Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong used a wooden stick to stick the small silk book and shook it gently.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the small silk book was covered by a puff of white smoke.

The white smoke was brushed away by Fakong's sleeve.

The silk book was stained with colorless and odorless poison, which was hard to guard against.

There were two kinds of medicine in total, one on the first page and one on the last page. They were not poisonous if they were not mixed. After mixing, it would take some time for them to slowly take effect.

This was a trivial path, but it was hard to guard against.

Even if a master of the Divine Origin Realm was immersed in the secret book and turned to the last page unknowingly, he might have been poisoned by the time he had a warning sign.

The silk book was lifted up in the air and turned over. He threw away the wooden stick, caught the silk book and opened it, flipped through it, and smiled.

As expected, he recognized it.

From Huiwen's memory, the text of the previous dynasty of Daqian, Dayong naturally knew very little.

This is a mental method-Nine Nether Nine Mysterious Searching God Technique.

It is exactly the opposite of the effect of the Nether Mysterious Talisman.

The Mysterious Talisman conceals the Qi, while the Nine Mysterious Soul Searching Technique is to search for the Qi, and can search for the Qi that has appeared within a few days.

This is much better than the Blood-drawing Soul-Chasing Technique of the Divine Sword Peak.

"Brother!" Faning came whistling, bringing a gust of wind.

Lin Feiyang followed him in his shadow.

"What are you looking at?"

The silk book flashed silver light faintly under the moonlight, attracting Lin Feiyang's attention, and asked curiously.

Faning said happily: "The abbot said we did a great job."

Fakong finished flipping through the small silk book and handed it to Faning: "Take a look."

Faning flipped through the pages one by one, frowning, and finished flipping through it with difficulty, and then handed it to Lin Feiyang at the signal of Fakong's eyes.

Lin Feiyang was curious at first, but he got impatient after reading one page, and finished flipping through it in a few seconds: "Martial arts secret book? I don't understand!"

Fakong said: "Nine Nether Nine Mysterious Searching God Technique, our temple just needs such a mental method, Junior Brother, give it to the Grandmaster."

"Monk, you want to hand it in?"

"Yes."

Lin Feiyang asked in surprise: "Monk, do you really want to hand it in to the Vajra Temple?"

"Junior Brother, go ahead, the temple should need this, the sooner the better."

If those guys get into Daqian, the disciples of the Vajra Temple will be able to catch up with them after practicing the Nine Nether Nine Mysterious Searching God Technique.

"..." Lin Feiyang opened his mouth, but he shouldn't say anything.

This move really didn't match his impression of Fakong.

Faning took the small silk book seriously and nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Senior Brother!"

He turned around and ran away like a gust of wind.

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang turned around and followed him. His body was in Faning's shadow, but his eyes were curiously staring at Fakong, wanting to see if Fakong felt bad or unwilling.

Fakong smiled.

Compared with the Sky Eye, the Nine Nether Nine Mysterious Searching God Technique was far less powerful.

Besides, he had memorized it and could practice it. He had the Mysterious Talisman and could also resist the search of the Nine Nether Nine Mysterious Searching God Technique.

Giving the Nine Nether Nine Mysterious Searching God Technique to the Vajra Temple could not only cover his Sky Eye, but also gain credit and prove his loyalty to the Vajra Temple.

Why not kill three birds with one stone?

He suddenly frowned.

Six people appeared at the entrance of the valley and were rushing into the valley.

Faning went around the small lake and came to the entrance of the valley, just bumping into them head-on.

"Damn, these stinky monks are really troublesome!"

"I underestimated them before!"

As soon as the six people started talking, they saw Faning and their eyes lit up.

"There's a lone guy!"

"Kill him!"

"That's easy, I'll kill him!"

A young man smiled and rushed towards Faning.

When Faning heard what they said, he went up to them without hesitation, punched out with his big demon-suppressing fist, and the air rippled.

"Stop!"

"Bang!"

The young man flew into the air with blood spurting out.

"This monk is weird!" The remaining five found that their companion's body stiffened for a moment, and was hit without any resistance.

They thought it was Faning's trick, and surrounded Faning with a gloomy face, and at the same time drew their swords out of their sheaths, and six bright white streaks attacked Faning.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Fakong's voice was light.

The night wind was blowing into the valley, and they didn't care even if they heard it.

Faning threw three punches in an instant.

Three swords flew into the air with three people,

The blades rolled, and people sprayed blood arrows.

Lin Feiyang appeared behind the other two, and his palm had already hit their heads.

They fell to the ground softly and silently, and fainted directly.

"Unable to withstand a single blow!" Lin Feiyang curled his lips, turned his head and shouted to the valley: "Monk, I didn't smash their heads this time!"

"Put their bodies at the entrance of the valley as a warning."

"Okay!"

Lin Feiyang excitedly dodged six times and slapped them one by one.

He had intellectual disabilities, but he was sometimes very smart, especially in such matters.

He immediately understood what Fakong said and directly turned the six of them into six corpses.

He placed the six people neatly at the entrance of the valley according to their height again, just blocking the road at the entrance of the valley.

Lin Feiyang turned his head and smiled at Faning, who bowed his head and clasped his hands: "Monk, they are all going to kill you, why are you still merciful, hurry up."

"Amitabha!" Faning shook his head.

The shock he received tonight was too strong.

Lin Feiyang suddenly clapped his hands: "Put those three over too!"

He rushed into the valley and brought the other three corpses over, placing them together with the three or six people.

The path leading into the valley was not wide, and with nine corpses placed side by side, everyone needed to squeeze together.

"Go quickly." Fakong stood by the lake and waved his hand.

Then the two left.

Fakong cast the Great Light Mantra and got the memories of the six people, and had a general understanding of the matter.

It was no different from what the previous person said, except that the six of them were masters of the Golden Sword Sect, and the previous three were from the Iron Sword Sect.

——

In the early morning

The sun jumped over the horizon, emitting thousands of golden lights.

Several golden lights shone into the Medicine Valley.

Fakong stood by the lake like a statue.

The golden light shone on his face.

He slowly opened his eyes and gently shook the monk's robe that was wet by the dew.

With a "bang", the monk's robe became dry again.

Faning and Lin Feiyang, who were dozing on the green grass, suddenly woke up, opened their eyes quickly, and tensed up to take action.

"Go back and rest." Fakong walked into his room.

It was completely quiet outside.

There were indeed four waves of attacks last night, one after another, and the sound of fighting never stopped.

At the beginning, Lin Feiyang was still very interested in watching the excitement and secretly helped.

Later, he became numb and ran back to the valley.

The three were worried that someone would break in again, so they sat by the lake and were on guard, ready to deal with the bad guests at any time.

Maybe the nine corpses blocking there formed enough deterrence, and no bad guests entered the valley later, and it was calm.

Lin Feiyang and Faning were completely awake.

Lin Feiyang encouraged him: "Faning, go and ask for news, how is the fight going."

He was like a fish in water at night, and now it was broad daylight, with few shadows, it was not a good time for him to go out.

Faning looked at Fakong's house.

Fakong's voice came out: "Junior brother, go."

Faning strode out of the valley with a worried look on his face.

After a while, he came back with a heavy face, carrying a young man on his back, who was the first person of the Fa generation - Fawu.

The handsome face was pale yellow, as if stained by ginger juice.

He smiled weakly: "Brother Faning, it's not necessary. I will recover slowly. Why bother Brother Fakong?"

"Brother Fawu, since the master has ordered, we should obey."

"Alas..." Fawu smiled bitterly.

Fakong walked out of the house.

Fawu put his hands together and bowed on Faning's thick back: "Brother Fakong, I'm sorry to bother you."

Fakong put his hands together and smiled: "Brother Fawu is a rare guest who can't be invited. It's a great honor for my humble home. Come and sit down and talk."

Faning came to the table, slowly put Fawu down, and helped him sit down at the table.

Lin Feiyang served tea, then stood aside and looked at Fawu curiously.

Fakong didn't say much, and directly made a seal and chanted the rejuvenation spell ten times.

Fawu's face changed visibly, from ginger yellow to pale, and then to rosy.

His expression quickly changed from surprise to intoxication, as if he was drunk, his eyes narrowed, and his mouth was smiling.

When he woke up slowly, he found that Fakong was sipping tea with his head down, his expression calm and at ease.

Faning and Lin Feiyang were already busy in the herb garden not far away.

The bright sunshine shone on his body and was warm.

He felt lazy and wanted to fall asleep. It was really a good place!

"No wonder the master asked me to come here." Fawu felt the changes in his body and shook his head: "Brother Fakong, good tricks!"

When Huinan forced him to go back to the medicine valley with Faning, he still didn't think much of it.

Buddhist mantras are not omnipotent.

Healing still depends on yourself.

Now I know that Buddhist mantras are really amazing.

Fakong slowly put down the teacup and asked in a gentle voice: "Did the temple suffer heavy losses?"

"Many were injured, but their lives are not in danger."

"Good."

"It is also because you, Senior Brother Fakong, gave us the news in time, and the temple was prepared."

If they had not been prepared, facing their four waves of crazy attacks, the disciples of the Vajra Temple would definitely suffer casualties.

"There were quite a few who rushed over, right?"

"...quite a few." Fawu nodded bitterly, with a helpless look on his face: "There are too many of them."

When he said this, his heart felt like a big stone fell.

Those Dayong masters who broke through the Great Snow Mountain would definitely not do good things, and I don't know how they would harm Daqian.

He then cheered up: "But many senior brothers and uncles have gone to chase them, and they should be able to catch quite a few!"

Fakong nodded gently and said nothing more.

He knew very well that it was useless to say anything now.

This matter is endlessly troublesome.

Troubles in all aspects.

This time, I don't know what the situation is like in other temples in the Great Snow Mountain. If it is the same as here in the Vajra Temple, it will be even more troublesome.

The court and the people will have complaints about the Great Snow Mountain Sect, and the Daqian martial arts world is even more so. The majesty of the Great Snow Mountain Sect...

This time, the Great Snow Mountain Sect was hit too hard.

"The master handed the secret book you got to the elders of the Prajna Academy for review, and it was distributed to everyone to practice last night." Fawu's face was heavy: "The brothers who chased out have already practiced it and can chase more Dayong masters."

The Nine Nether Nine Mysterious Searching God Art is exquisite and difficult to practice, but all the disciples of the Vajra Temple are geniuses and can practice it.

Fawu's handsome face gradually became gloomy: "Senior Brother Fakong, I heard from the master and the abbot that I'm afraid we have to go to war."

"Yes, go to war..." Fakong sighed and looked in the direction of Dayong.

If the Great Snow Mountain Sect cannot regain this face and cannot retaliate, how can it explain to the Daqian martial arts world and the Daqian court?

Even if this is a trap set by the Dayong martial arts world, the Great Snow Mountain Sect has no choice but to go to war.

Fa Wu's handsome face was tense, and he said coldly: "I will ask to be the vanguard. I will not give up until I destroy the Iron Sword Sect, Thunderbolt Hall and the Golden Sword Sect!"

"Let's see what the abbot decides." Fakong said.

He speculated that even if a war broke out, they would not send a large number of masters to attack directly, at least they had to find out the situation first.

"In fact, we should blame ourselves for being too soft last night." Fawu sighed and leaned on the table: "If we were as decisive as you, Brother Fakong, and killed a group of people, let's see if they dared to do it!"

He kept thinking about what happened last night.

He was very upset.

If he was more decisive and killed the besieged Dayong masters directly, he might have scared off the ones behind.

There would not have been the next three waves of attacks.

It is the right thing to do to hit them hard to destroy their morale and let them retreat obediently.

Hesitation and softness made them more excited and failed to calm them down, which led to the flood bursting the dam, allowing them to break through the temple's defenses and enter Daqian.

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