Longevity

Li Ying stood still.

Under the clear brilliance of the bright moon, her white jade-like face exuded a soft glow, her bright eyes flashed and she fell into contemplation.

Indeed, as Fa Kong said, this is most likely the closest time he has been to Sizheng. If he really refuses, will he regret it in the future?

Fa Kong persuaded himself to refuse for public or private reasons, for Daxueshan, or for himself?

Do you want to completely believe in Fa Kong?

"By the way, Timon will be assassinated tonight." Fa Kong's voice drifted from the night sky: "If you stop it, there is still time."

Li Ying frowned and looked in the direction the voice came from.

Fa Kong's voice floated far away: "If you don't stop it, you will be punished, and you will be farther away from the position of Sizheng."

Li Ying nodded.

This is of course, people are caught by themselves, and if they are not jailed, they naturally have to take responsibility.

Originally, people who made great merits were assassinated, but great merits turned into minor merits, or even no merits, and they might even be dismissed.

"It will happen in an hour." Fa Kong's voice came again: "Think about it."

Li Ying made a tithe in the distance.

She guessed that Fakong was speaking in the outer courtyard of Kongo Temple at the moment.

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The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the entire courtyard of the Jade Butterfly Sect into a rose color, soft and beautiful, too beautiful to be true.

Ding Xingqing's face was tense, her footsteps were suddenly busy, and she went straight to the yard of the sect master. Along the way, she met the same door, just nodded without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, the girls knew that she was in a very bad mood, and what should have happened, they resisted curiosity and did not stop her from inquiring.

Everyone knows her quick temper. If she really wants to stop her from inquiring about what happened, she will definitely be scolded by her unceremoniously.

Ding Xingqing stopped outside the sect master's courtyard and knocked gently on the door.

"Come in."

"Yes." Ding Xingqing pushed open the door.

The green bamboo forest is sandwiched by a cobblestone path with flowers on both sides.

She stepped on the cobblestone path, turned around the bamboo forest, and saw two people sitting at the stone table in the center of the yard, sitting opposite each other, playing a game.

One is the beautiful Sect Master Mo Youlan, who is wearing a Meruo shirt.

One is the peaceful and calm monk Fakong wearing a purple-gold cassock.

She came to the front and bowed first: "Sect Master."

He tithes again: "I have seen the monk Fakong."

The suzerain is a friend of the Fakong monk, and he has seen it twice, so it is not uncommon to see him at this time.

After seeing the gods and monks twice, they were not as happy and surprised as the first time they saw them.

Fakong smiled and nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen held a crystal white chess piece and said warmly, "What happened?"

"Lingxiaomen is too bullying!" Ding Xingqing suddenly lowered her face and said coldly, "Junior sister Jing was bullied by two Lingxiaomen disciples!"

Ning Zhenzhen frowned: "Bullying?"

"The two of them snatched Junior Sister Jing's sword." Ding Xingqing gritted her teeth and said, "They even used their hands and feet to underestimate Junior Sister Jing!"

Ning Zhenzhen's bright eyes suddenly burst into cold light, and said lightly: "Light and thin?"

"I touched Junior Sister Jing's... chest." Ding Xingqing glanced at Fa Kong.

Fa Kong lowered his eyes slightly, as if the old monk was in meditation, unable to hear or see anything.

Ning Zhenzhen said lightly, "Where's Junior Sister Jing?"

"I'm crying." Ding Xingqing said bitterly.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Let Junior Sister Jing come over."

"Yes." Ding Xingqing replied solemnly, and then spoke again: "Sect Master..."

"Come on." Ning Zhenzhen waved his hand.

Ding Xingqing clenched his fists, shut up and said no more, turned around and strode away.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Fakong.

Fa Kong lowered his eyebrows and looked as if he was thinking about chess.

Ning Zhenzhen said angrily, "Senior-brother-!"

Fa Kong raised his eyes, smiling but not smiling: "You are the suzerain, and Qiankun is arbitrary."

"I'm so angry." Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "But I know that I can't be controlled by emotions. This matter is likely to be a trap."

Fakong smiled.

To be able to think of this at this time, indeed has the quality of a suzerain, as a superior, must not be influenced by emotions.

Of course, human beings are emotional animals. It is almost impossible to do this completely, and we can only do our best.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "But whether this is a trap or not, I will take the opportunity to attack and beat Lingxiaomen to the ground."

Fakong nodded.

Being bullied to such an extent, if you can't fight back, the Jade Butterfly Sect is really over.

Moreover, in dealing with Lingxiaomen, the Jade Butterfly Sect has limited power, and it is too embarrassing to say it.

This is different from Jiuyuan Sect.

Jiuyuan Sect is powerful, and it is still an evil sect, while Lingxiao Sect is just a second-rate sect.

Although I knew that the Jade Butterfly Sect did not win by martial arts and was not strong, I didn't really see how weak it was.

Compared with Lingxiaomen, the feeling will be deeper, and there will also be contempt and contempt, which is a devastating blow to the Jade Butterfly Sect.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Ding Xingqing came in with a red-clothed girl with delicate eyebrows and red eyes.

As soon as she came in, she bowed aggrievedly and called, "Sect Master—!"

"Junior Sister Jing," Ning Zhenzhen pointed to the stone bench opposite: "Come over and sit down and talk."

"Sect Master, I'll just stand." Jing Xiaomei lowered her head.

"Sit down." Ning Zhenzhen hummed.

Jing Xiaomei hurriedly sat across from her.

Ding Xingqing saw that Fakong had reached the southeast corner, and was admiring the flowerbed over there. There were hundreds of flowers blooming in the flowerbed, competing for beauty and fragrance, and the fragrance of the flowers wafted.

She turned her gaze back to this side again, seeing Jing Xiaomei bowing her head and not speaking, she said, "Junior Sister Jing, tell me what happened."

"Needless to say..." Jing Xiaomei said embarrassedly.

"You..." Ding Xingqing was anxious.

Ning Zhenzhen waved her jade hand and said lightly, "They stole your sword?"

"Yes." Jing Xiaomei's eyes were wet again, and she said softly, "It's the sword that Master gave me, I..."

She blamed herself, deeply felt that she was incompetent and weak, and was taken away by someone. If Master found out, she would definitely scold herself, and then ran to fight with those two guys.

But those two guys' Qinggong is too powerful, and Master may not be an opponent. At that time, Master has three strengths and two weaknesses...

She didn't dare to think about it.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "When and where?"

Jing Xiaomei hurriedly said, "It's in Fengxuan Building."

"when?"

"just."

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Ding Xingqing: "Call Junior Sister Long here."

"Yes." Ding Xingqing was refreshed.

Senior Sister Long, Long Feifei is the top tracking expert in the sect, this is the sect master who will never bear to swallow, and wants to clean up those two guys!

I felt that I couldn't bear it any longer, but the previous sect master always asked everyone to bear it and don't intensify the conflict.

The strength of the sect is not as good as that of the Lingxiao sect, which is impossible.

Take revenge after your strength increases.

Therefore, everyone must turn shame into motivation, practice hard, and must not slack off. Once you slack off, think about Lingxiaomen.

Everyone has accumulated a stomach of grievances, but the Sect Master has orders, and they can only obey, and they are abnormally aggrieved.

The current suzerain finally can't bear it anymore, this is the joy!

"Sect Master..." Jing Xiaomei hesitated, raised her head and summoned her courage: "Don't implicate the sect because of me."

Ning Zhenzhen said: "If the sect cannot protect the disciples, what is the meaning of the existence of the sect?"

"But we are not as good as Lingxiaomen." Jing Xiaomei said.

This is something that all disciples know.

Their strength is not as good as Lingxiaomen, which is why Lingxiaomen is so rampant and excessive.

All they can do is to endure and cultivate hard, and when their cultivation is strong, they will definitely take revenge.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

A good meal is not afraid of being late!

Ning Zhenzhen said: "They are stronger than the elders of Divine Sword Peak? If it is Divine Sword Peak, we have to endure, but Lingxiaomen... any cat or dog can be mad!"

Jing Xiaomei was refreshed.

She suddenly remembered that the Sect Master had killed the elders of Divine Sword Peak, probably because of the carelessness of the elders of Divine Sword Peak.

Still, it's amazing enough.

The sovereign's martial arts are absolutely amazing.

"Sect Master!" In the sound of footsteps, a heroic girl fluttered over, her voice was slightly thicker, with a bit of magnetism.

She is tall and slender, looking bright and confident.

"Junior Sister Long, the two guys from Lingxiaomen robbed Junior Sister Jing's sword, do you know that?"

"I heard." Long Feifei said solemnly.

"Find them both!"

"Yes!" Long Feifei clasped her fists in a salute and looked at Jing Xiaomei.

Jing Xiaomei said goodbye to Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen waved his hand: "Junior Sister Ding, bring a few people over, abolish their martial arts, and break their hands and feet."

"Yes!" Ding Xingqing's eyes lit up, and she clasped her fists in a solemn salute.

She left with the two girls, and before leaving, she glanced at Fakong, who was standing in front of the flowerbed with his hands behind his back, admiring the flowers.

In the soft light of the setting sun, the purple-gold cassock glows all over the body, and the law is like being bathed in golden light, sacred and distant.

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Long Feifei and Ding Xingqing quietly left the courtyard with six girls and walked through the alleys of Tianjing City.

A quarter of an hour later, they stopped outside a small courtyard.

Long Feifei pointed to the small courtyard and nodded to Ding Xingqing.

Ding Xingqing looked at this modest courtyard.

This is an ordinary family residence in Tianjing City. Those who live here are not rich, but they are also small wealthy.

After all, Lingxiaomen is a second-rate sect, and there is no shortage of money, so no other courtyard should be set up in such a place.

Therefore, it should be only the private residence of the two people, and there should be not many people.

She put her ear to the wall, listened for a moment, and gestured with four slender fingers to the six girls behind her.

They all nodded, indicating that there were four people in the yard.

Ding Xingqing frowned for a moment, her face changed slightly.

Long Feifei looked over and said, "Junior Sister Ding, what's going on?"

"There are two masters." Ding Xingqing said slowly through sound transmission: "This is a trap!"

Long Feifei's face changed slightly, and she turned to look at the six girls.

Ding Xingqing hurriedly made a gesture.

The six girls restrained their breaths and walked lightly, three turned around and walked back, and three maintained their original direction and stepped back slowly.

They move like civet cats, soft and silent.

"Haha..." A long laugh suddenly sounded, and four young people appeared on the wall.

The appearance of these four youths is ordinary, which is easy to be overlooked, and requires extra attention to remember.

They looked down at the girls with a playful look on their faces.

Ding Xingqing's face was ugly, and she said coldly, "What are you doing, this is Tianjing!"

"This is indeed Tianjing." A round-faced young man said with a smile: "But this is our private residence. If you want to break into this place privately, we will protect ourselves. This is not too much, right?"

Ding Xingqing sneered: "It's a good plan."

"Haha..." The round-faced young man laughed and said, "Forgot to introduce to you, this is our Senior Brother Ding Aochuan, the elder of our Lingxiao Sect, the youngest elder, and the youngest elder of the Lingxiao Sect in all dynasties. Master."

A square-faced young man nodded lightly, with a reserved and proud expression.

The round-faced young man pointed to another tall and thin young man, and said with a smile, "This is Senior Brother Huang Zhouyuan, and the elder of our Lingxiao Sect, second only to Senior Brother Ding."

"No wonder you Lingxiaomen are so arrogant, it turns out that there are two geniuses." Ding Xingqing suddenly realized.

She has always wondered why Lingxiaomen suddenly became arrogant. Originally, she was not so arrogant and dared to provoke the Jade Butterfly Sect.

It turned out that there were two young geniuses who wanted to become famous in the world, and they wanted to use the Jade Butterfly Sect as a stepping stone.

Ding Aochuan said lightly: "You shouldn't be here today, you should continue to endure it, but after changing the suzerain, it must be the three fires of the new official taking office, don't you want to endure it any longer?"

Ding Xingqing sneered: "Is it because the Lingxiaomen bully people too much, especially weak women, so they are not afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

"Hehe... Weak woman?" Ding Aochuan smiled and shook his head: "Do you think you are a weak woman?"

Huang Zhouyuan said: "You weak women are not weak. If that's the case, then we'll let you go... Put down the sword, kneel on the ground, kowtow three times, and then you can leave."

Long Feifei said: "Junior Sister Ding, why bother with them, just fight!"

"Well, let's fight!" Ding Xingqing had already tried almost, and knew that today is not to please him, and he needs to use the Jiuding Zhen Yuanjue he just learned.

Thinking of this, her eyes shone with cold light, and she said coldly, "Let's wait for our Sect Master's revenge?"

"Hey..., your Sect Master?" The round-faced young man who spoke earlier laughed loudly: "He has dealt with the elders of Divine Sword Peak first, let's talk about it!"

Ding Xingqing waved his hand, and the figures of the six girls flashed.

Long Feifei and her rushed to the six women at the same time, merged into them, formed a petal shape, and drew their swords out of their sheaths.

"Hey, why do you want to humiliate yourself?" The round-faced young man shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Huang?"

Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan waved their hands and motioned them to stand aside. The two of them floated down the wall and swooped towards the girls.

They felt that they should be caught by their own hands. In order to avoid careless capsize, the two of them started together, paying attention to lions and rabbits and using all their strength.

"Om..." The sword light suddenly brightened.

A sword light enveloped the two of them.

The two sneered, their palms shot out, and their figure flashed. Lingxiaomen's unique skills are the body and palm techniques.

The most powerful of the Jade Butterfly Sect is Fei Die Palm, but there are not many disciples who have practiced it, and the rest of the swordsmanship is not systematically inherited, and its power is limited.

Lingxiao Sect is extremely contemptuous of Jade Butterfly Sect, especially after being bullied again and again, Jade Butterfly Sect tolerates them again and again, making them more and more despised.

Even if he reminded himself not to be careless, he still showed contempt in his bones, so he swooped down like this without borrowing from the earth.

"Chi Chi Chi!" Before the two could let go of their aura, they were already stabbed with several swords. After landing, their bodies had been pierced with several blood holes.

The two young men standing on the wall were dumbfounded.

They couldn't believe what they saw: the genius of Lingxiaomen, the youngest two elders, the grand master, were seriously injured by this group of weak women.

It all happened so fast that they wondered if they were blindfolded and hallucinating.

But no matter how hallucinations, it shouldn't be this scene.

Ding Xingqing shouted: "Continue!"

The eight girls were as light as butterflies, moving gracefully, and surrounded the two young people.

Suddenly the sword light soared, dazzling.

"Quick!" The two people at the top of the wall rushed over to help.

The two senior brothers Ding Huang were already injured, and I am afraid that they could not stand the siege of this group of women. They did not want to defeat them, but rescued the two senior brothers.

"Ding ding ding ding..." In the clear voice, it was Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan who swung their palms violently.

Their palms were like gold and iron, and they collided with the tip of the sword, making a continuous sound, like rain hitting bananas.

But their palms were invincible against the group of swords. Although they blocked a lot of swords, they still missed a lot of swords, and they were pierced with several holes again.

Ding Xingqing and the others' sword formations have been improved by Ning Zhenzhen and become more sophisticated. It may be reluctant to deal with top masters, but it is enough to deal with these two.

"Kneel down, or I'll kill you all!" Ding Xingqing shouted tenderly.

Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan would not kneel even if they were dead, gritted their teeth, their eyes were bloodshot, their clothes were blood-stained red, and the smell was pungent.

Their feet already had a large pool of blood, which was rapidly seeping into the soil between the green bricks and the green bricks.

"Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Huang, escape!" The two young men had already fallen into the sword formation and rushed towards a woman recklessly.

They want to use their own bodies to pave a way for Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan.

"Looking for death!" Ding Xingqing sneered: "Abolish them!"

They thought very well, but they didn't expect that the eight girls were in the sword formation, the air was connected, the speed increased greatly, they avoided them lightly, and stabbed them out of blood holes.

Some of these blood holes are in the dantian of the lower abdomen, some are in the sandalwood, some are in the shoulders, and some are in the thighs.

Alone to avoid the position of the heart.

So after they fell to the ground, they were weak and powerless, but they were still alive.

When Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan saw this situation, they were furious, and they waved their palms even more frantically, but it was in vain, they couldn't stop all the swords, and they couldn't hit any girl.

"Stop!" Ding Xingqing shouted tenderly.

The sword formation stopped abruptly.

The eight girls floated out like a butterfly ten feet away.

Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan stood upright, unyielding, staring at them.

Ding Xingqing curled her red lips: "But that's it, Lingxiaomen, hey!"

She immediately clasped her fist: "Sect Master."

Ning Zhenzhen's graceful figure appeared on the opposite wall, she said lightly: "The heat of the sword formation is still a little worse."

They bowed their heads embarrassedly.

Although they exerted astonishing power, they knew that the sword formation had not been mastered yet, and its power was still limited.

"Practice well when you go back, don't be distracted by other things."

"Yes."

"Let them hand over their swords and let them go."

"Yes."

Ning Zhen really walked away.

The girls bowed and saluted, then turned to look at the four of them.

Ding Xingqing pointed to the round-faced young man lying on the ground: "Where's the sword?"

"...In the room." The round-faced young man replied weakly, with a pale face, his eyes dazed.

All this is so bizarre in front of me~www.readwn.com~ Ding Xingqing floated over the wall, and quickly took out a sword, the dark green scabbard, antique.

She nodded with satisfaction: "Abandon the martial arts, break the tendons and hamstrings, let's go."

The eight girls swept past the four people on the ground lightly, and the tip of the sword slid lightly across their hamstrings, hand tendons, and dantian, and then fluttered away, taking away the faint fragrance.

"Bang! Bang!"

Ding Aochuan and Huang Zhouyuan fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

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