Xuanxia

Chapter 68 New Journey

As the sky gradually darkened, Fu Qingzhou walked alone on the official road, his lips moving up and down, but no sound was made.

If someone else saw this, they would probably think this was a madman mumbling to himself.

But in reality, he was just having a high-intensity conversation with the smoker.

"How come you don't understand anything?"

He sneered, "Aren't you in the Xuanxing realm? Aren't you one of the top masters of your time? Why can't you understand anything?"

The smoker retorted, "I've been trapped in a hellhole like Bailu Mountain for hundreds of years! Hundreds of years!"

"Who the hell knows what happened in the past few hundred years? There wasn't even any damn Dayan court back then!"

Fu Qingzhou murmured, "Your old man is useless."

"I was captured by Long Dabei, and you couldn't help me. I was chased by Mingjian Pavilion, and you couldn't help me. Now I want to know what Qingsongzi is capable of, and you don't know anything."

"I don't know where you get your confidence from. You think you're awesome every day."

The smoker was provoked by him and screamed: "If you have the guts, give your body to me! I'll give you a chance. If I don't destroy your soul, I'll show you what the level of the Xuanxing Realm is like!"

"Humph."

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "There is a lot of horse manure on this official road. Do you want to taste it again?"

The smoker was furious: "I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "You died in Bailu Mountain and I was born in Bailu Mountain. I don't even know who my parents are. You also said that I am gifted and not like ordinary people. Maybe you are my eighteenth generation ancestor?"

The smoker was stunned: "You would rather acknowledge me as your ancestor just to disgust me?"

"Why, you've never been in love, have you?"

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Could it be that even though you have reached the Xuanxing realm, no woman has ever taken a fancy to you?"

"Bullshit! Bull...fart!"

The smoker was furious again: "I had thousands of furnaces and cauldrons in the past, and the number of women who bowed down to me could not be counted even with a hundred hands!"

Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized: "I understand. You only have the furnace, but no woman has ever been interested in you."

"you you you you!"

The smoker's defenses were broken, and after stuttering for a while, he stopped talking.

Fu Qingzhou let out a long breath and felt a little better.

The reason why he was so harsh in words was simply because he was taking it out on the smoker... After all, he was in a complicated mood right now.

Although Qingsongzi saved him from Li Jingzhe, there was one thing he could not deny - now Mingjian Pavilion wanted to capture him and torture the secret of Long Dabei out of him.

This means that it would be difficult for me to go to the Sword Academy in the future.

Who doesn’t want to achieve something in life?

Fu Qingzhou is now in this world, and naturally he has his own dreams.

He wanted to lift the curse, he wanted to get rid of his smoker, he wanted to avenge his adoptive father... He also wanted to find a way to resolve the impact that Qi Ran Jue might have on himself.

But these are the most passive.

If he wanted to know what he wanted, he would probably want to be a knight.

His godfather in his previous life hoped that he could save more people. This was his godfather's last wish and also his dream now.

Therefore, he would spend three years clearing out all the charlatans in Bailu Mountain, and would also help them because of their "righteousness" in resisting the evil spirits in Wandu Mountain.

Then the Sword Academy...is a really great place to go.

How many men dream of learning peerless martial arts and making friends with heroes from all over the world?
But the True Immortal Palace?

Fu Qingzhou shook his head and sighed.

It’s not that he looks down on others, just look at these two weirdos who came out of the True Immortal Palace.

There is a man named Long Dabei, who is hated by everyone and is the most evil person in the world. His thinking process is far different from that of ordinary people.

A green pine seed, seems like a scoundrel and a dissolute person, and he doesn't look like a serious person at all.

If I am accepted as his disciple, I might become a crazy psychopath in the future. What should I do then?

When he was tired, he found a teahouse by the official road and sat down. He was not like Long Dabei who could get money out of invisible places, so he could only exchange the pheasants he caught in the mountains for a bowl of noodle soup and tea, but at least he could rest.

As soon as I sat down, the sounds of discussions at the surrounding tables came into my ears.

"Did you see that just now? So many soldiers were cleaning the ground... the blood and flesh all over the ground..."

"I saw it, I saw it. What's going on?"

"I don't know. It's just a vendetta, right?"

"What kind of feud could be so bloody? Even if you chop dozens of people into pieces and spread them all over the floor, it would still be nothing more than that!"

Fu Qingzhou sipped his tea and shook his head.

There is no need to think about it, this must be what Long Dabei did.

After leaving the forest, he headed straight for the official road in the direction of Langhuan Mountain. He did not pass by the place where the escort convoy was stopped before, so naturally he did not see that scene again.

It had been some time since he escaped, and it seemed that everyone had dispersed, leaving only some officers and soldiers to clean up the mess.

I just wonder what happened to the Changqing Escort Agency? Was Hua Wuying, who was just passing by to watch the fun, injured?

While thinking, he swallowed half a bowl of noodle soup and his body started to warm up.

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Several brothers."

It was a timid girl's voice: "Have you seen a boy about my age?"

Fu Qingzhou was startled and turned around.

Isn’t that Tang Jiao?
Tang Jiao looked exhausted, still wearing the same clothes she had worn when they parted, and her face was full of anxiety.

The passerby he asked frowned and said, "There are so many teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen, who knows who you are talking about?"

Tang Jiao bit her lip, not daring to ask any more questions, and could only look around helplessly.

Her eyes swept over Fu Qingzhou, but quickly looked away.

Fu Qingzhou's current appearance is still that of a young man in his twenties after being "pinched" by Long Dabei...

At that time, Long Dabei told him that he would slowly return to his original appearance over time, but it might take a few days.

"Tang Jiao! Jiao Jiao!"

Fu Qingzhou waved his hand: "Here! Here!"

Tang Jiao was stunned. There was a flash of ecstasy on her face at first, but then she stared at his slightly unfamiliar face and became confused.

However, perhaps because the voice sounded familiar, she still walked over hesitantly: "Big, big brother?"

"it's me."

Fu Qingzhou smiled at her and whispered, "I changed my appearance, so you didn't recognize me, right?"

"It's really you!"

Tang Jiao was so happy that tears welled up in her eyes.

But she was still a young girl after all, and there were many people around her, so she suppressed her emotions and did not rush over directly, but just rubbed the corners of her clothes with joy.

"You, I've been looking for you since you left!"

Tang Jiao cried and said aggrievedly: "You didn't even say hello, but I remembered that you were going to Langhuan Mountain..."

"Okay, okay, sit down and talk." Fu Qingzhou pulled her to sit down and said with a smile, "It's only been a few days since we last met, how come you've become so thin and hungry?"

He was originally in a bad mood, but when he suddenly saw Tang Jiao, his mood immediately improved.

He thought he might not see her again for a long time, but he ran into her unexpectedly... It was a coincidence, but not that coincidental. He did not walk very fast on the way here, and if Tang Jiao wanted to chase him, she would catch up quickly.

Compared to walking alone, I feel much happier when I have a caring and lovely little sister walking with me.

This was certainly not the place to talk, as any conversation would inevitably involve Long Dabai, so he pushed the remaining half bowl of noodle soup to Tang Jiao, and the two of them set off again.

After a long conversation about their respective experiences over the past few days, Fu Qingzhou suddenly slapped his head.

"We have no money, and it's still hundreds of miles to Langhuan Mountain. How can we get there?"

(End of this chapter)