Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Zhu Ni frowned and pondered, then nodded gently: "Okay."

Lin Feiyang looked directly at Fakong.

In his opinion, there was no need to spend so much time thinking, just listen to Fakong.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "There is no need to ask Master about this matter, we can do it ourselves. They are just assassins from Tianhai Sword Sect. It's not like we haven't encountered them before!"

Lin Feiyang said: "That's different. They don't hate you, Xiao Qingluo, but they hate Sister Zhu to the bone. They will definitely send the best masters to assassinate!"

Xu Qingluo turned her bright eyes and nodded.

Although the two guys who assassinated him were very powerful, they might not be the strongest assassins of Tianhai Sword Sect.

Lin Feiyang looked at Fakong eagerly.

Fakong said: "Just do what you want."

"Okay." Lin Feiyang smiled immediately.

This shows that Zhu Ni's decision was correct. It was right to leave Shenjing City to lure out those assassins, and there was no need to stay here to deal with them.

When Zhu Ni performed the sound killing technique, she knew that this day would come. She was prepared in her heart, so she didn't take it seriously.

Moreover, she was in Shenjing, with Fakong there, so she was not worried at all. She was just curious about what top assassin Tianhai Sword Sect would send.

The four Tianhai Sword Sect masters looked at them, but there was nothing unusual. They sat directly at the table next to them.

Zhu Ni looked at them, sensed their cultivation, frowned slightly, and nodded: "It's really extraordinary."

She couldn't even sense the depth of the four people's cultivation. It seemed very deep and not deep, as if she could see clearly but also vaguely.

They must have practiced the strange skill of restraining their breath, but they could restrain it to this extent, so their cultivation should be not inferior to her.

The four people joined forces to form a set of sword formations, which was indeed a great threat to her.

The four people were sitting at the next table, but they didn't seem to notice her, obviously because of the master's magic.

There was an invisible force covering her, so they turned a blind eye to her and treated her as an ordinary person.

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt frowned and said, "Strange, she should have appeared at this time, why didn't I see her?"

"Isn't she in this restaurant? Did she go to the other two?"

"To this one."

"Maybe she ate fast and we were a step slower."

"Well, maybe it's just a coincidence, so let's chase her again?"

"Forget it, let's eat first. I haven't had a good meal in the past few days to hurry on the road, and I'm losing weight!"

"Okay, let's eat first, and then look for her after eating. It's easy to find her whereabouts."

The four people started to order food.

The food came up quickly, and they buried their heads and ate it, as if they hadn't eaten for days and nights.

They just glanced at Fakong and others who got up and walked out, and continued to eat their own food, without noticing Zhu Ni's existence at all.

"Master, when can I practice this step?" Xu Qingluo followed Fakong and asked with her head raised.

She was also practicing the Illusionary Word Chapter, but it was far from being so effective.

Fakong smiled.

Xu Qingluo sighed, "Can't I practice to this level?"

"If you wrap yourself, it shouldn't take too long, but to wrap others..., there is a long way to go."

"Alas——!" Xu Qingluo was unwilling.

"You are so greedy." Zhou Yang snorted.

This kind of extraordinary skill, I don't have the opportunity to practice it even if I want to, but she complains that she is not practicing fast enough and the power is not strong enough.

Zhou Yu nodded gently, agreeing with Zhou Yang's statement.

Chu Lingbai glanced at Xu Qingluo: "Don't worry, you can practice it, and you will definitely surpass him."

"Then I'll ask Sister Chu for good words." Xu Qingluo smiled.

Everyone chatted and left Wangjiang Tower, and then separated downstairs. Fakong took a walk in the city, which had become a habit.

Xu Qingluo and the other four went to Lingkong Temple.

Fu Qinghe remained silent and returned to the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple to protect the safety of the outer courtyard of Jingang Temple.

Zhu Ni and Lin Feiyang went back to Shenwu Mansion first, and then left Shenjing.

They came to a valley outside the city of Shenjing.

Her sound killing technique was too easy to hurt people, but if she practiced it indoors, the effect was not obvious enough and it was easy to hurt herself and backfire.

So she found a valley where she could practice to her heart's content without worrying about hurting herself or others.

This valley had a strange shape and vaguely contained a formation, which could completely lock the sound in the valley and slowly dissipate it without letting it echo.

Zhu Ni stood at the bottom of the valley, holding a jade flute, and began to play, carefully sensing the power and exquisiteness of the song.

Lin Feiyang stood behind a tree, his body blending with the shadow of the tree, and was also practicing the Yuying Sutra.

He left the valley from time to time and looked around.

He kept thinking about what Xu Qingluo said when he had breakfast in the morning.

He was extremely impressed by Xu Qingluo's sharpness and intelligence, and was convinced by what Xu Qingluo said.

Even if Xu Qingluo seemed to be joking, he would not take it as a joke, knowing Xu Qingluo's temperament.

Often the truth is hidden in a joke.

He looked at Zhu Ni standing gracefully beside the pond in the valley from time to time, thinking about getting married. Is it really necessary to get married?

But once married, her future will be ruined, and she will become an ordinary woman.

This is really too unfair to her.

I can't feel at ease.

But Xu Qingluo would not mention this for no reason. If she mentioned this, she must mean to let me get married.

Could it be that the abbot saw something?

Will something bad happen to me and Zhu Meizi in the future, will there be a great disaster?

I will never change my heart, and Zhu Meizi will not change either. What would happen that would prevent me and Zhu Meizi from getting married?

He was puzzled and decided to ask Xu Qingluo or Fakong after this.

When Fakong went around and came to Lingkong Temple, Leng Feiqiong was already in the temple and Zhu Lanxin was weeding in the field.

He pushed the door and entered the courtyard of the temple.

"Master." Leng Feiqiong came up to him, put his hands together and said with a smile: "Song Yuanyuan is in Master's hands, right?"

Fakong nodded.

The Tianhai Sword Sect master who was tracking Song Yuanyuan had already arrived in Shenjing, and of course Leng Feiqiong could not hide it.

After all, Leng Feiqiong still had connections in Tianhai Sword Sect. No matter how much the Tianhai Sword Sect disciples hated her, there were still people who were loyal to her.

"Why did Master kidnap Song Yuanyuan?" Leng Feiqiong was puzzled: "She is Zhao Qianjun's sweetheart, but Zhao Qianjun will not change the situation of the entire Tianhai Sword Sect because of her, and will not be threatened."

Fakong shook his head and smiled: "It's not a threat, just a restraint."

"...What shocking thing will Zhao Qianjun do?" Leng Feiqiong asked softly with her bright eyes flashing.

She had been thinking about why Fakong kidnapped Song Yuanyuan. After thinking about it, it must be to deal with Zhao Qianjun.

If you really want to kill Zhao Qianjun, you don't have to use this method.

Why?

As soon as she heard about restraint, she immediately realized it, and a flash of inspiration flashed. Combined with Zhao Qianjun's temperament, Zhao Qianjun is like a wild horse that has run away. Maybe he will cause trouble if he rushes recklessly.

What kind of shocking thing made Master use this method to restrain him?

Fakong nodded: "In short, it's better to let Song Yuanyuan stay in Shenjing, which is good for everyone, including Zhao Qianjun."

"I understand." Leng Feiqiong saw him like this and knew that he would not say more, so she changed the subject: "Prince Ying is striving to become the chief of the Southern Supervisory Department."

Fakong smiled and shook his head.

Prince Ying also knew that the emperor would not agree, but he still tried to do it.

Of course there is a deeper meaning.

"By the way, Master, Song Yuanyuan has a special inheritance, and her temperament is strong. Be careful that she commits suicide."

Fakong nodded.