Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Qingluo had already fallen back to her original position, patting her white little hands, "If you want revenge, just come to my Yuzhu Peak, I'll be waiting for you anytime."

She laughed tenderly, turned around and floated away.

Chu Ling and the other two looked at the six great masters, shook their heads, and then floated away, disappearing from Yuzhu Peak in the blink of an eye.

The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The birds had already fled far away.

There was only the whistling sound of the breeze blowing through the treetops.

"Why?!" A great master said with a gloomy face, gritting his teeth, "Why don't you destroy them, but destroy our cultivation instead!"

He really didn't understand.

Hu Tianheng said coldly: "Because we know how strong their cultivation is, but we didn't come forward to stop them, so they think we have ulterior motives."

"What's wrong with us not stopping them?" Another grandmaster said: "It's not us who forced them to break into Yuzhu Peak? Isn't this too unreasonable?"

"Reasonable?" Hu Tianheng shook his head: "She doesn't know how to reason, she only cares about cultivation."

"Will this damage the reputation of the monk Fakong?"

"No matter how excessive she is, the reputation of the monk Fakong will be the same," Hu Tianheng said coldly: "Even if the monk Fakong punishes her, what's the use?"

"Our cultivation..."

They showed dejection and anger.

The cultivation of the grandmaster!

More importantly, once the cultivation of the grandmaster is abolished, their state of mind will be affected. If they practice again, it may be difficult to step into the state of the grandmaster again.

Because the state of mind has been scarred, it is difficult to recover like a mirror.

"This time it's a failure!"

Hu Tianheng had a gloomy face and shook his head helplessly.

If it were someone else, they could still get back at him, but the sect didn't dare to mess around with the monk Fakong and his disciple Xu Qingluo, and didn't dare to retaliate.

The key is not strength, but his status.

Think about what he did in Zhenlongyuan. Almost all the top masters of the sect have to owe him a favor and owe him guidance.

So each sect will give him some face.

What's more, the emperor has given him Yuzhu Peak, who dares to act rashly?

Everyone underestimated the cultivation of the monk Fakong.

The disciple has such a profound cultivation, and the disciple is like this, how powerful is the monk Fakong as a master?

Although the monk Fakong has shown amazing cultivation in Zhenlongyuan, everyone still underestimated him.

"Then we wasted our martial arts in vain?"

"Well, it was wasted in vain."

"I really can't swallow this breath."

"What can we do? We can't go up the mountain to fight them, right? With the current cultivation, it's impossible to go up the mountain."

"Not necessarily impossible!" A middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The other five looked at him.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I want to go to Yuzhu Peak and personally complain to the monk Fakong, accusing his disciples of killing innocent people!"

"Hmm-?"

"We didn't do anything. Although we didn't stop them from doing it, we didn't encourage them. Why should we abolish our cultivation? This is too unfair!"

"Yes!"

The others nodded in agreement.

Hu Tianheng glanced at them and shook his head secretly.

As a grandmaster, he always speaks with martial arts, so why should he use reason?

But today, he is the opposite. He must talk about reason, and he wants to go to Yuzhu Peak to complain to the monk Fakong like a child crying for injustice.

Hu Tianheng said: "The monk Fakong should really not be there."

The monk Fakong never lies. As his disciple, Xu Qingluo is probably the same. If the monk Fakong is not on the mountain, then he is not there.

"Then we'll wait on the mountain."

"Yes, wait on the mountain!"

Their cultivation was now wasted, and years of hard work had gone to waste. Even years of pride had been destroyed, and they all collapsed for a moment.

With their unbalanced mentality, they acted a little childishly, as if they had turned back into a young boy who had just started out, rather than a famous grandmaster.

Cultivation determines the state of mind, and this is involuntary.

"...Okay, then go up the mountain." Hu Tianheng nodded slowly.

He glanced at the masters who had fainted around him, shook his head and sighed.

Now that I think about it, this matter is like a farce.

So many masters, they couldn't resist Xu Qingluo's laugh, this sound killing technique is really amazing.

This is just a small test.

If she performs this technique on the battlefield, how many people can resist it?

This is really too scary.

If Dayun really wants to go to war with Daqian, will Xu Qingluo appear in Daqian's army at that time? If she does, how can we deal with it?

Dayun's martial arts masters are also powerful, but I have not seen anyone who is better than Xu Qingluo. Except for Xu Qingluo, the remaining three are not inferior.

Is it really that God does not bless Dayun?

When the six people walked out of the woods weakly, the martial arts masters in the woods were still unconscious.

"What should we do with them?" asked a grandmaster.

"We can't protect ourselves now, how can we care about them?!" Another grandmaster snorted.

Hu Tianheng shook his head: "Don't worry, they will be fine. Miss Xu will not let them really get into trouble and will not kill them."

After all, the six of them are the most unlucky.

This is the first bird to be shot. Who made the six of them grandmasters?

When the six people walked up and stepped onto the steps of Yuzhu Peak, they were immediately refreshed. Their weak bodies suddenly became lighter. Although they were not as good as when they were in cultivation, they were no longer as heavy as a mountain.

"It is said that you can cast the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Purifying Heart Mantra. Why not give it a try."

"Really?"

"It should be true, but it requires sincerity. If you are sincere, it will work. If you are not sincere, it will not work."

"Then let's try it."

As they walked, they silently chanted the rejuvenation spell.

If it was normal, they would never be sincere, but would have a faint sense of superiority and look down on others.

But it was not the case at this time. When they were at their weakest and most collapsed, Fakong was the straw they wanted to grab.

So at this time, they could not help but be sincere and wanted the rejuvenation spell to work.

After walking more than thirty steps, a middle-aged man suddenly stopped, his face solemn, his eyes closed and motionless.

His pale and gray face was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First there was a little blood color, and the blood color became more and more intense. Later, his face had regained its rosy color and the luster was flowing, as if he had recovered his cultivation.

"Old Huang?"

"Brother Huang, how is it?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and smiled: "I'm saved."

"Hmm-?"

"My injuries are recovering, and my cultivation is also recovering."

"Really?"

"You can give it a try." The middle-aged man said: "As long as the rejuvenation spell works, it will work."

"...Try it."

The five people closed their eyes and chanted sincerely.

After a while, two more people's faces quickly turned red, including Hu Tianheng.

He opened his eyes with emotion. He didn't expect that the rejuvenation spell would be so delicious. It was the first time he experienced it. No wonder the monk Fakong has the current reputation.

After a while, the other three people also had ruddy faces. When they opened their eyes, their eyes were shining and their faces were full of smiles.

The first person who cast the rejuvenation spell had already recovered his cultivation, and his momentum was rising like a mountain.

Only when you lose and then find it again, you will feel more precious and ecstatic.