Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Let's go and see the monk Fakong."

"Brother, I'll take care of things here first."

"Well, I want to know what's going on, too. It's so confusing and inexplicable!"

The two of them left their bedroom and came outside. They saw four men in black standing upright with their acupuncture points sealed.

They had taken off their face scarves, revealing faces as withered as skeletons, with deep eye sockets and bright eyes.

Cao Jingyuan glanced at them and turned away. He felt annoyed and didn't want to look at them again, lest he have a nightmare.

He looked at several secret guards of the forbidden palace.

Among them was his own guard chief Li Yi.

Li Yi was like a giant bear, with a big round face like a pancake. He stared at the four men in black with a gloomy face, as if he wanted to eat them...

"Your Majesty, we are incompetent!" Li Yi met Cao Jingyuan's gaze and took two steps forward to salute.

Cao Jingyuan snorted: "Old Bear, your nickname is not in vain, Bear!... Humph, what are your usual abilities? Everyone brags to the sky and thinks they are the best in the world!"

Li Yi bowed his head and said nothing.

Cao Jingyuan said: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense now, stand aside!"

"Yes." Li Yi hurriedly clasped his fists, straightened his chest, and glared at the six Forbidden Palace Secret Guards with wide eyes.

The six Forbidden Palace Secret Guards retreated and left the four black-clothed old men.

Cao Jingchun came to the four black-clothed old men, looked at them, frowned, and suddenly struck them with lightning-like palms at their brows.

"Bang bang bang bang!" With a muffled sound, their heads were hit by hammers, and they fell back and fainted.

Cao Jingchun snorted: "They use spiritual secret techniques, and it doesn't work to just seal the acupuncture points."

He was secretly dissatisfied, especially with Li Yi and the others.

He felt that their martial arts were strong, but their knowledge was not broad enough, and they had been staying in the Forbidden Palace, concentrating on practicing martial arts.

Although his cultivation is strong, his knowledge is shallow. He was tricked this time. If they had more knowledge, maybe they would not succeed this time.

Cao Jingyuan said: "Let's take them to Yongkong Temple."

"This..." Cao Jingchun hesitated.

He knew Fakong's temperament.

He didn't want to get into trouble. He didn't do anything if he could avoid it, and he would not meddle in other people's business. It was a bit difficult for him to trouble him with such a thing.

Cao Jingyuan said: "If they investigate, we don't know when they will find out. Let's go."

"...Okay." Cao Jingchun had to agree.

He turned his head and said: "Old Meng, take two people with me, and the others don't have to follow."

"Yes." Meng Zhizheng nodded solemnly.

When they appeared in Yongkong Temple, they found Ning Zhenzhen standing outside the temple gate.

"Miss Mo...?" Cao Jingchun felt something was wrong when he saw her standing outside waiting.

Ning Zhenzhen looked apologetic: "Master Fakong has something to do, so I am here to wait for the emperor and the prince."

"Master is really..." Cao Jingchun smiled bitterly and turned to look at Cao Jingyuan.

Cao Jingyuan looked at the plaque of Yongkong Temple, swept his eyes around the gate and the wall for a few times, turned around and walked with his hands behind his back: "Return to the palace."

Cao Jingchun bowed and sent him off.

After Cao Jingyuan left, he said: "Miss Mo, does the master have any instructions?"

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head.

Cao Jingchun sighed: "Thanks to you this time, Miss Mo, I won't say thank you."

"Your Highness, why should you be polite? As a guest official, this is my duty." Ning Zhenzhen said solemnly: "I am just reporting a message."

Cao Jingchun smiled and left with everyone.

A bright moon shone overhead.

The bright and flawless full moon was like a white jade plate.

Fakong appeared in Ning Zhenzhen's courtyard.

Ning Zhenzhen was dressed in white and was practicing palm in the center of the courtyard.

She had practiced the Flying Butterfly Palm to perfection, and it was like two white jade butterflies dancing.

After Fakong appeared, she closed her palms and made tea, and said with a smile: "Brother, why don't you meet the emperor?"

Fakong shook his head: "Wait a minute."

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes flickered, and she smiled thoughtfully: "It seems that you have something to ask of the emperor."

Fakong smiled and nodded.

Meeting at that time can certainly magnify gratitude, but it is also easy to reward too much under impulse, which will lead to regret.

This is not conducive to long-term.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I was promoted two levels, from the ninth-rank guest official to the fifth-rank."

"Only promoted two levels? It's a life-saving grace."

"Two levels is already a super promotion. The treatment from the seventh to the fifth rank is twice as much."

"In addition to the rank, what about the position?"

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I became the deputy chief guard of Caiweiyuan, which is closer to the study."

The study of Prince Chun's Mansion is her primary goal.

If you can freely enter and exit the study room of Prince Chun's mansion, the level of information you get is high enough and the use is great enough.

Although Daqian and Dayong are no longer rivals, they cannot be completely unprepared. It is important to be well-informed.

You can use these clever information, but you can't be ignorant of it.

Fakong nodded: "Don't force yourself too much, don't rush for success, anyway, there is no need to rush now."

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

Under the current situation, Daqian does not have such a strong demand for Dayong's news, so she doesn't have to rush, just take it step by step.

Trust takes time to accumulate.

Fakong said: "Help me keep an eye on the news and movements of the Great Miaolian Temple."

Ning Zhenzhen tilted her head to look at him.

Fakong said: "The Great Miaolian Temple may take the initiative against me."

Ning Zhenzhen frowned: "The status of the Great Miaolian Temple is deeply rooted. Senior brother, if you are hostile to them, you must be cautious."

Gu Wei/span\u003e The status of Damiaolian Temple is not comparable to that of the three major sects of Daqian. It is higher than the status of the three major sects of Daqian.

Once Fakong becomes an enemy of the Great Miaolian Temple, if he is in Daqian, it is equivalent to being an enemy of the three major sects at the same time.

"I'm afraid that they will blame me for being too famous and weakening their reputation." Fakong shook his head: "We are enemies in the same industry."

Ning Zhenzhen pursed her lips and chuckled.

This statement is both self-deprecating and playful.

Fakong said: "Who are these people who use the technique of suppressing nightmares?"

"Masters of the Xuanmeng Sect." Ning Zhenzhen suppressed her smile, her beautiful face tightened: "What they practice is not martial arts, but a kind of mysterious power. The four of them cooperated with each other and even blocked King Chun's residence, making them The two are trapped in a dream, which seems to be both illusion and reality, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction. "

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to escape. It's obvious that the emperor and the prince both have treasures that protect the gods and meditate. They are all treasures that the national master personally blessed."

The cultivation of these four old guys is extremely deep and unpredictable, and they are no match for them.

The power in the world is really not just martial arts, there are also many unpredictable powers that are difficult to guard against.

"National Master?" Fakong was refreshed.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "I heard from King Chun that he and the emperor both wear the secret treasure of protecting the gods and meditating the mind, which was personally blessed by the national master."

Fakong smiled.

Ning Zhenzhen understood what he was thinking when she saw his smile: "Is this a huge blow to the majesty of the Imperial Master?"

Fakong looked up at the night sky: "This is certain."

The so-called firm belief, no matter how firm the trust, will gradually be broken down by disappointment again and again.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Senior brother, I don't think King Chun meant to blame the Imperial Master. It's not that the Imperial Master's consecration didn't work. These four Xuanmeng Sect guys are too strong and they have already escaped."

Fakong said: "Escape? You should lead the way, right?"

He didn't believe that these four people could really escape.

If you were carelessly caught the first time, you won't be caught again. King Chun is not a mediocre person.

That is to deliberately let the four people run away, hoping to let them lead the way and destroy the Xuanmeng Sect in one fell swoop.

But these four old guys are all experienced, how could they not guess?

Therefore, it was difficult for King Chun to get what he wanted.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly.

She also had such suspicions, but the look on King Chun's face didn't look like it.

King Chun's face was as gloomy as water, he was really angry and not pretending.

She then guessed that maybe King Chun wanted to tell half-truths to avoid the suspicion of the four old guys.

But when it was actually carried out, it was a fake show, and the four old guys did not escape by letting the water go.

So this made King Chun very angry.

Because when these four old guys come back again, I'm afraid Prince Chun's Mansion still won't be able to guard against them.

"Senior brother, how can we break their nightmare-suppressing technique?"

"Their nightmare-suppressing skills cannot suppress you." Fakong said: "Your wisdom and clear mind are enough to resist, which is the nemesis of this kind of miraculous skill."

"Can I really stop it?"

"Um."

"Then I will volunteer to pursue you."

"Can."

In Wushan Canyon, the sound of horse hooves was rapid, and a group of ten people were riding horses through the narrow valley.

The sun was shining high at noon.

The sun shines down from a ray of sky, illuminating the road in the canyon brightly. The rocks and walls on both sides of the road become darker and darker, and light and darkness seem to be two different worlds.

Under the sunshine, among the ten people, the one in charge was Zhu Ni, who was dressed in green.

Behind her were Xu Qingluo, Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu, and then the experts from the Shenwu Palace.

They were galloping and talking.

The sound was heard steadily amidst the rapid pounding of hooves, and could be heard clearly.

"It's a pity that Sister Chu can't come with us." Xu Qingluo sighed as she looked at the stone walls around her.

Zhou Yang curled his lips and snorted behind Zhou Yu.

This is nonsense.

No matter what, Chu Ling is a princess, how can she go to the border battlefield?

Even if she dared to come, the commander-in-chief at the border would not dare to let her go out. If something bad happened, she would not be able to get the handsome position.

Who doesn’t know that the emperor and empress’ favorite is Chu Ling.

Zhou Yu's figure rose and fell with the horse, and he smiled softly and said, "I'm just afraid that she will sneak over."

"She can do it." Xu Qingluo smiled.

Zhu Ni frowned and shook his head.

If Chu Ling really came over, he would never let her do whatever he wanted, and he would definitely find a way to send her back.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Sister Zhu, this is a good place to set up an ambush. Will there be an ambush?"

Zhu Ni said: "What do you, a marching scout, think?"

"Report to Sima, there is an ambush." ​​Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "As soon as we leave the canyon, there is a group of horse thieves waiting for us."

She turned around and took a look at the other masters of the Shenwu Palace.

There were ten of them, four Grandmasters, and the others were all at the pinnacle of Grandmasters, only one step away from becoming Grandmasters.

It's a pity that Sister Chu didn't come, otherwise if the four of them formed a sword formation, the four of them would be able to deal with the more than a hundred horse thieves.

Now, it’s time to put in some extra effort.

"How many people?" Zhu Ni said solemnly.

Xu Qingluo said: "One hundred and twenty-three, with strong spirits, and all of them are stained with blood."

Zhu Ni frowned and murmured: "One hundred and twenty-three,...did they hear the news and deliberately ambush us?"

She couldn't help but be so suspicious.

Ps: It’s over. I risked my life. Please help.