakong: "My swordsmanship has improved, right?"

After venting all her anger on her swordsmanship, she had almost calmed down after half an hour.

After all, she was born with a broad mind and a tolerance far beyond that of ordinary people, so it was difficult for her to stay angry for a long time.

Fakong nodded: "The progress is amazing."

This time is much better than the last time.

Her progress is getting faster and faster.

The demon relic is indeed magical and extraordinary, and its effect makes him surprised and amazed, and also very curious.

Li Ying threw the long sword: "I feel that it is corroding me more and more seriously."

The long sword flew accurately into the scabbard hanging in the corner of the pavilion.

Fakong nodded: "The violence is getting stronger and stronger."

He could feel it from the sword technique, the murderous intent made the sword technique more powerful.

However, this increase in power is a double-edged sword, hurting others and herself, and it was also caused by the change in her state of mind.

Fakong looked at her with a smile.

Li Ying snorted: "Are you just going to watch the demon relic wreak havoc?"

Fakong smiled and said without saying anything.

Li Ying snorted: "Okay, please, do me a favor and I'll owe you a favor."

Fakong said: "Will your favor work at the critical moment? Just like last time, it probably didn't work, right?"

"... Don't worry, I will never break my promise." Li Ying thought about it and said with gritted teeth.

She knew that if she didn't agree, Fakong would not help today, and Fakong would take the opportunity to threaten her.

Even if she knew this, she could do nothing but complain a few words to vent her anger.

Fakong smiled and said, "It seems that you are unwilling, so forget it. I will be blamed for helping you."

"... I am not unwilling." Li Ying forced a smile and said with a sweet smile, "I am grateful! I am grateful!"

The last four words popped out from the gap between her teeth one by one.

Fakong laughed.

Li Ying maintained her sweet smile and looked at him with a smile: "The monk is still not satisfied? Do you have any conditions?"

"No!" Li Ying said softly.

Fakong shook his head: "It seems that I don't have any."

"Really." Li Ying said softly, smiling like a flower: "Great kindness, I am grateful."

Fakong laughed twice, knowing that she had reached the limit of explosion, so he stopped teasing, raised his left hand, and gently tapped her forehead with his fingers like swords.

Her body was so fast that her brain was hurt, and she wanted to dodge but failed.

Fakong separated as soon as he touched her, retreated a foot away, looked at Li Ying, and saw that Li Ying's eyes were moving rapidly.

Fakong was thoughtful.

It seems that the demon relic's erosion on her is much more severe than last time.

This time, she reached this level in a very short time after she cleared it herself.

It took less time, but the erosion was deeper.

This shows that the demon relic's erosion on her is getting stronger and stronger, like a snowball, getting faster and stronger.

If she doesn't protect herself, she will never be able to escape in the end. She can resist it for a while, but not for a lifetime.

In the end, she will still be controlled by the demon relic.

This is also the root of her compromise.

To deal with the demon relic, she must help herself, she can't handle it by herself.

Li Ying woke up slowly.

The world in front of her suddenly became much more vivid and friendly, and her heart was no longer gloomy and depressed, and no longer irritable and murderous.

It seemed like she had experienced a nightmare.

Fakong said: "Who was the previous owner of this demon relic? The previous generation of demon lord?"

"I don't know." Li Ying shook her head: "Others are not as stupid as me. They will definitely not tell others if they get the demon relic, and will not let anyone else know."

Fakong laughed: "Are you stupid? Then everyone in the world is stupid. After getting the demon relic, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and his actions became more cruel. Can you tell?"

"Then the previous generation of demon lord should not have gotten it."

"The previous generation of demon lord was not cruel enough?"

"Yes."

"What about the previous generation of demon lord? Or other people from the Demon Sect."

"...This is hard to find." Li Ying said helplessly.

After all, most of the disciples of the Demon Sect act cruelly and violently, and there are very few gentle ones.

Fakong waved his hand: "Forget it, let's talk about it."