Xuanxia

Chapter 649: White River Sorrow
"Senior Baihe, Sect Leader Baihe, Master Baihe, Big Sister, can you let me go?"

Fu Qingzhou begged, "I'm really tired. Can we talk tomorrow?"

In the Hexing City Inn, Fu Qingzhou collapsed at the table, half dead.

It took more than an hour to return from the swamp. In the carriage, he and Master Baihe talked a lot, but most of the time, they were just arguing with each other.

It must be said that this master of the Purple Air Fairy Wind Temple really doesn't give in when it comes to business...

Fu Qingzhou paid a huge price just to drag her onto the chariot against Huijue.

These include but are not limited to:

1. Use Zhao Hao's connections to spread the news of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple's help in dealing with Huijue throughout the world, so that when he returns for the Xuanmeng Ceremony, Master Baihe will have a greater competitive advantage.

2. Ziqi Xianfeng Temple will help distribute invitations to the Xuanmeng Grand Ceremony, secretly deepening the impression among people in the martial arts world that they are the masters of the martial arts world.

3. Facilitate a meeting between Baihe Zhenren and Ning Wushu, and allow her to publicize and announce to the outside world that the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple has an excellent relationship with the Ning family.

And so on…

"How can it end like this?"

On the other side of the table, Baihe Zhenren sat upright and said calmly, "We have only talked about how to deal with Huijue, but as for the 'master' behind Huijue, don't you want to deal with him?"

"I think so. I miss you so much." Fu Qingzhou lay on the table and sighed, "But I'm really tired..."

"Yes, Master."

Qiu Chan, who was standing by, couldn't help but said, "He hasn't even washed yet..."

Master Baihe raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fu Qingzhou.

At this time, his injuries had almost recovered. Needless to say, the power of the elixir was great. The Qi Ran Jue that was gradually reviving in his body also worked to almost heal his injuries.

But his fatigue was not pretended, most of it was mental fatigue. After all, the energy required to open his third eye and avoid the sword was far beyond imagination.

What's more, he stinks...

The mud from the swamp and the blood from previous injuries still remained on his clothes.

Then, Master Baihe waved the whisk in his hand and swept it in front of Fu Qingzhou.

A light breeze blew past him, and he felt a chill all over his body, but then he felt indescribably refreshed.

When I looked down, all the filth had been swept away!

"okay."

Shirakawa smiled and said, "You have finished washing up, let's continue."

Fu Qingzhou collapsed and went crazy: "No, I suspect you are taking advantage of my poor brain and lack of energy to trick me into agreeing to your request!"

"Alas!"

Baihe Zhenren was slightly surprised and put his hand over his mouth: "You actually found out!"

Fu Qingzhou: “…”

Qiu Chan: “…”

"Senior, please forgive me." Fu Qingzhou sighed, "We can still discuss this tomorrow."

"It's too late." Baihe Zhenren smiled and said, "You don't know yet, right? Five hundred miles away, the upper reaches of Hongjiang River have burst their banks."

"what?!"

Fu Qingzhou was startled and sat up straight: "What's going on!"

Qiu Chan was also surprised: "When did this happen?"

"This afternoon, after you left Hexing City, Lan Jingsong received the news, and I also learned about it." Baihe Zhenren sneered, "The originally solid and thick dam suddenly broke open, and the river water poured back and poured into several nearby towns. Countless casualties and refugees have begun to flee everywhere."

This news exploded in Fu Qingzhou's mind like a thunder, and his fatigue disappeared instantly.

"Refugees... Huijue and the others again!?" he asked in a horrified voice.

Baihe Zhenren sneered, "What else? They deliberately created an epidemic in Chang'an Beach, but you and Ning Wushu easily broke it. Huijue is not someone who gives up easily, so he naturally wants to create more refugees to facilitate their preaching."

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou really felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Ping!
He slammed the table and gritted his teeth, saying, "I will kill him!"

“This is what I am worried about.” Master Baihe said, his eyes darkening slightly: “If he really faced Huijue, no one would be his match now.”

Qiu Chan asked quietly, "Master Huikong of Jinchan Temple, is he not stronger than Huijue?"

"Ah."

Baihe Zhenren shook his head: "Back in Jinchan Temple, Huikong couldn't keep Huijue. Now? That old monk is too kind-hearted."

"No matter what, Master Huikong must be called upon."

Fu Qingzhou said in a deep voice: "We can't fight this alone. Huijue dares to create an epidemic and blow up the dam. Who knows what other crazy things he can do? We can't follow him. We must take the initiative!"

After saying that, he stood up and paced a few steps.

"But...if we gather all the major sects and the imperial court to encircle and suppress him at this time, we will definitely not be able to catch him."

Fu Qingzhou bit his lip and said, "Hui Jue is like a slippery mouse. After going through so many things, he must have hidden himself very well..."

"Chan'er."

At this time, Master Baihe suddenly said, "Go out for a while."

"Ah?" Qiu Chan was startled: "Why?"

"Just get out if I tell you to!" Master Baihe glared at her.

Qiu Chan looked at Fu Qingzhou innocently.

Fu Qingzhou understood that Master Baihe had something important to tell him, and it was so important that Qiuchan couldn't know about it...

So he nodded slightly to Qiu Chan.

Qiu Chan curled her lips, answered yes, and then left the room reluctantly.

"Senior Baihe, if you have anything important to say, please tell me." Fu Qingzhou said.

Master Baihe turned his gaze and looked at the German sword on his lower back, and then cast his eyes at the metal bracelet on his wrist.

"Ning Baimei, are you being trained as the next sword master?"

She suddenly asked, "He actually wants you to choose the master of the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way?"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked.

But before he could say anything, Master Baihe curled his lips and said, "There's no need to hide it. My master was once the master of the Sword of Wisdom. Others may not know the secrets of the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way, but I know them clearly."

"I see."

Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

No wonder she called Qiu Chan out. After all, she knew that this was the top secret of the entire Dayan court.

"But..." he asked, "What does this have to do with Huijue?"

"From the first time I saw the bracelet on your hand, I have been wondering what Ning Baimei was going to do."

Baihe Zhenren said leisurely: "I thought about it for a few days and came to a conclusion - the 'lord' must have a noble family background. The emperor must take this opportunity to turn against the noble family, but the time is not right yet, so he needs to appease the noble family first. Then the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way is the best choice."

"Therefore, the swords in your bracelet actually have a certain owner."

After that, she sighed softly, "I am worried that the Eight Swords of the Kingly Way are in the wrong hands, and may even... fall into Huijue's hands!"

(End of this chapter)