Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

After using the clairvoyance, he used the fate-seeing ability to see what their backgrounds were and what they had done in the past.

His face became increasingly gloomy.

These thirty-two people were all extremely evil, none of them were innocent, and all of them deserved to die.

The reason why they were kept in the prison of Shenwu Mansion was because they needed important information from them. Some of them had accomplices, and some had people who needed to be rescued.

They were either big bandits, or cold-blooded killers, or flower thieves, or demons who killed people to practice martial arts, and even evil demons who specialized in eating people's hearts.

In short, all of them were unforgivable and should have been killed long ago.

Now they were kept here all the time, which became a big trouble.

If he did not intervene, none of these thirty-two people would be caught after escaping from the prison of Shenwu Mansion, and all of them would hide in the martial arts world...

They started to do evil after a year, and ten of them were caught three years later.

Because these ten people could not suppress themselves for a while, their evil deeds became more and more exposed quickly, and the remaining twenty-two people were forbearing.

It's not that they don't do evil, but they are more secretive and better at deceiving others, so they can do evil without being discovered.

They are evolved evil demons. Even though they have harmed countless people in the past three years, they are still hard to catch and can still get away with it.

Fakong shook his head.

If he didn't know, it would be fine. But if he knew that they would escape and kill countless people, and still watched coldly, he would not be able to get over it.

He thought about it and said, "Lin Feiyang."

"Abbot." Lin Feiyang appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye, as if he had been standing there all the time.

In fact, Lin Feiyang was not in the temple, but wandering in Shenjing, looking here and there, and he was overwhelmed.

However, he happened to stay within the coverage of Fakong's mind, and the voice reached his ears directly.

Lin Feiyang's shadow escape technique became more and more sophisticated. Now, it is almost the technique of shrinking the earth into an inch. In an instant, he crossed more than ten miles and appeared in front of Fakong.

"Go and ask Miss Zhu to come over."

"Okay." Lin Feiyang disappeared without hesitation.

He did not ask the reason and went directly to Zhu Ni. Soon, Zhu Ni and Lin Feiyang appeared in front of him.

"Abbot." Zhu Ni put her hands together and bowed.

Under the watery moonlight, Zhu Ni was wearing a green silk shirt, her skin was white, and her eyes were shining.

Fakong said: "There are 32 prisoners in the prison, right?"

"Yes." Zhu Ni nodded: "In addition to those six, there were originally 32. Are there any problems with them?"

Fakong nodded: "Those six royal secret guards have secret skills. In the end, they escaped from the prison and let those 32 run away. Shenwu Mansion couldn't catch any of them."

Zhu Ni was surprised.

These six royal secret guards not only sealed the acupuncture points, but also abolished their cultivation to ensure that there was no risk.

But she would not doubt Fakong's judgment. Obviously, he used the clairvoyance, and the clairvoyance would not be wrong.

She frowned and thought for a while, then said softly, "I will have people seal their acupuncture points once every hour."

Fakong shook his head.

Zhu Ni said softly, "Is this still not enough to stop them from recovering their skills and escaping?"

Fakong nodded.

Zhu Ni's bright eyes flashed with coldness, and she said softly, "Then, kill them?"

Fakong said, "What to do, you report to the prince, and let the prince decide."

"Yes." Zhu Ni nodded.

Fakong waved his hand.

Zhu Ni clasped her hands together and walked away.

Lin Feiyang sent Zhu Ni away, and came back to say to Fakong, "Abbot, in my opinion, just kill them directly, they are all troubles anyway!"

He was in the shadows, omnipresent, and had sneaked into various prisons, including the prison of Shenwu Mansion in Shenjing.

Fakong glanced at him.

Lin Feiyang said: "How about I kill them secretly?"

"There are too many things involved." Fakong shook his head: "It can't be solved simply and roughly, let Prince Xin decide for himself."

"Alas!" Lin Feiyang felt unhappy.

Fakong waved his hand.

Lin Feiyang left and continued to look for Zhu Ni, curious about how Prince Xin would decide and how to deal with it.

The next morning, Fakong had just finished his meal.

He had decided not to go to the restaurant for breakfast in the next few days, and stay in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple and stay in the Little Western Paradise.

The Little Western Paradise in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple is slowly expanding and slowly approaching Wangjiang Tower.

If one day, Wangjiang Tower is also covered by the Little Western Paradise, then you can go to Wangjiang Tower to eat without worry.

Now, it's better to be careful.

He saw through the turtle armor that no masters from the Dayun court, Dayun martial arts, or even Tiangang Palace came to find him.

It was as if they really didn't know that he was secretly working, and everything was calm and peaceful.

But he didn't believe this judgment.

There are treasures in Tiangang Palace that can disturb the secrets of heaven.

So what the clairvoyant sees may not be true, and Tiangang Palace may not take action, and even the royal secret guards of Dayun may not take action.

Since they knew that he had clairvoyance, how could the Dayun court not be on guard? If they really wanted to send the royal secret guards to kill him, they would definitely wear strange objects that conceal the secrets of heaven.

So, be cautious in everything.

He had eaten breakfast and was strolling in the lotus pond in front of the Sutra Pavilion to digest his food, when he saw the Prince of Xin Chu Xiang striding over.

Fakong clasped his hands together and greeted: "Your Majesty."

Chu Xiang clasped his hands together and smiled: "Master, I have decided to kill all the thirty-two people and not keep them anymore!"

He shook his head and said, "This is what the previous lord left behind. In my opinion, they should have been killed long ago, and they should not have been allowed to live one more day."

Fakong nodded.

He would only remind them, but would not make decisions for them, otherwise it would not be a favor but a grudge.

Chu Xiang said, "It's a pity for the things on them. They can live until now because of the information in their heads."

Fakong looked at him.

Chu Xiang laughed and said, "Master, you see..."

"Your Highness, just say it." Fakong said.

Chu Xiang said, "Master, please help me get the things in their heads out, and I will kill them all right away."

"Okay." Fakong agreed readily.

The "Buddha's Sutra of the Three Realms" is extremely important to him. Compared with the "Buddha's Sutra of the Three Realms", this little thing is not worth mentioning.

"Thank you, Master." Chu Xiang was overjoyed.

He thought that he would have to talk a little harder before Fakong would reluctantly agree, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.

Fakong said, "Your Majesty, we will meet in the prison in an hour. Let's withdraw the guards first."

"Master, don't you want the news to leak out?"

"It's best if only the two of us know, ... plus Zhu Ni."

"Okay."

An hour later, Fakong appeared in the prison of Shenjing in Shenwu Mansion. Only Prince Xin Chu Xiang and Zhu Ni were in the prison.

The purple-gold cassock faintly shone with golden light in the dim prison.

"Master, thank you." Chu Xiang clasped his hands.

Fakong clasped his hands.

Zhu Ni handed a stack of plain paper to Fakong.

Fakong took it and quickly flipped through it.

"Sima, this is Zhao Jinmiao." Zhu Ni pointed to a skinny old man in the cage, and then said lightly: "Zhao Jinmiao, where are the Falling Ying Sword and the Falling Ying Sword Art hidden?"

The skinny old man was neat and tidy, with a gaunt look, and even kind eyes, like a teacher in a private school.

It's hard to imagine that he alone destroyed the Falling Ying Sword Sect.

Zhao Jinmiao smiled slightly, looking noble and arrogant.

Zhu Ni glanced at him, shook her head and turned away, going to a cage nearby, and said to a handsome young man sitting cross-legged: "Fan Xihua, is Mr. Zhou's son dead or alive?"