Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Alas!" Xu Zhijian sighed comfortably.

Fakong smiled and said, "Brother Xu, can you finally take a break?"

"Well, I'm done with this busy period."

"What happened again?"

"I can't say." Xu Zhijian shook his head: "I'm too ashamed to say it."

Fakong smiled and changed the subject: "Brother Xu, you know more about Dayun. Do you think there are masters in Dayun who can kill a sect without making any sound and cannot be tracked?"

He guessed that it was another dirty thing between the sects under the rule of the Holy Church of Light.

Xu Zhijian pondered for a moment: "Such a person should be very secretive, but I really know that there is such a sect, which is good at assassination and hiding, and can't be found anywhere."

Xu Zhijian looked at Fakong: "You want to know about this sect, because what happened?"

Fakong said: "Dayongr Huangquan Valley was destroyed by someone, and died silently overnight, and Dayong was unable to track down the murderer."

"This is very much like the method of the Netherworld Sect." Xu Zhijian raised his eyebrows.

Fakong asked: "What means does the Netherworld Sect use to kill people?"

"Poison!" Xu Zhijian said.

Fakong pondered: "Netherworld Sect... Huangquan Valley..."

"Hey, Abbot, have you noticed that their names are very similar?" Lin Feiyang hurriedly said: "Could there be any origin?"

Fakong looked at Xu Zhijian.

Xu Zhijian shook his head: "I don't know much about the Netherworld Sect. Those who know about the Netherworld Sect are often dead people."

"Abbot, it's the best to have this Netherworld Sect. It's perfect." Lin Feiyang was completely relieved, satisfied, and proud.

Fakong nodded: "Brother Xu is done now, stay here for a few days, and we can also learn from each other."

His current realm is getting deeper and deeper. Without an opponent to learn from, he feels a little bit lacking.

Especially his own strength is too strong. Without sharpening, the control of strength is much worse and cannot be refined.

The Great Light Fist is an excellent whetstone.

Xu Zhijian agreed.

He suddenly laughed and said, "Fakong, you did the Huangquan Valley thing, didn't you?"

Fakong laughed.

Lin Feiyang stared at Xu Zhijian with wide eyes.

He knew Xu Zhijian was ugly, but really smart.

But it was still amazing that he could guess the truth through two sentences. He was really not as good as him.

"You did it, and the Netherworld Sect has to bear the blame." Xu Zhijian laughed and said, "The Netherworld Sect will not take this loss, and will definitely find a way to retaliate. It has always been others who have suffered losses from the Netherworld Sect, and the Netherworld Sect has never suffered losses."

Lin Feiyang snorted, "Then we have to know who did it."

"They are best at assassination and hiding, so they are also masters of tracking." Xu Zhijian said, "Even if Dayong can't catch up, they may not be able to catch up with you."

Fakong said, "Brother Xu, what is the reputation of the Netherworld Sect?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or evil, it only matters what you like." Xu Zhijian said, "They have only one reason to kill people: they want to kill."

Fakong nodded gently.

"Abbot, shall I go see them?" Lin Feiyang was immediately full of fighting spirit.

Since they will be rivals sooner or later, they should get to know each other earlier. It will be much easier to take action after knowing the other party's details.

Fakong looked at Xu Zhijian.

Xu Zhijian said: "No one knows where they are. I have only heard of them, but I have never seen them and I don't know them."

Lin Feiyang looked at Fakong eagerly.

Fakong said: "Wait for a while."

Lin Feiyang hurriedly said: "What if they react immediately and attack us directly?"

"They can't find out about us for a while. They have to deal with Dayong's revenge first," Fakong shook his head: "You are sending them to their door, which will attract their attention for nothing. Besides, we don't know where they are."

Lin Feiyang scratched his head, but was impatient.

He felt that fighting was more exciting. As the saying goes, when you are very quiet, you will think of moving. He was originally a person who could not sit still.

Becoming a grandmaster, and the wonders of the Yuying Sutra, if it weren't for Fakong's pressure, he would have felt that he could dominate the world and be free at will.

He firmly believed that although he didn't know where they were now, it would not be difficult for the abbot. The abbot must have a way, but he just didn't want to do it.

Xu Zhijian said: "I support Lin Feiyang this time. They will come to us sooner or later. It's better to know it early. It's not too much to guard against this Nether Sect."

"That's right." Lin Feiyang said hurriedly: "Old Xu thinks so, abbot, think of a way."

Fakong pondered, his eyes suddenly became deep, looking at Lin Feiyang, and then at Xu Zhijian. Xu Zhijian's eyes glowed white, resisting Fakong's clairvoyance.

But the Heart of Light couldn't block Fakong's clairvoyance, it just made himself feel a little more comfortable.

Fakong retracted his gaze and nodded: "We haven't found them yet, but they came to us first."

"Did they find out about us?" Lin Feiyang said in surprise: "Are they so powerful?"

"They came for Brother Xu." Fakong said: "They want to assassinate Brother Xu."

Xu Zhijian frowned and his face darkened.

Fakong said, "How did Brother Xu offend them?"

"I don't remember offending them." Xu Zhijian shook his head slowly and said, "But they act strangely and inexplicably. They would kill you even if you didn't offend them."

Lin Feiyang said in surprise, "Old Xu, you are a disciple of the Holy Church of Light. They actually want to assassinate you. Aren't they too bold?"

"They don't have the Holy Church of Light in their eyes." Xu Zhijian said, "It seems I have to be prepared."

Fakong pointed to the ground and said, "They assassinated you here."

"Damn, they don't even take our Vajra Temple seriously!" Lin Feiyang exclaimed: "This is too crazy!"

Xu Zhijian was also surprised.

After all, he was an outstanding disciple of the Holy Church of Light, and the reputation of the Divine Monk Fakong was now very popular. They actually dared to assassinate him in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

How arrogant is this?

After thinking about it, he felt that it was not so outrageous.

The name of the Divine Monk Fakong was famous all over the world, but what made it famous was his magical Buddhist mantras, like the Buddha's incarnation, not his strong martial arts.

In everyone's impression, it takes a lot of time to practice Buddhist mantras. If you have time to practice this, you don't have time to practice martial arts.

So the martial arts level of the Divine Monk Fakong should not be high.

What's more, Fakong usually hides his depth, and others can't see his realm, so they think his realm is very shallow.

And assassinating him in front of Fakong will cause a bigger sensation and make the face of the Holy Church of Light even more tarnished.

Is the Netherworld Sect going to change its past style of doing things, to show its power of deterrence, and to start to become famous?

His thoughts were flooding.

Fakong shook his head and sighed: "They almost succeeded, and their most powerful skill is not poison, but swordsmanship."

"Hmm?"

"This sword..." Fakong shook his head and sighed: "It's really eye-opening."

His swordsmanship has now reached an extremely profound level, especially this time he has absorbed the essence of swordsmanship from Dugu Xiaqing, which is even more exquisite.

But seeing this sword, I still feel amazed. This is a sword that is almost unsolvable. The sword intent is gloomy and terrifying, as if the underworld is wide open, and thousands of ghosts are pouring out. There is no way to avoid it, no way to avoid it, no way to block it, and no way to stop it.

With such a sword thrust out, it seems that you can only close your eyes and wait for death.

If Xu Zhijian's will was not pure and solid, and he reacted in time, and he also practiced the magical function of protecting his body to move his heart horizontally, this sword would have killed him.

"The most powerful thing about the Netherworld Sect is swordsmanship?" Xu Zhijian frowned: "So, I got the wrong information?"

"I'm afraid it was released deliberately." Fakong said: "Since the Netherworld Sect is so secretive, how could anyone know this news? Deliberately confuse people to achieve the purpose of confusing the enemy."

"They really did it." Xu Zhijian said.

Fakong looked at him for a few times, and a string of Buddhist beads flew out of his sleeve: "Wear this, this is stronger than your original one."

Xu Zhijian took the Buddhist beads and put them directly on his left wrist, took off the original Buddhist beads from his right wrist, stroked them, and said with emotion: "I really can't bear to part with them."

The Buddhist beads have been covered with starch, so we know that he must have stroked them often.

He usually strokes them and never leaves them, not only because it gives him strength, but also because it is a gift from Fakong. This friendship warms him and dispels the loneliness in his heart.

Fakong said: "Then keep it."

"...Okay." Xu Zhijian put it back.

Fakong's eyes suddenly became deep.

Xu Zhijian looked at him helplessly.

It was really uncomfortable to be observed by the divine eye.

Fakong smiled: "With this string of Buddhist beads, my life is finally saved."

"Don't take the opportunity to kill him?" Xu Zhijian said.

Fakong said: "Of course I have to take the opportunity to kill him."

What he saw was Xu Zhijian being assassinated in the room.

He couldn't let Xu Zhijian live in his room, and he couldn't always watch him, so this assassin was hard to guard against and might attack when he wasn't paying attention.

He needed to keep an eye on the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, so as not to give this assassin a chance to sneak in.

It would be best if he could attack directly when he sneaked in.

Yuandeng's voice sounded outside: "Abbot."

"Uncle Yuandeng, come in and talk."

Yuandeng came in with a smile.

Xu Zhijian stood up and bowed, Yuandeng bowed back, and said with a smile: "Abbot, the pilgrims outside strongly request that you give some more rejuvenation spells."

"Lin Feiyang."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang agreed and went into his room.

When he came out, he was already carrying a small red sandalwood box of one meter square, which contained the rejuvenation spell written by Fakong.

Lin Feiyang said while carrying the red sandalwood box: "Abbot, I will go and distribute it, don't let them mess around."

"Well, go ahead." Fakong nodded.

This offending thing Lin Feiyang likes to do the most.

Yuandeng bowed and retreated.

Xu Zhijian smiled and said: "Fakong, your name as a divine monk is getting louder and louder. It won't be long before it will be heard throughout Daqian, and even Dayun Dayong."

Fakong smiled and nodded.

His reputation has at least spread to Yunjing, and Dugu Xiaqing knows it.

However, because he has been staying in Shenjing, his influence is still limited and has not been able to spread quickly.

What you hear is not what you see.

If you want them to believe, you have to let them see, not just hear.

Now I can only stay in Shenjing, and people with terminal illnesses from other places can only rush to Shenjing for medical treatment.

Xu Zhijian said: "This heavy snow has saved countless lives, and the merits are immeasurable."

Fakong smiled even more.

The merits are indeed not small.

And after this time, the merits will increase, like a snowball, and my cultivation will enter a state of rapid progress.

"Come on, Brother Xu, let's go and exchange a few moves, and try the swordsmanship of the Netherworld Sect first." Fakong said with a smile.

While he was talking, he had already stayed in the Wheel of Time Tower for ten days, studying the sword he saw from the assassin of the Netherworld Sect.