Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Zhijian let out a sigh.

He felt that he had spent a long time, walked out of the infinite light, and returned to the secular world, this somewhat dirty world.

He opened his eyes and looked at Fakong blankly.

Fakong smiled at him.

Xu Zhijian sighed: "I am alive again."

He almost entered the holy realm of light, and will be with the light forever.

It was an invisible force that pulled him back. Obviously, this force was exerted by Fakong.

Fakong smiled and said: "You survived the near death, and you stand up again after breaking. Congratulations, Brother Xu, you have reached a higher level."

Xu Zhijian has unknowingly reached the middle level of the Eight Extremes.

This level is rare in the world.

After his arrival, there are many more geniuses in the world, such as Li Ying, Ning Zhenzhen, Xu Qingluo and the other four, and Xu Zhijian.

Their cultivation can already stand at the top of the world, comparable to Chu Xiong, the first master at the time.

Xu Zhijian sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect there would be such an opportunity,... Alas, where are they?"

He didn't say thank you.

It would be too polite to say thank you, and as they are close friends, what's yours is mine, there is no need to say these polite words, just a lot of emotion.

This time is indeed a great opportunity.

And this time I really saw what death is.

It turns out that going to the realm of light after death is true, not a lie. As long as you practice well, have sincere faith, and have a pure and bright heart, you can reach the realm of light after death.

From then on, I was no longer afraid of death.

This is also the key to my further progress.

Of course, I realized in that situation that if I didn't have the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Purification Mantra, I would never think of returning to this dirty world.

Although this world is dirty, there are many beautiful things, such as Fakong, the Holy Church of Light, and Qingluo.

Fakong pursed his lips.

Xu Zhijian saw the twelve great masters on the stone wall.

They were embedded in the stone wall, motionless, with their eyes closed, seemingly in a coma.

Xu Zhijian flashed in front of them, felt his breath, and turned to look at Fakong.

Fakong smiled and said, "I'm doing it for you, Brother Xu. I can't take revenge myself. You don't have a clear mind, right?"

"...They deserve to be killed." Xu Zhijian shook his head helplessly.

He did have the intention to kill them, but it was not so easy to kill them. Now he saved himself the trouble. It was no different for Fakong to kill them than for himself.

Fakong said, "But outsiders will still think that it was Brother Xu who killed them."

"If you don't kill them, I will kill them too." Xu Zhijian sighed, "I really underestimated them. I didn't expect this formation to be so powerful."

If there was no formation, he could stop these twelve grandmasters.

The cultivation of the twelve grandmasters was not as good as his, and their speed was not as good as his. How could they form a siege? They would only be killed one by one by him.

But with this formation, it was indeed an extremely strange formation. He could not catch up with them and could not resist their moves.

Not only were their cultivations extremely strong, but they were also integrated, as if one person was commanding twelve pairs of arms, with a tacit understanding that was unstoppable.

Fakong nodded: "This Tianjue formation is indeed exquisite, ... Brother Xu, shall we go?"

"Let's go." Xu Zhijian suddenly flashed and slapped the foreheads of the twelve great masters. Even if they were faking death, this palm would shatter their brains.

They looked uninjured, but their heads were like shattered watermelons, and the flesh had become juice.

Fakong showed a look of approval.

Although he could see clearly that they were bound to die, and could not hide it from his mind and eyes, it was always right to be so careful.

At this time, the moonlight had already fallen, and everything between heaven and earth became hazy. The surrounding mountains and forests became quiet and mysterious, and there were vague insects or strange beasts moving.

Fakong and Xu Zhijian walked lightly, like riding the wind.

"Miss Ning is the abbess, and she often attracts lustful people," Xu Zhijian felt the strength of his body and the heroism of being able to break the void with one punch, and said leisurely: "Can these people become believers?"

Fakong smiled: "Which man in the world is not lustful?"

"What about women?" Xu Zhijian said: "Do you only want to find male believers?"

Compared, women are more likely to become believers.

Men are relatively more rational, while women are more emotional.

Fakong said slowly: "Wouldn't women be curious about Junior Sister Ning's appearance? And even women would admire her appearance, right?"

"...But they would be jealous." Xu Zhijian shook his head: "Once they are jealous, it is not easy to have admiration and worship, and thus they will not be devout."

Fakong said: "What they want to believe in is not Junior Sister Ning, but the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Heart Purification Mantra."

"...That's right." Xu Zhijian thought about it and nodded: "This trick is too inconsistent with your identity. I'm afraid others don't believe it was you who came up with it."

The beauty trap seems to be very incompatible with the monk Fakong. Even if it is told to others, most people will not believe that the monk Fakong would use this trick.

Fakong laughed.

Xu Zhijian shook his head gently: "Too unexpected."

When Fakong and Ning Zhenzhen told him this plan frankly, he was extremely surprised. He never thought that Fakong would use this trick.

In his opinion, using beauty to attract believers to Yuzhu Peak is really...

With Fakong's reputation, there is no need for this.

People are curious. As long as the reputation of the divine monk spreads, people will continue to come to have a look. Once they see it, they will be unable to help themselves and become believers.

The only thing needed is time.

Fa Kong is so young, there is really no need to worry.

Fakong smiled and said: "This move is the best, and actually the most wonderful. It can not only dispel the wariness of the people of Dayun, but also win over more people of Dayun."

Xu Zhijian said: "Miss Ning, don't you have any resentment at all?"

"Junior sister Ning doesn't take the skin so seriously." Fakong shook his head and smiled: "What's more, with her cultivation level, who would dare to be so presumptuous?"

Ning Zhenzhen's current cultivation level is not weaker than that of Xu Zhijian, and there are few opponents in the world.

In this world, strong martial arts is the greatest success, and respecting the strong has always been Dayun's fundamental concept. As long as she is strong enough, people will only wonder how beautiful she is, but they will not dare to blaspheme.

Ning Zhenzhen regards beauty as a kind of strength. What's more, she also takes the opportunity to see more people and see more people's hearts, which makes her wisdom and wisdom improve by leaps and bounds.

This is a multi-purpose approach, each with its own benefits.

"What about Dayong?" Xu Zhijian asked, "Do you want to personally appoint Feilai Peak as the abbot?"

Fakong nodded.

"Let Master Yuan De go." Xu Zhijian said: "Otherwise, Master Yuan De will be grudged and the gain will outweigh the loss."

Although Master Yuande is not as good as Fakong, he is also a rare eminent monk in the world.

Fakong shouldn't fall out with him, it's not worth it.

Fakong smiled and said, "Master Yuande won't go."

Master Yuande has actually seen the plight of the Great Myoulian Temple a long time ago. Outstanding excellence can only be temporary, and it will never be permanent. Now is the time for the Great Myoulian Temple to take a step back.

If he went back and became the abbot of Feilai Peak, it would be useless.

"Alas..." Xu Zhijian shook his head: "Sometimes, I think it is better to be a simple disciple of the Holy Sect of Light, but I really don't want to..."

He is really not interested in the interest disputes between sects, he just finds it boring, but as an elder of the Holy Sect of Light, and even as the next leader, there is no way to escape from these.

"Brother Xu, your cultivation is sufficient now, it's time to take over as the leader."

"Um--?"

"When you get back, take over as the leader." Fakong said.