Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong nodded.

This Bai Jingqian is indeed troublesome.

If he is a bad guy, it would be simple. No matter whether he is a disciple of Chunshui Sword Sect or not, he can be directly destroyed.

But he is just a pure martial arts fanatic, and he has no ill will towards the world and human hearts.

Otherwise, he would not easily tell his understanding of swordsmanship.

This is a true secret that is not passed on.

Others would not be so generous.

He wants to improve his swordsmanship and want to obtain higher cultivation. He has no other evil thoughts about Li Ying.

Li Ying ignored him, but because Fakong told her in advance about the disgusting methods of the Southern Supervisory Department, she had to avoid him.

Otherwise, she really had to exchange a few moves to see how good his swordsmanship is and whether she could gain anything.

Even though Li Ying can now suppress the Grandmaster with her sword, she is still trying to improve. She plans to use her swordsmanship as a foundation to find the way to the Grandmaster.

Fakong said, "Young Master, if you have time, let's have a sword fight to see if my sword skills have improved."

"Fight with me?" Li Ying smiled.

Bai Jingqian, who was staring at her, smiled.

Her cold jade face smiled, like the sun shining on ice and snow, and his mood improved.

Fakong said, "Young Master Li, do you look down on my sword skills?"

"...Okay, then let's exchange a few moves." Li Ying pondered, "Why don't you come to my yard?"

"...Okay, let's have lunch." Fakong said.

He was going to Ning Zhenzhen's place in the evening.

He met Ning Zhenzhen almost every night, drinking tea or wine, chatting about everything, talking about what he saw and heard that day, and analyzing each other's strange stories, which were quite rewarding.

It had become a habit.

After lunch, Fakong appeared in Li Ying's yard.

In Li Ying's yard, besides her, there were also Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai.

The two were very polite to Fakong, clasping their hands together and being respectful.

Such respect was half due to Fakong's fame and magical powers, and half due to Li Ying's closeness to him.

Li Ying was free and easy, and she was not arrogant when she was with the disciples of Cantian Dao, but it was difficult for her to get really close to anyone.

The two of them were the closest to her, but they just walked together on weekdays, which was completely different from her relationship with Fakong.

Fakong looked at Li Ying.

Li Ying was standing in the middle of the yard, wearing a white outfit, revealing her proud figure that she had always concealed.

She stared at Fakong with a solemn face, like a sword out of its sheath.

Fakong smiled and said, "Is this the cultivation of sword intent?"

"Yes." Li Ying said solemnly, "It is the sword intent, you have to be careful."

She had been speculating on Fakong's cultivation, because Fakong hid it so tightly that she couldn't even feel it, which was so profound that it was beyond measure.

She would never believe that Fakong had no cultivation. Without cultivation and only supernatural powers, he would never have such confidence and calmness.

In this world, martial arts are the foundation and confidence.

Fakong smiled and said, "I have long admired your peerless swordsmanship. Today I can finally see it."

"Master, please." Li Ying said, "Are you leaking my sword intention?"

Fakong smiled and nodded.

Li Ying said solemnly, "It's useless."

A sword slid down from the sleeve of Fakong's cassock, and he drew the sword out of the sheath. He shook it lightly, and the sword body was as clear as a pool of autumn water. He smiled and stabbed it out: "Look at the sword."

The tip of the sword has reached Li Ying's eyebrows.

Li Ying was not in a hurry, and she drew her sword sideways, and the tip of the sword also reached Fakong's heart. The speed was extremely fast.

Fakong praised.

Li Ying's swordsmanship has improved again.

She is indeed a genius, who knows everything. She has completely realized the essence of swordsmanship and is running towards a path far superior to ordinary people.

Her sword carries an inexplicable aura.

This is a melancholy atmosphere, which makes people feel depressed, their fighting spirit weakened, and then their reaction slows down.

Fakong's mind raced.

If ordinary people really can't bear the influence of this sword intent, they can't get rid of it, and they will involuntarily form a demon in their hearts that affects their sword.

He is mentally strong and can be exempted from this influence.

He can pretend to be affected, and then give her a surprise attack, which is enough to defeat her.

But he doesn't want to do this.

He just wants to defeat her uprightly.

A woman like Li Ying is proud, self-respecting and self-reliant. If she can't be defeated from the strongest point, she will never be convinced.

Even if the master calls her respectfully and loudly, she is still as proud in her bones and wants to look down on herself.

So he needs to defeat her first.

"Ding..." In the clear sound, Fakong's left hand fingers are like swords, and gently tap on the tip of Li Ying's sword.

The sound of metal clashing doesn't sound like fingers and swords, but more like the collision of two sword tips.

Li Ying trembled.

A strong force came from the sword, instantly crushing her strength. Her body was like an undefended city, allowing the opponent to gallop.

The tip of Fakong's sword stopped at her forehead, and he smiled and said, "Young Master, thank you."

Li Ying's sword had unconsciously drooped down, limp and powerless.

Fakong then reached out and patted her shoulder.

The strong force was originally running wild in her body, and when his palm touched it, it immediately found an outlet and instantly drilled into his palm.

Li Ying's body lightened and her face turned pale.

The feeling of having her body messed up was very uncomfortable. She wanted to vomit but couldn't, and her whole body was soft and powerless.

"I forgot to lower my cultivation level," Fakong smiled sheepishly: "Then let's do it again. This time I will seal part of the power and use the master level."

Li Ying glared at him angrily: "Master, you did it on purpose!"

Fakong smiled and said: "This is also a reminder to the young master."

Li Ying hummed: "Don't let me rely on my swordsmanship to lose my true intention, get lost in swordsmanship, and delay the improvement of my cultivation."

"Actually, I have nothing to worry about." Fa Kong said with a smile: "With your intelligence, young master, you will not fall into this trap."

"I use swordsmanship to improve my cultivation, but you reminded me that swordsmanship is swordsmanship after all, and cultivation is fundamental. We must use our strengths and avoid weaknesses, and we cannot compete with others in cultivation."

"That's right." Fakong smiled and nodded: "Come again."

Li Ying was not in a hurry to take action: "If you don't use swordsmanship, can you block my swordsmanship?"

"Can I give it a try?"

"Tsk!" Li Ying's sword reached Fakong's throat again.

"Ding..." Fa Kong's index finger and middle finger were raised like swords and held in front of his throat, making a sound of gold and iron.

This time, Li Ying didn't feel the tyrannical force penetrate the sword blade and penetrate into her body, knowing that he was suppressing his cultivation.

This is not to suppress him to the master level, but to use no strength at all and only rely on his body to block his own sword.

"laugh!"

"bite……"

"laugh!"

"bite……"

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Li Ying and Zhou Tianhuai couldn't see her sword clearly. They could only see Fakong holding the sword upside down with his right hand and sticking it to his right arm. The index and middle fingers of his left hand were raised like swords, pointing here and there, as if pointing at random, but Blocking the sword tip accurately every time.

His fingers were a light golden color, and the sound they made when they collided with the tip of the sword was the sound of sword tip against sword tip, as if it were really made of fine gold.

Li Ying suddenly retreated and the sword light dispersed.

She stood with a sword in hand, her fair face covered with a layer of carmine, and she was so delicate and charming, but it was because her blood energy was driving her to the extreme.

She had already activated the sword as fast as possible, the most cunning, weird and bizarre, but she still could not break the blockade between his two fingers.

"This move asks the immortal to guide you." Fakong raised his left index and middle fingers and said with a smile.

Li Ying pursed her red lips tightly and stared at him.

Full of dissatisfaction, but helpless.

Fakong smiled and said: "It seems that Young Master Li wants to see my swordsmanship, so I won't use the Vajra Indestructible Magic, only the sword."

"...Okay." Li Ying endured her anger and nodded slowly.

First, he doesn't need the cultivation of a great master, and then he doesn't use the indestructible power of the Vajra. If he doesn't use these two abilities that can suppress him, why do he still need to compete?

Thinking of this, she was really frustrated.

But her perseverance holds her up, as well as her proud swordsmanship, to see if she can win the battle.

Fakong smiled and shook his sword gently, and a plum blossom trembled from the tip of the sword. Then he stabbed it, and a plum blossom bloomed immediately.

The plum blossom quickly expanded ten times in size and enveloped Li Ying.

The sword moves are quite complicated, and the speed should be slow, but it happens in an instant, faster than imagined.

This is an illusion. The sword moves give people the feeling of being slow, and the sword tip is already close to you.

"Ding ding ding..."

"Chichi!"

"Ding ding ding ding..."

"laugh!"

The two groups of swords sometimes intersected, each stabbed at its target, and sometimes they clashed and blocked each other.

Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai could not see clearly the tip of the sword. They could only see the two masses of clear light constantly overlapping and separating, overlapping and then separating again.

Fakong smiled and said: "Young Master Li, be careful, I'm going to use my full strength."

"Come on!" Li Ying hummed.

She also activated the secret technique.

"bite……"

"laugh!"

There was a crisp sound in Fukong's chest, but he was hit by a sword, but Fukong's sword stopped in front of Li Ying's heart.

The tip of the sword was about to touch her towering left heart, but it just missed it.

"Accept!" Fakong smiled and sheathed his sword.

The long sword retracted into his sleeve and disappeared.

Li Zhu stared at his sleeve curiously. He didn't pay attention to who won or lost between the two. It was meaningless.

What he was most curious about was where Fakong's sword was hidden and why he couldn't see it.

The sleeves of the cassock are wide, but no matter how wide they are, it is impossible to hide the sword inside without showing any traces.

Fakong just did it, it's hard to believe he was carrying a sword.

This made Li Zhuji curious about how he did it.

Zhou Tianhuai stared at the tip of Li Ying's sword.

Li Ying shook her head.

The tip of her sword penetrated Fakong's mouth, but the cassock could not pierce, let alone his skin.

The magical power of Vajra Indestructibility has reached an extremely deep state.

And this cassock is obviously a treasure.

"My swordsmanship is not as good as yours." Li Ying returned the sword to its sheath, her fair and beautiful face looking calm.

It was supposed to be like this, so she couldn't accept it if it was true, and her heart suddenly felt at ease inexplicably.

Fakong smiled and said: "Our swordsmanship is pretty even."

Li Ying's swordsmanship was inferior to his own, but Li Ying's swordsmanship talent was astonishing. When he struck, he would have flashes of inspiration, and he could perform beyond his level, barely tying with himself.

Of course, this is the result of suppressing his cultivation to the master level.

If you use all your strength, you can certainly crush her.

Li Ying shook her head.

She swung out her sword, but the Grand Master had no power to fight back. The sword was too fast and they couldn't react.

But Fa Kong's sword was even faster than his own.

"Bang bang!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside, and the voice said urgently: "Sicheng, something happened!"