Xuanxia

Chapter 1063 Suspicion

"In the River Styx?"

Zhao Liang suddenly sneered when he heard this: "You want to deceive me?"

Fu Qingzhou remained calm: "How can you say it's a lie? The death energy in the Styx is so strong that it is the best place for countless ghost cultivators to practice. Your Majesty, didn't you also intercept a section of the Styx water and mix it into the stream for your men to practice?"

Hearing this, Zhao Liang was slightly startled, but soon laughed again: "I didn't expect you to know this... Yes, the death energy of the Styx water is a treasure for ghost cultivators to practice, but the Styx is different."

"This is the source of the Styx. Without extremely powerful ghost skills and special magic weapons, once a person steps into it, his soul will be washed away by the water of the Styx. Do you think that this king doesn't know this?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes were slightly strange.

King Xishuo knows a lot.

"I don't know where you heard that, Your Majesty."

Fu Qingzhou crossed his arms and said, "The water of the Styx can indeed wash away one's soul, but it's not strong enough to this extent... Of course, if you don't want to take a dip, forget it, but I won't add any extra chips."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Liang waved his hand and said: "This king will eventually step into the waters of the Styx, but... This king must first see the complete Styx Nine Revolutions Divine Art and obtain the formation here!"

"Then, what about your bound soul?" Fu Qingzhou asked back.

Zhao Liang sneered.

"The villain is always worried, the gentleman is open and honest, this king keeps his word."

He raised his hand, and the white mist behind him rose up again!
Fu Qingzhou's pupils narrowed.

Countless eerie and painful Buddhist chants suddenly rang out in the white mist. The faces of monks popped out from the white mist. Those Buddha hands with bloodshot eyes were still swaying, and it was impossible to tell which hand belonged to which monk. They were just struggling to leave.

"If the king thinks about it, they can all leave."

Zhao Liang said leisurely: "So, what about everything you promised?"

Fu Qingzhou kept his expression unchanged and snapped his fingers vigorously.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and black fog surged.

With a snap of his fingers, the martial arts that Aiguli sent would become nine true and one false.

Of course, it was impossible for her to change the content of the martial arts without letting others find any flaws. Most of these things were done with the help of Fu Qingzhou - not now, but in the Yuan family.

Fu Qingzhou had been preparing for this since the first time he came to Beiyi with the fake soul ball.

Of course, he himself did not practice the Styx Nine Revolutions Divine Art, not because of the Natural Art. The Natural Art inherited the will of the Heavenly Dao and was extremely inclusive, but Fu Qingzhou was not sure whether he would become spooky after practicing it. If so, Zhao Liang would see through it and it would be difficult to deceive him.

Soon, the modified Styx Nine Revolutions Divine Art was spread out in front of Zhao Liang!

The trick that Guo Jing and Huang Rong used to deceive Ouyang Feng works at any time.

“You can watch it if you want.”

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Ning Wuwang, if you want to see it, then take a look."

"I'm not interested." Ning Wuwang said coldly: "I just want to know how you are going to fulfill your promise to me."

Master Baihe just stood there with his arms crossed, watching calmly.

Zhao Liang read very quickly.

His pupils followed the black words of the martial arts technique in front of him as he read them quickly. At the same time, his aura began to increase sharply!
Of course, the same thing applies... no one knows whether it is him or the soul of the "late emperor" in him.

Fu Qingzhou watched quietly.

He suddenly thought of something.

If...if, when the smoker had just woken up and his memory was still unstable, he really "took over" me and possessed me, would this situation have happened?

He had always believed that possession meant that someone else's soul took over his body, but so far, he had never seen such a situation... Even with so many ghost cultivators under King Xishuo's command, no one could do this.

The only similar case was Huo Yaer. But she was a little special, because the soul that had stayed in the tomb of the founder of Qiluo Palace for decades was originally Huo Yaer's own.

So, what exactly is the matter of possessing another's body?

Could it be like Zhao Liang? He looked exactly like his past self, nothing special, but his body and soul were bound to his "brother" and were controlled by the "previous emperor".

"Why are there some places blocked..."

As Zhao Liang was practicing, he suddenly frowned.

His eyes passed through the floating black characters and looked at Fu Qingzhou: "Is there something wrong with this technique?!"

"If you can't practice it, then there's something wrong with you, right?"

Fu Qingzhou folded his hands and sneered, "Do you really think you are a genius who knows everything? You can reach the selfless realm just by looking at it? Why don't you go to heaven?"

"Humph……"

Zhao Liang didn't say any more.

Fu Qingzhou was right. How could one master a martial art immediately after practicing it without any obstacles?

What's more, it is such an extremely magical skill that contains the great principles of life and death and reincarnation.

"Your Majesty, we don't have any skills here to watch you figure it out."

At this time, Master Baihe spoke coldly: "You want to fight through this bottleneck for half a year or a year, and we have to stand with you for half a year or a year too?"

"Then let's stop today."

Zhao Liang was very decisive. He stopped practicing and formed a strange and twisted hand seal with his hands in front of his chest. The white mist behind him suddenly dissipated, and the eerie Buddhist chanting echoing in the monks' souls immediately became melodious and relaxed... They were liberated.

The figures of those monks, along with thousands of cold white Buddha's hands, collapsed and dissolved.

Fu Qingzhou let out a long sigh.

In this way, the souls of Master Huikong and other monks in Jinchan Temple were finally liberated.

But... Zhao Liang's sins are far from being eliminated.

"Now, hand over the Styx Valley formation to me."

Zhao Liang said leisurely.

"Okay."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Please."

He made a gesture of invitation, and the object of the invitation was the stone tablet: "The core of the formation is this stone."

However, Zhao Liang frowned slightly at this time.

"First you were eager to persuade me to enter the Styx, but now you have no hesitation in asking me to explore the formation?"

He sneered: "I don't believe you would be so kind."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "My Lord, you like to say Confucian maxims, so I'll say one too... You are judging others by your own standards."

"Everyone knows that you, Fu Qingzhou, like to use tricks. This king is not stupid."

Zhao Liang said proudly: "What you urged me to do before but ignored now is actually important to you; what you pretended not to mention before and now urge me to do it while my mind is relaxed is dangerous."

Fu Qingzhou's face turned cold.

"Your Highness is too suspicious." He said in a deep voice: "I, Fu Qingzhou, like to use tricks, but I will not mess up what I promised."

"Anyway, now the formation and the Styx belong to me. I can use them however I like."

Zhao Liang let out a sinister laugh, his body turned into white mist, rose up, and rushed past several people, heading towards the River Styx!

(End of this chapter)