Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Meng Qinghe looked at the four of them, feeling their aura.

They exuded a suffocating aura, the air became sticky, and it was difficult to breathe.

But in this situation, an inexplicable force began to surge from the deepest part of her body.

She knew that this was the seed of sword intent surging, stimulated by them, and wanted to break through the soil and sprout.

She gradually figured out a way to condense the sword intent - stimulation.

Whether it was a life-and-death crisis or such a strong stimulation, it would speed up the condensation of the sword intent.

If they could keep suppressing this aura, maybe they could condense the sword intent this time.

Once the sword intent was condensed, her previous sword skills would no longer be in form, no longer flashy, but become a real sword of killing.

Meng Qinghe looked at the four of them quietly, her clear eyes fixed on the handsome middle-aged man in front of her who was as cold as ice.

Hu Yunxuan was panting heavily, feeling suffocated by the pressure and angry at the arrogance of these four guys.

She was the twelfth princess, but they ignored her as if they didn't see her at all.

She didn't believe that they really didn't recognize her.

As a disciple of the four major sects, it was simply impossible for her not to recognize the princes and princesses. She just pretended not to recognize them.

How arrogant they were, even more arrogant than a princess like her!

Meng Qinghe held Hu Yunxuan's hand and shook it gently, signaling her not to speak, so as not to humiliate herself and bring shame to the Dayun Royal Family.

If they pretended not to know her, they were determined not to give her face as a princess. If they really had to point it out, they would still pretend not to recognize her and insist that she was a fake princess, which would be a big loss of face.

Hu Yunxuan's face turned red with anger.

Another stream of cool nectar fell, which completely calmed her heart and stopped boiling.

All her anger disappeared in an instant. She wanted to be angry but couldn't. Her heart was peaceful.

Even if she told herself rationally that she should be angry, she just couldn't be angry.

She glared at Meng Qinghe angrily.

Meng Qinghe smiled and shook her head, her eyes continuing to look at the cold middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man frowned and said lightly: "Have you thought about it? Do you want to die here or leave?"

Meng Qinghe looked stern, let go of Hu Yunxuan's hand, turned around and bowed in the direction of Daqian Shenjing, and said solemnly: "The twelve of us came to Yunjing to preach the Dharma under the order of the abbot, so that all living beings can hear the Dharma and escape from the sea of ​​suffering. Even if we experience all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, we will never give up until we achieve our goal."

She shook her head gently, her voice soft and firm: "Without the order of the abbot, we will not leave."

"Hmph, that's courting death." The middle-aged man said coldly, "If that's the case, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

Meng Qinghe said, "As the Great Cloud Sword Sect, the Impermanence Sword Sect is just looking for a lesson. Even if we die under your swords, we will never step back."

Hu Yunxuan hurriedly said, "Master Yuanchun..."

Meng Qinghe shook his head and said, "Your Highness, please step back first, and let us fight to the death."

Hu Yunxuan narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows stood up, and stared coldly at the four great masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect, and sneered.

Meng Qinghe stopped her from saying anything else, and suddenly stretched out his hand to seal her acupuncture points.

Hu Yunxuan was very puzzled and widened her eyes.

Meng Qinghe helped her sit at the table beside her, turned around and looked at the four middle-aged men, and said lightly, "Four donors, please stop."

Eight nuns surrounded the four of them, pointing their swords at them, with cold expressions.

"Ahem." The cold-hearted middle-aged man coughed twice and said indifferently, "Wait a minute."

Meng Qinghe frowned and stared at him.

She was a little confused.

A faint suspicion emerged. Are they really masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect? Are they pretending?

According to the style of the Impermanence Sword Sect, shouldn't they have taken action long ago?

Why are they so procrastinating? It seems that they have been delaying time and have never wanted to take action. What's the reason?

She felt very sharp and reacted very quickly. She had already discovered the clues. It seemed that the four of them were not in a hurry to take action.

It can even be said that the four of them had no intention of taking action.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Are you really the attendants of the Fakong Divine Monk? You are women!"

Meng Qinghe said indifferently: "In the eyes of the abbot, men and women are no different. They are all just skins to cross the river."

"How do you prove that you are the attendants of the Fakong Divine Monk?" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Meng Qinghe chuckled and said, "Why do you need to prove it? Who in the world dares to pretend to be the abbot?"

"That may not be the case." The middle-aged man shook his head and said solemnly, "What if you are really pretending?"

Meng Qinghe returned the sword to the sheath, formed seals with both hands, and a Qingxin Mantra fell on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at her in surprise.

Meng Qinghe said lightly, "Whether it is Daqian Dayong or Dayun, who else in the world can cast the power of the Buddha's mantra except the abbot?"

"Is this the Buddha's mantra?" The middle-aged man nodded slowly, his expression changed, and his cold eyes flickered endlessly.

Hu Yunxuan frowned.

She couldn't speak or move, but she could see clearly and found that something was wrong. The four great masters of the Impermanence Sword Sect were too slow.

Originally, she thought that these four great masters would act without hesitation as soon as they came in. If she was there, there might be hope to block them and save a few people.

But their behavior was completely different from what he had imagined. They did not have the cleanliness, neatness, or ruthlessness that the Impermanence Sword Sect was known for.

Meng Qinghe said calmly: "There is no other place in the world. We are ordered to come here to spread the Dharma, so the abbot gave us the ability to perform Buddhist mantras to save the suffering of all living beings."

The middle-aged man said calmly: "This is Yunjing, not Daqian. You should know that Dayun and Daqian are rivals."

Meng Qinghe said: "The abbot once said that the interests of countries are not the fault of the people. The abbot's wish is to let everyone in the world save themselves through Buddhism and escape from the sea of ​​suffering. Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The women put their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name at the same time. It was solemn and calm, but it made people feel excited and respectful.

"The monk Fakong has a great mind!" The middle-aged man said slowly: "Forget it, let's go!"

They turned around and left.

The women did not block their way and let them leave the Vajra Courtyard and disappear without a trace.

Zhou Aotian and others who were watching on the roof next door suspected that they were dazzled and turned their heads to look at each other to confirm whether they saw it wrong.

They had been staring at the Vajra Courtyard, and were worried about the women in the Vajra Courtyard.

But they saw that their companions were all confused, and it was obvious that they could not understand the actions of these four great masters.

Hu Yunxuan also widened her eyes in disbelief.

Meng Qinghe looked at the women and smiled.

They understood.

Meng Qinghe stepped forward to untie Hu Yunxuan's acupuncture points, and said embarrassedly: "Your Highness, I'm sorry..."

"Why did they leave?!" Hu Yunxuan glared at her fiercely and couldn't help asking: "Isn't it too weird?"

Meng Qinghe smiled: "Your Highness, do you think it's weird?"

"Isn't it weird?" Hu Yunxuan snorted: "Looking at the aggressiveness, I thought they were going to kill people, but they said a few words to scare you, and then they left directly when they saw that they couldn't scare you!"

The more she thought about it, the weirder it felt, and she said in confusion: "They didn't even think about killing you, right?"

"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded lightly, with a look of regret on her face.

If their momentum could be maintained longer, my sword will be condensed faster, but it's a pity that they retreated so quickly.

"Strange..." Hu Yunxuan shook her head in confusion.

According to her understanding of the Impermanence Sword Sect, they are not gentle with women, and they will not be soft-hearted just because they are women.

It is not surprising that the Impermanence Sword Sect is arrogant and does not want to pay attention to her, a princess, and does not give her face.

What is surprising is that they actually stopped and did not kill Meng Qinghe and the others.

Meng Qinghe smiled and said, "Maybe they feel that they are not sure enough, and they will go back and invite some grandmasters to come?"

"Are you that strong!" Hu Yunxuan chuckled: "But no matter what, it is worth celebrating that we have escaped a disaster."

"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded gently: "No matter what, I have to thank your Highness for your kindness!"

At the critical moment, Hu Yunxuan did not dodge and resisted the Impermanence Sword Sect. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Hu Yunxuan is of noble status, but the world respects the strong. As a princess, it is extremely unwise for her to offend the Impermanence Sword Sect.

Who knows if the Impermanence Sword Sect will be used in the future?

The Impermanence Sword Sect is not just a sect, but a towering tree with tangled roots. There are countless forces and figures, whether overt or covert.

If you offend the Impermanence Sword Sect, you don't know who will trip you up at any time, and you can't guard against it.

It may be someone in the palace, or someone in the martial arts world.

Hu Yunxuan waved her hand: "Why are you being polite? I didn't help much. I am a princess..."

She smiled to herself.

A princess with no real power but only a false name can scare ordinary people or court officials, but she has no deterrence against a martial arts sect like the Impermanence Sword Sect.

They just pretended to be stupid and didn't recognize me. Even if I revealed my identity, they denied it and firmly believed that I was a fake.

My father would not punish the Impermanence Sword Sect just because I was a widowed princess, causing a rift with the court.

Hu Yunxuan suddenly realized: "I know, they didn't kill you because of Master Fakong, right?"

Meng Qinghe shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it may not be because of the abbot, there may be other reasons."

In her heart, she actually believed that it was because of Fakong.

But because of what Hu Yunxuan had just experienced, she couldn't say it directly.

The Wuchang Sword Sect didn't dare to do anything because of the abbot's face, but didn't take the princess seriously at all.

This was a heavy blow to Hu Yunxuan.

Hu Yunxuan became more and more certain: "It should be because of Master Fakong!... Humph, they are afraid of Master Fakong."

Meng Qinghe said: "Your Highness, let's go back and talk."

——

At this time, in the abbot's courtyard of the Vajra Outer Courtyard, Fakong retracted his gaze.

He took a sip of tea and thought about something in the white steam.

Why didn't the Wuchang Sword Sect dare to kill?

Because of what did they know?

Under normal circumstances, although his reputation was great, it was only the reputation of the Rain Prayer Ceremony and the Blessing Ceremony, and the deterrent power was insufficient.

Many people were skeptical about destroying the Yeyue Sect.

So why was the Wuchang Sword Sect so wary of him?

He did not feel honored or excited, but rather doubtful.

What did the Wuchang Sword Sect know that others did not know? Why did they know it?

PS: Update completed.