Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Looking at the disciples of Cantian Dao laughing heartily, she felt envious, kind, and somewhat nostalgic.

She was afraid that she would never be able to indulge herself like this again. Being in the officialdom, walking on thin ice and trembling with fear was really suffocating.

Fakong smiled and said, "Are you envious?"

"Yes, I am envious." Li Ying sighed, "The happiest time was when I was in Cantian Dao."

Since leaving Cantian Dao and entering the Green Clothes Division, she has been frustrated all the way. Even though she has been promoted and her cultivation has been continuously improved, she is still not as happy as before.

And she is getting less and less happy.

Fakong said, "My happiest time was when I was growing herbs in the Medicine Valley. My martial arts were very poor, and I devoted myself to practicing martial arts."

"Are you not happy now?" Li Ying smiled and said, "You are free and easy now, much better than before."

Fakong said, "You are amazing in swordsmanship now, your cultivation is profound, and you are in a high position and have great power. You are much better than before, right?"

"...That's right." Li Ying sighed, "Status, power, and martial arts are not the basis for making yourself happy."

"Ah!"

"Hey!"

Fakong smiled and said, "It won't be spread out."

Li Ying shook her head disapprovingly.

"Hehe..., you guys are overestimating your own abilities and seeking your own death!" A rough middle-aged man sneered, "You are Zhuang Zhijing, right? He Mingshan?"

Fakong smiled and said, "That makes sense."

She floated up, passed through the woods and mountains, and landed beside the disciples of Cantian Dao, waving her hand, "Okay, no need to bury them."

Zhou Zixuan, however, did not look like this at all. Instead, he looked like a dying man, which made it impossible to say more.

They just concluded that Cantiandao would not use any conspiracy or tricks. They said that some new and tender people came to Shenjing, so they were new people, and they were also new people even if they were old.

Except for the rough middle-aged man, the rest of the people were not young. They should have been vigilant, but they were obsessed and took action.

"Just kill them." Zhou Sheng said lightly: "These guys want to kill us, so why keep them alive?"

"Wait!"

He looked at the others.

Li Ying smiled and shook her head: "I really don't know why you accepted Dayunren as your disciple. Aren't you afraid of backlash in the future?"

Fakong sighed: "Human life is human life after all."

As a result, they found out that they were wrong after they took action, but there was no chance to correct it. Everything happened too fast.

"... So that's it." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

These Cantiandao disciples were excited, drew their swords and stabbed out, with violent momentum and faster speed than the black-clothed masked man.

Young people are often full of vigor and feel that the world belongs to them, they can change the world, they can become the best in the world, and they can become unparalleled heroes.

Dugu Xiaqing is also from Dayun. If it is true as Li Yingru thought, there is no way to make friends with Dugu Xiaqing. It will lose too much fun and benefits.

"... I don't know." Li Ying shook her head: "Maybe it's ignorance. The more you know, the less happy you are."

"Yes." Zhou Sheng led everyone away.

When they walked away, Fakong appeared beside Li Ying, and the Great Light Mantra was activated, sending souls to the sky.

He shook his head and said, "They are all well-known, but it's a pity that they don't have eyes and are looking for death!"

As he spoke, he looked at the masters of the Cantian Dao who were about to bury the people after killing them: "Wait for me to save them."

She already understood Zhou Zixuan's temperament. After all, if she wants to enter the Cantian Dao, how can she know nothing?

She had already inquired about Zhou Zixuan's temperament and habits through Xu Qingluo and Lin Feiyang, so as to stimulate him in a targeted manner.

A middle-aged man was pale and had lost a lot of blood. He said coldly, "Who are you?"

Not to mention friendship, just the help she has given to his swordsmanship is incalculable.

Not far away, they began to discuss how the young master knew the news in advance? Was it from the Green Clothes Department or the Southern Supervisory Department?

Some concluded that it was the Southern Supervisory Department, and some concluded that it was the Green Clothes Department.

Fakong said, "As long as you don't leak it out, no one will know."

Fakong sighed, "Although they were killed by Cantian Dao, they also died because of me."

These men in black wanted to say more, but they had no chance.

Fakong's face became solemn.

Fakong said, "He is also a genius, but it is not so easy to teach. He needs careful training."

The disciples of Cantian Dao who were eating, drinking, talking and laughing suddenly jumped up, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and rushed towards the group of men in black.

"I'm just afraid that you'll regret it later," Li Ying said, "If others know that you've accepted a Dayun person as your disciple, they might have some opinions."

Fakong laughed, "Are you trying to stir things up now? What do you want to do?"

"If they don't die, our people will die." Li Ying snorted, "Don't these guys deserve to die for sneaking up on us?... You know, they're not doing it for revenge or resentment, they're just doing it for pure profit."

They covered their faces with black scarves, their swords flashed coldly in the moonlight, and they silently stabbed in front of the Cantian Dao disciples.

The target of their attack was not the new young man, but a powerful figure who had been famous for a long time.

Fakong smiled and shook his head, "He won't bite back."

"I just happened to hear the news, you guys go." Li Ying clasped her fists.

"Be careful!" Suddenly a loud shout shook the night sky.

She felt that these people deserved to die the most, and there was no need to show mercy.

"Amitabha." Fakong clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

"I think I've figured it out." Fakong nodded: "He is lazy and it's hard for him to make progress without a good environment."

"Yes."

"Zhou Sheng of Cantian Dao!" The rough middle-aged man smiled proudly.

She was very wary of Dayun.

Li Ying chuckled: "I thought all the disciples you accepted were like Qingluo, but I didn't expect this one..."

The black-clothed men wanted to speak, but they were stabbed in the heart just after they said a word. Blood gushed out immediately, preventing the sound from coming out.

This is a wrong message.

Li Ying smiled and nodded: "Okay."

The disciples of Cantian Dao acted decisively. Since they were ordered to kill, they did it without hesitation.

If preaching is useful, everyone in the world is a wise man, and no one will make mistakes.

The black-clothed men jumped out of the woods, as swift and silent as ghosts, but unfortunately they could not avoid the perception of the Cantian Dao disciples.

"The human heart is unpredictable." Li Ying said.

"Then what is the root?"

Li Ying said indifferently: "Did your disciple agree to come in?"

When you have nothing, you are happiest. The more you have, the greater the pressure. The pressure of losing will make people collapse.

People who are not of my race must have different hearts. After all, Dayun people are Dayun people. They cannot be completely trusted.

"Okay." Li Ying said.

The key is that it is useless to say it.

Li Ying glanced at him: "Master, please be merciful. Can't bear it?"

Even if Fakong has a divine eye, she doesn't believe that this matter can be concealed. Zhou Zixuan is a living person.

They will not be grateful at all. They will come back next time. If it weren't for the substitution of people this time, the dead would be the disciples of Cantian Dao.

In the blink of an eye, they stabbed the group of black-clothed men, and they all lifted their veils, revealing a stunned face.

"Young Master!" When everyone saw her, they immediately smiled and saluted, and sighed: "It's just as the young master expected."

A middle-aged man smiled and said: "Brother Zhou, how to deal with it?"

Li Ying was puzzled.

After saving their souls, shouldn't Fakong be at peace and completely liberated? How could this happen?

Fakong frowned and sighed: "There are two Tianhai Sword Sect disciples here."

Li Ying's face changed.