Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Did Fakong use Feiqiong to trick me?

If I practiced his mental method, he would hide mysteries in it, wouldn't I be manipulated by him?

Although, Fakong didn't seem to be such a person.

But I have seen too many evils in human nature. For the sake of profit, they can do anything.

His mind was moving quickly, but his face didn't show it. He smiled and said, "Then let's see if it is really so magical."

"What a pity." Leng Feiqiong shook his head and said, "Your Majesty can't practice it even if he wants to. This mental method can only be understood but not expressed in words."

There is an inexplicable power. As long as you think about this mental method for a while, it will be scattered by this invisible power and you can't think of anything.

But at midnight, I will naturally sit cross-legged, start breathing, and absorb the moonlight into jade liquid.

The moment of midnight is the opportunity to practice, because the moonlight at that moment is like the purple air of the rising sun in the morning.

Without the Taiyin Hua at this moment, there is no way to absorb the moon Hua, just like there is no medicine.

So no matter what, you must not delay the moment of Zishi. No matter what you are doing, you must put it down and start absorbing the moon Hua into jade liquid to nourish your body.

This jade liquid can not only delay aging, but also reverse aging and restore the body to its best state.

I haven't practiced to the best time yet. If I continue to use the jade liquid to nourish my body, I will gradually become younger until I look like eighteen years old.

By that time, I am afraid that if I appear in Tianhai Sword Sect again, the disciples of Tianhai Sword Sect will not recognize me...

If more than ten years later, they will even think that I am their daughter.

"Hey." Chu Xiong snorted.

He wanted to ask Leng Feiqiong if there was any problem with this mental method, but looking at Leng Feiqiong's appearance, it would be useless to ask, and it would only cause her disgust.

Leng Feiqiong shook her head and said, "I just don't know if the master has also passed it to the queen. She is getting younger and younger."

Chu Xiong nodded slightly.

He also felt the queen's strangeness.

The queen also looks much younger, and her temperament is more gentle like water.

After a long time, this kind of gentleness will be ignored.

But without it, it will be uncomfortable.

When Leng Feiqiong was not around, he would often ignore the queen's gentleness, but after Leng Feiqiong, the comparison between the two, Leng Feiqiong's fiery contrasted the queen's gentleness more obviously, one like water and the other like fire.

He is obsessed with both of them and can't let go.

Leng Feiqiong said: "Your Majesty, Master has taken over the Xuankong Temple. Will he really help Dayun to deal with Daqian?"

"That won't happen." Chu Xiong shook his head.

He never worried about this, he was only worried that Fakong would not help.

But now Daqian and Dayong have the upper hand, it doesn't matter whether Fakong helps or not, so he is not so angry.

"What's there to worry about?"

"He will help Dayun suppress Zhenlongyuan." Chu Xiong frowned and said, "If Zhenlongyuan is completely suppressed, Dayun will be free to deal with us, so it's still a big trouble."

"Since Master said that a dragon will be born, it should not be false. Is the emperor really sure to deal with this dragon?" Leng Feiqiong thought of this and looked worried.

Because Master saw the emperor die after the dragon in the Sky Eye, I am afraid that I will die at its hands as well.

I will never sit and watch the dragon kill the emperor. I will definitely help it and die together.

Chu Xiong said slowly: "If I didn't know and was caught off guard, it might be like that. Now I know, I am sure."

He looked solemn.

"That's good." Leng Feiqiong nodded gently: "Your Majesty, I want to go to Master to take a look."

It seems that the emperor is not as angry as he seems.

Obviously, he had expected this situation a long time ago and was prepared, so he was not too disappointed.

"Well." Chu Xiong said, "Don't tell him too much."

"Yes."

When Leng Feiqiong appeared in Lingkong Temple, Xu Qingluo and the others were sparring in the academy.

They were all dressed in tight clothes, neat and tidy, and fought fiercely in the small martial arts training ground that was just beginning to take shape in the academy.

They looked like they were fighting for life and death.

Everyone was relentless, ruthless, and deadly, and they didn't even avoid the head, as if there was a life-and-death feud.

Zhou Yang was hit on the shoulder by Xu Qingluo, but he didn't fight back against Xu Qingluo.

Because he knew that Xu Qingluo was already prepared, it would be futile to fight back and would not succeed.

So he slapped Chu Ling's shoulder with one palm, and then took advantage of Xu Qingluo being entangled by Zhou Yu to hit Xu Qingluo's back with another palm.

This palm was fast and strange, and it was extremely tricky. Xu Qingluo couldn't avoid it. Her blood was shaken and she was already injured.

Fanning frowned as he watched from the side.

Especially Zhou Yang's palm, it didn't look like a move made by a disciple of the Vajra Temple. It was strange and sinister and exuded a demonic aura.

He opened his mouth but swallowed it again, because he found that Xu Qingluo's moves also became gloomy, but more powerful, and slapped Chu Ling's chest with one palm.

After Chu Ling was hit in the chest, she widened her eyes in anger, her face flushed, but she took out her anger on Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang, however, diverted the trouble to another place, using Zhou Yu to block him, and Chu Ling fought Zhou Yu for two moves, and then went to deal with Xu Qingluo.

Chu Ling's moves were ethereal and unpredictable, and became more and more exquisite.

Xu Qingluo and the other two practiced hard in Yuxia Pass. Not only did they practice tacit understanding, but they also competed with other masters of Shenwu Mansion, and even with the military masters of Yuxia Pass.

The military masters saw the beauty of the two women, so they naturally would not refuse, and they also wanted to show the prestige of the Yuxia Pass defenders, give them a warning, and use all their skills.

The army has masters from all schools and sects, and they are extremely mixed. Those who can stand out in the army often have unique secrets.

The three of them absorbed a lot of strange ideas for action.

Chu Ling was not idle either. He also fought with the secret guards of the Forbidden Palace and exchanged ideas with the priests of the Forbidden Palace.

These priests rarely fight and are in a state of retirement, but Chu Ling insisted on begging for a fight, and they could not refuse.

The four of them were all improving. When they got together and fought, they were still indistinguishable and fierce.

Leng Feiqiong came to the abbot's courtyard and came to Fakong, clasping her hands and bowing: "Master."

Fakong was standing in the abbot's courtyard with his hands behind his back, pacing. Seeing her salute, he clasped his hands and returned the salute and said: "No need to call me master."

Leng Feiqiong said: "Don't you recognize me as a registered disciple?"

"It's just fooling outsiders." Fakong smiled and said: "After all, your status is different, and you have to think about the emperor."

"The emperor has already admitted it." Leng Feiqiong smiled.

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Leng Feiqiong said: "Master, I want to find out, can the emperor stop the dragon?"

Fakong looked at her.

Leng Feiqiong clasped his hands and bowed deeply: "I hope Master can help."

Fakong sighed and shook his head.

"No?" Leng Feiqiong frowned and said: "The emperor is confident and has a killer."

Fakong said: "The emperor used the national artifact Qiankun Divine Sword, but unfortunately, he still couldn't do anything to the dragon."

"Qiankun Divine Sword..."

"It has been kept in the Taimiao and guarded the Taimiao. Its power is really amazing and extraordinary." Fakong shook his head: "Unfortunately, it still can't break the dragon's scales."

"So, the emperor will still..."

"Yes." Fakong nodded.

Leng Feiqiong said softly: "Master, do you have any solution?"

"I have already said the solution, but the emperor won't listen." Fakong shook his head: "There may be endless troubles if we stop fighting with Dayun. Dayun will settle accounts after he has recovered from this breath, but no matter how troublesome it is, the emperor's life will not be in danger."

Leng Feiqiong frowned.

Fakong said: "The so-called fate is determined by heaven, because temperament is determined by heaven, and temperament often determines fate. How can the emperor listen to me and stop?"

Leng Feiqiong nodded.

It is indeed unlikely.

In general matters, the emperor will learn from what the master said, but when it comes to the future of Daqian, the emperor still believes in his own judgment more than what others say.

In the eyes of the emperor, everyone has selfishness and cannot be trusted. The only person who can be trusted is himself.

Especially in the eyes of the emperor, the master's selfishness is particularly heavy, and the emperor is particularly wary and afraid of the master.

But he can't do anything.

If I persuade him too much, he may even doubt me, causing an emotional gap between the two of us, and he will not listen to me anymore.

Fakong said: "I will try to make Dayun be more careful, but..."

He shook his head.

Even if I tell Dayun, there may not be any change. Daqian and Dayong are under too much pressure, and Dayun can only transfer masters from Zhenlongyuan.

Dayun's top masters are now in Zhenlongyuan, and the rest are useless. Hu Lieyuan can't just watch Daqian and Dayong kill all his princes.

Leng Feiqiong frowned and thought hard.

Fakong paced with his hands behind his back, looking leisurely.

He seemed to not care about the failure of persuading Chuxiong.

"Master, aren't you worried?"

"Everyone has his own destiny. How can I control the life and death of the emperor?" Fakong shook his head: "Instead of frowning, it's better to enjoy the present."

Leng Feiqiong said: "What will the future be like?"

Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed like this.

The emperor can still suppress him now. If the emperor dies, there will be no one to suppress him, and the master will be more relaxed and free.

Therefore, from the standpoint of a master, giving a few words of advice is already the most he can do. If she doesn't listen, forget it.

Fakong looked at her and shook his head: "It's useless for you to know too much. It's better to know less."

He could perform the initiation technique to let her see the future situation, but it was unnecessary. It would only make her more worried and could not solve the problem.

Leng Feiqiong looked at him seriously: "Master!"

"What can you do if you know?" Fakong said.

"I still want to know."

"... Come closer."

Leng Feiqiong took two steps closer, and the faint fragrance was refreshing, just like the sharp fragrance of plum blossoms.

Fakong's left hand fingers were like swords, gently tapping the center of her dark eyebrows.

Scenes appeared in Leng Feiqiong's mind one by one.

Fakong found that she had practiced the Jade Liquid Solid Form Jue to a high level. She was indeed a genius and suitable for practicing this.

Leng Feiqiong's spirit had been tempered over the years, and it was tough and strong. She was suitable for practicing the Jade Liquid Solid Form Jue, but the queen was not suitable.

The Jade Liquid Solidification Technique is extremely precious to others, but not so precious to me.

Therefore, the fundamental point is to use the Jade Liquid Solidification Technique to maximize the benefits, rather than hiding it and keeping it secret, which would be a waste of natural resources.

Leng Feiqiong opened her bright eyes with a solemn expression.

She saw the future, saw the situation of the dragon wreaking havoc on the world, and saw the death of Chu Xiong and herself.

Chu Xiong waved a strange snow-bright sword, which was a palm longer than a normal long sword, giving people a strong sense of threat.

He glared with anger and slashed with full confidence, but failed to cut through the dragon's scales. In the end, he was beaten into a bloody mist by the dragon's tail.

This tail swing was incredibly fast, and it smashed Chu Xiong into pieces in one go. Its power made people despair.

He took the sharp sword and slashed it again, but was also swung by the dragon's tail and turned into a ball of blood mist.