Xuanxia

Chapter 1062: Cheating a Madman

Fu Qingzhou felt something was wrong just now, and now he understands.

Zhao Liang seems a little crazy.

King Xishuo was not an ordinary man. He had been dormant for such a long time, secretly supporting Huijue to build the Fanyin Temple and experiment with the Blood Sea Kasaya Kung Fu. He also teamed up with aristocratic families to build Wuli Village to shelter martial arts masters, and secretly bought over more than half of the court and military forces.

If such a person really killed everyone in the Ning family, how could he be easily exposed in front of Ning Wuwang?
This is simply unreasonable.

In addition to what he saw today, Zhao Liang was sometimes smiling, sometimes gloomy, and sometimes expressionless. Although he looked the same as an ordinary person, Fu Qingzhou had already vaguely felt that he was mentally abnormal.

Or rather... possessed by a demon.

This is normal.

Zhao Liang's own cultivation is mediocre, and he only has the ability to fight against Xuan Xing thanks to the spirit of the "previous emperor". But seeing that he has forcibly incorporated Master Huikong and the monks of Jinchan Temple into his own flesh and blood and soul, how can he bear it?
Fu Qingzhou now knows that he is probably the incarnation of Heaven. Even so, when his cultivation is not high, forcibly activating the Qi Ran Jue or letting the strange existence in his body "wake up" will still put a great burden on his body, and the consequence is that his Dantian will be shattered.

Zhao Liang was just possessed by a demon, so he was lucky.

A person who is possessed by a demon must be mentally unstable, and his logical thinking ability will be affected to some extent.

Zhao Liang's situation was not that serious, at least I didn't notice it at first, but it was obvious that he was a little too arrogant.

This may be exploitable.

"Ning Wuwang."

Fu Qingzhou immediately looked at Ning Wuwang: "Which side are you standing on now?"

Ning Wuwang's face was very gloomy.

He had already accepted that Zhao Liang had killed his entire family. His breathing became heavy, and a dull murderous intent was brewing in him: "I'll be on my side."

"very good."

Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: "Qiu Chan and Yi Jian were brought by you, so, Your Majesty..."

He looked at Zhao Liang: "This is not your bargaining chip anymore."

Zhao Liang looked at Ning Wuwang, who was holding a long sword and looking at him coldly.

"That makes sense."

Zhao Liang curled his lips and said, "Ning Wuwang cannot use her to influence you. This woman is no longer useful to me. As for the Sword of Righteousness, a sword that cannot be used is just a piece of scrap metal."

"You can't use it, so of course you think it's useless."

Fu Qingzhou looked at Ning Wuwang and said, "Why don't you take part in the transaction?"

"for you."

Ning Wuwang was very single. He pushed the coffin over and said in a deep voice, "I just want an answer. Help me get it."

He didn't say what the answer was, but Fu Qingzhou knew it very well.

He took the coffin and looked at Qiu Chan who was sleeping peacefully inside it. A huge weight was finally lifted off his shoulders.

Baihe Zhenren sneered: "If you turn around and leave the Styx Valley now and go to Jiangnan immediately, won't you know the answer?"

"I want the answer right away."

Ning Wuwang's voice became even deeper: "If it is true... I will take revenge now, immediately, and right away."

Zhao Liang smiled indifferently and puffed out his chest. Master Huikong's facial features moved slightly and his eyes seemed to be about to open.

"Now, let's talk about my bargaining chips."

He said proudly, "Want to save him? Don't bring any more half-volumes of skills. If you continue to play such low-level games, I will make him disappear now."

"Hmph... Then, I'll take out the Spiritual Acupoint Scroll and the Cave Heaven Scroll."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes: "At least, you can check the goods."

Zhao Liang thought about it and nodded.

Fu Qingzhou waved his hand.

The black mist on the stone tablet rolled, bringing with it a breath of death and came to his side, stopping beside his hand.

This time, he didn't lie.

He told Ayiguli that if he snapped his fingers, he would send her something that was nine true and one false; if he waved his hand, he would send her something real.

Fu Qingzhou spread out his hand, and the black mist on his palm spread out in the air to form lines of vertical characters, which appeared in front of Zhao Liang. Zhao Liang's eyes lit up instantly, and he began to read eagerly.

As he was reading, the white mist on his body began to roll and boil again, and it was obvious that he was affected by something...

Fu Qingzhou watched with a frown.

He is now not sure what the relationship between Zhao Liang and the "late emperor" is.

As for the Nine Revolutions of the Styx, was it Zhao Liang who was practicing it, or was it the "previous emperor"?

But halfway through the practice, the rolling and boiling white mist suddenly stopped, and the black words disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Liang's pupils changed: "Why is it gone?"

"You haven't given Master Huikong freedom yet." Fu Qingzhou said indifferently.

Zhao Liang narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

At the same time, Master Huikong on his chest opened his eyes.

"Donor Fu..."

Master Huikong opened his mouth and uttered a hoarse and difficult voice: "Don't bow down to this devil for the sake of me..."

But soon, he was speechless.

White mist spread from behind and around Zhao Liang, covering Master Huikong's face, but not completely. Master Huikong's extremely painful expression could still be seen through the thin mist.

The face began to peel off from Zhao Liang's chest.

Flesh and skin were torn off, white mist was rising, and Master Huikong uttered a low groan of extreme pain. The face of the little monk, who was seven or eight years old, suddenly became old and looked like a man in his seventies or eighties.

Tear!

With a hair-raising tearing sound, Master Huikong was pulled down.

It was just a face, a face whose features moved and whose mouth made sounds, but without bones or body... a face.

A piece of skin was torn off Zhao Liang's chest, leaving a red patch, but it didn't seem to have any effect.

After the face left the white mist, it floated in front of Fu Qingzhou and was caught by him.

Fu Qingzhou's face was solemn as he looked down at Master Huikong's face.

"Donor Fu..."

Master Huikong's face was still moving, and he could even make sounds from his mouth, which were indescribably strange and terrifying. He was in great pain, with his eyes tightly closed: "This poor monk... my body has disappeared, and my soul remains in this world, but it only leaves me with hardship. Please help this poor monk... to be free..."

Fu Qingzhou's brows sank.

The last time they met was more than three years ago, when I left the capital... That time, the master gave me the Bitter Sea Lantern Bell. The lantern bell helped me overcome several difficulties and suppressed the outbreak of Qi Ran Jue's "inner demon" many times.

When we met again, I never thought that it would be like this.

"Amitabha... Master, have a safe journey."

Fu Qingzhou sighed deeply, and green flames rose from his palms.

The green flames wrapped around Master Huikong's face, and the blazing flames instantly burned Master Huikong's face. In the dim and dark space, one seemed to hear a sigh of relief and satisfaction from the master.

Master Baihe standing by also lowered his eyes and nodded slightly towards the flame to show his respect.

"Your Majesty."

When he opened his eyes again, there was no expression on Fu Qingzhou's face.

"I want all the wronged souls in you."

He said, "In exchange, I will give you everything you want - of course, I will find you again in the future and kill you with my own hands."

"Okay."

Zhao Liang smiled and said, "I am looking forward to that day. I agree to your deal."

"Then please come to the Styx."

Fu Qingzhou leaned to the side and made a "please" gesture: "Only in the Styx can the purest and most powerful soul be purified."

(End of this chapter)