Xuanxia

Chapter 1106 The decisive battle is coming
After breaking camp from Anqiu City and continuing the march, the smoker felt like he was drifting the whole time.

He hummed little songs while eating, sang operas while traveling, and before resting at night he even got two soldiers to play Landlord with him... That's right, it was the Landlord that Fu Qingzhou taught Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao back then. He had no way to do it then and was extremely anxious. Now he can finally try it himself and beat people up.

Fu Qingzhou was not in such a good mood.

He was not worried or sad about anything, but he intuitively felt that a dark cloud was approaching.

After breaking camp from Anqiu City, the Northern Frontier Army continued to move forward, and it wouldn’t be long before they would be close to Xishuo City.

Yes, Xishuo is a province, but within Xishuo Province, there is also a Xishuo City...and the Xishuo Palace is located within it.

Once we get there, the real decisive battle will begin.

In the past two days, Zhao Hao has been out of the camp frequently and brought back a lot of news, such as Ning Wushu and Hong Zhi are leading their troops to join forces, the logistics troops sent by the court are also approaching, and Baihe Zhenren is also approaching with the masters of the Xuanmeng...

Everything points to this final decisive battle.

Logically speaking, no matter how powerful Zhao Liang was, with hundreds of thousands of troops from the Northern Frontier Army and the rebel army, and so many powerful masters besieging him, he would not be able to escape no matter how powerful he was. However, Fu Qingzhou always felt uneasy.

The source of this uneasiness is...

Zhao Liang, it’s too quiet.

Yes, in order to stop the Northern Frontier Army, he sent out tens of thousands of ghost cultivators to set up a ghost formation, and almost trapped Hong Ruohai and others to death inside.

But is this method his limit?

Doesn't he have any other backup plan?
This is Xishuo! This is the territory of the King of Xishuo!
Didn't he have any other preparations?

Would he just...stay quietly in the palace, waiting for his army to gather and besiege him to death?

While thinking, Fu Qingzhou's ears suddenly moved slightly and he heard something.

He tilted his head and felt vibrations in his ears... There was a large group of people approaching!

"The people from Xuanmeng have arrived."

A few steps away, Hong Ruohai on horseback also tilted his head and spoke in a deep voice.

Yes, the people from Xuanmeng have arrived.

Unlike soldiers who need complicated procedures and baggage for marching, all of them are lightly equipped and naturally come the fastest.

Soon, a large group of people appeared in sight and gathered towards the Northern Frontier Army.

As he got closer, Fu Qingzhou saw many familiar faces.

Hua Wuying, Hua Xiaolan, Kua Ye, Master Jingming, Elder Yu, Yuan Zhen...

"Brother Fu!"

From a distance, Hua Wuying, who was riding the same horse with Hua Xiaolan, waved his hand high and smiled.

There were thousands of people from Xuanmeng who came this time, including all the major sects in the martial arts world. Many of them were old acquaintances of Fu Qingzhou. After approaching, these people greeted him first before going to pay their respects to Marshal Hong Ruohai.

Hua Wuying no longer plays the role of Lingjiao of Mingjian Pavilion, but finally returns to Xuanmeng, the alliance he wanted to create all those years ago. It can be seen that he is in a much better mood.

The others were also very excited. They had fought for years and paid countless blood and tears. The recent battle with the Lan family had resulted in heavy casualties. But no matter what, everyone had finally reached this point. Everything was about to end.

There was only one person who made Fu Qingzhou clearly feel that something was wrong.

That is Yuan Zhen.

After coming back this time, Fu Qingzhou had never met Yuan Zhen formally, and the two had never spoken to each other. But when they met again, Yuan Zhen just looked at him silently, clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and said nothing more.

Fu Qingzhou knows the reason.

After finishing the greetings with everyone and setting off again, he rode his horse to Yuan Zhen's side.

"Master Yuan Zhen." Fu Qingzhou said softly, "Are you okay?"

Yuan Zhen glanced at him, lowered his head, and said softly: "Although I know that I have passed away and have attained bliss, I still suffer from the sorrow of death and separation."

He knew why Fu Qingzhou came to see him, so he skipped the conversation and gave the answer.

The Jinchan Temple was destroyed, leaving only Yuanzhen.

He was a young monk from Jinchan Temple who walked the secular world, and he was the attitude that Jinchan Temple gave to Xuanmeng and the world. But now, he became the only lone monk.

As a master of profound Buddhist teachings, he should have seen through the mundane world of life and death and be happy about being reborn in paradise. However, as a human being, he will eventually grieve over the sorrows of life and death.

"I'm not here to persuade you."

Fu Qingzhou exhaled and said, "I just came to tell you one thing... In the Styx Valley, I have already saved Master Huikong and all the monks of the Golden Cicada Temple."

"I know." Yuan Zhen whispered, "Senior Baihe has already told me... I want to thank Master Fu for this."

"No, that's not what I'm saying."

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "They were in great pain before they died."

Yuan Zhen’s body shook.

“I could feel it at the time.”

Fu Qingzhou said calmly, "Master Huikong said that his body was gone, and his soul remained in this world, which only added to his suffering... He looked very painful and uncomfortable at the time. He was killed by Zhao Liang and his soul was imprisoned by him. I think he must have experienced countless tortures."

"The same is true for the other monks in the temple. When their souls were liberated, I felt pain far beyond my imagination. Even... even the people who were killed by Huijue and others with the Blood Sea Robe Power back then, their pain was not even one ten-thousandth of theirs."

"Yuan Zhen..."

His voice became deeper. “They didn’t go to paradise. They were tortured to death. Even their souls can’t rest in peace after death. If they hadn’t met me, they wouldn’t know how long they would have to endure the torture.”

Yuan Zhen pursed her lips tightly and said, "Master Fu, what do you mean by saying this?"

"Do not understand?"

The one who responded to him was Hua Xiaolan.

At some point, she and Hua Wuying had arrived beside the two of them.

She sat on the horse, leaning in Hua Wuying's arms, looking very comfortable and lazy, but with a cold smile on her face: "Fu Qingzhou wants to tell you that although you are a monk, you have to take revenge next."

"revenge."

Yuan Zhen lowered his head and stared: "This is a very unfamiliar word to me."

"Then make it less strange." Hua Wuying said slowly: "Bodhisattva is compassionate, and Vajra is angry. Master Yuanzhen, you can't just be a Bodhisattva and not a Vajra."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Brother Hua is still very educated."

"I have walked the same path that Master Yuan Zhen has walked." Hua Wuying smiled at him and said, "Sometimes, if you want to save more people, you have to kill them."

Hua Wuying's last two sentences really touched Yuan Zhen.

He rode on the horse, raised his head and looked into the sky.

"Once upon a time, I thought I was well versed in Buddhism and had transcendent wisdom."

The clouds in the sky were reflected in Yuan Zhen’s pupils: “I cherish all life and reject all death. I believe in the three thousand lotus worlds and the nine thousand nine hundred changes of reality and illusion. I believe that my body is in this world and my wisdom is outside of it, but I have forgotten the most fundamental thing…”

"There are evil people in this world."

"Eliminate all evil."

(End of this chapter)