Xuanxia

Chapter 1105 The Third Way
In the end, Zhao Hao was unable to eat at the restaurant.

After walking around the city twice, the Northern Frontier Army's order spread, requiring everyone to return to the camp for reorganization. After an hour, they broke camp and continued their journey.

Zhao Hao is no longer a spiritual dragon, but an "ordinary" soldier in the army. Ever since he had a conversation with Zhao Liang by the lake that day, he has made up his mind to personally hold a sword and gun and "conquer" Xishuo.

He can't lead troops, so he can't be a general.

He doesn't understand military tactics, so he doesn't serve as a military advisor.

Then, he would naturally be a lone scout in normal times and a special soldier who would take up his sword and mount his horse in times of war.

The army broke camp and Zhao Hao also left in a hurry.

So, Fu Qingzhou returned to his previous place... When he opened the door, he was shocked!
The smoker was actually sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a surge of spiritual energy in his body!
He was slightly suspended above the bed, and although the aura circulating around his body was still very weak, at most at the third or fourth level of spiritual awareness, but... there was actually a real spiritual energy surging back and forth in his body!
"This is?!"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked!
Isn't the old ghost a useless person?! Hasn't his meridians withered, his Dantian scrapped, and his acupoints blocked?!

How come I can practice it all of a sudden?

And how long have you been away?

Is he already in the third realm? The fourth realm?
There was no need to think too much. It must be that what he had just said about the "Blood Sea Robe" and "Buddhist Dharma and Ghost Dharma" had awakened the old ghost and made him realize something.

What on earth is this thing?
What could allow an old ghost who had lost all his power to regain his strength?
Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up slightly, and he stood there, watching quietly.

Outside the house, soldiers from the Northern Frontier Army kept coming and going, shaking the ground and the roof tiles.

Inside the house, the smoker was sitting cross-legged alone, and his aura began to change - it was similar to the characteristics after breaking through the fourth realm and practicing the martial arts, which was equivalent to the internal breath of the martial arts having attributes.

"It turns out... it's not ghost energy or death energy?" Fu Qingzhou's pupils narrowed.

What gradually emerges in the smoker is "reincarnation".

The breath of reincarnation.

Fu Qingzhou could feel that the aura of his body, which had already been decayed and withered, became as fresh as new spring buds as it flowed...even the appearance of the smoker began to change!

His body began to shrink, becoming like a teenager, and his old and ugly appearance also shrank, transforming into a teenager with a cold and determined face.

But it’s not over yet.

The smoker started to "grow up" again.

The boy soon turned into a young man. The edges of his face became angular, and the fresh and youthful energy in him turned into maturity and stability.

"Tsk, when the old ghost was young, he was still quite respectable."

Fu Qingzhou said with a sigh, "He looks like this, and he told me that he has had many women. It's still somewhat credible."

But the smoker is still changing.

He changed from a young man to a middle-aged man, from a middle-aged man to a middle-aged man, and from a middle-aged man to an old man... In the midst of the changes, he turned back to his previous appearance.

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

It's still not over.

The smoker's appearance and breath kept cycling, changing from an old man to a young man and then old again over and over again, at an increasingly faster speed, and the "boundary" became increasingly wider.

The so-called boundary is the age range of each change.

In his first reincarnation, he simply became a teenager. After that, his age at each "rebirth" became visibly younger, and he began to develop towards the age of under ten years old.

Likewise, when he got older, he looked older than Fu Qingzhou usually saw him. He even started to lose his hair and teeth, and his face was filled with wrinkles...

Getting older is another matter, but the situation of getting younger and younger makes Fu Qingzhou think of Jinchan Temple.

Huixin, Huijue, Huikong... These powerful people with the word "Hui" in their names will become younger and younger after experiencing "metamorphosis" time and time again. When Huikong reached the second level of Xuanxing, he was already a little novice monk of seven or eight years old.

Did the technique that the Smoker was practicing at this time really incorporate Buddhist teachings?

But...he understands Buddhism?
Or is it that real Buddhist teachings and ghost teachings actually lead to the same destination?
As the breath of reincarnation circulated, the power of the smoker was also increasing.

Of course, the speed of climbing was not alarmingly fast. After a while, the smoker's "newborn" appearance was only two or three years old, almost a baby, and in his "old age" he was almost a skinny, half-dead old man, almost a skeleton.

Even at this point, his aura had not yet reached the level of the sixth realm.

"call……"

It was around this time that the smoker let out a long breath.

As he exhaled, thick gray mist flowed out from his mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and even the pores of his skin, quickly spreading all over his body and enveloping him. "It's not black, nor is it white... It's actually, gray?"

Fu Qingzhou murmured.

This cloud of gray fog did not exist for long.

In just a moment, they were like ink blending into the sea, quickly diluted by the air and dissipated into nothingness - and at this time, the Smoker finally ended his training.

He actually looked a little younger than before. He no longer looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, but had become a middle-aged man in his fifties or sixties. He had fewer wrinkles and his skin was no longer so dry and old.

Then he opened his eyes and grinned...

"Wahahahahahaha!"

The smoker raised his hands and laughed, "It's done! Grandpa, I've done it!"

But just as he started laughing, he saw Fu Qingzhou standing not far away with his arms folded across his chest, smiling.

"Oh my god!"

The smoker was shocked: "Didn't you go out?"

"Can't I come back?" Fu Qingzhou said with a smile: "What have you realized, old man? Can a dead tree sprout new buds?"

"Hey, I really told you the right thing."

The smoker grinned: "It's like a dead tree sprouting new buds."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows.

“Life and death are two sides of the same coin. Some people are trapped by the smell of money, some people cut the knot, and I let it rust into a ravine in my palm…”

The smoker smiled and stretched out his hand, shaking it lightly: "Bone gives birth to lotus, life and death go hand in hand, Fu boy, do you understand?"

Fu Qingzhou understood.

His pupils contracted, and he murmured, "Can life and death coexist like this?"

"of course can."

The smoker smiled even more proudly: "Ghost magic uses death to refine life, and seeks the method of eternal life from the dead body's soul; Buddhism uses life to refine death, and uses suffering and compassion to temper the body and mind of the living to the extreme, but for the sake of the afterlife and bliss..."

"They both end up in the same place through different paths, so isn't that... life and death?"

Fu Qingzhou opened his mouth wide.

Is it still possible, like this?
He suddenly understood why the Smoker could become the lord of the Styx Valley.

In the past, the smoker had no physical body and was just a ghost with messed up memories. He was not a "complete body" at all. Only after returning to the physical body, he became his true self, the real Cang Yun.

And this Cang Yun is probably the greatest genius of all time!

Inspired by the River Styx, he created a variety of ghost techniques, headed by the Nine Turns of the River Styx, and he is the ancestor of all ghost techniques!

He could not achieve selflessness, not because he lacked talent, but because ghost magic was a new path. On this path, Cang Yun, like the Taoist and Buddha in real mythology, was the pioneer of the great way!
However, he arrived too late, and before he could make his own way, he was surrounded and attacked.

But even so, he could still see the specialness of the crazy woman Jiang Lingyun, and helped her to forge the Heavenly Dao Sword, and used this sword to kill the three selfless people!
now……

Today, Yan Gui and Cang Yun, having only heard that "Buddhism and ghost laws are different paths but the same destination", realized the so-called "life and death together" method within just a few hours!
"so……"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Can you return to the top?"

"Oh my, it's not that simple." The smoker said this, but the pride on his face could no longer be hidden, and his mouth was grinning from ear to ear: "I haven't figured it out yet, otherwise I wouldn't stop here... Give me a little more time, a little more time."

"Damn it, if I had known this path existed, why would I bother with the Heavenly Dao Divine Sword? Isn't this path better? The third path besides Xuan Xing and Wei Wo! Baahahahahahaha—I am invincible! I am a genius to the extreme, hahahahahaha!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled.

But before he could fade his smile, he suddenly felt a little depressed.

Buddhist law, ghost law... This sentence was said by Zhao Liang.

The Smoker was able to figure out the third way, so what about the "Lord"?

That white ghost is so powerful...

Could it be because of this?
It is precisely because it has the realization of "life and death together" that it is able to be different from others and find and intercept the Styx...

(End of this chapter)