Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Your Majesty, you really don't know?"

"What do you mean by Mr. Murong's words?" Chu Xiang frowned and looked at him: "How can I control where Master Fakong is going?"

He heard the disbelief in Master Murong's words, and said with a serious expression, "I want to save him more than you, Mr. Murong!"

Master Murong was puzzled.

Chu Xiang snorted: "Why can he enter the Green-clothed Foreign Affairs Division? Without my nod, how could he get in? According to what he did, he would have been dealt with by the Shenwu Mansion!"

He nodded to this.

In order to destroy Huangquan Valley and take revenge on Dayong, Wang Qingshan's ability to cover the sky and the sun was needed, otherwise he would not care about Wang Qingshan's life and death at all.

As for Wang Qingshan's provocation of Ning Zhenzhen and Fakong, Chu Xiang didn't know about it. He was a great master but had no magical powers.

Master Murong's expression softened.

He knew that someone was interested in Wang Qingshan, so Wang Qingshan could enter the Green Foreign Affairs Division, otherwise the incident last time would have been enough for the court to deal with Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan was still too young, ambitious but unaware of the dangers of the world, lacking a sense of awe. He thought that he could be unscrupulous and unscrupulous by practicing the power of covering the sky and the sun. He did not know how terrifying the power of the imperial court was.

"It's difficult for you to find Master Fakong."

"He's always in the city, right? ... Then I'll forgive you for being rude and shouting a few words."

"...may not be in the city." Chu Xiang frowned in thought, recalling the previous conversation with Fakong, and finally shook his head: "It is even possible that he returned to the Vajra Temple. It seems that he mentioned that he wanted to go back and take a look."

Fakong had mentioned before that when the victims returned to their hometowns, he also missed the Vajra Temple and wanted to go back to his own medicine valley.

Chu Xiang didn't ask much, just thought he mentioned it casually.

Thinking about it now, it's not impossible.

"Go back to the Snow Mountain?!" Master Murong said slowly with a gloomy face, "Is he hiding from me?"

"Mr. Murong, you really dare to think about it." Chu Xiang laughed.

But he knew it in his heart.

Master Murong's guess was correct, Master Fakong was probably hiding from Master Murong.

With Master Fakong's magical power, he knew that it would not be difficult for Master Murong to find him.

But why?

Why did Master Fakong have to stand by and not save this Wang Qingshan?

Wang Qingshan is about revenge against Dayong. Once Wang Qingshan is dead, how can he sneak into Dayong to take revenge?

More importantly, after revenge, how to escape?

Should we send dead soldiers there?

Unless absolutely necessary, we will never send dead soldiers.

But Master Fakong will never refuse to save someone without any reason. There must be a reason. As for what the reason is, there is no way to know now.

Master Murong also felt suspicious.

But it was such a coincidence that he was almost always found but never found him, and he had to go back to the Snowy Mountains today.

"Master Fakong has always been like this." Chu Xiang shook his head and said: "I like to walk around and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the world. It's not like this today. It can only be said to be an accident... Wang Qingshan has no other way? "

"Having taken the All Souls Returning Pill, the most powerful elixir of our Chenghai Dao, his heart has been broken. No matter how powerful the pill is, it can't hold him back much." Master Murong shook his head.

The elixir kept his vitality alive, as if it provided another heart, allowing blood and breath to continue to flow.

However, the power of the elixir was not enough to restore his heart, it could only maintain his immortality. Once the elixir's effect expired, he would die.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Returning Pill is the most powerful elixir in Chenghai Dao. Even if you are on the verge of death, you can still hold your breath for an hour.

But there is a disadvantage. You can only take one pill, and it will be useless if you take another pill.

He looked down at Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's injury is too serious, and the All Souls Returning Pill may not last for an hour. Should he just watch Wang Qingshan die?

After all, this matter is still my responsibility.

His mission is to protect Wang Qingshan.

After all, Wang Qingshan's behavior is too hateful and may provoke others to kill.

Especially the Snow Mountain Sect.

The bald donkeys of the Snow Mountain Sect may seem kind-hearted, but their tactics are very dark. Just look at the fate of Mei Sihai and Mei Sanbian.

Wang Qingshan offended the Snow Mountain Sect. The Snow Mountain Sect may not care about the majesty of the imperial court. What if it must maintain the majesty of the Snow Mountain Sect?

It's just that as a Grand Master, he has to guard against Grand Masters, so there is no need to care too much under the Grand Master.

There is no reason why Wang Qingshan is so arrogant. He has keen senses and unparalleled light skills. Masters below the Grand Master pose no threat to him.

I never expected that these six Shen Yuan realm masters were so good at hiding their auras that they thought they were from the Earth Yuan realm.

When he got close, he suddenly broke out, entangled himself for a moment, and took the opportunity to assassinate Wang Qingshan.

No matter how powerful Wang Qingshan's Qinggong was, he could not avoid their assassination.

This was obviously a specialized assassin, not a master of the Snow Mountain Sect.

When he came to his senses, Wang Qingshan had been seriously injured. He quickly gave him a All-Soul Returning Pill, and he could only do his best.

He already knew in his heart that Wang Qingshan could not be saved.

Daluo Jinxian couldn't save him even when he came down to earth. He was just waiting for death. In fact, he shouldn't have given him the All Souls Returning Pill, which only increased his pain.

Dying like this is far more painful than waking up, knowing that you are bound to die, and waiting helplessly to die.

But there are always eventualities in everything.

This kid Wang Qingshan has some luck, otherwise he would not be able to practice the sky-shielding and sun-shielding skill, nor would he be able to obtain such an amazing light skill.

Sure enough, there was still a glimmer of hope. Monk Fakong was able to save him.

But he couldn't find Master Fakong, which was so strange, as if Master Fakong knew he was looking for him and was hiding from him on purpose.

Could it be that someone tipped him off?

He immediately thought of Master Huiling, and his face suddenly darkened. Did Huiling get there before he left Guanyun Tower?

"My Lord, has anyone come to look for Master Fakong?"

"No." Chu Xiang shook his head, frowned, and looked into the distance, shaking his head and saying, "I'm afraid Master Fakong won't be found for a while, he may have returned to the Vajra Temple."

"How could it be such a coincidence!" Master Murong always felt that Fakong was hiding from him.

There was no reason, but he just thought so.

It was the unique spiritual perception of the Grand Master.

"Or, go to the Vajra Temple to look for him?" Chu Xiang said, "But Master Fakong's Qinggong is very high, you may not be able to catch up with him."

Master Murong said in a deep voice: "If he is still in the city, won't I be farther and farther away from the Vajra Temple?"

"Otherwise, you can go back to the outer courtyard to see if he is there. If not, he should go back to the Vajra Temple."

"......Okay!" Master Murong nodded slowly, his face as gloomy as iron.

There is no other way now, hope lies in Fakong.

But this feeling is too aggrieved.

It has been a long time since I felt led by the nose. If Fakong is really avoiding me, then I am being played now!

When he thought of this, he was furious and murderous.

Chu Xiang frowned and looked at him, and said lightly: "Mr. Murong is dissatisfied with Master Fakong?"

"Your Majesty, goodbye." Master Murong restrained his expression, regained his calmness, nodded lightly and was about to leave.

Chu Xiang said: "Wait."

Master Murong stopped and looked at Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang looked at him calmly and said lightly: "Mr. Murong, Master Fakong is my benefactor. I hope Mr. Murong will remember this. I will never let my savior be bullied or even harmed."

Master Murong smiled: "Your Majesty, you are too kind."

"That would be the best." Chu Xiang nodded lightly, solemn and dignified.

Master Murong's figure turned into a wisp of light smoke and floated away.

Yue Minghui came to Chu Xiang and smiled: "Your Majesty is to Master Fakong..."

"If you can solve that disaster, I will do the same to you!" Chu Xiang glanced at him.

Yue Minghui said embarrassedly: "Hey, how can I have the magical powers of Master Fakong."

"Then talk less and do more!" Chu Xiang snorted: "Check who is behind these monks!"

"This..." Yue Minghui hesitated.

Chu Xiang said coldly: "Why, don't you dare to check?"

"...I obey your order!" Yue Minghui gritted his teeth, clasped his fists heavily, turned around and strode away.

——

Master Murong turned into a ray of light, passing over the top of the city, passing over the roof, and directly landing in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

It was already dusk, and the lights were just coming on.

There were four lanterns hanging on the door of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, which were bright, especially the golden plaque on the top.

The four small characters "Si Yuan Jushi" were particularly clear.

Master Murong was about to speak, and Monk Hui Ling had already jumped down, frowning and said: "Old Murong, why are you here again?"

"Is Fakong back?"

"No, no." Monk Hui Ling waved his hand and glanced at Wang Qingshan, who was dying: "Why bother, let him say what he has not finished, it would be better to go on the road peacefully."

"Hui-Ling--!" Master Murong's face was gloomy, staring at him.

Monk Huiling curled his lips and said, "Wealth and honor are in the hands of God, life and death are determined by fate, this is his fate."

Master Murong's eyes narrowed slightly: "Is Fakong really not here?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Monk Huiling said, "It is a merit to save a person, but it is a pity that this little guy is not destined to have this fate. There is nothing we can do about it. Alas... No one can resist fate, don't you think so, old man Murong?"

Master Murong's face was as gloomy as iron, and he was about to rush in in a flash, but Monk Huiling blocked him: "What are you doing!?"

Master Murong said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

"You want to break into my Vajra Temple?!" Monk Huiling glared and sank his face. : "Old Murong, who gave you the face!"

"Will you give way?"

"No!"

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Don't blame me for being ruthless if you dare to do it!"

"Huiling, if Qingshan dies, you disciples of Vajra Temple will pay with your lives!"

"Hey, what a joke!" Monk Huiling said disdainfully: "Could it be that my disciples of Vajra Temple killed this kid? Instead of looking for the murderer to pay with his life, you Chenghai Dao are really good!"

"Master Huiling, what are you doing?" Fakong's voice suddenly sounded. He was wearing a purple and gold cassock and was coming slowly from the Suzaku Avenue with a calm step.

Lin Feiyang followed behind him.

He kept shaking his head in his heart.

The monk was really inexplicable. He turned around and even went around outside the city and looked at the scenery on the top of a mountain for a while.

The sun had set, and it was gray and nothing could be seen. What scenery was there to see?

Now that he finally came back, he encountered this.

He was very excited, and he came to Monk Huiling, laughing: "Old monk, is there someone causing trouble?"

He had already fixed his eyes on Master Murong, and felt threatened.

Master Murong was full of momentum. In Fakong's eyes, the halo behind his head was as bright as the moon. Lin Feiyang could not see the halo, but he could also feel that Master Murong was amazing.

Fakong said: "What are you two going to do?...Hmm——? Wang Qingshan? Who harmed him?"

Master Murong stared at him: "Fakong?"

Fakong clasped his hands together: "I am Fakong, may I know who you are?"

"Hey, Master Murong, the great master of Chenghai Dao, is not a good person." Monk Huiling snorted: "I want you to save this little guy."

"Amitabha." Fakong clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, with a look of compassion on his face: "I am a step too late, this young master Wang has already died, Amitabha!"

Master Murong looked down, arguing with Huiling just now, and didn't notice that Wang Qingshan had died.

Lin Feiyang looked at Fakong with a look of compassion in sudden enlightenment.

He finally understood.

Master Murong bowed his head and said nothing, motionless.

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