Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Ling snorted, "You are thinking about them dealing with Xingnan Peak, right?"

Zhou Yang said, "What if they suddenly attack our Xingnan Peak?"

Chu Ling shook his head and said, "Then have you ever thought that they might suddenly attack Shenjing?"

Zhou Yang frowned, "They..."

"What if these two hundred guys go crazy?" Chu Ling snorted, "Who dares to say they won't do so?"

"Doing this is suicide, right?" Zhou Yang said.

More than two hundred grandmasters are not a small number, and they may cause heavy damage to Shenjing, but there are also grandmasters around Shenjing, and they will never spare them.

How many of them can escape back under the suppression of the entire Daqian?

Chu Ling said, "What if they are ready to die?"

She turned her head to look at Fakong.

"It's good that you can think of this," Fakong said, "but they won't do that this time."

Dayun has not reached the end of his rope yet, so he won't do this.

What's more, even if the emperor was assassinated, it was Daqian and Dayong who assassinated Hu Lieyuan, not Hu Lieyuan who assassinated Chuxiong.

Zhou Yang said, "Uncle Master, will they behave themselves?"

"More or less." Fakong nodded.

Chu Ling snorted, "That's boring."

Fakong looked at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, and couldn't help but said angrily, "Am I wrong?"

Fakong said, "We are not on guard against the masters of Dayun now, but the emperor."

Chu Ling was startled, "Father?"

Her long eyebrows moved, "Father... Did the emperor take action?"

Fakong said, "The Southern Supervisory Department took action, secretly sniping the two hundred grandmasters."

"Father, this is too..." Chu Ling said in shock, "Two hundred grandmasters, not two grandmasters!"

The Southern Supervisory Department is strong, but it is far from two hundred grandmasters.

This is like an egg hitting a stone.

Fakong said, "Leaving these two hundred grandmasters will weaken Dayun, and the emperor will definitely not miss this opportunity."

Chu Ling frowned.

According to her understanding of her father, it is indeed the case.

My father will definitely not miss this opportunity.

But this opportunity was created by Fakong, how could he give my father this opportunity?

This requires a battle of wits between the two.

But the final result is definitely that my father will lose.

Rather than being embarrassed and angry at that time, it is better to stop my father's thoughts now, or not give him a chance.

She thought of this and nodded: "I will keep it a secret from my father and won't tell him."

Fakong nodded with satisfaction.

Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him and said: "Just say it directly, it's annoying to beat around the bush!"

Fakong laughed.

If I didn't say it so tactfully, and directly asked her not to tell Chu Xiong, she would definitely be angry and might not obey.

"Master, can the Lord God expect this?" Xu Qingluo asked curiously: "The Questioning Heaven Sect also has the ability to spy on the secrets of heaven."

Fakong nodded.

"Then..." Xu Qingluo frowned: "It will never sit idly by, and the Wentian Sect will not sit there and wait for death."

Zhou Yang hurriedly said: "Maybe the Wentian Sect knows now and has already taken action... Already scattered and fled!"

If it were me, I would have planned it long ago and would never stay in the Wentian Sect obediently.

Zhou Yu whispered: "Brother, did you take action in advance?"

Fakong smiled and nodded: "When you took action, I had already met with the God Lord and severely injured it."

Zhou Yang immediately clapped his hands: "That's easy!"

The God Lord was severely injured, and the Wentian Sect could not see the future, and then when they took action, the God Lord could not take action, saving a lot of trouble.

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The setting sun was on the mountain, shining obliquely on the Wentian Sect.

More than 240 grandmasters were standing outside the Wentian Sect, and they had surrounded the entire Wentian Peak, making it airtight.

Even a flying bird could not escape the surveillance of 240 grandmasters.

Some disciples of the Wentian Sect went out, but as soon as they came out, they were surrounded and attacked by dozens of grandmasters and knocked to the ground.

They surrounded but did not attack, waiting for the disciples of the Wentian Sect to rush out.

They caught one if they rushed out, and a group if they rushed out. After the masters of the Wentian Sect attacked several times, they stopped attacking and retreated.

But at this time, their strength had been seriously weakened, weakened by one third.

When dusk fell, the hearts of more than 240 grandmasters were tense, knowing that the Wentian Sect would fight to the death at any time.

At this time, whoever changed would make a desperate bet and fight their way out, otherwise they would all be annihilated.

Xu Qingluo and the other four stood beside Zhou Wenjing, looking at the grandmasters around them.

There were more than 240 grandmasters, including 50 from each of the four major sects and more than 40 from the Fengtian Palace, each of which was clearly divided.

If Xu Qingluo and the others saw so many grandmasters gathered together before the people of the Yeming Division came to Xingnan Peak, they would definitely feel surprised.

But now it's just normal.

Zhou Wenjing stood on a huge rock on the top of the opposite mountain, looking down at the Wentian Peak opposite, trying to see through the upper half of the peak covered by white clouds.

But the upper half of the peak was covered tightly, and the situation inside Wentian Peak could not be seen clearly.

Xu Qingluo said: "Palace Master Zhou, beware that they have a secret passage."

"Alas..." Zhou Wenjing shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that Tiangang Palace can't calculate anything. Does the monk have any advice?"

Xu Qingluo shook his head and said: "Master will not interfere in such matters."

"Their secret passage must not lead to the nearby area." Zhou Wenjing frowned: "This is very troublesome!"

Chu Ling said: "Qingluo, use your secret technique to take a look."

Zhou Wenjing looked over suddenly and clasped his hands together: "Please use your secret technique, Miss Xu!"

A good teacher produces a good student. Under the training of the monk Fakong, his son has completely become a different person, a big man that he has to look up to.

And Xu Qingluo is the first disciple of the monk Fakong, the founding disciple, and the one who has been with the monk Fakong for the longest time, so naturally the most powerful.

It is not surprising that she knows a secret technique and can see through the secret passage.

Xu Qingluo rolled her eyes at Chu Ling helplessly.

Chu Ling said: "With so many people around, if someone escapes, no one will be ashamed, hurry up!"

Zhou Yang nodded in agreement.

The momentum of more than 240 grandmasters gathered together, divided into five groups to compete with each other, making people even more suffocated.

Just like before the storm, those who did not reach the level of grandmaster were oppressed and breathless.

"Okay." Xu Qingluo said helplessly: "Then I'll take a look."

She closed her eyes.

Instantly, everyone felt that she seemed to have left, and she was just an empty shell in front of them.

Zhou Yu whispered: "This is very risky."

If the Lord of God was here at this time, she might be seriously injured.

Even the Lord of God who was injured by his senior brother must not be underestimated, and Xu Qingluo could not handle it.

After a while, Xu Qingluo opened her eyes, shining like cold stars, and whispered: "They have already escaped ten miles away."

Zhou Wenjing's face sank.

Xu Qingluo pointed to the east: "We need to speed up, so that they don't disperse."

After a long enough distance, they will quickly split into several groups, with a greater chance of escaping and leaving a spark for the Wentian Sect.

Zhou Wenjing looked at Wentian Peak.

Xu Qingluo said: "Only nine people are left in the peak, ready to sacrifice themselves to hold us back."

Zhou Yang smiled and shook his head.

Nine people want to hold back two hundred and forty grandmasters? This is a big joke.