Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Li Ying turned around and bowed in the direction of Fakong.

The worshippers also bowed.

They didn't know that Fakong had cast the immobilization spell, they only knew that he had cast the rejuvenation spell. Without the rejuvenation spell, the two companions would have been dead.

"Master Fakong's rejuvenation spell is really powerful."

"The rejuvenation spell is powerful, and Xiao Li's body and sword skills are also powerful."

"Alas..., it's too old."

They shook their heads and sighed.

Li Ying was about to explain that it was Fakong's immobilization spell that helped her kill the assassin.

Fakong and Chu Jing appeared.

"Haha..." Chu Jing came to Xu Zhifeng, turned him over and looked at him, the more he looked, the happier he was, and finally couldn't help laughing: "You have a day too!"

Fakong came to Li Ying and smiled, "Master Li, congratulations."

With this achievement, he can almost be promoted to Sicheng.

Li Ying looked at him with a complicated expression.

He knew that Fakong was interrupting him on purpose to prevent him from saying the spell of immobilization, and at the same time, he was praising himself to a higher level, which was beneficial to improving his prestige and status in the inner department.

With stronger cultivation, it is easier to gain respect.

When this monk Fakong helps, he is really helpful, leaving people speechless, but when he is angry, he can really make people angry to death.

"Thank you, Master!" Two worshippers came forward and saluted with their hands together, showing admiration on their faces.

They were deeply shocked by the power of the rejuvenation spell to save the dead and overcome disasters. They could not help but admire Fakong.

Several other worshippers also saluted with their hands together to thank him.

Fakong saluted with his hands together and smiled.

A worshiper laughed and said, "Prince, the assassin is this man, right?"

"Yes, yes, I will never mistake his eyes." Chu Jing glared at Xu Zhifeng with gritted teeth: "And his swordsmanship,... I deserved to die last time!"

With his swordsmanship that is as good as a ghost, it is no wonder that the guards and worshipers were unable to react in time.

Even if they knew in advance that he was going to assassinate them and were fully prepared, the guards and worshipers could not stop his sword, and he could kill himself by force.

If you encounter such an assassination by a master, you will definitely die without a person as powerful as Master Fakong.

"This guy must have killed a lot of people." Chu Jing shook his head.

Fakong made a seal with his left hand, raised his right palm, and performed the Great Light Mantra. A beam of light sent Xu Zhifeng's soul to the sky.

The disciples of Shenjian Peak only worship swords, not Buddhas. Sending him to heaven is actually sending him to reincarnation.

One benefit is to avoid falling into the animal path.

Seeing him like this, everyone could only praise his compassion and had nothing to say.

Chu Jing laughed and said, "Master, why do you have to be so compassionate? Such an assassin is not worthy of this."

"Respect his cultivation." Fakong sighed, "It is admirable that he can practice swordsmanship to such a level."

The swordsmanship of Shenjian Peak is profound. It is rare to practice swordsmanship to such a level comparable to the Yuben Thunder God Sword.

Such persistence and concentration are worthy of admiration.

"Yes..." Everyone sighed with emotion.

When they thought of the swordsmanship just now, they still felt cold all over, including Li Ying.

She thought that these worshippers were lucky that they did not catch up with the assassin before. Without Fakong by their side, none of them would survive.

"Only a grandmaster can deal with such a guy."

"I don't think so. His sword is too fast. Can a grandmaster react?"

They know how powerful a grandmaster is. The power of a grandmaster is that his qi is difficult to deal with. Once it enters the body, no one below the grandmaster can eliminate it.

But the assassin's swordsmanship is so fast, and his sword qi has an unstoppable force. The qi can't stop his sword tip, and there is no obstacle.

No matter how pure the grandmaster's qi is, before he can touch him, he has been stabbed in the heart and his heart has been crushed.

Fakong closed his eyes.

In a moment, he experienced Xu Zhifeng's life.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been gifted and high-spirited. When he entered the Divine Sword Peak, he was full of ambition and felt that he could definitely become one of the eight great sword masters with his qualifications.

But at this time, he met a woman who didn't know martial arts. He was so attracted by her beauty that he didn't even have the courage to talk to her. He could only watch her from a distance. He was satisfied with just one look every day.

He didn't have the courage, but the woman did. She took the initiative to talk to him and expressed her admiration.

The two of them were under the moonlight and made a vow of eternal love.

However, during the month of his retreat, earth-shaking changes took place.

When the woman was on the street, she was spotted by a son of a powerful man and forcibly abducted to his mansion to get married. The son of a powerful man was a tyrannical man and tortured her to death on the night of the wedding.

After he came out of retreat, he found that the woman was missing. He learned the news after asking around.

He knelt in front of the woman's grave, screaming and hating the injustice of God and his absence.

He kept slapping himself hard until he fainted.

After waking up, he went straight to the son of the tyrant, and in front of him, he killed all the people in the mansion, young and old, and then hung him at the city gate to wail for ten days and nights.

During this process, the master of the son of the tyrant came to rescue him, but he killed them one by one, and even wiped out the whole sect.

There were also some indignant chivalrous men, who were also killed by him without hesitation.

He killed so many people that blood flowed like a river, and no one dared to approach him anymore. They could only watch the son of the tyrant wail and die.

This killing angered the public, not only the martial arts sects, but also the court put pressure on him.

Shenjian Peak was indifferent to the pressure from the outside world, and did not punish him, but protected him.

However, he was disheartened and insisted on leaving Dayong, leaving the sad place, and came to Daqian, becoming a member of Dayong Ziyang Pavilion.

After becoming a member of Ziyang Pavilion, he was almost a useless person, and he only knew how to practice sword every day.

He condensed all his hatred, hatred for the world, fate, and heaven and earth into sword intent, and practiced sword all day long.

He also broke the routine and practiced two sword techniques, the Thunder God Sword and the Heavenly Punishment God Sword, and the two sword intents merged into one.

So his sword has the power to break the Gangqi. If you want to stop him, you can only use the sword to block the sword, and the protective Gangqi is useless.

But his sword is so fast that almost no one can stop his sword.

He is invincible and no one can defeat him.

Over the past few decades, he assassinated 38 people, and he left with one strike, never missed, and there was no trace.

As long as he received the order from Ziyang Pavilion, he would kill the target with one sword, regardless of the target's identity.

For him, assassination was as simple and casual as going out to buy a sesame cake.

Whether it was a court official or a wealthy businessman, a prince or an emperor, it was just one sword for him, without hesitation.

He was the sharpest sword of Ziyang Pavilion in Shenjing.

Fakong opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with indifference.

The remaining state of mind of Xu Zhifeng flowed in his heart, and he felt that everything in the world was worthless and everything could be killed.

The power of the Medicine Buddha statue began to flow, expelling this strange state of mind, and the hatred of the world and people dissipated.

In his mind, the Wheel of Time Tower was lit.

When he appeared again, he had been in the Wheel of Time Tower for three years. According to Xu Zhifeng's experience, he practiced the Thunder Sword and the Heavenly Punishment Sword to the extreme, reaching Xu Zhifeng's level, and even faster than Xu Zhifeng.

In Li Ying's eyes, Fakong's temperament has changed slightly. The occasional flash in his eyes made her palpitate and feel that he is more and more dangerous.

After a moment, this dangerous feeling disappeared.

Li Ying became more alert.

Fakong has enough strength but he is restrained. He can't even detect such an amazing feeling. The cultivation he showed is definitely not real!

"Master, how to deal with this guy's body?" Chu Jing looked at Xu Zhifeng's body: "Bury it or throw it away?"

"Let's bury it." Fakong said.

The Xu Zhifeng in front of him is pitiful, hateful and pathetic.

"Okay, bury it." Chu Jing said.

Fakong clasped his hands: "Prince, the grudges are over, and I should leave."

He smiled at Li Ying again, clasped his hands to several worshippers, and disappeared in a flash.

Chu Jing admired: "This is coming and going freely. If I have this ability..."

With this ability, he will not be assassinated. No matter how powerful the assassin is, he will leave when he sees that the situation is not good. How can he assassinate him?

Li Ying said, "Prince, this is the power of divine feet."

"Divine power..." Chu Jing shook his head in melancholy.

Divine power is unpredictable, and it is different from martial arts. I don't know how to practice it, let alone get it.

He clasped his fists and said, "Xiao Li, thank you very much, and there are several other priests. I will ask for credit for you!"

"Thank you, Prince." Li Ying clasped his fists.

The priests also clasped their fists.

Chu Jing said with emotion, "What are you thanking? I should thank you. Come to Guanyun Tower tomorrow night. I will host a banquet for you!"

"This..."

"You all have to come, and you are not allowed to make excuses for not coming!" Chu Jing glared with his eyes and waved his hand, "That's it!"

He turned and left.

Li Ying looked at the seven priests helplessly.

A handsome middle-aged man shook his head, "It seems that there is no way to refuse, I can only go,... It's too dangerous this time!"

"Don't mention it!" Another middle-aged man who was a little sloppy touched his chest. There was a small hole in his clothes, and half of it was stained red with blood.

Feeling the vitality of his body and the strong beating of his heart, he always felt a sense of trance and unreality.

He wondered if he was dreaming, if he hadn't woken up, and it was just a fantasy.

In his fantasy, even if his heart was torn, he could still be healed and alive, but in fact it was impossible.

"It's really too dangerous."

"Xiao Li, if you hadn't asked Master Fakong this time, you really couldn't deal with this assassin. Shenjian Peak..., terrible!"

Ordered to lurk and assassinate in Daqian, willing to be unknown, this Shenjian Peak is too terrible.

It's not strange that the disciples of Dayong Shenjian Peak have extraordinary swordsmanship, but it's strange that they are unknown.

Such a top swordsman is willing to do such a thing.

If it were them, they would never agree.

It can be seen that Dayong Shenjian Peak has a strong control over its disciples.

"Xiao Li, your body movement and swordsmanship are amazing. We are all old..."

Li Ying smiled embarrassedly: "Dear seniors, I just killed this man by chance, don't take it seriously."

"Xiao Li, although we are old, our eyes are still sharp. If it were us, we would have been killed by him with the first sword."

They admired Li Ying's quick and wonderful body movement.

They thought they couldn't do this. If she hadn't attracted the other party's attention, each of the seven of them would have been stabbed.

Li Ying smiled embarrassedly.

"The key is Master Fakong." The handsome middle-aged man smiled and said, "Master Fakong's cultivation is not strong, but his supernatural power is indeed strong. What we can't do with martial arts, supernatural powers can do. In the future, if we have a good relationship with the master, we may ask him for help."

"Yes." Li Ying replied.

If I didn't want to use my magical powers, I really didn't want to meet this monk, let alone cooperate with him. It was too annoying.

The next moment, Fakong appeared in Ning Zhenzhen's courtyard.

The moonlight was like water, and Ning Zhenzhen was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, as if covered with a layer of moonlight, standing quietly in front of the flower bed.

After Fakong appeared, he told a clue about Ziyang Pavilion.

In Tianyun Alley, there is a willow tree, and there is a hole at a fork of the willow tree.

Ziyang Pavilion and Xu Zhifeng will not meet, but will only send the news into the hole. Xu Zhifeng will pass by this willow tree every day and collect it when he sees it.

This is to protect Xu Zhifeng from being exposed. Even if everyone in Ziyang Pavilion is caught, Xu Zhifeng will not be involved.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded, her bright eyes flickered gently in the moonlight, and she whispered: "Brother, the Six Paths of the Demon Sect have taken action against the Kunshan Holy Church."

Fakong raised his eyebrows and smiled.