Chapter 1063 Suspicious Disease
"In the Styx?"
Zhao Liang suddenly sneered: "Do you want to cheat me?"
Fu Qingzhou's face remained unchanged: "How can you say lies? The dead energy in the Styx is so strong that it is beyond increase. It is the best place for countless ghost cultivators to practice. Prince, don't you also intercept a section of the Styx water and mix it into the stream for your subordinates to practice?"
Hearing this, Zhao Liang was slightly stunned, but he soon laughed: "I didn't expect you to even know this... Yes, the dead energy in the Styx water is the treasure of ghost cultivator cultivation, but the Styx is different."
"This is the source of the Styx River. There is no extremely powerful ghost skills or special magic weapons to protect it. Once a person step into it, his soul will be washed away by the Styx River. Do you think I don't know this?"
Fu Qingzhou's eyes were slightly different.
The King of Xishuo knew a lot.
"I don't know where you heard it from, Prince."
Fu Qingzhou hugged his chest with his hands: "The water of the Styx will indeed wash away people's souls, but it is not so powerful... Of course, if you don't want to soak, then forget it, but I won't add any other chips."
"It's okay." Zhao Liang waved his hand: "I will eventually step into the Styx River, but... I must first look at the complete Styx River Nine-Turn magical skills and obtain this formation!" "Then, where is your bound soul?" Fu Qingzhou asked back.
Zhao Liang smiled disdainfully.
"A villain is always sympathetic, a gentleman is open and honest, I will do what I say."
He raised his hand, and the white mist behind him rose again!
Fu Qingzhou's pupils condensed.
In an instant, countless grim and painful Buddha chants sounded in the white mist, and the monks' faces poked out from the white mist. The Buddha hands with blood-eyed eyes were still swaying, and they couldn't tell which hand belonged to which monk. They just struggled to leave.
"When I think of it, they can leave all of them."
Zhao Liang said, "So, what about everything you promised?"
Fu Qingzhou's expression remained unchanged and he snapped his fingers hard.
A crisp "bang" sound, and the black fog surged.
Snap your fingers, then the exercises sent by Ai Guli are nine true and one false.
Of course she could not change the content of the exercises, and she could not see flaws. Most of the things in this were helped by Fu Qingzhou - not now, but in the Yuan family.
From the first time I came to Beiyi with the fake soul ball, Fu Qingzhou has been preparing for this matter.
Of course, he himself did not practice the Nine-Turn Magical Art of the Styx, because of the Natural Art. The Natural Art inherits the ambition of the Heavenly Way and is extremely tolerant. But Fu Qingzhou was not sure if he would become a ghostly spirit after practicing. At that time, Zhao Liang could see something, and it would be difficult to deceive the other party.
Soon, the Nine-Turn Magical Art of Styx, which had been tampered with, was spread out in front of Zhao Liang!
Guo Jing and Huang Rong's trick to deceive Ouyang Feng is easy to use at any time.
"You can see it whenever you want."
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Ning Wuwang, you can see it even if you want."
"I'm not interested." Ning Wuwang said coldly: "I just want to know how you want to fulfill your promise to me."
Zhiro Baihe just hugged his arms and looked at it lightly.
Zhao Liang read very quickly.
His pupils wandered with the black words of the martial arts in front of him, reading quickly, and at the same time, his aura began to increase sharply!
Of course, it's still the same sentence... No one knows whether it is him or the soul of the "Last Emperor".
Fu Qingzhou watched quietly.
He suddenly thought of something.
If...If...If the smoke ghost really "taken up" himself and possessed himself when he just woke up and his memory was not stable, would this happen?
He has always thought that taking over the body was the soul of others occupying his body, but so far, he has never seen this situation... Even with so many ghost cultivators under the tent of King Xishuo, no one can do this.
The only similar situation is Hoyaer. But she was a little special. The soul that had been in the tomb of the ancestor of Qiluo Palace for decades was originally Huo Yaer's own.
So, what is going on with a body?
Can it be like Zhao Liang? He looked exactly the same as his past self and was nothing special, but his body and soul were already bound to his "Emperor Brother" and was dominated by the "Last Emperor". "Why, some places are blocked..." Zhao Liang suddenly frowned as he practiced.
His eyes looked through the floating black words and turned to Fu Qingzhou: "Is there any problem with this technique?!"
"Is there a problem if you can't practice it?"
Fu Qingzhou hugged his hands and sneered: "I really think he is a genius and everything is not good? You can practice it all the way to the realm of selflessness? Why don't you go to heaven?"
"Hmph..."
Zhao Liang didn't talk anymore.
Fu Qingzhou was right, how could he understand the martial arts without any obstacles?
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What's more, it is such an extremely magical technique that contains the great way of life and death.
"Prince, we don't have any skills to watch you think about it slowly."
At this time, Baihe Zhenren said coldly: "You want to fight for the first half of this bottleneck, and we also want to stand with you for the first half of a year?"
"That's all for today." Zhao Liang was very straightforward. He stopped practicing. He made a strange and twisted handprint on his chest with his hands. The white mist behind him suddenly dispersed. The gloomy Buddhist singing echoed in the souls of the monks immediately became melodious and relaxed... They were freed.
The figures of those monks, together with hundreds of cold Buddha hands, collapsed and transformed.
Fu Qingzhou let out a long sigh.
As a result, the souls of the monks such as Master Huikong in Jinchan Temple were finally liberated.
But... Zhao Liang's sins have never been eliminated. "Now, hand over the Styx River Valley Array to me." Zhao Liang said with carelessness.
"Okay."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Please."
He made a gesture of inviting, but the object of the "inviting" was the stone tablet: "The core of the formation is this stone."
However, at this time, Zhao Liang frowned slightly.
"First, I was anxious to persuade me to enter the Styx River, but at this time I did not hesitate to let me touch the formation?"
He sneered: "I don't believe you are so kind."
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, you like to say Confucian motto, so I'll say... You are the one who judges a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
"Everyone knows that you, Fu Qingzhou, like to use tricks, and I am not stupid." Zhao Liang said proudly: "What you urged before and ignored at this time is important to you; you pretended not to mention it before, and you took advantage of my relaxed mind and urged me to do it, which is dangerous." Fu Qingzhou's face turned cold. "The prince is too serious." He said in a deep voice: "I, Fu Qingzhou, likes to use tricks, but I will not do anything randomly." "Anyway, the formation and the Styx are my own, so I can use whatever I like."
"Anyway, the Great Array and the Styx are my own. I will use it as much as I like."
Zhao Liang let out a sinister smile, turned into white mist, rose up, whistling past several people, heading towards the Styx!
(This chapter ends)