Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Zhuo Lixing's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was churning.

Feijian Pavilion is not an ordinary sect, but a hermit sect and a hidden vein for protecting the country. It will not come out unless the country of Dayun is shaken.

Since the founding of Dayun, the disciples of Feijian Pavilion have only come out three times, and they have never failed to make a move.

In the eyes of the disciples of Feijian Pavilion, the martial arts masters in the world are like ten-year-old children, and they are not threatening even if they wield magic weapons.

Feijian Pavilion's flying sword is a sword of the gods, not a secular swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of the secular martial arts world is like a dimension lowered in front of the flying sword, and there is no threat.

This time, I was ordered to go out to solve two major threats, one is the monk Fakong, and the other is Li Ying, the secretary of the Southern Supervisory Department.

The former is famous throughout the world, and the latter is notorious for his outstanding swordsmanship.

He followed the order of starting with the easy and then the difficult, and dealt with Fakong first, lest Fakong really had magical powers and used them to help Li Ying escape, and he would have to spend a lot of effort to chase him down.

Feijian Pavilion had been secluded for a long time, and now that he had come out of the mountains, in this mortal world, no one knew his identity except the emperor...

Unexpectedly, the magical powers of this monk Fakong were more powerful than he had imagined, and he actually exposed his identity at once.

This monk Fakong was not just moving spirits and playing tricks, he really had magical powers.

His eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking down at Fakong from a high altitude, and he slowly said: "Very good, I admire you!"

Fakong smiled and said: "It's just a small trick, but Mr. Zhuo is too arrogant. He came here directly like this, he should have led me out first."

"Hehe..." Zhuo Lixing laughed.

Why do you have to go through so much trouble to kill someone yourself? Go straight to the point and kill him directly, no need to go around in circles.

Fakong said, "Mr. Zhuo is from Feijian Pavilion. His swordsmanship is unique. It's called the Flying Sword from the Sky, right?"

Zhuo Lixing said, "Master Fakong, what else do you know?"

Fakong said, "I also know that Mr. Zhuo won't make a move."

"Haha..." Zhuo Lixing laughed.

Fakong looked at him with a smile.

Xu Qingluo pursed her red lips tightly and said nothing. She just stared at Zhuo Lixing with her big eyes, trying to see through him.

Lin Feiyang frowned, ready to move.

He felt a huge threat, but he was still fearless and ignored the dangerous intuition.

As long as Fakong was there, he was not afraid of life or death.

He firmly believed that the Rejuvenation Mantra could save him.

Fu Qinghe's face was solemn, his hand on the hilt of the sword, his whole body tense, like a bow and arrow ready to be fired.

The warning signs in his heart kept surging, reminding him to run for his life quickly, and there was no chance of winning.

He knew that if he made a move, he would die.

Maybe they can't even take a single blow from Zhuo Lixing.

Faning stood in front of Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, his bear-like body just covering them and not facing Zhuo Lixing head-on.

His honest face was tense at this moment, and there was actually a surge of murderous aura, which was his instinctive reaction when he felt danger.

Zhuo Lixing's loud laughter echoed around, but the people around him seemed not to hear it, and continued to do their own things and say their own things.

Some were drinking and stirring wine, some were talking and laughing, some were arguing with red faces, and some were whispering and smiling knowingly.

They were so close, but it was like two different worlds.

Fakong said: "Mr. Zhuo is over 200 years old, right?"

"Then guess how old I am?"

"Two hundred and twenty-eight years old." Fakong said with emotion: "Mr. Zhuo is the oldest person I have ever seen. I have always respected the elderly. Just like the last time when the masters of Duntian Pavilion came, I did not kill them. It is not easy to live to this age."

Zhuo Lixing restrained his smile: "Do you think I am too old to use the sword?"

Fakong Shaking his head: "I think, at this age, why force yourself to fight and kill, wouldn't it be better to enjoy your old age?"

Zhuo Lixing chuckled: "Killing you doesn't require any effort, and there is no need to fight and kill."

He turned his head and looked around: "Are you waiting for help? No matter how powerful the master is, he can't help you. I will take your life today."

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"The order from Emperor Dayun himself?" Fakong said calmly, "Do you have to kill me?"

"You are ruining Dayun's business, you are really a disaster, of course I have to kill you." Zhuo Lixing said: "It's like this when you are too prominent, you still have to learn a little bit of keeping a low profile, but unfortunately, you know it too late now, you should learn it well in your next life."

Fakong said: "Doesn't Emperor Dayun think about it, if he gets a terminal illness, or the concubines, the empress dowager, the princes and grandchildren get a terminal illness, when there is no medicine to cure it, saving my life is equivalent to saving their lives?"

"Haha..." Zhuo Lixing laughed: "Are you begging for mercy?"

Fakong shook his head and said: "I don't want Emperor Dayun to regret it, and it's also for Mr. Zhuo's good, so as not to be angered in the future."

It is certain that it was the order from Emperor Dayun to dispatch the elders of Feijian Pavilion to assassinate him.

Zhuo Lixing looked ridiculous and shook his head: "It's useless, you will definitely die today."

He stretched out his hand and slowly touched the hilt of the sword.

Xu Qingluo's eyes suddenly brightened, and she had decided to take action and use the secret technique of the Void Fetal Breathing Sutra to restrain Zhuo Lixing.

Fakong's voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Wait a minute, let's see his swordsmanship."

Xu Qingluo said in her heart: "Master, just knock him down!"

She felt that Zhuo Lixing's mental strength was not too strong and she could handle it well enough, so there was really no need to take this risk.

Feijian Pavilion, as soon as she heard the name and Fang Kong's expression, she knew that Zhuo Lixing's swordsmanship was extremely powerful.

To be on the safe side, there is no need to let Zhuo Lixing draw his sword.

If the Yuan Mysterious Sword of the Void Fetal Breath Sutra is used, it will be enough to make Zhuo Lixing pass out directly and not even wake up.

Fa Kong's voice rang in her heart: "His swordsmanship is wonderful and rare in the world. You should also experience it."

"...Yes." Xu Qingluo agreed helplessly.

She was faintly worried and looked at Zhuo Lixing intently.

Zhuo Lixing suddenly turned his head and looked over.

But he saw a beautiful woman with a black robe and a jade face climbing up the stairs, wearing a long sword at her waist, like a weak willow supporting the wind.

It was Li Ying.

Li Ying didn't seem to expect Fakong and the others to appear. She was startled, stopped, and looked over with a frown.

Her crystal-white jade face was quickly covered with frost. She stared coldly at Fa Kong, sneered, and pressed her jade hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist.

Fakong's face also darkened, and he looked at her solemnly.

Zhuo Lixing noticed something strange about him, turned his head to look curiously, then let go of the hilt of the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Very good!"

Xu Qingluo turned to look at Fa Kong: "Master, do you still want to endure it?"

Zhuo Lixing went too far. He was so distracted at this moment that he was about to draw his sword but let go of the hilt, not caring about his master at all.

Obviously, he regards his master as a piece of cake and can eat whatever he wants without worrying about his master's counterattack.

Li Ying looked at Zhuo Lixing.

Zhuo Lixing's eyes were burning like two balls of flame, and his face was cold.

He looked down upon Fa Kong with indifference, but looked at Li Ying with disgust.

Xu Qingluo frowned and said in her heart: "Master, this guy is a bit weird."

As long as you are a man, regardless of your age, you may have various thoughts when you see a beautiful woman like Sister Li, but you will rarely feel disgusted.

"I have been hurt by love and beautiful women, so I particularly hate beautiful women and feel that there is nothing good about beautiful women." Fakong said in her heart.

Xu Qingluo snorted: "It's inexplicable."

The idea of ​​hating all beauties because the one who hurt you is a beauty is too extreme.

Fakong said: "He has been injured by more than one woman."

"Looking at his handsome appearance, it shouldn't be..."

"It's bad luck and you meet unkind people."

"That's really pitiful."

Li Ying looked at Zhuo Lixing solemnly: "Who are you?"

Zhuo Lixing said coldly: "The person who takes your life!"

Li Ying gently drew out the long sword, the sword was as full as water, and said lightly: "A master of Dayun?"

Zhuo Lixing glanced at Fakong and said calmly: "You two come together... Is Fakong the helping hand you found?"

Fakong smiled: "Mr. Zhuo misunderstood."

"Hmph, I didn't get it wrong, it doesn't matter." Zhuo Lixing also unsheathed his sword. The blade was bright and flawless, and it was filled with cold air.

The index and middle fingers of his left hand formed parallel sword fingers and gently stroked the sword body, feeling the temperature of the sword body and gradually becoming one with the sword.

His eyes left the sword and fell on Fakong, saying coldly: "If you can block my ten swords, I will spare your life today."

As he spoke, he shook his sword slightly.

The blade of the sword "buzzed" and the bright light swayed, as if a living spiritual snake was dancing, ready to pounce at any time.

Fakong shook his head: "Mr. Zhuo, why do you need to use these extra-ordinary tricks to deliberately weaken our fighting spirit? You obviously want to kill us with one move, and you will kill us with one blow."

"As expected of Master Fakong." A smile appeared on Zhuo Lixing's cold face.

Xu Qingluo couldn't bear it any longer: "Hey, Zhuo, if you want to be beaten, I'll beat you. Why are you so long-winded?"

Her senses are extremely sensitive, and the subtle changes in Zhuo Lixing cannot escape her senses.

She has already discovered that Zhuo Lixing is adjusting himself to completely become one with the sword, and is quickly reaching the state of human-sword integration.

He spoke casually, as if he didn't take Master and Sister Li seriously at all, but in fact he was extremely cautious and serious.

When I wanted to kill the master before, I didn't even think about adjusting to the state of combining man and sword. Apparently I didn't think it was necessary to go to such trouble.

Now that Sister Li is here, she begins to adjust her condition.

Obviously, in his mind, Sister Li's swordsmanship is higher and the threat is greater.

It's so blind and ridiculous!

Li Ying hummed: "Look at the sword!"

She thrust out her sword, lightning flashed, and the sword tip broke through the constraints of space and reached Zhuo Lixing's chest.

With a sneer on his face, Zhuo Lixing took a leisurely step across to avoid the tip of the sword, while a cold light flashed in his hand.

"Ding..." In the clear sound, the tip of the sword was stabbed by another sword tip in front of Li Ying's chest and swung away.

Although Li Ying took the Tianyun Fruit and her body and sword skills were greatly improved, she was still inferior to Zhuo Lixing.

Zhuo Li acts first and then comes first.

And Fakong's sword also arrived last.

In Xiaoxitian's paradise world, he is the master, and his supernatural powers turn into instincts, and he can do whatever he wants, invisible and without trace.

This time he has magical foot power, which is faster than Zhuo Lixing.

"Ding ding ding ding..." In a series of clear sounds, Fakong's sword tip collided with Zhuo Lixing's sword tip.

Zhuo Lixing swung his sword like lightning, his handsome face full of surprise.

He never expected that Fakong would have such swordsmanship, especially his speed, which was faintly better than his own.

Isn’t the most powerful thing about Monk Fa Kong the Buddhist Dharma?

It is said that his swordsmanship is also good.

But in his opinion, no matter how extraordinary it is, it is impossible to surpass Buddhism. After all, it is the Buddha's mantras and supernatural powers that are famous in the world, not the swordsmanship.

But after experiencing it in person, he realized that what you hear is false, and what you see is true.

Who would have thought that Fakong's swordsmanship has reached such a level! ?

He originally thought that the fastest person in the world was himself.

The swordsmanship of the flying sword from the sky is wonderful, and it emphasizes the unity of man and sword. While the person is practicing the sword, the sword is also practicing the person.

When practicing to a high level, the swordsmanship will practice the speed of one's body beyond the limit of the flesh, so fast that it is incredible and beyond imagination.

The only swordsmanship in the world cannot be broken by speed.

In front of absolute speed, other people's swordsmanship is like a turtle or a snail, and no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, it has no power.

So he can look down on the world. No matter how exquisite other swords are, they can't catch up with him, so what's the use? What is there to be afraid of?

Now I know that there are people who are better than people, and Fakong's speed is faster!

His sword moves became more and more fierce, more and more exquisite, and more and more powerful. He had already used the secret technique.

He made a quick decision, knowing that in this situation, if he didn't fight hard, he would die, and Fakong would never let him go.

What's more, there was also Li Ying.

Li Ying was a famous killer. It was said that killing a grandmaster was as easy as killing a chicken.

Xu Qingluo's big eyes sparkled, staring at Zhuo Lixing, forcing her to remember with her photographic memory.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Lixing was shrouded in an invisible force, making it impossible for her to see through his mental operation.

This was indeed a magical sword technique that had never been seen in the world.

No wonder the master had to take the risk to appreciate this magical sword technique.

As the secret technique was used, Zhuo Lixing became stronger and stronger. Li Ying could no longer keep up with his speed and sword technique, so she could only retreat a few steps.

She stood with a sword in her hand, staring at Zhuo Lixing and Fakong's every move, ready to take action at any time.

The people around seemed to have not noticed the abnormality here. They were still drinking and playing finger-guessing games noisily, shouting loudly, drowning out the clear sounds here.

Still two worlds.

This was Fakong's control over the Little Western Paradise, which could easily separate the two worlds.

In fact, it was to control the five senses of the people around, so that they could turn a blind eye and deaf ear to what was happening here.

Their five senses could sense the people around them, but not this side.

Zhuo Lixing's face was as red as drunken, his eyes were hazy, and his secret technique had been pushed to the limit, but he still couldn't suppress Fakong.

Despair emerged in his heart, knowing that this time it might be dangerous.

He still had a hundred years of life left, but he was unwilling to die here, but he couldn't change the current situation.

He had practiced many secret techniques for so many years, but at this time, the sword and illusion that could really dominate life and death were still the flying sword and illusion from the sky.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and his two gazes were like two cold swords, instantly piercing Fakong's eyes.

Fakong was calm and gentle, not caring about the two cold lights, and let them fall into his eyes.

"Ah!" Zhuo Lixing suddenly screamed, with a sword in his chest, and his eyes widened in anger.

The next moment, Fakong suddenly stabbed Li Ying, who was stunned.

Li Ying was stabbed in the heart.

She looked at Fakong in disbelief.

"Ah!" The people around suddenly screamed, seeing the scene close at hand.