Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

After reciting the rejuvenation spell nine times, Fakong stopped.

Being in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple was like being in his Little Western Paradise. In this world, he was the master of this world and everything.

His mind moved slightly, and he had already used his clairvoyance, but Leng Feiqiong did not feel it.

Leng Feiqiong could only feel the strange power nourishing herself, as if she was soaked in warm nectar.

This nectar was penetrating and penetrating, constantly penetrating deeply, from the skin to the muscles, then to the bones, then to the bone marrow, and then into the deepest part of the bone marrow.

She could always feel a chill and weakness lingering in the depths of her bone marrow. Although she had cultivated to the level of a great master and her qi was deep and pure, she could not drive away this chill and weakness.

This was a depth that the qi could not reach.

But the nectar transformed by the rejuvenation spell slowly reached it.

It was warm and gentle like a spring breeze, dispelling the chill and weakness.

The feeling of being intoxicated made her relax inexplicably, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

Like thawing glaciers, like clearing up after snow.

Fakong's eyes flickered slightly, and soon returned to normal.

Even if she was wearing a magical treasure that could conceal the secrets of heaven, it had no effect on him at this time.

In this world, the magical treasure could not block his magical powers.

He had already seen what he wanted to see, and he had used both the clairvoyance and the fate.

He secretly felt that Leng Feiqiong was indeed not easy, and it was not a fluke to get to this point.

When Leng Feiqiong woke up from her slightly drunken state, she found that she was alone in the courtyard, with no one else.

Fakong had left without knowing when.

Her eyes were bright and her mouth was slightly upturned.

This kind of warmth in her bones made her feel particularly different, and the world seemed to become lovely all of a sudden.

Her cold heart also became a little softer.

Fakong walked out of the house.

Leng Feiqiong clasped her hands and bowed deeply.

She didn't like nonsense, and felt that words were the most powerless and the most empty.

Fakong smiled and clasped his hands in return, and extended his hand to signal to sit down and talk.

Leng Feiqiong sat down.

Fakong clapped his hands twice.

Lin Feiyang appeared, holding a sandalwood tray with two snow porcelain cups on it.

Fakong took the snow porcelain cup, took a sip, and closed the lid: "How do you feel, Master Leng?"

Leng Feiqiong put down the cup and said calmly: "It really is worthy of the magical Rejuvenation Mantra."

Fakong nodded gently: "Master Leng, your deficit is very large. Come here for five consecutive days, and it should be almost the same."

Leng Feiqiong feels very good now because she just received the Rejuvenation Mantra, but her deficit did not form overnight.

This deficit caused inexplicable changes in her body.

If she does not continue to cast the Rejuvenation Mantra, she will return to her previous deficit state after a few days.

"Five days..., okay." Leng Feiqiong nodded gently: "Then I will come again tomorrow, goodbye."

She stood up and clasped her hands together.

Fakong stood up and clasped his hands together in return.

Leng Feiqiong changed her previous impoliteness and became much more polite. After all, she had received help from Fakong several times, and no matter how angry she was, she had calmed down.

Lin Feiyang took the teacup away.

Although he did not understand Fakong's approach, he did not ask more questions.

It was useless to ask. If you can't figure it out, it's better not to think about it. Just follow the order.

"Miss Zhu is going to retreat?" Fakong asked.

"Yes." Lin Feiyang immediately drooped his head.

It would be better if he didn't mention this. Once he mentioned this, he would be filled with worries.

Once he retreated, he would not be able to meet. I don't know how he can survive the days. It's scary to think about it.

Fakong took out a piece of thin paper from his sleeve and handed it to him: "Give this to Miss Zhu. It's my shallow view of the art of killing with sound. Give her some reference."

After he successfully arranged the Little Western Paradise, his understanding of the world suddenly deepened. When he looked at the Great Xi Secret Sound again, he had some new insights.

These insights are crucial to Zhu Ni, and they are the key to her breakthrough to the Qi-holding realm.

"Thank you, Abbot!" Lin Feiyang was overjoyed.

He put down the sandalwood plate, took it as if it were a treasure, folded it carefully and put it in his arms.

Still worried, he took it out again, sorted it out again, and then put it back, and then still worried, took it out again.

Fakong said: "It's not so easy to lose it, others won't understand it if they get it!"

"Yes, hehe." Lin Feiyang agreed with a smile.

Fakong shook his head and smiled.

Lin Feiyang said: "Then Abbot, I'll go over first and show her early."

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang disappeared in a flash.

In the evening, the sun set.

On the stone table in Fakong's courtyard, there was a large table full of dishes, with good color, fragrance and aroma, and Zhou Yang's saliva kept flowing out.

Xu Qingluo personally cooked dinner.

Since Lin Feiyang was nowhere to be seen, Xu Qingluo had to cook.

Yuandeng and the other three were not good at cooking.

They didn't want to order dishes from the restaurant, as the taste would change, so Xu Qingluo cooked by herself.

She was very talented in cooking and had learned a lot from Lin Feiyang.

After everyone sat down, Xu Qingluo filled Fakong's jade cup and said with a smile, "Uncle Lin won't be back tonight, so he must be sticking to Sister Zhu."

Zhu Ni left Shenjing today, so Lin Feiyang must have chased her and then stuck with her for a while before she went into seclusion.

Everyone knew how clingy Lin Feiyang was.

Zhou Yang shook his head disapprovingly, "Uncle Lin is really..."

Xu Qingluo glanced at him: "Junior Brother Zhou, don't learn from Uncle Lin. Before he met Sister Zhu, he looked down on women. What about now?"

"I don't look down on women." Zhou Yang complained.

Xu Qingluo smiled: "Don't be like this when you meet your sweetheart in the future. Don't embarrass our Vajra Temple!"

"Absolutely impossible!" Zhou Yang said decisively.

Xu Qingluo smiled: "Everyone has heard it. Let's see if you will slap yourself in the face when the time comes."

"Absolutely impossible!" Zhou Yang said decisively.

"What is absolutely impossible?" Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash and asked curiously: "Little Zhou Yang, what is impossible for you?"

"...No...Nothing." Zhou Yang said hurriedly.

Uncle Lin will not be angry if Sister Xu makes fun of him. If he makes fun of him, Uncle Lin will definitely punish him.

Xu Qingluo said with a chuckle, "Uncle Lin, I thought you wouldn't be able to come back tonight. How's Sister Zhu doing?"

Lin Feiyang grinned, unable to suppress his smile: "She has already broken through to the Qi-holding realm!"

"Ah?"

Everyone was surprised.

Lin Feiyang said with a chuckle, "When Sister Zhu saw the abbot's paper, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and then she stepped into the Qi-holding realm in one go."

Fakong nodded.

This piece of paper not only explained the mysteries of the Great Xi Secret Sound, but also his own insights, and the text also contained a trace of spiritual power.

This trace of spiritual power, once he understood his own insights, could be stimulated, which was the power of the Qi-holding realm.

Take advantage of her flash of inspiration to let her experience the power of the Qi-holding realm, so that she could step into the Qi-holding realm in one fell swoop.

Zhu Ni did not live up to her good intentions.

"What paper?" Everyone was curious.

Lin Feiyang was beaming with joy: "It's a secret book written by the abbot to Sister Zhu."

He looked at Fakong: "Abbot, Sister Zhu is consolidating her realm. She will come to thank you tomorrow."

Fakong nodded.

Xu Qingluo said with great interest: "Master, what did you write on that piece of paper for Sister Zhu? It's so magical?"

"About the enlightenment of the secret book." Fakong said: "She also came naturally. I just gave her a slight push. If the accumulation is not enough, I can't do anything."

"So that's it..." Xu Qingluo looked as if she had suddenly realized something.

Fakong could see that she didn't believe it completely.

Zhou Yu and Zhou Yang both felt that this was not surprising. After all, Fakong's realm was higher. If he gave guidance to those with lower realms, the effect would definitely be very good.

Xu Qingluo's eyes turned.

She felt that it was not that simple.

After she became a grandmaster, she gradually discovered the true meaning of martial arts practice. Other things require natural development, but martial arts practice is completely different.

If it is a natural process, then why do so many people who have practiced hard for a lifetime still fail to become a grandmaster?

There are levels in martial arts practice.

Breaking through levels is like using a sword to pierce an iron ball.

If the sword is not sharp enough, you can squeeze it slowly with force. If you want to squeeze the iron ball, it may not be enough for a lifetime of hard practice.

Condensing the sword intention and finding the right place.

These two are the key.

The master should help Sister Zhu from these two aspects, helping her to condense the sword intention and find the right position.

The next morning, after breakfast, Fakong strolled slowly in the city. When he came to Xuanwu Avenue, he saw Li Ying.

Li Ying was still wearing a black Luo shirt, which made her oval face more crystal clear, like white jade, emitting a soft glow, and flawless.

She stood quietly in front of a small jewelry stall, cold as ice.

After Fakong appeared, she looked up, her eyes flashed with cold light, snorted lightly, and pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword.

Fakong smiled.

He said in Li Ying's mind: "But have they suppressed it?"

"We have found a few guys who are in contact." Li Ying thought to herself: "I suspect there are people behind them."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

"Please help me take a look." Li Ying said.

Fakong nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Li Ying snorted, put down the little rabbit in her hand, and turned to leave.

It looked like the two were about to fight.

Even though Fakong knew that no one was spying around, he still did not show any signs of easing up.

Who knows if there is a secret method that can be hidden from him?

What's more, both of them felt that they were enjoying it.

It was particularly exciting and interesting to keep it a secret from the world and communicate secretly.

Fakong continued to stroll on the street.

People around him ignored him.

When he returned to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, Leng Feiqiong was already waiting there, sitting at a stone table and reading a Buddhist scripture.

Seeing him come back, Leng Feiqiong clasped his hands in greeting.

She was dressed in a white robe, and even without any jewelry, she was still as graceful and gorgeous as a fairy concubine.

It was because of this white robe.

The top-notch embroidery produced by Mingyue Embroidery Tower looked plain at first glance, but with a little attention, you could see the patterns and designs in it.

Fakong clasped his hands together and smiled, "Master Leng, let's get started."

"Thank you." Leng Feiqiong said.

Fakong cast the Rejuvenation Mantra again, and cast it nine times in a row.

Leng Feiqiong was immersed in a slight intoxication again, soaked and moisturized by the nectar formed by the Rejuvenation Mantra.

Fakong disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in Ning Zhenzhen's courtyard.

Ning Zhenzhen had returned to Yudie Sect, her own courtyard, and was pacing in the courtyard with her hands behind her back, with a serious face.

Ning Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief when Fakong appeared.

"Brother, Sun Peiyu has been captured." She lowered her voice and said, "She is imprisoned in the cold palace."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "In addition to Sun Peiyu, dozens of others have also been captured."