Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Old Fan and Old Zhao looked at each other, shook their heads and said nothing.

They had seen many dead people, and they didn't care much about life and death. No matter whether they were nobles, generals or ordinary people, they would die in the end.

After death, they would just be a pile of rotten bones, there was no difference.

Whether it was the Xuanji Sword Sect or the Vajra Courtyard, they were all strangers to them, and there was no good or evil.

"Old Luo, will you favor the Xuanji Sword Sect?" Zhou Aotian asked.

Luo Xuyang looked at him, shook his head and said nothing.

Zhou Aotian said: "It seems that you are biased towards Xuanji Sword Sect after all."

He sneered: "Hey, Wuchang Sword Sect, how can a small Vajra Courtyard compare to it?"

"Don't forget, Vajra Courtyard is the sect of Daqian." Luo Xuyang said lightly: "This alone is enough."

"Hey, hey." Zhou Aotian sneered: "I don't care whether it is the sect of Daqian or not, I just know that it is on my territory and no one is allowed to mess around!"

"Can you stop Xuanji Sword Sect?" Luo Xuyang said calmly: "Old Zhou, think twice before you act, don't act on impulse."

Zhou Aotian sneered.

Luo Xuyang shook his head and said no more.

He knew that Zhou Aotian's heart knot was a grudge against Wuchang Sword Sect, and Zhou Aotian's second brother was injured by Wuchang Sword Sect.

Zhou Aotian's second brother was abandoned by a disciple of the Wuchang Sword Sect and could not practice for life. He turned from a talented person with excellent qualifications and a promising future into a mediocre person, which was a huge blow to him.

Although he did not die of depression, he soon came out of it and stopped practicing martial arts but started doing business, which was quite successful.

Zhou Aotian felt that he could not let it go.

Unfortunately, Zhou Aotian could not let it go because his qualifications were not as good as his second brother's. He could not join the four major sects and practiced hard to achieve some success, but his future was far from bright.

According to his current achievements, becoming the chief of the branch of the Town Patrol Department is already the limit, and it is impossible to go any higher.

Zhou Aotian turned his head and looked at his subordinates: "Go and guard the King Kong Courtyard, and see which one dares to act recklessly!"

"Yes." The three blue-shirted young men shouted.

Zhou Aotian led them away in big strides.

Luo Xuyang stared at their backs and shook his head.

If Zhou Aotian favors the King Kong Courtyard, the Xuanji Sword Sect will definitely fight back and may spread rumors that Zhou Aotian is leaning towards Daqian.

I don’t know if Zhou Aotian can protect himself at that time.

As a member of the Zhenxun Division, if he favors Daqian, he will definitely be expelled from the Zhenxun Division, and he may even kill the wrong person rather than let him go.

Zhou Aotian led the other three out of the East Division.

“The Fengtian Palace has stretched its hands too far.” A blue-shirted young man said dissatisfiedly: “This is our territory.”

“Fengtian Palace, isn’t it like this?” Zhou Aotian said indifferently.

His face was gloomy, and his feet did not stop.

“Old Zhou…” A blue-shirted young man hesitated, looked at his face, and wisely shut up.

He knew that even if he persuaded him, Zhou Aotian would not listen at this time, but would add fuel to the fire.

Zhou Aotian turned his head and glanced at him, and said lightly: “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

“Xuanji Sword Sect…”

The other three blue-shirted young men shook their heads.

Of course, they knew how powerful the Xuanji Sword Sect was, but more importantly, the Wuchang Sword Sect was the real terror.

They, the people of the Zhenxunsi, seemed to be very powerful and feared by outsiders, but in fact, they knew that they were insignificant in front of the four major sects.

In front of others, they could still borrow the power of the court, but in front of the four major sects, the power of the court was useless.

Zhou Aotian would destroy himself if he went against the Wuchang Sword Sect.

They continued to move forward and soon came to Qingyun Avenue.

Zhou Aotian stood by the road, watching the endless stream of people coming and going, his eyes gradually became blurred and changed.

Three young men in blue shirts stood beside him and did not disturb him.

After a while, Zhou Aotian turned his head and looked at the three people, sighing: "It is indeed no good to go against the Xuanji Sword Sect."

The three people nodded hurriedly.

Of course, they knew the mystery. At this time, they would only harm themselves and lose their future if they acted arrogantly.

Compared with justice and ambition, the future is the most important.

Zhou Aotian said: "Let's just turn a blind eye."

"Old Zhou!" The three of them felt a little guilty.

According to Zhou Aotian's temper, he would definitely fight to the end, but if he did that, the three of them would also be in trouble.

Originally, he wanted to persuade him, but he didn't expect him to bring it up himself.

Zhou Aotian smiled: "How can people live in this world and everything go as they wish? Let them fight and see who can beat who. Hey, I think the Xuanji Sword Sect will be in trouble, and I will stare at them and see how they are unlucky!"

"That's right..." Everyone echoed.

Fakong stood with his hands behind his back in the Vajra Courtyard. Meng Qinghe and the others were standing in front of him, watching his eyes glow with gold and look at a certain place.

They kept quiet and said nothing, not disturbing him from performing his magic.

"Xuanji Sword Sect..." Fakong nodded slowly.

"Abbot, what Xuanji Sword Sect?" Meng Qinghe asked: "Are the swordsmen we killed from the Xuanji Sword Sect?"

Fakong nodded.

"Xuanji Sword Sect..." Meng Qinghe frowned.

A nun whispered: "I know that this Xuanji Sword Sect seems to be a sect that has just risen in recent years and has a deep connection with the Wuchang Sword Sect."

Another nun said: "Killing the masters of the Xuanji Sword Sect may attract the masters of the Wuchang Sword Sect."

When she said this, her expression was calm, but her eyes were bright.

"Impermanent Sword Sect!" Her words made the other women's eyes light up, and they were eager to try.

Their swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and they advanced to a realm that they could not imagine. They really wanted to find out how strong their swordsmanship was.

The Impermanence Sword Sect was the best measure, and they really wanted to know if they could beat the swordsmen of the Impermanence Sword Sect.

The golden light in Fakong's eyes slowly converged, and he shook his head and said, "Your current swordsmanship is still a little behind the masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect."

"Abbot, how much is the difference?"

"It depends on you. At this stage, you are not their opponents." Fakong shook his head.

"Abbot, if we fully condense the sword intent, can we beat them?"

"Yes." Fakong nodded: "But it is not so easy to condense the sword intent."

Among the initiations they received, the most important thing is not the exquisite swordsmanship and experience, but the sword intent.

Sword skills can be taught, but sword intent cannot be taught. Only by pondering and searching hard can one finally hope to condense it.

There are countless swordsmen in the world, but only one can truly condense sword intent.

However, the method of initiation can break this limitation and sow the seeds of sword intent in the hearts of those who receive initiation.

This is tantamount to stepping into the broad road of peerless swordsmen.

As long as the person who receives initiation carefully ponders and constantly nurtures it with his mind, he can gradually cultivate and strengthen the sword intent and finally condense his own sword intent.

As long as he condenses his pure sword intent, he can break through obstacles with his sword intent and enter the realm of grandmaster.

At that time, they will be twelve Li Yings.

At this stage, their sword skills are not strong enough. The key is not the exquisiteness of the sword skills, but the failure to condense their own sword intent.

Once the sword intent is condensed, even if they have not entered the grandmaster level, they can kill the grandmaster, just like Li Ying at the beginning.

"Don't worry, Abbot, we will soon be able to condense the sword intent!" Meng Qinghe said softly.

They have found a shortcut.

It is the Qingxin Mantra.

They take turns to cast the Qingxin Mantra on each other, so that everyone can stay in the state of the Qingxin Mantra. In this state, they can comprehend the sword intent with half the effort.

They don't even have to fight in person. When bathing in the Qingxin Mantra, they can recall these fights and continuously nourish the sword intent, which becomes clearer and stronger.

She felt that she was just a little bit away from condensing the sword intent, and believed that they were the same, just a little bit away.

Fakong smiled and said, "Then I will wait and see."

He raised his head and looked at the distance again, and nodded gently: "That captain Zhou Aotian Zhou can still be trusted."

They nodded gently.

Fakong said: "Next is the revenge of Xuanji Sword Sect, which may even involve Wuchang Sword Sect. The pressure you have to bear is getting greater and greater."

Meng Qinghe smiled and said: "This is a good opportunity for us to practice."

Fakong said: "If you can't bear it, you can go to Daqian at any time, or even to Daxue Mountain, and be safe and worry-free."

"Abbot, we can hold on," Zhao Xiu'e said softly, with bright eyes: "We will definitely make Buddhism flourish in Yunjing and Dayun."

Fakong smiled and said: "Buddhism emphasizes fate. If the opportunity is not there, it is useless to force it. Once forced, it is not fate."

"Yes." The women agreed.

Fakong waved his hand: "Then prepare to deal with the revenge of Xuanji Sword Sect."

He disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in the abbot's yard in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, sat down at the stone table, and his eyes were still cast on Vajra Courtyard.

His eyes became deep, and he looked at the future through the sky eye to see what the swordsman of Xuanji Sword Sect was like.

After a moment, he shook his head.

The masters of Xuanji Sword Sect did not pose a threat, but instead further stimulated them, strengthened their will, and thus completely condensed the sword intent.

Under the pure sword intent, their killing ability was amazing. With the twelve people joining forces, Yunjing was afraid that few people could threaten their safety.

From then on, they could safely promote Buddhism and let Yunjing have more Buddhist believers.

More believers means an increase in the foundation of merit. Once there are enough believers, merit can be quickly harvested.

Yunjing began to promote Buddhism, and I should also start to promote Buddhism in Shenjing, increase believers, and slowly lay a solid foundation.

In the case of difficulty in making progress in the Four Symbols Realm, taking the path of Vajra Indestructible Divine Art first and improving the level of Vajra Indestructible Divine Art may complement each other and be a way to break the deadlock.

Chu Ling came in lightly.

When Fakong saw her coming in, he frowned, knowing that it must be bad.

Chu Ling entered the courtyard lightly and gracefully in a white dress as white as snow.

Seeing Fakong frowning, she said dissatisfiedly: "Monk, don't you want to see me?"

"What do you think?"

"Hmph, are you going to be the abbot of Yuanming Temple?" Chu Ling came closer and sat opposite him: "The temple is almost built."

"Let's ask someone else." Fakong said.

Chu Ling said: "Father wants to ask someone else, but the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother insist that you be the abbot."

Fakong clasped his hands towards the forbidden palace: "Thank you for the trust of the Queen Mother and the Queen, but I am entangled in the secular body and can't get away."

"Excuse." Chu Ling snorted: "You think it's unprofitable, right?"

Fakong shook his head and smiled.

Chu Ling said: "You said you don't want to get involved in the affairs of the palace, but you get involved in Leng Feiqiong's affairs, ridiculous!"

Fakong said calmly: "Who made her the former head of Tianhai Sword Sect."

"Does my father have to issue an imperial decree?" Chu Ling snorted.

Fakong said: "The emperor will not issue an imperial decree like this."

He believed that Chu Xiong did not want to get involved in the Forbidden Palace, so he would never let him be the abbot of Yuanming Temple. This was just the wishful thinking of Queen Mother Chu Ling.

PS: Update completed.