Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He is invulnerable to swords and spears, and even if the sword breaks, it will not hurt his hand.

He rubbed it slowly, and the hard fragments slowly bent little by little under the tyrannical force, and then gradually he forced them together to form a strange iron ball.

This process is very slow, after all, this sword would rather break than bend, just like the texture of ice.

It is hard to imagine that if you rub pieces of ice together, you will often get broken pieces.

"Abbot." Lin Feiyang clasped his hands and bowed: "Not very good."

"Hmm-?"

"This Zhang Yishan is impetuous and difficult to achieve success. Miss Zhu's sound killing technique is powerful, but the power is limited."

"Hmm."

"If you want to succeed, it will definitely not be possible to rely on the two of them." Lin Feiyang said: "Or I will take action."

"You can't take action." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang was helpless: "If we rely on only the two of them, I'm afraid that not only will we fail, but we will also die in it and die in vain."

He has been with Zhu Ni these two days and feels that Zhu Ni is a rare good girl.

Zhang Yishan doesn't care about this guy, he can die, but Zhu Ni shouldn't die in vain.

Zhu Ni's sound killing technique is magical, but its power is limited.

If there is no way to deal with the grandmaster, then the grandmasters of Huangquan Valley will have to be dealt with by Zhang Yishan alone.

Zhang Yishan's earth escape technique is okay, and the fire is pure, but no matter how good the earth escape is, it can't kill several grandmasters at once.

He really can't think of any other way to destroy Huangquan Valley except to help himself.

He also wants to destroy Huangquan Valley.

This Huangquan Valley is simply a disaster. If they are left, they will kill a large number of innocent people at any time.

Such a sect should be wiped out from the world and not let them live.

Fakong shook his head: "Only the two of them."

"Then..." Lin Feiyang frowned and thought hard.

Unfortunately, his brain power is really limited, and his imagination is also limited. It is useless to think hard, and he can't think of any solution.

He finally gave up helplessly and looked up at Fakong.

Fakong rubbed the iron ball and paced: "Try to think about it, is there any way."

Lin Feiyang scratched his head: "Forget it, I won't waste my efforts. Abbot, just tell me directly, what should we do?"

Fakong said: "Please ask them to come over first, I will help them and see if I can improve their cultivation, or other methods, you have to see the people first."

"I think their cultivation is very ordinary."

In the eyes of the great master, the master is indeed very ordinary, with a world of difference.

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang said: "Then I will bring them here now?"

"... In the evening." Fakong's eyes were faintly golden, and he cast them at Zhang Yishan and Zhu Ni.

——

A bright moon hung high in the sky.

The moonlight was like water.

The air at night became cool and pleasant, much friendlier than the scorching heat of the day.

"Aren't we going to find that sect? How did we get here?" Zhang Yishan saw a temple in front of him, lowered his voice and asked Lin Feiyang softly: "Are you going to destroy a temple?"

Lin Feiyang glanced at him.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the clear light fell on the mountains and forests.

The temple in the distance was hidden in the woods, revealing a quiet and peaceful meaning.

Zhu Ni smiled and glanced at Zhang Yishan, shaking her head secretly.

If it was really their target, how could they come here so swaggeringly instead of sneaking and hiding?

Zhang Yishan was still too impetuous, didn't like to use his brain, and his mouth came before his brain.

After being glanced at by Lin Feiyang, Zhang Yishan immediately became honest.

The strong are respected, and whoever is strong is the boss.

Lin Feiyang said: "The abbot is inside, see if you can improve your cultivation, so as not to die in vain."

Zhang Yishan couldn't help asking: "I wonder which master it is?"

Lin Feiyang snorted and was too lazy to answer.

Zhu Ni whispered, "Could it be Master Fakong?"

Lin Feiyang showed a look of approval and glanced at Zhang Yishan again.

Zhang Yishan scratched his head.

It's not that he hadn't thought about it before, but he thought that Shenjing was not close to here. Fakong was now a divine monk with a high reputation. How could he come here?

The three of them came to the temple gate, and Fakong's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Lin Feiyang agreed and pushed the door open.

The two also stepped into the temple and saw Fakong.

Under the moonlight, Fakong was wearing a purple and gold cassock, standing quietly in the middle of the courtyard, his eyes as calm as water.

"Abbot, this is Zhu Ni, this is Zhang Yishan."

"I am Fakong." Fakong clasped his hands and smiled.

Zhang Yishan and Zhu Ni hurriedly clasped their hands in return.

Zhang Yishan felt that Fakong's magical power was only used to pray for rain, and could not kill people, so he was not to be feared.

But when he really stood in front of Fakong, he couldn't help but think of Fakong's previous scene of stepping on the altar in the void, throwing his clothes of light into the air, turning into a pool of light, and then calling the wind and rain.

He felt inexplicably shorter, and was busy encouraging himself in his heart, taking a deep breath and straightening his chest.

Zhu Ni looked at Fakong curiously.

As a disciple of Shenwu Mansion, she certainly knew Fakong.

In her eyes, Fakong was a magical figure, with Buddhist magical powers and Buddhist mantras, and he was really the reincarnation of Buddha.

With such a figure in front of her, she also felt inexplicable pressure.

It was just that the opportunity was rare, and even though she felt extremely stressed, she still took the opportunity to take a good look at Fakong and see what this divine monk was like.

Unfortunately, Fakong looked ordinary, with ordinary looks and a calm expression. If he walked among a group of monks, it would be difficult to notice his existence.

Lin Feiyang said: "Abbot, Zhang Yishan's cultivation is a little bit stronger, but it is limited."

Fakong nodded: "Although his cultivation is not strong, it is pure."

Zhang Chaoshan smiled.

He was hit hard by Lin Feiyang, and his original arrogance was almost worn out, and he could not refute Lin Feiyang's words.

Lin Feiyang looked at Zhu Ni: "Miss Zhu's cultivation is indeed a little bit worse, Abbot, do you have any solution?"

Fakong looked at Zhu Ni.

Zhu Ni felt as if her clothes were taken off, and there was nothing on her body that could cover her up. She might feel uncomfortable.

Fakong retracted his gaze, thinking.

Lin Feiyang winked at Zhu Ni, signaling her to stay calm.

After a while, Fakong took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Yishan.

Zhang Yishan took it with doubts and looked at Fakong.

Fakong said: "It is blessed with the Rejuvenation Mantra and the Heart Cleansing Mantra, which can make you, Mr. Zhang, recover quickly and use your secret technique many times."

He knew that Zhang Yishan could kill the Grandmaster because of a secret technique that condensed all his cultivation into one strike.

Such secret techniques are rare, but they all have a fatal flaw, which is that they can only be used once.

After one time, if the opponent does not die, you have to wait for death.

In theory, such secret techniques will not be used unless it is a life-and-death moment.

But Zhang Yishan has the earth escape technique, which can draw strength from the earth. Even if the thief is gone, he can still use the escape technique twice.

These two escape techniques can escape.

Zhang Yishan was refreshed.

He has been trapped by the fact that his sword of killing gods can only be used once. After each use, he can't expect to recover for half a month.

During this half month, he is the weakest and most dangerous time.

He can only kill one Grandmaster. If there are multiple Grandmasters, he can only leave after killing them once.

Of course, since Si Zheng sent me here, I should only need to deal with one Grandmaster, and Si Zheng also promised that he could not deal with two Grandmasters.

There must be someone to help.

But after seeing Zhu Ni, although he was fascinated by Zhu Ni, he was worried in his heart, whether Zhu Ni could deal with the Grandmaster?

"Master, can I try?"

"Please." Fa Kong nodded.

"Swish!" With a flash of cold light, Zhang Yishan suddenly stabbed Lin Feiyang's shoulder with a sword, abruptly and strangely fast, to vent his anger.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash, and appeared behind Zhang Yishan's left the next moment.

Zhang Yishan saw Lin Feiyang disappear, turned around and stabbed behind him, still as fast as lightning.

But after the sword was stabbed out, he found that Lin Feiyang was not there. He glimpsed Fa Kong standing behind him from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly stabbed again.

Lin Feiyang disappeared again and appeared behind him on the left.

Zhang Yishan stabbed again.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

He stabbed out ten swords in one breath, but he didn't even touch Lin Feiyang's shadow.

Zhang Yishan stood with his sword hanging down, shaking his head helplessly.

His sword of killing gods was mysterious and unpredictable, enough to kill a grandmaster. The most important thing was that it was without warning and extremely fast.

He didn't let the grandmaster feel anything. When he felt something, the sword was already on him and he couldn't dodge it.

Lin Feiyang curled his lips.

Fakong nodded lightly: "It's okay to kill the grandmaster with this sword if it's unexpected."

The disciples of Huangquan Valley are mostly good at poison, and they are not so devoted to martial arts practice. They often improve their cultivation through poison skills and external objects, and they purely suppress others with their realm.

When they fight against the enemy, they often use poison skills instead of martial arts, so their experience in fighting is much different.

The gap between grandmasters is greater than the gap between grandmasters and masters. These grandmasters in Huangquan Valley are easy to kill.

Of course, you need to use the right method. If you use poison to kill them, they are the most difficult to kill.

Lin Feiyang thought for a moment: "It's barely enough."

Zhang Yishan, who was originally dejected, was now re-energized, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Fakong excitedly.

He had previously lost all his energy after performing one sword strike, but now he was still full of energy after performing ten sword strikes, as if he had never performed any, and could continue to perform.

This time, his energy was ten times stronger!

Fakong looked at Zhu Ni.

Zhu Ni was also refreshed.

Fakong thought for a moment, and took out a jade flute from his sleeve, which was crystal clear and warm, and the light flowed under the jade.

Zhu Ni took it with both hands.

Fakong said: "Try the power, and use Lin Feiyang to try it."

"Yes." Zhu Ni took the jade flute.

It was warm to the touch, and a strange feeling emerged in her heart.

It seemed that this jade flute was her body, completely integrated with her, and the flute and she became one.

She pursed her lips and blew gently, and strange power immediately flowed out of her mind and directly injected into the sound of the flute.

She felt that her spirit and the sound of the flute merged into one, floating away with the jade flute and drilling into Lin Feiyang.

Lin Feiyang seemed like a ball of light, and she was a small knife, stabbing directly into the ball of light.

Lin Feiyang snorted, with a look of pain on his face.

"Bang!" Zhang Yishan rolled his eyes and fainted.

He was vulnerable to the sound of the flute and couldn't even stand a small syllable.

Zhu Ni continued to play.

Lin Feiyang's face flushed, his gray shirt fluttered, his eyes flashed, and he was about to attack Zhu Ni.