Xuanxia

Chapter 1117 This is the ground... huh?

"The soul in Zhao Yuan's body is from another world, just like you!"

When Fu Qingzhou heard Zhao Liang roar out these words, his pupils only trembled slightly.

He didn't feel like his big secret had been exposed.

He had guessed before that his and Zhao Yuan's time travel was the work of someone or some people in this world. The late emperor also clearly guessed that the soul in Zhao Yuan's body was not his biological son. Now that Zhao Liang was able to know the secret, it was not earth-shattering.

And in just a moment, he guessed the reason.

"You have devoured Master Huikong's memories."

Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Master Huikong guessed all this and told Zhao Yuan about it. In addition, you judged that the soul in Zhao Yuan's body was not Zhao Song's biological child, so you came to this conclusion."

"You are indeed very smart."

Zhao Liang let out a breath and sat up straight again.

"So, what do you want to do?" Fu Qingzhou was already a little impatient: "I have heard your story. How do you plan to convince me or negotiate with us?"

"The reason for everything lies with you and Zhao Yuan."

Zhao Liang said in a deep voice: "If you hadn't existed, I wouldn't have known that there is a world beyond the world, and this world doesn't exist in isolation. It turns out that there are really three thousand worlds in the dark."

"So what?" Fu Qingzhou asked.

"This matter has different meanings for my brother and for me."

Zhao Liang said slowly: "For my brother, what he wants is to become a part of the way of heaven, to control reincarnation, and to reverse life and death. He hopes that the people around him will live forever, or... know where they have gone."

Fu Qingzhou was stunned and blurted out: "He wants to find the son who was replaced by Zhao Yuan? Just because of this?"

"Is that why?"

Zhao Liang sneered: "How can you understand the love between father and son?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes turned cold.

How could he not understand?

It's just that right now, he's too lazy to debate.

Fu Qingzhou thought quickly.

In Zhao Yuan's memory, the late emperor told Zhao Yuan to be a good emperor before his death. In his words, he treated Zhao Yuan as his real son. Most likely, he has let it go, but now the "late emperor" has a new obsession.

It seems that the "late emperor" must have had some problems after his death, which may be related to his strange disease...

He wanted to be a part of the heaven and control reincarnation, so he became obsessed with ghost magic and was determined to obtain the complete Nine Turns of the Styx, and integrate Buddhism into it. It was terrifying, he had mastered the great way of "life and death" just like the smoker.

"how about you?"

Fu Qingzhou asked: "What do you want to do now?"

"This king...just wants peace."

Zhao Liang said softly.

He glanced sideways out the window.

Looking out from the second floor of Xishuo Palace, one can just pass over the high walls of the palace and see the now prosperous and bustling "Xishuo City". When Fu Qingzhou appeared before, some people died, but now Fu Qingzhou looked in the direction he was looking and saw that the street had returned to normal, with people walking back and forth on it as if nothing had happened.

"This world has reincarnation."

Zhao Liang said slowly: "My brother never intended to seize the throne or fight for the world. He forced me to do these things, except to kill the enemy who stole my son, just to make the world more chaotic and kill more people, so that he can absorb the souls and improve his cultivation... After he succeeds, the dead can be reincarnated and everything can start over again."

"As for this king?"

"All this king wants is a peaceful Xishuo City."

At this point, he suddenly laughed: "You may find that here, I am slightly different from the outside world."

Fu Qingzhou frowned, nodded and said nothing.

"Because at this moment, my soul has been separated from my brother." Zhao Liang said with a smile: "My brother already has enough power, he will be able to accomplish what he wants to do soon, so I can also do what I want to do."

He pointed to the "Xishuo City" outside the window and said in a relaxed tone: "Do you know that the person you just killed has been reincarnated in this city?"

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank slightly.

"I understand."

He murmured, "What you want to do is actually similar to what the 'Predecessor' did, except that he wanted to control the entire world, while you want to pull more people into your small world."

“It’s still different.”

Zhao Liang smiled and said, "It is impossible for a mortal to achieve the Way of Heaven, and it is impossible for my brother to control the entire world. What he really wants is his wife and children... and what I want is this small world that is completely under my control."

"If there is any similarity between us brothers, it's probably that...what we want is actually very simple."

Fu Qingzhou sighed.

Who could have thought that Zhao Liang, the "former emperor", had done so many things, but in the end it was for this kind of reason?

Fu Qingzhou suddenly laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in his laughter.

"Simple?"

He picked up a chess piece with his fingertips, and with a little force, the chess piece shattered: "Turning a living person into a prisoner, is this also called simple?"

Zhao Liang did not take it as an offense, and restored the chess pieces with a flick of his sleeves: "They are still the same now as they were when they were alive."

"fart."

Fu Qingzhou said in a cold voice: "Do you know what it means to be alive? It's the smell of cooking smoke when you push open the door in the morning, the aching muscles and bones after working, and the cry of a child when he breaks his knee -"

He didn't know why, but he suddenly became angry. He stood up and grabbed Zhao Liang by the collar: "These living dead whose souls you have taken away, even the pain is just a preset program!"

There was suddenly lightning and thunder outside the window.

Those walking "people" stopped at the same time and turned their necks towards the library at strange angles.

"Look." Zhao Liang let his collar be grabbed and smiled, "They are even afraid of being angry at you. How can this not be true love?"

Fu Qingzhou let go of his hand and suddenly felt extremely ridiculous.

"You know what this reminds me of?"

He took two steps back and said calmly, "Some dandies play with larks - they clip their wings, lock them in cages, and think that the shadows they pass by when they flap their wings are the sky."

Zhao Liang shook his head: "You are wrong. The real cruelty is to let the bird experience wind and rain, be falconed, have its wings broken, and finally become a dish on the table. What I give you is an eternity without pain."

Fu Qingzhou suddenly understood Zhao Hao a little.

Isn’t this what Zhao Hao experienced?
As a prince, he wanted to make a name for himself, but his father was only willing to arrange everything for him...

"eternal?"

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Have you asked them if they want this kind of eternity?"

"Is it important?" Zhao Liang asked in return: "Will farmers ask whether the rice ears are willing to be harvested?"

Fu Qingzhou suddenly didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Okay, arguing with you here is the stupidest thing I have ever done."

He sighed: "You don't understand at all. What you are doing is basically shaping a land..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Fu Qingzhou raised his head and looked at Zhao Liang in surprise.

Hell...Reincarnation...

This is the deepest hell?!
(End of this chapter)