Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Seeing Xiang Tao blocking him, Yu Zhanmei's face turned gloomy, his eyebrows raised and then lowered, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Xiang!"

Xiang Tao shook his head and said, "Don't be anxious, Junior Brother Yu."

"Senior Brother Xiang, are you partial to the Holy Sect of Light?" Yu Zhanmei said angrily: "Do you really regard yourself as a disciple of the Holy Sect of Light?...Senior Brother Xiang, don't forget, you are not a disciple of the Holy Sect of Light, but our Tiangang Palace disciple!"

Xiang Tao was not angry either. He smiled and shook his head: "I am both a disciple of Tiangang Palace and a disciple of Guangming Holy Cult, but this is not why I am blocking you this time."

Yu Zhanmei said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill the disciples of the Holy Sect of Light?"

"I'm really afraid that you'll kill them."

"Senior Brother Xiang, you are afraid of the death of the disciples of the Guangming Sect, so why don't you think about how I can watch the death of the disciples of the Shattering Star Sword Sect."

Xiang Tao said: "If I were you, I would pretend that I didn't know anything. It would be best to turn around and leave."

"I can't be so cold-blooded."

"Then take your own life."

"Hey!" Yu Zhanmei sneered disdainfully.

Although Zhenglie was fighting on the opposite side, the great masters besieged the remaining masters and great masters of Dayun sects who could not escape.

The more than two hundred grand masters are truly astonishing and powerful.

But he was still fearless.

The difference in realm is like the difference between clouds and mud.

Even though there were so many great masters, they could not save themselves. With his sudden attack, he could at least save a few great masters of the Star-Shattering Sword Sect.

Xiang Tao said: "Junior Brother Yu, are you too forgetful?"

"Um?"

"Have you forgotten the Divine Monk Fa Kong?" Xiang Tao shook his head and said, "Do you think the Divine Monk Fa Kong has left?"

Yu Zhanmei's face was extremely gloomy.

He could conclude that Fakong would never leave at this time, and he must be watching from the side.

If he takes action, Fakong will definitely stop him.

Others can't stop him, but Fakong can.

The end result is that he is stopped and restrained again. Even if his life is safe, he will be embarrassed.

The most important thing is to bring shame to Tiangang Palace.

Tiangang Palace cannot afford to lose face. Once it loses face and majesty, the loss to Tiangang Palace will be too great.

"So, we'd better endure it and see the results, and then we can tell the palace when we go back."

"..." Yu Zhanmei's face was gloomy and his eyes were as bright as torches.

Xiang Tao said: "Junior Brother Yu, are you planning to take revenge on Divine Monk Fakong?"

"I've sworn a poisonous oath, of course I won't." Yu Zhanmei said coldly: "I don't want to die so miserably."

It is said that other people swear poisonous oaths just for fun and do not need to be taken seriously. However, when the disciples of Tiangang Palace swear poisonous oaths, they must honor their oaths.

This has been confirmed by the seniors of Tiangang Palace.

Once he breaks his oath, heaven and earth will bite him and make him die in compliance with his oath.

They speculated that it was caused by the mind of Tiangang Palace, and also by the authority of Tiangang Palace, which can deduce the secrets of heaven. Being in close contact with heavenly secrets is both beneficial and harmful.

This is a harm.

"That's good." Xiang Tao nodded.

Yu Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "Senior Brother Xiang, do you think I will sneak past Poison Oath and avoid Poison Oath and find another way to deal with him?"

"I'm afraid you are like this." Xiang Tao said.

Yu Zhan frowned: "Senior Brother Xiang, do you think Senior Brother Ji can kill him?"

"...It's hard to say." Xiang Tao shook his head: "Senior Brother Ji is unfathomable, and so is Divine Monk Fakong."

"Let Senior Brother Ji try it?" Yu Zhan asked with an eyebrow.

Xiang Tao said: "It's better not to harm Senior Brother Ji. If anything happens, it will be our fault."

Yu Zhanmei hummed and had no objection.

Monk Fakong can control himself with one move, but the unfathomable Senior Brother Ji may not be able to control himself with one move.

If the two of them really had to fight head-on, Senior Brother Ji might not be able to win.

"Senior Brother Ji?" Fakong's voice suddenly appeared behind them.

The two turned around suddenly and found that Fakong was standing on the stone behind them, within reach, but they failed to notice it.

This made their hair stand on end, and the cold air came up from their backs.

Fakong Heshi smiled: "Elder Xiang, Mr. Yu is very interested in watching the excitement here. Is Senior Brother Ji the top master of your Tiangang Palace?"

"Senior Brother Ji is indeed a once-in-a-hundred-year prodigy... Divine Monk Fakong, why don't you go up and help?" Xiang Tao had already regained his composure, sobered up and said with a smile.

Fakong shook his head: "The Holy Religion of Light has done an excellent job and does not need my help."

"This is a rare victory." Xiang Tao said with emotion: "I have been looking forward to such a victory for a long time. The morale of the disciples will be stronger and their cultivation will be improved faster!"

The cultivation of disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult depends on their faith, their persistence and firm belief in the light, and not just on hard work. Hard work is also to strengthen their faith.

This victory will deepen their confidence and belief, strengthen their persistence in the heart of light, and thus quickly improve their cultivation.

This was the first major victory in decades.

The peaks of the Guangming Holy Sect have always worked hard to persevere and dare not relax even a little. The masters of the various sects in Dayun Wulin are getting stronger and stronger, creating increasing pressure.

The masters of the Guangming Holy Sect no longer expect to counterattack, they only hope to defend.

If Xu Zhijian hadn't brought up the plan this time, and if the elders hadn't been unable to suppress their desire for revenge, they would never have agreed.

I didn’t expect it to be a success!

Even though he was about to return to Tiangang Palace now, he was still happy for the Holy Sect of Light and his spirit was high.

Fakong smiled and said: "It's indeed gratifying,... Mr. Yu doesn't want to save the masters of the Star-Shattering Sword Sect?"

Yu Zhanmei said in a deep voice: "I want to, but I know that once I take action, you will interfere."

"Smart." Fakong smiled and said, "I'm a poor monk and say goodbye."

He tithes and disappears in a flash.

Yu Zhanmei stared at the place where he disappeared to judge whether he had left or not, and then turned to look at the Great Bright Peak in the distance.

If he takes action now, he can still save the two great masters.

Xiang Tao coughed slightly, interrupting his weighing.

Yu Zhanmei raised his head and stared at him.

Xiang Tao said softly: "Junior brother Yu, let's go back to the palace."

He winked at Yu Zhanmei.

"...Go back to the palace!" Yu Zhanmei glanced at the Great Bright Peak in the distance again, watching the Grand Master of the Broken Star Sword Sect being beaten to death.

His heart was twisting and he gritted his teeth: "Let's go!"

After the two of them floated a few miles away, Xiang Tao said softly: "Just pretend that you have never been here, Junior Brother Yu, this is their fate... They are seeking their own death and cannot blame others."

In the final analysis, the sects of the Dayun Wulin invaded the peaks of the Guangming Holy Religion, not the Guangming Holy Religion invaded the Dayun Wulin.

If he barges in and commits suicide, who will he blame?

Yu Zhanmei had a gloomy face, frowned and said nothing, and ran with his head down. After running a hundred miles in one breath, he said coldly: "Senior Brother Xiang hasn't been found yet?"

"It should not be in the Guangming Holy Sect." Xiang Tao shook his head: "You can look elsewhere. I was about to take the opportunity to go to the Tianhai Sword Sect, but..."

He shook his head and said: "This divine monk..."

According to the derivation of the secret, there is no such thing as his own calamity. He should not be discovered, but he was still discovered by Fakong.

There are errors in the palace's calculations, but there have never been such big errors.

Fa Kong appears next to Huinan.

Huinan was hiding in a forest three miles away from Daguangming Peak.

At this distance, according to their speed, they could reach the Great Bright Peak in just a moment.

But they never received a signal, so they stayed still and listened quietly to the sounds of fighting on the Great Bright Peak.

Seeing more than a hundred great masters returning, the sound of fighting slowly died away.

Still no signal.

The moonlight is like water, falling quietly in the woods.

Most of the monks were sitting cross-legged, looking calm.

When Huinan saw Fakong appearing, he said coldly: "Don't we need to take action?"

"Master, no need," Fa Kong said with a smile: "Originally, it was prepared for accidents, but fortunately no accidents occurred."

Huinan sneered.

An old monk smiled and said: "Brother Huinan, we don't have to take action, that's the best."

"It was a waste of time!" Huinan snorted, "I just saw a lot of excitement."

"If you can't help it, don't do it."

"That's right, it's good to see the excitement."

"We happen to be in the temple for a long time, so it's good to go out for a walk and walk some legs."

"This is the best."

…

All the old monks nodded.

As great masters, their lifespan has just been extended, so of course they don't want to die like this.

The older one is in the arena, the less courageous he becomes.

As experienced old guys, they know that there are risks in taking action, and it is extremely high risk.

No one knows whether the guy on the opposite side will suddenly transform or suddenly use a killing move. The Grand Master is also mortal and will die.

They attach great importance to longevity and of course do not want to lose their lives.

They would be happiest if they could not take action.

Huinan snorted and said nothing.

Fakong said: "Master, let's go back."

A loud laughter suddenly sounded.

Three old men floated down from Daguangming Peak, wearing white robes. They seemed to be flying on the wind under the moonlight, and fell into the woods where Huinan and the others were hiding.

The first one with a slim appearance, a slender figure, and an immortal spirit was Zhao Jingde, the left leader of the Guangming Holy Sect.

He tithes slowly: "On behalf of the disciples of the Holy Sect of Light, I would like to thank all the masters for their kindness."

The two old men following him also tithe.

Huinan and other senior monks returned the favor one after another.

"Master Huinan, long time no see." Zhao Jingde smiled at Huinan and said, "Master, are you okay?"

The old monk Huinan snorted and said: "Master Zhao still has the same style, but I am already an old man."

Zhao Jingde smiled and said: "It is really amazing that Master Huinan has such a direct descendant from Fakong Divine Monk."

Old monk Huinan glanced at Fakong and said calmly: "He is more capable of causing trouble."

Zhao Jingde said: "If it hadn't been for Divine Monk Fa Kong this time, our sect would have lost many disciples."

He put his palms together and bowed to Fa Kong.

He already knew that Fa Kong was secretly helping.

Fakong flicked his sleeves to stop him from bending down, and said with a smile: "Master Zhao can't help it. Since Brother Xu and I are friends, of course we have to help, how can we just watch."

Zhao Jingde felt the vast power blocking him and did not bow forcibly. He sighed: "Seeing you and Zhijian, the holy monk, we feel that we are really old and it's time to retire and enjoy our leisure time."

Fakong smiled and said: "Master Zhao is always strong and strong, but we still want to be lazy again."

Zhao Jingde laughed and shook his head.

Monk Huinan asked Zhao Jingde about the situation above, and Zhao Jingde introduced it, which made all the old monks beam with joy.

Even though they didn't take action, they still felt happy when they heard that the Holy Sect of Light had achieved such a great victory.

The Daxueshan Sect and the Guangming Holy Sect were in the same situation, both of them had to defend themselves against the invasion of Dayun or Dayong martial arts masters.

Feel each other's pain and anger.

Such a big victory can make you proud for many years and relieve the anger in your heart.

Zhao Jingde invited them to go to the Great Bright Peak, rest for a day, and then go to the gathering place indicated by the imperial edict.

Fakong said goodbye and left.

He flashed back to his own courtyard, and then flashed again, appearing in Xinghuawu.

He appeared in a small courtyard in Xinghuawu, then lifted the curtain and entered the house, and came to a bed.

Dugu Xiaqing was dressed in white, sitting cross-legged on the couch, with white steam rising from her head, and was healing.

On her straight back, a palm print was clearly visible.