Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong said: "With your talent, you will reach my level sooner or later."

"When I reach your level, I don't know what level you have reached." Ning Zhenzhen said: "If you want to kill them in this dojo, you need to be at the same level as yours, right?"

Since this is my dojo, its power is naturally determined by my level.

Fakong smiled and nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen said angrily: "My senior brother is looking for me to have fun."

Fakong smiled and said: "The disciples of Yudie Sect have gained a lot these days, right?"

Ning Zhenzhen nodded solemnly.

The practice in Zhongshan these days is better than practicing alone or even sparring with fellow disciples in the sect several times, and it is not only the improvement of cultivation, but also the improvement of state of mind, and the experience of fighting has also greatly improved.

At the beginning, they were almost all crushed by the ruthlessness of the masters of Jinghui Sect. Even if their cultivation was better, they were suppressed everywhere when they took action. If it were not for the strangeness of the dojo, they would have died countless times.

Fakong said, "It will be almost done in ten days. You can calm down and practice without fighting hard."

"That's right." Ning Zhenzhen nodded hurriedly.

This is what she has been thinking about.

Fighting can stimulate everyone's potential, and they can fully control what they have learned and gain insights and experience that cannot be obtained by practicing behind closed doors.

This is an extremely precious experience, which can save your life in many cases.

Fakong said, "I plan to attract several masters from Shenjian Peak."

"Brother," Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, "Once the masters of Shenjian Peak are attracted, it is likely to arouse their vigilance and counterattack."

Shenjian Peak is extremely powerful. Previously, my brother had been helping me secretly and did not reveal his hostility towards Shenjian Peak.

Shenjian Peak is arrogant and domineering. Even if my brother's name as a divine monk spreads all over the world, they will not be soft-hearted. Instead, they will go all out because of their concerns about their magical powers.

There is no need for my brother to cause this trouble.

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "I didn't trick them to come here, but they came here on their own."

"......?"

"Spread the news that you are here, how can they not come?"

"...That's a good idea." Ning Zhenzhen's eyes were bright and her fighting spirit was high.

The current Jade Butterfly Sect is no longer the previous Jade Butterfly Sect. Its combat power has greatly improved. If the masters of the Divine Sword Peak dare to come, they must be killed!

Fakong said: "By then, the dojo will change. Let the disciples not make mistakes and think they can't die."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded slowly.

The sun sets in the west, and the lake is full of rosy clouds.

Fakong and Yang Shuangting stand under the willow tree on the embankment, admiring the scenery on Zhongling Lake.

The willow tree sways in the evening breeze, like a graceful girl dancing lightly.

Yang Shuangting just came out of the painting boat, and the others have left, leaving only her to talk to Fakong.

Yang Shuangting turned his gaze from the lake to Zhongshan Mountain, and then turned his head to look at Fakong: "They are not dead yet."

Fakong said: "They are still useful."

"What is the use?" Yang Shuangting frowned and said: "I see that their cultivation has improved greatly during this period in your dojo. If they are really released, it will cause more harm."

Fakong smiled: "Are you worried that they will turn against you?"

Yang Shuangting said: "They should have woken up these days and will definitely resent me."

Fakong smiled: "Maybe they will thank you."

Yang Shuangting looked at him in confusion.

Fakong said: "They have experienced life and death several times, and each of them has entered the stage of Grand Master, and their mentality has also changed."

Every time they die, their bond with the dojo becomes closer, and they are more deeply influenced by the dojo.

Unconsciously, their concepts and ideas have changed a little, and they are no longer as extreme and fierce as before.

They have become calmer and more moderate, and compared with before, they are like a different person.

Among the ten people, six had such changes, and the rest also had changes, but were less affected.

These four people were truly as firm as a rock, with more prospects, and their cultivation of the Jinghui Sect's mental method was more advanced.

They were destined to be unsuitable for control.

After entering Zhongshan, the ten of them kept meeting each other and naturally formed their own small groups.

The four people with more determination joined forces to constantly hunt down the masters of the Jade Butterfly Sect, while the other six joined forces in pairs.

But the four did not take advantage. No one could take advantage of fighting in the dojo, no matter how many or few people there were.

Facing the hunting of the four, the masters of the Jade Butterfly Sect fully utilized their own advantages in Qinggong, and ran away if they couldn't beat them.

But there were also masters of the Jade Butterfly Sect who retaliated and killed the four of them. They also died several times, and their ties with the dojo were very deep.

Fakong had the intention to kill the four of them but did not do it, just quietly watching the changes in their fate.

As long as they were in the dojo, their life and death would be in his mind, because it was so easy, he would not easily do it.

It would be very interesting for him to let them live longer and observe their physical and mental changes.

"So, have they changed?"

"Some have changed, some haven't."

"Forget it then." Yang Shuangting shook his head gently: "They will definitely hate me and want to kill me."

They were already very dissatisfied with him, and because of his orders, they were trapped in Zhongshan and tortured. Their dissatisfaction with him might turn into murderous intent.

Keeping such people would only bring trouble to himself.

Fakong smiled.

If they die, their souls will return to Xiaoxitian Paradise, and they will be resurrected in Xiaoxitian Paradise, just like a normal person.

It’s just that I can’t leave Xiaoxitian’s paradise.

The Xiaoxitian Paradise has been tested before, but the current Xiaoxitian Paradise is different from the previous one.

I still want to see how they exist in the current Xiaoxitian Paradise, so that I can better explore the wonders of Xiaoxitian Paradise.

Yang Shuangting turned to look at Fakong, his bright eyes burning.

Fakong smiled and said, "Sect Master Yang, do you suspect that I am uneasy and kind-hearted?"

"...Are you soft-hearted?" Yang Shuangting said: "Can't bear to kill you?"

Fakong said: "Four of them died unjustly, and the other six have changed a lot. It would be a pity to kill them like this."

"They are not innocent people." Yang Shuangting snorted: "They all lost a lot of lives."

Almost all the masters of Jinghui Sect have killed people. Otherwise, their state of mind cannot be too strong, and their state of mind will naturally not be high.

Fakong shook his head.

He has clearly seen the past of the ten people. Among the ten people, the four who are determined have a lot of innocent blood on their hands.

This is also the reason why they are determined. After killing someone, their character will change. If they kill one more person, the change will be even greater.

If you kill too many people, you will unconsciously harden your heart and act more cruelly, not only towards others, but also towards yourself.

But the six people who had weak minds and were changed by Xiao Xitian's Paradise had never killed anyone.

They only took action, but did not kill, and they were still merciful.

It was also because of his weak faith and soft-heartedness that he was changed by Xiao Xitian's Paradise.

Yang Shuangting looked at Fakong in confusion.

She saw Fakong's intention and actually wanted to keep these people alive.

Fakong said: "Six of them have no blood on their hands, and the remaining four are dead."

"The six of them are not very good."

"It's okay, at least it works."

"...What are we going to use them for?" Yang Shuangting frowned: "Although their cultivation is not weak, they are not strong, right?"

She really couldn't think of what Fakong wanted to do to save the lives of the six of them.