Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

So Yuande Divine Monk was very grateful to Ning Zhenzhen, and was also amazed at Ning Zhenzhen's superb body skills and mysterious palm techniques.

He knew about the Jade Butterfly Sect, but he didn't know that the martial arts of the Jade Butterfly Sect were so strong.

Xie Yunhao clasped his fists and smiled, "Master Yuande, I wonder what miraculous skills you used just now?"

"The Demon-Subduing Dragon Sound of our temple."

"It's really miraculous," Xie Yunhao said with admiration, "Thanks to such a miraculous skill, we can suppress them. The art of suppressing nightmares is too terrible!"

"Mr. Xie Yunhao, the guest of the palace." Ning Zhenzhen introduced.

She shook her head secretly.

This is Xie Yunhao's way of making a living. He would make friends with masters whenever he got the chance, say good things whenever he had the chance, and praise them whenever he got the chance.

Monk Yuande smiled and clasped his hands together: "Thank you for your compliment, benefactor."

Xie Yunhao shook his head: "Not at all. I am speaking the truth from the bottom of my heart. We know exactly how powerful they are, so we are even more amazed at the mystery of the Demon-Subduing Dragon Sound. It is truly magical!"

Ning Zhenzhen coughed lightly: "Master Yuande, how are you going to deal with them?"

"Take them back and present them to the emperor."

"Then we will go ahead."

"Master Mo, why don't you come with us?" Monk Yuande smiled and said: "It will be better to take care of them if we go back together, in case they have someone to pick them up."

"That's right." Xie Yunhao nodded hurriedly: "Miss Mo, Master Yuande is thoughtful and we really have to be on guard!"

He shook his head and sighed: "To be honest with Master Yuande, the last time we chased them, we almost succeeded, but suddenly ten people came to pick them up and almost killed us. It was too dangerous!"

Ning Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at him.

Xie Yunhao gave her a look.

Monk Yuande smiled at Ning Zhenzhen. Under the sun, his smile seemed to be shining.

"... Then I'm sorry to bother you, Master." Ning Zhenzhen smiled.

She was alert.

Monk Yuande insisted on going with her. Did he have any doubts?

She only showed her amazing body skills and the mysterious and exquisite flying butterfly palm, and did not show other martial arts.

There should be no flaws.

She couldn't use her wisdom to avoid being noticed by Monk Yuande. From his subtle expression, it didn't seem like he saw any flaws.

Eight middle-aged monks carried twelve black-robed old men. Xie Yunhao took the initiative to help, carrying one in each hand, and walked side by side with the eight middle-aged monks, constantly chatting, asking about their Dharma names, and then asking about their experiences.

The eight middle-aged monks were originally serious and taciturn, but they were broken by his few words and started talking to him.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded secretly.

Xie Yunhao has a unique charm and is very friendly, which makes people involuntarily let down their guard.

Yuande Divine Monk walked side by side with Ning Zhenzhen, praising her lightness skill, which was rare in the world. He never expected that the Jade Butterfly Sect had such lightness skill.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Master, my lightness skill is good because of a strange encounter. The lightness skill of my temple is not so wonderful."

"I wonder what strange encounter it was?" Yuande Divine Monk asked curiously.

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and chuckled.

The monk Yuande clasped his hands and smiled: "It is the monk Menglang who is talking nonsense."

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I can't say it, Master, please forgive me. It involves other secrets. You are the one who is truly admirable. The great achievements of the Great Miaolian Temple are countless. Any one of them is better than the martial arts of our sect."

The monk Yuande smiled: "The most mysterious thing in our temple is Buddhism. Martial arts are actually the Hinayana, the study of self-salvation."

"The Buddhism of the Great Miaolian Temple is indeed subtle and profound." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head: "It's a pity that I am a layman and have no affinity with Buddha, so it is difficult to understand the profoundness of it."

The monk Yuande said: "To know the taste of Buddhism, you need to experience the vicissitudes of life and taste the sorrows of the world. It is painful. If you have a smooth life, it is difficult to have a connection with Buddhism. Not knowing the taste of Buddhism is not a blessing."

"Master, you have a good opinion."

Ning Zhenzhen chatted with him as she walked.

As a disciple of Mingyue Temple, how could she not know Buddhism?

In terms of the profoundness of Buddhism, she is naturally far inferior to Fakong, but when they chat at night, they will also discuss Buddhism after chatting about trivial matters.

She will also debate Buddhist scriptures with Fakong.

But she didn't want to talk about Buddhism with Monk Yuande, so as not to reveal her flaws. People who understand Buddhism and those who don't can be seen in a few words.

Especially Monk Yuande's profound Buddhism, even one or two sentences can be used to argue.

She seemed leisurely and careless, but her heartstrings were always tense, always on guard against Monk Yuande.

Just at this moment, Fakong's voice came to her ears: "Junior sister, Yuande didn't see anything."

Ning Zhenzhen's heart was relieved immediately.

Fakong appeared next to her, making her feel safe and secure instantly.

The smile on her face became particularly relaxed and gentle, which was sensed by Monk Yuande, who smiled and said: "Miss Mo, are you worried?"

"No." Ning Zhenzhen talked to Monk Yuande while talking to Fakong in her heart, doing two things at the same time without any hindrance.

Fakong said in her mind: "If you are afraid of exposing your flaws, then turn defense into offense and take the initiative to attack."

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and shook her head and said: "I am just curious. As a disciple of the National Master, you must know the National Master's cultivation."

Yuan De Divine Monk said: "Master's cultivation is as deep as the sea, I can't see it clearly."

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Then this time Dayun assassinated the emperor, didn't the National Master have a premonition in advance?"

Yuan De Divine Monk smiled: "I don't know."

Ning Zhenzhen tilted her head to look at him, chuckled and said, "I think the national teacher saw that the emperor was safe, so he didn't say anything."

She shook her head and sighed, "It's also my fault for being nosy. Even if I didn't take action, there would still be the national teacher."

The Yuande monk felt that she suddenly became cunning. Although she spoke softly, the meaning of her words was sharp enough.

Did the master know that the emperor would be assassinated?

I'm afraid he didn't know.

Although the master has amazing intuition and a sense of avoiding danger, it is for himself, not for the emperor.

The master does not have a divine eye.

The only one in the world who has supernatural powers is the monk Fakong.

Others, no matter how deep their cultivation is or how refined their Buddhist teachings are, do not have supernatural powers.

Thinking of this, he was inexplicably nervous, thinking of the situation in Jingchuan City at the beginning. Fakong alone made Jingchuan City boil, and the whole city became Fakong's believers.

Fortunately, this was only in Jingchuan City.

Fortunately, Fakong did not do this in Tianjing, nor in other cities. Otherwise, he would probably soon replace the Great Miaolian Temple and replace the master's lofty status in the hearts of the people of Dayong, becoming the first divine monk.

This is unacceptable!

When he thought of this, his eyes flickered with coldness.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "Master, what have you thought of?"

"I'm thinking about how the emperor will fight back against this assassination."

"Master, how do you think the emperor will fight back?"

"I dare not speak nonsense."

"I think the emperor will definitely send a master to assassinate Emperor Dayun. Who will he send? Master Yuande?"

"Amitabha." The divine monk Yuande shook his head and chanted a Buddhist name.

The master would not let himself take this risk.

Dayun is no different from a dragon's den and a tiger's lair. There are too many strange people, and the strange people who came are only a small part of them.

Too many strange people did not come.

Ning Zhenzhen then asked some more questions about the national master, showing a strong curiosity about the national master.

Yuande Divine Monk was quite embarrassed by his question.

Ning Zhenzhen's speed was getting faster and faster, forcing Yuande Divine Monk to speed up as well, gradually moving away from Xie Yunhao and the others.

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head: "Master, I'll go first, see you in Tianjing."

She said and accelerated again.

Yuande Divine Monk also accelerated, but after a few breaths, Ning Zhenzhen had disappeared, completely disappeared from his sight.

Yuande Divine Monk could only slow down and wait for Xie Yunhao and the others.

He had a better understanding of Ning Zhenzhen's speed.

Fakong suddenly appeared beside Ning Zhenzhen and walked side by side with her.

His green shirt fluttered, and his purple gold robe fluttered.

"Brother, he really didn't see my flaws, did he?" Ning Zhenzhen was still worried: "Then why did he follow me?"

"I'm curious about your lightness skills."

"Guessed that I took the Tianyun Fruit?"

"No." Fakong laughed: "Junior sister, you are scaring yourself."

"I feel more and more like walking on thin ice now." Ning Zhenzhen touched her face and sighed: "Especially in the past two days, I don't feel good. I always feel that I can't help but reveal my flaws and can't hide them."

Fakong pondered and nodded: "The risk of exposure is indeed getting bigger and bigger, otherwise, just fake your death and get away."

At first glance, it seems that Ning Zhenzhen feels too much pressure, reaching a limit, and is about to be unable to bear it.

In fact, it is Ning Zhenzhen's foresight of danger.

This is the wonderful use of her wisdom and clarity that has been practiced to the deepest level, similar to being able to know the future.

But she is just a hidden wonderful use, and she doesn't know it herself.

"Fake death and get away..." Ning Zhenzhen frowned and pondered.

If I fake my death and escape, all my efforts will be in vain. But if I don't escape...

I'm afraid that I will reveal my flaws. If I'm found out, all my efforts will be in vain.

Thinking of this, she shook her head and said, "Let's just hold on. If it doesn't work, run. You can escape."

Fakong nodded gently: "With your Qinggong, you can escape."

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, did you also see that I would reveal my flaws?"

Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen tilted her head and looked at him: "Then..."

Fakong smiled and said: "I know what you are thinking, junior sister."

Ning Zhenzhen doesn't want to be reminded of everything. She wants to experience what she should experience. If she can avoid trouble, she won't trouble herself.

She doesn't want to rely on the clairvoyance everywhere. If she can avoid it, she won't use it.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "Is it Master Yuande who found the flaw?"

Fakong shook his head.

Ning Zhenzhen said, "Who is that?"

"National Master." Fakong said, "National Master is worthy of being the National Master. He has seen through your background, Junior Sister."

"Why?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned.

Fakong said, "Maybe it's because he is familiar with Mingyue Temple's martial arts. The aura of Taiyin Xiaolianxing on you cannot be erased."

"National Master is so familiar with Mingyue Temple?"

Fakong nodded.

I don't know what's going on.

The National Master was so familiar with Taiyin Xiaolianxing that even though Ning Zhenzhen's body was covered by the jade talisman, he still found something strange.

With this little bit of strangeness, he found that Ning Zhenzhen had a problem.

In the future he saw, Ning Zhenzhen escaped calmly, no one could catch up, and returned safely to the Great Snow Mountain.

Of course, her mission this time was over, which was a pity.

PS: Update completed.