Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong could see clearly that there were already more than a hundred people in the corridor on the lake, some waving their folding fans and talking loudly, while others holding a pot of wine and drinking from time to time, looking carefree.

At this time, a bright moon was hanging high in the night sky.

Its light was scattered all over the universe.

The bright moon in the lake was swaying gently, looming.

Fakong and Li Er stood at the bow of the pleasure boat, the night wind mixed with moisture, blowing on their faces refreshingly.

The lake water gently hit the pleasure boat, and the sound of it came into their ears, giving them an inexplicable sense of tranquility and depth.

Li Er, who had been talking nonstop, stopped talking at this time, and was also immersed in this distant and quiet night.

"Zheng!" Suddenly, a zither sounded, breaking the tranquility of the night sky.

"Zhengzhengzhengzheng!" The golden swords and iron horses rushed towards them, abrupt and fierce.

A white shadow suddenly rose from a distant pleasure boat, rising up as if to rush towards the bright moon in the sky.

When it reached a height of more than 100 meters, the white shadow ran out of momentum and revealed a figure, but it was a graceful woman in white.

She began to fall.

At this time, the sound of the zither was low and distant.

She opened her hands, her long sleeves fluttered, and a white crane spread its wings and flew.

"Zhengzhengzhengzheng..." The sound of the zither suddenly became high-pitched, and she suddenly put away her arms, spinning at high speed in the air, and soared into the sky like a tornado.

When she rose to a height of 100 meters, the rotation stopped, and she fell again.

The sound of the zither slowed down again.

She stretched out her arms again, and her long sleeves fluttered.

"Zheng!" The sound of the zither rose again.

She kicked her feet and soared into the sky again, as if there was a place in the void where she could borrow strength.

When she rose to more than 130 meters, a long sword with clear light slipped out of her sleeve.

The sound of the zither was as clear as the gurgling of a stream.

She shook the sword gently, and a ball of clear light swirled around her. The clear light formed groups of light and shadows, like bubbles, and her falling momentum stopped.

The clear light formed several bubbles.

In fact, the speed was too fast. Before one disappeared, the next one had already appeared. It seemed that there were many bubbles, only one was real, and the rest were afterimages left by the retina.

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

He saw with his heart and eyes, and saw more clearly than others.

The woman in white clothes like snow had an ordinary appearance, neither beautiful nor ugly, but only beautiful.

Her skin was like snow, crystal clear and warm.

She was indeed a great master.

Her sword was surprisingly fast, even not inferior to his own swordsmanship.

I didn't expect that there was really a swordsmanship comparable to his own in the world.

Fakong became more interested, and his eyes suddenly became slightly golden, as if gold juice was injected into his pupils.

If you don't look carefully, you won't notice his abnormality.

Li Er looked at it with fascination, and said with emotion: "Master, how is it?"

"Good swordsmanship." Fakong nodded gently: "Is this Dugu Xiaqing?"

"It is Miss Dugu." Li Er said with emotion: "She is a rare genius in the Dugu family for hundreds of years. It is a great honor to witness her swordsmanship with my own eyes!"

Fakong said: "Isn't it every day?"

"Once every ten days." Li Er said: "So the master is lucky, and there are also restrictions on the position. One hundred and twenty people can watch the sword at a time, and no more than one hundred and twenty people can watch it."

"It is really a good swordsmanship." Fakong praised.

His eyes passed through Dugu Xiaqing's clothes and skin, and saw the flow of her meridians.

He found that Dugu Xiaqing had faintly touched the threshold of the second level.

This is due to the exquisiteness of her swordsmanship.

The skills are close to the Tao. After practicing the original exquisite swordsmanship to the extreme, it naturally evolved and advanced, and actually led to the second stage of the ninth level of the Divine Realm.

Although there is still a long way to go before the second stage is complete, the transformation of sword energy into spirit energy is only in its infancy.

Why is the sword so fast? It is because the sword energy has changed and is hidden in the external energy, and can borrow power from the void.

Fakong was greatly inspired.

His previous sword skills were not completely integrated with the Qi-holding state, and he did not bring out the magic of spirit energy.

It turns out that spirit energy can increase the speed of the sword, and it is a rapid increase.

In the low and high-pitched sound of the piano, Dugu Xiaqing rose and fell, and the sword light was fast and slow, like a white crane flying up and down, gracefully.

Agile and free, light and detached, it has already left the category of light work, floating like an immortal.

Everyone was stunned and fascinated.

Li Er is like this.

He stared with eyes wide open, not blinking, afraid of missing any subtle movements, muttering: "This is the dance of immortals, it's really a fairy descending to earth!"

Fakong nodded and agreed: "Like the sword dance of a banished immortal, it is indeed amazing and rare in the world!"

Li Er murmured: "If I have such sword skills, where in the world can't I go!"

Fakong smiled.

This sentence may be what everyone thinks of.

Who doesn't want to have such sword skills?

Li Er stared at Dugu Xiaqing, who was flying and graceful above the lake, without blinking.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if cramped, but he was imitating Dugu Xiaqing's movements involuntarily.

Dugu Xiaqing's sword skills are mysterious and her sword intent is pure. Watching them will affect your understanding of sword skills.

Just like a calligrapher seeing Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, people who have seen it and those who have not seen it have completely different feelings about calligraphy.

Watching Dugu Xiaqing's swordsmanship is eye-opening, and knowing the exquisiteness of swordsmanship and the limit of swordsmanship is crucial for swordsmen.

Watching Dugu Xiaqing's swordsmanship will gain you far more than you can imagine.

Fakong was thoughtful, watching and comparing, absorbing the exquisiteness of her swordsmanship.

What he saw was not only the sword moves, but also the operation of the mind, and he could even clearly feel the sword intention contained in the sword moves.

The sword method and the mind are combined to form such a pure sword intention, which can strongly affect the opponent's state of mind. It is a sword method of a higher level.

When facing her, ordinary masters may not even have the opportunity to attack, and they have been stabbed in a trance.

Fakong admired and admired.

"Zhengzhengzheng!" The sound of the piano suddenly became high-pitched, and it was loud enough to stop the clouds.

She suddenly rose into the air and drew a sword lightly.

The sword energy condensed to the purest degree and flew out of the sword.

A crack appeared on the lake surface, extending from in front of her to a corridor, which was nearly a hundred meters away.

This long ditch did not close up.

It seemed that the lake water was not water, but turned into snow. The crack did not disappear for a long time and remained in its original state, which looked extremely strange.

"Zhengzhengzheng!" The sound of the piano became high again.

She drew another sword lightly in the air.

The sword energy condensed but did not disperse, as if it had been stretched into a sword a hundred meters long, pressing horizontally on the lake surface, forming a rift.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!" The sound of the piano was high again.

She drew another sword.

This time, the sword energy shot towards the pleasure boat where Fa Kong and Li Er were, extending all the way to the front of the pleasure boat and continuing forward.

Fa Kong raised his eyebrows.

She had already sent out three swords, which was her limit. In the last sword, the sword energy was not pure enough, and it was a little out of control, and she couldn't stop in time.

Dugu Xia Qing, who was in the air, changed her color slightly.

She knew the power of her sword, and even the Grandmaster couldn't stop it.

She hurriedly used her power, and her body and sword became one, like a white rainbow piercing the sky, shooting towards Fa Kong.

Fa Kong flicked his sleeves lightly.

The pure sword energy was immediately dissolved by the invisible spirit, and stopped silently in front of the pleasure boat, as if Dugu Xia Qing had not made any mistakes.

Dugu Xiaqing saw this strange situation in the air, and heaved a sigh of relief while looking at Fakong with clear eyes.

Fakong smiled slightly and clasped his fists.

Dugu Xiaqing turned in the air, reversed her forward momentum, and floated back to her original pleasure boat and got into it.

The sound of the piano subsided.

Peace was restored between heaven and earth.

People on the corridor closed their eyes, recalling what they had seen before, and savoring the fairy spirit contained in the sword.

If you can integrate this fairy spirit into your swordsmanship, your swordsmanship will definitely be improved.

For a moment, no one spoke.

Only Li Er murmured: "Dugu Xiaqing looked at me? Did she look at me, right, Master?"

Fakong smiled and nodded: "Indeed, she looked at you."

"Master, I feel that I..." Li Er touched his heart, which was pounding, and murmured: "I think I have fallen in love with Miss Dugu."

Fakong smiled and said nothing.

This accelerated heartbeat may not be due to love, but pure fear.

Li Er did not feel panic, but his body had reacted on its own, feeling the suppression of the Grandmaster.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Li Er murmured, "I am not worthy of the lonely girl, what should I do?"

Fakong smiled and said, "Let's go."

"Go? Oh, okay, it's time to go." Li Er looked at the pleasure boat in the distance, which had gradually gone away, disappeared in the vast lake, and disappeared in the vast night.

He was full of melancholy and empty discomfort, feeling that the world seemed to have lost its color, and sighed, "How can there be such a swordsmanship and such a fairy in the world."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Dugu Xiaqing can only be called beautiful, which is very different from the real beauty. It's just that she is dressed in white like snow, and her temperament is quiet and unworldly, which makes her have a moving charm that is very different from ordinary women.

Especially when she danced with the sword, it was like a fairy in the world, which added infinite charm, dazzling and shocking.

Fakong turned back to the painting boat, sat cross-legged, and recalled the previous sword dance and this set of swordsmanship.

This sword technique is extremely rare. With this sword technique, one can actually touch the second stage of the nine-level Tongshen realm, which is the best among all the sword techniques he has seen.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Flying Sword."

"Flying Sword..." Fakong nodded and said, "It's just right."

"Alas..., every time I see this sword dance, I feel uncomfortable and inexplicably uncomfortable. It's obviously beautiful."

"Maybe it's because of despair, hopelessness." Fakong said.

As the two were talking, a clear voice suddenly sounded outside: "Dugu Xiaqing greets the two gentlemen."

"Miss Dugu!" Li Er suddenly stood up, his face changed drastically, he hurriedly touched his face, and then looked down at his clothes.

Fakong stood up and opened the curtain, came to the bow, and saw another pleasure boat side by side with his own.

The two of them were moving at the same speed and direction, keeping the distance between them unchanged, showing their excellent ability to operate the boat.

At the bow of the other pleasure boat stood a graceful woman in white clothes as white as snow, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and a clear temperament. It was Dugu Xiaqing.

She clasped her fists and said, "May I know your names, gentlemen?"

"My name is Li Er, and his name is Fakong." Li Er came out and stood next to Fakong, clasped his fists and smiled.

Fakong looked at Li Er helplessly.

This Li Er was not very playful, and he should have touched many women, but he fell into Dugu Xiaqing's hands and was so dazed that he told everything.

His name should have been spread to Dayun, and Dugu Xiaqing might not be unaware of it.

"Fakong?" Dugu Xiaqing stared at him thoughtfully, her clear eyes moved on his hat, and she said softly: "I have heard of this name, the great monk Fakong of Daqian."

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