Xuanxia

Chapter 851 Meeting Makoto

"He's badly hurt."

In Qiluo Palace, Gong Yangxunyan laid Fu Qingzhou flat on the grass of the manor, with a look of pity on his face: "This man has a young bone age, no more than 23 or 24 years old, yet he has such a high level of cultivation... Judging from his appearance, he must have been in seclusion for a long time, but he was injured so badly, how could he become like this?"

Behind him, a group of Qiluo palace maids and disciples were laughing together.

Gong Yangxunyan looked back at them helplessly: "What are you laughing at?"

"Master uncle is feeling sorry for the young man again."

A bold female disciple chuckled and said, "If you ask me, there is a reason why we cannot accept male disciples in our palace."

Gong Yangxunyan glared at her fiercely.

At this moment, Changsun Jiansu's voice floated from the outside: "Okay, stop crowding around, everyone make way."

The female disciples made way, and Changsun Jiansu walked in lightly. He raised his hand and handed a bottle of elixir to Gong Yangxunyan: "Feed him."

Gong Yangxunyan poured out the pill without hesitation and put it into Fu Qingzhou's mouth.

A group of people gathered around him, watching expectantly.

Time passed slowly, but Fu Qingzhou did not move.

"what happened?"

Gong Yang Xunyan asked doubtfully, "With injuries of this magnitude, he should have woken up by now, right?"

"Not quite right."

Chang Sun Jiansu frowned slightly: "Junior brother, let me take a look."

Gong Yang Xun Yan quickly moved out of the way.

Changsun Jiansu waved her wrist lightly, and a string popped out from her sleeve and wrapped around Fu Qingzhou's wrist, while she stretched out three fingers and placed them on the string.

Others use hanging thread to diagnose pulse, but she uses hanging string to diagnose pulse.

After holding her breath and taking her pulse for a moment, her expression gradually became serious.

"What's wrong, senior sister?" Gong Yangxunyan asked curiously.

"He... has indeed achieved the Seven Evidences Seal and the Self-centered Heart. Although he has no connection with the Cave Heaven, his martial spirit acupoints are fully opened... This is a way of cultivation that I have never heard of."

Chang Sun Jiansu murmured, "More importantly, his spirit and soul are harmonious and solid as a rock...but that's where the problem lies."

She frowned and said, "This child has an uncontrollable manic feeling in his soul. Is this aura...Long Dabei?"

"Long Dabei?!"

Gong Yang Xunyan was shocked: "At this age, he has lived in seclusion for many years, has amazing cultivation, and is related to Long Dabei. He is Fu Qingzhou!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding female disciples were in an uproar!

Although they have lived in seclusion for a long time, they are not isolated from the world. How could they not have heard about Fu Qingzhou?

"That should be it." Chang Sun Jiansu nodded slightly: "But I heard that he has disappeared for many years, and some even said that he is dead. How could he appear here?"

She and Gong Yangxunyan both thought of the scene where Fu Qingzhou fell from the sky...

"Don't think too much about it for now."

Gong Yang Xunyan asked, "This child is seriously injured and unconscious. Is it related to the manic mood in his soul?"

"Ah."

Chang Sun Jiansu nodded and said, "His soul must have just reached such a harmonious state, and it is not very stable. The mania in it is particularly strong. This is nothing. As time goes by, this mania will soon be absorbed and suppressed by him and used for his own benefit."

“But for some reason, he seems to have fought a great battle and was seriously injured, and lost control of his soul. Now his soul, which had just been perfected, is fluctuating a little bit again…”

"That's why he's unconscious."

After hearing her words, Gong Yangxunyan's expression became a little complicated.

He turned around and waved to the female disciples around him: "Go, go."

"What's wrong?"

The female disciples became embarrassed: "Master didn't ask us to leave... let's see what happens." "Master asked you to leave, so just go." Changsun Jiansu said softly.

A group of female disciples curled their lips and left chattering.

Only after they were all gone did Gong Yangxunyan slowly say, "Master Sister... I don't know if it's a coincidence, but I learned something when I went to the capital of Yan State this time."

Changsun Jiansu asked with a puzzled look.

"When Fu Qingzhou was at the height of his fame, he once advised Emperor Yan as a special envoy of the Mingjian Pavilion to establish a new department of the Mingjian Pavilion - the Mingli Department."

Gong Yangxunyan stood up, looking down at Fu Qingzhou, and whispered, "In the past three years, the Yan Kingdom has been in chaos, but the Mingli Division has gradually replaced the Pai Shu Lou when the Mingjian Pavilion Pai Shu Lou was vacant, and even in the areas that the Xishuo Army had never occupied... it has blossomed everywhere."

"Many people in Jianghu have become members of the Mingli Division."

He paused for a moment, then said word by word, "And in the Mingli Division in the capital of Yan State, there are disciples of the Lingjing Sect."

"Spiritual Mirror Gate?!"

Zhang Sun Jiansu was surprised: "Haven't they lived in the Black Mountain Islands for a long time?"

"Yes, we are of the same blood, but I didn't know that such a big thing happened in Lingjing Sect..."

Gong Yangxunyan shook his head and began to tell a story.

"More than three years ago, after Huo Yaer was driven out of Luoyi City, he quietly slipped away to the Black Mountain Islands in an attempt to seize the Zhaoxuan Mirror..."

He told the story he had heard in the most concise and accurate terms possible.

When Changsun Jiansu heard this, his expression changed slightly, and then his brows gradually became gloomy.

"In the battle of Southern Xinjiang, Lin Wangshu died in the battle."

Gong Yangxunyan sighed, "According to the disciples of Lingjing Sect, Lin Wangshu gave the Zhaoxuan Mirror to Fu Qingzhou and asked him to come to us to borrow the Zhenqin - but then, the Xuanmeng Ceremony was held ahead of schedule, and he was unable to come here."

"He doesn't have a mysterious mirror on him." Changsun Jiansu shook his head and said, "It's probably lost in the battle of Xuanmeng."

"That?"

Gong Yang Xunyan asked tentatively: "See Makoto..."

"Ah."

Zhang Sun Jiansu laughed: "You really like this child - he was recommended by Lingjing Sect and ended up here, which means he is destined to be with us. How could I not save him?"

The ram is overjoyed to find the wild geese!

Without waiting for his senior sister to speak, he turned around and ran over. Soon, he brought back a long guqin.

This was exactly the zither that Changsun Jiansu had played before.

"Come on, come on!"

He handed the guqin over, his eyes sparkling, "Senior sister, please save him quickly. I, your junior brother, have a lot to ask him!"

Zhang Sun Jiansu looked strange and asked curiously, "You seem to not only like this child, but also... you seem to admire him a little bit?"

"hey-hey."

Gong Yang Xun Yan laughed awkwardly: "In Yan State, there are very few people who don't worship him... Save him first, I will tell you his story later."

Changsun Jiansu took the zither and shook his head helplessly.

Then, she sat down cross-legged on the spot, placed the guqin on her knees, and stroked the strings with both hands.

The sound of a piano began to ring out, and this time it was no longer a clear spring or a lark, but... a gentle breeze and blooming flowers.

The breeze is invisible, the flowers are silent, how can we meet each other in the sound of the piano?
But as long as you hear the sound of the piano, you will see the wind and flowers in your heart and eyes.

This is the first spectrum of meditation and enlightenment in Qiluo Palace...Hundred Flowers Facing the Wind.

When Huo Yaer went to Lingjingmen, he used this song to cure Lin Wangshu's grandfather's madness and murderous illness.

The sound of the zither was melodious and ordinary, but Gong Yangxunyan's expression suddenly calmed down.

And Fu Qingzhou...also gradually slowed down his breathing to the sound of the piano, and his eyes slowly opened.

(End of this chapter)