Xuanxia

Chapter 430: Transformation
"Cow!"

After returning to the basement, Qiu Chan and other young women came up to him, their eyes full of stars: "You really managed to deal with Hui Yuan!"

Fu Qingzhou reached out and touched Yi Yan's bald head, showing them his wet palms: "Stop talking, I'm sweating all over!"

He sighed and said, "Hui Yuan must be feeling guilty. I guess he has long started to doubt what he has done. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be broken down by such a simple few words."

Qiu Chan smiled and said, "Anyway, this is also an unexpected gain. With Hui Yuan's testimony, the matter of Jinchan Temple has been mostly settled."

"Yes."

Fu Qingzhou let out a long sigh and said, "Ten enemies are no match for a traitor. Huiyuan has now come to his senses. Not only can he provide testimony, but he may even be able to help us deal with Huijue and Huixin. This is a great thing."

"What about Uncle Ziyun..." asked a female disciple nearby.

Fu Qingzhou smiled at her: "Now that things have come to this, we don't need to lie to him anymore. When he wakes up, we can reveal our identities. He will tell us everything, of course..."

He paused for a moment and said softly, "We must be on guard against others. Don't let him leave this courtyard before he writes all the testimonies and signs his name."

After saying that, he raised his hand and threw the Buddhist beads to Si Yu: "Junior sister Si Yu, you take it. If he makes trouble, you can continue to deal with him."

Si Yu caught the beads with some surprise, and then he was overjoyed: "Yes, sir!"

Qiu Chan folded her arms and watched from the side.

"What's that look?"

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "Are you jealous?"

"Go away!" Qiu Chan rolled her eyes: "Let me ask you, what are you going to do next?"

"Just wait."

Fu Qingzhou spread his hands and said, "One is Concubine Zi and the other is Master Huikong. After they receive the testimony, they will definitely need time to formulate a plan. Let's take a good rest while we have time."

After that, he smiled at Qiu Chan and said, "We are all tired during this period. Don't push yourself too hard. Rest when you need to."

"Hurrah!"

Si Yu said sarcastically, "Young Master Fu, you asked us to keep an eye on Hui Yuan so that you could take Senior Sister Qiu to 'rest'~"

Fu Qingzhou covered his face with his hands, but Qiu Chan smiled brightly.

……

The next day.

Fu Qingzhou woke up from the bed and stretched himself.

This time, he finally had a good sleep.

When he entered the illusion array before, his soul suffered a lot of damage. Although he was recovering in the next few days, probably because he had to pretend to be Wen Qingru, he was under a lot of mental pressure. Although his soul had recovered on the surface, it was still a little short of recovery.

It was not until he woke up from this sleep that he truly felt recovered.

There were bursts of reading sounds coming from the next room. It was Yue Heng who was still preparing for the exam.

He no longer planned to go to Qingteng Yayuan, or even to study at any other academy. Instead, he wanted to prepare for the exam on his own.

The reason is very simple.

Even the most prestigious Qingteng Yayuan was easily turned into a mess by people like Lan Hongjun...Yue Heng claimed that in that kind of environment, it was really difficult for him to muster any interest in studying.

Fu Qingzhou sat up from the bed, and the smoker's shouting immediately came into his mind.

"Hurry, hurry, go and take a look at what's on the table!"

It roared, "Tang Jiao came when you were sleeping! She must have come to give you the Black Star Divine Iron!"

After returning last night, Fu Qingzhou also ran into Tang Jiao who had just returned from Chang'an Lane, and mentioned the matter of the magic iron.

He smiled and walked to the table, where he saw a brocade box with a small note underneath.

He ignored the smoker's urgent urging and picked up the note first.

"Brother, Jiaojiao knows you've been very busy lately, and I also want to see Mr. Nan every day... Now I help Mr. Nan take care of the house every day, and I also help him teach in the private school. Although I don't know when he will tell me about what happened to my father, I feel very fulfilled and happy now."

"In this way, our schedules may often be out of sync, so I will leave the magic iron with you first... Remember, if you need Jiaojiao, remember to tell me." Fu Qingzhou put down the note with a smile.

Then, he opened the brocade box under the urging of the smoker, who was almost shouting smoke.

In the brocade box was the iron block that was as black as night and covered with spots like stars.

"Great!"

The smoker cheered, "Fu boy, let me go!"

This time, Fu Qingzhou did not hesitate or go back on his word. He took out the jade pendant where it was hidden and placed it on the magic iron.

During this period of time, the old man has helped me a lot.

Their relationship changed from the day Huo Yaer appeared, which made Fu Qingzhou realize that the existence of this old thing might have another meaning. It was not his enemy, and it might even...

I just don't know what kind of person it was when it was alive? Maybe when I have time, I can ask Zhao Hao for some information. I also wonder if Qianfang Baixiao Tower has some information from hundreds of years ago... well, maybe even longer?
While he was thinking, thick black smoke rose from the jade pendant, wrapping the Xuanxing Divine Iron in it.

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou stared at the magical iron and suddenly his heart moved.

Still remembering that at the beginning, he held the magic iron but didn't feel anything. The Smoker said that his "realm was too low and his perceptions were too little."

But this time, he suddenly had an inexplicable feeling.

This feeling... is familiar.

"That time."

Fu Qingzhou paused and thought about it.

When he was "awakened" by the Northern Barbarians outside Luoyi, his consciousness escaped into a strange and ethereal space, where he experienced one memory after another that did not belong to him, and finally... saw pure nothingness.

At this moment, when he looked at the Xuanxing Divine Iron, he had a very similar feeling.

Of course, there are some differences.

This difference is difficult to describe in words. If one must make a metaphor, then the last time Fu Qingzhou felt was a starless and boundless universe, while this time, what he saw was an endless river of stars hanging in the sky.

"What a strange feeling..."

Fu Qingzhou murmured: "What is this..."

At this moment, the scene around him seemed to become blurred and rapidly recede, while his divine sense seemed to be flying towards the long river of starry sky, its speed even surpassing that of light!

But this feeling only lasted for a moment.

As soon as this feeling of "flying at the speed of light" arose, Fu Qingzhou felt extremely dizzy and his head felt like it was about to explode.

The next moment, he staggered and fell out of this mysterious feeling.

The surrounding scene returned to normal in an instant, the hut was still the same hut, the sound of Yue Heng's reading next door was still the same, the Xuanxing Divine Iron on the table was still lying quietly, wrapped in the black smoke transformed by the Smoker, greedily enjoying the mysterious avenue on the divine iron.

Fu Qingzhou exhaled lightly, and felt that his mind suddenly became much clearer.

Many questions that arose during his past training had now become clear to him, whether it was the sword techniques that Yuan Zhen had left him, or the bow and arrow techniques that he had learned from Wuwei Temple, or even the Yi Ran Jue and Qi Ran Jue...

As long as you grasp this clue, you will definitely have new insights!

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up.

But just as he was about to sit down and meditate to digest these insights, he suddenly felt an itch on his forehead.

"what?"

He subconsciously reached out and scratched it.

This scratching caused him to hiss in pain and he broke out in a cold sweat. It seemed like he had scratched something round just now?
An incredible thought vaguely emerged in his mind, and Fu Qingzhou held his breath. He slowly stretched out his hand and touched his forehead——

In the middle of the smooth forehead, a round bump appeared at some point, as if...

Fu Qingzhou jumped up suddenly and rushed to the bronze mirror to take a look.

When he saw this, his eyes suddenly widened and he blurted out: "What the hell!"

The handsome young man in the mirror had an extra vertical eye in the middle of his forehead!
(End of this chapter)