Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Ning Zhenzhen didn't believe what she said.

But these were indeed the words that came out of the middle-aged man's mind.

In the middle-aged man's mind, there was no disciple of Kunshan Holy Church in Shenjing, only himself.

Ni Zhao said in a deep voice: "Ning Sicheng?"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at the middle-aged man: "Do you think this is possible? You are the only one lurking in Shenjing in the entire Kunshan Holy Church? There have been dozens of Kunshan Holy Church disciples who died in the hands of the court in the past few days!"

The middle-aged man showed a hint of sneer and teasing, and said nothing.

Ning Zhenzhen raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and said in surprise: "Are they all fake?"

The middle-aged man frowned.

He finally discovered the mystery now. This beautiful woman could actually read his thoughts.

Ning Zhenzhen turned his head and looked at Ni Zhao.

Ni Zhao shook his head: "Impossible."

The other two worshippers also shook their heads.

Sima Xun and the others also shook their heads and thought it was impossible.

This is just lying with open eyes. How could so many Kunshan Holy Church disciples be fake!

But then a trace of doubt emerged.

Because these Kunshan Saint Church disciples committed suicide as soon as they were recognized, without saying a word.

People had no doubts before, but when the doubts arose, they found that they could not be sure that they were really disciples of Kunshan Saint Church. Could they be disciples of other sects?

"You are the only real disciple, and the others are all outside disciples?" Ning Zhenzhen said: "Or are they not disciples of Kunshan Saint Church, but just pretending to be disciples of Kunshan Saint Church?"

Her eyes were bright and deep.

The middle-aged man felt that his mind was about to be sucked in, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes away.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "It seems that they pretended to be disciples of Kunshan Saint Church and ruined the reputation of Kunshan Saint Church..."

She shook her head and smiled: "Since it is to ruin the reputation of Kunshan Saint Church, why did you sneak into Mr. Zhou's house? ...To protect Mr. Zhou?"

Her beautiful face was full of smiles, which made everyone dazzled.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and shook her head: "You said it was to secretly protect Lord Zhou, what were you guarding against? ... Or is Lord Zhou also a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church?"

The smile on her beautiful face slowly faded, and she seemed to be thinking: "Lord Zhou is also a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church?"

The middle-aged man tried to move his eyes around, not to touch Ning Zhenzhen's clear eyes, not to look at Ning Zhenzhen's deep and soul-stirring eyes.

He wanted to avoid Ning Zhenzhen's reading in this way.

But it was useless, and her thoughts were still clearly seen by her.

He felt powerless in his heart, and then he was angry.

But as soon as the anger came up, a chill suddenly drilled into his mind, like a basin of cold water poured down on his head, and all the anger was extinguished at once.

If the anger is not aroused, there is no way to activate the secret technique.

He suddenly became calm, but it was the effect of the Qingxin Mantra, and he couldn't help but be calm.

Fearless, fearless, sad, happy, angry, and worried, he just looked at Ning Zhenzhen indifferently.

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "Lord Zhou can't be a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church."

He smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

"Really..." Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ni Zhao.

Ni Zhao and the other two looked solemn.

Lord Zhou is Zhou Jigang, the Minister of Works, a dignified second-rank official.

Even the head of their external department is only a second-rank official.

In the officialdom, a higher-ranking official can crush a person. This matter must be reported to the chief, and they have no right to decide.

But they absolutely don't believe it.

How could the dignified Minister of Works be a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church? This matter is very serious. Once it is spread out, the court will be shaken and the emperor will be furious.

Ni Zhao looked around.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "Don't worry, Ni Gongfeng, they will keep their mouths shut."

She swept everyone with her clear eyes.

Sima Xun and the others hurriedly clasped their fists solemnly.

Indicated that they would keep their mouths shut and never spread it. They understood this basic rule.

Ni Zhao snorted: "If this matter gets out and causes any trouble, we will all be in trouble, and no one can escape!"

Huang Yufeng said: "Don't worry, Ni Gongsheng, we all understand and will never say anything nonsense."

Ning Zhenzhen said lightly: "After today, no one is allowed to drink alcohol after work and go to those romantic places."

"Yes!" Everyone responded in a deep voice.

Ni Zhao smiled: "It seems that Ning Sicheng is good at controlling his subordinates, which is rare."

I originally thought that these heroes from various sects would be disgusted and dissatisfied with a woman leading them.

Especially she is such a petite, beautiful and young woman.

But now it seems that I have thought wrong.

This Ning Zhenzhen actually tamed these heroes of the moment, which is really extraordinary. She is worthy of being the first young person in Mingyue Temple.

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head: "Everyone respects the position of Sicheng, not me. Ni Gongfeng, should we report this matter directly to Sizheng, or confirm it again?"

"Ning Sicheng, whether to confirm or not for such a major matter is also up to Sizheng. We cannot make decisions on our own. We are only responsible for asking him clearly." Ni Zhao said.

"Yes, I'm taught you." Ning Zhenzhen said.

In fact, she knew what to do, but she still had to ask Ni Zhao, how to show the importance of the other party when hiding her shortcomings, knowing everything?

Sima Xun and the others shook their heads secretly, seeing that she was hiding her shortcomings. She was usually so smart and decisive, how could she not know what to do? It's a pity that Ni Gongfeng felt good about himself.

Ni Zhao looked at the middle-aged man: "This man's words are really upside down, and there is no way to figure it out."

"Maybe this is exactly the purpose of Kunshan Holy Church." Ning Zhenzhen said: "What he knows may not be true."

"Alas!" Ni Zhao rubbed his brows: "What a big trouble!"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at the middle-aged man: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered slightly.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently: "It turns out to be Song Chaoyin, the Sword of Broken Mountain. Nice to meet you."

"Sword of Broken Mountain..." Sima Xun chewed on them and thought carefully.

Finally, he shook his head helplessly.

I really haven't heard of this name. Is it really because I am ignorant and not as knowledgeable as Si Cheng?

Ning Zhenzhen turned his head and looked at them: "Sword of Broken Mountain became famous thirty years ago. It's no wonder that you haven't heard of it. He once slashed the three unique swords of Zijing Mountain. These three unique swords are triplets. The combined attack method is exquisite and the swordsmanship is amazing. No one in the martial arts world within hundreds of miles can defeat them. But they act viciously and kill people at will."

Song Chaoyin's facial muscles trembled slightly.

He never thought that after thirty years of hiding his name, there would still be people who remembered his name and his famous battle.

He originally hated Ning Zhenzhen, but now he felt a little complicated.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I have heard from my seniors that Senior Song's battle is a classic, especially the wisdom to break the three people's joint attack, which should be a model."

Song Chaoyin showed a faint smile on his face.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I just didn't expect that Senior Song was actually a disciple of Kunshan Holy Sect. I guess he didn't join Kunshan Holy Sect halfway, but was originally a disciple of Kunshan Holy Sect and entered Sanyue Sword Sect when he was young?"

Song Chaoyin's face changed slightly.

The original smile disappeared.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "I really don't know how many disciples of Kunshan Holy Sect have joined various sects."

The most important thing to join these sects without being noticed is that the background is clean and the family background is correct.

Whenever recruiting disciples, any sect is cautious.

Background is extremely important. It is difficult for orphans like those to really enter the upper echelons of the sect.

First, we need to see if the family background is clean, who are the parents, where do they live, and what do they do for a living.

This is only the first level.

The second level is to investigate the parents' behavior, how they are known by the neighbors, and what their temperament is like.

If the parents have a bad reputation, they will often not be recruited.

First, it will damage the reputation of the sect.

More importantly, they are not optimistic about the future of their sons.

A dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son will dig holes.

Although it is not absolute, the sect will not bet on exceptions, and often the character of parents will be passed on to their children.

The poor character of disciples will often damage the sect or even backfire on the sect.

But Kunshan Holy Church was able to deceive the various sects and let them accept disciples. This is not just a little problem.

The various sects are not vegetarians, and of course they will be wary of someone sneaking into the sect, especially when the opponent uses this method.

Therefore, they are extremely strict and cautious, and they will be examined again and again. It is almost difficult for people with ulterior motives to sneak in.

Ning Zhenzhen asked, "Are Senior Song's parents your real parents?... Oh? It's true."

She said curiously, "Are your parents also disciples of Kunshan Saint Church?... Yes!"

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ni Zhao.

Ni Zhao and the other two gradually became solemn.

Song Chaoyin's previous answers were indeed a bit confusing, making people confused and even talking nonsense. Ning Zhenzhen directly put aside these confusing questions and turned to digging into his life experience. The problems exposed were shocking.

This Ning Zhenzhen is really worthy of being the number one young man in Mingyue Temple. She is extremely sharp-minded and can be regarded as a top expert in interrogation. It seems that she can join the important interrogation of the foreign department in the future.

Ning Zhenzhen continued: "If your parents are also disciples of Kunshan Saint Church, then have they always lived in that village? As far as I know, in general sects, the family of disciples must have lived here for at least 30 years, which means two generations have lived here. Your grandparents have also lived here,...Are they also disciples of Kunshan Saint Church?...Yes!"

Fakong's voice suddenly rang in Ning Zhenzhen's ears: "Junior sister, be careful of assassins, ignore him, protect yourself!"

Fakong saw the fate of Song Chaoyin through his clairvoyance, and in a moment, an assassin will attack.

Ning Zhenzhen's face changed slightly, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Three worshippers, be careful of assassination."

Ni Zhao and the other two reacted very quickly. When they heard the word assassination, they immediately flashed, forming a horn, with their backs facing Song Chaoyin, and their inner energy was already activated and ready to attack at any time.

"Woo!" A white shadow shot from the top of the wall, leaving a residual shadow in the air.

Ning Zhenzhen reacted the fastest, and raised her jade palm to attack.

Even if they didn't block it head-on, they should at least try to stop it and create an opportunity for Ni Zhao and the others.

Fakong suddenly appeared beside her, holding her slender waist and moving sideways to avoid the white shadow.

"Bang!" As the white shadow approached, it made a muffled sound and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Ni Zhao and the other two were alarmed but it was too late. The blood mist instantly spread ten feet, and the speed was too fast, far exceeding their body skills.

"Ah!" The three screamed.

When the blood mist entered the body, it felt like sulfuric acid was splashed on the face and body in the previous life, and the pain was unbearable.

Screaming was just a natural reaction, and it was uncontrollable.

Ning Zhenzhen's willow waist was held, and she turned her jade hand and was about to slap it, but she smelled Fakong's breath and dispersed the Taisu Divine Palm.

They barely avoided the blood mist.

Sima Xun and the others were not so lucky.

When they saw the white shadow appear, they immediately rushed forward to help block it, but they rushed forward too fast and had no time to retreat, and were covered by the blood mist.

Some were on his chest, some on his face, and some on his elbows, but the pain was the same. It was so painful that he couldn't help but scream.

Song Chaoyin was the worst.

His martial arts had been abolished, his acupuncture points were sealed, and he couldn't move.

When the blood mist enveloped him, Ni Zhao and the other two couldn't help but dodge, and they forgot to protect him, and the blood mist fell all over his body.

He almost fainted from the pain.

At this moment, a basin of cold water was poured down, which kept him awake and dispelled the darkness formed by the pain.

Another stream of nectar fell, and his body went from extreme cold to hot springs, and a feeling of intoxication rose up.

Fakong cast a rejuvenation spell, covering the entire yard.