Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The bright sword light shone on her crystal-like face, illuminating her cold eyes.

Her cold eyes were cast on Xiangju who was clinging to the edge of the bed.

Xiangju clung to the edge of the bed with both hands, and her body had fallen to the ground. The rapid loss of strength could not support herself.

Her eyes were dimming rapidly, and there was a small hole between her eyebrows, and blood was flowing out.

There was a flash of disbelief in her eyes, staring at Li Ying.

She didn't believe that there was such a superb swordsmanship in the world.

Li Ying said coldly: "You are deliberately trying to kill me, Kunshan Holy Church?"

Only Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai knew about her room, and she didn't believe that the two would betray her.

There was only one reason: the assassin was deliberately trying to assassinate her and had prepared in advance.

Xiangju wanted to use the Green Blood Transformation Technique, but the infinite darkness had already come, preventing her from using it, and swallowed her in the blink of an eye.

She died unwillingly, her hands could no longer support herself, and her body slid to the ground with a "bang".

When she was dying, she was annoyed, why didn't she just use the Jade Blood Transformation Art, she originally thought that she could kill Li Ying with her swordsmanship.

Unexpectedly, Li Ying's swordsmanship was so powerful.

Li Ying looked at her calmly and shook her head.

As Master Fakong said, the weakness of the disciples of Kunshan Holy Sect is the center of the eyebrows.

A sword pierced the center of the eyebrows, instantly breaking her spiritual orifice, and it was difficult to use the Jade Blood Transformation Art.

"Come here." She shouted softly.

Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai soon appeared outside. The two stood outside the window and looked inside: "Young Master?"

"Come in."

"Yes."

The two pushed the door and entered the house, and found Xiangju on the ground.

Li Zhu's face changed slightly, and he stepped forward angrily and pulled off the dark green face towel fiercely, and saw Xiangju's beautiful face.

"She...?"

"Assassin."

Li Ying pulled the silk handkerchief out of her sleeve by the corner, gently wiped the long sword that was as bright as a pool of autumn water, put the sword back into the sheath, and waved her hand: "Get rid of it."

Although this precious sword was bloodless, she still wiped it once.

Li Zhu gritted his teeth: "Young Master, how did she get in?"

Li Ying yawned and waved her jade hand: "She has excellent light skills, you don't have to blame yourself, just get rid of her."

"...Yes." Li Zhu clasped his fists reluctantly.

Zhou Tianhuai frowned and said: "She actually sneaked into the young master's room silently,...Is she a master of Kunshan Holy Church?"

"Yeah." Li Ying lay down again and pulled up the quilt: "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm going to sleep."

"...Yes." Zhou Tianhuai clasped his fists helplessly, and left the room with Li Zhu and Xiangju's body.

The young master was assassinated in the middle of the night while sleeping, but he was still so calm. This spirit is really not comparable to ordinary people.

The assassin found his bedroom and was only one step away from success. No matter what, he should be scared to death.

But looking at the young master's appearance, he didn't blame the alert Li Zhu, as if nothing happened.

Li Zhu gritted his teeth and stared at the corpse in his hand.

"Forget it, I'll ask the young master how to deal with it tomorrow."

"Damn it!" Li Zhu cursed angrily, scolding himself and Xiangju.

He hated himself for being careless and not vigilant enough.

He also hated the assassin for his powerful body skills and deceived him.

Fakong retracted his gaze and nodded.

Without interfering, it was indeed as seen by Tianyantong, and he witnessed Li Ying's exquisite swordsmanship.

Seeing this sword in person and seeing this sword in Tianyantong's future have different effects.

Seeing it with his own eyes made him feel more profound and delicate.

He experienced it carefully and understood something.

The key to this sword is abruptness, surprise, and thunderbolt. Without this, the power is greatly reduced.

What about my swordsmanship?

There is no problem with my swordsmanship. It is inherited from Xu Zhifeng's swordsmanship experience and killing experience. The fire is even better than Xu Zhifeng and Li Ying.

But in terms of the timing of using the sword, I still need to learn from Li Ying.

This sword is so wonderful that it seizes the opportunity.

In fact, this is a personal understanding. Li Ying's understanding is amazing.

Learning the same swordsmanship, the power displayed is very different, even worlds apart, this is the difference in understanding.

Just like in the previous life, learning the same knowledge, some people can get the first place in the Mathematical Olympiad, and some people can fail the usual exams.

Fakong felt that he benefited a lot.

Only by combining the advantages of many schools can we make continuous progress and move towards the goal of being the best in the world.

He suddenly turned his head and said to Xu Qingluo: "I'll go for a while, you go back to sleep first."

"Master..." Xu Qingluo just opened his mouth, and he disappeared.

Xu Qingluo stamped her feet helplessly and dissatisfiedly.

The next moment, Fakong appeared in a forest halfway up a mountain.

The forest was sparse, and the yellow leaves were about to fall. It was already late autumn.

This mountain was about five miles away from the Kunshan Holy Church headquarters, which was included in the range of his mind.

The last time he asked Lin Feiyang to come over, it was for positioning, so that he could use his divine feet to pass through at any time.

His mind opened and covered the Kunshan Holy Church headquarters.

At the same time, he sensed the grandmasters of the Kunshan Holy Church headquarters, the first-grade masters.

After counting carefully, there were sixty-two people!

Sure enough, you still have to be a first-grade to see a first-grade.

In the future seen by the clairvoyance, there were only more than fifty grandmasters who took action, but now there are sixty-two.

Fakong was very curious about how they could achieve so many grandmasters. Could it be because of the art of enlightenment?

After a brief thought, Gong Qunying did not become a Grandmaster because of the Enlightenment Technique. It was because of a strange encounter when he was young that he became a Grandmaster early. Following the Queen Mother, he had enough opportunities to practice his mind, so he became a Grandmaster early.

But for these people, Fakong felt that the Enlightenment Technique was probably the key.

In fact, it was equivalent to his own Initiation Technique.

The Initiation Technique only allows the other party to see what he thinks in his mind, some experience and insights, things that cannot be described in words.

It is equivalent to sharing.

The other party sees and feels it, but whether he can remember it depends on the other party's absorption ability.

The Enlightenment Technique goes a step further and directly injects a memory into the other party's memory, turning it into the other party's memory, which is more domineering and more powerful than the Initiation Technique.

Fakong felt that there were a total of 62 Grandmasters, and he was salivating.

He has now mastered the Enlightenment Technique, which has advantages and disadvantages compared to the Initiation Technique, and not all of them are advantages.

The advantage of the Enlightenment Technique is that it is domineering and powerful, and directly attacks the memory area of ​​the brain.

The initiation technique only stays at the shallow level, only stays at the level of the five senses, and does not enter the memory area.

But the disadvantage of the enlightenment technique is that it consumes a lot of energy. Performing it once is like not sleeping for three days and three nights. It consumes a lot of energy and spirit, and even has sequelae.

To input the content into the memory area, a unique force is needed, and this force is the spiritual force purified and then transformed. This force is too overbearing and hurts oneself.

After performing it once, it is difficult to perform it again in a short period of time, and at least one month must be left.

But despite these shortcomings, it cannot be denied that this is indeed a profound heart formula, which makes Fakong sigh that there are still people in the world who can create such a strange formula.

If the memory of a grandmaster is directly poured into another memory, if the two people practice the same technique, it is indeed very helpful to step into the grandmaster.

Why can I step into the first grade so quickly?

In fact, it is similar to this, thanks to the memories of many grandmasters and first-grade monks.

I have lived two lives, and the barriers between the two worlds make it more difficult for me to enter the first-grade realm than normal people, but I still succeeded.

It might be easier for others to receive the enlightenment technique.

Fakong was full of emotion.

It is said that there are mountains higher than mountains, and this is absolutely true. I thought I was unique, but I didn’t expect that the method of achievement of Kunshan Saint Church was not much worse.

I am a master of the Great Light Mantra, and I have to spend a lot of effort to find it. I have to have the opportunity to encounter the memory of the top master.

Kunshan Saint Church doesn’t even need to spend time and effort to find it. These memories are directly prepared and can be used at any time, which is faster than me.

In this case, they only have 62 grandmasters, which is not too many, after all, Kunshan Saint Church has accumulated so many years.

After retracting the induction, he disappeared in a flash and returned to the small pavilion on the Medicine Valley Lake.

In the small pavilion, Xu Qingluo was sitting at the wooden table.

She supported her chin with one hand, and her body was swaying and she could fall at any time.

But no matter how she shook, she still stubbornly didn't fall on the table or the ground. Her eyes were hazy, fighting against sleepiness.

When Fakong appeared, she shook herself up, stood up, and shouted happily: "Master!"

Fakong nodded.

A bright moon swayed gently in the clear water.

The sound of insects chirping was clearly audible, making the valley particularly quiet.

"Why don't you go to sleep?"

"Where did the master go?" Xu Qingluo said: "Did he go to see Uncle Ning?"

"No, I went to see the Kunshan Holy Church headquarters." Fakong said.

This time he went there to determine the number of grandmasters. Now that it has been determined, he has a clear idea.

But is sixty-two the real number?

Will there be a grandmaster who can hide the magnetic field like himself?

He thinks it is still a bit overestimated, at least according to seventy grandmasters, how many grandmasters should be dispatched?

Thinking of this, he shook his head.

The emperor didn't believe in his judgment at all. No matter how much Prince Xin said, it was useless. How could the Kunshan Holy Church be destroyed?

With so many grandmasters, no matter how many disciples of the Kunshan Holy Church died, it would not damage their vitality at all.

Thinking of this, his face was solemn.

If the Kunshan Holy Church was desperate to kill him, ten or even twenty grandmasters would kill him. Could he resist?

He could leave at any time, and so could Lin Feiyang.

But what about Faning, Zhouyang, and Xu Qingluo?

So he still had to keep an eye on Xu Qingluo, and use his clairvoyance to look at her two or three times a day, ready to retreat at any time.

Thinking of this, his eyes were as deep as an ancient pond, shining on Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo no longer cared about such a look. Seeing that Fakong shook his head again, his face was so solemn again, and he curiously asked him where the headquarters of the Kunshan Holy Church was and how powerful it was.

Fakong said a few words casually.

Finally, he withdrew his clairvoyance and nodded with satisfaction.

Judging from the current situation, Xu Qingluo will not be assassinated or in danger in the next three months.

But she is by his side, and her future may be disturbed by him at any time, so it is not certain, and he still needs to monitor her three times a day.

"Go to sleep."

"Master, when will we go back?"

"In two days, no rush, are you uncomfortable living here?"

"It's good here, but it's... a little boring."

"... Then go back tomorrow." Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded.

Xu Qingluo smiled: "Thank you, Master."

She was not happy to go back tomorrow, but that Fakong listened to her and respected her feelings.

Fakong waved his hand.

"Yes, Master, good night, I'm going to sleep." Xu Qingluo agreed obediently and went lightly.

Fakong also returned to his room in a flash and sat on his couch again.

Sitting on the couch, he instantly calmed down and smiled.

After all, he still likes the life in the medicine valley, which is peaceful and free.

When he is too quiet, he can just find a place to go around, or go to Lianxue for tea, or go to Xu Zhijian for a drink, without having to worry about it like in the gods.