Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

How can we make them have some scruples and not mess around?

Fakong thought of many ways in a blink of an eye.

The quickest way is Emperor Dayong.

Only by establishing a relationship with Emperor Dayong can the Great Miaolian Temple really have some scruples.

Establishing a relationship with Prince Chun is useless, and even counterproductive.

The relationship between Prince Chun and the Great Miaolian Temple is delicate. They cooperate and compete with each other. They are both opponents and companions.

When dealing with the outside world, they are collaborators, and when dealing with the inside world, they are opponents. The two forces fight each other.

The two forces did not tear their faces apart, but they were definitely not affectionate. Instead, the struggle was extremely cruel.

Therefore, we should avoid having too many connections with Prince Chun. Even if we have connections with Prince Chun, we should hide them in the dark and not show them explicitly, so as not to be regarded as a descendant of Prince Chun by the Great Miaolian Temple and be targeted.

At that time, the gains will outweigh the losses.

Not everything in this world can be solved by martial arts. We need to take advantage of the situation and adapt to local conditions. In Dayong, we can't force it with Da Miaolian Temple...

His mind was flowing, and these thoughts were just a blink of an eye.

"The next one to kill is the Queen Bee Swordsman." Fakong smiled and said, "He has killed countless people, and it's time to die."

"Queen Bee Swordsman..." Monk Benxi nodded slowly.

He knew the Queen Bee Swordsman.

He has this name because anyone he kills will be stung by a group of bees, bitten beyond recognition.

He is like a queen bee, able to command bees.

In fact, his killing method is still to use a sword, but the sword will not kill the opponent, but leave the opponent with a breath, making him seriously injured and unable to move, and then summon a group of bees to sting him, and die in pain.

More importantly, this Queen Bee Swordsman kills people, and only kills masters of famous and upright sects, and only kills good people, not bad people.

Thousands of people have died at his hands, all of them masters of famous and upright sects, and all of them died miserably.

He has already angered the public, but he is still safe and sound. No one can catch him, no one can find him, and no one knows what he looks like.

After the bees sting, they not only destroy the bodies of the dead, but also all traces and all breaths.

No matter how good the tracking technique is, it can't catch him, so he is still at large.

It has been ten years since the Queen Bee Swordsman started killing people, killing more than a hundred people every year, which means an average of one person every three days.

It's really crazy.

People found that as time passed, the masters who died at his hands became stronger and stronger, and he was obviously making great progress.

In another ten years, if he is still alive, he may be able to kill the Grand Master. How terrible it will be at that time?

"Queen Bee Swordsman!" Upon hearing this name, Yuande Divine Monk's face changed slightly, and he looked at Fakong: "Master, can you find the Queen Bee Swordsman?"

Fakong nodded: "Master Bencheng, we must act as soon as possible. He will soon carry out the next assassination. If we miss today, the assassination will not succeed."

"Where is he?" Monk Benxi said in a deep voice.

A gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, cold and gloomy.

Fakong said: "It's in Ningluo City."

"Okay." Monk Benxi said in a deep voice: "I will leave immediately!"

Ningluo City is adjacent to Jingchuan City. At his own speed, it only takes one hour to get there.

Fakong extended his left index finger to dip some water from the teacup, then swiped it on the table to draw a map.

Finally, he drew a circle, looked at Monk Benxi, and pointed at the circle.

Monk Benxi had already adapted to his map style, and quickly understood what was marked on it. He said in a deep voice: "Is he in the southwest of Ningluo City?"

Fakong nodded: "This is Cuiyu Lane, the fifth house from east to west."

"Okay." Monk Benxi stood up and clasped his hands together: "After killing this man, I will go to Yongkong Temple."

Fakong stood up and clasped his hands together: "I will wait for the master in Yongkong Temple."

The Yuande monk wanted to act with Monk Benxi to see how he used the knife to kill people.

And he was not too reassured.

The Queen Bee Swordsman's methods were very strange. Don't let him escape. He must have a killer to escape if he can be free now.

Fakong appeared in Lingkong Temple.

In the abbot's courtyard, Ning Zhenzhen, dressed in white clothes like snow and white jade, was sitting quietly at the stone table drinking tea.

Seeing Fakong appear, Ning Zhenzhen stood up lightly: "Brother, King Chun was assassinated and seriously injured!"

Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ning Zhenzhen poured out the red clay stove, brewed a cup of tea and handed it to him: "I didn't expect Dayun's assassins to be so crazy. Prince Chun was on guard but still fell into it."

Fakong took the tea and sat opposite her.

The refreshing fragrance drifted into his nose. He looked at Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face and gestured to continue.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "They are three ordinary servants who don't know martial arts. They are innocent people who have been investigated and there is no problem. Suddenly they turned into blood mist. Prince Chun was eating with the princess. In order to protect the princess, he couldn't avoid them completely."

Fakong frowned.

He suddenly felt familiar.

"Brother, do you think it looks like Kunshan Holy Church?"

"It shouldn't be Kunshan Holy Church." Fakong shook his head.

The remnants of Kunshan Holy Church are now under his control and have completely subdued. They will never do such a thing.

"It's Dayun's Burning Blood Sect." Ning Zhenzhen hummed, "We've investigated it clearly. The masters of Dayun's Burning Blood Sect practice a very wonderful Burning Blood Secret Sutra. They can integrate all their power into their blood and control their blood to act."

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"The Secret Scripture of Burning Blood..." Fakong nodded lightly.

He had really heard of the Blood-Burning Secret Scripture, and the wonders of the Blood-Burning Secret Scripture were recorded in a certain travel journal.

Generally, people in the martial arts practice qi training, but this Blood-Burning Secret Manual is blood refining, and the training methods are completely different.

It's just that this Burning Blood Sect is extremely mysterious. The Burning Blood Secret Scripture has only heard of its name, but has never really seen it.

Because those who practice the Burning Blood Secret Scripture are too reserved and secretive, it is almost impossible to tell that they are martial arts masters.

When they started to use their hands, the normal Gang Qi could not control them, causing them to either escape or use tricks that would result in their death.

In the end, people only scratched the surface of their understanding of the Burning Blood Secret Meridian.

"Prince Chun is seriously injured. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive." Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "There are so many panaceas in Prince Chun's palace, but they can't restrain the power of the Blood-Burning Secret Scripture. The power of the Blood-Burning Secret Scripture is too insidious." ”

The key is the blood that enters King Chun's body.

This blood was like the most powerful poison in the world, rapidly devouring King Chun's strength and vitality.

In just a quarter of an hour, King Chun fell into a state of serious injury and critical condition.

All kinds of elixirs have been used, including those to detoxify, those that enhance vitality, those that enhance Qi.

These are all rare elixirs that are being fought over outside, but there are a lot of them in Prince Chun's Mansion. Unfortunately, they can't save Prince Chun.

Gang Qi entering King Chun's body is like entering a sieve, it cannot stay at all, and the power of any elixir cannot stay.

Fa Kong nodded.

He formed a seal with his hands and suddenly made a weak push in the direction of Prince Chun's Mansion.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled sweetly and said, "Can you save Prince Chun?"

Fakong nodded: "He will be fine soon... Dayun is really a good trick."

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "I'm wondering if Dayun will also use this method to deal with you, senior brother, or the princes of Daqian."

Fakong nodded: "I won't meddle in other people's business."

I will not look at the bad luck of the princes of Daqian, just like I didn't look at the bad luck of King Chun this time.

Every time the clairvoyance is used, the future will be changed. If it is not related to one's closest relatives, it is better not to use it.

Who knows whether changing someone else’s future will eventually backfire on you or your family and friends.

"If they enter Daqian, I'm afraid the princes won't be able to stop them."

"If they are so amazing, they will not lose their reputation." Fakong shook his head: "There are still many restrictions."

"That's true." Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly.

If they don't completely believe and relax completely, once they want to use it, the grand master will have warning signs and can easily escape.

This time it was obviously because Princess Chun was also there.

What's more important is that these three guys have profound cultivation and have been planning for many years.

Prince Chun's Mansion

King Chun's bedroom was surrounded by guards, one after another, three floors in total.

In the room, there was only a beautiful woman sitting in front of the couch and guarding her.

Everyone else was driven away by King Chun, who spread the news to the outside world that he was only slightly injured and would enter the palace tomorrow.

Others are not allowed to stay here, and they all perform their duties to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to cause chaos.

After giving these instructions, King Chun Cao Jingchun fell into a coma.

In the dormitory, only Princess Chun was guarding her.

Her beautiful face was full of pear blossoms, and her thin eyelids were red, making her more and more charming.

The jade hand held the big hand of King Chun Cao Jingchun, staring straight into Cao Jingchun's eyes, paying attention to King Chun's breathing. Whenever King Chun's breathing became rapid, she became nervous, her beautiful face was covered with worry, and she stepped forward gently Wipe his forehead.

She prayed in her heart and swore to the gods and Buddhas in the sky that she would be willing to exchange her life for his life as long as she could save King Chun from death.

But as time passed, King Chun's breathing became more and more rapid, and his face became redder and redder.

Having taken all the magic pills, all I could do was wait.

"Your Majesty!" Shen shouted suddenly from outside.

The beautiful woman recognized the voice of the head guard and hurriedly let go of Cao Jingchun's hand and stood up to greet him.

Amidst the sound of footsteps, a majestic figure walked in behind the curtains. It was Cao Jingyuan, Emperor of Dayong.

He came in alone, without a waiter.

"Your Majesty." The extremely beautiful woman saluted, tears falling down uncontrollably.

Cao Jingyuan's eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were starry, he nodded gently, and walked straight to the couch without stopping, looking at King Chun on the couch.

King Chun's eyes were closed tightly, his eyebrows were furrowed, his face was red as if he was drunk, and his whole body was exuding a burning aura.

Cao Jingyuan stepped forward to check King Chun's pulse, and his face darkened.

The beautiful woman whispered: "Your Majesty has taken the elixir given by the Emperor, but..."

Cao Jingyuan pursed his thin lips tightly and stared at King Chun.

"Well..." King Chun Cao Jingchun suddenly opened his eyes. The beautiful woman was overjoyed and called out: "Your Majesty!"

King Chun smiled, the blood red on his face quickly faded, he straightened up, and the beautiful woman hurriedly helped him up.

Tears slipped down and dripped onto the brocade quilt, getting in and turning into water droplets.

Cao Jingchun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter anymore, why are you crying...when did the emperor come here?"

He knew that Fakong had taken action.

A stream of fine nectar fell from the sky. After falling into the body, it quickly nourished the body that was riddled with holes. Vigorous vitality began to emerge in the body, driving away the cold and vicious breath, like boiling water pouring on snow.

All elixirs are inferior to this nectar.

Master Fakong's Rejuvenation Mantra is even better than before, he muttered to himself.

His face remained expressionless.

"Just came." Emperor Cao Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

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