Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"This will scare us like a frightened bird. Even if he really leaves, we dare not run away and stay here obediently."

"Indeed."

"It's really vicious!" Zhu Qianfeng shook his head.

This move is Fu Xin.

He wants to make the eight of them feel that he is omnipresent and can kill them anytime and anywhere, so it's useless to run to the ends of the earth.

As long as he wants to appear, he will be there in an instant, and then he will kill people silently without even showing up.

If he doesn't show up, there is no way to defend himself. This feeling is too bad, as if he is meat on the chopping board, let him be slaughtered.

"Then what should we do?" An old man said in a deep voice...

He looked at the old man who had just died once and sighed secretly.

Even if they have extraordinary achievements and can fake death and come back to life, this extraordinary achievement has a most fatal flaw.

Once they die, they will have no power to fight back. If the other party is very wary and cuts off their heads with a knife, they will be completely dead.

What's more, dying once will also damage their life span, as long as a year of life span is gone.

Time is more precious than gold.

Life is the most precious thing.

Everyone was silent.

"Old Yu, what do you think?" Zhu Qianfeng looked at Yu Bailing.

Yu Bailing snorted: "What can I say? I am not as skilled as others, that's all!"

Everyone sighed helplessly.

After all, this is the root.

"Will someone in the palace come to rescue us?"

"It's good enough if they don't kill us!"

"We know a lot of secrets in the palace. I'm afraid the emperor will not be at ease. If he can't save us, he will send someone to kill us."

"If you want to assassinate here, you will be courting death."

"Fakong wants us to convert, which is impossible!"

"Impossible!"

"Impossible!"

...

Everyone talked at once, expressing their determination not to convert, with a firm and solemn expression.

In fact, they were already weak in their hearts.

If they don't want to convert, what about others?

They are all over a hundred years old, and have been together for more than a hundred years. Who doesn't understand each other? They all know that they are afraid of death.

Having lived for a hundred years, he is not tired of life, but more greedy. He is more eager to live and more afraid of death than ordinary people.

How could he die just because he is not as skilled as others?

If Fakong really doesn't want to, then they can only compromise for the time being and wait until their cultivation is stronger.

What's more, they still have the strongest trick, which is to endure.

Endure until Fakong's life is over.

Their most unique advantage is their life span. Whoever survives to the end is the strongest.

What's the use of Fakong's magical powers? !

Fakong is on the Suzaku Avenue, in the surging crowd, with a smile on his face.

It seems that he can really make them convert.

The masters of Duntian Pavilion convert to the laymen of Vajra Temple, which can greatly enhance the strength of Vajra Temple.

Each of them is a rare master, and they are masters who are better than the elders of Vajra Temple.

After all, they are all over a hundred years old, and their mental skills are more profound than those of the Vajra Temple. In addition, they are in the royal family with abundant resources, which is not comparable to the Vajra Temple.

He watched them with his mind's eye while shuttling among the crowd, and then came to Xuanwu Avenue and saw Li Ying in the crowd.

Now the two of them no longer had to stay where they were, they just needed to make eye contact.

Fakong's voice sounded in her ears: "I'll go there tonight."

Li Ying nodded slightly.

The two of them passed each other, and they didn't even face each other. They walked in the crowd without stopping for each other.

Fakong did not go back to the Vajra Temple directly, but went directly to the Lingkong Temple, and saw the queen was repairing the vegetable garden.

There was also the graceful and graceful Chu Ling in the vegetable garden.

She looked over with a smile.

Fakong clasped his hands to return the queen's gift, and looked at Chu Ling by the way.

Chu Ling said, "I told my father that I wanted to borrow his Heavenly Mirror, but he didn't admit it."

Fakong nodded.

The Heavenly Mirror was of great importance. No matter how favored Chu Ling was, Emperor Chu Xiong would not give it to her.

If something went wrong, the impact would be too great.

The queen shook her head gently.

She couldn't help with this matter. Although she was still the queen, her words were no longer counted in the harem. She had no power and was only a name.

She was just waiting for the emperor to think that the time was right, and then abolish her and help Leng Feiqiong ascend to the throne of the queen.

Chu Ling giggled, took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from her emerald green sleeves, and handed it to Fakong: "Is this it?"

Fakong raised his eyebrows and looked at the mottled and old bronze mirror, as if it was picked up from a corner.

It only had a sense of vicissitudes, but no mysterious atmosphere. It was a broken piece at a glance.

"Isn't it?" Chu Ling said disappointedly: "Such a broken thing, but my father still carries it with him. I think it's unusual, so I got it for you to see if it's the Heavenly Mirror."

Fakong nodded thoughtfully.

If it was carried by Emperor Chu Xiong himself, it would not be an ordinary thing, especially since he looked so ordinary and inconspicuous.

As an emperor, Chu Xiong would not take ordinary treasures into his eyes. What he likes and carries with him is definitely not an ordinary treasure.

Chu Ling stuffed it into his hand: "Whether it is a Guan or not, take a closer look first, what if it is really the Heavenly Mirror."

Fakong accepted it, and his eyes turned golden.

The golden gaze shone on the bronze mirror, and it suddenly lit up slightly, then began to become brighter and brighter.

Fakong retracted his gaze and looked up at Chu Ling and the queen.

The two were staring at the bronze mirror in amazement, with a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't expect the bronze mirror to undergo such a strange change.

"Is this really the Heavenly Mirror?" Chu Ling said in surprise.

Fakong nodded slowly: "Now it seems that you did get the Heavenly Questioning Mirror by mistake."

"Father is really something!" Chu Ling said dissatisfiedly: "You actually lied to me!"

The Queen said: "Ling'er, this is not the Heavenly Questioning Mirror, it is the Heavenly Secret Compass, your father told me personally."

"Heavenly Secret Compass?" Chu Ling curled her lips and said: "Mother, how can this look like a compass? It is obviously a mirror."

The Queen said: "How do you know it is not a compass? It is not now, if you input internal force, it will look like a compass."

She looked at Fakong and smiled: "I just didn't expect it to look like this. It is really unexpected. I am afraid that the emperor has never seen this appearance, and he doesn't know that it is actually the Heavenly Questioning Mirror."

Fakong nodded.

This is very likely. Maybe Chu Xiong didn't know. Of course, it may also be that Chu Xiong pretended not to know.

Whether he really didn't know or not is insignificant, because he has seen the pattern on it clearly.

It is indeed a different pattern from the Escape to Heaven Order.

It included the pattern of the Sky-Escape Order, and other patterns, more complex patterns, and more exquisite patterns.

Now it should not be called a pattern, but a divine text.

At this moment, his mind was empty, and the Wheel of Time Tower suddenly lit up.

A moment later, when Fakong handed the Questioning Heaven Mirror back to Chu Ling, he had been studying it in the Wheel of Time Tower for a month, and had studied the Questioning Heaven Mirror clearly from beginning to end.

He had completely mastered the divine text on the Questioning Heaven Mirror.

Unknowingly, he had already stepped into the peak of the Five Elements Realm, and had inexplicably gained a little more understanding and knowledge of the world.