Xuanxia

Chapter 489 My name
The images flashed so quickly and suddenly that Fu Qingzhou had no time to see the details clearly.

He could only see some fragments in a flash.

He saw it. When he was fighting fiercely with Yuan Zhen on the Panyun Tower, a ball of black smoke was hidden in the blood and energy, lingering around him, sticking to his back, finding the place where the blood cicada had entered, and followed it in.

He saw the blood cicada that was tightly attached to his heart, and also saw the black smoke that suddenly enveloped him.

The black smoke turned into a small whirlwind, which carefully and violently shredded the blood cicada into pieces bit by bit, and then pulled the pieces out of Fu Qingzhou's body bit by bit and threw them over.

Fu Qingzhou didn’t know how much effort the smoker needed to put in this process...but he saw another picture.

In the process of crushing the blood cicada, the jade pendant that the smoker possessed was soon covered with cracks until it shattered.

Of course, before the jade pendant was destroyed, it cleverly drilled into the Mingjian Zhishi card.

When Fu Qingzhou grew blood wings on his back and flew with Yuan Zhen, blood cicada fragments kept flying out of the wound on his back and mixed with the blood, and no one knew where they went.

But after doing all this...the smoker did not stop.

The billowing black smoke began to flow along Fu Qingzhou's heart veins and penetrate into his meridians!

Wherever they passed, ice crystals began to form between the meridians and blood vessels.

But the strange thing was that Fu Qingzhou himself never felt cold or uncomfortable at all.

As the black smoke penetrated his meridians, cracks began to appear on the Mingjian Zhishi card.

Then, they began to gather at the head and gradually began to wrap around Fu Qingzhou's soul.

And at this time... Fu Qingzhou had already escaped from the blood cicada. As he was walking through the sea of ​​blood, the black smoke always protected him.

During this process, a ray of golden light shone into his soul.

The golden light was extremely bright and strong!
It even opened a door directly in Fu Qingzhou's soul, a door leading to nothingness.

But at that moment, the black smoke surrounding his soul rushed over like crazy and not only blocked the door instantly, but even counterattacked along the direction of the golden light!

At that moment, the Mingjian Zhishi card... shattered.

Fu Qingzhou couldn't see what happened next.

The scabbard flew over, and the grand and majestic light filled everything.

He blinked hard, and all the flashing images in front of his eyes disappeared, returning to reality.

"Old thing?"

Fu Qingzhou called out in his mind: "Are you... still there?"

no respond.

He clenched his fists tightly, stretched out his hand to touch his waist, and when he opened his palm, there was only a handful of jade fragments in his palm.

He reached into his arms and found that the Mingjian Zhishi card had already shattered.

Fu Qingzhou's hands were shaking.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly moved the scabbard to his left hand, looking at the curse mark on the palm of his right hand.

That was the "strange curse" that the smoker left on his palm when he first left Bailu Mountain.

At that time it said that if it died, Fu Qingzhou would not live for more than seven days.

Now that I think about it, it was most likely a lie... But what exactly is this so-called curse?
Just as he was staring at the strange curse mark, the voice of the smoker suddenly sounded in his mind!
"Huh... Fu boy, that thing in your hand is a good thing."

Hearing this voice, Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed: "Old man! You are okay!"

"It's nothing."

The smoker sighed, "I'm relying on the scabbard to keep me alive. Time is short, so I'll have a word with you."

"What do you mean?" Fu Qingzhou was startled. He looked at the scabbard in his hand, then at the curse mark on his palm: "You..."

"I can't die, but I can't live either."

The voice of the smoker sneered: "I left this curse to myself to leave a way out, but I didn't expect it to be used."

Fu Qingzhou looked at the curse mark, his pupils shaking constantly.

He wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't know where to start.

In the end, he could only utter three words.

"why?"

He whispered in his mind, "Why?"

"Why?" The smoker laughed: "Look, you never learn to listen to others... Didn't I tell you that before you enter the cave heaven, don't worry about your identity and your origins."

"..." Fu Qingzhou felt sad: "I'm asking you, why did you help me to this extent?"

"How can there be so many reasons?"

The smoker said dimly, "I have lived my whole life and witnessed countless intrigues and betrayals. I know better than anyone how dirty this world is."

"But... you're different."

"I won't say the rest. I'm too shy to say it."

"I did want to use you before, but later on, my thoughts changed a little. I felt that there were some things that didn't need to be done that way..."

"Okay, no more nonsense."

At this point, the Smoker's voice began to become blurred and intermittent: "Thanks to you for getting this scabbard, I can talk to you more. This way, your chances of getting me back in the future will be greater."

"What do you mean by finding you back?" Fu Qingzhou asked softly, "Aren't you right here?"

"In fact, if nothing unexpected happens, my original body... should still be there."

The Smoker said calmly, "In order to ensure that you will not be awakened again in the future, I have used up all the power in my soul. I can only leave a seed hidden in the curse mark on your palm."

"When you find my body, you can use this curse to unite my soul and body."

Hearing this, Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed: "Then where is your physical body? Where is it!"

"exist……"

At this moment, the rhythm of the smoker's speech suddenly became very interrupted: "...Mo...He...Valley..."

"Mohe Valley? Aren't you from Minghe Valley?" Fu Qingzhou asked anxiously.

But the smoker was almost unable to answer him, and his tone became weak and anxious: "Remember... my name is... Cang... Return..."

Finally, its voice disappeared, and no matter how Fu Qingzhou called, there was no response.

He widened his eyes and looked at the curse mark on his palm, and suddenly felt extremely weak both physically and mentally.

A huge feeling of emptiness engulfed him, and everything around him seemed to have no meaning anymore.

Without him noticing, Huijue seemed to be approaching again, but was blocked by the scabbard in his hand.

The golden light vibrated, but Fu Qingzhou didn't feel anything unusual, but Huijue was shocked back again.

"Hui...jue?"

"Hui Jue?"

While unconsciously swinging the scabbard and constantly shaking off Huijue, Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized something.

Only then did he remember...the reason why the Smoker had deployed "countermeasures" was precisely because of Huijue.

What ultimately caused the Mingjian Zhishi card to shatter was the golden light that surged into his soul... Needless to say, who was the instigator.

The real world slowly returned to Fu Qingzhou's sight again.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Huijue in front of him.

He clenched his curse-marked right hand tightly, his knuckles turning white from excessive force, as if he was trying his best to suppress the rage that was about to burst out from his heart.

There were no tears on that face, but the deep sorrow was like a cold steel needle, piercing Huijue deeply.

"Buddha."

Huijue panted lightly and whispered, "Even if it's you, you can't keep using it without cost. If you keep on doing this, you will..."

"Shut up."

Fu Qingzhou's cold and calm voice interrupted him, and his tone seemed to suppress a thousand-year-old volcano that could erupt at any time.

Huijue frowned.

"Son of Buddha..." After a moment's silence, he spoke again.

His voice seemed to lift the last layer of veil on the crater.

Fu Qingzhou suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened in anger, and a murderous aura burst out from his body that was almost condensed into reality!
"I'll fucking let you—"

He waved his left hand vigorously and roared like a beast: "Shut up!"

The scabbard flew out of his hand and flew towards Huijue!

In an instant, unrivaled power surged out of the scabbard. It was like a giant dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable, carrying Fu Qingzhou's anger and grief, and sweeping across the entire Jinchan Temple in an instant!

(End of this chapter)