Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

After Zhou Aotian and the four of them left with the corpses of the two great masters, Meng Qinghe's twelve girls stood still, recalling the previous fighting situation, gradually feeling themselves and understanding the sword's intention.

The two great masters' swordsmanship was extremely exciting to them. Under such circumstances, their swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds.

After a while, a female nun sighed softly: "It's better to be a great master!"

She felt that what she gained from this fight was better than the training and training she had undergone since receiving the initiation.

"Sister Meng, we should ask the Grand Master to take action."

"It's exactly what Grandmaster enjoys."

"Under the great master, the harvest is really too little, not worth it."

"Hey." Meng Qinghe laughed and said: "You guys are so loud. How can the Grand Master be so easy to deal with? If you are not careful, your life will be in danger."

"It doesn't matter, the abbot is here."

"That's right, even after death, you can still stay in this world and enter the abbot's Xiaoxitian Paradise."

"I just don't know if the Xiaoxi Paradise Paradise built by the current abbot has been completed. I really want to see it."

"You'd have to die if you wanted to see it."

"Forget it then."

"Actually, life and death are nothing."

"It's boring to live."

"It's actually pretty good."

…

They talked a lot, and the fight just now seemed like a dream, leaving no excitement in their hearts.

They don't care so much about life and death.

Although he is young, his soul has endured too much pain. Although he has been repaired by the Pure Heart Mantra and infiltrated by Buddhist scriptures, he still cannot hide his fatigue.

Sometimes I feel that dying is a relief and a joy.

After some discussion, they began to clear the ground. The blood stains had to be completely removed and the smell of blood was dissipated.

After a while, there were no traces left, and the air returned to its freshness and fragrance.

At this time, Hu Yunxuan came to King Kong Villa with two guards.

The two guards were stopped by her wave of hands, preventing them from entering.

Meng Qinghe and the others came out to greet her and welcomed her into the courtyard.

Hu Yunxuan kept looking at it when she entered the door. She also looked at it after entering the front yard. She always felt something was different.

Meng Qinghe smiled and said: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"Something's not right." Hu Yunxuan shook her head and said, "I always feel something is different."

Meng Qinghe said: "The abbot was here before."

"Oh?" Hu Yunxuan said, "Does Monk Fakong have any arrangements?"

Meng Qinghe shook his head slightly: "I just gave you some pointers on our practice. Why are you here, Your Highness?"

Under normal circumstances, Hu Yunxuan would come to bed at night and fall asleep deeply while reciting Buddhist sutras, having a good sleep.

Rarely come at this time.

"I heard the news." Hu Yunxuan sneered: "A group of demons and monsters came out to run wild!"

Meng Qinghe said: "It has been cleared. Your Highness does not need to interfere in these matters."

"Wuchang Sword Sect will also come?" Hu Yunxuan said: "You can't deal with them!"

"Can His Highness stop them?" Meng Qinghe asked with a smile, "I'm afraid it's not possible, right?"

They passed through two moon gates and came to a courtyard.

This is a quiet and simple courtyard, located adjacent to the east side hall, but it is a specially built guest room.

Hu Yunxuan usually lives here at night, bathing in the sound of wooden fish and chanting sutras, and falls asleep. She feels deep in sleep and feels smooth, which is better than taking medicine. It has infinite benefits for her body's nourishment and recovery.

"I don't believe they dare to attack me!" Hu Yunxuan snorted.

"Why are you doing this, Your Highness?" Meng Qinghe said, "We can handle it."

"Don't be so harsh." Hu Yunxuan said: "You have only learned swordsmanship for a long time, how can you possibly defeat the Wuchang Sword Sect? And I heard people say that the next time the Wuchang Sword Sect is sent out, it is likely to be the grand master."

"It may not be the Grand Master." Meng Qinghe said: "It's very possible that they don't bother to send out the Grand Master."

As one of the four major sects, the Impermanence Sword Sect must be extremely arrogant. How could it be possible to easily use the Grand Master?

The key is the identity of King Kong Villa.

The abbot is a disciple of Vajra Temple, and the other courtyard he built is even lower than the Vajra Temple, let alone the Vajra Temple.

Kongang Temple is one of the 108 temples of Daxueshan Sect.

If the mere King Kong Villa requires the great master of the Wuchang Sword Sect to be dispatched, wouldn’t the Wuchang Sword Sect be invisibly lowered to a level lower than the Snow Mountain Sect?

The subtlety of this is incomprehensible to ordinary people, but it is very important to the senior leaders of the Wuchang Sword Sect.

At their level, what they compete for is not only interests, but also intangible things, reputation, majesty and influence.

"The Wuchang Sword Sect..." Hu Yunxuan curled her lips: "They are cruel and ruthless, but they don't have so many scruples."

"Then the soldiers will come to block the water and flood the soil." Meng Qinghe smiled and said: "You don't need to come, Your Highness."

"Can you stop the Grand Master of the Wuchang Sword Sect?" Hu Yunxuan looked at them suspiciously and shook her head.

She didn't believe it.

She was familiar with Meng Qinghe and the others and knew their experiences, but she had only been taught by Fakong for half a month.

Even if they learned unparalleled swordsmanship, they would not be able to master it in just half a month, and their power would be limited.

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship of Divine Monk Fakong is, even comparable to that of Dugu Xia Qing, he still cannot be much better than the Wuchang Sword Sect.

The swordsmanship of the Wuchang Sword Sect is a peerless swordsmanship that is rare in the world.

Their sword techniques are similar, but the Grandmaster of the Impermanence Sword Sect has practiced for decades or nearly a hundred years, while they have only practiced for half a month, and their cultivation is not yet a Grandmaster.

No matter how you look at it, the difference is huge. Fighting with the Grandmaster of the Impermanence Sword Sect is no different from seeking death.

Even if they have more people, it will be useless.

At this level, the impact of more or less people is not significant.

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Meng Qinghe said.

"It seems that you are not afraid of death at all." Hu Yunxuan said: "But I can't watch you die! ... Where is Master Fakong?"

"The abbot will not come for the time being, there are things over there." Meng Qinghe said: "The abbot is also very busy."

"Hey." Hu Yunxuan shook his head.

Meng Qinghe said: "Dayun martial arts masters have been invading Shenjing, assassinating important figures, and assassinating the abbot."

"...That's right." Hu Yunxuan nodded: "But this is not the decision of the court, it is the behavior of the martial arts sects themselves."

"The four major sects took the lead, right?"

"No," Hu Yunxuan said: "It should not be the four major sects' business, it is the joint efforts of the martial arts sects."

She shook her head when she said this.

The four major sects have kept a low profile over the years and rarely interfered in the affairs of the martial arts.

The invasion of Tianhai Sword Sect in the south and the invasion of the Holy Light Church in the east, the four major sects did not interfere on a large scale, occasionally a few disciples mixed in to hone their skills, all of which were the actions of the martial arts sects.

This action, both the south and the east suffered heavy losses.

Not to mention the south, the Tianhai Sword Sect actually set a trap and plotted against the various sects of Dayun martial arts.

There was no trap on the Great Light Peak, but the result was also a loss of troops and generals, and it was severely damaged by the Holy Light Church.

The reason why the Holy Church of Light was able to display its divine power and inflict heavy damage on the masters of various sects this time was because of the emergence of a powerful figure, Xu Zhijian.

Xu Zhijian was originally a genius and the youngest elder of the Holy Church of Light. Originally, he was thought to be young and weak in cultivation, so he was not a big deal. After two failed assassination attempts, he was let go.

No one expected him to suddenly transform at the critical moment, killing many great masters in one breath with the attitude of killing Buddhas and gods, invincible, and becoming famous in one battle.

The various sects in the martial arts world were originally dissatisfied with the four major sects, thinking that it would be better for them not to take action, so as not to compete with them for merit.

After all, they wanted to make merit and exchange benefits from the court. Once the four major sects took action, they would have nothing to do.

Now they unanimously called on the four major sects to take action, and not let the Holy Church of Light and the Tianhai Sword Sect be so rampant, and they had to teach the two sects a lesson.

"Senior Sister Yuanchun, someone is coming." A nun suddenly floated into the courtyard, holding a wooden tray in her hand, with two cups of tea on the tray, and presented it to the two people, saying casually.

"They came so quickly." Meng Qinghe took the teacup: "How long has it been? Are they from the Impermanence Sword Sect?"

The nun had big watery eyes, pure and moving, and whispered: "Their clothes are white on the upper body and black on the lower body. They must be masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect?"

"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded and looked at Hu Yunxuan: "Your Highness, you take a break first, I will go to meet them for a while."

"Senior Sister Yuanchun, there are four grand masters in total." The nun whispered.

"Let everyone go." Meng Qinghe put down the teacup: "Let Zhao Xiu'e take people to hide in the dark and don't come out."

"Yes." The pure nun floated away.

"Four grand masters!" Hu Yunxuan also put down the teacup, stood up and said: "You can't handle it."

Four grand masters, they are three against one, it is impossible to win, they can only block it themselves.

She turned and walked out.

"Your Highness!" Meng Qinghe said hurriedly.

Hu Yunxuan waved her hand and ignored him. She continued to walk out and came to the front yard of the main hall, where she saw four middle-aged men.

The robes they wore were black in color, with white from the collar to the lapels to the center, which looked very special.

When people saw this special clothing, they knew that they were disciples of the Impermanence Sword Sect.

The four men stood with their hands behind their backs, like four swords out of the box, with their sharp edges exposed. The air in the entire front yard seemed to be filled with sword energy and a chill.

Hu Yunxuan wanted to escape inexplicably.

This sense of danger made her body stiff, her face stiff, and she gritted her teeth and stared at the four middle-aged men.

They all looked up at the sky and then at the main hall.

The main hall enshrined a golden Buddha statue, which was said to be the founder of the first generation of Vajra Temple. He was big-eared, gentle and generous.

They seemed to be unaware that Hu Yunxuan was coming, nor that Meng Qinghe and the others were coming. They just stood with their hands behind their backs and looked at the Buddha statue in the main hall.

Meng Qinghe looked at Hu Yunxuan helplessly and shook his head.

Hu Yunxuan snorted and said, "Who are you?"

The four middle-aged men looked over, as if four swords were piercing through the air, and the cold light burst out and pierced her eyes, and she couldn't help but want to close her eyes.

Hu Yunxuan felt this way.

She felt pain in her eyes and couldn't help wanting to cry.

Meng Qinghe formed seals with both hands, and a heart-clearing spell fell on Hu Yunxuan's head. Suddenly, the nectar fell into her mind, and the feeling of crying disappeared.

Meng Qinghe said, "Are you four masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect?"

The middle-aged man in the lead had a handsome appearance, but was as cold as ice. He glanced at Meng Qinghe indifferently, without even looking at Hu Yunxuan: "For the sake of the monk Fakong, if you leave Yunjing now, I can spare your lives."