Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Qingluo said: "Master, the rejuvenation spell works, why doesn't the divine water work at all?"

If the rejuvenation spell works, the divine water should have an effect, even if it is very subtle.

Fakong shook his head: "The strange poison she was hit by is difficult to defeat without strong enough vitality."

Xu Qingluo suddenly realized after thinking about it for a moment.

It's like a flood bursting its banks.

Before the dyke bursts, no matter how much the flood flows, there will be no difference in the dyke breaking. If you want to see any difference, the flood must rush out enough.

No matter how much divine water there is, it will be like a flood that cannot break through the dam, and there will be no effect.

So the master cast the rejuvenation spell several times at once, thus destroying the poison in one fell swoop.

"Master, now that she is cured, her mother will also come to seek medical treatment, right?"

"Um."

"Master also wants to help with the treatment, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm just curious about the swordsmanship of Tianhai Sword Sect. How powerful is it? It's said to be the best in the world in swordsmanship. How does it compare to Divine Sword Peak?"

She knew that Master Fakong was proficient in the swordsmanship of Dayong Shenjian Peak, and that Fukong's swordsmanship was superb, so she was curious about whether her master's swordsmanship was more powerful, or that of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

"On par." Fakong said.

"It would be nice to see it."

"Your current cultivation level is useless if you see it. If you can't see the subtlety in it, you will think it is nothing more than this."

"...Yes." Xu Qingluo was helpless.

My cultivation level needs to be improved, otherwise, my master will make some sarcastic remarks when he gets the chance.

In the evening, the sunset shines.

The tired birds in the back mountain returned to the forest, and everything was busy.

The pilgrims in the outer courtyard finally dispersed, and the door to the outer courtyard slowly closed. Just as it was about to close completely, Li Ying appeared.

Just as Yuan Sheng was about to speak, Fakong's voice sounded: "Master Li, please come in."

Yuan Sheng opened the door coldly and let in Li Ying, who was dressed in black and had skin as white as snow.

Li Yinghe smiled faintly, walked in, and came to the yard where Fakong was. He was playing with the pile of blue bricks.

Li Ying came to him with a faint fragrance and titheed him.

Fakong put down a brick, clapped his hands, and smiled at Li Ying: "Thank you for your hard work, Young Master Li."

Li Ying smiled bitterly and shook her head.

Xu Qingluo came in with a sandalwood tray and presented two cups of tea.

She just smiled at Li Ying, didn't say much, and stepped aside holding the sandalwood plate, as if she was invisible.

"Has the murderer been caught?"

"I've got him." Li Ying nodded lightly: "A gangster who works alone and kills countless people."

"Your subordinate..."

"One knife cut off his head. Even if I send it to Master, there's nothing you can do about it. What's more, by the time we find out, he will be dead already."

"This is life, but would you like me to go over and give him a ride?"

Fakong thought that Li Ying came here to ask him to cast the Great Light Spell.

"He doesn't believe in Buddhism." Li Ying shook her head: "I won't bother Master."

"That……?"

"I just came here to talk to the master, not to ask the master for help." Li Ying shook her head.

There are many people around her, but none of them can communicate with each other on an equal footing. Most of them are subordinates who look up to themselves instead of looking up to them.

Fakong laughed and nodded slightly.

Li Ying sighed: "This time, I, the Sicheng, will probably be cut off. Not only will I lose my troops, I will also lose the face of the green-robed undersecretary. The master of the green-clad undersecretary was actually beheaded by a gangster, which made the world laugh. , Where is the majesty of the green undercover?"

"That's true." Fakong picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Do you have any countermeasures?"

"No." Li Ying also picked up the tea cup and took a sip, exhaling a breath of white air: "This Sicheng is destined to be thrown into disgrace. It happened in the past few days!"

"Ups and downs are normal things in an officialdom." Fakong said, "Just go up again."

"It's easier said than done." Li Ying shook her head and said, "I'm afraid that others will think that I am a disaster star. Once I become an official, I will bring trouble to the entire green department."

Fakong nodded lightly: "It's not impossible, I'm just afraid that your enemies will take the opportunity to spread rumors."

People in the martial arts world are actually very particular about this.

No matter how strong your martial arts is, it can't kill you.

When people are young and their martial arts are not yet strong, they will think that as their martial arts becomes stronger, everything will get better and that everything can be solved as long as they are strong in martial arts, just like poor people think that having money can solve all their problems.

But as your martial arts becomes stronger later on, you will gradually come into contact with the existence of fate, feel powerless, and feel your own insignificance, and you will develop awe of fate.

Therefore, the higher the level, the more taboo this is.

If Li Ying is said to be unlucky, or even unlucky, then the senior management of the green department will really have to consider whether to promote her.

Although she can be promoted after she has enough merit, there are many positions and she can be placed in a sinecure.

This is what Li Ying is most worried about.

Fakong looked at Li Ying with a smile.

Li Ying's slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking worried, which made Fakong want to laugh inexplicably.

Li Ying has a resolute temperament and a refreshing spirit, which is rarely the case.

Looking at her like this, Fakong felt that she was more real and lively, and the distance between them became closer.

As the young master of Cantian Dao, Li Ying is deeply supported by the disciples of Cantian Dao. Her status in Cantian Dao is that one person is inferior to tens of thousands of people.

But when she arrived in the court, she was able to quickly correct her mentality and was willing to stay humble and be a small person, which was indeed commendable.

If it were someone else, it would be difficult to adjust their mood for a while, and they might even be reserved and arrogant, or even look down on others.

You don’t know that the two Green Clothes Divisions don’t care about your status. In the Green Clothes Outer Division and the Inner Division, there are only superiors and subordinates, not sects.

“Do you want me to help?” Fakong offered to help this time.

The key is that Li Ying’s becoming the Secretary of the Inner Division will help him more. Otherwise, a small clerk really has no autonomy, and she can’t help him even if he asks her for help, so his previous support will be in vain.

“No need.” Li Ying shook her head gently: “I will find a way,... I always feel that this matter is strange, too coincidental.”

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Li Ying said, "How could it be such a coincidence? Chen Duo's lustful habit is really annoying. He often goes to Miaochunlou, so it's easy for him to be set up."

"Do you think he was set up? Was the bandit instructed?"

"Even if he was not instructed, he secretly used means to get him there, and even intensified their conflict."

"What about the woman?" Fakong said, "What about the woman they are fighting for?"

"I checked it out, it's clean." Li Ying shook her head gently, "There's nothing wrong."

Fakong said, "What does she look like? Qingluo."

"Yes, Master." Xu Qingluo quickly went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and handed the pen to Li Ying after grinding the ink.

Li Ying hesitated: "Master..."

Fakong said, "Since you have doubts, it's okay to check it out. I won't pay for this time."

"...Thank you." Li Ying no longer hesitated, took the pen, and began to concentrate on drawing a portrait of a woman.

A charming and affectionate woman appeared on the paper.

Fakong smiled and said, "Good painting skills."

Li Ying obviously learned the skills of Danqing, which was far better than his own.

The skill of his hand was the foundation of sketching in his previous life, and now his mind and hands are in harmony, so he can draw like.

But Li Ying's painting is not only similar in shape, but also full of charm. When people see the portrait, it is as if a living person is standing in front of them.

This is definitely not an ordinary Danhua skill, but has the level of a Danqing master, which makes Fakong admire.

Li Ying smiled slightly and put down the pen: "It is this girl."

Fakong closed his eyes and completely let go of his mind's eye, no longer restricting it to a radius of 100 meters as before.

The range covered by the mind's eye is getting wider and wider, but the more he sees, the more exhausted he is, and the easier it is to be distracted.

Later, he simply restricted it to a radius of 100 meters, and even often did not open his mind's eye.

The world seen by the mind's eye is clearer and more real, or more gorgeous, but it also lacks a little hazy beauty, and is not as beautiful as the world seen by the naked eye.

The range covered by the mind's eye includes Miaochun Tower.

He ignored the attractive bodies and quickly found the person in the picture. He concentrated on observing, shook his head and opened his eyes.

Li Ying originally thought that he would use his clairvoyance, but he actually closed his eyes.

Fakong sighed: "Kunshan Saint Church disciple."

"...Kunshan Saint Church?" Li Ying was surprised.

Fakong nodded: "Kunshan Saint Church disciple is certain, don't you find it?"

Cantian Dao has a way to determine the disciples of Kunshan Saint Church.

But why can't it be judged?

He felt strange.

Li Ying frowned and looked at him.

Her white jade-like melon seed face quickly sank.

She realized the seriousness of the matter. If it was really a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church, and she didn't distinguish it, it meant that Kunshan Saint Church had found a way to deceive Cantian Dao, then how could they find Kunshan Saint Church disciples?

This time, the light and the dark were reversed.

The disciples of Kunshan Saint Church once again moved from the light to the dark, and they could plot against the disciples of Cantian Dao as much as they wanted.

"Go and have a look again." Fakong said, "See if you can find her now... Be careful that she uses the Jade Blood Transformation Technique."

"Okay." Li Ying turned and left.

She walked with Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai to Miaochun Tower, and gave a silver note to the guide, saying that she was looking for Miss Xiangju.

They entered an elegant house and sat at a table.

After the wine and food were served, they finally saw the woman she had drawn.

Miss Xiangju was wearing a pink gauze dress, with a green underpants, and her snow-white skin was faintly visible under the gauze dress, charming and graceful.

She was neither tall nor short, with a full and slender waist, which was a rare good figure.

Miaochun Tower is one of the top buildings in Shenjing, and women of ordinary appearance are not qualified to be here.

Li Ying looked at her, but her face was extremely ugly.

She did not realize that the woman in front of her was a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church, and she believed Fakong's judgment, even though Fakong was just sitting in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and said it with his eyes closed.

"Goodbye." She turned and left.

Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai looked at each other and felt puzzled, so they could only follow him out.

Miss Xiangju chuckled and shook her head.

Of course she recognized Li Ying, but before she could do anything, Li Ying had already left. She couldn't help but snorted: She ran fast.

But she believed that Li Ying would come back to find her.

"Master, what's going on?" Li Ying appeared in front of Fakong again, staring at him with starry eyes: "I hope Master can help me solve my doubts."

"It should be some kind of treasure." Fakong said: "Or some kind of mental method that can cover up one's breath."

"Treasure?"

"I didn't find any treasure on her, so it might be a mental method." Fakong shook his head and said: "Awesome, Kunshan Holy Church has a really powerful master."

I just don’t know if they can hide it from the investigation of the forbidden palace priests. If they can, then the Kunshan Holy Church will have passed this test.

Did they prepare in advance? Then the Kunshan Holy Church is too scary.