Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

If no one introduces him, can't he meet this monk Fakong?

Since he is the abbot of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, it will be easy.

Just go to the door and burn incense, and ask to see the abbot.

There are many temples in Shenjing, so the monks' attitudes are of course good. In order to win pilgrims, they are very diligent.

He curled his lips secretly. In his heart, he looked down on the behavior of the Great Snow Mountain Sect. It was simply self-degradation.

The status of the three major sects is here, and there is no need to make a name for themselves. Who in the world wants to practice martial arts? Who doesn't want to join the three major sects? Why do you have to humiliate yourself and build a separate courtyard in Shenjing?

Just like the Tianhai Sword Sect, there is no need to beg others to join the Tianhai Sword Sect. There are countless people who want to join the Tianhai Sword Sect every year.

His mind turned quickly and stopped mentioning Fakong: "Senior Chengxu, have you also noticed the whereabouts of those people?"

"Hehe..." Chengxu laughed.

Sima Xun's words were agreed by the other six people.

They had long disliked Chengxu, thinking that Chengxu was too shameless. He relied on his high cultivation and good relationship with Sicheng to take advantage of him and insisted on following Sicheng.

If Sicheng found the murderers, he would not have to work hard to find them. It was really a good plan.

Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "Uncle Chengxu, I think I will find them!"

"Alas..., nephew Ning, you are really different." Chengxu smiled and said: "You have perfected the wisdom heart and the Taiyin Jizhao Jue. You are indeed a genius who appears once in hundreds of years."

"Uncle, you are too kind." Ning Zhenzhen said lightly.

There was no trace of pride on her beautiful face like white jade.

If it was in the past, she would have been complacent, but now with Fakong in front of her, she really couldn't find a reason to be proud.

"I thought I would ask Fakong for help after all." Chengxu smiled: "I didn't expect you to find them. It's a relief."

Sima Xun smiled proudly.

Even if Monk Fakong came, he might not be able to find it.

Si Cheng has perfected both the Wisdom Heart and the Taiyin Silent Illumination Technique. When it comes to tracking skills, no one in the world can match him.

Chengxu laughed and said, "I mentioned it to the people of Shenwu Mansion and asked them to find the masters of Vajra Temple for help. It's a pity that they haven't found them yet. Otherwise, you might not be able to get ahead."

Ning Zhenzhen said, "If Brother was here, everything would have ended long ago."

As soon as the magical power was used, he could see it clearly. Why would he need to go through so much trouble?

Sima Xun frowned.

He felt very uncomfortable.

It seems that Si Cheng was confused by Monk Fakong and imagined that Monk Fakong was too powerful.

Where in the world is there such a tracking skill?

Unknowingly, two young men followed Monk Chengxu, both in purple robes and silent.

But their cultivation was not inferior to Sima Xun and the others.

At this time, someone whispered: "Master Chengxu, it's not that we didn't go to find the masters of the Vajra Temple, it's just that we were delayed."

"Hmm-?"

"Marquis Fan went to the Vajra Temple in person, and then the people of the Vajra Temple recommended Master Fakong, but when Marquis Fan rushed back to Shenjing and went to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, he happened to see that the emperor pardoned Master Fakong as the Great Freedom Dharma Master."

"The Great Freedom Dharma Master?" Chengxu was stunned.

Then he laughed out loud: "Master?"

The purple-robed young man smiled helplessly and nodded: "This time, our Shenwu Mansion can't invite Master Fakong at all."

Ning Zhenzhen suddenly stopped and opened her beautiful eyes: "Senior brother was pardoned and named the Great Free Master?"

"It's absolutely correct. It's impossible to make a mistake about this kind of thing." The purple-robed young man looked bitter: "This matter is also to blame Fan Junhou and others. If they had arrived one step earlier and invited Master Fakong before the eunuch announced the decree, they would have arrived now."

"Hahahaha..." Chengxu laughed: "What a great Fakong, incredible!"

Sima Xun looked puzzled: "How could he be named the Master? Is he profound in Buddhism? Isn't he very young?"

He has always been under the impression that only those old monks who are highly respected, profound in Buddhism, and unfathomable in cultivation can hope to be pardoned by the emperor.

"Alas..." The purple-robed young man shook his head helplessly: "I don't know about this. The emperor did not announce it to the world, but only secretly conferred it."

"Master..." Sima Xun looked at one of the young men, Zhao Zhihua.

Zhao Zhihua is a native of Shenjing. His father is a doctor in the engineering corps, a fifth-rank official.

Although his official position is not high, he is an old hand and is very proficient in officialdom.

Zhao Zhihua whispered: "The master is of the second rank."

Sima Xun understood immediately.

No matter how ignorant he was, he had learned about the ranks of the court before coming to the Green Robe External Office.

The second rank means a high-ranking official.

No wonder the military marquis of Shenwu Mansion could not be invited. He was several ranks lower. No matter how stupid Monk Fakong was, he would never listen to a military marquis.

Even if this military marquis was from Shenwu Mansion.

"Second rank..." Sima Xun still found it unbelievable.

At the same time, he suspected that there was something wrong with Fakong's background?

Could it be that he was a royal heir?

Was he a prince raised in the temple?

Did he discover a great secret?

For a moment, his thoughts were flying, and he had a lot of strange ideas, which scared him.

"Found it!" Ning Zhenzhen suddenly said.

They stopped outside a valley.

Sima Xun said softly: "Si Cheng, we have already run thirty miles!... The people from Shenwu Mansion followed us, but fortunately the people from Nei Si did not follow us."

"I guess they will follow soon, a bunch of shameless people!" Zhao Zhihua whispered.

His words immediately attracted the glares of the two purple-robed young men opposite.

Zhao Zhihua glared at them without showing any weakness.

The remaining few people from the outer department also glared at them. For a moment, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if they were about to fight.

Ning Zhenzhen opened her bright eyes and stared at the valley in front of her thoughtfully, then turned her head to look at Monk Chengxu: "Uncle Master, do you think it's weird?"

"It looks like that valley?" Chengxu said.

He also felt something was wrong.

Although he didn't search the valley again and again like the others, he had an extraordinary memory and remembered the original terrain of the valley at a glance.

He felt familiar when he saw this valley.

Ning Zhenzhen said softly: "I almost thought we went around and went back!"

"This is a bit interesting." Chengxu smiled and said: "Can this matter really be involved in the Demon Sect? I thought it was a frame-up."

After all, the Heavenly Demon Secret Book is everywhere in the world, and anyone can practice it.

It is not surprising that a genius occasionally pops up and practices the Heaven Covering Sun Skill, and even this genius is not from the Demon Sect.

"It's hard to say now." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head gently.

"Si Cheng, let me go in and take a look." Sima Xun was impatient and felt that he should not delay here.

To get ahead of the Shenwu Mansion, not to mention the group of guys in the green-clothed inner office.

"No hurry." Ning Zhenzhen said lightly: "I feel an ominous breath, don't go in."

Sima Xun's foot had already stepped out, but he stopped again when he heard the words, and looked at her helplessly: "Si Cheng, it seems nothing?"

If there is really a problem, I don't feel it at all?

This is impossible.

My intuition is amazing, even better than many uncles and uncles, and I will definitely sense it if there is danger.

Others nodded as well.

They were all gifted children, and they believed in their instincts. The valley in front of them was ordinary and even without any dangerous atmosphere.

"Junior Brother Ning, you are indeed a wise man!" Chengxu praised.

Ning Zhenzhen waved her hand: "Leave here!"

Her jade face was solemn, and she glanced coldly at Sima Xun and the others: "Now!"

After she said that, she slowly floated away like a white cloud, at an incredibly fast speed.

Chengxu smiled and said: "Junior Brother Ning, there is no need to do this, just fight them head-on!"

"There is no need for that!" Ning Zhenzhen was getting farther and farther away.

Sima Xun and the others looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and could only desperately use their Qinggong to chase Ning Zhenzhen.

Monk Chengxu grabbed the two purple-robed youths, turned into a stream of light, and in the blink of an eye, he was on par with Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen turned her head to look at him and smiled, "Master, please be merciful."

"Alas..., the matter has not been completed. I can't lose their lives first. I can't explain it."

He turned his head to look and shook his head: "We still have to fight. Your subordinates are too useless."

Six streams of light came out of the valley and chased Sima Xun and the other seven. In the blink of an eye, they caught up with them.

Sima Xun and the others sensed the danger at this time.

He turned around suddenly, and the sword light on his waist turned into a white rainbow and stabbed towards Zhao Zhihua.

Zhao Zhihua was shocked and wanted to react, but it was too late. When he was about to close his eyes and curse, he found that the sword light passed by his scalp.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..." A clear sound rang at the back of his head, which made his ears numb. He rushed out and turned his head to look.

I saw Sima Xun was already fighting with a middle-aged swordsman. The sword light was as fast as lightning, so fast that he couldn't see his shadow clearly.

"Old Zhao, you go first!" Sima Xun swung his sword like lightning, and the sword light formed a thin and clear light shield that enveloped himself, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Don't stay!"

"Brother Sima..." Zhao Zhihua's heart was filled with emotion and shame, and it was a pity that he had doubted him before.

Sima Xun smiled proudly: "These guys want to kill us, it's not that easy!"

He was awed in his heart.

The power transmitted from the sword was too strong, and his right hand began to numb. Fortunately, his trump card was the left-handed sword.

It's not time to use it now.

The other five people were facing middle-aged assassins with amazing swordsmanship. In a few moves, all five of them were hit by the sword.

Some were in the chest, and some were in the shoulder.

The one with the sword in the chest seemed to be uninjured, and still waved the sword desperately, and the one with the sword in the shoulder was also holding on.

"Si Cheng, you go first!" He was moved when he saw Ning Zhenzhen and the others coming back: "These guys are too difficult to deal with, you go first and ask for help!"

The swordsmanship of these guys is too fast and too weird. He can barely protect himself. If he tries his best to block them, he can save Zhao Zhihua's life, but the rest of the people cannot be saved.

Even if Si Cheng has a high level of cultivation, it is not much higher. If he comes back, he will die.

Ning Zhenzhen said coldly: "The reinforcements are here, you are already dead!"

She lightly met the swordsman who was fighting with Sima Xun. Her jade palm was as crystal clear and warm as white jade, delicate and beautiful, and she easily broke the long sword.

Then she hit the middle-aged swordsman with one palm.

The middle-aged swordsman exploded into a blood mist in the air with a "bang".

"Damn, is this the Cantian Dao?" Chengxu also followed and screamed when he saw this scene.

He was like a ghost, so fast that he hit five palms in an instant to block the attacks of the five people in the green clothes.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The five swordsmen exploded and turned into five balls of blood mist.

Ning Zhenzhen accelerated suddenly and grabbed two people before the blood mist exploded.

Chengxu rescued three people.

All five green-clad outer officers escaped the blood mist, but one was already dying, the sword in his heart was still attacking him, and he finally died.

At this time, Fakong stood on the lotus pond with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep and boundless, taking in everything.

PS: Update completed, I don't know if the monthly votes can reach 4,000, but now it is an unprecedented number of votes, I am very grateful to all the big guys.