Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Ah!" Sima Xun and the others heaved a sigh of relief.

The pain turned into comfort and sweetness.

It was like coming from hell to heaven.

They looked over and saw Fakong loosening Ning Zhenzhen's thin waist.

"Thank you, Master." Sima Xun's forehead was stained with a little blood mist, and a blood hole had been melted at this time, almost exposing his skull.

The blood hole was shrinking rapidly.

Huang Yufeng and the others were immersed in the comfort of the rejuvenation spell, intoxicated and wonderful.

Ni Zhao and the other two didn't have this thought, and quickly looked at Song Chaoyin, and found that his face was covered with blood, and his clothes had been torn into small pieces of cloth sticking to the ground.

His chest and abdomen were covered with blood.

"He..." Ni Zhao's face changed drastically.

"Ni Gongfeng, he can't die." Ning Zhenzhen said.

She looked at the miserable state of the people around her, and her heart was awed. Just now, she was almost there.

She was still not vigilant enough!

When the senior brother warned her, she should have retreated immediately instead of facing that palm.

If my senior brother hadn't come to pull me, I would have tasted the blood mist. It is said to be extremely painful and will leave a psychological shadow.

"Is it Master Fakong who came?" Ni Zhao clasped his hands in greeting.

The comfort and beauty of the body are still there, and the vitality is surging. It feels better than ever. The Rejuvenation Mantra is indeed worthy of its reputation! Master Fakong is also worthy of its reputation!

Fakong smiled and clasped his hands, looking at Song Chaoyin.

Song Chaoyin was closing his eyes, with an intoxicated look on his face.

From what Fakong saw, Song Chaoyin was surging with black, and the Heart Purification Mantra turned into an invisible force to suppress it, so that it could not break through the body.

Fakong speculated that the source of power of this secret method was not internal force, not physical strength, but emotional power.

The Heart Purification Mantra has been eliminating the power of his emotions, preventing his emotional power from accumulating.

Once it surges, it will be eliminated and suppressed immediately, so that his emotions remain stable and peaceful, without sadness, joy, anger or worry.

Fakong couldn't help asking, "What secret method is this?"

He was too curious about Kunshan Holy Religion, and he was vaguely aware of the hostility towards him. He had to know more about it before he could be prepared, so he took the opportunity to intervene and personally used his telepathy to ask for some information.

Ning Zhenzhen stared at Song Chaoyin.

Song Chaoyin closed his eyes and did not move, as if he didn't hear her words.

After a moment, she looked at Fakong disappointedly and shook her head.

She couldn't read his thoughts.

Fakong smiled, "So it's the Secret Scripture of the Heavenly Demon."

Song Chaoyin suddenly opened his eyes.

Fakong nodded gently, "The Secret Scripture of the Heavenly Demon is driven by emotions, thoughts, or even a word. It is really mysterious and hard to guard against."

This is a higher level of secret method, similar to the Void Fetal Breathing Scripture, which transcends the level of martial arts.

No wonder these disciples of Kunshan Holy Religion can commit suicide successfully and cannot be stopped.

"Someone is here to silence you." Fakong smiled and said, "It must be the arrangement of your Kunshan Holy Church. Do you still want to be loyal to the Holy Church?"

Song Chaoyin's eyes flickered.

"Why bother?" Fakong shook his head and sighed, "Dayi is a thing of the past. The past cannot be retrieved. Is it really that important to restore the glory of Dayi? ... Have you ever thought that if Dayi really wanted to be so glorious, how could it be destroyed by Daqian? This is not the will of one person, but the choice of thousands of ordinary people. In the end, Dayi doesn't treat the people as human beings."

He knew some old stories of the Dayi Dynasty.

Dayi suppressed the world with force, and the laws were strict and extremely cruel. More importantly, the status of the nobles was too high, and the status of the people was too low, just like slaves.

Compared with Dayi, the people of Daqian Dynasty were much happier. They were not pariahs, and they did not work like slaves.

Of course, for the nobles of Dayi, their days in Daqian were much worse than before. They had fewer privileges, their status was greatly reduced, and the court restricted them too much.

So these Dayi nobles are obsessed with rebuilding Dayi and restoring Dayi's glory, which is actually to restore their beautiful life.

Song Chaoyin showed a sarcastic smile.

"Well, it's no wonder that you think the people are not human." Fakong nodded gently: "I'm afraid it's influenced by your family. You are a man above people, born noble, and disdain to associate with common people."

He shook his head and said: "Are you sure that you used the secret method, the Jade Blood Transformation Technique, to really reincarnate?"

Song Chaoyin showed a proud look.

"Hehe..." Fakong smiled and shook his head: "In my opinion, you can't reincarnate, and the mystery of the womb cannot be solved. Even if you reincarnate, you won't know your previous life... Well, there is a point-transforming technique."

Song Chaoyin glanced at him.

Fakong smiled and said: "How do you know if the point-transforming technique is to put a memory into your mind, and this memory is really your own? As far as I know, this secret technique of initiating memory also exists in the world."

Song Chaoyin disdainful.

"Alas!" Fakong shook his head: "Forget it, if that's the case, then there's nothing to say."

Ni Zhao and the others had been staring at Fakong, and they vaguely understood what he said.

This Song Chaoyin practiced the Heavenly Demon Secret Scripture, and using the Jade Blood Transformation Technique to commit suicide would mean reincarnation, so he had no fear.

As long as they were reincarnated, the masters of the Kunshan Holy Church would come to find them, enlighten them, and find the memories of their previous lives.

No wonder they were all not afraid of death, and they would commit suicide directly when they saw someone chasing them, and even dragged a few people to die with them.

So that's it!

They suddenly realized, and then they felt cold in their hearts.

How to deal with such a terrible Kunshan Holy Church?

They can reincarnate, but I can't. They die, they haven't lived enough!

If this goes on, who dares to deal with Kunshan Holy Church?

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "Senior Song, how many people are there in your Kunshan Holy Church?"

"Thirty people? Impossible." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head again and laughed, "It seems that Senior Song, you have been deceived!"

"...It's not us who have been deceived, it's you who have been deceived." Ning Zhenzhen said, "If Kunshan Holy Church really has so few people, how could the court be so afraid and go all out to hunt them down? And those people who were able to commit suicide successfully under heavy siege should have used the Green Blood Transformation Art."

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ni Zhao: "Ni Gongfeng, is there anything else you need to ask?"

Ni Zhao stared at Song Chaoyin: "Who is the leader? You must know who your leader is, right?"

He had actually given up on Song Chaoyin.

Obviously, Kunshan Holy Church was extremely cunning, and the news they told the disciples was all false, and even true and false, mixed together.

In this case, who can tell which one is true and which one is false?

I dare not believe the truth, and I dare not deny the false.

I never thought that even with Ning Zhenzhen's powerful mind-reading skills, there is no way.

This Kunshan Holy Church is too hateful.

This is obviously a method of anti-interrogation specially formulated by a special master, with two layers of obstacles.

The first layer is the Jade Blood Transformation Technique, which makes it impossible for you to catch a live person.

The second layer is the truth and falsehood, even if you catch a live person, the information you get is difficult to distinguish.

I really don't know if there is a third or even a fourth layer.

Like Mr. Zhou Jigang, is he a member of the Kunshan Holy Church, or was he framed by the Kunshan Holy Church?

If it is an ordinary disciple of the Kunshan Holy Church, it may be possible to judge by judging their mind method.

The three of them and the worshippers of the Forbidden Palace were judged by the aura of the disciples of the Kunshan Holy Church, a strange aura.

But Zhou Jigang has never practiced martial arts, and does not have this aura.

Then, can we conclude that Zhou Jigang is not a disciple of Kunshan Holy Church?

It is very likely that disciples of Kunshan Holy Church do not practice martial arts.

Then can we conclude that he is a disciple of Kunshan Holy Church? How to judge? I am afraid that the method of reading minds may not work.

Even Zhou Jigang himself may not know that he is a disciple of Kunshan Holy Church until someone enlightens him?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Song Chaoyin showed a strange smile.

"Yes, the leader of Kunshan Holy Church!" Ni Zhao said in a deep voice: "No matter how confused you are, you should know who the leader is, right?"

"Long live the leader! Long live!" Song Chaoyin suddenly shouted.

Ni Zhao's face changed slightly.

They have sealed his acupuncture points, all the acupuncture points on his body are sealed, including the mute point, so he can't speak.

He doesn't need to speak.

As long as the thoughts surge, Ning Zhenzhen can capture them.

"Not good." Fakong shook his head.

He saw the black color shrouding Song Chaoyin surge and then fade in his mind.

Song Chaoyin closed his eyes, blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth, and he had already died.

The Rejuvenation Mantra fell, but there was no reaction.

Song Chaoyin had completely lost his vitality, and the Rejuvenation Mantra could not save him.

Fakong frowned.

Under normal circumstances, even if he died, as long as it was not long, the Rejuvenation Mantra could re-stimulate his vitality and revive him.

This was the case with King Ying's third son Chu Jing at that time.

But the Rejuvenation Mantra fell on Song Chaoyin, but it was like a drop in the ocean, with no reaction.

"What's going on?" Ni Zhao did not dare to step forward to investigate.

He was afraid that if he touched it lightly, the blood mist would explode again.

Fakong made a seal with his left hand, and raised his right palm, shining a white light on Song Chaoyin.

The ball of light formed by Song Chaoyin's soul slowly floated up, but it did not twist and turn into a small light man. It was bright and round, just a ball of light.

Fakong frowned and stared at him, stopped the Great Light Mantra, and watched it slowly float back to Song Chaoyin's body.

Ni Zhao asked, "Master Fakong, what is this...?"

"I originally wanted to see what his soul looked like, whether it looked the same as his current body, but unfortunately..."

The soul did not manifest in human form, and more importantly, there was no memory bead.

Master Murong was also a disciple of Kunshan Holy Church and had a memory bead.

He then remembered that although Master Murong was a disciple of Kunshan Holy Church, he did not practice the secret method of Kunshan Holy Church, especially the Heavenly Demon Secret Scripture.

Originally, he was half-believing and half-doubting about the Bixue Huasheng Jue, but the strange behavior of Song Chaoyin made him believe it a little more.

Can he really be reincarnated?

And then restore the memory of the previous life through the enlightenment of the masters of Kunshan Holy Church?

"Master Fakong, he can't be saved?"

"I can't do anything." Fakong shook his head and said, "Let's find another master to try."

"Alas!" Ni Zhao rubbed his eyebrows.

It was not easy to catch a living person, but he died.

"It should be that the word 'leader' stimulated the power hidden in the body, and then used this power to commit suicide."

"The method is too weird." Another priest smiled bitterly: "One trick after another, it's hard to guard against."

Ni Zhao rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "This matter blames me."

"How can I blame you, old Ni, who can think of it?" The priest surnamed Chi shook his head: "If it were anyone else, they would also want to find out who the leader is first, right? After all this trouble, we still don't know who the leader of Kunshan Holy Church is, which is really laughable."

Ni Zhao looked at Ning Zhenzhen: "Thanks to Ning Sicheng for your alertness, you didn't ask him who the leader is first, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get so many things."

Ning Zhenzhen said: "It was just a coincidence. Besides, we don't know whether these things are real or fake. The real and fake are mixed together."

Fakong stared at Song Chaoyin's corpse.