Xuanxia

Chapter 1010 The End of the Mist
In the alchemy room of the Sword Academy.

“It’s getting better!”

Wu Lian, who had been staring at Zhao Yuan, was the first to speak. His eyes lit up and his old voice was full of excitement: "The emperor's spirit is getting better!"

Zhenren Baihe, Dong Qianran and other cave-heaven powerful men also showed joy in their eyes.

They had also felt it a long time ago, but they were doing their best to maintain Zhao Yuan's life and could not speak freely.

After all, their true essence does not have the exaggerated vitality like Fu Qingzhou's natural secret, and it cannot be used to treat people with ease.

At this time, the soul in Zhao Yuan's body had stopped its continuous shrinking and weakening. Although it was still very weak, it finally stopped sliding towards the abyss of death.

Just at this moment, Fu Qingzhou's lifeless eyes suddenly regained their spirit.

"give it to me!"

As soon as his soul returned to his body, he shouted out loud, then without hesitation, activated the Natural Secret Art, flew up, and pointed a finger at Zhao Yuan's forehead!

The overwhelming power surged into Zhao Yuan's soul, and everyone present could clearly feel that the soul was recovering and growing stronger bit by bit...

"What an amazing power!"

Master Baihe's pupils shrank: "Its healing effect on the soul is even greater than that on the body!"

“There is actually such a technique in the world…” Wu Lian frowned and said, “That Wu Yan’s Lingshu Qiyuan Dafa is already amazing enough, but its healing effect on others is quite limited, and its effect on practitioners above the Cave Heaven Realm is also minimal, not to mention the soul, but this kid Fu…”

Now that Wu Yan has joined the Xuan League, Master Wu naturally knows him.

"This breath also has the meaning of infinite true immortal power."

Master Jingming closed his eyes and felt it, "But it is much more powerful and profound... There is such a miraculous skill in the world..."

After that, there were no more surprises.

As time passed and the day grew darker, Zhao Yuan finally opened his eyes.

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up slightly, he grabbed him and flew back to the ground from above the alchemy furnace.

"Alright, alright!" Wu Lian was overjoyed: "Turn off the furnace! Turn it off immediately! There's no need to waste the remaining natural treasures!"

Everyone: "..."

The rest of the things were much simpler. Zhao Yuan woke up. Although he was still extremely weak, at least he had recovered and was conscious. All the masters present could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

True Man Baihe was unwilling to enter the palace, so he took the masters of Xuanmeng to temporarily take charge of the capital's security. Only Dong Qianran and Fu Qingzhou accompanied Zhao Yuan back to the palace.

When they passed the imperial garden and arrived at the palace where the previous emperor had died, Fu Qingzhou and Zhao Yuan looked at each other with complicated expressions.

But before they could speak, a cry of surprise was heard not far away.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The two turned their heads and saw Li Jingzhe jogging towards them.

He didn't care about Dong Qianran and Fu Qingzhou at all. He suddenly knelt on one knee in front of Zhao Yuan, and said with great regret: "I failed to protect Your Majesty and caused Your Majesty to be seriously injured. I deserve to die! But Your Majesty, you are okay now, that's good..."

Zhao Yuan perked up and said with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Lord Li... Don't worry, I don't blame you. I've asked you to take good care of me in Mingjian Pavilion these years... How's the situation in the capital?"

"Your Majesty, the cabinet chief, Lord Yan, is currently leading all officials to take over the work left behind by the aristocratic family, and is temporarily unable to come to see you."

"As for the people from the aristocratic families, almost all of them have fled."

As soon as he got to the point, Li Jingzhe immediately suppressed his panic and regret, and said solemnly: "The remaining people who failed to escape are not very important. They have all been controlled by Mingjian Pavilion and imprisoned in Hell."

"They are really...well prepared."

Zhao Yuan waved his hand and said, "Alright, just make the arrangements. I want to have a few words with Fu... Fu Aiqing."

"His Majesty."

Dong Qianran said softly, "Your body has not recovered yet, so you'd better rest more first."

"Dean, don't worry." Zhao Yuan smiled at her: "My life was saved by Lord Fu. With him here, I will be fine."

Fu Qingzhou also smiled and said, "Yeah, don't worry, if it doesn't work, I'll give him some more energy."

This was indeed the truth, and since the emperor had spoken, Dong Qianran could not say anything else and could only nod. Fu Qingzhou helped Zhao Yuan into the bedroom alone, lit the oil lamp, and the two looked at each other, then laughed.

"That's outrageous."

Zhao Yuan said helplessly: "We are all time travelers. You have become the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. You are extremely talented and powerful at such a young age... But I can't practice at all. I can only rely on the sword of punishment or the scabbard of the king sword to save face. What's the reason for this?"

"You should be content."

Fu Qingzhou came to the table and sat down, pouring himself a cup of tea: "You are the emperor, the most powerful person in the world! Others who want to be an emperor have to wear a yellow robe and start with a bowl, or run to Xuanwu Gate to make a living... What about you?"

"That's what I said..."

Zhao Yuan came to the bed and half-lay down, resting his head on his hands, and said slowly: "But the real question is, why did we travel through time?"

Fu Qingzhou hummed softly.

There is absolutely no such coincidence in the world.

An old criminal policeman had only two sons in his life, one biological and one adopted. Did they both travel through time?

"Our time travel doesn't have anything to do with my dad, does it?"

Zhao Yuan asked tentatively: "But how could he be involved in such a thing?"

"I don't know. At least for now, we have no way of knowing."

Fu Qingzhou drank up the tea in the cup and said in a deep voice: "As for the clues... I have read your memories of traveling through time, and there is nothing special about them. As for me, when I first traveled to this world, I was directly in a deep mountain forest. There was no one around me. It doesn't seem like someone did it on purpose..."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "Perhaps it takes time to travel through time? For example, if we do something to our original bodies, we will travel through time after a certain period of time..."

Fu Qingzhou poured another cup of tea and began to think.

What Zhao Yuan described is, of course, possible.

The question is, who in this world has this ability?
Ning Baimei? The Smoker? Or someone else? Do they know that there is another world? Or... is it the person who secretly took away his Xuanxing Divine Iron? To this day, Fu Qingzhou still doesn't understand who that person is.

still have a question……

"If this is really man-made, it may be understandable that he chose you. After all, you are the crown prince and the future Emperor Yan. He can use your identity to do many things."

Fu Qingzhou frowned and said, "What about me? What's so special about me?"

Zhao Yuan's eyes widened: "The incarnation of Heaven, isn't this special?"

Fu Qingzhou was slightly stunned.

"yes……"

He murmured, "I have always thought that my traveling through time and space was related to the birth of the power of heaven. Could it be that it has nothing to do with it? Was my original body special? Did someone take advantage of the traveling through time and space to seize the legendary Buddha's son, ancestral spirit... or something?"

The two looked at each other again, and this time, their eyes were filled with fear.

What kind of person can do all this?
"still have a question."

Fu Qingzhou added: "Even if this person really has some purpose, if we don't know him at all, what's the point of him doing this?"

Zhao Yuan's pupils shrank: "You don't mean that my dad did all this?!"

"This... is too outrageous, but this speculation is logical." Fu Qingzhou held his head and said with difficulty: "How else can it make sense? The only intersection between the two of us in our previous lives was him..."

But there are too many doubts here.

When Zhao Yuan traveled through time, Fu Qingzhou hadn't even met his godfather. How could an ordinary old criminal policeman have such ability?

As for when Fu Qingzhou traveled through time, his godfather had already passed away...

Everything is wrong!

"Don't think about that for now."

Fu Qingzhou sighed: "I may have a little clue about these questions, but I'm not sure if I can find the answer... For now, let's solve the problem at hand first."

(End of this chapter)