Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The two old men who were playing chess looked up, stood up and came to the cold jade bed, looking through the four corpses.

The two old men shook their heads.

"Old Fan, Old Zhao, is there something wrong with the way these four died?"

"Killed with one sword, what a powerful sword technique." An old man shook his head and said, "A sharp and tricky sword."

Another old man said, "The technique is the same, as if they were the same person, but they are different. They died in the same sword sect, right?"

Luo Xuyang looked at his companions: "The Yeyue Sect uses swords, right?"

"The Yeyue Sect? It seems that there are not only swords, but also knives, palms, and fists. There are many ways to kill people." An old man frowned and said, "But most of them use swords and knives, and the blood is flowing like a river, and the blood is full."

Another old man shook his head: "This should not be the killing style of the Yeyue Sect, and the Yeyue Sect The swordsmanship of the sect is not so exquisite, and they will not kill people like this, it's too clean. "

"Yes, too clean."

"If it was the Yeyue Sect, the blood of the four of them should have been shed cleanly, instead of not a drop of blood being shed like now, sealed by the invisible sword energy."

"Old Fan and Old Zhao, they were indeed killed by the people of the Yeyue Sect, the twelve moon girls of the Yeyue Sect." A young man in a black robe laughed and said, "But now it's not the Yeyue Sect, but the nun of the Vajra Courtyard, but it does have a bit of the style of a high monk."

He was still disdainful at first, and was very disdainful of the Yeyue Sect. Even if the moon girls of the Yeyue Sect did not have any evil deeds, he was still disdainful.

It is simply impossible to stay clean in the mud.

How can you stay innocent and kind in such an evil sect? Your mind must be twisted.

Beautiful as a flower, but a vicious heart.

But after seeing Meng Qinghe and the others, he couldn't help but change his mind, thinking that they might really be innocent and wronged.

He changed his mind in his heart, but his words did not change. He still looked disdainful, afraid that others would think that he changed because of his beauty.

He was tempted by beauty, a lustful person.

"He really has the style of a great monk." Luo Xuyang nodded slowly: "The means of the monk Fakong are still very impressive."

"Think about it, if it were an ordinary woman, or if she really had a bad character, how could the monk Fakong take them as attendants and let them build this Vajra Courtyard?"

While they were talking, the two old men were still moving, and they had searched the four Feichui Sect masters thoroughly.

By searching their belongings, they knew their identities.

"The masters of Feichui Sect are also powerful figures. Their boxing skills are indeed unique."

"The boxing skills of these four people are all good. They were killed so easily. The swordsmanship of Vajra Courtyard is still very powerful."

"These four guys broke into Vajra Courtyard directly, wanting to destroy Vajra Courtyard in one go."

"Then they are too arrogant."

"They are far behind."

"Old Fan, is there anything to say?"

"No torture, no confession, just one sword to kill." An old man shook his head: "Obviously, he didn't mean to ask about their origins."

"The sword was extremely calm."

"The swordsmanship is far better than their boxing skills. The boxing skills of Feichui Sect..., the swordsmanship of the person who drew the sword is extremely powerful."

"The swordsmanship of Yeyue Sect should not be so powerful."

"That is what the monk Fakong taught."

"It should be the swordsmanship of Vajra Temple."

"Brother Luo, someone from Vajra Courtyard came to report again, and there is another intruder." A young man in a black robe came hurriedly.

Luo Xuyang frowned: "Are there more?"

"Not long after you left, there were intruders, a total of eight people." The black-robed young man shook his head and said, "It seems that they deliberately avoided you."

"Damn, they are so bold. After all, it is normal to open a temple. They don't take our Fengtian Temple seriously!"

"They don't take the Town Patrol Division seriously either." At this time, a heroic young man strode in and clasped his fists: "Captain Luo!"

He was wearing a blue robe and had a sturdy and strong figure.

He was just a little shorter, only reaching the center of Luo Xuyang's eyebrows.

But when he walked, he was full of vigor and momentum.

"Captain Zhou." Luo Xuyang clasped his fists: "Did your Town Patrol Division also go out?"

Zhou Aotian is a member of the East Division of the Town Patrol Division and the captain of a four-person team, with the same status as himself in Fengtian Temple.

"As soon as you left, they broke in and wanted to take advantage of the loophole. We happened to find them when we were patrolling." Zhou Aotian shook his head: "We also saw their methods."

He was full of emotion.

Thinking of the situation at that time.

The four of them were patrolling on Qingyun Avenue.

Qingyun Avenue was full of people coming and going.

Shouting, hawking, bargaining, and quarreling mixed together, making it extremely noisy.

There were also children running around in the crowd, causing waves of scolding.

There were also snack stalls in the morning that had not been completely removed, and there was still fragrance.

The four of them walked in the crowd, their eyes wandering.

The town patrol department was different from the Fengtian Palace. It not only dealt with martial arts masters, but also some petty thieves.

Today they were particularly idle, and there were no petty thieves on the street.

The reason was the street cleaning operation a while ago.

Those rats who knew how to advance and retreat fled from Yunjing when they saw the limelight and went to other cities to make a living.

Those who didn't know how to advance and retreat were arrested and thrown into prison, and they could only be released after ten or eight years.

So they would be idle for a while.

But within half a year, new mice will continue to emerge and steal things. When they are caught, they will be beaten and released.

The patrol officers of the town usually turned a blind eye and pretended not to see anything. Once they saw something, they immediately turned their backs on the person and took him down.

This is called not not reporting, but the time has not come. When the time comes, everything will be reported.

When they were patrolling, they came to the easternmost end and saw the Vajra Courtyard, and they became inexplicably curious.

They knew the details of the Vajra Courtyard and were very curious about the twelve nuns in the temple. They were all as beautiful as flowers and charming.

Each of them was a great beauty. Even if they were wearing black clothes and Buddhist hats, they could not hide their beauty.

But they were originally disciples of the Yeyue Sect, which made people daunting. The Yeyue Sect was such an evil sect that I don’t know how many families were destroyed and their hands were stained with blood.

Such women are extremely dangerous.

Like poisonous flowers.

"Old Zhou, no one dares to come here to cause trouble, right?" A young man in a blue shirt said with a smile.

"I hope not." Zhou Aotian said.

They looked at the four golden characters and had a lot of insights.

The four of them were rare heroes, and they happened to be in the same group, which was also a famous team in the town patrol department.

Among the four of them, Zhou Aotian was a great master, and the other three were top masters, only one step away.

They had amazing understanding, and they all had some insights when they saw the four characters written by Fakong, and felt that they benefited a lot.

So they stood in front of the temple gate and looked at it.

The sound of wooden fish and chanting came from the temple, which was faintly heard, making them calm and inexplicably happy.

They stood there for a quarter of an hour.

After a quarter of an hour, the chanting stopped, and they suddenly woke up from a dream and continued to talk.

"Brother Zhou, everyone knows that the 12th Prince is backing them up, so who dares to cause trouble?"

"We have also been ordered to take care of the King Kong Courtyard. Those guys should know the ins and outs and dare not mess around."

Zhou Aotian shook his head: "You are wrong to think so. There are always some guys who are stubborn and will take revenge if they don't give face to the 12th Prince."

"Hmph, that means they are against our Town Patrol Division!" A young man in a blue robe sneered: "Let's see who dares!"

"I'm afraid there won't be too few of them." Zhou Aotian had a clear understanding and shook his head: "Many of them can't find the traces of the Yeyue Sect. Once they know, they will take revenge at the cost of their lives."

Hatred can make a person crazy, even risking their lives. He has seen too many such people.

Especially some martial arts skills have the effect of fueling the flames, which will make the temperament extreme or even twisted, and will do everything to achieve the goal, even their own lives.

When encountering such crazy guys, the Town Patrol Division also has a headache, and they will be dragged to be buried with them if they are not careful.

"I want to see these guys." The other three young men in blue shirts were all very excited.

Patrolling the streets all day long, catching some petty thieves, dealing with some quarrels and other trivial matters really wears out their ambitions.

Of course, they can't wait to see such exciting things, especially since they are all outstanding people in the sect and the leaders of the young generation.

Unfortunately, they can't meet martial arts masters all day long, and most cases involving martial arts masters are intercepted by Fengtian Hall.

As they were talking, Zhou Aotian suddenly narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Someone went in!"

"Huh?"

"Someone just sneaked into the temple." Zhou Aotian said lightly, "Did you find anything?"

A blue-shirted youth nodded gently: "Old Zhou, I seem to have seen someone, at least four."

Zhou Aotian nodded slowly: "It should be eight."

"Damn, is there really someone so daring?" Another blue-shirted youth shouted: "This is broad daylight, and we are here!"

"They may not recognize us."

"Even if they don't recognize us, they should know that if someone kills someone in the city, our town patrol will pursue them."

"You want revenge, right?"

"Old Zhou, shall we go in?"

They couldn't wait to rush in to see which eight guys were so daring and reckless.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Aotian waved his hand.

The three looked at him puzzled.

"Old Zhou, if it's too late and they are killed, we will be held responsible, and we won't be able to explain to His Majesty the Twelve."

"No hurry." Zhou Aotian said slowly: "Since they dare to open a temple, how can they not be prepared?"

He listened attentively and nodded gently: "They are really masters. Let's go over and take a look."

"Yes." The four of them quietly floated over the wall and landed in the front yard, where they saw the twelve people fighting fiercely.

The four women were back to back, forming a self-protection formation. They swung their swords gracefully and elegantly, and the swords were as bright as water, resisting the attacks of the eight middle-aged men.

The eight middle-aged men also used swords, and the swords were as bright as a blizzard, which made Zhou Aotian and the other four stunned.

I didn't expect that this middle-aged man's swordsmanship was so powerful. I'm afraid they might not be his opponents. It seems that they were overwhelmed and struggling to maintain.

Looking at the other four women, they were making seals with their hands and muttering in their mouths. Obviously, they were chanting Buddhist mantras to help.

Zhou Aotian and the other four were puzzled.

Could chanting Buddhist mantras help at this time?