Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

While Ning Zhenzhen was talking to Fakong, Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling were chatting.

The four of them gathered around a stone table without lighting a lantern, chatting in the moonlight.

Wisps of moonlight penetrated into their hair, absorbing the moonlight while talking, strengthening their cultivation and refining their bodies.

"Qingluo, can your master see you?" Chu Ling put down the tea cup and asked lazily: "Aren't you still hiding?"

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu looked over.

Xu Qingluo sighed.

Chu Ling said: "Not even Miss Ning? Isn't their friendship the most irresistible?"

As far as I know, Fakong's two closest friends are Xu Zhijian and Ning Zhenzhen. They have known each other for a long time, and their friendship is pure and strong.

Ning Zhenzhen's words should be very effective.

Xu Qingluo shook her head and said: "If master is determined not to see us, it will be useless for Uncle Ning to talk."

What's more, Master Ning's heart is of course towards the master. Once he sees the master's reluctance, he will definitely not forcefully persuade him and will immediately change his tune.

"Your master is really..." Chu Ling looked helpless: "I'm really unhappy. If you have anything to say, just say it. What's the point of hiding from people? Isn't it too depressing?"

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Master feels that it is useless for him to say anything, so he simply doesn't want to say more and lets us figure it out ourselves."

"He said it, don't we listen?" Chu Ling snorted.

Xu Qingluo smiled and nodded.

Zhou Yang said: "We don't have the guts, but Qingluoqian is not necessarily the case. She is proud of being favored."

Xu Qingluo immediately glared at him.

Zhou Yang glared back, unwilling to be outdone: "I'm not wrong."

Although the master uncle spoke, he would rarely directly tell them what to do, but let them make their own decisions on how to do it.

But sometimes the uncle's words contained hints, hints that were obvious enough, hinting at how the four of them should choose.

At this time, Xu Qingluo sometimes followed the hint, and sometimes she deliberately pretended not to understand the hint and chose not to do so.

Zhou Yang said: "Should we get entangled with this Luo Minghai?"

"It's obvious." Chu Ling snorted: "There must be something weird, why can't we bother with it?"

"It's probably related to the White Lotus Temple." Xu Qingluo shook her head and said, "Master has always been very secretive about the White Lotus Temple."

"Even he is afraid of the White Lotus Temple?" Chu Ling asked curiously: "What's so mysterious about that?"

Zhou Yu said softly: "Qingluo, let's forget it."

Chu Ling hummed: "Aren't you curious?"

"You can bear it for a while," Zhou Yu said softly: "Sooner or later, we will figure it out. Don't rush it. This is Dayong, not us."

Chu Ling said: "Then let's withdraw first?"

"Then withdraw first." Zhou Yang said.

Seeing that Xu Qingluo remained silent, he felt a little heavy in his heart and said hurriedly: "There is no need to take this risk."

"...Okay." Xu Qingluo sighed: "Then let's go back first. Master should be waiting for us at Lingkong Temple."

If they leave Luo Minghai and withdraw to Daqian, the master will definitely appear. Then they will ask the master clearly.

This is the safest way.

Zhou Yang said: "Since we have to retreat, why not go back immediately and don't create any more complications."

"Yes." Zhou Yu nodded.

Chu Ling was still a little unwilling, but seeing that Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang couldn't wait to go back, she could only agree and said sadly: "Then let's go."

She was unwilling to do so, especially when Luo Minghai knocked back Xu Qingluo with one palm, and they immediately retreated.

Luo Minghai must have thought that he and others were afraid of him, and he must be very unhappy.

They acted swiftly, and once they made a decision, they started taking action, then put down their teacups and fluttered away.

"There's no need to be in such a hurry." Chu Ling said while performing Qing Gong: "It's not too late."

"What if Luo Minghai gets mad and insists on chasing him?" Zhou Yang said, "We have to guard against him."

"It seems like you are really afraid of him!" Chu Ling sneered.

Zhou Yang shook his head: "Since you don't want to get entangled with him, then just hide far away. If you can't afford to offend him, can you hide?"

"..." Chu Ling closed her mouth in frustration and was too lazy to say anything more. She looked at Xu Qingluo, who was frowning: "Qingluo, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu looked over.

Xu Qingluo's face darkened: "He is heading this way."

"Does he really want to be reluctant to let you go?" Chu Lingtong sneered: "Does he want to die?"

Xu Qingluo frowned and looked up and down, shook her head, and suddenly accelerated, but in a different direction.

It was supposed to be heading north, but now it's turning west.

Chu Ling said: "Want to see if he will continue to chase me?"

Xu Qingluo nodded.

After taking a dozen breaths, Xu Qingluo sighed: "It's really interesting."

"Is he chasing you?" Chu Ling asked.

Xu Qingluo said: "I planted aura on him, and he should have done the same, using the same method."

"You can't detect it or eliminate it?" Chu Ling asked.

Xu Qingluo shook her head: "If it hadn't been for the Qi planted in him, I still wouldn't be aware of it."

"Awesome." Chu Ling was surprised.

Xu Qingluo nodded and said, "We can't underestimate him. Let's speed up."

"Aren't you going to teach him a lesson?" Chu Ling asked.

"Let's go." Xu Qingluo shook her head.

Now that you have decided to avoid it, of course you can't do it half-heartedly.

The more he chases like this, the more he has to avoid it. If he is not sure, Luo Minghai will not pursue him so closely.

Although his cultivation level is much stronger than Luo Minghai's estimation, he still has to be more careful, after all, this is Dayong.

The group of four accelerated again.

This time they did not go west, but north instead. They ran for more than 200 miles in one breath, but were eventually caught up.

Xu Qingluo and the other three looked at Luo Minghai, whose face was as pale as paper, in surprise.

Luo Minghai seemed to be at the end of his strength, breathing rapidly, staring at Xu Qingluo with burning eyes, as if there were flames in his eyes.

Xu Qingluo glanced around and chuckled: "Why is Young Master Luo chasing so closely?"

Luo Minghai stared at her and said in a deep voice: "Miss Xu, there is something I don't understand."

"What is it?" Xu Qingluo asked.

Luo Minghai said slowly: "Miss Xu, have you practiced the martial arts of the White Lotus Temple?"

"Oh——?" Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Why do you ask this? What martial arts does the White Lotus Temple have? Tell me."

"Sure enough, you have practiced the martial arts of the White Lotus Temple." Luo Minghai said in a deep voice.

His eyes flashed with brilliance, and he looked deeply at Xu Qingluo: "Miss Xu, you shouldn't practice the martial arts of the White Lotus Temple."

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "What martial arts are there in the White Lotus Temple? I'm still confused. I haven't practiced the Great Joy Sutra."

The Void Fetal Breathing Sutra is absolutely unacceptable. As for other martial arts, it should be the Great Joy Sutra.

Luo Minghai shook his head and said: "What a pity."

Chu Ling sneered: "What a big tone!"

Luo Minghai's tone seemed to be pity, but more of a murderous intent, as if he could kill Xu Qingluo at will.

This made Chu Ling angry.

Luo Minghai didn't even look at Chu Ling. In his eyes, although Chu Ling's cultivation was strong, she was not his opponent.

Only Xu Qingluo was unfathomable. Even if he had repelled her with a palm before, it was just a sneak attack that caught her off guard.

Now he was fully confident.

So he must not miss this opportunity to find out what kind of inheritance she had.