Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

An hour later, Faning got off the couch with a red face, punched three times, and the air exploded slightly.

His cultivation level has improved.

He looked inside at the changes in his internal organs, and his understanding of martial arts has also improved.

His understanding and cultivation level have improved, and he is closer to the third-grade Shenyuan realm.

His happy face slowly sank.

Although he was closer, the distance was still too far.

The woman in green was a third-grade, not only beautiful, but also more terrifying swordsmanship. He didn't even have the power to fight back.

Even if he met her now, he still didn't have the power to fight back. The gap was too big!

"Brother Faning." Fakong's voice sounded outside.

"Brother." Faning left his room, came to the lake, stood beside Fakong, and said ashamedly: "I am incompetent and failed to protect the Medicine Valley."

"There are people beyond people, and there are heavens beyond heavens," Fakong said in a gentle tone: "Tell me, who is it and why is it like this?"

Faning fell into memories, as if he had returned to two days ago.

He had breakfast, weeded the herb garden, and was about to wash his hands, make himself a cup of tea and take a good rest, learning to enjoy himself like his senior brother.

Suddenly he found a woman in green standing in front of Fakong's house, silently standing there for a long time.

The woman in green was slender and graceful, cold and stunning.

He couldn't help but secretly compare her with Ning Zhenzhen. Ning Zhenzhen was beautiful and exquisite, so beautiful that it made people intoxicated, while the woman in green was beautiful and cold, so beautiful that it made people feel ashamed.

"Lady donor, what are you doing in Medicine Valley?"

"Is this the place where Monk Fakong lives?"

"Yes."

"Very good!" The woman in green nodded gently: "Who are you?"

"I am Faning, taking care of Medicine Valley on behalf of Senior Brother Fakong." Faning clasped his hands and said: "May I know your name, lady donor? What do you want to see Senior Brother Fakong for?"

"Where is Fakong?"

"Senior Brother is out for something and can't come back for the time being."

"Call him back!"

"This..." Faning hesitated and said in embarrassment: "Senior Brother is traveling far away and has something important to do. I'm afraid..."

"Not coming back?" The woman in green suddenly smiled: "I am Song Qingping."

It was as if hundreds of thousands of flowers bloomed together, and Medicine Valley seemed to become much brighter, which stunned Faning.

Song Qingping's charming smile suddenly faded and became cold. She drew her sword out of its sheath and rushed towards the medicine garden. With a sweep of the sword, she cut off a row of Hundred Dragon Grass.

"Stop!" Faning woke up suddenly, feeling heartbroken. This sword swept more than thirty Hundred Dragon Grasses.

He hurried forward to block Song Qingping's sword swing: "Female donor, you... how can you do this!"

"See if he comes back!" Song Qingping's sword suddenly burst into red light, like the setting sun in the sky.

Faning hurriedly used the Vajra Palm to meet it.

The Vajra Palm is so strong and masculine that it can block sharp blades.

"Bang!" Faning was knocked out as soon as he touched the long sword, as if he was hit by a high-speed horse, and flew straight out more than ten feet away.

He plowed the ground for more than ten feet with his feet and finally stopped.

Faning only then realized that Song Qingping's cultivation was so amazing. As a woman, her cultivation was far better than his own.

"See if he comes back!"

He saw Song Qingping cut off dozens of fire dragon grasses with another sword, and he was so distressed that he couldn't breathe.

It takes five years for the fire dragon grass to grow so tall. It was the senior brother who repeatedly reminded him to take good care of it.

They grow slowly and are delicate. It's not good to water them too much or too little, and you have to be careful of insects.

Because it has sweet juice, it attracts insects the most.

He also took great pains to take care of it, but Song Qingping swept dozens of trees with one sword, which was like cutting his own flesh.

"Stop!" In anger, he smashed the Great Demon Subduing Fist at Song Qingping, determined to injure this crazy woman and drive her out of the Medicine Valley.

This woman is beautiful, but she is a lunatic.

Song Qingping turned around and stabbed with a sword.

"Bang!" The Great Demon Subduing Fist collided with the tip of the sword and blocked the tip of the sword.

Song Qingping said coldly: "Get out of the way, or I will kill you too!"

"Donor Song, why is that?" Faning took a few steps back, his blood boiling, and immediately determined that Song Qingping was a third-grade Shenyuan realm: "Did my senior brother offend you?"

"He killed my senior brother, this hatred is irreconcilable!" Song Qingping said coldly: "If you don't get out of the way, I will kill you!"

"Amitabha!" Faning hurriedly said: "When will the revenge end? Senior Brother Fakong is kind, and he will not kill easily unless he meets an unforgivable person."

Obviously, her senior brother must have a way to die.

"Die--!" Song Qingping's eyes flashed with scorching flames, and the long sword suddenly turned red, and then slashed out.

"Bang!" Faning flew up, hit the stone wall heavily, and slid down softly.

Song Qingping floated close to him, the tip of the sword pointed at his throat: "Monk, I'll spare your life today. When will that bald donkey Fakong come back?"

Fa Ning spit out blood from his mouth, stared at her angrily, and said nothing.

Song Qingping retracted the long sword, sheathed it neatly, and said coldly: "Tell him to clean his neck and wait, I will take his life!"

After she said that, she turned around and jumped away, disappearing in the sky like a flying bird.

Fa Ning called out, and a master from the Vajra Temple came to help him up.

He was seriously injured, and a strange force kept destroying his internal organs. It was only after Huinan took action that it was barely eliminated.

The spiritual medicine of the Vajra Temple can only slowly restore the injuries to the internal organs, but it is difficult to completely heal. After the cure, the foundation will be greatly damaged, and it will be unable to go further.

He understood that he was now fully recovered because Senior Brother Fakong had given him the last elixir, and that this elixir should be used to save lives.

——

"Song Qingping..." Fakong pondered.

It was indeed her.

How did this woman know that he had killed Gu Xinxian?

This was what he wanted to know most now.

"Senior Brother, although Miss Song was ruthless, she didn't want to kill me." Faning said.

Fakong looked up at him.

"If she really wanted to kill me, I would be dead now." Faning said seriously: "So, she still showed mercy."

"Alas..." Fakong shook his head.

He was moved.

It seemed that Faning was pleading for Song Qingping.

In fact, it was out of his heart, because he was afraid that he would be impulsive.

In Faning's eyes, Song Qingping's cultivation was far superior to his, and he could not kill Song Qingping. He would die if he went.

"I'm not saying this just because of the beauty of Donor Song." Faning said, "She's much better than me in martial arts, it's easy for her to kill me."

Fakong sighed, "You want me to hide in the Vajra Temple?"

"...Brother, let's hide in the temple." Faning said.

He looked around, "Although she destroyed some medicinal herbs, fortunately not much, we can just plant more."

Lin Feiyang coughed lightly and straightened his chest, "Monk Faning, don't be scared, I'm here!"

Fakong introduced Lin Feiyang to Faning, saying that he lost to him, so he is now a boy, similar to a novice monk.

"Hey! Hey! Monk Fakong, it seems that our bet is not this?" Lin Feiyang hurriedly said: "If I lose, I will come to the Vajra Temple with you. I didn't say that I will be your novice monk."

Fakong said: "Why are you coming to the Vajra Temple with me? Are you here to be a guest? You should know."

"But you didn't say it."

"It seems that you want to shirk your debt."

"Who shirks his debt?"

"Go and boil a pot of fire."

"... Hum." Lin Feiyang snorted in dissatisfaction, but still obeyed.

Faning looked at Fakong in confusion.

He was honest but smart. He saw that Lin Feiyang had some problems with his brain after a few words. He was very confused why Fakong wanted Lin Feiyang to be a novice monk.

Fakong said: "He is good at assassination and sneak attack. It's too easy for him to kill people."

Lin Feiyang grinned in the distance.

He was indeed good at assassination and sneak attack, better than anyone else. Monk Fakong was still sensible.

Faning said, "Brother, you should live in Prajna Courtyard."

"If she dares to come, I will call for help." Fakong said, "Brother, uncle and others will be able to arrive soon."

Last time, it cannot be said that Faning responded incorrectly.

After all, he acted too quickly, and he did not expect Song Qingping to have such a deep cultivation level. He defeated him with two moves and then turned and left.

Song Qingping was also worried about the arrival of the masters of Vajra Temple.

Faning thought about it and nodded.

If there were two people, they could indeed block Song Qingping for a while, and the masters in the temple could arrive.

"If you ask me, just go and kill her!" Lin Feiyang came over with a kettle to make tea.

Fakong was too lazy to talk to him, took the teacup and took a sip.

Lin Feiyang is very talented in making tea.

It may be due to his sensitive constitution. The subtle manipulation of the body seems to be an instinct, and the subtle perception seems to be an instinct.

This is talent.

It is also the fundamental reason why he can still practice the Yuying Sutra despite his intellectual disability.

With a pure mind and amazing talent, if you focus on one thing, you will naturally succeed.

"How about I go?" Lin Feiyang sat down, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, imitating Fakong's way, calm and leisurely.

Fakong only drank tea and didn't answer.

Faning said: "Donor Lin..."

"Don't call me Donor, we are family, don't be polite." Lin Feiyang interrupted him: "Just call me Brother Lin."

"...Brother Lin." Faning said: "This Miss Song's swordsmanship is really amazing, and her body movements are also very fast..."

"Hey, no matter how fast she is, it's useless!" Lin Feiyang smiled proudly, spread his palms with the palms facing up, and then gently turned them over: "Killing her is as easy as turning your hand!"

He looked at Fakong: "Monk, how about it?"

"No need."

"Don't you want to avenge your junior brother? Are you so cowardly to swallow your anger?"

"I don't need to rely on you to take revenge." Fakong shook his head: "Just be a novice monk."

Lin Feiyang pouted.

Fakong said, "You are no match for her."

"Impossible!" Lin Feiyang snorted.

Fakong shook his head: "Well, you compete with Junior Brother Faning to see if you can hurt him."

"Let's compete!" Lin Feiyang snorted, "But it must be at night."

"Okay."

——

"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound was like thunder.

The Great Demon Subduing Fist hit his body, making Lin Feiyang's face turn red, white, and blue, and he was extremely angry.

Even though he had strange body movements and could move freely in the shadows.

But he still couldn't escape Faning's Great Demon Subduing Fist.

Faning must be able to see him. The Great Demon Subduing Fist was so exquisite that he was actually suppressed and breathless for a while.

Fakong smiled at this scene and shook his head.

Lin Feiyang's skills are all in the Yuying Sutra.

And the mystery of the Yuying Sutra is the shadow. Being in the shadow, the body movement is amazingly fast, silent and hard to defend against.

But once he encounters someone who can see him clearly, all his advantages will be reduced to the ability to move a hundred meters in an instant.

But the Great Demon Subduing Fist is mysterious, seemingly extremely strong and masculine, and even mixed with femininity, like a whirlpool with a strong pulling force, and there is no way to escape after three or two moves.

"Interesting!" Suddenly a light laugh sounded.

Under the moonlight, Song Qingping came in a green shirt with a long sword hanging from her waist.

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