Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong's purple gold robe fluttered, and his feet did not touch the ground, as if he was riding the wind.

In fact, he was riding the wind.

He no longer needed the energy to move in his body, but moved it directly under his feet, and his spirit could easily support his body.

They had been performing Qinggong, and did not notice that Fakong's Qinggong was any different from theirs.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash, and appeared a moment later, whispering: "Fortunately, they are not ungrateful."

After teaching them swordsmanship, if they were still not satisfied and felt that Fakong's teachings were not enough, then he would not be able to help but teach them a lesson.

He had seen too many greedy and ungrateful ungrateful people who were grateful for the favors, and he hated them deeply.

Fakong smiled and said: "Their character is still good enough, but their vision is shallow and they have little experience. They will be better when they arrive in Shenjing."

It is indeed difficult to figure out people's fate.

Who would have thought that after they met him, they were enlightened by him, and they all became famous in Shenjing.

Especially after joining the Southern Supervisory Department, it was like a fish entering the sea, like a tiger with wings, flying into the sky.

Chu Ling, Xu Qingluo, Zhou Yu, Zhou Yang and others were in the front, performing Qinggong and running fast while discussing the few people yesterday.

Fakong and the other three were chatting in the back.

The next two days were calm and there was nothing strange or interesting, which made Chu Ling feel a little bored.

The scenery was good, and the scenery that could not be seen in Shenjing was just so-so after seeing it more often, nothing great.

The key is to have excitement, otherwise it would be boring.

Fakong sneered at her idea.

There was no such excitement, especially when they were walking in the wilderness, where there were few people, let alone excitement.

"Otherwise, let's walk along the official road." Chu Ling suggested.

Xu Qingluo, Zhou Yu, Zhou Yang hurriedly agreed.

This was also the result of their discussion, but Chu Ling and Fakong were more likely to agree.

Fakong nodded in agreement.

Walking on the official road, you can indeed see more people.

Seeing more people means you can see more people's hearts and more human conditions, which is of great benefit to Xu Qingluo and the others.

A bright moon hangs high in the sky.

The cold moonlight shines on the courtyard.

Lin Wanyu practices sword under the moon.

A white dress wraps her slender and graceful body.

The sword light is as bright as water, and it is indistinguishable from the moonlight.

Fakong transformed into the appearance of the great elder Zhou Yushan, fell silently, and stood quietly by to watch.

Lin Wanyu quickly sheathed her sword and saluted with her fists: "Elder."

Under the moonlight, her eyes were clear, her face was slightly red, and she was cool and aggressive.

Fakong nodded; "Your swordsmanship has improved."

Lin Wanyu smiled and said: "With the guidance of the elder, I have a deeper understanding of swordsmanship."

Fakong nodded with satisfaction.

Lin Wanyu extended her hand and solemnly invited him to sit down at the wooden table to talk.

The teacup was already brewed.

Fakong felt warm to the touch, and it had been a while.

Lin Wanyu was careful, and knew the time he would appear, so she brewed tea in advance.

Fakong raised the cup and took a sip, and the fragrance warmed his internal organs.

He had just visited Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen and the third sister Meng Jie had already gotten along very well.

Wisdom and clarity were really the best weapon to please someone, and it was easy and natural.

Meng Jie had already regarded Ning Zhenzhen as a confidant, and the relationship quickly became close.

Moreover, at this time, when everyone was not optimistic about her, Ning Zhenzhen took the initiative to approach her, which was like sending charcoal in the snow, warming people's hearts, how could she not be happy.

Ning Zhenzhen did not ask for anything, but often talked to Meng Jie, discussed martial arts, and exchanged martial arts.

Everyone knew that Mo Youlan had gone astray, and her martial arts had been lost, and she needed to practice back little by little.

Ning Zhenzhen got Mo Youlan's memory and cultivation experience, so she could practice with half the effort. In addition, she was much more talented than Mo Youlan, and she made rapid progress.

This did not arouse others' suspicion.

After all, she was no different from the real Mo Youlan, without any flaws, not to mention that it was normal for her to practice again faster than the first time.

Fakong chatted with Ning Zhenzhen for an hour, and came to Lin Wanyu. Seeing that Lin Wanyu still had the leisure to practice sword, he knew that the matter was solved, and how could those disciples be exposed.

"Elder, they evacuated in time." Lin Wanyu said softly: "It's just that the main hall was completely destroyed. It is said that the ground has been dug ten feet. The whole main hall has been completely unrecognizable and unbearable to see."

As she spoke, her face gradually became serious, and her voice gradually became smaller, unable to hide her depression and pain.

The main hall of Kunshan Holy Church was founded by the founder, which was no different from the ancestral tomb of a person. It was a very unpleasant feeling to have the ancestral tomb dug.

Fakong said slowly: "It's just a waste of effort."

"Will they really dig out our secret library?" Lin Wanyu said worriedly: "If the secret library is really dug out..."

Without the secret library, there will be no capital for revival. The entire Kunshan Holy Church will completely decline and continue to decline. Even if most of the disciples are there, it will be difficult to stop the decline.

Fakong's thoughtful eyes turned to Lin Wanyu's beautiful face.

Lin Wanyu smiled and said: "Elder, are you suspicious of me?"

Fakong still had a cold face and said lightly: "You don't have to worry about these. We have already prevented such a situation. If it is so easy to find the secret library, our Holy Church would have been finished long ago!"

"Yes." Lin Wanyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It seems that our secret library is not in the main temple."

"Not here." Fakong nodded: "There are only nine of us in the world who know where the secret vault is. Now..."

He shook his head.

Lin Wanyu saw that his face was calm, but his eyes were lonely, and said softly: "Where did the elders reincarnate?"

"We are looking for them." Fakong's eyes quickly returned to indifference, and he said lightly: "Your task is heavier. Has the Southern Supervisory Department sent people in?"

"Nine people have already gone in." Lin Wanyu said: "This is the first batch, and there will be a second batch, adding twelve more."

"Where are the green-clothed internal officials?"

"There are still six now." Lin Wanyu said: "Their identities are very safe, and they are not practicing our secret techniques, so they will not be discovered."

Fakong nodded.

"Elder, according to the news I received, the Southern Supervisory Department is plotting revenge against the Green Internal Department. Although they have been merged now, the Southern Supervisory Department does not want to let the Green Internal Department go."

"What are they going to do?"

"They want to kill twelve people from the Green Internal Department, and the list has even been drawn up."

"What a courage."

Lin Wanyu frowned: "It's really crazy, but it's in the heart of the Southern Supervisory Department, so no one stopped it, but instead fueled the flames and vowed to achieve their goal."

"Prince Duan also knows about it, right?"

"...He should know." Lin Wanyu frowned and said: "Just pretending not to know."

"It's ill-intentioned." Fakong said slowly.

Lin Wanyu said: "Prince Duan is a paranoid and crazy person. If the Southern Supervisory Department falls into his hands, it will be very troublesome. Should we send more people in?"

"Just leave it like this now, no need to add more people." Fakong said indifferently: "This is the kind of person we need."

If it were replaced by a neutral and peaceful person, or a calm and steady person like Prince Xin, the Southern Supervisory Department would not be as large as it is now.

Don't even think about completing the emperor's vision.

After all, the resistance is too great. Without a bit of paranoia, it is difficult to make the Southern Supervisory Department grow or even become arrogant.

Swords are often double-edged. They can hurt others and of course they can hurt themselves. Choosing the lesser of two evils is the knowledge of employing people.

"Elder, do we not need to intervene?"

"What do you think?" Fakong said indifferently.

This voice is not a question, but a rebuke.

Lin Wanyu nodded gently: "We are hidden like the earth, lurking and forbearing, allowing the outside world to change."

Fakong snorted: "Watch more, listen more, collect more information, we need to know if there is any movement, but we don't have to participate. Gathering information is to protect ourselves, not to stir up the wind and clouds and expose ourselves!"

"Yes." Lin Wanyu responded solemnly.

Fakong drank the tea in one gulp, floated up, swept over the wall and disappeared into the night.

Lin Wanyu's bright eyes flashed, staring at Fakong's disappearing back motionlessly until Fakong completely disappeared.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

The great elder's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and his cultivation is increasing. It may be that the pain of the headquarters being destroyed stimulated him to practice desperately.

I can feel his depression and pain. How lonely and difficult it is to support the sky alone.

At this time, he can still keep his mind stable. He is worthy of being the great elder!

Five days later in the evening, Fakong and his party came to a small city called Sifang City.

There were not many people coming and going at the north gate, unlike the capital, which was most crowded in the morning and evening.

In the twilight, the group quickly entered the city.

The six city guards were just decorations, and they ignored them lazily, talking and laughing together.

Entering the city, it was quite prosperous.

Along the way, they had seen many small cities like this, with only one or two streets prosperous, and the rest of the places were deserted.

They came to Zhixing Restaurant, the largest restaurant on the most prosperous street in the city.

As soon as they sat down, Xu Qingluo couldn't wait to ask in a low voice: "Master, why are we here?"

If they went south to the direction of the Holy Church of Light, this Sifang City would not be on the way, so why did they turn here?

This was a detour.

But they knew that Fakong must have a deep meaning in his actions. Xu Qingluo had asked on the way, but Fakong just smiled and said nothing.

Fakong said: "Wait and see."

"Master!" Xu Qingluo wanted to ask.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

He had already circled the entire Sifang City quickly, and returned in a moment.

"It's quite lively here." Lin Feiyang smiled, "It's more lively than I thought, there seems to be a gold mine."

Chu Ling's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked at Fakong: "Are we going to rob the gold mine?"

Lin Feiyang said, "The gold mine is guarded by people from the Shenwu Mansion."

"With them here, no one dares to rob the gold mine, right?"

Xu Qingluo said, "Sister Chu, you underestimate them too much. Even with people from the Shenwu Mansion here, they will still rob. People die for money."

"Xiao Qingluo is right." Lin Feiyang said, "I think there are still people who are ready to make a move and want to do something ruthless."

"Is there something lively to watch?" Chu Ling asked.

Lin Feiyang looked at Fakong.

Fakong suddenly smiled, stood up and waved, "Brother Xu."

A young man in a black robe just came upstairs.

He was ugly, with a dark complexion, slightly yellow hair, a beard, and dusty.

He dragged his heavy body upstairs step by step, looking extremely tired.

Suddenly he saw Fakong, and a bright smile appeared on his ugly face.

He changed his slow appearance and came over with big strides, not caring how shiny and new Fakong's purple gold cassock was, and gave him a tight hug and laughed.