Xuanxia

Chapter 260: Mystery of Life
At noon, the sun was at its brightest. In the inn room, Tang Jiao sat alone at a small table, holding a thin brush, copying the sword manual word by word.

This is the sword manual that Fu Qingzhou promised to give to Jiang Baichuan.

As for him, he was leaning on a recliner with his eyes closed, as if he was taking a nap.

Of course, this isn't really a nap.

"Old man, I have to talk to you."

Fu Qingzhou whispered in his mind: "About Bailu Mountain."

"Talk? What's there to talk about?" The smoker replied lazily, "Didn't I tell you? I don't find it special."

"Impossible." Fu Qingzhou said firmly: "You must know something."

He said slowly: "I am not stupid. For some things, I can figure out the problem with a little guesswork."

"I still remember the attitudes of several seniors from major sects at the foot of Langhuan Mountain. They all clearly stated that they came for me."

Fu Qingzhou recalled: "Not only them, Qing Songzi, Long Dabei, Ning Baimei and others also treated me very strangely, as if I was some special person."

The smoker muttered, "You are quite special, aren't you?"

"Really?" Fu Qingzhou asked calmly, "What's so special about me?"

"Uh……"

The smoker replied unconfidently: "You are more talented?"

Fu Qingzhou snorted.

Of course he knew that his specialness was... time travel.

He is a soul from another world.

But no one in this world knows about this.

He had lived in Bailu Mountain for ten years, and apart from encountering the damned Smoker, he had not had any other adventures - he had not picked up any small green bottles, nor had he swallowed any strange flames, nor had he met any little maid with a big black umbrella. If he had not gone down the mountain, he would probably have been just a small hunter on Bailu Mountain all his life.

Then why do those big guys appear again as soon as I leave the mountain?

"Don't talk about this."

Fu Qingzhou said leisurely: "You know there is something wrong with this matter. I could turn a blind eye to it before, but now you tell me that those northern barbarians sneaked into Xijiao Village and it has nothing to do with me? Do you think I will believe it?"

The smoker said, "Didn't Qingsongzi say before that if you enter the cave one day, I will tell you everything?"

"Look, you still remember it." Fu Qingzhou laughed, "You have been in Bailu Mountain for hundreds of years. When you stayed in the ruined temple, you could find any shaman in the whole mountain. I don't believe you can't find out what's special about me."

He said word by word, "I have no memory before the age of five or six... The earliest thing I can remember is being thrown into the mountains and picked up by someone. I believe you must have known and seen me at that time."

"So, old man, who am I? Why am I in Bailu Mountain? What's so special about me?"

After a few questions, the smoker fell silent.

After a while, it asked quietly: "Why do you care about these?"

"Hey Hey hey."

Fu Qingzhou smiled dryly and said, "This is my life experience! Why do you think I care?"

What he didn’t say was – would this have anything to do with his own time travel?
Whether or not I can return to my original world is another matter. But even if I am destined to spend my life in this world, shouldn’t I find out how I came here and what secrets I have?

Just as he thought of this, he heard the smoker ask back: "Is your background important? Who your parents are, does that affect who you are? Just do what you should do, why worry about these things?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled lightly: "You are right, but I may not care, but I'd better know."

"It would be fine if I were a completely ordinary person, but it's obvious that I'm not. Jinchan Temple, Palm Sword Academy, and Ziqi Xianfeng Temple all want me to join their sects. Qingsongzi, who has been hiding in the mountains for thirty years, reopened the mountain gate just for me. Long Dabei, the public enemy of the world, also wants me to be his disciple."

"Now even the Great Shaman of the Northern Barbarians, who I have never heard of, has sent people to Xijiao Village to look for me... If I don't find out my origins, I won't know how I will die!"

The smoker coughed dryly: "What you said makes sense."

Fu Qingzhou smiled wryly: "So, old man, stop hiding it and tell me what you know."

"..."

The smoker remained silent.

Fu Qingzhou was puzzled again: "What's wrong with you? This matter has nothing to do with you, why are you hiding it?"

"Oh, forget it, I'll just tell you straight!" The smoker said helplessly, "When you first came to Langhuan Mountain, that thief Taoist Qingsongzi discovered me. He guessed that I must know something, so he threatened me severely and didn't let me tell you."

"You also know that although Qing Songzi's cultivation level is very low, he has so many magic weapons in his hands. I haven't seen such a wealthy guy for hundreds of years. During those two years in the mountains, I have no idea whether he did anything to me..."

"So I really can't tell you what I know."

Fu Qingzhou was stunned: "What?"

"Yeah, it's that simple." The smoker's tone was both timid and hard: "What can I do? Your life experience doesn't matter to me, but if I tell it, and it explodes into fireworks like that wronged person this morning, who can I talk to?"

Fu Qingzhou: “…”

"but……"

At this point, the smoker suddenly changed the subject and laughed wickedly: "If you promise to give me more benefits, I can talk to you about this in a different way."

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes secretly.

"Okay." He opened his eyes, cast his gaze towards Tang Jiao, and shouted, "Jiao Jiao, can you show me the Xuanxing Divine Iron?"

Tang Jiao was copying the sword manual. She responded after hearing this, reached into her arms and took something out, then threw it over.

Fu Qingzhou took it in his hand, held it in his palm, and looked at it for a long time.

"What is this? I don't feel any sudden enlightenment. Doesn't it say that holding it can give me sudden enlightenment?" he asked curiously in his mind.

The smoker laughed and said, "You know nothing. Your realm is too low now. This thing is too profound for you. You can't understand it at all..."

"Okay, you are smart and profound." Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Then I will give you a cup of tea to realize it. I originally wanted to say half an hour, but since you are so powerful, it won't take too much time."

"Hey hey hey!" The smoker was shocked: "Give me more time, give me more, give me more!"

"The time has already started." Fu Qingzhou said expressionlessly.

The smoker quickly shut his mouth.

An invisible force emanated from the jade pendant and slowly wrapped around the Xuanxing Divine Iron.

I don’t know what Qingsongzi did - whether others can use the magic iron depends on whether Senior Brother Fu and Senior Sister Tang are willing to give it to them.

But judging from the Smoker's current quiet behavior, it should be able to sense something from the divine iron.

Time passed by minute by minute, and a cup of tea was over in a flash.

Fu Qingzhou weighed the magic iron in his hand and said, "Now that you've finished reading it, Jiaojiao, keep it."

As he said that, he threw the magic iron back. Tang Jiao didn't notice anything unusual. She said "oh" and took the magic iron and put it away again.

"Hey, what are you in such a hurry for?"

The voice of the smoker sounded in Fu Qingzhou's mind again. Although he said helpless words, his tone was very cheerful: "Show me more. It will be of great benefit to both you and me——"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Fu Qingzhou urged: "You've seen the things, tell me now."

The smoker sighed and said, "Anyway, I won't tell you a word about your life experience, but I can tell you..."

"More than a decade ago, when you first arrived at Bailu Mountain, Long Dabei was also there."

After it said the last sentence, it stopped.

It took Fu Qingzhou several seconds to react: "What? What did you say? Long Dabei is there too?!"

"Yeah." The smoker said calmly, "That's all I can say."

"That's not right!" Fu Qingzhou was puzzled: "Wasn't Long Dabei imprisoned in the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain for thirty years?!"

"That, I don't know."

The Smoker said lazily, "You should go ask the people at Wandu Mountain."

Fu Qingzhou shook his head.

Wan Du Mountain... There will definitely be people from Wan Du Mountain attending this gathering of the 100 Hidden Dragons, but I guess they will all be young people like Hua Xiaolan. What can they know?

To get it, you have to be that little prince of Beiyi...

(End of this chapter)