Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Young Master?" Li Zhu felt something was wrong.

Li Ying's steps were light, and she didn't look seriously injured at all, let alone dying.

And her face slowly regained its rosy color, as if she wasn't injured.

Zhou Huaitian, who was supporting Li Ying, also noticed something was wrong and turned his head to look.

Li Ying said, "Okay, let go."

Zhou Huaitian quickly let go and said in surprise, "Young Master, you..."

"It's just acting." Li Ying said.

"Acting...acting?" Li Zhu said in surprise, "Young Master, what kind of play is this?"

"Anyway, just take it as real." Li Ying said, "We two must have a falling out now to calm down the trouble."

"What trouble?"

"Is it a rumor in the Six Paths?" Zhou Huaitian shook his head and said, "Some guys with bad intentions are gossiping."

"Why didn't I hear it?"

"You?" Zhou Huaitian shook his head and smiled.

Li Zhu's mind was simple, and others knew that he was the young master's confidant, so they wouldn't say this in front of him.

After all, he was the hall master, and his subordinates had people who were looking for information. After hearing the report, they realized that something was wrong.

But there was nothing he could do after knowing it.

It was hard to argue. The fact was that the young master was close to Master Fakong, closer than any other man.

Even if he argued, others would not believe him.

Li Ying snorted and said, "They are hoping that I have something to do with the master, and then take the opportunity to get rid of both of them in one fell swoop."

"...Yes." Zhou Tianhuai sighed, "Young master, this matter is indeed a trouble, but I'm afraid they won't believe it if you just fall out with the master."

He suddenly felt that what he had just said was too fake.

The two of them started fighting as soon as they said they would, which was completely contrary to their usual style of doing things. People who were familiar with them might find it hard to believe.

They were shocked by her injuries for a while, and they were so concerned that they were confused, and they didn't have time to think about anything else.

Now that they calmed down, they felt something was wrong.

If others didn't care about the young master so much, and were calmer, they might see the flaws at a glance and probably wouldn't believe it.

"What does it matter whether they believe it or not?" Li Ying said calmly: "Do I have to make them believe it?"

Zhou Tianhuai was startled and nodded thoughtfully.

Li Ying said: "I was stabbed in the heart by him. He wanted to kill people. If they still don't believe it, then they are unreasonable."

"Young master, your injury..." Zhou Tianhuai hesitated.

He saw with his own eyes that Li Ying was stabbed in the heart, and the tip of Fakong's sword was bleeding. It couldn't be fake.

"Well, it was a little off." Li Ying said: "It was a hair's breadth."

Her face was calm, but she was shocked in her heart.

Fakong could use the sword to such a delicate degree.

The tip of the sword was as flexible and delicate as his fingers, no more and no less, just piercing the skin but only breaking a layer of skin.

And it was just a little off the heart.

She put a layer of cotton cloth on her chest in advance, and it looked like the stab went deep, but in fact it only broke the skin.

She thought to herself that she could do it if she was still.

But in motion, in fighting, she couldn't do this.

So, I can't compare with Fakong, not only in swordsmanship, but also in the control of the sword.

Li Zhu's face eased at this moment, scratching his head: "My tone just now was not very good, Master..."

Li Ying said: "I won't blame you."

"Master is broad-minded and won't blame me. I'm afraid that Lin Feiyang..." Li Zhu looked worried: "I'm afraid he will retaliate against me."

"How to retaliate?" Li Ying smiled.

"Anyway, he has many tricks." Li Zhu looked worried, then threw it away and laughed: "But young master, no matter whether you acted fake or not, this injury is really bluffing. I think I was scared. This will cover up most of it. You have to believe it even if you don't believe it. Injuries can't deceive people."

"That's true." Zhou Tianhuai smiled and nodded.

Li Ying walked forward in silence.

She suddenly sneered.

I had expected this day to come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.

If I don't want to be a demon lord, it's okay to befriend the disciples of the three major sects. On the contrary, it will encourage me.

If the witch destroyed a disciple of the three major sects, they would only applaud.

But if he wanted to be the Demon Lord, that was a fatal shortcoming, and they would not let go of this weakness.

The same was true for Fakong.

As a disciple of the Vajra Temple, and his master Yuanzhi had the precedent of Aunt Tang, he must bear great pressure.

No one pursued it before, but it did not mean that no one would pursue it. Now it has finally emerged, and someone from the Great Snow Mountain Sect is going to trouble him.

So the two of them will eventually break up, otherwise everyone will be uneasy.

This day finally came, she still felt melancholy and sighed helplessly.

Zhou Tianhuai advised: "Young Master, since it is acting, it is not real, and it's nothing."

He saw that Li Ying was in a low mood.

Li Zhu snorted: "But young master, why is it you who was injured, not Master Fakong."

The three have returned to Li Ying's courtyard.

Li Ying glanced at him.

Li Zhu chuckled and scratched his head, saying, "I just feel indignant. Young Master, you are such a great swordsman, how could you lose to him!"

Li Zhu continued, "Master Fakong is famous for his Buddhist magical powers, not his swordsmanship... Wouldn't this seem too fake?"

"You think I've brought shame to Cantian Dao!" Li Ying said unhappily.

Li Zhu chuckled twice: "Young Master, everyone knows how strong you are. Of course, you won't lose face. But there's no need to praise Master Fakong, right?"

He felt that Li Ying did this on purpose, deliberately raising Fakong's status and reputation, and repaying Fakong.

Zhou Tianhuai also looked at Li Ying curiously.

Li Ying sat down at the stone table, and Li Zhu hurriedly made tea and served water, and nervously asked if he wanted to take a magic pill to heal his wounds.

"Do you think I deliberately let him go?" Li Ying snorted.

Li Zhu said in surprise: "Isn't it? Young Master, you don't mean that Master Fakong's swordsmanship is really that strong?"

"In fact, I wanted to stab him in the heart, but unfortunately..." Li Ying shook her head: "Our fight was both real and fake."

The falling out was fake, and the fighting was real.

There was no letting up.

They both showed top swordsmanship, but unfortunately the average person's vision was not good enough to see the exquisiteness and astonishment contained in it.

But the two masters of Tianhai Sword School could see it.

The two of them were shocked and motionless. Even when Fakong and his group left, they did not follow them as ordered.

They sat at the table blankly, their expressions dull, as if they were in a trance. In fact, they kept replaying the fight between Fakong and Li Ying in their minds.

They were like drunkards who encountered the supreme wine, immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves. They savored it over and over again, and every time they savored it, they would gain new gains and new discoveries, and felt that they benefited a lot.

"Is Master Fakong's swordsmanship really better than yours, young master?"

Li Zhu still looked half-believing and half-doubting.

Zhou Tianhuai was the same.

Li Ying lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes opened and closed gently like a fan, sipping tea lightly, and was too lazy to answer.

She didn't want to answer a second time.

It's not that Li Zhu didn't hear clearly, but that he couldn't believe this fact.

In his eyes, the best swordsman in the world must be Li Ying, and no one can surpass him.

But Fakong, who has always been famous for Buddhism, is actually better than Li Ying's swordsmanship, which is beyond Li Zhu's imagination.

Zhou Tianhuai said, "Master Fakong is really a man of few talents."

"Yes." Li Ying nodded.

It is appropriate to say that Fakong is a man of few talents. I wonder how many extraordinary achievements and learnings he has yet to show.

"I don't deserve it." Fakong chuckled and appeared in the courtyard.

"Master." Zhou Tianhuai and Li Zhu put their hands together in salute.

Li Zhu scratched his head and said with a chuckle, "Master..."

Fakong waved his hand and said with a smile, "Ignorance is not a crime. Besides, your actions are a true expression of your feelings, which is understandable."

"Thank you, Master." Li Zhu felt more and more embarrassed, and then looked at Fakong's sleeves.

He suddenly wondered where Fakong's sword was hidden.

If it was hidden in the sleeves of his cassock, when Fakong put his palms together, the sleeves would fall down, and the scabbard should be exposed.

But Fakong's sleeves were empty, with nothing in them.

Fakong did not explain.

What is a magical power?

It is an ability that ordinary people cannot imagine. The storage of the Wheel of Time Tower can also be regarded as a kind of magical power.

Li Ying put down the teacup and smiled: "Our play seems to be quite fake."

Fakong smiled: "False and true, true and false, let them guess. Anyway, we have fallen out in public. I also stabbed you in the heart to kill you. Now no one can say anything. Whether it is your Demon Sect Six Paths or our Great Snow Mountain Sect, this sword can shut them up."

"Can it really shut them up?"

"If they don't shut up, they will deliberately embarrass us. Don't blame us for being rude." Fakong smiled.

Zhou Tianhuai's body tightened slightly and felt an inexplicable chill.

Li Zhu was slow and didn't realize what Fakong's joking words meant.

Li Ying looked at Fakong.

Is Fakong's sword finally going to be unsheathed?

The thrones of the Demon Lords of all generations were made of blood, without exception. It seems that there is no exception for me.

Even because I am a woman, I may need more blood.

Fakong said, "But is there any news about that person?"

He knew what Li Ying meant by looking at him, so he rushed over.

The two of them were in perfect harmony now, and he didn't even need to use his telepathy to see clearly what Li Ying meant.

Of course, this was what Li Ying wanted him to know. If Li Ying was deliberately hiding her thoughts, she would still need telepathy.

Li Ying nodded, "There is a little clue in the Northwest Division. This person left a piece of cloth in the fist of a dead person."

Fakong was refreshed.

Li Ying said, "I have asked someone to track him down."

Fakong's eyes suddenly became deep.

After a moment, Fakong frowned, "Where are the belongings of the person who is tracking him?"

Li Ying said, "Li Zhu, go get one of Zheng Sanxiao's clothes."

"Okay." Li Zhu agreed and looked at Fakong.

Fakong said, "Hurry up."

"Okay." Li Zhu rushed out fiercely, and Zhou Tianhuai also rushed out, like two winds.

Li Ying saw that Fakong's face was tense, and hurriedly asked: "Is it inappropriate? Are they in danger?"

Fakong nodded.

Li Ying frowned and said: "In order to prevent him from getting into trouble, I asked Master Xu to go with him."

Master Xu is a great master, and he should be able to ensure Zheng Sanxiao's safety.

Fakong shook his head: "I actually have a suspect, but I didn't say it because it was too bizarre."

"Who?"

"Deng Gaoen." Fakong said: "You have heard of him, right?"

"Deng Gaoen..." Li Ying pondered for a moment, and immediately remembered, frowning and said: "He can't be alive, right?"

Fakong sighed: "I hope he is dead."

Li Ying's face darkened slightly.

If it was really Deng Gaoen, and if his cultivation had not declined but improved, Zheng Sanxiao would indeed be in great danger.

Even if Master Xu was there, it would be useless.