Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong watched coldly.

He knew that Monk Ci'en was about to kill, and then he would be pursued by Tianhai Sword Sect, and then chased to Fumo Temple.

Fumo Temple is a secluded Buddhist temple. There are top masters in the temple, but Tianhai Sword Sect also has top masters.

What's more, Tianhai Sword Sect has the support of former head Leng Feiqiong. Even if it is not strong enough, it can borrow power from the court, so it acts recklessly and will never let Fumo Temple go.

Compared with the strength of Tianhai Sword Sect, Fumo Temple seems fragile and will be destroyed if it is blocked.

So this step is a step into the abyss. If Monk Ci'en really wants to kill, I'm afraid he will be doomed.

Not to mention that he wants to kill the new demon king, he can't even protect himself.

Thinking of this, Fakong shook his head.

This is his method, calculating others without being visible.

Monk Ci'en was arrogant and rude to him, and he also calculated him, so it was considered that neither of them owed him anything.

According to Monk Ci'en's original fate, he would seriously injure Li Ying, causing great damage to Li Ying's meridians and state of mind, thus delaying her martial arts progress and lowering her martial arts limit.

Monk Ci'en escaped safely and returned to the Demon Temple. His cultivation level improved greatly and he became one of the world's top masters.

But his relic changed everything.

Li Ying escaped her original fate.

Monk Ci'en's fate changed. He failed to injure the Demon Lord, preventing his state of mind from skyrocketing and his cultivation level from skyrocketing.

He also encountered the trouble of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

Fakong looked at it calmly from a distance, but was thinking whether to intervene or not, whether to watch Monk Ci'en step into the abyss.

Monk Ci'en flashed, silently flying above the treetops, flying in the air, as if walking on flat ground.

He looked at the six people running in the pine forest calmly and indifferently, watching them pass through the pine trees.

The killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger, but his expression was still calm and indifferent, like a god looking down at ants.

In his eyes, these six people were like ants, and he could be trampled to death at will.

The martial arts skills were too different.

When he raised his hand and was about to attack, Fakong's voice suddenly came to his ear: "Master."

Monk Ci'en's eyes flashed, his figure flashed like a ghost, turned in the air, and landed silently on the top of a pine tree.

The six people running below were unaware and continued to rush forward.

Fakong's voice rang in Monk Ci'en's mind: "If I were the master, I would kill the six of them in one fell swoop, instead of killing them one by one to give them time to communicate."

Monk Ci'en turned around, clasped his hands together and bowed to the void, and slowly said: "Master Fakong."

"Master, follow me." Fakong came slowly from a distance. The last moment he was still a small black dot in the distance, and the next moment he appeared in front of Monk Ci'en.

He turned and walked to the side, stepping on the void as if walking on flat ground. It seemed slow, but he could take hundreds of meters in one step, like the Taoist shrinking the earth into an inch.

Monk Ci'en flashed twice like a ghost, and had come to Fakong's side. The two appeared on the top of a mountain.

There was a pine forest on the top of the mountain. The strong wind made the pine branches sway and rustle.

Each of them stepped on a pine tree, and their bodies swayed with the pine branches.

Monk Ci'en said in a deep voice: "Master Fakong wants to save the disciples of Tianhai Sword Sect?... The former head of Tianhai Sword Sect was your registered disciple, and we are indeed a family."

Fakong laughed.

Monk Ci'en stared at him.

Fakong said: "Master, I came here to remind you that the disciples of Tianhai Sword Sect have secret skills. If you can't kill them in one move, they will activate the secret skills and mark you."

Monk Ci'en frowned.

Fakong said: "Think about it, after Master kills them, he will be caught by Tianhai Sword Sect immediately. At that time, Master, will you kill all the people of Tianhai Sword Sect? Or will Tianhai Sword Sect kill you, Master?"

Fakong shook his head and smiled: "Master, it is impossible for you to escape. There is no escape. The mark will guide them to find you. No matter where you escape, it will be useless."

Monk Ci'en frowned.

Fakong smiled: "And Master, you are too credulous. They said that I am from the Tianhai Sword Sect. Are we from the same family? Master, didn't you find out that I have a grudge against Tianhai Sword Sect?"

"But the former head of Tianhai Sword Sect, Concubine Leng..."

"She is no longer the head of Tianhai Sword Sect, and she is her. Tianhai Sword Sect is Tianhai Sword Sect. They cannot be confused."

Monk Ci'en frowned.

The words of Tianhai Sword Sect disciples cannot be trusted easily, so what about Master Fakong's words? Don't trust them easily either?

When walking in the world, you must be on guard against others.

Does Monk Fakong want to save the six people of Tianhai Sword Sect?

Fakong said calmly: "Master, you may not make a move. Once you make a move, don't give them a chance to react. Kill them all in an instant."

"So..." Monk Ci'en was half-believing and half-doubting.

Could it be that Master Fakong really had good intentions?

Fakong smiled and disappeared in a flash.

Monk Ci'en frowned and did not relax.

Fakong was able to arrive in time, obviously he had been watching him, but he was unaware of it. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

But even if Fakong was watching, he still had to kill those six people. Such a vicious and insidious demon must not be kept alive, as it would cause endless harm.

His figure flashed and he had already gone far away, thinking while running fast.

Why did Fakong make this suggestion?

Why was he always paying attention to him?

His suggestion did not seem to have any malicious intent.

Was he really worried that he would be hunted down by the Tianhai Sword Sect?

He should not be liked by Fakong.

After all, the people he met were all respectful to him, the holy monk, but he didn't take it seriously and didn't show any respect to him.

After all, his cultivation should be better than his, so there was no need to show respect to him.

This should disgust him, why would he help him?

Could he really be so open-minded?

While thinking, he caught up with the six people from Tianhai Sword Sect, but didn't rush to take action. He stayed behind them, following them like a shadow.

"Brother Zhang, I've been worried that this monk will chase us, so we have to speed up."

"If he wanted to chase us, with his Qinggong, he would have caught up with us by now. Now there is no trace of him, so there is no point."

"After all, he is still afraid of our Tianhai Sword Sect."

"Who in the world is not afraid of our Tianhai Sword Sect?"

"I have been concentrating and practicing the Blood Soul Art just now, ready to die with him at any time. Even if I die, I will mark him and let the sect avenge us."

"Me too."

"You guys... are too timid." The round-faced young man shook his head: "But me too."

"Hey..." Everyone laughed.

Monk Ci'en frowned.

This Blood Soul Art is obviously the miraculous skill that Fakong mentioned!

I really didn't expect them to have such a miraculous skill. The Demon Subduing Temple has been secluded from the world. This world is indeed different.

I have never heard of such a miraculous skill in the past.

It is very likely that it was created later.

"What a pity..." The round-faced young man shook his head and said, "This monk is even more timid than us, haha..."

He laughed.

Everyone laughed heartily.

Monk Ci'en still didn't rush to attack. Although he had a strong killing intent in his chest and couldn't wait to attack, he still restrained himself.

He wanted to find out the background of these people.

If he wanted to kill them, he could kill them at any time.

"I have sent a secret message," the round-faced young man restrained his smile: "It is estimated that the uncle and others will come to help soon. When the time comes, we will chase them back and kill the monk and Liu Wanzhou!"

"Actually, think about this monk, it is quite pathetic." A short handsome young man shook his head and said: "He lost his life in a moment of thought."

The round-faced young man snorted: "Why, Junior Brother Li pity him, sympathize with him, and want to plead for him?"

"Senior Brother Zhang, that's what I said." The handsome short young man shook his head hurriedly: "He should be killed, and the blame is that he meddled in other people's business."

The round-faced young man sneered: "This is heaven, you don't want to go, hell has no door, but you have to break in, you are looking for death, who can save him?"

"That's right..."

Monk Ci'en heard this and shook his head, his eyes flashed with cold light, opened his mouth, and let out a long howl.

The howl was like a mountain torrent, and the violent sound surged, instantly drowning the six people, making their minds blank.

Monk Ci'en flashed like a ghost, and before they could react, he had passed by them.

Wherever he passed, the six people fell to the ground limply, already dead.

They were attacked on the back of their heads, and the force directly shattered their brains, and they died instantly without any feeling.

Monk Ci'en appeared two feet away from them, looked at their corpses, clasped his hands and closed his eyes, muttering a mantra for salvation.

Fakong appeared not far away, standing on the top of a pine tree, with his palms in a seal, and suddenly a thick beam of light fell, covering the six people together.

Monk Ci'en was startled by the light and looked up.

Six balls of white light floated out of the corpse's head, slowly floated up, twisted for a moment and turned into small light people.

The small light people were exactly what they looked like when they were alive.

They looked at Monk Ci'en calmly, then looked at Fakong, then clasped their hands in a salute, soared into the sky, and turned into six white lights like six long swords piercing the night sky, and disappeared.

Fakong spread his hand seal.

Monk Ci'en witnessed the Great Bright Mantra with his own eyes and was deeply shocked. He could not recover for a while.

The scene just now was still flashing in front of his eyes.

Fakong smiled and looked at him: "Master, now the hand should be solved. Tianhai Sword Sect can't find you."

"... Thank you, Master." Monk Ci'en bowed slowly.

He felt ashamed.

He seemed to have misunderstood Master Fakong.

Master Fakong's Buddhist mantra was not a rumor, but a truly incredible one.

It turned out that what was described in the Buddhist scriptures was not an illusion, nor was it an inner scene, but it was real!

And Master Fakong not only had a mysterious Buddhist mantra, but also a broad mind, and even his martial arts might not be inferior to his own.

He really had nothing to be proud of.

Fakong folded his hands and smiled, "Master, you don't have to be polite. I admire your spirit of sacrifice."

Monk Ci'en sighed, "Subduing demons is the mission of our disciples of the Demon Subduing Temple. It is also fate and karma. Killing the Demon King is not entirely for the people of the world. There are also selfish motives."

Fakong smiled and said, "People are not saints, how can they not have selfish motives? It is already extraordinary to be able to take care of both public and private interests."

Monk Ci'en said, "Master, do you think that Young Master Li will become a demon who harms all living beings?"

"What do you think?"

"Before, I would be worried, but not now." Monk Ci'en smiled, "Because you are here, Master."

Fakong smiled.

Monk Ci'en said, "I have lost the opportunity to kill her, and I am afraid I can't do it again."

Fakong smiled and looked at him.

Monk Ci'en said, "And I also believe that you, Master, will not sit idly by and watch her bring disaster to the world."

Since the Buddhist mantra is not a rumor, and the monk Fakong is worthy of his name, he really has the divine eye.

Master Fakong can see the future, and he is also a disciple of Daxue Mountain, so he will never tolerate Li Ying uniting the Demon Sect and bringing disaster to the world.

Fakong nodded: "Master is actually overly concerned. Young Master Li wants to unify the Demon Sect. He must first pass the emperor's test. The emperor is the best master in the world. He does not agree. Even if Young Master Li has the ability to reach heaven, he cannot do it. If the emperor agrees, Yes, that means being able to control the Demon Sect."

Monk Cien nodded.

"And not only the emperor, but also the various ministries of the imperial court, the three major sects, and even the martial arts sects will not lose their vigilance. The six paths of the Demon Sect are indeed prosperous now, but no matter how prosperous they are, they may not be able to be unified."

"But in the poor monk's premonition, she will indeed be the Demon Lord," Monk Ci'en said, "This is definitely not wrong."

"Then the situation may change in the future and allow her to unify the six realms of the Demon Sect." Fakong said: "I'm afraid it is also in line with the current situation."

Monk Ci'en solemnly announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

He felt that once the Demon Sect was unified and the Demon Lord appeared, it would be a disaster for the martial arts world. Even if it was fine for a while, it would eventually become a disaster in the future.

It's better to kill him.

Fakong said: "Master, don't worry too much about what hasn't happened yet. If she really becomes the Demon Lord and brings disaster to the world, it won't be too late for Master to take action."

"I'm afraid it will be too late by then, and I want to kill him but I can't."

Fakong smiled and said: "If the master is defeated, I will still be there. The two of us will join forces."

"Amitabha." Monk Cien smiled and said, "With these words from the master, the poor monk will feel relieved."

As long as Master Fakong is wary of the Demon Lord, that will be enough, and he will feel relieved.

With clairvoyance, one can see dangers in advance and nip them in the bud, more accurately than oneself.

Fakong glanced at the six corpses on the ground: "Master, why don't we leave first."

"It's better to let them be buried." Monk Ci'en said.

Fakong smiled and said: "Master is compassionate."

He stamped his foot lightly.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, a pillar of mud rose into the sky, and the soil fell one after another, forming a mound about a foot away.

A deep pit appears where the mud pillar appeared.

Fakong flicked his sleeves.

Six corpses fell down.

Fakong flicked his sleeves again, and the mounds moved over and returned to their original positions. A small grave appeared on the ground.

Monk Cien looked at Kong Kong and shook his head.

It seems that Master Fakong is also a person who hates evil and is so rough with them that he doesn't even use a coffin.

Fakong said: "Let's bury it below to prevent the wolves from taking it away. The disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect will find it soon."

"That's it." Monk Cien suddenly realized.

Fakong said: "Master, I'd like to say goodbye. Come to Shenjing often to see me when you have time to study Buddhism or martial arts. I'll see you later."

He closed his eyes and then disappeared in a flash.

Monk Ci En tithes in the direction where he disappeared.

Fa Kong returned to the bed in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and sat cross-legged.

The moonlight shines on the couch through the open window.

The chirping of insects in the forest behind me floated over.

The moonlight illuminated his smiling face.

He felt contented.

This is why those who are good at fighting have no illustrious achievements.

PS: Update completed.