Xuanxia

Chapter 1060: Their respective chips

When Fu Qingzhou and Baihe Zhenren "visited" the Styx Valley together and finally came to the large stone tablet engraved with the martial arts method, the footsteps in the distance became closer.

Turning around, he saw that it was Ning Wuwang and Zhao Liang.

Upon seeing them, murderous intent immediately began to brew in Master Baihe's eyes, without any concealment!
Ning Wuwang narrowed his eyes slightly, his body showing obvious vigilance, and one hand gently placed on the rope that secured the coffin on his shoulder.

Fu Qingzhou's gaze was quickly locked on the coffin - he had already guessed who was in the coffin!
However, Zhao Liang's eyes were immediately fixed on the stone tablet.

The four people looked in different directions, but they all looked back in a very short time and looked at each other.

"It seems that the four of us each have our own needs."

Fu Qingzhou was the first to speak.

He smiled slightly and spread his hands: "But I really didn't expect that the prince would actually condescend to come here."

"You chose the Styx Valley as your address. Doesn't that mean you are certain that I will come?"

Zhao Liang also had a smile on his face.

He looked up and leisurely surveyed his surroundings: "What a wonderful place, with beautiful scenery and awe-inspiring craftsmanship!"

The Styx Valley is now a ruin. Not long ago, Fu Qingzhou and Biyun staged a fight, and then had a fierce battle with Huo Yaer, which caused the sky to collapse and the earth to break. This place has long been deserted, and it is full of ghosts and darkness. How can it be so beautiful and magnificent?
"Haha, so the prince is here to enjoy the scenery."

Baihe Zhenren finally couldn't help but speak, sneering: "Your two major allies have been killed, and Marshal Hong has also come to your doorstep. You still have the leisure to do this. I really admire you."

“They are not important.”

Zhao Liang smiled indifferently: "When my brother was in power, he was already dissatisfied with the Yuan and Lan families. We will always take action against them."

"But without them, you can't even win."

Baihe Zhenren still sneered: "Or do you like dreaming?"

"I said, they are not important."

Zhao Liang still smiled: "Not only them, too many things in this world are not important. What is important is always someone... Baihe, the young man next to you is the best proof of what I said."

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows.

"I disagree."

He curled his lips and said: "It is forbidden to provide personal heroism. The people are the creators of history and the decisive force for social change. The people's view of history is more scientific and materialistic than the heroic view of history."

Zhao Liang's expression was slightly different.

He looked at Fu Qingzhou: "You changed the world's situation with your own strength, but you said... such words?"

"Is there anything strange?" Fu Qingzhou spread his hands. "When you were causing epidemics and floods, if there were no friends in the martial arts world to help you, no doctors in the folks, and no spontaneous awakening of the people, could I have successfully crushed your conspiracy? When you were causing trouble in southern Xinjiang, without those tens of thousands of Miao soldiers, how could I, alone, stop the evil spirits from entering the Central Plains?"

"I was not there during those three years. If there were no righteous army and officials in the court who insisted on being honest, how could I stop you? If there were no hundreds of thousands of passionate men in the Northern Frontier Army, how could I succeed just by pretending to be a god?"

He looked at Zhao Liang with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "My Lord, you are not so enlightened. I underestimated you."

Zhao Liang, who had not shown any sign of change in expression despite being stabbed by Master Baihe, put away his smile.

At the same time, Ning Wuwang also took a step forward.

"Fu Qingzhou, you invited us here, so I guess you didn't invite us here to have a verbal fight."

He said calmly: "If you want to do something, you might as well make it clear."

"I know what you want to get in the Styx Valley." Fu Qingzhou said slowly: "Of course, you also know what we want."

"Then, what we need to do next is very simple."

He laughed: "Let's put out the chips that we can exchange and see if we can negotiate a deal. If we can't, this is also a good place for a decisive battle."

Ning Wuwang's pupils moved slightly.

Baihe Zhenren was slightly surprised and turned her head to look at Fu Qingzhou. It was obvious that this was the first time she knew his thoughts. She frowned slightly, obviously this approach made her unhappy, but in the end she still said nothing.

Zhao Liang did not smile again, but said coldly: "Are you treating the affairs of the country and the world as a child's game? Interesting, I am in the mood... Wuwang."

"Yes."

Ning Wuwang responded, untied the coffin behind him, and stood it upright on the ground. With a push of his palm, the coffin lid flipped open, revealing the person inside.

Fu Qingzhou and Master Baihe's eyes moved at the same time.

The person in the coffin was Qiu Chan!
Her face was rosy, her breathing was even, her hands were crossed in front of her chest, and in her hands was the sword of justice.

"This king uses this girl as a bargaining chip to exchange for the orthodox Styx Nine Revolutions Divine Art."

Zhao Liang put his hands behind his back and asked seriously, "How is it?"

"No way."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes turned cold: "I'll only give you half a volume."

After that, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

Thick black fog suddenly rose in the deep valley. The black fog moved close to the ground, like a thin stream of water, spreading quickly past the feet of the four people. At the same time, it also climbed up the stone tablet not far behind Fu Qingzhou, covering all the words on the stone tablet.

But it’s not completely covered.

The next moment, the black mist climbed to the top of the stone tablet, condensed above it, and turned into floating black characters.

"A gentleman is open and honest."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "The Styx Nine Revolutions Divine Art is divided into four volumes, one volume for Martial Acupoint, one volume for Spiritual Acupoint, one volume for Cave Heaven, and one volume for Mysterious Star... Here is half of the volume for Spiritual Acupoint."

Ning Wuwang frowned and snorted coldly: "Fu Qingzhou, is this the only position Qiu Chan holds in your heart?"

"No, Chan'er is incomparable to me in my heart."

Fu Qingzhou put away his smile and said calmly: "I don't care what you give me, I only care what I give. Now I am only willing to give you half a volume, do you want to change it?"

"No." Zhao Liang said coldly: "There is also a sword in the coffin. You only give me half a volume of the skills. It's too stingy."

"Hahaha, okay."

Fu Qingzhou smiled wryly and snapped his fingers again.

As the black fog rolled, several new lines of black words rose above the stone tablet again.

"Half volume of martial arts."

He curled his lips and said, "My Lord, what bargaining chips do you want to come up with?"

Zhao Liang's eyes became even gloomier.

"You are not sincere, which makes this king less interested."

He said slowly: "I don't want to play the game of house anymore..."

As he spoke, Zhao Liang stretched out his hands and slowly pulled open the collar of his shirt.

"In this case, why don't we both reveal all our cards and see if this deal is worth doing?"

After he said this, the collar of his shirt was finally torn open completely.

There was actually a face "growing" on Zhao Liang’s chest, and that face... everyone knew it!

Master Huikong's face was completely embedded in Zhao Liang's chest, completely integrated with his flesh and blood. That face barely maintained compassion and calmness, but the extreme pain in that face was transmitted clearly to everyone's heart!

(End of this chapter)