Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Xiong stood there, thought for a while, shook his head and continued to walk forward: "Let me think about it."

Fakong sent him to the temple gate.

Under the sun, Chu Xiong turned around again and looked at him deeply: "You are the chief of the Northern Supervisory Department, don't you have any intention of showing your skills?"

Fakong shook his head.

Chu Xiong said: "It's a pity that you have all your wisdom and magical powers, it's a waste of heaven's gifts!"

Fakong smiled and said: "It's the best to do what you can but don't do it. If the emperor is not forced by the situation, do you like to work so hard?"

"...I like it very much." Chu Xiong hesitated and hummed: "I enjoy it."

"Then I have to congratulate the emperor." Fakong smiled and said: "I am a lazy person and can't do this."

"Forget it!" Chu Xiong waved his hand, turned around and strode away.

Fakong watched his back getting smaller and smaller, and the guards of the forbidden palace quickly approached him from all directions, and disappeared at the end of his sight.

Fakong looked at the south thoughtfully.

That was the original direction of Qian Mingzong, where the jade pendant came from.

He turned and entered the temple, carefully picked up the teacup that Chu Xiong had used before, and looked at it with a smile.

This teacup was stained with Chu Xiong's aura, which was very helpful for him to see through Chu Xiong, and could reduce the obstruction of the treasures on Chu Xiong.

Chu Xiong had been constantly collecting treasures to block his prying. Even if he could vaguely see him now, he might not be able to see his figure in the future.

As an emperor, he had to collect treasures from all over the world, which could not be underestimated. More and more treasures entered the palace.

The jade pendant was just one of them.

Now Chu Xiong had other treasures on him, which made him blurry and he could not see through.

Fortunately, with this teacup, he could ignore the obstruction through his aura and directly see through his body and his future.

Fakong put the teacup in the Wheel of Time Tower to ensure that it was foolproof, then disappeared in a flash, and appeared under a mountain the next moment.

This mountain is located two hundred miles away from Shenjing.

For ordinary people, this place is far from the capital, but for martial arts masters, it is a short distance.

Qianming Sect was originally located halfway up this mountain.

It was indeed very convenient for the disciples of Qianming Sect to go to the capital for fun, but it caused that accident, which led to the destruction of Qianming Sect.

Standing at the foot of this mountain, he could feel the invisible power spreading, cold and bone-chilling, like a cold wind.

But now it is clearly a warm spring.

Fakong sighed.

This is resentment and evil spirit, condensed between heaven and earth and not dissipated, and it will even become more and more intense, which makes people feel regretful.

He opened his eyes and looked at the vague shadows in the mountain, secretly pitying and helpless.

His figure slowly floated up, and an invisible altar formed under his feet. The altar formed layer by layer, supporting him to rise higher and higher until he was level with the mountain, and finally even exceeded the mountain.

He made a seal with his hands and closed his eyes.

A beam of light descended from the sky.

The diameter of the light column was ten meters, like a white jade pillar, one end protruding into the clouds and the other end inserted into the mountain.

Black air gushed out of the mountain peak and suddenly drilled into the light column, and then hazy figures appeared in the light column.

Their faces vaguely emerged, quickly becoming peaceful from ferocious, looking calmly at the distance, lifted by invisible forces and floating in the light column, heading towards the sky.

Fakong closed his eyes slightly and murmured.

A quarter of an hour later, no more figures appeared in the light column, no more black shadows seeped out of the mountain peak, the surrounding coldness dissipated, and warmth returned.

The spring sunshine was warm, shining on him, and his heart was warm.

These evil spirits would accumulate and become stronger and stronger if they stayed here, and would eventually affect reality.

It would be a merit to completely transcend these evil spirits and resentments, so that they could be freed and sent to the Western Paradise or reincarnation.

As for whether to send them to the Western Paradise or reincarnate, he didn't know yet, because his cultivation was not enough.

Under the warm sunshine, the originally cold and solemn atmosphere completely changed, and birds approached from a distance.

Unlike the cold and deserted atmosphere before, the birds were far away, and the senses of these animals were more acute than humans.

He stood in place, watching the surrounding environment slowly change, nodded with satisfaction, and appeared halfway up the mountain in a flash.

Halfway up the mountain was a ruin, with broken walls and broken walls, broken and tattered, and severely eroded by wind, rain, sun and moon.

Fakong walked in this ruin, and he could see the lively scenes of the past with his eyes.

He felt a sense of vicissitudes of life.

Years change, people are like flowing water, coming and going, and the rise and fall are unpredictable.

He saw the situation of the extermination at that time, the end and misery of Qianming Sect, and the anger and struggle of Qianming Sect disciples.

All the disciples of the sect, regardless of gender, age, or women and children, were killed one by one, and no one survived.

These people who did it were all cold-hearted, without any mercy, and killed people like killing chickens.

Fakong shook his head.

Watching these tragic scenes really affects one's character. The more one sees, the greater the impact on oneself. One should try to avoid it.

One can only sigh that once a person becomes ruthless, he is more cruel and vicious than an animal, and his cruelty is shocking.

He endured the discomfort and continued to read on, and finally found the leader of Qianming Sect.

Several masters protected the leader and advocated escaping from the secret passage.

The leader was a thin middle-aged man.

He flatly rejected it and asked them to escort a dozen boys and girls out of the secret passage and handed them several keys.

Then he turned and rushed out, leading away the masters who came, so that these masters could escort the sixteen boys and girls to escape.

Fakong looked at the sixteen boys and girls and sighed secretly.

These sixteen people must have lived in hatred and always wanted to take revenge, especially the sect master's self-sacrifice to cover them, which made them hate it even more.

Fakong saw this scene and shook his head.

This is the true face of the martial arts world, the strong prey on the weak, there is no justice, and the weak do not deserve to have a voice.

How could these sixteen boys and girls not take revenge? If it were anyone else, they would not be able to sleep peacefully without revenge. The meaning of life is only revenge.

A month later, four masters of Qianming Sect appeared again, opened the cave next to them, took out some things and left.

Fakong saw these treasures, including the jade pendant.

In addition to the jade pendant, there are eight other treasures.

Fakong's eyes swept over these eight treasures, including three jade pendants, four jade pendants, a long sword, and a treasure armor.

His eyes finally stopped at the long sword.

The jade pendant and the jade pendant are both mysterious, but this long sword gave him an inexplicable sense of vigilance and coldness.

This means that it is a threat to him.

There are not many magic swords and weapons in this world that can threaten him. The continuous improvement of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art has made weapons useless in front of him.

The current realm of the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is not only invulnerable to swords and guns, but also invulnerable to magic weapons.

No matter how strong they are, they can't hurt him.

But this long sword can hurt him or even kill him, which can be said to be a well-deserved magic weapon.

He stared at the image of the past with his eyes, concentrating again and again, imprinting it deep in his mind.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked into the distance, looking for the location of this long sword.

Unfortunately, the induction in the dark could not find it.

He thought about it, and his figure flashed, and he appeared in a secret room.

This secret room is located in the mountain peak, a stone room in the deepest part of a cave.

This cave is extremely secretive.

Those who wanted to destroy the sect searched carefully, leaving no place untouched, and dug the ground three feet deep, but they still couldn't find the cave.

It was finally opened by the survivors of Qianming Sect, and the treasure was taken out.

The secret room he was in was in one of the rooms in the cave, where the long sword was placed, and the sword's stand was still on a jade table.

This black stand was where the long sword was placed in the past.

He didn't get close, but stood far away, his eyes fixed on the stand.

After a few breaths, he relaxed his gaze, closed his eyes and searched in his mind for what he had seen and heard before.

Through the stand, he saw when the sword was put up, how long it had been there, how many times it had been left in the middle, and who took it away.

The last time, the person who took the long sword was a middle-aged man, but he was one of the protectors at the time.

After a moment, Fakong approached the stand by two steps, and suddenly a ball of golden light surged from his body, turning into a golden light shield that enveloped him.

Fakong's face was solemn.

As expected.

The support was filled with the power of the void.

Moreover, it was still absorbing the power of the void continuously, silently and endlessly.

So, the long sword could kill him because of the power of the void?

After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward again and stretched out his hand.

The golden light enveloped his hands.

When the golden light touched the dark sword stand, the golden light suddenly surged.

The Buddhist beads on Fakong's wrist suddenly disappeared, but he was in the Kalachakra Tower.

Then the golden light cover disappeared, and his hand finally touched the dark sword stand, and a cold breath immediately penetrated into his palm.

He retracted his palm, and then his eyes became deep again.

His eyes passed through the mountain wall, through layers of mountains and forests, through layers of city walls, and finally fell on one place.

Fakong retracted his eyes, thinking.

The sword is now in a cave in Dayun.

In addition to this long sword, there are six other long swords in this cave, each of which is a divine weapon that can cut hair.

In addition to this long sword that makes him feel threatened, there is another sword that also makes him feel threatened.

But the two threats feel completely different.

One is cold and gloomy, and the other is red and yang, so strong and yang that it seems that a ball of fire can burn himself.

Fakong smiled immediately.

Unexpectedly, there is an unexpected surprise. The six divine swords in it are rare in the world, but they are gathered together.

Obviously, these six long swords are not from Qianming Sect, but from another sect. What about the disciples of Qianming Sect?

His eyes expanded with this sword as the center of the circle.

This is a big house, and the house is located in Yunjing.

Outside the house is the downtown, and there are more than 30 men and women in the house, practicing in the martial arts field.

On the plaque at the outside of the house are the two big characters "Xuanyang".

Fakong searched in his mind.

Dayun, Xuanyang, could it be Dayun's Xuanyang Sect?

This long sword fell into the hands of Xuanyang Sect?

Xuanyang Sect seems to be only a second-rate sect in Yunjing, not too famous, but it actually has such a precious sword.

Such a profound heritage makes people have to sigh.