Xuanxia

Chapter 221 Liberation
In the River Styx, the Blood Buddha did not move at all.

Even though the river was beating against it madly, it didn't react at all.

Even though the water from the River Styx had stained the Blood Buddha, no new corrosion marks appeared on it. Instead, the previously corroded areas gradually recovered to their original state, and the countless human faces originally under the cassock also disappeared.

"What the hell did Fu do?!"

The Smoker's voice echoed angrily, "Why is this thing getting harder and harder?! I can't stand it anymore!"

"If you can't hold on, don't hold on."

Suddenly, a huge buzzing sound came from the blood Buddha.

The Smoker was startled, and then said in astonishment: "Fu boy?!"

The next second, the blood Buddha suddenly began to change.

It slowly changed from a Buddha into a human being.

The blood color faded, the cassock turned into linen clothes, the face twisted and changed, and finally it completely turned into Fu Qingzhou's appearance!

He sat cross-legged in the River Styx like a new Buddha, his face calm and his brows drooped.

"WTF?!"

The smoker was shocked: "You, you took over his body?!"

Fu Qingzhou blinked his eyes slowly.

"It's not a possession." He said softly, "I just gave him my feelings and pain. He couldn't bear it, so his soul dissipated."

The smoker was shocked and said, "Damn it, he swallowed the souls of so many people, do you think he can't bear it?"

"Is it weird?"

Fu Qingzhou's tone was calm: "He doesn't understand the grief of those people. He only regards their despair and pain as nutrients for his own practice. Do you remember how much bread you have eaten? Do you understand the pain of those breads?"

"He just enjoys it all from a high position... When he really becomes a piece of bread, the chewing and stirring of the teeth and the digestion of the gastric juice will be enough to make him collapse and go crazy."

But the smoker was not listening to any of this, and suddenly chuckled, "Okay, okay, Fu boy, you are quite capable... Now that you have destroyed his spirit, this body should be handed over to me, right?"

As he spoke, the waves of the Styx became more turbulent, as if countless undercurrents were about to arise.

Fu Qingzhou raised a smile: "No."

The smoker was shocked: "Huh?!"

"You should have expected this." Fu Qingzhou's smile gradually lost its half-god, half-Buddha meaning and returned to his original appearance: "I won't let you get a body like this that I can't fight against."

After a moment's silence, the Smoker sneered.

The next second, the Styx began to surge again, with huge waves exploding!
"You said you won't do it?!"

It grinned fiercely and said, "Even Yuan Wu couldn't resist me, how can you?!"

With a loud bang, countless waves rose up into the sky around Fu Qingzhou and came towards him!

He just smiled slightly and slowly stood up from the River Styx.

The huge waves hit him, but there was no reaction at all, and no harm was caused.

"Much ado about nothing, old man."

Fu Qingzhou sneered, "You just used up all your strength, didn't you? What else can you do now except create some momentum?"

"you you……"

The Smoker was shocked: "No matter how weak I am, this is not your own body. How could you possibly..."

"Yuan Wu's practice was the result of countless people's suffering." Fu Qingzhou said calmly, "Now that he is dead, the suffering of those people is still there, and... it is being imposed on me."

"Back off, old man."

He slapped away a huge wave that was coming towards him: "You don't want to break up right now, do you?"

"You, you..." The smoker gritted his teeth.

Fu Qingzhou knew that it had no other tricks left.

If it still wants Yuanwu's body now, the only thing it can use to threaten itself is the "weird curse" that maintains the balance between the two.

But it is not necessary.

One possibility is that the Smoker lifts the curse and Fu Qingzhou hands over Yuan Wu's body. Then Fu Qingzhou will have to face the Smoker who has a body of cave heaven cultivation and countless strange tricks and secrets. He will definitely not agree.

Another possibility is that the smoker used a strange spell to kill Fu Qingzhou, but at this time his soul was not in his original body, but in Yuanwu. If his body died suddenly, Fu Qingzhou could definitely stay here and drive the smoker away.

At that time, it can only return to the jade token in disgrace and then be crushed by a foot.

Although both of them may have some tricks up their sleeves, in the end, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation. "Back off."

Fu Qingzhou advised again: "I can pretend that what happened here today never happened."

"..."

The smoker was silent.

The Styx gradually calmed down, and the huge waves subsided bit by bit.

"alright."

After a while, it sighed unwillingly: "You f*cking won again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the River Styx rolled away. In less than a breath of time, the overwhelming water of the River Styx disappeared without a trace, leaving only a desolate land.

In reality, Hua Wuying, Tang Jiao and Wu Changfeng were still surrounding Fu Qingzhou, trying to figure out why he suddenly started crying, when suddenly something strange happened nearby!
Suddenly, black smoke came out from Yuanwu's facial features, and a strong wind blew!

The three of them were shocked and subconsciously took two steps back.

Then they saw the black smoke swirling up, turning in the air, and drilling into an inconspicuous jade pendant on the ground.

"What is this! Is this Yuan Wu's soul?!"

Wu Changfeng glared and said, "Let me destroy it!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, raised his hand and was about to hit the jade pendant!

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Don't."

It was Fu Qingzhou's voice: "That's mine."

"Brother?!"

"Brother Fu!"

"Hey, Brother Fu?!"

The three people whose attention was attracted by the black smoke just now suddenly turned their heads back!

I saw that Fu Qingzhou had opened his eyes at some point and was smiling. He threw the iron box in his hand aside.

He gently let go of Wu Changfeng's wrist and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for making everyone worried."

"Brother, you're okay!" Tang Jiao's tears burst out instantly. She couldn't hold back any longer. She rushed forward and hugged Fu Qingzhou tightly.

Fu Qingzhou chuckled and patted her on the back.

Wu Changfeng burst into laughter and sat down on the ground.
"Brother Fu, that's great." Hua Wuying heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head, "I almost thought..."

"Stop talking about this."

Fu Qingzhou let go of Tang Jiao and said softly, "I still have one last thing to do."

He took a step forward and came in front of Yuanwu.

At this time, Yuanwu's soul had been destroyed, but his body was still alive. He was breathing, his heart was beating, and his body was still standing still, but the divine light in his pupils was no longer there.

Fu Qingzhou looked at the pair of unfocused eyes and felt it was very strange and bizarre.

At this moment, he actually has a "clone".

The part of himself that contained all the suffering souls in Yuanwu's technique... was actually still in Yuanwu's sea of ​​consciousness, along with that powerful Qi Ran Jue cultivation and a part of his own soul, which also remained there.

If he were to take them back at this moment, his cultivation would be improved unprecedentedly. Not only would he be able to easily break through the sixth realm, he might even be able to directly impact the seventh realm!

But... Fu Qingzhou doesn't want it.

"Let's all go."

He stretched out his hand, placed it on Yuan Wu's head, and whispered, "I promised to help you get rid of it."

The next second, thick white smoke suddenly rose from Yuan Wu's body.

This was ten or a hundred times thicker than the black smoke that had come out of his body before. He seemed to be evaporating, and huge streams of white smoke gushed out from every pore of his body.

There seemed to be countless human faces appearing in the white smoke, but they appeared quickly and disappeared even faster, making it impossible to see their expressions clearly.

Hua Wuying and the other three subconsciously took a few steps back, shocked beyond words.

After a long time, the white smoke finally dissipated, and Yuanwu's skin, which was originally as white as jade, became dry, shriveled, black and yellow, like a piece of dead skin dried by the wind.

His life force finally died, his legs collapsed, and he knelt in front of Fu Qingzhou.

(End of this chapter)