Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"What do you need, young men?"

"What do you have in your Xuanwu Sect?"

"...Our sect's Qinglong Pill is as effective as a god, and it is a treasure."

Zhou Yang smiled.

He shook his head: "For Yuzhu Peak, no matter how serious the injury is, a Rejuvenation Mantra is better than any panacea in the world."

"..."The three of them were silent.

Of course they knew about Yuzhu Peak.

They knew that the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Heart Purification Mantra were real in Yuzhu Peak, and too many believers had successfully performed them. It was also a holy place for cultivation.

Although the Qinglong Pill was wonderful, it might not be better than the Rejuvenation Mantra.

A middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Although the Rejuvenation Mantra is wonderful, it can only be performed in Yuzhu Peak. Outside of Yuzhu Peak, if you are injured, it is best to take the Qinglong Pill."

Zhou Yang glanced at him, curled his lips, raised his left hand and shook it.

A string of dull red sandalwood Buddhist beads was worn on his left wrist.

"This is the Buddhist beads blessed by Master," Zhou Yang said calmly, "It has the blessing of the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Purifying Heart Mantra, and can be used at any time."

The faces of the three Xuanwu Sect elders changed slightly, staring at the dull Buddhist beads.

Zhou Yang retracted his wrist and said calmly: "Can your Qinglong Pill compare to this?"

"... Such Buddhist beads are very precious, not many, right?" said the middle-aged man.

Zhou Yang nodded: "Of course."

The middle-aged man smiled: "Ordinary Yuzhu Peak disciples will not have them, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Our Qinglong Pill is still useful," the middle-aged man said: "It is still very useful for people who don't have Buddhist beads."

"...Okay, how many?" Zhou Yang snorted.

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at his companions, and the three looked at each other.

Zhou Yang curled his lips: "You look petty,... Is Ding Yiming's life more important, or Qinglong Pill?"

"...One bottle!" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Okay, one bottle is one bottle." Zhou Yang shook his head and said, "It seems that Ding Yiming is only worth one bottle of Qinglong Pill. An elder of Xuanwu Sect is only worth this much. It's pitiful!"

The three middle-aged men looked gloomy, but did not refute.

A bottle of Qinglong Pill is indeed not worth the life of an elder, but the account is not calculated in this way. It can be seen that they have no intention of taking Brother Ding's life, so just giving him a bottle of Qinglong Pill is enough. Of course, the less the better.

But the result is that Brother Ding is only worth a bottle of Qinglong Pill, which makes the Xuanwu Sect look stingy and not pay attention to the elders. It is really frustrating.

Zhou Yang took a jade bottle, opened it and took a look, then put it in front of his nose to smell the smell, and handed it to Chu Ling next to him with disdain.

Chu Ling glanced at it and snorted, "Only nine?"

Zhou Yang shook his head.

Zhou Yu took it and took a look at it and handed it to Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo smiled.

The Qinglong Pill is actually quite famous, but this fame is spread in a very small range. It has always been kept secret by the Xuanwu Sect, and people who are not familiar with the Xuanwu Sect do not know it.

The key is this prescription. With the master's ability, it is not difficult to copy it by seeing through its prescription through these nine Qinglong Pills.

The master and I do not need Qinglong Pills, but what about the Vajra Temple?

Vajra Temple does not seem to have any powerful elixirs.

Even if there are elixirs, it is also very good to have one more elixir.

Fakong is standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, his purple gold cassock fluttering, and he looks at the situation here from time to time.

He nodded with satisfaction.

Don't take things straight, but seek them in the crooked.

Xu Qingluo and the other four have already acted in this way, and have touched the essence, which is indeed worthy of recognition.

The cultivation of the four of them is rare in the world. In this situation, especially young people who are full of blood and vigor, it is easy to go to extremes, act recklessly and violently, and push forward all the way.

It is indeed very pleasant to push forward all the way, but it will cause endless troubles and troubles.

You can't suppress all troubles with martial arts. If things in the world are so easy, there won't be so many troubles.

Many things can't be solved by martial arts, but if you develop the habit of suppressing everything with martial arts and defeating ten skills with one force, it will be a mess.

In the end, you are just a martial artist, pitiful and sad.

The stronger the martial arts, the more you should suppress the impulse to solve problems with martial arts. You should use your brain more to solve them, use flexible tactics, and rely on reason to solve them.

With the strong force as a backing, and then convince people with reason, you can truly conquer people's hearts, instead of making enemies everywhere and everyone is an enemy.

He was also quite curious about the Qinglong Pill and didn't underestimate it.

There are elixirs in the Vajra Temple, but not many, and the medicinal materials are too rare. The Qinglong Pill can make up for it, which is of great use to the Vajra Temple.

Ning Zhenzhen came in a white dress, like a fairy descending from the sky.

She came closer with a faint fragrance: "Brother."

"Are you ready?" Fakong glanced at her.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently.

Fakong went to the stone next to him and sat down.

Ning Zhenzhen sat in front of him.

The two sat cross-legged, facing each other, only an arm's length away, and could feel each other's breath.

Fakong closed his eyes and did not move.

Ning Zhenzhen also closed her eyes.

After a while, Fakong opened his eyes, made seals with his hands, and formed a sword gesture with his left index finger and thumb, gently tapping Ning Zhenzhen's distant eyebrows.

Ning Zhenzhen's body trembled, and then continued to tremble.

She had been pulled back by Fakong to a strange scene, seeing a strange world, seeing another world.

This is Fakong using a secret method to lead Ning Zhenzhen into his memory, to feel the situation of himself projected on the void, and to feel the world above the void.

This is a world completely different from the current world, a world beyond imagination. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you will never be able to imagine it with your own imagination.

This undoubtedly broadens one's own cognition, and thus has a deeper understanding of the world.

A quarter of an hour later, Fakong retracted his left hand.

But Ning Zhenzhen's breath was constantly changing, sometimes low and sometimes high, sometimes condensed and sometimes dissipated. It was obvious that her mind was in a violent turmoil, and her state of mind was also shaking.

This was an extremely dangerous situation.

Fakong looked at her beautiful face and figure calmly.

The changes continued until half an hour later, when Ning Zhenzhen's breath stabilized, slowly opened her eyes, clear as water.

Fakong smiled: "Congratulations, Junior Sister."

Ning Zhenzhen's realm went up one level, to the upper realm of the Eight Extremes.

This is already the same realm as Chu Xiong.

This is already invincible. If nothing unexpected happens, no one can suppress her except herself. If she stays in Yuzhu Peak, she will be invincible.

At this point, she is truly relieved.

Ning Zhenzhen sighed: "I didn't expect that there is still a sky beyond the sky."

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen asked: "Brother, haven't you succeeded yet?"

"It's still a little short." Fakong shook his head: "But there has been great progress."

"Do you want me to lend a hand?"

"That's not necessary," Fakong said: "Junior sister, don't try it either. It's too dangerous. You will die easily. Even if you have a high level of cultivation now, you will only have a lifespan of 60 years after resurrection."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently.

She then asked about the opening ceremony of the temple. Will there be any twists and turns? Does she need to establish her authority and let Dayun wake up completely?

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

This time the ceremony will go smoothly without any waves, and it will completely open up the reputation of Yuzhu Peak. From then on, it will become increasingly prosperous, and the number of believers will increase like a snowball.