Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"It's too late to say anything now. We can only try our best to get out of this situation." The purple-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Yue Ling is a smart kid."

The horse-faced young man was startled.

The purple-faced middle-aged man snorted, "If you don't admit it decisively, and keep denying it, you will definitely anger them. The disciples of the Impermanence Sword Sect are not so reasonable!"

"If you don't admit it..." The horse-faced young man felt that he shouldn't admit it: "You can still find a way to cover it up."

The purple-faced middle-aged man shook his head and said, "You think too much. The Impermanence Sword Sect has many means and many extraordinary achievements. They can directly lock the murderer. You can't escape. Admitting it categorically can save a lot of trouble. What's more, you can frame them with words and let them temporarily spare you, so that you have a chance to get away."

"Uncle Hao, I'm afraid of implicating the sect." The horse-faced young man sighed and said, "Let us offend the Impermanence Sword Sect."

"The relationship between sects cannot be broken by one or two disciples." The purple-faced middle-aged man said in a gentle voice: "You have offended the disciples of the Impermanence Sword Sect, but ignorance is not a crime,... More importantly, you didn't kill the disciples of the Impermanence Sword Sect."

The horse-faced young man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, you should take a break and have a good sleep." The purple-faced middle-aged man said gently, "Recover well."

"Yes." The horse-faced young man was holding on to his injuries. When he relaxed at this moment, he could no longer bear the fatigue and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

For a moment, the scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Brother Hao..." a burly middle-aged man said slowly, "the two of them..."

"Alas!" The purple-faced middle-aged man sighed, "Do we have any other choice?"

"Do we really have to hand them over?" A tall and thin middle-aged frowned and said, "The two of them have very good qualifications."

"What's the use of having good qualifications? You don't have that good luck." The purple-faced middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Luck is the most important."

If a person has good qualifications, it will take time to become stronger. If he is unlucky, he may go astray or die when he meets a stronger person.

A person with good qualifications and good luck is a true hero.

"But even if we hand them over, it may not satisfy the Wuchang Sword Sect." The burly middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Why not..."

"Brother Hu, don't do anything stupid!" The purple-faced middle-aged man hurriedly said: "We can't afford to offend the Wuchang Sword Sect!"

"Every grievance has its perpetrator," the burly middle-aged man snorted: "It was the two of them who killed the people, not all the disciples of our Xuanyang Sect. The Wuchang Sword Sect is also a famous and upright sect, so it should have some manners, right?"

"Brother Hu, you... are too naive!" The purple-faced middle-aged man shook his head.

The tall and thin middle-aged sighed and nodded: "The Wuchang Sword Sect is one of the four major sects in the world. It does not rely on manners and uprightness, but on strength. When facing the weak, they will never be reasonable, but just use force to suppress people!"

"But..." The burly middle-aged man showed a look of reluctance.

He really couldn't bear to sacrifice two disciples just to eliminate the anger of the Wuchang Sword Sect. This is too chilling.

The disciples of the entire sect will be chilled.

"The law of the jungle is the way it is in this world." The purple-faced middle-aged man sighed with a heavy expression, "We can only blame ourselves for being too weak."

"Hey!" Xu Qingluo's voice rang in the ears of Chu Ling, Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian, and she sneered: "When they robbed and killed those innocent people, did they ever think of the ending today!"

When they lamented the law of the jungle, did they ever think of the innocent people they killed?

How angry and desperate those people were, they ignored them at all, and now they have tasted this taste.

This is the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is inevitable!

Did the master just let the two of them do this to bring retribution to the Xuanyang Sect?

Her eyes were sparkling.

Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian stared at her.

Although the two of them changed their appearance, their skin and facial features became several layers more mediocre, but their eyes changed the least.

Clear and transparent, black and white, bright and flawless, the more you look at them, the more beautiful they are. If you look at them for a long time, you will even ignore their appearance.

Now they can charm people with just their eyes.

Chu Ling whispered: "Are their words true or false? Are they not fooling us?"

There is a possibility that they guessed that they were eavesdropped, so they deliberately said these words to reassure the four of them.

In fact, they may be secretly thinking of a way.

There are many ways.

Or they can find someone to mediate. After all, the dead cannot be resurrected, and finding a way to compensate is the real thing.

Or they can use a self-torture trick to abolish their martial arts and torture them to make them live a life worse than death.

Even ask a respected person to help plead for mercy.

"It must be true or false." Xu Qingluo whispered.

Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian came back to their senses and frowned in thought.

They were reminded by Chu Ling and Xu Qingluo's words, and then they realized that they were not as scheming as the two women.

They actually thought that these guys from the Xuanyang Sect might deliberately say these things to mislead them and others.

But they had never thought of this possibility.

In terms of thoroughness of thinking, they are far inferior to them!

"In my opinion, we should just kill them directly." Chu Ling snorted: "It's better to save trouble. They are not good people. Just look at their attitude towards killing people. They have done a lot of such things. It's not unfair for them to die!"

"This is Senior Brother Zhu's business. We can't do it." Huang Tingjian looked helpless: "Senior Brother Zhu is not so reasonable. If we don't handle it well, he will even beat us up."

Chu Ling showed an interested look: "Is he really so unreasonable?"

"It's too much to say that he's unreasonable," Xu Jingxian said hurriedly, "Brother Zhu has a straightforward temper and is impatient, so it's inevitable that he acts rashly."

"That's unreasonable." Chu Ling smiled and said, "Why do you say it so nicely?"

"I don't know where Brother Zhu is." Huang Yongliang said, "We should notify him as soon as possible."

"Then send a signal to Brother Zhu," Xu Jingxian said.

"It's already been sent." Huang Yongliang said, "It may take two days."

"Hey, someone is coming." Xu Qingluo said.

Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian looked at each other.

They didn't even feel anyone.

"Someone is coming." Chu Ling smiled and said, "The cultivation is quite impressive. Could it be that the top masters of Xuanyang Sect have come?"

"That's interesting." Xu Qingluo smiled.

Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian remained silent and focused on sensing.

Their cultivation was not as good as the two disciples of Ziqi Sect. If they were older, it would be excusable, but they looked about the same age as them.

I am a disciple of the Wuchang Sword Sect, one of the four major sects of Dayun!

Even if I am not the most elite one, I am not comparable to ordinary disciples of martial arts sects.

Those who can enter the Wuchang Sword Sect are geniuses among geniuses. In addition, the Wuchang Sword Sect's mental method is wonderful. I have been practicing hard. If I can't compare with two ordinary sect disciples, it would be too embarrassing.

"Huh-?" Huang Yongliang and Xu Jingxian widened their eyes at the same time and whispered: "Senior Brother Zhu!"

Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling also looked at each other.

This is too coincidental.

Xu Qingluo couldn't help but look in the direction of Shenjing.

At this time, Fakong was standing on the lotus pond in front of the Sutra Pavilion with his hands behind his back, smiling at this side.

He was quite satisfied with the response of Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling.

He did not rely on his high martial arts to force it, but made full use of the situation, patience and cleverness, and borrowed the hands of the disciples of the Wuchang Sword Sect.

If you can't use martial arts, don't use martial arts, don't force it, and use wisdom to the maximum extent to solve the problem.

Even if it is more troublesome and slower, or even more likely to fail, we still have to insist on doing so, and we must not be greedy for the sake of saving trouble and forcibly solving the problem by cutting the Gordian knot.

Once such a beginning is made, it is heading towards the road of a reckless man.

A reckless man is destined to be a knife in people's hands, being controlled and swung to kill others, but he cannot decide his own fate.

Just as the victory or defeat of a war is unpredictable once it starts, it is the same with fighting with others. No one knows when a hidden master will pop up.

This time, Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling thought it was easy to deal with the two of them, and they could be patient and not impatient, dragging it slowly, expanding it, and thus completely solving it, which was considered qualified.

However, the appearance of the disciples of the Impermanence Sword Sect was indeed not his special arrangement and change, but a coincidence.

There are indeed coincidences in the world.

Like this Zhu Jiong, he was nearby and was summoned by two disciples of the Impermanence Sword Sect.

A wisp of black smoke suddenly came to them, revealing a figure, but it was a burly young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, simple and rough.

He stared at the two people with doubts, and then his eyes fell on the two women. He turned around and left, looking at Huang Yongliang.

Huang Yongliang hesitated.

Xu Jingxian whispered: "Brother Zhu, let's go over and talk."

He used his body skills and floated to another mountain.

Everyone followed him.

"What's the matter, mysterious!" Zhu Jiong said dissatisfiedly: "Don't keep us in suspense, tell us quickly!"

Xu Jingxian took the jade pendant out of his arms.

Zhu Jiong snatched it away, took a look, and looked up at Xu Jingxian: "Why is it in your hand?!"

"Brother Zhu, who did you give this jade pendant to?"

"To my third brother." Zhu Jiong said: "Why is it in your hand?"

His face was gloomy, and he felt a little unsound.

"Alas!" Xu Jingxian and Huang Yongliang looked at each other and sighed.

"My third brother...?"

Seeing that they couldn't speak, Xu Qingluo said directly: "He was killed by two guys from Xuanyang Sect because of the bottle of Tianxin Pill you gave your third brother."

She threw the bottle of Tianxin Pill in her sleeve over.

Zhu Jiong took the Tianxin Pill, his face as hard as iron, stared at her, and then turned his head with difficulty to stare at Xu Jingxian and Huang Yongliang.

The two looked sad and sighed.

"What are you sighing for? Speak!"

"... Senior Brother Zhu, please accept my condolences." Xu Jingxian said bitterly: "The dead cannot be resurrected..."

"Impossible!" Zhu Jiong shouted: "My third brother can't die!... He is blessed and has a long life. It's impossible for him to die like this!"

Xu Jingxian and Huang Yongliang were silent.

Xu Qingluo said, "The two guys from Xuanyang Sect wanted to rob Tianxin Pill, how could they allow him to live?... Let's find the body first, we must see the body if he's alive or dead."

Chu Ling said, "Even if he's really dead, there's a way. I heard that there's a monk named Fakong in Daqian who can resurrect the dead. As long as they're under 60 years old and have been dead for no more than seven days, they can be resurrected and live to 60 years old."

"Where are those two guys?" Zhu Jiong gritted his teeth and glared at Xu Jingxian.

Xu Jingxian pointed to the mountain opposite where they were before.

Zhu Jiong turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated back, appearing in front of Yue Ling and the horse-faced young man, staring at them with his eyes fixed: "Did you really kill him?"