Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

His eyes were cast towards Ding Xingqing.

Ding Xingqing was focused, her body and sword were one, light and cool, her swordsmanship had reached an extremely exquisite state.

Fakong could see that she was deeply immersed in swordsmanship, and it was obvious that she had worked hard in her daily life.

When other disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect were cultivating flowers and grass, she was practicing swordsmanship, no wonder her swordsmanship was so pure.

After the internal strength reached a certain level, it was difficult to make further progress, so people would often turn their attention to techniques.

With the same level of cultivation, the power of martial arts was naturally different due to different levels of martial arts, and the strength of people with the same level of cultivation might be very different.

His eyes gradually became deeper and deeper, looking at Ding Xingqing's future, constantly pushing it back.

After a while, he retracted his gaze and frowned.

"Brother, how is it?" Ning Zhenzhen asked hurriedly.

Fakong sighed.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Is there a problem? This is inevitable. It is not easy to create an original mental method."

The mental method and formation method that Fakong had changed before were both powerful, so she was confident.

But no matter how confident she was, there were certain risks.

A wise man will make mistakes.

Fakong shook his head: "It's not because of the mental method, but Ding Xingqing. She actually had a disaster."

The last time I saw her, there was no such disaster.

This is new.

My energy is limited. I have to see Xu Qingluo and others every day, but it is impossible to see every person I know. Then I will do nothing all day long.

The last time I saw Ding Xingqing, there was no such disaster, but now I see it.

Will it disappear again in a few days?

It's really hard to say.

Ning Zhenzhen's face suddenly changed.

Fakong pondered.

If I ignore it, will this disaster be resolved by itself?

But if I ignore it now, I can't see her future. Is there any problem with my mental method?

Ning Zhenzhen whispered, "Is it serious?"

"Death."

"Who killed him?"

"The masters of Shenjian Peak."

Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said coldly, "It was them!"

When she heard that Ding Xingqing was in danger of death, she immediately guessed that it was the hands of Shenjian Peak.

In the huge Dayong Wulin, the only one who really wanted to kill the disciples of Yudie Sect and was so cruel was Shenjian Peak.

Fakong frowned and thought.

Why did Shenjian Peak suddenly start killing the disciples of Yudie Sect when they had stopped?

What changes will there be in the future situation that I don't know about?

Especially those involving Shenjian Peak?

When he thought of this, his eyes became deep again, and his deep gaze passed through thousands of mountains and rivers and fell on Shenjian Peak.

After a moment, he retracted his gaze, with a look of realization on his face.

"Brother?"

Fakong said, "A disciple of Shenjian Peak was attacked and killed."

"Could it be that we killed him?"

Fakong nodded slowly.

"Who did it?"

"I don't know." Fakong shook his head and said, "They couldn't find out who it was, but they found out it was the Flying Butterfly Palm."

"The Flying Butterfly Palm... killed the disciple of Shenjian Peak..." Ning Zhenzhen pondered and said slowly, "Could it be... me?"

Among the people, he was the best at practicing the Flying Butterfly Palm.

The Flying Butterfly Palm of other disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect was much less powerful, and they were more proficient in swordsmanship and sword formations. ...

The most likely person to kill the master of Shenjian Peak with the Flying Butterfly Palm was himself.

Fakong shook his head: "It's not you."

Ning Zhenzhen was puzzled and said, "That's strange, there are not many people in the world who have practiced the Flying Butterfly Palm to the state of transformation."

Fakong shook his head: "It's not you, but the disciple of Shenjian Peak did die from the Flying Butterfly Palm, Shenjian Peak should not be wrong."

"Not framing us?"

Fakong shook his head.

He had seen the death of the disciple of Shenjian Peak, and it was indeed caused by the Flying Butterfly Palm. The palm print was clear and had a butterfly shape.

This was a unique scar of the Flying Butterfly Palm, unique and difficult to impersonate.

"Strange." Ning Zhenzhen looked at the lake and fell into deep thought: "The Flying Butterfly Palm should not be passed on to outsiders, and only those people are proficient in the Flying Butterfly Palm..."

"Could it be Su Xingchen, Zhong Xiaoxu, Meng Jie and others?" Fakong said: "Their Flying Butterfly Palm cultivation should not be weak."

The Flying Butterfly Palm cultivation is weak because the sword method and sword formation he taught made the disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect abandon the Flying Butterfly Palm.

Their cultivation is not weak either.

"It is very likely!" Ning Zhenzhen nodded: "But they are all secluded and practicing hard."

They are very unconvinced. They have been ignoring worldly affairs and practicing hard. Logically, they should not meet the masters of the Divine Sword Peak.

Fakong said: "Your three senior sisters..."

As he spoke, his eyes became deep again, and he began to pursue her future to see if there were any figures of the three women.

Finally, he nodded gently and said, "It is very likely to be Su Xingchen."

"Big Sister..." Ning Zhenzhen smiled bitterly: "If it is Big Sister, it is not surprising."

Big Sister is fiery, and her temper is completely different from that of ordinary Yudie Sect disciples. It is not surprising that she killed the disciples of Shenjian Peak.

"I didn't expect Big Sister to come out of retreat." Ning Zhenzhen said, "I want to see her."

Fakong thought about it, and his eyes became deep again.

——

In a small martial arts training ground on Shenjian Peak, several young men were sparring, and the sword light was flashing, which was extremely fast.

A heroic young man suddenly put away his sword and stood up, jumped out of the circle, waved his hand and smiled: "Take a break, take a break."

The other seven people also stopped.

They sat in the small pavilion next to them.

The heroic young man took the teacup handed over by the servant, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Brother Ding, can my swordsmanship defeat the women of the Jade Butterfly Sect?"

A calm young man sat opposite him, with an ordinary appearance and clear eyes. He took the teacup and took a sip, pondering without saying a word.

"No way?" The heroic young man smiled and said, "Are the women of the Jade Butterfly Sect really that powerful?"

"They are indeed different from before." The calm young man shook his head and said, "Since Mo Youlan took over the position of the sect leader, the strength of the Jade Butterfly Sect has improved by leaps and bounds, and the progress is too amazing."

"Is it really that strong?"

"Otherwise, do you really think that you were careless when you fell into their hands before?"

"Isn't it because of the stinky monks of the Great Miaolian Temple?"

"If they are not good enough, no matter how much the monks of the Great Miaolian Temple help them, it will be useless."

"Then I am not their opponent?" The heroic young man asked.

The calm young man did not speak.

Everyone knew the answer.

Obviously, he was no match for the Jade Butterfly Sect disciples. This answer was hard for them to accept. …

But Senior Brother Ding was the only one who had participated in the raid on the Jade Butterfly Sect branch and had fought with the Jade Butterfly Sect disciples.

That time, he did not achieve any success and lost manpower, but he still escaped unscathed. Of course, he knew more about the Jade Butterfly Sect than others.

Of course, they also thought that he would exaggerate the strength of the Jade Butterfly Sect disciples to cover up his incompetence.

They would not point it out, but they would be suspicious.

"Hey, I'd better experience it myself." The heroic young man smiled and said, "It is said that they are all beauties."

"They are indeed beautiful."

"It would be nice to catch them and make them your wives."

"Junior Brother Hu." The calm young man shook his head and said, "Don't be so disrespectful. They are not as harmless as they look."

"Yes, Senior Brother Ding, don't worry. If I really meet them, I will definitely do my best and will never be careless."

"... In fact, if you meet them, it is best to avoid them or run away." The calm young man hesitated and finally said.

Everyone shook their heads in disapproval.

How could it be possible that the disciples of Shenjian Peak had to retreat when they met the disciples of Yudie Sect?

Seeing this, the calm young man sighed helplessly.

If it was the top masters in the peak, they could fight against the disciples of Yudie Sect, but for people like them, running away would be the best choice when they met the disciples of Yudie Sect.

What a pity... they didn't listen!

I hope they don't really meet.

Seeing this, Fakong felt that fate was really wonderful.