Xuanxia

Chapter 185: Foreign Evil Invasion
Fanu's monk's room was very simple, and its appearance was somewhat unexpected to Fu Qingzhou.

When he had seen the description of this man before, he thought that Fanu would be a nine-foot-tall, muscular man.

But the monk in the room at this moment... was clearly thin and small.

At first glance, the monk who was sitting on the bed and coughing violently against the wall was probably a head shorter than Fu Qingzhou. He was so thin that his bones were visible, and his skin was shiny dark. He looked like a hard laborer.

But he has a pair of thick and straight eyebrows, and a pair of severely protruding and fierce tiger eyes under his eyebrows, which will make people subconsciously feel fear.

"Senior Brother Fanu?" Fu Qingzhou called out tentatively.

The monk looked up at him, stopped coughing, and said in a hoarse voice, "Put the pills on the table and get out."

Fu Qingzhou had a calm expression and said nothing. He just placed the blood pill that belonged to Fa Nu on the table.

Before turning away and closing the door, he suddenly spoke softly.

"Brother, from the sound of your cough and the look on your face, you are probably suffering from an external invasion of evil. Your Qi and blood are out of balance, and your meridians and acupoints are blocked... You should rest more recently and take some Qi-nourishing and blood-nourishing foods."

Fa Nu looked over suddenly, his eyes filled with alertness.

Fu Qingzhou didn't say anything else. He closed the door and left.

"that's it?"

The smoker was confused in his mind: "You want to win his trust, just say this? Don't say more?"

"Didn't you see his wary look?" Fu Qingzhou shook his head and said, "When this person found out someone mentioned his illness, his first reaction was not to ask for their opinion, but to suspect that the other person had other intentions. If I talk to him more now, it will only backfire."

"I see..." The Smoker asked, "So what are you going to do?"

"Um……"

Fu Qingzhou pondered for a while and asked, "With the conditions in this temple, can you make some medicine that can alleviate his symptoms? It doesn't have to be a cure, even if it's just temporary suppression."

"Hiss, you're making this quite difficult?" The Smoker laughed and said, "But this is certainly not a problem for me - but I have a request."

Fu Qingzhou had expected this: "You say."

"You promised me before that you would give me a good jade after this matter is done."

The smoker smiled with satisfaction: "But now I feel it is not enough."

Fu Qingzhou's eyebrows jumped: "What else do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I'm not thinking about taking over your body now." The smoker laughed sinisterly, "Qi Ran Jue is too weird, I don't dare to touch it... But, you see, there are many people with good talents in this temple..."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened immediately: "You want to take over their houses?!"

“You can pick one.”

The smoker laughed extremely sinisterly: "Anyway, these people are all evil people, you won't feel bad if they die. Although they practiced evil skills and have serious health problems, what if one or two of them are gifted?"

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

"how?"

The smoker sneered, "Are you worried that I will bring disaster to the world after I have a body?"

"I'm not afraid of that." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "You can still exert some strength with the soul of Xuanxing in the gem; but if you really get into a physical body, you will have to start from scratch. If you mess around, I will kill you first."

"You can pick whatever you want. I don't believe you can pick a good body among these monks."

He said calmly: "Okay, I promised you, help me?"

"Okay, okay, no problem!" The Smoker was in a good mood: "Refine the medicine is simple. You still have half of the pills to distribute, right? Scrape some of the powder off each pill and keep it. I can use it."

Fu Qingzhou glared: "Is that all?"

"You said so. It's enough to temporarily suppress and relieve his symptoms." The smoker said with a smug smile, "Some of these pills are for strengthening the body and replenishing the essence, and some are for increasing essence, blood and energy. If I re-blend and distribute them, and add some small magic that no one can detect, how difficult will it be to come up with something new for him?"

Fu Qingzhou shook his head helplessly.

It's a pity that I wasted too much time copying books in the two years on Mount Langhuan. Otherwise, I would have read a few more medical books and wouldn't have to ask for help at this time...

Regarding the fact that the smoker was planning to take over the body of the monk from the Fanyin Temple...

Although he agreed, he had other plans in mind.

This guy would suddenly make such a request, maybe he already has a candidate in mind.

But although he agreed, he didn't say that he wouldn't let me cheat... When we launch a general attack on Fanyin Temple, wouldn't it be better to not give it the chance to take over the body and kill these evil monks first?
Of course, we can talk about this later, there’s no rush.

When distributing the remaining pills, Fu Qingzhou quietly scraped some powder off each pill as the smoker had said.

There was no apparent difference between these scraped pills, but a little bit adds up to a lot, and by the time he had delivered the last pill, he had already quietly accumulated a handful of medicine powder in his hand.

After dinner that day, Fu Qingzhou did not return to the disciple room. Instead, he used the excuse that the room was stuffy and he wanted to get more fresh air, and came to the small open space behind the disciple room alone.

"Here's the powder."

He placed the small box of powdered medicine and the jade pendant that the smoker hid in together: "It's up to you."

The smoker didn't waste any words. The jade pendant trembled slightly, and a whirlwind blew up around it, blowing up all the medicinal powder in the box.

Amidst the faint fluctuations of the spirit, the medicinal powders quickly merged and reorganized. Within a few breaths, they turned into a black pill and fell back into the box.

Fu Qingzhou held the pill in front of his eyes and looked at it, frowning.

It’s so ugly… black, rough, and not even spherical. It looks like a boiled lion’s head.

"Is that all?" he asked.

The Smoker responded, "What else? You are a lay disciple. Let alone an alchemy furnace, do you have your own medicine stove? Do you think you can make a beautiful pill?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "That's right, that's very thoughtful."

He put the pill away, thought for a moment, and walked straight towards the monk's room where Fanu was.

"We're going tonight?"

The smoker was startled.

Fu Qingzhou said as a matter of course: "Of course. During the time of distributing resources every afternoon, if I waste a lot of time talking to Fanu and others don't receive the goods, I will be in trouble again... It's better to save some trouble."

He didn't care whether harassing his senior brother in the middle of the night would cause trouble or not, he just had to do it.

The Fanyin Temple is very quiet under the night sky, but occasionally when you pass by some small courtyards or monks' rooms, you can hear the sounds of monks practicing.

These monks are really diligent in their practice...

This makes sense, as those who can enter the Fanyin Temple are those who are willing to risk their lives for spiritual practice.

Presumably, they were not all vicious and evil people originally, but unfortunately, after Yuanwu's brainwashing and years of slaughter, the blood on their hands could no longer be washed clean.

Soon, Fu Qingzhou stood in the courtyard where Fanu lived.

This time, there was no coughing in the room... because Fanu was not in the room.

Just as Fu Qingzhou walked into the yard, a cold blade was already placed on his neck.

"Tell me, what is your intention?"

The cold and sinister voice of Fa Nu came from behind him: "Think carefully and speak carefully. If you say something wrong, your head will fall off."

(End of this chapter)