Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong stood in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking up at the bright moon.

They were able to provide so much faith, which was beyond his expectation.

If the Night Moon Sect could be destroyed, it would certainly generate huge merits.

But after a little thought, he felt that there was nothing wrong.

They must have unique qualifications to be chosen as Moon Girls, and this pure telekinesis must be one of them.

And as time went by, the faith they contributed became more and more, and at this moment, it was already hundreds of points.

He shook his head with emotion.

You really can't underestimate the people in the world, there are all kinds of strange people, and they are examples.

He didn't look at the statue in his heart.

The cold blue flame made him extremely uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

It was because he felt the danger, and it was also because this power was too cold.

It was extremely cold, and it existed in the form of flame.

Is this the fundamental form of the power of the Eternal Night Moon God?

What kind of power is it?

Who is the person who controls this power?

By now, he no longer believed that this was a god. The so-called Moon God should be a person who has mastered this strange power.

Who is the owner of this power?

There is no way to master it now. We can only find it after destroying this power.

Time passed slowly, and the bright moon moved little by little in the night sky.

Fakong stood in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back. Feeling bored, he used his clairvoyance.

Wherever his eyes went, thousands of miles away seemed to be in front of him.

He first looked at the various parties in Shenjing, then at Tianhai Sword Sect, then at Huinan and the others, and finally at Li Ying and Ning Zhenzhen.

The clairvoyance ignored the constraints of time and space. This feeling of looking around the world fascinated him and he never tired of it.

His eyebrows suddenly raised.

The next moment, he appeared in a forest in the mountains, appeared in front of Dugu Xiaqing, and looked at her helplessly.

This forest was on the opposite mountain of Yeyue Sect. Dugu Xiaqing actually knew the location of Yeyue Sect.

Dugu Xiaqing was dressed in black and looked heroic.

She is now under an old pine tree, smiling at Fakong.

Fakong shook his head helplessly: "You shouldn't have come."

"I want to come."

"Really not."

"I've wanted to destroy them for a long time, but I've never been sure. How could I miss such a good opportunity!"

"... Don't intervene first. Once there is a fish that slips through the net, you can take action, how about that?"

"Okay." Dugu Xiaqing agreed with a smile, and then asked him when he would take action, whether it should be before dawn.

Fakong looked up at the bright moon in the sky: "In half an hour."

"In fact, we should choose a cloudy day." Dugu Xiaqing said: "I heard that this person is called Yongye Moon God. Since he is the Moon God, he naturally borrows the power of the bright moon. The moonlight is the source of his power. Isn't it a disadvantage at this time?"

Fakong smiled.

It is difficult to explain the tricks one by one. It is too troublesome.

"Isn't it right?" Dugu Xiaqing saw his disapproval and frowned, "Is this a scam?"

"If it really uses the power of the bright moon, it's fine." Fakong shook his head and said, "He uses the power of evil spirit and resentment, which is hated by both heaven and man. The unique power formed by combining the strong spirit and the resentful spirit has nothing to do with the bright moon. The name of the moon god is just a cover-up."

After he understood it, he realized that this was deliberately using the bright moon as an excuse to trigger people's association with brightness, thereby whitewashing it.

This idea is really wonderful.

"It's damn it." Dugu Xiaqing loves reading and has read all kinds of strange stories and events, and there are many such records in Dayun's books.

These so-called gods often use secret methods to capture the power of human emotions.

Capturing extreme power to achieve extreme power.

Some capture fear, some capture joy, some capture sadness, and of course some capture anger.

Anger in the face of life and death is one of them. It is the easiest power to capture, and even several extreme powers can be blended together.

Its power is really amazing.

This is a kind of power different from martial arts. It is hard to guard against and very strange. Many great masters have fallen into the hands of these so-called gods.

Fakong looked at her: "So this time is very dangerous. Don't come easily, especially don't enter the Yeyue Sect."

Dugu Xiaqing said impatiently: "Okay, I'll pick up leaks outside and kill whoever runs out. These guys deserve to die."

Fakong shook his head: "Don't kill them."

"Huh?"

"Just cripple them, so as not to kill them and condense the resentful energy to help the Moon God. Also, be careful of their wonderful escape techniques, and be careful of their miraculous skills of mutual destruction... In short, seal their acupuncture points as quickly as possible, or make them lose their ability to move."

"Okay." Dugu Xiaqing looked serious.

I still didn't fully realize the weirdness and power of the Yeyue Sect. No wonder Fakong didn't let me come.

Fakong then asked about her situation in the past few days. The eldest prince and the second prince had already stopped.

Dugu Xiaqing smiled.

She was now peaceful again, no one was disturbing her.

She planned to reduce the number of sword dances to once a month. After all, the tradition of sword dances in the Dugu family could not be lost.

If she danced once a month, she would be free and could travel around instead of being confined to Xinghuawu.

But she was not so interested in traveling around now.

After these two incidents, she felt that it was safer and more comfortable to stay in Xinghuawu.

The two chatted for a while, and Fakong looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice: "It's time to act, be careful."

"You should be careful too." Dugu Xiaqing said.

Fakong smiled and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared in a yard, entered the bed in the house silently, and patted the person on the bed lightly, killing him directly.

His breath was extremely restrained, and his speed was extremely fast. The person on the bed died before he woke up. He died in his sleep without any resentment.

Fakong looked at the dead body and nodded with satisfaction.

He acted according to the law and killed more than 300 disciples in one breath, but Yeyue Sect had guards.

There were six groups of three people in a group, patrolling the entire Yeyue Sect, crossing each other to prevent someone from attacking without knowing it.

Fakong used the immobilization spell to deal with such a trio, and then sealed their acupuncture points, making them unconscious.

The last two groups found something strange.

The surroundings were empty. The guards who were supposed to cross paths with them did not appear. They pursed their lips and howled without hesitation.

The howling was shrill and high-pitched, resounding throughout the Yeyue Sect.

The quiet night was broken.

After the howling, the two groups of people were also fixed by Fakong's immobilization spell, and their acupuncture points were sealed and they fell into a coma.

From what the mind's eye saw, after the howling, the white jade pillar changed slightly, and the flames suddenly jumped one meter higher and became more and more blazing.

Six women in white appeared lightly.

They were all barefoot, and their smooth jade feet stepped on the square paved with white jade, and came to sit in front of the white jade pillar.

"Amitabha!" Fakong appeared behind them in a flash, and clasped his hands together and bowed: "I am here to rescue the six girls at the request of Meng Qinghe."

The six people originally made a seal with their hands and were about to pray, but turned around abruptly when they heard this.

Fakong took out the white jade seal from his sleeve, with apricot blossoms on one side and the word "Meng" on the other: "She said that as long as you see this, you will know that it is one of her own."

"It is indeed Sister Meng's private seal!" The six women had similar temperaments to Meng Qinghe and the others, charming as water, and graceful.

One of the women with an oval face said softly: "Are Sister Meng and the others okay?"

Fakong said: "I have a question, why do you call each other sisters instead of fellow disciples?"

They should call each other senior sister and junior sister, but looking at them, they all call each other sisters instead of fellow disciples.

The oval-faced woman said softly: "We are as close as sisters, of course we call each other sisters, and we don't want to think that we are from the same sect."

Fakong was thoughtful and said softly: "Miss, you are Zhao Xiu'e, right? We belong to July?"

"It's me." The oval-faced woman nodded gently: "It seems that Junior Sister Meng trusts you very much, Master."

"I am Fakong." Fakong said: "Miss Meng and the others asked me to kill this evil thing."

"Fakong..." The six women all pondered.

The one who was invited by Sister Meng to kill the evil god is definitely not an ordinary person, but a big shot.

Zhao Xiu'e said in surprise: "The Divine Monk Fakong? The Divine Monk Fakong of Shenjing?"

Fakong nodded slightly.

"It turned out to be the Divine Monk Fakong!" The girls suddenly realized.

In the world, most of them are called high monks, and the only one who can be called a divine monk, especially the divine monk who can be spread to Dayun, is Fakong.

The Dharma in Dayun is declining, and the reputation of the high monks is not prominent. Only the Divine Monk Fakong is famous for his supernatural powers.

Fakong said: "Girls, I have to remove the mark on you first, and then deal with it."

They need to be careful.

The power of the Eternal Night Moon God will be infused into them, and they have the coordinates of the Moon God.

The power of the Eternal Night Moon God is realized through them. They are the carrier and realization method of the power of the Moon God.

Wherever they go, the power of the Moon God of Eternal Night follows them. If they don't show up, the power of the Moon God of Eternal Night cannot be directly descended.

In fact, the simplest way is to kill them directly, and the power of the Moon God of Eternal Night will be difficult to manifest again.

The method he chose was to erase the Moon God mark on them first, and the Great Light Mantra could do this.

Zhao Xiu'e said: "We will follow the master's orders."

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. When they heard the name of Fakong, they immediately put most of their hearts at ease.

Martial arts masters can't kill the Moon God, but the monks may not be unable to do so. They can only rely on the magical power of Buddhism.

Fakong led them to a yard next to them and cast the Great Light Mantra.

After they were illuminated by the Great Light, ripples appeared in the void.

A gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing their white clothes.

Fakong then took out six strings of Buddhist beads, each with a faint golden light, and blessed with the Great Light Mantra, and let them wear them on their wrists.

With the Buddhist beads blessed by the Great Light Mantra, the power of the Eternal Night Moon God would no longer be infused into them, and he could deal with it without distraction.

Everything was ready, Fakong came to the square paved with white jade, stood ten meters away from the white jade pillar, formed a seal with his left hand, raised his right palm, and performed the Great Light Mantra.

A white light shone from the palm of his right hand and fell on the white jade pillar.

In his mind's eye, a golden light fell on the blazing azure flame.

The flame suddenly surged ten times as fast as oil, and rushed over like a flood.

Fakong's body suddenly appeared golden light, forcing the azure flame out of his body.

"Stop!" Fakong uttered a word softly.

This is the secret of the Fayan Sect. He finally used various methods to practice a word without the need for hand seals.

The azure flame stopped at once.

After a moment, it resumed burning again, and at the same time the flame changed from azure blue to purple-blue.

The emptiness of Dharma creates a sense of trance.