Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

She suddenly turned around and looked.

Fa Kong appeared next to her wearing a purple gold cassock.

She tithes.

Monk Yuande is also in harmony.

Fakong looked around and said with a smile: "These few are not dead yet. Do you want to revive them, Master?"

"Not dead?" Monk Yuande was surprised.

He sensed that they had no breath, no vitality, and were already dead. How could they not be dead yet?

Fakong said: "If I take action, I can save them."

Monk Yuande looked solemn.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Just treat them as dead. Even if they are saved, there will be no gratitude, only hatred."

Monk Yuande pondered.

Fakong looked at Monk Yuande with a smile: "Master, you decide, whether to save or not to save."

Ning Zhenzhen and everyone else looked at Monk Yuande.

Monk Yuande thought for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Save it, God has the virtue of a good life, how can a poor monk not save him in the face of death!"

"Okay." Fakong responded and formed a seal to sprinkle sweet rain.

Under the rejuvenation spell, the eight people suddenly turned over and sat up.

"Well--!"

"Well--!"

…

All eight people took a long breath, their chests bulged violently, and they kept inhaling and inhaling again, as if they were trying to suck all the air in the world into their lungs.

After sucking for a long time, their chests had bulged into a hemisphere. Then they sucked them all in and exhaled: "Hiss--!"

Hissing breath whistled like the wind.

The entire courtyard seemed to be stirred by their breath, forming a violent wind.

They blushed, looked around, and realized that they were not dead, but alive again.

"Amitabha!" Monk Yuande proclaimed the Buddha's name and praised Fakong's rejuvenation mantra for its wonderful ability to bring the dead back to life.

A green shadow faintly passed over the eight people.

The black scarves on their faces disappeared, revealing eight faces, each with extremely ugly expressions.

Ning Zhenzhen appeared at the end of the green shadow. She had returned to her original position. There were eight black cloth face towels in her hand, which she gently threw aside.

Her incredible speed allowed her to slap eight people in the palm before everyone could react, and took off their face masks smoothly.

Their faces were not good-looking before, but they were pale, weak, and bloodless, but now they look ugly because of their ugly expressions.

Resentful looks flashed in their eyes, and they stared at Ning Zhenzhen.

They stared at Ning Zhenzhen, stood up with difficulty, and got together.

Two middle-aged people stood at the front, and the remaining six stood at the back. The status hierarchy was clearly visible.

Ning Zhenzhen said calmly: "Master Yuande was merciful and saved your lives. It's a pity that you will not be grateful for this, but will take revenge."

A middle-aged man gritted his teeth and forced his voice out: "Mo Youlan, instead of destroying our martial arts, why not just kill us!"

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Master Yuande said that God has the virtue of good life, otherwise, you will not survive this time."

"Hey!" The middle-aged man sneered.

Monk Yuande said warmly: "Elder Meng, this time you, Divine Sword Peak, have gone too far."

"Master, do you really want to wade into this muddy water?" The middle-aged man looked at Monk Yuande coldly: "Do you want to put the Great Miaolian Temple in danger?"

"Our temple cannot stand by and look on coldly when you bully the weak." Monk Yuande said, "I only advise Shenjian Peak to be merciful and to be merciful."

"Haha——!" Meng Qi, a middle-aged man, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

The other seven men stared at Monk Yuande with angry expressions on their faces.

Monk Yuande calmly watched Meng Qi laugh wildly.

After Meng Qi laughed wildly for several times, he stopped smiling, shook his head and said, "Monk Yuande, are you confused?"

Monk Yuande didn't get angry and looked at him calmly.

Meng Qi sneered and said: "If you have to spare others, please spare them? Are you talking about us or the Jade Butterfly Sect? Who is killing whom now?!"

"If you didn't take the initiative to attack, how could there be such evil consequences?" Monk Yuande shook his head.

According to the results of the battle, it was indeed Shenjian Peak that suffered.

If you think about it carefully, this is indeed a bit strange.

Both times, Divine Sword Peak lost masters, but Jade Butterfly Sect lost no disciples.

I didn't think about the reason carefully before and just thought it was Fakong who took action in secret. Now it seems that it's not just because of Fakong, but that the strength of Jade Butterfly Sect is far stronger than imagined.

Who knew that the Jade Butterfly Sect's sword array could be so powerful!

Meng Qi sneered: "We are seeking revenge, not bullying. It's hard to say who is strong and who is weak!"

"Amitabha." Monk Yuande said: "When will the injustice be repaid? Why should we be so persistent? If we continue to entangle, more people will die."

"If you don't avenge this, I, Divine Sword Peak, will never be a human being!" Meng Qi said coldly: "Da Miaolian Temple must protect them."

Monk Yuande remained silent.

This is the default.

Meng Qi sneered: "Da Miao Lian Temple deceives people too much!... Do you really think that this world belongs to your Da Miao Lian Temple? As soon as the disciples of Da Miao Lian Temple appear, all the sects will retreat?"

Monk Yuande shook his head.

The Great Myoulian Temple has such power, but it must not be acknowledged.

Meng Qidao: "In my opinion, it is you, the Great Miaolian Temple, who bullies the weak. Did the masters of the Great Miaolian Temple manipulate the hearts of ordinary people, see how beautiful they all are, and feel pity for them, and help them? Do you want to move them and help them?" Holding each other in your arms and enjoying the ecstasy of warm fragrant nephrite? "

Monk Yuande smiled and shook his head.

Meng Qi sneered: "Did I tell you right? Divine Monk Yuande also had a mortal heart? It's not your fault, Divine Monk Yuande. It's just that the disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect are too beautiful. It's hard for a hero to be a beauty."

Oryzae

Monk Yuande said gently: "Elder Meng, you are also an elder, why do you have to say these words that belittle your status."

He said calmly: "And Elder Qi, you can leave now, go back and enjoy your old age, get rid of the grudges in the martial arts world, and have no worries."

Meng Qi sneered.

Another middle-aged man with a square face said in a deep voice: "Divine Monk Yuande, why do you, the Great Miaolian Temple, want to help the Jade Butterfly Sect? We are very confused, just because they are women?"

Monk Yuande shook his head.

Qi Zheng frowned and said: "Divine Monk can't say? Is it really because of their beauty?"

He sat on the ground calmly, the sword wound on his body no longer bleeding, his face was weak and pale, but he exuded calmness.

It seems that it was not him who died once and came back to life again, and it was not him who died after being stabbed several times. He was calm and calm, without anger or hatred.

Monk Yuande said slowly: "I can't save everyone in the world, but I have heard something and I will do my best."

"Because the Jade Butterfly Sect has asked for the divine monk." Qi Zheng said.

Monk Yuande clasped his hands together: "The Jade Butterfly Sect has a very good reputation, how can we not save them."

Qi Zheng smiled: "It's also because of their beauty."

Monk Yuande smiled, without refutation, as if he agreed, but also seemed to be disdainful of refutation and explanation.

He was secretly surprised, didn't they see Master Fakong? Didn't they recognize Master Fakong?

Why did they ignore Master Fakong when he was clearly standing there? If they recognized Master Fakong, they should have guessed the reason.

Qi Zheng glanced at Meng Qi and the other six middle-aged men, and said calmly: "Let's go."

Meng Qi sneered: "Divine monk, can we go?"

"I hope Elder Meng and Elder Qi can get rid of their anger and stop being obsessed."

"Hey." Meng Qi sneered.

Monk Yuande's words made him feel extremely hypocritical.

If it were Monk Yuande himself, if the masters of the Great Miaolian Temple were killed, would he not be angry and not seek revenge?

It is simply impossible.

In the end, it is just the law of the jungle. The reason why Shenjian Peak suffered is that it is too weak and not strong enough.

Otherwise, it would be him who stands here today and says mercy.

At this moment, he was filled with surging hatred. He hated himself for being too weak, hated the injustice of heaven and earth, and hated the poor swordsmanship of Shenjian Peak.

The disciples of Shenjian Peak practiced so hard and focused on swordsmanship, but in the end they were defeated by these soft women.

And they were defeated by swordsmanship.

He hated himself even more for being incompetent and unable to practice the higher level of Shenjian swordsmanship. He could not be proud of himself and what was the point of lingering in the world?

He felt cynical and self-destructive in his heart. His eyes suddenly lit up, and the power remaining in the secret orifices of his body began to jump.

Fakong's voice rang in Ning Zhenzhen's ears: "Junior sister, seal the Guiyuan acupoints of these two elders."

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes swept towards Qi Zheng and Meng Qi.

Fakong's voice rang in her heart: "Because their martial arts were wasted, their mental states fluctuated violently, and they will soon understand the sword formula. Sealing their Guiyuan acupoints can interrupt their enlightenment."

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes flashed, and suddenly flashed.

A green shadow passed by, and Meng Qi and Qi Zheng's movements stagnated.

They were ready to move in the Guiyuan secret acupoints, and were stimulated by Ning Zhenzhen's Gangqi, and they immediately burst and backfired, and quickly jumped in their internal organs.

"Puff!" The two of them sprayed a stream of blood at the same time.

They looked at each other.

Knowing that the other party's mind was the same as theirs, they both performed secret techniques and were ready to fight to the death.

A middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Master Mo, isn't that too much? If you want to kill me, just kill me. Why humiliate us again!"

Ning Zhenzhen glanced at him and said lightly: "The secret technique of Shenjian Peak is really powerful. If I don't do this, they will perform the technique of destroying both sides!"

Monk Yuande's face changed slightly.

The other four monks also looked at the two people who vomited blood.

Meng Qi and Qi Zheng smiled, their teeth stained red by blood. They grinned with red teeth, not caring about Monk Yuande's eyes.

At this moment, they have let go of life and death, completely freed, and fearless.

Ning Zhenzhen knew that their state of mind was most suitable for cultivation, and of course they had to break it, so she said lightly: "You want to die, you can't accept failure, it's a cowardly act, pathetic and ridiculous."

Meng Qi sneered.

Qi Zheng just looked at her calmly.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Isn't your swordsmanship at Shenjian Peak unique? Now it seems like nothing more than that."

"Bullshit!" Meng Qi shouted: "Your Jade Butterfly Sect is nothing, you are not qualified to say that."

Ning Zhenzhen smiled: "I just want to ask you three against three, can you beat our Jade Butterfly Sect's swordsmanship?"

"If you have the guts, go one against another!" Meng Qi sneered: "What's the point of relying on the sword formation?"

"The sword formation is not a skill?" Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and smiled: "It's just an excuse for you, right? Why should we follow your way? You want to fight alone, and we have to follow? Do you think it's ridiculous?"

Meng Qi gritted his teeth.

This Mo Youlan is eloquent, and he can't win the argument. If he continues to talk, he will only bring shame upon himself. It's better to shut up.

Qi Zheng said calmly: "Master Mo is worthy of being Master Mo. I admire you. We will take our leave."

Ning Zhenzhen clasped her fists and said: "I'm sorry I can't see you off."

Qi Zheng said calmly: "Let's go."

He walked towards the courtyard gate. Meng Qi glared at Mo Youlan and followed him out.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Fakong.

Fakong was quietly looking at Qi Zheng and Meng Qi's group and nodded slightly.

Ning Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief.

PS: Update completed.