Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

If Prince Chu Xiang of Xin caught the two guards of the Forbidden Palace, he could find the upper level of the two guards, which must be the high-level of Kunshan Holy Church.

The organizational structure of Kunshan Holy Church is very flat, as if there is no middle level, only high-level and low-level, and the high-level can be directly linked through the low-level.

The disciples of Kunshan Holy Church die one by one, and there is one less one for the high-level of Kunshan Holy Church, and one less one for them is a major loss.

So his current goal is not to deal with the ordinary disciples of Kunshan Holy Church, they can't be killed, the target is the high-level of Kunshan Holy Church.

Find the high-level through ordinary disciples, and then kill one less one to see if Kunshan Holy Church is really crazy.

He felt vaguely that these so-called madness were just appearances.

Xu Qingluo looked at Lin Feiyang: "Uncle Lin, have those guys been killed?"

"Should we keep them?" Lin Feiyang looked excited: "Don't keep any!"

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "These guys really deserve to die, and they are well killed."

Zhou Yang widened his eyes.

Faning clasped his hands and chanted a Buddhist name.

These assassins all deserved death, but killing six people at once still made him feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help chanting a Buddhist name.

Zhou Yang whispered: "Uncle Lin, don't you ask for a confession first? Who ordered it? Maybe you can find out."

Xu Qingluo rolled his eyes at him: "If you can find out, can Uncle Lin not ask? These crazy people, there is no need to ask too much."

"You can't be wrong?" Zhou Yang said.

Xu Qingluo's big and round eyes glared, and she was about to speak.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong." Zhou Yang hurriedly admitted his mistake.

Lest she take the opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Xu Qingluo glared at him fiercely.

Fakong glanced at Li Ying's empty table.

Lin Feiyang said with a smile: "Little Zhou Yang is right to think so. After all, human life is at stake. However, no matter how wrong it is, this is not wrong. When you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will naturally know the reason."

Xu Qingluo said: "Uncle Lin, isn't it just the induction of Qi? He can sense it now."

"Oh?" Lin Feiyang looked at Zhou Yang in surprise:

He didn't expect that Zhou Yang, at such a young age and with such a shallow cultivation, could actually sense the Qi.

"I can do it too." Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "My cultivation is a little weaker than his, but I can still sense their murderous intent."

"I admire you!" Lin Feiyang snorted.

He was hit.

I always thought that I had a very high aptitude, but I am not as good as these two little guys.

Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "Master taught me well, and Uncle Faning and Uncle Lin taught me well."

Lin Feiyang smiled immediately: "That's right, you two have the best of all schools, especially Xiao Zhouyang, who has the foundation-building method of the Holy Church of Light, and your master's entry-level skills, as well as my Yuying Sutra. It is natural that you are better than me. The disciple is better than the master."

Xu Qingluo proudly puffed out her chest.

Zhou Yang whispered: "We can't beat Uncle Master."

Fakong smiled: "That may not be the case, work hard."

While everyone was talking and laughing, the food came, so they started to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Xu Qingluo frowned and said: "Master, it's a bit strange, Sister Li didn't come."

Fakong nodded.

"Sister Li usually comes earlier than us, at most a little later than us, but she didn't come today." Xu Qingluo whispered: "Could something have happened?"

"Let's eat." Fakong shook his head.

He has supernatural powers, but he is not omniscient. He really doesn't know what happened to Li Ying.

Moreover, he doesn't have so many trivial matters to take care of, just take care of his own affairs.

However, his faith has increased more today, even more than after the blessing ceremony, which is gratifying.

He is in a very good mood and has a good appetite.

Xu Qingluo looked at Li Ying's seat from time to time, and was a little worried.

Just at this time, a beautiful girl holding her skirt came up and bowed: "Master Fakong, I am Li Xinwei."

Fakong put down his chopsticks, stood up and smiled: "Donor Li."

"I have a terminal disease. Every day at noon, my muscles and bones contract, just like torture." Li Xinwei has a melon-seed face and big watery eyes that seem to be able to speak. Her temperament is weak and charming.

Fakong nodded gently.

Li Xinwei sighed and said, "It's really worse than death. I wonder if the master can save me."

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "Sister Li, you look very healthy, not like you are sick."

Li Xinwei frowned slightly, becoming more and more charming: "This disease is very strange. When it is not flaring up, there is nothing unusual. Once it breaks out, it is worse than death."

"Is it caused by practicing some kind of extraordinary skill?" Xu Qingluo asked.

Li Xinwei shook her head slightly: "I don't practice martial arts."

Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong.

Seeing this, Lin Feiyang said in a deep voice: "The abbot is not a doctor and does not treat patients. If you have a rare disease, you can go to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple to get the rejuvenation spell, and then be cured at the prayer ceremony."

Li Xinwei stared at Fakong, her bright eyes full of pleading: "Master, I am tortured day and night, I can't bear it, I really can't make it to the ceremony."

"Then go to the outer courtyard to get the holy water and see if it works. If the holy water doesn't work, the rejuvenation spell is useless." Lin Feiyang said: "Some diseases are really incurable, and the abbot is not a Daluo Jinxian."

"Master..." Li Xinwei cast her charming eyes at Fakong, with a pleading look on her face.

Fakong said in a gentle voice: "Try the holy water and see if it works."

Lin Feiyang's face darkened, and he said coldly: "If everyone comes here directly like you, and the abbot helps you to be cured, then the abbot will not have to do anything all day long, and will have no time to improve his cultivation and the power of the rejuvenation spell. Moreover, if he cures you, will it be fair to those patients who have received the holy water and waited patiently? So, please go back, girl!"

He had no feelings for Li Xinwei's beauty and charming temperament, but only felt irritated, thinking that this woman wanted to take advantage of her beauty and take shortcuts.

I hate this kind of woman the most!

Fakong secretly admired.

Lin Feiyang's words were sharpened enough, and these words were reasonable, and it was obviously not the first time he said it.

I guess he encountered a lot of such things when distributing the holy water.

Xu Qingluo showed sympathy: "Sister Li, this disease sounds very painful. I have encountered such a disease before. Drinking the magic water is indeed effective. Sister Li may wish to try it."

"...Okay, thank you Master." Li Xinwei clasped her hands together and bowed: "Sorry for disturbing you. Goodbye."

Fakong smiled and clasped his hands together.

Li Xinwei smiled and nodded at Xu Qingluo, turned around and walked away gracefully, holding up the hem of her clothes.

"It's inexplicable!" Lin Feiyang snorted.

Xu Qingluo said: "Uncle Lin, I was forced to do nothing, just like a drowning person, desperate for help."

"That should also be done according to the rules!" Lin Feiyang said: "Is it possible that no one else is anxious, but she is anxious?!"

Xu Qingluo pursed her lips and chuckled.

This Uncle Lin is really..., in front of such a delicate and pitiful beauty, he didn't even feel any sympathy for her.

Look at the master, how gentle and kind his attitude is.

Look at him again, rude and cold, without any sympathy, which woman can like him like this?

It seems that Uncle Lin will be single for the rest of his life.

Faning asked curiously: "This female donor doesn't have any martial arts skills? It doesn't look like it."

He was sensitive and felt that Li Xinwei must have martial arts skills, otherwise how could her footsteps be so light and graceful.

She must have practiced a certain footwork to form such a unique temperament, which is difficult to achieve naturally.

"I'll check this woman." Lin Feiyang snorted: "See who she is!"

Fakong was already staring at Li Xinwei.

Li Xinwei went downstairs, and two colorful maids came up to look at her with concern, and then helped her into a Qingni sedan chair, which was carried by four strong middle-aged sedan bearers, blending into the crowd and heading west along Zhuque Avenue.

Fakong was thoughtful.

These four strong middle-aged sedan bearers had good cultivation. Although they did not reach the level of Grandmaster, they were just at the edge.

The sedan bearers had such cultivation. This Li Xinwei's origin must be unusual.

"Why hasn't Sister Li come yet?" Xu Qingluo muttered, looking up at Fakong.

Fakong smiled: "She has deep cultivation and is smart. It won't be her who will suffer, but others."

Xu Qingluo saw that Fakong had no intention of using his magical powers, so she could only nod helplessly.

She knew that as long as Fakong used his clairvoyance, he would be able to see Li Ying.

But Fakong had no intention of using it.

When the group returned to the outer courtyard, Lin Feiyang had already figured out the origin of Li Xinwei.

At the stone table in Fakong's own courtyard, Xu Qingluo brought a teacup and looked at Lin Feiyang, who had a gloomy face.

Lin Feiyang said: "Li Zhengyuan, the left official of the Engineering Department, a seventh-rank official, was just transferred from the local area and is considered a capable official."

"Her daughter is quite talented, but she has a strange physique and cannot practice martial arts."

"She originally had an elder sister who died of this strange disease. This strange disease is a family disease."

"Family disease?"

"Yes, it was passed down by Li Zhengyuan's wife. It is said to be a strange muscle disease that cannot be cured by medicine. And this lady Li has an unusual origin."

"What origin?"

"A disciple of Tianhai Sword School, she went wrong in her practice and lost all her martial arts. She married Li Zhengyuan and gave birth to two children with this disease."

"That's really pitiful." Xu Qingluo stood beside Fakong, with a sympathetic face: "It's really pitiful that she died in such torture."

"There are so many pitiful people, no matter how pitiful they are, they can't break the rules." Lin Feiyang snorted: "I will give her the magic water to see the effect. If it doesn't work, there is nothing I can do."

"Well, let's try it." Fakong nodded.

Lin Feiyang said: "Also, I asked around Young Master Li, one of her subordinates from Xicheng was killed."

"Huh?"

"Isn't Young Master Li now the Sicheng of Xicheng? She has several subordinates, one of whom seems to have been killed by a martial artist, so they want to hunt that guy down."

"Isn't he from Kunshan Holy Sect?"

"It shouldn't be, I don't know which sect he's from, just a martial artist." Lin Feiyang shook his head and said: "He's so bold, he got jealous in Miaochunlou and got drunk."

Fakong shook his head.

Lin Feiyang sneered: "It's really shameful, there are so many girls in Miaochunlou, but he has to grab one, he really thinks they are treasures, ridiculous!"

Xu Qingluo glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang laughed and said, "Okay, let's not talk about Miaochunlou. Anyway, Young Master Li's position as Xicheng is embarrassing enough."

"Master, I found that Sister Li's luck is not very good." Xu Qingluo laughed and said, "Especially her career is not smooth."

After entering the Green Clothes Internal Affairs Department, her immediate superior is from the rival sect. She finally made merit and became the Secretary, but her subordinates did such a shameful thing. She, the Secretary, will also be embarrassed.

The hat of poor discipline must be put on her head.

Plus, she is a woman.

I am afraid there will be more criticism and jokes.

Just think about it and you will know how difficult it is.

"Abbot!" Yuan Deng hurried in and said in a deep voice: "A girl committed suicide by hitting the wall outside the door."