Chapter 171 Departure
Late at night, the Wulin Alliance General Forum.
Fu Qingzhou was in a small room assigned to him alone, meditating and circulating his inner breath.
The two arts of Qi Ran and Yi Ran coexisted harmoniously in his body, traveling throughout his body, and they were so quiet that it was unbelievable.
“It’s so weird...”
The smoker murmured in a low voice: "Although I don't know how you did it, I want to remind you that this may not be a good thing."
Fu Qingzhou said "Oh": "How do you say it?"< br>
“When things go wrong, there must be monsters.” Yan Gui sneered: “Things that might have killed you before suddenly behave like a little daughter-in-law, do you believe it?”
Fu Qingzhou laughed. Laugh: "Believe it or not, now you and I have no way of knowing what the problem is, so why bother yourself?"
"Humph."
The smoker hummed: "You should be more careful, or you may die without knowing how!"
Fu Qingzhou was about to say something more, but suddenly there was a light knock at the door.
"Brother Fu Xian, are you still asleep? It's me."
It was Hua Wuying's voice.
Fu Qingzhou quickly got out of bed and opened the door. Hua Wuying stood at the door, still wearing his signature warm smile, but the smile was a little helpless.
"I informed Master of your plan."
He smiled helplessly and said: "Master means that as long as we think there is no problem, it will be fine, but he will not take action for us."
"As expected." Fu Qingzhou was very calm: "Brother Hua, come in and talk."
The two entered the room, Hua Wuying was a little curious: "You said it was expected, could it be that Did you expect that Master would not take action?”
“Yes”
Fu Qingzhou shrugged: "This time we have all been through the gate of hell, and now you are inviting us back home to entertain us as a local snake. Logically speaking, there are disciples of Wuwei Guan and immortals in our group. A disciple of Fengguan, the son of a senior at the pinnacle of martial arts..."
"No matter what happens, your master should meet us, even if it's just to sit down and have a cup of tea and give a few simple instructions, but in fact he didn't. "
He smiled and said: "The meaning of this is obvious, Alliance Leader Jiang does not want to get involved in this matter."
Hua Wuying frowned after hearing this: "Brother Fu Xian, don't do anything. Don't misunderstand me, it's not that Master doesn't want to help..."
"Brother Hua, don't worry"
Fu Qingzhou raised his palms, interrupted Hua Wuying's words, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I am not unhappy, but I think it is the right thing to do."
Hua Wuying tilted his head, his expression Clearly a little confused.
“The reason is very simple.”
Fu Qingzhou said: “Before we truly expose the evil deeds of Fanyin Temple, the conflict should not escalate to the level of powerful people like Alliance Leader Jiang and Zhenren Baihe. "
Hua Wuying is also a smart man. He understood immediately and said with a sudden look: "Brother Xian is worried that Jin Chan Temple will intervene in this matter too early!"
"Not bad."
Fu Qingzhou said softly: "As long as we don't make too much fanfare in the early stage, in the final analysis, this matter is just us juniors making trouble on our own. If Jin Chan Temple wants to intervene, we have to consider the impact."
"To put it bluntly, this is like a fight between children. Parents cannot easily help their children to fight. Whoever strikes first will easily fall into what others say."
"For now, let's act on our own. , I believe that when the critical moment comes, both Leader Jiang and Master Baihe will show up."
He smiled: "Of course, the premise is that we have to do things beautifully."
Hua Wuying nodded: "Fu Xiandi is still thoughtful."
Then he suddenly glanced at the thick black hair on Fu Qingzhou's head and said with a smile: "Then if you want to sneak into Fanyin Temple, don't you have to shave your head?"
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Fu Qingzhou's expression turned bitter: "That's right! I've stayed here for so many years!"
At this moment, a third voice suddenly appeared in the room.
“You’re still a good knight? You can’t even bear to part with your hair. Are you a bad knight? Just for fame and reputation...”
Fu Qingzhou was startled and looked at the sound.
I saw a fat young man appear out of nowhere in the corner of the room. He was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, holding a pot of tea in his hand, and sneered with disdain.
At first glance, his appearance is not particularly outstanding, but he clearly has a luxurious temperament that is incompatible with the two people in the room.
Fu Qingzhou subconsciously wanted to reach out for the short knife at his waist, but suddenly saw Hua Wuying not moving from the corner of his eye, and he suddenly understood.
“Brother Hua.”
He asked with a smile: "Is this your friend? He has a very high level of cultivation. He sneaked in quietly without me noticing?"
"Not bad." Hua Wuying stood up and walked towards the fat young man. The man smiled and introduced: "Brother Zhao Hao is a disciple of Qianfang Baixiao Tower. He is here to help you and me."
"Hey!" Zhao Hao stretched out his hand and glared: " Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say that I wanted to 'help' you. We made a deal, and you promised me to do something."
After that, he lifted up the teapot, raised his neck, and faced the teapot. He took a sip of tea and said with a smile on his face: "Also, Young Leader, I am not your friend. Let's talk about things when we have things to do and distinguish between you and me. Stop talking about things that are not."
Hua Wuying shook his head helplessly and smiled.
Fu Qingzhou clicked his tongue: "This brother from Qianfang Baixiaolou seems a little hard to get along with."
"Oh, I don't need to be easy to get along with."
Zhao Hao Sneered: "When you go to Fanyin Temple, I will secretly help you, and all the information I can get will be sent to you. But don't think about having any relationship with me, let alone friends. We are in business. "
He stood up from the chair and said leisurely: "In addition, you don't have to shave your head. To become a monk in Fanyin Temple, just taking their bronze bone pills is not enough. There are many tests - You shaved your hair, but it only made more jokes."
"That's it, you are so clever and thoughtful... Tsk." Zhao Hao shook his head disdainfully, opened the window, and his figure flickered. Disappeared like a gust of wind.
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and touched his hair.
“Brother Zhao, please don’t worry.” Hua Wuying coughed lightly: “Brother Zhao’s personality has always been like this, but in fact, he is cold and warm-hearted, but he is still...well, very easy to get along with.”
< br>Obviously, his definition of "easy to get along with" is slightly different from ordinary people.
“With the help of Brother Zhao, it will be much easier to come to Fanyin Temple with me.”
Fu Qingzhou didn't care and said with a smile: "No matter what, at least my hair is saved haha... By the way, Brother Hua, what did you promise him?"
Hua Wuying smiled awkwardly and shook his head silently.
……
That night, on Langhuan Mountain, there was Wuwei Temple.
Even though it is late spring, the place is still covered with snow.
In the midst of all the ice and snow, there was a cabin with thick smoke billowing from the chimney and a scorching heat.
Dang, Dang, Dang...
The small house is filled with anvils, stoves, bellows, iron embryos, steel embryos, etc. At this time, Tang Jiao is standing next to the anvil. , holding a piece of red-hot sword embryo in the iron pliers in his left hand, wielding a sledgehammer in his right hand, and struck hard with the hammer.
Her petite body was doing such hard work, but her face was not tired at all. Instead, her little face stained with soot was full of seriousness and expectation.
Soon after, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, she picked up the fiery sword embryo and shook it in the air to dissipate the heat.
As the sword embryo swayed in the cold air, Tang Jiao breathed slowly and rhythmically.
The rich spiritual white mist on Langhuan Mountain lingered around her, surrounding her and the sword embryo.
As the sword embryo shook, its color gradually changed from burning red to a cherry-like red. Tang Jiao was overjoyed and suddenly inserted the sword embryo into the cold oil that had been prepared aside. among.
Chila——
A large plume of white smoke rose up, and the spiritual white mist surrounding her body merged with it. As Tang Jiao closed her eyes and swallowed, all the smoke poured out. Enter into the acupoints all over her body.
This process is not long, but it also lasts as long as a small cup of tea.
After a cup of tea, Tang Jiao suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of joy!
She threw away the iron tongs and stretched out her hand to press on the cold quenching oil.
“Get up!”
With a soft drink, the cold oil exploded, and the sword embryo suddenly flew up and fell steadily into Tang Jiao’s hands!
At the same time, a weak air wave erupted from her body, and her clothes rustled. The air wave spread out in all directions, making the fire in the house crackle.
“I finally broke through to the fourth realm of Wu Qiao. Tsk, now I can wield my natal spiritual sword... This Ten Thousand Spirits Sword Forging Technique is quite powerful.”
Right here. At that moment, a hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly came from outside the house.
Tang Jiao was startled. She raised her eyes and saw Qingsongzi, who had not appeared for more than two years!
He stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, yawning: "Little girl, you are quite perseverant."
Tang Jiao pursed her lips and lowered her head with a smile: "Senior Qingsongzi, why are you here?"
"Humph, forget it about that boy named Fu. You have been in the Taoist Temple for more than two years, and you can read my Books, learning from me, and now you’re asking me why I’m here?” Qing Songzi laughed dryly.
Tang Jiao was startled and quickly lowered her head: "Yes, I'm sorry, senior! It was Tang Jiao who made a mistake..."
"Okay, stop doing this."
Qingsongzi picked his nostrils and said: "Although your Ten Thousand Spirits Sword Forging Technique was not taught by the Taoist master, how to identify mineral materials and how to forge swords are all things in the temple. You have learned so much and now you are still in the hall. What should I do if I enter the Fourth Realm?”
"What should I do?" Tang Jiao's eyes turned into circles, and she didn't know how to respond.
"Alas..."
Qing Songzi sighed: "Look, you have been with my nephew for two years, and you have learned a lot, but in the end you are still a wooden head."
He waved his sleeves: "Since you have learned the things in the temple, you still call me senior?"
Tang Jiao was startled: "Then I call you... Guan, Guan Master? Leader? ”
Qingsongzi covered her face.
Finally, Tang Jiao had a flash of inspiration at this moment and her eyes lit up: "Master, Master!"
Qing Songzi put down the hand covering his face and smiled helplessly: "Finally it's him Damn, I got some ideas.”
Tang Jiao was overjoyed, and knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed three times.
"Master, please bow to me, my disciple Tang Jiao!"
Then she raised her head, her forehead slightly red and swollen, and murmured: "Then, do you want to worship the ancestor and offer incense..."
"Bless me, when I changed the name of the True Immortal Palace, Master Tao Throw all those tablets in the warehouse. "
Qingsongzi curled his lips and said, "Okay, get up. I'll come to the library in a while and give you something for the teacher. Then you can go down the mountain after getting ready. "
Tang Jiao was startled again: "Going down the mountain?"
"Nonsense!"
Qingsongzi said: "Your eldest brother is about to be kidnapped at the foot of the mountain by the disciples of that stinky woman from Baihe! If you don't go, he will be someone else's eldest brother!"
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