Xuanxia

Chapter 294 Yuan Zhen's Visit
That night, Fu Qingzhou did not stay at the Wulin Alliance headquarters, but returned to the inn.

There was no other reason, he just needed to hand over Zuo Lamei's ashes to Lin Qu.

When taking the ashes, Lin Qu didn't say anything. He just bowed deeply to Fu Qingzhou, said a few words of thanks, and soon burst into tears again.

When saying goodbye for the last time, Lin Qu only left one sentence.

"Brother Fu, advancing to the top 100 is the first step in rebuilding the Xingchen Tower."

He wiped away his tears and said firmly: "Please believe me, I will definitely do it!"

After seeing Lin Qu off, Fu Qingzhou himself was very tired. He fell on the bed and wanted to sleep, but his brain was extremely excited and he couldn't fall asleep.

"Old thing."

Annoyed, he asked, "Did you watch the whole competition today?"

"Nonsense, what else would I be doing there?" The smoker said lazily, "Don't mention it, your competition is quite interesting."

Fu Qingzhou said softly: "What are the interesting ones? Tell me about them?"

"I don't bother to look at most people...but your Jiaojiao is different from what you usually see."

The smoker laughed and said, "This girl is decisive and fierce in killing. She is a good candidate for the underworld!"

"Oh?"

Fu Qingzhou became interested: "What did she do?"

"She..." The Smoker said leisurely, "At the beginning, she had no teammates and was surrounded. She showed weakness at first, then took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to launch a surprise attack and killed all the enemies."

"After that, she found a team, pretended to be innocent, called them "sister" sweetly, and took the initiative to help them bear many enemy attacks. However, she knew these people's faces very well in private... When those people wanted to plot against her, she killed them without mercy."

“In the end, she encountered a strange beast. Although her cultivation and strength were not strong, she still managed to survive. At the last moment, she had no way to escape. She even sacrificed her legs to lure the strange beast to open its mouth. At the moment when her legs were bitten by the strange beast, she pierced the flying sword into the mouth of the strange beast and killed it - it was so powerful!”

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tang Jiao actually has such a character...

No wonder her eyes were red when I saw her in the afternoon.

She only broke one hand in the illusion, and her left hand was in great pain when she came out; she actively put her legs into the mouth of the monster while she was inside, and had to stay awake to kill the monster. She must have been in even greater pain and discomfort when she came out.

"Besides Tang Jiao, the people you've met recently are also quite interesting."

The Smoker laughed and said, "Especially Yuan Zhen... He is a little different from the monks you have seen before."

Fu Qingzhou became interested when he heard it: "How is it different?"

"Except for the time when he was besieged by Qiu Chan and her men and had to flee shortly after the start, he was saving people the rest of the time." The Smoker said leisurely, "He not only saved people who were besieged, but also saved people who were chased by strange beasts because they had not fought with anyone for a long time."

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "Ah?"

"Surprised?"

The Smoker laughed and said, "He was still talking to Ning Wushu about something... God is merciful."

Fu Qingzhou was confused: "What is going on? That's an illusion, not reality?"

"Yes, that's what Ning Wushu said."

As the smoker spoke, his voice suddenly became distant: "But the monk said, how do you know that the mountains and forests here are illusions, and the world of Dayan is reality? Perhaps this is our true self, and the outside world is just an illusion?"

"Wait..." Fu Qingzhou listened to its tone and said strangely: "You can't think that what he said makes sense, right?"

"Why doesn't it make sense?"

The Smoker said calmly, "Do you know what an illusion is? Why do you think we are in reality? Who knows if we are not a bigger illusion?"

Fu Qingzhou frowned: "When did you become a third-rate philosopher? What's the point of thinking about these crap?"

"Hey."

The smoker laughed disdainfully, "I am Xuan Xing, and there are so many things to be enlightened. If you ask me, the monk's idea is quite interesting. His future is limitless."

Fu Qingzhou shook his head.

He found this kind of thing a bit boring.

There is naturally the story of "Zhuang Zhou Dreaming of the Butterfly" in the previous life. Many novels and movies have also written about the ending where the protagonist finds out that everything was just a dream after completing the whole story.

Even after he traveled through time, he would wonder if he was trapped in a strange dream from which he could not wake up. But now he no longer dwelled on these things. Since he was living in the present, he should live well in the present. Thinking about such things would only cause him unhappiness.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Fu Qingzhou sighed in boredom: "It's so annoying. I wanted to listen to something interesting to help me sleep, but now I feel more energetic..."

But if what the smoker said was true, Yuan Zhen was indeed different from the monk from the Fanyin Temple that he had met before.

He actually chose to save people in such a competition?
In addition, during the previous competition, this monk seemed to be quite reasonable and even reminded himself to be careful many times. Could it be that a good monk appeared in Jinchan Temple?

"Eh? That monk is here?"

At this moment, the smoker suddenly laughed and said, "Whoever you name is here."

Fu Qingzhou was startled, and then he heard a knock on the door.

He thought about it and decided that he couldn't sleep anyway, so he simply turned over, sat up, lit the oil lamp and opened the door.

The smoker was right, the person outside the door was Yuan Zhen.

He clasped his hands together, still carrying his broadsword. Seeing Fu Qingzhou opening the door, Yuan Zhen smiled and bowed gently: "Donor, please forgive me for disturbing you so late at night."

"What's the matter?" Fu Qingzhou asked puzzledly.

Yuan Zhen raised his head and said with a smile: "I have something to give you and something to ask of you."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and invited him into the room.

Yuan Zhen walked slowly into the room, sat down at the table, then took out a yellowed, worn book from his arms and placed it on the table.

Fu Qingzhou sat down opposite him, but did not reach out to take it. He just asked, "What is this?"

"This is the notes I have taken personally based on my experience of practicing swordsmanship in the temple day and night for more than ten years."

Yuan Zhen smiled and said, "Besides the incomplete Mingwang sword that the donor has learned, and the Avici Sanmie that I demonstrated the other day, there are two other unique sword techniques in the temple."

Fu Qingzhou was shocked when he heard this: "What do you mean? You want to give me the four great sword techniques of Jinchan Temple?!"

"good."

Yuan Zhen nodded and said, "I learned from you three moves that day, and today I learned about your heroic deeds in the illusion. I know that your character and cultivation are very suitable and can match the four great sword techniques of my temple."

Fu Qingzhou frowned.

He took the book and opened it.

It can be seen that this book must have been turned thousands of times. The pages are already torn. The handwriting at the front is still a bit childish, as if written by a child, and the wording is also stumbling. But at the back, the handwriting is much more beautiful and square, and the wording is much more fluent.

This really seems like something that a person has memorized bit by bit since childhood.

As for the contents inside, he naturally did not have the time to read it carefully at this time, but after a quick glance, he found that it did record a lot of experience about various exquisite sword techniques.

Not only that, before Yuan Zhen recorded his experience in each sword technique, he also carefully wrote down the secret formula of the sword technique. Behind each sentence of the secret formula was his understanding of the secret formula, as well as the maxims left by his teacher when he taught him.

Fu Qingzhou saw the three Avici Destruction styles in it, as well as the three swords of the Mingwang Sword, namely the Juntu Evil-breaking Sword, the Mahakala Sin-eliminating Sword, and the Yaksha Demon-eliminating Sword, which he had not yet learned.

Not only that, as Yuan Zhen said, it also records two sword techniques: "The Sword of Reincarnation" and "The Sword of Purifying the Soul in Rebirth".

"Old man, from what you see, is there anything wrong with this thing?"

Fu Qingzhou asked in his mind: "Are there any hidden dangers?"

"From what you just read, I don't see any problem." The smoker replied: "If you want to judge, I'm afraid you have to read it from beginning to end."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes.

He closed the notebook and looked at Yuan Zhen: "Why?"

Yuan Zhen still smiled and said softly: "I have said that I have a favor to ask of you."

Fu Qingzhou looked straight at him: "If you have something to say, just say it."

"nature."

Yuan Zhen paused, and said word by word: "I am following the orders of my master, the head monk of the monastery, Master Huikong, and I beg Master Fu to help me to destroy the plot of my uncles Huijue and Huixin and restore peace to the world."

(End of this chapter)