Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The two looked at each other, hesitant.

They thought quickly in their hearts: Mo Youlan just came in and suddenly left, revealing a hurried meaning. Was it because she found danger?

Did she feel the danger herself, or was someone warned?

But no matter how she knew, it meant that the opportunity for the two of them had been missed, and Mo Youlan would not come again.

At this time, should they chase after her and kill the enemy in one battle, or should they hold back their thoughts and not chase the desperate enemy, and take it slowly later?

The two looked at each other again, gritted their teeth and nodded, and then rushed out of the window regardless of the surprised expressions of the people around them.

They drew an arc in the air, landed on the roof of a house, and tiptoed again, turning into two arrows and shooting out.

They stared at Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen shuttled through the crowd, like a fluttering butterfly, light and agile, seemingly not fast, but actually very fast.

She had taken the Sky Cloud Fruit, so her speed had already exceeded the limit of human beings. With the help of the Flying Butterfly Palm, her speed was even faster.

Although the two elders were galloping on the rooftop without the cover and obstruction of the crowd, they still couldn't catch up with Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen shuttled lightly among the crowd, and after a few breaths, she had reached the end of the street and turned into a small alley.

The alley was only separated from the noisy street by a wall, but it was like two worlds, quiet and mottled with light and shadow.

The two of them entered the alley without hesitation and chased after her. They had sensed that Ning Zhenzhen seemed to be slowing down.

They didn't sense other people, and in such an environment, it was more conducive to releasing the strange poison in the jade box.

What's more, they have seen through life and death now. Even if there is an ambush, it doesn't matter. If the jade box is opened, they will still collapse.

So there is nothing to be afraid of.

They entered the alley without hesitation. After two turns, they found two young monks standing in the alley.

The two young monks were wearing bright yellow robes, their heads were shiny, and their four scars were particularly conspicuous, showing their status.

The two monks put their hands together and looked at them calmly.

The two looked grim, sensing that Ning Zhenzhen was hiding in the corner ten meters away, and they could catch up with a charge.

But looking at the two monks not far away, they looked stern.

As the elders of Shenjian Peak, they were of course familiar with Da Miaolian Temple. When they saw that they only had four scars, even if they could not sense their cultivation and existence, they still knew that the two of them were great masters.

The scars of Da Miaolian Temple were different from those of ordinary temples. In other temples, the more rigorous the Buddhist practice, the more precepts one keeps, and the more scars one has.

One scar is one precept, and keeping precepts requires one precept at a time. If too many precepts are suddenly added, it is easy to be confused, at a loss, and mess up the state of mind.

One precept every ten years, or every five years, first keep one precept, then keep two precepts, until you keep nine precepts, or even twelve precepts.

But the Da Miao Lian Temple is different.

First, they observe the twelve precepts, and then they keep reducing the precepts. It is said that the highest level is to have no precepts to observe.

Unfortunately, it seems that no one has reached the level of no precepts so far. To reach the four precepts is already a high monk with rigorous cultivation.

The precepts are rigorous and precise, one step at a time, one scene at a time, not just talk.

Without the realm of a grandmaster, the practice of Buddhism cannot reach the four precepts. This is certain in the Da Miao Lian Temple.

So as long as you see a master with four precepts or less, he is a real grandmaster, and you must be careful.

Of course, in addition to the four precepts, five or even six precepts may not be a grandmaster, so the cultivation of the monks of the Da Miao Lian Temple cannot be judged by the precept scars alone.

The precept scars can only judge the realm of Buddhist practice.

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"Amitabha." The two young monks put their hands together and bowed, looking at the two middle-aged men gently: "Two donors, please follow us."

"Da Miao Lian Temple?"

"Amitabha."

"Okay." One of the middle-aged men sneered and put his hand into his arms: "Da Miao Lian Temple is indeed going to protect Yudie Sect."

"Amitabha."

"Then let's see the real ability of Da Miao Lian Temple." The middle-aged man took out a small jade box from his arms.

The jade box was only the size of a palm and flat as thick as an arm.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, then held his breath and quickly opened the jade box, and suddenly a bright red flower appeared in front of the two young monks.

The rose-like red flower was stained with dew and sparkled in the sun.

The other middle-aged man rushed to the two young monks.

"Amitabha!" The two young monks chanted a Buddhist name, pushed out their palms, and the strong wind came like a whistling wind.

A sword light pierced through the strong wind and stabbed towards the two men with determination, about to pierce the chest of a young monk.

But his sword was clamped by a pair of hands.

The young monk put his palms together, clamped the long sword, looked at the middle-aged man calmly, shook his head and said: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is better to turn back. The two donors should stop and follow us back. Our temple will not kill you."

"Hey." The middle-aged man pulled out the sword violently, trying to pull it back, but it did not move at all.

The other middle-aged man held the jade box and the red flower in the box, with a sneer on his mouth, and exhaled lightly.

He puffed up his chest and calmed down. After exhaling this breath, he quickly closed the jade box and his face flushed.

This was extremely risky. If he was not careful, he would not be able to knock down the person on the opposite side, and he would fall down first.

The three people who were fighting suddenly stopped.

Their movements froze, and then they fell to the ground softly.

The faces of the two young monks turned red, but they still looked at the middle-aged man who rushed over calmly: "Donor..."

"Shut up." The middle-aged man holding the jade box in his hand scolded without hesitation, and flew to the corner without caring about the two of them.

"Hi!" There was a soft whistle and a clear light.

The middle-aged man wanted to retreat, but he was not fast enough.

The jade box and the five fingers flew into the air together, rolling, stained with blood, and exceptionally bright in the sun, no less than the red flowers in the box.

Ning Zhenzhen floated lightly into the air, stretched out her long sword and caught the jade box.

The jade box rested firmly on the sword, although the middle-aged man didn't care about the broken five fingers. The broken fingers seemed not to be his hands. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Ning Zhenzhen, trying to take back the jade box.

Ning Zhenzhen held the jade box with her long sword. Her body was graceful and agile. She easily avoided his attack and patted him on the back with a light palm.

"Bang!" He immediately crashed into the alley wall.

He wanted to struggle out, but the energy surging through his body robbed him of his strength, making him weak and weak.

"Amitabha." Monk Yuande came out of a corner with two middle-aged men. He first helped the two limp young monks up.

After a while, the two young men stood up. After the warm breath penetrated their bodies, they quickly drove away the softness.

Monk Yuande looked at the two middle-aged men who were helping an elder from Divine Sword Peak to find out his situation.

At the same time, his eyes focused on the jade box that Ning Zhenzhen was still holding on to his long sword.

Monk Yuande said solemnly: "This should be the Xiaomihua, a unique and unique object of the Mi Shen Sect."

The two middle-aged men had cold expressions and plain looks, and stood very inconspicuously among the crowd.

They let go of the elder of Divine Sword Peak and allowed him to collapse to the ground like mud again.

Their eyes turned to the jade box.

Ning Zhenzhen picked it lightly.

The jade box flew over.

A cold middle-aged man took it and disappeared around the corner in front of him. A moment later there was a muffled "bang" sound.

Another cold middle-aged man hurriedly rushed over, and then there was another muffled "bang".

When Monk Yuande and Ning Zhenzhen walked over, they found that they were both lying on the ground, and the jade box was held with difficulty by the cold middle-aged man from before.

The red flowers are still placed firmly in the box.

"Sure enough, you are smiling like a flower!" The two cold middle-aged monks Chao Yuande and Ning Zhenzhen gave a wry smile.

Monk Yuande sighed, bent over, closed the jade box, and at the same time received two cool breaths, allowing them to recover quickly.

The two looked at Monk Yuande in surprise.

Monk Yuande smiled.

He did not explain the source of this power, and the two cold middle-aged men did not ask any more questions, thinking that it was the magical power of the Great Miaolian Temple.

There are countless miraculous feats in the Daimyolian Temple, and it is not surprising that there is one that can restrain laughter.

A cold middle-aged man's eyes flashed and quickly became bloodshot.

Monk Yuande said warmly: "Master Zhang..."

The cold middle-aged man gritted his teeth and squeezed his voice out from between his teeth: "I have three brothers who are folded in this smiling flower."

There was a coldness in his voice, and his eyes stared at the jade box.

Ning Zhenzhen had already uncovered the green gauze, revealing Mo Youlan's true face, and said calmly: "Is it possible that the Mi Shen Sect is the only one in the world that has the Smiling Mi Hua? It may have been acquired accidentally by Shen Jian Peak."

"Only the Mi Shen Sect has it." The cold middle-aged man sneered: "The Laughing Mi Flower is not naturally formed, but is formed through careful and unique cultivation by the Mi Shen Sect. How could it be obtained accidentally by Shenjian Peak."

"Is it true that Divine Sword Peak is colluding with the Mi Shen Sect?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned and looked at Monk Yuande: "Master, I still don't believe it. This is too bizarre."

"They have an inflated mentality and are dissatisfied with the Great Miaolian Temple. What can't they do?" Another cold middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "If you are not strong enough, of course you will want to use external help."

"But they should know that Mi Shen Sect is Dayun's sect."

"As long as you can dominate the martial arts world, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a bad idea to cooperate with the Dayun Imperial Court."

"Amitabha..." Monk Yuande sighed, shook his head and said, "Not being able to ask for anything is the biggest trouble in the world."

"I think we should be cautious." Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "After all, Shenjian Peak is too powerful. Once we deal with them, it will have a great impact on our Dayong Wulin and even weaken our entire Dayong strength."

The middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes sneered: "Keep the Divine Sword Peak, we don't know when we will cause trouble, the threat will be even greater!"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Monk Yuande.

Monk Yuande sighed: "What Sect Master Mo said is true. We will be cautious and not jump to conclusions."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded hurriedly.

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When Ning Zhenzhen returned to her small courtyard, she found Fakong already sitting at the stone table drinking tea with a leisurely expression.

Ning Zhenzhen sat opposite him, took the teacup handed over by Fakong, and took a sip: "Brother, this time..."

Fakong's eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly became dark. He looked at her and then shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work just this time."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

It's not that easy to frame a top sect like Divine Sword Peak, and I don't expect to be able to bring down Divine Sword Peak at once.

But it will be an important accumulation.