Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Zhijian looked at him coldly, expressionless.

A moment later, Chu Xiuxiu floated out of the woods, the long sword in her hand still stained with blood, gently dripping down.

She floated close to Xu Zhijian, gently shook off the blood on the long sword, returned the sword to the sheath, and the frost on her face melted away, revealing a pleasant smile like spring breeze: "Senior Brother."

Xu Zhijian smiled on his ugly face, then tensed up again, frowned and said: "Junior Sister Chu, why did you come out alone!"

He looked around and didn't see the shadow of Chen Shaoqun.

Chen Shaoqun always followed Chu Xiuxiu closely, like her tail, never leaving.

Chu Xiuxiu whispered: "Senior Brother, how come you come here so coincidentally?"

According to her estimation, Xu Zhijian should be very busy at this moment, and he has no time to split himself, let alone rush over.

Xu Zhijian shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on the tall and thin middle-aged man, and said coldly: "Is it him who killed our Saint Church disciples?"

Chu Xiuxiu said: "Three senior brothers all died at his hands."

Although they were not from the Great Light Peak, but disciples from other peaks, and she didn't see them often, it still made her sad.

Xu Zhijian stared at the tall and thin middle-aged man, his eyes like lightning, as if he wanted to see through the tall and thin middle-aged man's heart.

The tall and thin middle-aged man couldn't move a muscle on his face, and a smile appeared in his eyes, as if he was disdainful, and closed his eyes.

Chu Xiuxiu said: "Senior brother, just cripple him directly to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Yes." Xu Zhijian nodded.

"Bang!" He punched the tall and thin middle-aged man in the middle of his chest.

"Bang!" He punched the tall and thin middle-aged man in the lower abdomen again.

"Bang!" The third punch hit the tall and thin middle-aged man's eyebrows, knocking him unconscious directly, and he fell to the ground limply.

"Bang!" He fell heavily to the ground.

Xu Zhijian kicked him away and he landed on a stone beside the road. He turned his head and said, "Junior sister, you..."

"I'm not hurt." Chu Xiuxiu smiled.

Xu Zhijian's eyes fell on her snow-white and slender neck.

Chu Xiuxiu noticed that his eyes were strange, reached out and touched her neck, and immediately felt blood, and hurriedly took out a silk handkerchief to wipe it.

Xu Zhijian showed a look of pity and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you so careless!"

"It's just a superficial wound, nothing." Chu Xiuxiu smiled.

She felt Xu Zhijian's concern and felt warm in her heart.

Especially since she thought she was going to die, but now she is alive, and it was Brother Xu who saved her.

Joy, excitement, gratitude, and admiration, all these emotions mixed together, making her face blush and dazzling.

Xu Zhijian didn't dare to look at her any more, fearing that he would lose his composure, and whispered, "Don't go out alone next time."

"Brother, I'm not a child anymore, it's okay." Chu Xiuxiu said hurriedly, "This time it was a great master's ambush, if it were anyone else, they would never suffer this loss."

Xu Zhijian stared at her with dissatisfaction.

Chu Xiuxiu smiled immediately, "Okay, I'll listen to you, brother, and not go out alone. I'll take you with me later."

Xu Zhijian nodded with satisfaction.

Chu Xiuxiu said, "Brother, how could you be so lucky to arrive just in time?"

"...Yes, it's indeed a coincidence." Xu Zhijian hesitated.

He knew that Chu Xiuxiu and Fakong didn't get along very well, so it was best not to mention Fakong in front of her.

But this matter was indeed Fakong's credit, and she should know that Fakong was kind and grateful to her.

He sighed and said, "If it weren't for Fakong's magical power, I would not have rushed back if I had predicted that you, my junior sister, would be assassinated with my divine eyes."

Chu Xiuxiu was stunned.

Xu Zhijian then told her what happened.

Chu Xiuxiu's expression was complicated, and then turned into a gentle smile: "Then I really have to thank Master Fakong."

Xu Zhijian nodded gently and said, "Sometimes his magical power is not very useful, but sometimes it is really useful."

"Does Senior Brother Xu often go to Master Fakong?"

"I'm too busy, so I can't go often. I can only visit him occasionally." Xu Zhijian said, "After all, I only have this one friend in Shenjing."

"This time I'm here." Chu Xiuxiu smiled and said, "Senior Brother won't be alone anymore."

Xu Zhijian smiled and said, "Next time I'll take you to see Fakong and express my gratitude."

"Okay." Chu Xiuxiu smiled and said, "I really have to thank you in person for saving my life... Senior Brother, don't worry, I won't target Master Fakong."

"That's good..." Xu Zhijian breathed a sigh of relief.

——

Xu Zhijian carried the tall and thin middle-aged man, and rushed to the outskirts of Shenjing with Chu Xiuxiu in one breath, but did not go directly into the city.

They came to the Nantian Peak.

After all, they had a living person in their hands, and it would have a huge impact if they went in like this.

The air in the early morning was particularly clear, and the birds around were chirping non-stop.

Xu Zhijian asked Chu Xiuxiu to go to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple to find Fakong and ask Fakong to come and help.

Chu Xiuxiu agreed.

As soon as she entered the city, she immediately felt the prosperity and noise.

This was a completely different feeling from the many big cities in the territory of the Holy Church of Light.

The prosperity was not much more prosperous than those big cities, but the feeling was different. Maybe it was because of the spirit of the people in the city?

She walked a few steps among the endless stream of people and horses, and then asked two passers-by where Master Fakong was.

The two middle-aged women were very enthusiastic.

"Miss, you want to find Master Fakong?"

"Master Fakong should not be here at this time, right?"

"Well, he is probably in Guanyun Tower or Wangjiang Tower. It's always right to look for him there."

"Restaurant?" Chu Xiuxiu was surprised.

"Yes, Master Fakong always eats outside in the morning, everyone knows that."

"How do I get to Guanyun Tower and Wangjiang Tower?"

"Hey, just walk along this avenue, and you can see their signs when you look up. They are waving in the wind, so majestic."

"Okay, thank you two sisters."

"Miss, are you looking for the monk Fakong to treat your illness? Hey, then you have found the right person!"

"Yes, since we have the monk Fakong in Shenjing, everyone is at ease, and no longer afraid of encountering terminal illnesses and dying suddenly!"

"Miss, you are young, so you don't have to worry. However, Master Fakong will not personally receive patients, pilgrims, and believers. They all have to go to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, where the master will receive them."

"No matter how serious the disease is, as long as you drink the holy water and receive the rejuvenation mantra, you can go back and recite the mantra well, and you will definitely recover."

"That's right."

They said to Chu Xiuxiu enthusiastically, and Chu Xiuxiu reluctantly listened to a few words, then smiled and said goodbye.

Chu Xiuxiu walked in the endless stream of people and felt the influence of Fakong in Shenjing City.

She shook her head and laughed.

However, in such a short time, the two were no longer people on the same level.

One was an ordinary disciple of the Holy Church of Light, and the other was a world-famous divine monk.

As a disciple of the Holy Church of Light, I was already at the top level in the eyes of outsiders, but I still had a long way to go to become famous all over the world, and I couldn't even reach that step.

The Holy Church of Light was powerful, and the disciples were all heroes, but there were too many people, and how many people knew all the disciples of the Holy Church of Light?

And the disciples of the Holy Church of Light often did not seek fame in the world, but only to have a clear conscience, so they were not keen on fame.

Including Senior Brother Xu.

Senior Brother Xu was a genius of the Holy Church of Light, but how many people in the world knew of Senior Brother Xu's reputation?

In the final analysis, being famous all over the world is not just about strong martial arts, but also requires the right time and harmony of heaven and earth.

She did not go to the restaurant, but went directly to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple.

When she gave her name, Yuandeng, who was in charge of reception, smiled and said, "Donor Chu, the abbot has already told you to go into the temple and wait. The abbot has already gone."

"Has Master Fakong gone out of the city?"

"Yes, he just left not long ago." Yuandeng smiled and said, "The abbot said you don't have to wait too long, and he will come with Donor Xu."

"...Okay." Chu Xiuxiu hesitated and nodded gently.

When Yuandeng brought her to Fakong's yard, Xu Qingluo was waiting there, smiling and bowing.

Chu Xiuxiu curiously asked about her identity, and was surprised to know that she was Fakong's registered disciple.

Xu Qingluo also said that she was building a foundation with her uncle.

Chu Xiuxiu was even more surprised. She didn't expect Xu Zhijian to help her build a foundation.

The foundation-building method of the Holy Light Church is not passed on to outsiders.

She felt sour in her heart.

Senior Brother Xu really had nothing to say about Fakong, and he was sincere and unreserved.

——

Fakong appeared in a flash.

Xu Zhijian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him appear.

Fakong smiled and said, "Did you save your junior sister Chu?"

"Just in time." Xu Zhijian smiled and said, "Just a little bit short. If it was a step later..."

Fakong smiled and shook his head, "If it was a step later, I would have to come to save the beauty."

Xu Zhijian smiled even more.

Fakong looked down at the tall and thin middle-aged man, "How is it, did you get anything out of it?"

The tall and thin middle-aged man was sweating all over, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of bloodshot, like a person who had not recovered from a serious illness.

"No." Xu Zhijian shook his head.

He just sealed the acupuncture points, and then performed a method of punishing traitors, and then ignored it.

Fakong smiled and said, "Don't you want to ask clearly?"

"It may be difficult to get anything from this guy." Xu Zhijian said slowly.

The Grand Master is afraid of death, because he has seen through himself, knows the great terror between life and death, and cherishes his life even more.

But once they are faced with life and death, the will of the Grand Master is usually strong and hard to shake, so how can they force a confession?

So he gave up the idea of ​​asking for a confession and wanted to ask Fakong for help. His telepathy is most useful at this time.

"Strange!" Fakong shook his head: "There are actually people who dare to kill your disciples of the Holy Light Church."

Xu Zhijian stared coldly at the tall and thin middle-aged man.

"Ask." Fakong said.

Xu Zhijian went straight to the point and asked the tall and thin middle-aged man in a deep voice: "Who are you, and why do you want to kill my disciples of the Holy Church of Light?!"

Fakong said: "No need to stop, just ask all the questions you want to ask."

"Okay!" Xu Zhijian said in a deep voice: "How do you know that Junior Sister Chu took this road, and how do you know when Junior Sister Chu left?"

"You want to kill me?"

"What is your relationship with Dayun?"

"Which sect are you from?"

"What martial arts do you practice, and what adventures do you have?"

"How did you become a grandmaster?"

"..."

Fakong nodded: "If you have asked all the questions, just kill him directly."

"Kill him?"

"Should I keep him? If not, just kill him directly." Fakong said: "After all, he is a grandmaster, I will help him to transcend."

"...Well." Xu Zhijian finally agreed, and killed the tall and thin middle-aged man with a palm, relieving his pain.

He released his palm and said calmly: "His body must be sent back to the sect to comfort the souls of the three brothers in heaven."

"That's right." Fakong nodded.

While performing the Great Light Mantra, he watched the tall and thin middle-aged man's soul ascend to heaven, which should be reincarnation.

Fakong pressed the memory bead in his mind into the red mole between the eyebrows of the Medicine Buddha statue and began to enter the life of the tall and thin middle-aged Cai Sen.