Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The four women suddenly stopped chanting the mantra, looked at Zhou Aotian and the other four, nodded slightly, and continued chanting the mantra.

Obviously they recognized Zhou Aotian and the other four.

They had seen Zhou Aotian before, after all, he was responsible for patrolling Qingyun Avenue.

Even if they didn't care about worldly affairs, they still had to know these official people.

Zhou Aotian and the other four looked at the field.

The sword light was sharp, one side was like a blizzard, the other side was like a clear spring, the clear spring was obviously not as strong as it was almost invisible.

But it didn't disappear, still stubbornly resisting, even though the four of them were stabbed and injured.

They were stabbed in the shoulders or chests, but the tip of the sword didn't penetrate too deep and had to be pulled out.

They were fearless and fearless. After being stabbed, they not only didn't avoid but came forward to die together, forcing them to withdraw their swords and not care about stabbing them to death.

In the final analysis, what they wanted to do was not to die together, but to kill them and get away unscathed.

If their swordsmanship was excellent, and the four of them overwhelmed the eight of them, they might have been inspired to fight to the death and die together.

But seeing that their swordsmanship was not as good as theirs, and that the eight of them could kill them and escape unscathed, they no longer had the will to fight to the death.

Although there were four nuns beside them who did not take action and only chanted spells, they were still full of confidence.

The sword moves they performed were exquisite, but they could not exert their power, which was a typical case of high expectations and low skills, lack of sharpening and lack of fighting experience.

They were now full of confidence. Even if the eight of them or even the twelve of them were added together, the result would be the same, and they would all be killed by themselves.

Zhou Aotian and the other four were also worried.

Fortunately, even though they were all injured, they were still in high spirits and were not affected by the injuries at all. Instead, their movements became more and more agile, and their sword moves became more and more proficient.

The original disadvantage was slowly reversed, and gradually, they were no longer forced into a precarious situation, but were more and more comfortable.

"Change people!" Meng Qinghe suddenly shouted.

Four women floated out of the side hall, holding Qingfeng swords, and floated into the battle group lightly, replacing the original four women.

The original four women retreated lightly, returned to the four people who were chanting Buddhist mantras, returned the swords to the sheaths, and began to make hand seals and chant mantras.

Zhou Aotian looked at them in confusion, and then looked at the four women who were in a hurry and their swordsmanship was not smooth enough.

To them, the swordsmanship of these eight middle-aged men was too sharp, far better than the masters they had met before.

Originally, they almost didn't use swordsmanship or knife skills to kill people, but their bodies were controlled by the Eternal Night Moon God, and the speed exceeded the secular limit, and it was over in one move.

Now they have obtained a lot of inheritance and memory of exquisite sword moves, as well as experience, but they can't fully integrate them for a while.

Even if they keep sparring with each other, this kind of sparring is different from the fight between life and death.

Without the right scene, the experience is not enough.

After all, the swordsmanship experience and swordsmanship gained are not as good as those gained by honing them by yourself, and a process of absorption and transformation is needed.

Now they use these eight swordsmanship masters to hone their skills, as a whetstone, and fight four by four.

If the twelve women are together, the eight of them may not be able to hold on in a short time, and there will be no effect of honing.

Zhou Aotian also saw the clues, and looked at the four women in surprise, watching them being injured and not caring, as if they were not stabbed in their own bodies, careless.

In Zhou Aotian's view, they are weird everywhere.

They have superb and exquisite swordsmanship, but they are immature everywhere, as if they are not used to this superb swordsmanship.

But when honing, they quickly absorb and become proficient, and their swordsmanship increases at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, they are equal to the eight middle-aged swordsmen, or even surpass them.

What's even weirder is that after they were injured, there was no change. Obviously, their shoulders were injured and they should bleed, but they didn't bleed. Instead, the wounds healed at a terrible speed.

They were focused, not disturbed or affected by their injuries, and focused on swordsmanship, and eventually quickly turned the disadvantage around.

"Switch again!" The four women who chanted the Buddhist mantra at the beginning rushed into the field again to take their place and sharpen their swordsmanship again.

Not only did Zhou Aotian and the other four see it, but the eight middle-aged swordsmen also saw the clues, and were furious and gnashing their teeth.

"Prepare..."

A middle-aged man just opened his mouth, ready to use secret techniques to stimulate his potential to go all out and get away.

Otherwise, according to the current posture, let alone killing them for revenge, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to, and he had to use secret techniques to get away.

The eight women suddenly chanted the same Buddhist mantra, and then cast their eyes at each person.

Obviously, this time the Buddhist mantra was not cast on their companions, but on the eight of them.

The eight of them suddenly became energetic, felt the arrival of the Qingxin Mantra, and the power of nectar was injected into their minds, and they suddenly became extremely calm.

Once calm, the manic brain suddenly became peaceful, and at the same time, the anger and hatred in the heart were calmed, becoming as calm as water, without waves.

Looking at the twelve women, they did not feel that their faces were hateful, and they killed them quickly, and the killing intention quickly faded and became gentle.

They seemed to have become ordinary beauties, and had no hatred with them.

So the secret technique could not be performed.

The eight women changed their hand seals again, forming the immovable mountain seal, and then cast the immobilization spell, falling on one person respectively.

Their bodies almost stopped at the same time.

The sword light like a clear spring swept across their eyebrows.

The eight people stopped abruptly.

Their movements stopped almost at the same time, and the light in their eyes quickly dimmed until it was completely extinguished, and they had died.

"Huh..." All the girls sighed at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled, showing the joy of harvest.

Through this fight, they have made a big step forward in their mastery of swordsmanship, and have stepped from a second-rate swordsman to a first-rate swordsman.

Meng Qinghe came to Zhou Aotian and clasped her hands together in a salute: "Master Zhou, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"Congratulations, Master Yuanchun." Zhou Aotian clasped her hands together: "Killing the invading enemies will greatly improve your cultivation."

"Good." Meng Qinghe shook her head and said: "They have murderous intentions, so we have to kill them."

"They are looking for death, so we can't blame others." A young man in a blue shirt next to him smiled and said: "But the swordsmanship of the masters is indeed unique. Could it be passed down from the monk Fakong?"

"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded calmly: "It is the swordsmanship taught by the abbot. We are dull and need to slowly absorb and digest it before we can turn it into our own swordsmanship."

"Credential..." Zhou Aotian asked curiously: "Master Yuanchun, what does it mean if it is taught through initiation? Do you know this swordsmanship after the initiation?"

Meng Qinghe's bright eyes flashed, and she looked at Zhou Aotian.

Zhou Aotian laughed and said, "This is a secret. I shouldn't ask about it."

Meng Qinghe shook his head: "Actually, this is not a secret. The abbot's initiation method is different from the initiation method in the world. After we receive the initiation, it is as if we personally experience the fighting scenes, and use the swordsmanship that we have never learned to fight."

Zhou Aotian tried to figure out this situation and nodded: "Then you mastered this set of swordsmanship?"

"That's right." Meng Qinghe said: "It's just that this kind of mastery is like something you learned when you were a child. You have learned it but are about to forget it. You can only master it thoroughly after reviewing it and re-polishing it."

"What a mysterious initiation technique." Zhou Aotian sighed: "You are worthy of being the monk Fakong. I admire you!"

"Master Zhou, please take their bodies away."

"Okay." Zhou Aotian agreed happily.

Thinking of this, Zhou Aotian shook his head.

The other three blue-shirted young men came in and quickly moved the eight bodies to the cold jade bed and clapped their hands.

They turned their heads to look at Luo Xuyang and his four companions.

Four people faced each other, their eyes intertwined in the air, secretly competing with each other.

If it were an ordinary town patrol officer, they would feel inferior to Fengtian Temple and consciously avoid it.

Zhou Aotian and his four companions were the best among the town patrol officers. They were more dissatisfied with Fengtian Temple and wanted to suppress it.

The four people from Fengtian Temple certainly looked down on the town patrol officers. Seeing them so arrogant, they were very disdainful and wanted to teach them a lesson.

It was just because they belonged to each other, they would be punished if they took action, so they could only endure it.

Lao Fan and Lao Zhao hurried forward to look through it, quickly searched it, frowned, and looked at each other.

"Lao Fan, is there any problem?" Luo Xuyang asked curiously.

Zhou Aotian and his companions also stared at them.

"They are masters of Xuanji Sword School."

"Xuanji Sword School?" Luo Xuyang and Zhou Aotian's faces changed slightly, and they looked at the eight corpses in surprise.

"It's from Xuanji Sword Sect?" Zhou Aotian said in surprise, "I really can't tell."

He just thought that the swordsmanship of these eight people was exquisite, but because of the comparison with Meng Qinghe and the others, he felt that Meng Qinghe and the others' swordsmanship was more exquisite.

In comparison, he didn't think that the swordsmanship of the eight of them was that exquisite, and he never expected that it was Xuanji Sword Sect.

Xuanji Sword Sect is not an ordinary sword sect, but was founded by Chen Xuanji, a disciple of Wuchang Sword Sect.

Xuanji Sword Sect is a fusion of the swordsmanship of Wuchang Sword Sect and the swordsmanship that Chen Xuanji encountered by chance. It is exquisite and powerful.

It has been more than 200 years since the founding of the sect, and many top swordsmen have appeared during this period.

Now there are more than ten top swordsmen in the sect.

If it is an ordinary sect, like Feichui Sect, if a disciple dies, it will die, and there is no need to pay much attention.

But if the death is a disciple of Xuanji Sword Sect, then it must be reported to Xuanji Sword Sect and they must be given an explanation.

Luo Xuyang said in a deep voice: "If it is the Xuanji Sword Sect, the Vajra Courtyard will be in trouble!"

The Xuanji Sword Sect is extremely protective of its own shortcomings. Once a disciple is killed, no matter whether it is right or wrong, it will be revenged.

The murderer pays with his life.

It can be predicted that in the coming days, the Xuanji Sword Sect will definitely destroy the Vajra Courtyard, even if it is backed by the 12th Princess.

The Xuanji Sword Sect will not give face to the 12th Princess, after all, the Xuanji Sword Sect is backed by the Wuchang Sword Sect.

As one of the four major sects in Dayun, the Wuchang Sword Sect has more face than the 12th Princess.

Zhou Aotian snorted: "In broad daylight, they broke into the Vajra Courtyard directly. These guys from the Xuanji Sword Sect are too arrogant."

This is not taking the Town Patrol Division seriously at all.

They don't take the Fengtian Palace seriously either.

Luo Xuyang remained silent.

He knew how difficult it was to provoke the Wuchang Sword Sect. As for the Xuanji Sword Sect, he would not provoke it if he could, otherwise he would get himself into trouble.

There are many masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect in the Fengtian Palace, some of them are general managers, and some are worshippers.

In this case, how could they favor the Vajra Courtyard?