Chapter 225 It’s over
The sun is setting in the west, and the clouds are as red as blood.
Beside Dongxuan Lake, the old Fanyin Temple was in flames.
Under the firelight, there are crowds of people outside the temple.
Yuanwu is dead, the disaster formation has been broken, and the remnants of Fanyin Temple have been wiped out. This operation can be said to be a complete victory, with not many casualties. Except for a few people who were transformed by gold water, only a few people are still alive. Finally, he died in the confrontation with Yuan Xi.
In addition, Zuo Lamei died quietly during the process of breaking the formation...
But it is said that "there are not many casualties", in fact, everyone who died really had their own life, Friends, family and joy.
Looking at the Fanyin Temple gradually collapsing during the burning, the crowd was not very happy. Most of the people were seriously injured, and they treated each other's injuries and simply ate dry food.
There are also some people who have lost relatives and friends, sighing in a low voice, with a hint of crying.
As for those lay disciples, some disciples of the Martial Arts League had taken them to Yucha Town for the time being, and then they would consider how to deal with them. Li Qingzi also followed him. How could he deal with these ten disciples? The bewildered lay disciples played some consoling role.
"Brother Fu Xian, can you have something to eat?"
In the crowd, Hua Wuying came to Fu Qingzhou and handed him a piece of dry food.
Fu Qingzhou sat next to a tree, waving his hands, lowering his head and playing with the big iron box. It seemed that the big iron box was closed very firmly and was difficult to open.
Tang Jiao sat beside him and accompanied him quietly.
Hua Wuying sighed softly: "I asked just now that Senior Zuo has no children or daughters, only a distant nephew who studied with her... But where Senior Zuo lives, there is no I’m afraid I’ll have to ask Brother Zhao to help me check it out.”
After hearing this, Fu Qingzhou slowly raised his head and smiled at him: "Thank you."
"Thank me for what?"
Hua Wuying shook his head and sat beside him. He came down and said, "Senior Zuo was invited by me. She passed away, so of course I should be responsible."
"No... you said that I invited you all."
>Fu Qingzhou whispered: "When Zhao Hao finds out where Senior Zuo lives, I will send her ashes back."
Seeing that he was not in a high mood, Hua Wuying had to change the subject: "What, what's the mystery of this iron box?"
"There is a magic spell, and forcing it open may destroy the things inside."
Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "You can go back to the Nebula Chamber of Commerce. They might have a solution."
This is the result of his and Tang Jiao's joint research. Of course, Smoker also made some suggestions.
This box is not as simple as he said. It should be equipped with extremely advanced Buddhist techniques. Forcibly opening it will not only cause damage to the items in the box, but may even cause backlash.
"Brother..." Tang Jiao asked from the side: "Do you want to take it back to the mountain and let the master think of a solution?"
Fu Qingzhou's mind raced for half a second before he realized that the master she was talking about was Qingsongzi.
He shook his head and chuckled: "Forget it, my uncle closed Langhuan Mountain just because he doesn't want to get involved in the world anymore, so let him stay quietly."
"Then it's better to make peace with him. "Brother."
Hua Wuying said: "My master is also a strong man who has opened the fifth level of the cave. Although he is obsessed with swordsmanship, he also understands magic. In addition, there are many people in our martial arts alliance. Strange people may be able to help.”
Fu Qingzhou thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
It is really useless for him to keep this thing. It is really troublesome to carry a big iron box every day, so it is better to leave it to the Wulin Alliance.
He pushed the big iron box into Hua Wuying's hand: "Then I'll trouble Brother Hua."
"I'm willing to help."
Hua Wuying He took the iron box with a smile, then turned to look at the crowd.
Not far away, Wu Yue and Wu Changfeng, the seriously injured father and son, were talking quietly in a corner; Ding Shuanghe was surrounded by a large group of people, who seemed to admire his performance today and made friends with him one after another; Qiu Chan had woken up, but her expression was still a little sluggish. She sat alone with a cold face and ate dry food.
There are more people, they put bandages on themselves and take the medicine they carry with them. Some familiar people massage each other to relieve the pain, and some unfamiliar people sit together and have a half-baked chat. In the sky, there are still some people comforting their companions who have lost relatives and friends.
"Brother Fu Xian."
Hua Wuying whispered: "I also want to thank you."
Fu Qingzhou was startled.
"You didn't kill the lay disciples in Fanyin Temple." Hua Wuying said with a smile: "Emotionally and rationally, they are all considered evil. Even if you kill them, no one will say anything, but you still stay in the end. Killed them."
Fu Qingzhou laughed: "What's the matter? They haven't completely become evil yet, and they don't have the ability to do evil things for Fanyin Temple. Many people have been deceived into it. Why kill?"
Hua Wuying smiled and nodded.
While the two were talking, he looked at the people around him again.
After a moment of silence, he said to Fu Qingzhou: "Brother Xian, since you think they are all here because of you, now that the big thing has been decided, you should go and say something to them."
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"Brother, I understand that the death of Senior Zuo is a big blow to you, but we have not only accomplished a big thing, we may have to face Jin Chan Temple in the future... These people may be brothers and sisters around you in the future. "
"They should know you and know what kind of person you are." Fu Qingzhou was stunned again, and then smiled softly: "Don't bother me, I'll talk to Qiu Chan and the others. Man, it’s better to recognize you as the young leader.”
He stood up and walked towards Qiu Chan.
"Brother, I'm with you!" Tang Jiao immediately smelled something wrong and followed closely.
Fu Qingzhou smiled, did not refuse, and brought her to Qiu Chan.
“Coming?”
Qiu Chan spoke before him.
She raised her eyelids slightly and said feebly: "I have done such a big thing for you, and it took you so long to come and see me? Master is right, men are not good things."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "I'm sorry, I was in a bad mood just now and didn't want to talk."
"Hypocritical."
Qiu Chan whispered: "A manly man, cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh, avenge when you want, and do whatever you want. Why are you pretending to be sentimental?"
Fu Qingzhou chuckled: "You're right, you have a good rest tonight, let's have a drink in the fishing tea town tomorrow?"
Qiu Chan raised a smile from the corner of her eyes and looked at Tang Jiao behind Fu Qingzhou.
Tang Jiao's eyes were almost filled with murderous fire.
"I don't dare to drink alone with a pervert like you." Qiu Chan pretended not to notice and stretched out her lazy and charming body: "Call the others and get drunk."
Fu Qingzhou He chuckled and nodded.
At this moment, Ding Shuanghe's voice came from beside him: "My benefactor."
Turning around, it was Ding Shuanghe who looked pale and slightly tired. He saw Fu Qingzhou turning around , and immediately bowed deeply: "I have met my benefactor."
Fu Qingzhou quickly reached out to help him.
Dante Shuanghe not only showed great talent in the Fanyin Temple today, but at least he was also a leader in righteousness and bravery. His sharp sword was amazing. He had just made friends with many people. At this time, they saw the leader suddenly bowing to a young man in the crowd. Bowing, he was a little stunned.
"Old Ding, what are you doing?"
Fu Qingzhou lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you messing with me!"
Ding Shuanghe raised his head, with a smile in his eyes meaning.
“Don’t you understand?” Qiu Chan on the side laughed softly: “This is all because the Young Leader is flattering you.”
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows and saw Hua Wuying not far away, smiling at him and waving.
"Brother Hua, what are you doing? Does he want me to be the young alliance leader for him?"
He had no choice but to help Ding Shuanghe... At this time, Wu Yue, Wu Changfeng and his son were also walking slowly, supporting each other.
“Young man, you are not simple.”
Wu Yue said with emotion: “Back then, I didn’t know your name and wanted to tie you up and ask for the rare treasure. Now we know that a hero comes from a young man... …My son Changfeng relied on your care to save his life from Fazheng. Now he has grown a lot and can finally make me feel at ease.”
"Now you have made such great contributions to the world...Compared with you, I have lived like a dog in the past few decades. Young man, please accept my respect!"
As he said, he He actually arched his waist and bowed to Fu Qingzhou!
Although Wu Changfeng was still coughing, he winked mischievously at his brother Fu and bowed down.
Fu Qingzhou was shocked and hurriedly tried to help him.
If Ding Shuanghe’s bow only caused some discussion, the bow of the Wu family and his son was enough to shock and puzzle everyone around them to the extreme!
Who is this young man?
Why should he be so respected by a leader and a peak martial artist?
Could he be the person who hid his name and sneaked into Fanyin Temple before?
But even so, it is not worthy of such a gift!
Fu Qingzhou awkwardly straightened Wu Yue up, his eyes scanning the doubtful and curious eyes around him, feeling helpless.
But...even though he doesn't like to flaunt himself in front of others, the feeling of being recognized by others is always great.
In this case, let’s accept Brother Hua’s kindness.
"Everyone! Don't worry about who I am, I don't have the energy to speak at the moment, and you don't have the energy to listen either!"
He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Tomorrow at dusk, fishermen In the tea town, I will treat you all with enough food and wine! Let’s have a bowl of wine and make friends!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone burst out laughing and responded cheerfully.
Tang Jiao snickered and looked at her eldest brother's back with admiration in her eyes.
Qiu Chan clicked her tongue: "This guy, he took the proposal from me as a favor..."
As she said that, she suddenly smiled lightly.
(End of this chapter)