Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Qingluo suddenly laughed.

This attracted the attention of the other four people, who turned their heads to look at her.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Uncle Master, I think with Uncle Master's appearance, I'm afraid that young men in Yunjing will definitely not miss him."

She then shook her head and sighed, "Master is worthy of being a master, so powerful!"

Ning Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at her, "Brother, if you hear this, you will definitely scold you."

Xu Qingluo showed a look of begging for mercy, and laughed, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have pointed out Master's intentions."

Zhou Yang quickly glanced at Ning Zhenzhen's face, swept across her beautiful face, dared not stay, dared not look at her for too long, but secretly agreed with Xu Qingluo's words.

Uncle Master's move is really powerful.

Young men in Dayun, and even not just young men, middle-aged and old men are the same, who can resist Uncle Master Ning's beautiful face?

It starts with appearance, but it will return to Buddhism.

Uncle Ning's appearance is extremely beautiful and has a fatal attraction. It is beautiful at first glance, and even more beautiful when you look at it again. The more you look at it, the more you feel that it is extraordinary and shocking.

This kind of beauty will not become tired and dull as you watch it for a long time. Instead, it will become more and more charming and difficult to extricate yourself.

So after they come to see it once, they will come again, and then again. After three or five times, they will probably involuntarily worship Uncle Ning and become believers of Yuzhu Peak.

Uncle Ning's beauty trap is really flawless and unexpected.

The four of them never thought of it. They just thought that Uncle Ning came to be the abbot because of her female body. The weakness of a female body can weaken the vigilance and hostility of the people of Dayun.

Never thought of it as a beauty trap.

Zhou Yu smiled and said, "Brother, when you do things, you often kill many birds with one stone. Sister Ning's beauty is one of them."

"That's right." Chu Ling agreed deeply.

She was proud of her beauty at first, but after meeting Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu, she no longer regarded her beauty as an advantage. She was always confident, but after meeting Ning Zhenzhen, she felt ashamed.

The Forbidden Palace is a gathering place for beautiful women in the world, but among the many beautiful concubines, there is no one who can be compared with Ning Zhenzhen.

Even Leng Feiqiong, who is the most beautiful, is still inferior.

In terms of beauty and temperament, only Li Ying can be compared with her.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Whether it is beauty or something else, as long as they can enter Yuzhu Peak and become believers of Yuzhu Temple, it doesn't matter."

Xu Qingluo and the other four girls looked at her in surprise.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "Why, do you think I am angry?"

"Master uncle doesn't think beauty is..."

Ning Zhenzhen said: "You know, beauty is also a kind of talent, a unique and powerful force in the world, and it cannot be considered superficial or shameful."

This is what she realized in Yudie Sect.

The reason why the Jade Butterfly Sect could thrive in Dayong was because of its beauty. However, beauty alone without strength would not be stable. But after strength, combined with beauty, it would be invincible.

This is the current Jade Butterfly Sect.

It is too superficial to equate beauty with beauty that pleases people. The power of beauty is unique and can do things that other powers cannot do.

"So..." Xu Qingluo and the other four thought.

They had never thought about beauty, nor had they thought about the power of beauty in detail.

Xu Qingluo listened to the discussions of others and shook her head and said, "Dayun despises women, and is far less open-minded than our Daqian."

The men in Dayun have a higher status, while the women have a lower status.

Therefore, they all have some complaints about Uncle Ning's appointment as the abbot of Yuzhu Temple. They are very uncomfortable and feel awkward, and they all want to belittle this move.

But through Zhou Yu's observation, those who looked down on him and disapproved of him were actually ready to make a move. None of them mentioned Uncle Ning's beauty, but they all went for Uncle Ning's beauty.

They were all amazed at Uncle Ning's beauty, but none of them mentioned it.

This sneaky feeling made her extremely disgusted.

"It's really weird," Chu Ling nodded: "The women in Dayun seem to be redundant and a burden."

Look at the martial arts sects in Daqian. The head of Tianhai Sword Sect is a woman, and many of the disciples of Tianhai Sword Sect are women. The Holy Church of Light looks the most old-fashioned, but there are still many women, and there is also Daxueshan.

In everyone's cognition, Daxueshan should be full of monks, but there are still nuns.

But Dayun is completely different.

There are very few sects dominated by women, and even fewer where women are in charge. The status of women is too low.

"There aren't many women in Dayong." Zhou Yang shook his head and said with a smile, "But they are still much better than Dayun. Our Daqian is still the most open-minded."

Zhou Yu nodded gently.

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Xu Zhijian walked in white clothes, his toes occasionally tapping on the treetops, slowly floating like a white cloud.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle rose from a distance, rolling like thunder.

As the whistle approached, several middle-aged men in green robes came quickly, and in the blink of an eye they were in front of Xu Zhijian, blocking his way.

Xu Zhijian wanted to go back to Daqian, so he naturally had to go east.

Xu Zhijian's figure did not stop, and he rushed directly towards them. His right fist gradually lit up, and when he got close to them, it was already wrapped in a layer of white light.

The fist wrapped in white light hit out flatly.

"Hey!"

Several people sneered and punched to meet the attack.

Some of them punched his shoulders, some punched his chest, some punched his dantian, and some punched his left and right voids.

This is to block his hiding place in advance.

Xu Zhijian's dark face was calm, as if the eight people in front of him were not grandmasters.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The muffled sound continued, and the middle-aged men in green robes flew out one by one.

As soon as they touched the white light of Xu Zhijian's fist, they flew out without any resistance, as if they were facing not a person but a thousand-pound boulder rolling down.

Xu Zhijian's figure did not stop at all. Wherever he passed, no enemy could stop him. He rushed out in the blink of an eye, and those fists that hit him in the void hit nothing.

The green-robed middle-aged men who did not touch him wanted to chase him, but found that his speed seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. He disappeared in just a few breaths.

They stopped blankly, turned their heads and looked around, and then looked at the people around them.

"Who the hell said his Qinggong is average?"

"This guy, Qinggong is outrageous!"

"What on earth is he planning? He's just sending us to our deaths!"

They turned around and walked back to see the injuries of their companions who flew out, and found that their companions were all sitting on the ground, motionless as if they were dead.

Their faces changed slightly, and they hurried forward to investigate, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These green-robed middle-aged men were unconscious, but they were only injured, not dead.

After they rescued their companions, they shook their heads and sighed in resignation.

Xu Zhijian encountered more than a dozen groups of grandmasters like them along the way, but none of them could stop him, nor could they slow down his speed.

But he was eventually surrounded by a group of grandmasters.

These twelve grandmasters were all top-notch, and they cast a set of formations to directly block his way forward, and then trapped him in it so that he couldn't get out of it.

As these twelve grandmasters performed, Xu Zhijian fell deeper and deeper, falling into a disadvantage but unable to recover, and slowly fell into a desperate situation step by step.

At this time, Fakong and Ning Zhenzhen were standing on the top of Yuzhu Peak, looking at this side from afar.