Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

He had seen the four people from Yuanhua Sect enter a valley.

This valley was like being in a thick fog, with only a vague outline and nothing clearer.

But it was enough for him.

He could see the four people from Yuanhua Sect clearly along the way, and the path was clear, not to mention that he didn't have to remember the path.

"It seems that they are not far away." Dugu Xiaqing frowned slightly.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded slightly: "It's really amazing that they were not discovered."

Both women thought of it.

According to the time and their Qinggong speed, after tossing for a long time and then taking the right road, they arrived at this time. Obviously, Yuanhua Sect is not far from Shenjing.

But the distance is not far, but they were not discovered, which means that Yuanhua Sect is powerful.

They couldn't help but wonder if Yuanhua Sect had infiltrated the court and had people inside the court to help cover up.

If not, then Yuanhua Sect should not be underestimated.

Ning Zhenzhen has been trained, and Dugu Xiaqing is also born with wisdom. In the past few days, she has been constantly sharpening herself with Fakong and Ning Zhenzhen, and she has unconsciously shone.

Fakong shook his head: "We have to see it first. Do you want to go together?"

"Let's go." Ning Zhenzhen was refreshed and looked at Dugu Xiaqing: "Sister Qing, why don't we go together? They won't send assassins for the time being."

Fakong turned his head and glanced at where Hu Yunxuan was, nodded: "The next assassination will be in three days, let's go and see."

In the King Kong Courtyard, any cover is useless. Hu Yunxuan's fate is extremely clear in his eyes, and there is actually another assassination.

Hu Yunxuan is indeed difficult enough. The more timid and afraid of assassination, the more likely she will encounter assassination. Of course, compared with those princes who died in one assassination, she is also lucky.

"Okay." Dugu Xiaqing nodded gently.

The three of them walked away.

Both women had eaten Tianyun Fruit, and their Qinggong speed had surpassed the limit of ordinary people. The speed was amazing, and the three of them soon arrived in a forest.

The distance between the trees in this forest was very short, and the trees were intertwined like acacia, and the weeds were messy and dense.

The three of them floated in the middle of the tree trunk, borrowing strength from each other from time to time, without touching the ground and without leaving the branches, in order to hide their bodies.

The two women already felt something was wrong, so they did not touch any part of the tree, neither the tree nor the grass, and flew through the air.

Finally, they floated out of the forest, and in front of them was the mouth of a valley.

They continued to move in without slowing down, and in the blink of an eye they got into the valley.

Suddenly, the view in front of them was clear.

Under the moonlight, the slopes on both sides were covered with flowers, and it closed quietly under the moonlight, as if it had fallen asleep.

The three of them continued to rush forward without hesitation, passing through the flower beds, and continued to come to a densely packed residential area, and then continued to go in, came to the deepest pavilion, and went directly into a hall surrounded by pavilions.

Two young men in blue shirts were standing outside the hall, standing lazily, loosely, as if they were about to fall asleep at any time.

They obviously had no sense of crisis at all, and felt that no one would break in here, especially now it was the middle of the night.

Fakong and the other two were like three wisps of breeze passing by them, and then they closed their eyes and fainted directly.

He flicked the sleeves of his cassock, and the two of them floated a foot away, lying silently in the flowers.

Dugu Xiaqing pressed the hilt of the sword, her eyes slightly lowered, and looked around with her peripheral vision.

She didn't expect Fakong to use such a simple and crude method to break in abruptly, without hiding his body and slowly plotting.

Fakong pressed his palm on the door of the hall, and after a moment, with a light "pop" sound, the door slowly opened.

Ning Zhenzhen and Dugu Xiaqing stood on both sides, ready to act as a backup, so as not to be trapped inside.

Fakong shook his head and motioned to follow and go in together.

The two women looked at each other and followed.

There was a statue in the hall.

It looked like the main hall of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, but the Buddha statue in the hall was replaced by a statue.

The statue was a handsome middle-aged man with eyes like morning stars, sword eyebrows inserted in his temples, a nose like a jade tube, and lips like painted red.

He looked up at the sky like a living person.

But what was different from ordinary people was that he had four arms, each holding a long sword, and the blade flashed with cold light.

Dugu Xiaqing and Ning Zhenzhen suddenly tensed up and wanted to release their momentum.

Fakong made seals with his hands, and the Qingxin Mantra immediately fell on their heads. They relaxed and looked at the statue with a sense of relief.

At that moment just now, they saw the middle-aged man suddenly smile proudly and rush towards them, like a fierce tiger rushing towards them with wind and clouds.

The four swords covered them tightly and were about to devour them.

In this dense sword light, she felt powerless, as if she could not stop his sword at all, and she would die.

Obviously, this was an illusion.

Fakong looked up at the top of the statue and felt the endless power, like a beam of light connecting the statue and the void.

The power in the void was continuously injected into the statue.

The two women looked at the statue in confusion.

Fakong looked solemn, staring at the sky above the statue, and made a spell with his hands again, and a golden light suddenly enveloped the statue.

"Boom!"

Amidst the thunderous explosion, the golden light shield was shattered by an invisible force, turning into countless golden fragments floating in the air and disappearing.

Fakong formed a seal again and pointed at the statue.

Another golden light shield appeared.

"Boom!"

Amid the explosion, the golden light was shattered again, turning into countless golden fragments.

Fakong changed his hands and changed his handprints, and then a white light column enveloped the statue. The white light column was as thick as two people hugging together.

This time, in the white light column, several figures floated out of the statue and rose along the white light column.

They were old men, with their palms clasped together and their expressions solemn.

The two women were already shocked, staring with wide eyes.

They saw a total of nine old men floating up one after another, rising along the white light column, rising higher and higher, until they disappeared into the void and could not be seen.

They looked at the nine rising old men, and then looked at Fakong.

Fakong changed his hands again, and a golden light cover was buckled on the statue again. This time, the invisible force was squeezing the golden light cover, but there was no explosion like the previous two times, and it did not break immediately.

Fakong whispered: "Let's go!"

He pulled up the two women's jade arms and turned into a shadow to rush out of the hall.

At this time, a group of people rushed over from outside the hall, their faces showing exasperation under the moonlight.

Before they could react, Fakong and the two women had already passed them. When they reacted and wanted to chase them, the three had already disappeared.

"They..." The four old men in the lead had gloomy faces and turned to look at the others.

Dozens of people had gathered, looking at the direction of the valley entrance under the moonlight in confusion, and then looking at the hall.

Someone dragged the two young men who had fainted over and tapped their acupuncture points, but they didn't know anything when asked, and they were confused and didn't know when and how they fainted.

"Who is it!?"

This question kept lingering in their minds. They entered the hall one after another, found nothing unusual, and there was no damage. Then they rushed outside to see if there were any disciples around who were injured.