Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Zhijian smiled and said, "Let Qingluo come over. How can she be tempered by staying with you?"

He loved Xu Qingluo very much. Because he had passed on the Great Light Body to help Xu Qingluo build her foundation, he regarded Xu Qingluo as his apprentice.

Fakong said, "Come to your side..."

"Why, are you worried?" Xu Zhijian said, "Don't worry, I will protect her well."

Fakong said, "I didn't send her here because you protected her too well and cared too much about her."

Xu Zhijian was stunned.

Fakong said, "She still has a lot of troubles to deal with in Shenjing, especially Lin Feiyang's marriage."

"These things..."

"If there is fighting and killing, it will not be enough to temper her." Fakong shook his head and said, "She doesn't take life and death so seriously. When she was sick, she saw through life and death, so she can make rapid progress in cultivation."

"So..." Xu Zhijian pondered.

He nodded slowly, thinking that what Fakong said made sense.

Fighting and killing did not really have a strong impact on Xu Qingluo. She had already achieved great cultivation and her Qinggong was superb.

Even if she could not win, she could still escape. Moreover, Fakong was there. She was sure that she would not die and her master would definitely save her.

The excitement of life and death fighting was very heavy for others, but not for her.

Fakong said: "Daily life is not a martial arts fight. It is not an enemy or a friend, death or injury. It requires compromise and patience."

Xu Zhijian smiled and said: "Qingluo is very smart."

"The smarter she is, the more she will be stimulated." Fakong shook his head and said: "If you can't see clearly, it's okay."

Like Lin Feiyang and Zhou Yang, they felt that the engagement banquet was full of joy, everything was good, and everyone was very happy.

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yuchuling saw it clearly and knew that the elders of Shuyu Valley were very dissatisfied and unhappy, but they suppressed it forcibly.

Lin Feiyang and Zhou Yang would not be stimulated, but Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yuchuling felt uncomfortable and thought that the elders of Shuyu Valley were greedy.

But they couldn't do anything about these elders. After all, these elders were Zhu Ni's family members. They had to endure it.

They couldn't get angry, nor could they vent their anger on Zhu Ni. In the end, they could only hold back their anger.

Since they learned martial arts, have they ever been wronged like this? Have they ever been so frustrated?

This is the way of the world. The disputes in the secular world, without life and death, fierce fighting, can still make them feel depressed.

Xu Zhijian smiled and nodded: "That's true. The more sensitive, the more stimulated. Rough people are not easily hurt. Lin Feiyang doesn't know anything, right?"

Fakong shook his head.

Xu Zhijian said: "Sometimes I envy Lin Feiyang. He is carefree and happy."

Fakong smiled and nodded: "I envy him too."

Xu Zhijian sighed: "It's a pity that the two of us don't have this fate!"

Fakong smiled bitterly.

The two of them really don't have this fate. They have to work hard and run around, regardless of their martial arts level.

When the martial arts are low, they practice and sharpen themselves desperately. When the martial arts are high, they still practice and sharpen themselves desperately. At the same time, they have to help the sect. The responsibility is greater and there is no leisure.

Xu Zhijian said: "Let Qingluo come and stay for a while. I have some insights to pass on to her."

Fakong said: "They are collecting medicinal materials in the medicine valley. Let her come over after the medicinal materials are collected."

Xu Zhijian nodded.

He then said: "Are you really not sure about dealing with Jiaolong?"

Fakong nodded seriously: "It's just a direction to work hard. I will do my best. If it doesn't work, there is nothing I can do."

"... Don't force it." Xu Zhijian said slowly: "The worst case scenario is to start a war. Just pretend that we don't exist."

Fakong smiled.

Xu Zhijian sighed: "The world is surging, and there is always a feeling of being small and powerless."

Fakong smiled and said: "This feeling is absolutely correct. We are just two insignificant people. We can't influence the world's situation."

"Yes..." Xu Zhijian nodded.

——

Fakong appeared on the island where Zhenlongyuan was located, standing on a mountain on the island, looking down at the people below.

They were divided into three groups, and were fighting each other in formation, fighting each other fiercely like a life-and-death battle.

Each of them seemed to have turned into a demon god, and the power of each sword or palm was several times that of their own power. The palm power was like a tsunami, and the sword light was like lightning.

After the formation, they would feel bored when fighting with others or practicing on their own.

It was like eating home-cooked food after a feast, which was bland and boring, and they couldn't get interested.

They all understood that it was almost impossible to achieve the power of being in the formation through hard practice.

Even if they practiced hard for a hundred years, they might not be able to achieve such power.

In despair, they also found that their cultivation was improving unconsciously in the formation, which was faster than their own cultivation.

They inexplicably had a feeling that one day they would be able to completely master the power given by the formation.

This made them even more enthusiastic about practicing the formation, even like an addiction, and they would not stop until they were exhausted every day.

Monk Yuande and Hu Houqing flew up and landed next to Fakong.

After Fakong made a ten-fold salute, he continued to watch the fierce battle below, concentrating on observing everyone.

The people fighting below had already noticed Fakong's arrival, but ignored him and continued to fight.

Fakong made seals with his hands, moved his lips and began to mutter the auspicious mantra. The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone and into their hearts.

Monk Yuande listened attentively. Hu Houqing was full of curiosity but did not disturb Fakong from chanting. He just stared at him.

After a while, Fakong finished the small auspicious mantra.

Everyone present suddenly felt an inexplicable change, as if the relationship with the world was closer, and everything became more vivid.

The mind became clearer and more agile, which was different from the feeling of the Qingxin Mantra.

There were flashes of spiritual light in the mind, far better than the usual state, as if there were infinite inspirations, and he became more at ease and wise.

Some of the difficulties in the practice were dissipated, and the practice was unconsciously improved.

They understood that the origin of this strange state must come from the chanting just now, from the blessing of Fakong's Buddhist mantra.

Fakong suddenly felt the surging power of faith coming over.

The Little Western Paradise began to expand and move towards the bottom of Zhenlongyuan, constantly approaching the dragon.

Getting closer and closer.

Just a little bit.

Fakong shook his head.

Unfortunately, it was just a little short. There was an invisible force around the dragon that resisted the invasion of the Little Western Paradise.

This time, the skyrocketing faith power still failed to break through this power.

Only after the Little Western Paradise enveloped the dragon, it could be sure to subdue it and control it.

After they felt the Little Auspicious Mantra, they provided more turbulent faith power. It seems that a stronger stimulation is needed.

How can we make them provide more faith power, more solid faith power?

Not only the number needs to be increased, but also the purity needs to be increased.

Do we need to transfer some masters from outside, and transfer a group of masters with pure faith power to us?