Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"Brother." Ning Zhenzhen stopped, came to the wooden table next to her, and filled two glasses of fine wine.

The mellow aroma floated in the air.

Fakong sat opposite her.

"How is the investigation going?" Fakong asked.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently: "It has been investigated. There are indeed three secret spies from Dayun."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I have to say that Dayun Wulin is indeed full of strange people. These three are from different sects, not Dayun Yamen."

Fakong stared at her beautiful face.

Ning Zhenzhen continued: "They are exchanging information with the court, using top-secret information as a price to exchange for court resources."

"This is a powerful trick." Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "This is a win-win situation. The Dayun court saves manpower, and the Dayun martial arts can also grow and develop."

The Dayun court does not have to send secret spies in person, saving huge material and manpower consumption.

Each sect of Dayun Wulin has its own unique merits. They use the intelligence obtained by secret agents to exchange resources with the court and expand their sects.

Both benefit.

If the other way around, the Dayun court personally takes action and sends secret agents.

Not to mention whether the effect is stronger than that of the various sects of Dayun Wulin, the consumption is huge, several times greater than the former consumption.

And the various sects of Dayun Wulin have no chance to share the benefits, cannot obtain the resources of the court, and cannot grow.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "In fact, we can also follow suit."

Fakong thought about it and shook his head: "We in Daqian are different."

The Daqian court wants to unify the martial arts world. Even if it cannot unify, it must have a leader, and this leader is the Southern Supervisory Department.

In the final analysis, the Daqian court wants to spend less money.

As long as the Southern Supervisory Department becomes the leader, it does not need to give too many benefits to let the various sects of the martial arts infiltrate the various sects of Dayun as secret agents.

It is difficult to say which of the two ways is better.

Each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

Ning Zhenzhen sighed, "It's really different,... Will the assassination this time be very powerful?"

"Now it seems that Prince Ming is safe, but it's hard to say about the guards and other people in Prince Ming's mansion."

"How to avoid it?"

"Qingluo came up with an idea, and the stars shifted, and they drew their attention to other places," Fakong said, "You can give it a try."

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Qingluo is now promising."

She already knew that the four of Xu Qingluo had become grandmasters, and she was secretly impressed. They really had their own fate.

A year ago, who would have thought that Xu Qingluo would become what she is now?

Fakong said, "She still needs more training..."

Ning Zhenzhen stared at him.

Her eyes were clear, her eyes were bright, her face was dazzling, and she was so beautiful that she couldn't look directly at her.

Fakong admired her beauty calmly, and had a deeper understanding of the beauty of heaven and earth, and the wonders of nature were amazing.

He looked at Ning Zhenzhen and smiled, "Junior sister, what's wrong?"

"Senior brother." Ning Zhenzhen smiled, "Do you have something to say to me? Is there something difficult to say?"

Fakong shook his head.

Ning Zhenzhen said angrily, "Senior brother!"

The two of them knew each other when they were in humble beginnings. They knew each other when their cultivation was not that strong, and they understood each other better than others.

Fakong's expression remained calm, and outsiders could not see anything unusual, but Ning Zhenzhen could not hide it.

Ning Zhenzhen not only had a perfect wisdom, but also understood him so well.

"...Okay." Fakong sighed, stretched out his left hand, and his index and middle fingers were linked like swords.

Ning Zhenzhen raised her long eyebrows, smiled sweetly, and leaned forward to let him point the sword finger at her distant eyebrows.

A scene appeared in her mind.

The Ming Palace fell into chaos, and the sounds of fighting and roaring continued.

A large number of masters broke into the Ming Wang Mansion, and all the guards of the Ming Wang Mansion were fighting.

Ning Zhenzhen was protecting the Ming Wang Cao Yufang.

Her body was like a fluttering butterfly, and her hands were also like butterflies, light and graceful, blocking the assassins who rushed over one by one.

Finally, an assassin had amazing body skills and rushed over in an instant, with a long sword as fast as lightning.

She didn't even have time to change her moves, and stepped forward to block the Ming Wang, and greeted with both palms.

This sword was extremely sharp, like a thunderbolt, and pierced her right palm with one sword.

Behind her was the Ming Wang Cao Yufang, and there was no room for retreat.

Even though her jade palm was pierced and the tip of the sword almost pierced her heart, she still didn't take a step back, and even turned her right palm, using her hand bones to block the long sword, and at the same time her left palm gracefully hit the assassin.

Taiyin Xiaolianxing trained her body to be jade-like and golden-boned.

Her skin was crystal clear like jade.

But her bones were harder than gold and stone.

This long sword could only break flesh and blood but not cut bones.

There was a bloody hole on her right palm, but she didn't care. She still stood in front of Cao Yufang to block one assassin after another.

In the end, all twelve assassins were blocked in front of her, and blood kept dripping from her right palm.

Even though the Taiyin Xiaolianxing was amazing and the wound quickly healed, it would be broken again in the next fight, again and again.

When the assassins finally retreated, her face was as pale as paper.

Cao Yufang was moved and pitied, staring at her in a daze, his eyes gradually changed from gentle to bright and hot.

Seeing this, he stopped abruptly.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw that Fakong had retracted his fingers and was drinking wine with his head down, his expression calm.

She thought about it and sighed.

Fakong looked up at her and smiled, "How do you feel?"

"I didn't expect it to be so intense." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "Haven't you diverted their attention?"

"They are not ordinary people either." Fakong said: "Qingluo's tricks are effective, but they can't do everything. These are other assassins, which are already rare."

Ning Zhenzhen sighed: "Don't underestimate the heroes of the world. These assassins are indeed extraordinary."

If I don't have a clear mind and can see ahead of time, I can't stop them with my own cultivation.

Just like the sword that stabbed me, I clearly sensed it, but I still couldn't block it in advance because it was too fast.

Of course, this move is also a strange sword technique, which is to gather all the strength of the whole body into one sword. If the sword doesn't hit, it will fall into despair.

So I can easily hit the opponent.

Fakong said: "Assassins are easy to deal with, but what about Prince Ming?"

"... He is still a sentimental seed." Ning Zhenzhen chuckled.

Fakong nodded.

Although Mo Youlan, played by Ning Zhenzhen, is also a beauty, she is still a little worse than Yu Qingxian, the concubine of Prince Ming.

Ming Wang Cao Yufang was actually in love with her, and was obviously moved. It can only mean that Wang Yi was really in love and was a passionate seed.

Ning Zhenzhen restrained her smile and frowned.

She touched her right palm and looked down.

It was crystal clear like white jade, and she felt beautiful when she looked at it, as if it was a masterpiece of heaven.

It was about to be pierced by a long sword.

Now I can feel the pain faintly.

At that time, I was also desperate, regardless of the pain, and made up my mind.

Fakong looked at her beautiful face.

"It seems that I can't stay in Ming Wang Mansion." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head gently and looked at Fakong: "Brother, do you think I should leave?"

Fakong smiled and said, "You have a chance to become Ming Wang's concubine."

Ning Zhenzhen rolled his eyes at him.

Fakong said: "If you become the concubine of Prince Ming, you will have access to a wealth of information."

Ning Zhenzhen said angrily: "Brother, don't joke around. How can I be a concubine?"

Fakong smiled and said: "Then what do you want to do?"

"What do you think, brother?"

"There are two ways." Fakong said: "One is that you find a way to stop these assassins in advance and prevent them from appearing in front of Prince Ming."

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded slightly: "Without the grace of saving his life, Prince Ming will not be so easily moved."

Fakong said: "Another way is to let Prince Ming enter in advance. Enter the secret room."

"This is a good idea." Ning Zhenzhen's eyes lit up: "There is a secret room in this palace, which is very secretive and safe."

"I'm afraid that Prince Ming will have doubts and won't go in." Fakong said: "So the first method is better, but it's not the fundamental method?"

"Then what is the fundamental method?"

"You can only disfigure yourself." Fakong said: "If there is a scar on your face, will Prince Ming still be moved?"

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "If Prince Ming is still moved with a scar, then I can only run away and return to the Jade Butterfly Sect."

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen got up and went into the house, and quickly took out a mirror. At this time, her face had changed into Mo Youlan's.

She sat back at the table, put up the mirror, and used her slender fingers to measure her beautiful face, looking for the best scar position.

Fakong smiled and said, "Are you really willing to do it?"

"Why not?" Ning Zhenzhen said, "It's not the real me."

She finally determined the location of the scar, which was a shallow scar on the cheekbone on the left side of the nose.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly.

If you look carefully, you will find it particularly annoying. No matter how you look at it, you will feel awkward. The more you look at it, the more awkward it becomes. You wish you could wipe off the scar yourself.

The eyes will be completely attracted by the scar, and you will no longer have time to pay attention to other parts, and you will not think she is beautiful.

If a woman is not beautiful, it is difficult for a man to be moved.

She urged the Little Ruyi Gong and quickly presented the scar on her face. She smiled at Fakong and said, "Brother, how is it?"

"... Very good." Fakong looked at it for a few times, smiled and nodded, "Are you going to do it two ways?"

"Let's not do the first way." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "To avoid any more trouble, let's do this."

She didn't believe that Prince Ming would still be attracted to her with a scar on her face.

Moreover, knowing the sudden attack in advance, and preparing in advance, there is no need to sacrifice the right palm to block.

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, I feel that my cultivation is progressing slower and slower. It is still not good to stay in the palace."

It was fine at the beginning in Ming Palace, but now there are not so many people. It is very unfavorable for my own practice.

"Then I will come more often. More exchanges will be beneficial."

"It couldn't be better." Ning Zhenzhen stroked her face and returned to her original beautiful face. She smiled and said: "Then let's start."

The two fought in the moonlight.

A quarter of an hour later.

Ning Zhenzhen was sweating and radiant.

It has been a long time since she has exerted all her strength like this, and she was so happy and full of vitality.

Fakong smiled and said goodbye and left. He returned to his own courtyard and sat on the bed to recall the situation of the exchange.

Ning Zhenzhen's reaction was very fast and her talent was extraordinary, far better than him.

So during the fight, even if his cultivation was not as good as his, he would still have flashes of inspiration from time to time and come up with clever moves.

He also gained a lot.

Before leaving, he glanced at Ning Zhenzhen and found that Ning Zhenzhen easily solved the twelve assassins this time.

There was also Princess Yu Qingxian beside Prince Ming, who stood in front of him, forming two lines of defense.

Yu Qingxian was born in the Jade Butterfly Sect and was also a master with profound cultivation.