Xuanxia

Chapter 568 When People Are Bored...

The house is big but not new. Judging from the weathering and aging of the bricks, tiles, beams and pillars, it must be at least several decades old. Someone must have lived here before, but for some reason it is now empty.

This house is not on the street where Ning Baimei, Yan Yidonggang and others live, but is located in the quiet southeast of the capital. It is backed by Fanliu Mountain, a popular outing destination in the capital, and in front of Tianxin Lake, a popular fishing and boating destination. It is surrounded by mountains and water and has beautiful scenery.

"Son."

While unloading the luggage from the carriage, Yuan Ziping looked around the house and said, "If I remember correctly, this...seems to have been a prince's house."

"Your Majesty?"

Fu Qingzhou jumped off the carriage and was surprised: "There is a prince in this capital city?"

"He is gone." Yuan Ziping said softly, "That prince was the uncle of the current emperor, and he was an idle prince. But not long after the emperor ascended the throne, that prince fell seriously ill and is no longer alive."

"what."

Fu Qingzhou smiled wryly: "This kid Zhao Yuan actually gave me a prince's house? But I don't mind a second-hand house. It's a big house in Beijing. Hahahaha, I will also be a house owner in the future~"

After saying that, he leisurely walked around the house with his hands behind his back.

The house was very big, no smaller than the Ning Mansion, but it was empty now. The pond was dry, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and there was not even a bench in the house.

But the layout is okay... However, Fu Qingzhou doesn't understand Feng Shui, and all he could do was sigh in his heart.

"so big!"

"It's fucking huge!"

"Fuck, there's a yard around here? It's too big!"

By the time he came back from his walk, more than two quarters of an hour had passed, and this was even though he was just rushing around and didn't look closely.

"Sir." Yuan Ziping had already unloaded his luggage, and was waiting at the gate with his hands in his sleeves. He said, "I have to go to the East Market Street to buy some people to clean the yard, and I also have to arrange for people to buy furniture. Do you want to come with me... or?"

Fu Qingzhou wanted to say let's go together, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into "You go by yourself, I'll take a walk."

I guess I've been too busy lately and I've been lazy...

Yuan Ziping nodded his head and quickly turned and left. Fu Qingzhou stretched himself and strolled again in the house he had just visited.

"what--"

Fu Qingzhou yawned and said, "I've been busy all the way, and suddenly I have nothing to do. I actually feel so bored——"

There was nothing in the house now, and there was nothing to see, so he found a rockery, sat down against it, looked up at the sky and started to daydream.

Now that winter has arrived and there is a light snow falling from the sky, it reminds him somewhat of Langhuan Mountain.

"I haven't been back for a long time."

Fu Qingzhou murmured, "After leaving Beijing, should I go back to Wuwei Temple first? I don't know if that old man Qingsongzi is willing to see me... Oh, forget it, I lost the Xuanxing Divine Iron, I'm afraid I'll be scolded if I go back... Hey, wait?"

He scratched his head and suddenly remembered something.

When he went to Ning Baimei for advice the other day, Ning Baimei seemed to have said...

"If the Xuanxing Divine Iron was still there, I might suggest that you try to use it to decipher the Qi Ran Jue?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes flickered slightly.

What Ning Baimei meant by this was that if he had the Xuanxing Divine Iron, he would be able to open his "Heavenly Eye" and decipher the Qi Ran Jue?

When people are bored, not only do their thoughts wander, but they also want to find something to do.

For example, now... Fu Qingzhou thought of this and suddenly felt moved.

As for the Xuanxing Divine Iron, it is no longer there.

But according to what Smoker said before, the third eye should be a "strange phenomenon" that appeared during his practice, which is related to his own practice, and the Xuanxing Divine Iron is just a helping hand.

To put it bluntly, you don't have to hold the magic iron to open your third eye.

If you have a way, you can open your eyes even without it!
Then... can we decipher Qi Ran Jue?
Fu Qingzhou's eyes were shining and his heart was beating fast!

"Anyway, idle is idle……"

He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his forehead: "How about giving it a try?"

Fu Qingzhou did it right away, he closed his eyes... and then he was at a loss.

He didn't know what to do. Imagine a third eye between his eyebrows? He was straining his whole body, his face looked constipated, his facial features were all squeezed together, and he couldn't "think" of his third eye.

If this move fails, then the second move is to guide the two powers in the body to converge at the center of the eyebrows.

Soon, the two powers gathered at the center of his eyebrows. The powerful force made the skin on his forehead twitch continuously, as if something under the skin was about to break out of the ground.

Soon, blood began to seep out of his forehead due to this force, but the third eye still did not appear.

"It seems hopeless."

Fu Qingzhou wiped the blood from his forehead and shook his head: "I can't just confront you like this... Let me think about it, the reason why the Xuanxing Divine Iron can allow me to open my third eye is because it has the ability to enlighten people. This third eye is originally a part of me. I was enlightened and came into contact with the 'Tao', so I was able to open my third eye..."

"This is not something that can be accomplished through martial arts or imagination."

"I want to achieve the effect of the Black Star Divine Iron... or, should I try to achieve enlightenment?"

Enlightenment is not something that can be achieved just by talking about it. After Fu Qingzhou finished speaking, he laughed and shook his head.

But the same thing goes... I'm just sitting around anyway.

He simply opened his eyes, leaned against the rockery, looked at the tiny snowflakes falling from the sky, and became dazed.

Of course, he wasn't really in a daze.

The function of the third eye is to enable him to see all possible developments of things. Therefore, he tried to simulate the function of the third eye in his mind.

How to simulate? To put it bluntly, it is also imagination.

"This snowflake should be floating here in the next second."

"That snowflake should be floating there."

Fu Qingzhou stared at the snowflakes and simulated in his mind their future falling direction and changes - of course, they were basically wrong.

But soon, he discovered that there were actually clues to this.

There is wind in the snow, and the wind will naturally change the falling direction of the snowflakes; although the snowflakes are light, they also have shape and weight. If you look carefully, you can judge how they may fly and change in the wind.

Of course, it is impossible to deduce hundreds or thousands of snowflakes at the same time, but if you just stare at one snowflake, Fu Qingzhou will quickly find the pattern.

"Oh, right!"

His eyes lit up: "The next second...that's right!"

He quickly sketched the falling trajectory of the snowflake in his mind, and his eyes fell on the ground: "Will it end up in this place?"

A few seconds later, the tiny snowflake fell silently to the ground and merged into the thin snow water on the ground, which was exactly the same as he had guessed.

Fu Qingzhou was overjoyed.

"Come again, come again!"

He raised his head and quickly locked onto another snowflake.

But this time, his guess was wrong, and the location where the snowflakes fell was a few points different from what he had imagined.

"Oh, why did the wind become weaker at the end? How can I guess?"

Fu Qingzhou did not feel disappointed, but became more interested.

He seemed to have forgotten what he originally wanted to do, and instead treated "Guess the Snowflake" as an interesting game to kill time.

And to his delight, he seemed to have gradually found the way.

The paths of the falling snowflakes became clearer and clearer in his eyes. Although wind was also a variable factor, it was not unpredictable.

As the wind blows, the shadows of the surrounding trees will change. Fu Qingzhou's perception as a seventh-level warrior is not completely useless. As long as the wind speed is included in the deduction and calculation, the location of the snowflakes will naturally be much more accurate.

Unconsciously, Fu Qingzhou's eyes became deep and solemn, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Forgetting both myself and the world...

In his eyes, there were only the falling snowflakes, nothing else.

His guess about where the snowflakes would fall became more and more accurate, and he even began to guess the falling trajectories of two or three snowflakes at the same time.

And he did not realize that a crack gradually appeared between his eyebrows...

(End of this chapter)