Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He analyzed this scene for a long time.

Xu Qingluo was already a master at the Grandmaster level at this time, and Fakong was amazed.

He was able to become a Grandmaster in a short time, thanks to the Kalachakra Tower and the Medicine Buddha statue.

He had not practiced for such a short time.

But Xu Qingluo did not have these, and she became a Grandmaster after one year, which was more than twenty times faster than the normal people's practice speed.

Compared with himself, Xu Qingluo was a real prodigy.

Fakong knew why she was so fast, it was the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra.

The Void Fetal Breathing Sutra was the secret sutra of the White Lotus Temple, and the White Lotus Temple was once the top temple in Dayong.

But it seemed that he had never heard of how fast the disciples of the White Lotus Temple practiced.

Obviously, this was a unique practice method that Xu Qingluo found herself, and it might only be suitable for her practice method.

At least he tried to let the Medicine Buddha practice, but it did not have the effect of the Medicine Buddha practicing once and himself practicing ten times or even a hundred times.

This is obviously a person's physique, and it is in line with the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra.

He looked carefully at the young man who was chasing Xu Qingluo, and he didn't recognize him, but his cultivation was also a master, and his speed was about the same as Xu Qingluo's.

Unfortunately, because his heavenly eye had a limited viewing time, he couldn't see the rest of it after seeing half of it.

He shook his head, and took another look at Xu Qingluo while eating dinner, and saw the end of the young man chasing Xu Qingluo.

But the handsome young man was killed by Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo's sword was extremely fast, and she stabbed the handsome young man in the center of his eyebrows and directly killed him with one sword.

Xu Qingluo's expression was indifferent. After drawing the sword, she shook it lightly, and took out a handkerchief from her sleeves and gently wiped the tip of the sword. With a light shake, the handkerchief turned into powder, fluttering with the wind, and then returned the sword to the sheath.

After seeing it, Fakong shook his head helplessly.

Xu Qingluo learned her moves perfectly, and she killed people more cleanly and neatly than herself.

She really didn't know what to say.

"Master, what's wrong with me?"

Xu Qingluo saw that Fakong had been staring at her. At first, he was shining with golden light, but later, when he withdrew his magical power and his eyes returned to normal, his expression on her became even weirder, which made her feel puzzled.

The small courtyard was brightly lit.

After Xu Qingluo served tea to Fakong, she sat opposite him.

Fakong shook his head: "What are you practicing recently?"

"It's the Little Arhat Fist." Xu Qingluo said: "There is also Taiyin Xiaolianxing, but Taiyin Xiaolianxing is almost completed. Isn't it too fast?"

She was a little worried.

It seems that Zhou Yu said that once Taiyin Xiaolianxing is completed, the appearance and body will be fixed and no longer change.

Time can no longer change the appearance.

So now, she dare not practice Taiyin Xiaolianxing anymore, for fear that if she completes it now, her body will remain in the current state and will not grow up.

That is the real tragedy.

Fakong nodded: "It's a bit too fast,... Let's change to swordsmanship, and practice swordsmanship well first."

"Yes, Master." Xu Qingluo nodded hurriedly.

"There is another way."

"Master, what is it?"

"Discard the Taiyin Xiaolianxing, and practice again after a while." Fakong looked at her with a smile.

Xu Qingluo was stunned. She didn't expect there was such a way. Her big eyes turned: "Master, is this okay?"

Fakong nodded: "I teach you Taiyin Xiaolianxing so early, according to the normal speed, I want you to practice Taiyin Xiaolianxing around 18 years old, which is already fast. Your current practice speed is too fast, which will lead to premature practice, so it is not suitable for practicing Taiyin Xiaolianxing anymore. It is better to wait a few years and start practicing when you are 18 years old."

"...Okay." Xu Qingluo said helplessly: "But Master, if I abolish Taiyin Xiaolianxing, will I become ugly?"

"No." Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo sighed, showing a worried look, and touched his face.

Fakong laughed: "How old are you?"

"Master, although I am not big, I also love beauty."

"Don't worry, if it doesn't work, you still have the Little Ruyi Magic Skill, just make yourself beautiful."

"Hey, that's right." Xu Qingluo's big eyes suddenly lit up.

Fakong's words opened her vision and thinking.

Her big eyes blinked, and she fell into high-speed thinking, obviously inspired.

Fakong shook his head.

I hope she won't be like those plastic surgery in her previous life, changing herself all the time, one look today and another look tomorrow.

The next few days were calm.

Fakong rarely fell into a peaceful and peaceful state, and no one disturbed him.

Chu Ling was under house arrest and had not been able to come out.

Li Ying was also busy with her own things and didn't come to ask for help.

As for Ning Zhenzhen, she went there every night to drink tea and chat for a while, and there was nothing big.

Most of the things they talked about were the affairs of the Southern Supervision Department.

The outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple was peaceful and tranquil, but outside, there was a turmoil, especially the Southern Supervisory Department, which stole the limelight.

Prince Duan was full of courage. As expected by Fakong, he opened the door to convenience. Anyone who wanted to join the Southern Supervisory Department could be accepted as long as he reached the master level.

So more and more martial arts masters poured into Shenjing.

With the entry of these martial arts masters, Shenjing was indeed a little chaotic at first.

But as the strength of the Southern Supervisory Department increased greatly, the number of Southern Supervisory Department guards who maintained order on the streets increased, and Shenjing's treatment quickly improved, and later even returned to the past.

The Nansiwei were quickly recognized by the people of Shenjing, who felt that although they were not of good origin, they still behaved in a disciplined manner.

The Nansiwei had very strict rules. They would not disturb the people, but would protect them. Any martial arts master who dared to attack the people would be hunted down by the Nansiwei.

When Fakong and Ning Zhenzhen were discussing, they were really impressed by the courage of Prince Duan. It was not easy to achieve this.

That night, a bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the light was everywhere. Fakong appeared in Ning Zhenzhen's courtyard again.

The two sat in the moonlight, drinking tea.

"Brother, now it seems that the Southern Supervisory Department is in full swing, extremely lively and powerful." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It's not as unpopular and unsustainable as you think."

Fakong shook his head: "On the contrary, I think it's too much now, expanding too fast, and there are endless troubles."

"Huh?"

"Now they rely on the prestige of Prince Duan and the emperor to suppress the entire Southern Supervisory Department, but once they are familiar with the rules, then..." Fakong shook his head: "Those who joined the Southern Supervisory Department are not easy to tame."

"Will they take advantage of loopholes?"

"This is inevitable." Fakong said: "The Southern Supervisory Department wants to use them to deal with their sects. They come here, of course, to deal with the Southern Supervisory Department, so as to preserve their own sects. How can they last long if they are disunited?"

Ning Zhenzhen said: "But now the Southern Supervisory Department is very powerful, and now it only needs a beautiful appearance."

Fakong nodded.

The last battle to make a name for himself, but was slapped in the face by Li Ying, which made the Southern Supervisory Department lose face.

Now that people have almost forgotten about it, the Southern Supervisory Department must be thinking of making another big case and publicizing it.

He asked, "What case are you going to handle this time?"

"As far as I know, it's about chasing a rapist." Ning Zhenzhen frowned.

As a woman, she hates rapists the most.

Rapists are also hated by almost everyone, especially families with daughters, who hate them the most.

And when women hear about rapists, they feel uncomfortable all over and want to get rid of them as soon as possible.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "This time, masters from all over the country and all sects have flocked to Shenjing, and there are all kinds of people, and many evil people have also mixed in."

"They actually came to Shenjing to commit crimes?" Fakong shook his head, "I'm afraid they are tired of living."

Shenjing has four major infantry offices, the Shenwu Mansion, and the Green Clothes Internal Department, which can be said to be full of masters.

For those evil masters, Shenjing is a den of dragons and tigers.

"This is also a good place to make a name for yourself." Ning Zhenzhen said, "Especially many evil masters are eager for fame."

Fakong nodded: "Has the rapist been found this time?"

"His Qinggong is superb, and his actions leave no trace." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "This case originally belonged to the Internal Affairs Department, but it was snatched away by the Southern Supervision Department."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

"The Southern Supervisory Office is getting stronger and stronger now. Originally, the most hated prince was Prince Xin, but now, the most hated prince in Shenjing is Prince Duan." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "He really doesn't leave himself any way out. He is willing to do anything for the Southern Supervisory Office!"

"That's too much." Fakong said, "Can't the Green Internal Office do anything to them?"

"It is said that the lawsuit has been brought to the emperor. In the end, the emperor still supports Prince Duan and still hands the case over to the Southern Supervisory Office, but requires the Southern Supervisory Office to catch the rapist within three days."

"Within three days..." Fakong shook his head and said, "This is the emperor asking him to retreat. How can he catch him within three days?"

If he could catch him within three days, it would not be the Southern Supervisory Office's turn to come out and grab him. He might have already caught up.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "But Prince Duan was full of confidence and accepted the mission."

"Really..." Fakong shook his head. He stared at the direction of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Junior sister, I have to go back to the Vajra Temple first. Let's stop here tonight. I won't be back in the next two days."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded, without trying to keep him, and just said, "Goodbye, senior brother."

Fakong clasped his hands together, nodded slightly, and then disappeared in a flash.

Ning Zhenzhen was thoughtful.

Why did senior brother suddenly change his mind and leave in a hurry, as if he was hiding from someone. Is there anyone that senior brother is afraid of now?

Except for the emperor, senior brother Fakong seems to be fearless.

At this time, outside the Vajra Temple, three black-robed old men were standing quietly outside the temple gate, bathing in the moonlight and motionless.

After a moment, Zhao Guangfei, the leader, said in a deep voice: "Let's knock on the door."

The other two black-robed old men nodded.

Zhao Guangfei came closer, and before he knocked, the door slowly opened.

Zhao Guangfei smiled, thinking it was a good sign, so he put his hands together and bowed.

Yuandeng opened the door and found that they looked different, so he bowed with a smile and asked the three great historians for advice.

When he heard their request, he immediately looked embarrassed.

"Why, we can't see Master Fakong, Master Fakong is too arrogant, right?" Zhao Guangfei said in a deep voice.

The old Hakka smiled and said helplessly: "It's not that we can't see him, but the abbot is no longer in Shenjing, and has returned to the Vajra Temple."

PS: Update completed.