Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Fakong remained silent, watching Zhu Yuquan talking to Ning Zhenzhen, and kept observing Zhu Yuquan's expression and behavior.

This Zhu Yuquan is indeed a cautious person.

The aura around him is restrained, like a person who doesn't know martial arts.

Standing in front of him, if you don't look carefully, you will even ignore his existence.

Ning Zhenzhen wouldn't even be able to sense him.

I had seen him through fate, but up close, I felt it was completely different. The Zhu Yuquan in front of me was even more difficult and troublesome.

Zhu Yuquan smiled and said: "Miss Mo, can I sit here?"

"No." Ning Zhenzhen said calmly: "I don't want to be disturbed while eating, so you can find another place."

"Haha..." Zhu Yuquan showed no sign of being angry at all, and clasped his fists with a smile: "Okay, I won't disturb you then. I'll take my leave."

"Please." Ning Zhenzhen hummed rudely.

Zhu Yuquan kept smiling and came to a table next to him in a graceful manner and sat down.

This table was already occupied.

But there were two middle-aged men chatting, their eyes scanning Zhu Yuquan and Ning Zhenzhen's face.

It was obvious that he was in a desperate mood and wanted to see what the grudges between this pair of handsome men and beauties were.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Yuquan suddenly sat over.

Zhu Yuquan looked at the two of them with a smile. A banknote appeared in his sleeve, and he handed it to one of the middle-aged men: "Excuse me."

"...Hey, hey, sir, please." The middle-aged man took the banknote, glanced at the amount on it, and immediately smiled, showing great respect.

Without hesitation, he picked up his companion and found a corner to sit down.

Zhu Yuquan smiled and flicked his clothes, sat down elegantly, took out a silk scarf from his sleeve, wiped it gently across the table, then folded the scarf and slowly put it back into his sleeve.

The whole movement is elegant and calm.

When the waiter ran over, he ordered a few dishes and kept his eyes on Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen was too lazy to pay attention and said softly: "Master, this guy is really unreasonable."

Fakong smiled: "Young and energetic, that's how you are."

Ning Zhenzhen snorted and said, "He's not young and energetic, he's arrogant and rude!"

Fakong chuckled and made no comment.

The two of them spoke half straight and half false.

Others couldn't tell the difference between depth and distance. Zhu Yuquan's eyes kept flowing on Ning Zhenzhen, paying no attention to Fakong.

Ning Zhenzhen already felt something strange.

She understood immediately.

This is obviously caused by senior brother.

It's not that Zhu Yuquan ignored his senior brother, but that his senior brother used some kind of secret technique to influence Zhu Yuquan, making him ignore his senior brother intentionally or unintentionally.

There is such a secret skill in the world.

She shook her head slightly.

She chatted and ate with Fa Kong, pretending to be Mo Youlan, pretending to be good friends with Fa Kong, but not too close.

When she got up after breakfast, Zhu Yuquan also got up and followed her down to Qingfu Tower.

Downstairs of Qingfu, there were already people coming and going at this time, and it was bustling. There were more people than when we came before, and it became crowded.

Ning Zhenzhen suddenly accelerated and quickly got into the crowd.

Like a fish diving into the sea and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Yuquan was startled, and then his figure flashed as fast as a ghost.

But the crowd was so crowded that Ning Zhenzhen was nowhere to be found.

Ning Zhenzhen's green blouse was not conspicuous in the crowd at all, and with such a crowded crowd, her graceful figure was completely covered.

Zhu Yuquan jumped up suddenly and looked down at a hundred meters in radius. He could see every face clearly with his eyes.

But within a hundred meters, there was no face of Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen's current movement skills are extremely fast and beyond imagination.

Zhu Yuquan landed leisurely, unfazed, his posture was graceful and unrestrained, but his handsome face was gloomy.

Two middle-aged men emerged from the crowd, clasped their fists in a salute, and shook their heads.

They failed to follow Ning Zhenzhen.

Zhu Yuquan snorted.

"Young Master," a middle-aged man with a long and narrow face said solemnly: "If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. Just wait for her outside Prince Chun's Mansion. She must go back."

"What if she gets into Prince Chun's Mansion and doesn't come out?" Zhu Yuquan said coldly.

The middle-aged man with the narrow face grinned: "How could she not come out? Wouldn't she go back to her own yard to sleep? Sleeping in Prince Chun's Mansion?"

"It's not like she doesn't have a yard in Prince Chun's Mansion." Zhu Yuquan hummed.

"...What should we do?" The middle-aged man with a narrow face scratched his head.

Another middle-aged man with a round face said with a smile: "Young master, you still have to be patient when chasing a woman. You have to do it step by step. Although I didn't have a good impression after meeting you once, this is a beginning. You have to take your time in the next step. You can't do it step by step." Urgent."

The middle-aged man with a narrow face snorted angrily: "Hey, Old Feng, you seem to have experience, why are you still alone now?"

"It's not that I can't find a woman, it's just that I'm too lazy to look for one." The round-faced middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Women and men are not the same thing. It's too troublesome to get together. It's better to be alone and feel free and comfortable."

"What about when you get old?" The middle-aged man with a narrow face said with a smile, "Aren't you lonely when you are alone?"

"Why are you lonely?" The round-faced middle-aged man said nonchalantly, "Just find an apprentice and teach him slowly."

"That's an idea." The middle-aged man with a narrow face nodded slowly.

Zhu Yuquan looked impatient and said in a bad mood, "I don't want to pursue her, but to sleep with her and take her into my room. Hehe, the deputy leader of the Jade Butterfly Sect, let's see what those righteous sects feel like!"

"So..." The two looked at each other.

"Young Master, think twice." The middle-aged man with a narrow face said, "Although the Jade Butterfly Sect is not that strong, all the disciples are married well. If we forcefully take this Miss Mo away, I'm afraid it will arouse public anger."

"So what if there is public anger?" Zhu Yuquan smiled proudly.

"...Yes." The two were helpless.

Zhu Yuquan said, "I will take action today if I find her whereabouts. I don't believe she can escape from my palm!"

"Yes." The two responded solemnly.

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Ning Zhenzhen appeared in her courtyard.

She originally wanted to go to Prince Chun's Mansion, but changed her route halfway and went back to the courtyard directly because she felt that danger was approaching.

As her cultivation improved, her spiritual perception became more and more acute, and she could avoid danger and seek good fortune.

Especially since she cultivated a clear mind, her spiritual perception was much more acute than that of ordinary people.

Ning Zhenzhen returned to the courtyard, changed her clothes and began to practice.

She wore a white satin outfit, light and graceful, like a flying jade butterfly, and then changed to the Nine Yin Mysterious Palm.

The palm power flowed, and the courtyard became cool and refreshing.

The palm power of the Nine Yin Mysterious Palm was not as cold and cold as people expected, but a slightly cool feeling.

But it was indeed the coldest cold, but it was blended into a refreshing spring by a strange method.

She practiced without a trace of fireworks, light and graceful, with a breeze, like the coolness of midsummer.

Fakong suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

She lightly slapped.

Fakong caught the palm.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Fakong's palm flashed a golden light and quickly returned to normal.

This palm caused the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art to reveal its external appearance.

As his Vajra Indestructible Divine Art reached the sixth level of perfection, he became more and more calm and silent.

Once the external appearance was revealed and golden light flashed, it was the time when the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art was fully operational.

Fakong showed an approving look on his face.

"Can this palm kill Zhu Yuquan, Senior Brother?"

"Difficult."

"Is his cultivation really that strong?"

"His cultivation is comparable to yours, but he has a protective armor and various treasures on him, so it is difficult to kill him. Even if you want to kill him, it is difficult to do it in one fell swoop."

"What a disgusting man, pretentious, ridiculous!" Ning Zhenzhen restored her original appearance, and her beautiful face showed a look of disgust.

With such a keen spiritual perception, how could she not sense the deep meaning hidden under Zhu Yuquan's clear eyes.

She felt as disgusted as if she had swallowed a fly.

As her cultivation deepened, her wisdom became more and more profound after the perfection of her wisdom, and her disgust for men became stronger and stronger.

She only thinks with her lower body, and when she sees a beautiful woman, she will have evil thoughts. She thinks men are dirty and smelly, and really can't get close to them.

Fakong shook his head and laughed.

He thought Ning Zhenzhen had a kind of psychological cleanliness.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly: If this continues, will she think that she is also dirty and smelly, and can't get close to her?

Fakong said: "Just avoid him."

"I want to kill him." Ning Zhenzhen said lightly, with a cold look in her eyes, just like her Nine Yin Mysterious Palm.

Fakong shook his head: "I'd better kill him myself."

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes flashed, and she looked at him: "Brother, he is not right?"

Fakong said: "Old man Jiuyuan is indeed alive, and he is the direct descendant of Old Man Jiuyuan, and has inherited Old Man Jiuyuan's mantle."

"... More than 700 years old?" Ning Zhenzhen was stunned.

Fakong nodded slowly.

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and pondered.

She has never heard of anyone who is more than 600 years old.

The life span of a grandmaster is long. For example, the masters of the Holy Light Church have the longest life span. They have a unique mind and a long life span.

The masters of the Holy Light Church can reach four or five hundred years old, and no matter how deep their cultivation is, they cannot reach six hundred years old.

And the old man Jiuyuan has reached more than seven hundred years old, which is incredible and beyond imagination!

Fakong said: "So, if you kill Zhu Yuquan, the old man Jiuyuan will definitely take action, and you can't bear it."

"Brother," Ning Zhenzhen frowned: "More than seven hundred years..."

It's scary to think about it.

The grandmasters around three hundred years old almost no longer take action. They don't walk in the martial arts world or the secular world, and it's hard to see their figures.

The body is not old, but the state of mind has changed, which is different from normal people.

When they are more than three hundred years old, the grandmasters often feel that they are tired of the prosperity of the world, and they are so dirty that they can't stand it.

So they all hide in the deep mountains and old forests, breathing in the fresh air of heaven and earth.

She has not seen a grandmaster over three hundred years old take action, but just thinking about it will know how amazing their cultivation is.

Fakong smiled: "Try this one who has been practicing for more than 700 years."

Ning Zhenzhen stared at him in confusion.

Senior brother is most afraid of death, too cautious, and will never take action easily against an opponent he is not sure of.

Does he have the confidence to defeat this Jiuyuan old man?

Over 700 years old, more than 700 years of accumulation, just think about how terrible it is.

Fakong said: "This Zhu Yuquan is a big trouble, it is better to solve it as soon as possible."

In the future he saw, this Zhu Yuquan was a well-known demon, fierce and powerful.

Even Monk Yuande could not suppress him, and was slightly inferior.

The pattern of the entire Dayong Wulin changed again, triggering a series of changes.

Fakong decided to change his fate against the will of heaven and solve this big trouble.

The clairvoyance should be used at this time.

To solve this big problem.

The clairvoyance should not be used for small problems.

"... Brother, be careful." Ning Zhenzhen nodded slowly and did not persuade him.