Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Yu Fengchun, what on earth is in your mind?"

When Old Man Jiuyuan saw this line of words, his face changed drastically.

Yu Fengchun is his name, and almost no one knows this name anymore, and almost all those who know it are dead.

Everyone knows Old Man Jiuyuan, but not Yu Fengchun.

Finally, he can conclude that his previous feeling is correct.

I have always felt vaguely that something is wrong.

I thought it was because of my method of taking over the body, and my mind could not be calm, so I was a little suspicious.

Now that I see this line of words, I can conclude that my perception is correct. There is indeed someone spying on me and staring at me with ill intentions!

National Master Benyin Monk?

He stared at this line of words, his handsome face was gloomy, his eyes flashed, and his aura rose.

The flowers and plants in the yard began to sway, and the shaking became more and more intense, and finally the yard was swept by a strong wind.

Old Man Jiuyuan slowly restrained his breath, suddenly jumped up, and stood on the roof.

His eyes were like lightning, scanning the surroundings and sensing the surroundings.

Unfortunately, Fakong is no longer the previous Fakong. He has completely merged with the Little Western Paradise. He is the Little Western Paradise, and the Little Western Paradise is him.

Even though Old Man Jiuyuan has a lightning-like vision and keen senses, he still did not find Fakong standing in the shadow behind a wall.

Fakong stood quietly in the yard next door, in the shadow of the yard wall, but could not be discovered by Old Man Jiuyuan...

The wall could not hinder Fakong's sight. His eyes were faintly shining with golden light, staring at Old Man Jiuyuan.

All the thoughts and ideas of Old Man Jiuyuan were reflected in Fakong's mind. Looking closely, the Little Western Paradise was his eyes. He saw not only the appearance of Old Man Jiuyuan, but also the inner scene.

He saw that in the emptiness of Old Man Jiuyuan's mind, a crystal clear round bead was quietly suspended, seemingly moving but not the same.

This image flashed and disappeared immediately.

The round bead immediately rotated, covering his appearance, and Fakong smiled.

Finally saw it!

As expected, there is indeed a mystery in the empty space of Jiuyuan old man's mind, and this round bead is the mystery!

As for the magical use of this round bead, it is still unclear.

He thought of this and closed his eyes.

Jiuyuan old man jumped off the roof and landed on the stone table, and immediately found that another line of words appeared on the stone table.

"Yu Fengchun, what is the use of the bead in your mind?"

Jiuyuan old man's face changed drastically.

This line of words appeared out of thin air, and there was no one around, why did it appear?

Could it be a ghost?

If he didn't have the method of taking over the body, he would never believe in ghosts, but after practicing the method of taking over the body, he knew that ghosts existed.

When he thought of this, he felt cold all over, trembled inexplicably, and then he was refreshed and snorted: "Who is playing tricks?!"

Even if the ghost comes, so what!

I have the method of taking over the body, which can suppress ghosts and gods.

Fakong was thoughtful.

By reading the heart of Jiuyuan Elder, it turns out that this round bead can actually speed up the thinking process.

Once the round bead rotates, the thinking process will speed up immediately, twice as fast, three times as fast, four times as fast, and up to ten times as fast.

Speeding up thinking means increased understanding.

Many things are not clear, often because the previous thought disappears, and the next thought has not caught up.

If the thinking is fast enough, the previous thought has not disappeared, and the next thought catches up, and it will come naturally, then the understanding will increase greatly.

Speeding up thinking also means a great increase in the speed of cultivation.

The operation of the mind method is based on the mind first, and the mind leads the qi. The faster the mind, the faster the qi. Therefore, in the same time, his cultivation speed is several times that of ordinary people. One year is equivalent to ten years for others, and ten years is equivalent to a hundred years for others.

In martial arts, one step faster means every step faster.

The golden period of martial arts practice is the first half of life, when both the body and the spirit are uplifting, and practice will be twice as effective with half the effort.

The second half of his life was a downhill road. Improving his martial arts level was like going against the current, which was naturally a waste of time.

Faster thinking also meant stronger martial arts power, faster reactions, and more comfortable moves.

With the same level of cultivation, he was able to crush the opponent.

Fakong was full of emotion.

I didn't expect this bead to be so magical.

Moreover, the old man Jiuyuan was able to successfully seize the body, and this bead really played a sufficient role.

Not only does it increase thinking, but it can also strengthen the spirit and calm the soul.

Unfortunately, even with the help of this bead, Yu Fengchun still failed to destroy Zhu Yuquan's soul in one fell swoop.

According to his original plan, Zhu Yuquan would not have fighting spirit, and a few words could take away Zhu Yuquan's fighting spirit.

Once the fighting spirit is gone, the soul will be vulnerable.

But under his provocation, Zhu Yuquan's spirit was greatly boosted, his fighting spirit was high, and he was full of hope, becoming a hard bone to chew.

Yu Fengchun had not completely destroyed Zhu Yuquan's soul, so he did not know what happened to Zhu Yuquan.

Once Zhu Yuquan's soul was destroyed, he would obtain his memory and know what he and Monk Yuande had done.

At that time, the old and new accounts would be settled together.

Fakong thought of this and took action again.

Old Man Jiuyuan found that a line of small characters appeared on the stone table again.

This line of small characters was written one by one, as if an invisible hand was slowly writing them.

Old Man Jiuyuan scooped up the top of the stone table.

Empty.

There was nothing above the stone table, no energy flow, everything seemed like an illusion, so Old Man Jiuyuan could not help rubbing his eyes.

But everything in front of him was real.

He slowly finished writing this line of small characters: "Yu Fengchun, how do you get this Tianhui Divine Pearl?"

"Who?!" Yu Fengchun couldn't help it anymore, and snorted in a low voice: "Get out!"

He didn't want to wake up the whole village at this time.

He flicked his sleeves and was about to destroy the stone table.

But the stone table stood still, and his violent power brushed over the stone table, just like a breeze.

Yu Fengchun didn't believe in evil and flicked again.

The breeze blew over the stone table.

"Hmph!" Yu Fengchun couldn't help but slap the stone table with his palm.

But the pure palm power fell on the stone table, like a mud cow into the sea, and disappeared silently, making his face change greatly.

This means that the opponent's power is better than his.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out a short sword from his sleeve, and stabbed it hard into the stone table.

The short sword cuts iron like mud, which is one of his killers, and the sword body is black without any luster.

"Swish!" The sword body pierced into the stone table.

"Swish, swish, swish!" Yu Fengchun instantly cut the stone table into several pieces, and the stone table was broken into stones.

"Hey!" Yu Fengchun sneered.

No matter how strong and hard it is, it will still be destroyed by his magic sword?

He frowned immediately.

The stone table that was cut into several pieces did not disperse, nor did it fall to the ground as pieces of stone.

They still stubbornly stuck together, with only a tiny white line showing that they had been cut.

Apart from that, the stone table still looked like a stone table.

"Bang!" Yu Fengchun slapped out with his palm.

This palm can knock a piece of stone away, and the stone table will be completely destroyed if it leaves the stone table.

He has now formed an obsession to destroy this stone table, which is too weird and strange.

But after a palm slap, the palm force still disappeared silently like a mud cow entering the sea, and still failed to break the stone table.

Yu Fengchun did not believe in evil and slapped again, and then again, and several palms, but still could not shake the integrity of the stone table.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The dagger cut again and again.

The white lines on the stone table were crisscrossed and dense.

But the stone table was still intact. Even if Yu Fengchun waved his palm and slapped it hard, he still couldn't make the stone table fall apart.

The three lines of words on it were still clear.

"Playing tricks, cowardly rats!" Yu Fengchun was furious and roared.

He didn't care about waking up the villagers or hiding places. He suddenly lifted the stone table and threw it hard to the ground.

"Bang!" The ground trembled and the stone table fell hard.

But even so, the stone table still didn't fall apart and remained intact. The marks cut by the dagger seemed to be drawn from the outside.

Yu Fengchun's face was gloomy. He stared at the stone table with cold eyes.

He felt that this stone table was full of evil and might be a treasure. Unfortunately, it was not his treasure.

He thought for a moment, lifted the stone table, floated out of the yard, came to the river outside the village, and threw the stone table into the river.

He found that the village was exceptionally quiet, and was not awakened by his roar and bangs.

Even the dogs in the village did not bark, which was really weird.

He did not know that his voice and movement were all controlled by Fakong within the scope of his yard and did not spread out.

He returned to the yard and found that the stone table appeared on the stone pier again. The traces on it had disappeared, as if it had never been cut by the magic sword.

Yu Fengchun stared at the stone table with a look of seeing a ghost.

He suddenly turned like a ghost, quickly circled the small yard, and returned to the center of the small yard, standing next to the stone table, staring at the three lines of small words on it.

Did he really meet a ghost?

Could it be that if you do too many bad things, you will eventually meet a ghost?

Fakong stood in the shadow of the next wall and experienced the wonderful feeling of being the master of the Little Western Paradise.

He can dominate everything in the Little Western Paradise, but the degree of domination is deepening.

Now he can dominate the birth and death of some plants and objects, but not the birth and death of animals.

He can make flowers bloom with a thought, and make stones or wood deform and destroy with a thought, but he can't let people in the Little Western Paradise die.

Even so, it is already an amazing power.

As the control of the Little Western Paradise becomes deeper and deeper, in the end, he should be able to control the birth and death of animals in the Little Western Paradise.

At that time, martial arts will no longer matter.

Now the scope of the Little Western Paradise is not large enough, and his dominance is not strong enough.

Fakong stood in the shadow under the wall, watching the gloomy face of the Nine Yuan Elder Yu Fengchun, and his emotions fluctuated violently.

At this time, Zhu Yuquan's soul began to take the opportunity to make trouble and began to disrupt Yu Fengchun's control over this body.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

This is an excellent opportunity, but it's a pity.

He shook his head.

In the end, he still had to give up this opportunity.

For the sake of the Tianhui Divine Pearl, he had to give up this opportunity.

He disappeared in a flash.

Yu Fengchun staggered into the house, sat cross-legged, and began to compete with Zhu Yuquan, trying to suppress Zhu Yuquan.

Fakong had already appeared in the Great Leiyin Temple.

Outside the Great Leiyin Temple, a middle-aged monk was standing quietly, as if in a daze, looking at the vast white snow in front of him.

His bright yellow monk robe fluttered, but he did not move.

Until Fakong appeared, he slowly raised his head.