Chapter 696: Them Under the Mask
Fu Qingzhou took the initiative to walk out of the tent.
He knew that someone from the Spirit Mirror Sect was here.
Opening the tent and going out, there were twelve people wearing metal masks standing outside.
Their bodies were covered in blood, and many of them were still wearing bandages and looked seriously injured.
They had also just returned from the battlefield.
Seeing Fu Qingzhou, their eyes turned over at the same time, and a killing intent that could almost condense into substance rushed towards their faces!
Fu Qingzhou heard Hua Wuying mention that even the weakest of these Spirit Mirror Sect disciples had the Sixth Level of Spiritual Aperture.
As for the most powerful "Mr. Big" among them, it is very likely that he has reached the eighth or even ninth realm of the spiritual aperture.
In this way, twelve people expressed murderous intent at the same time. Even Fu Qingzhou instantly felt cold all over his body and his scalp became numb.
But he kept his expression unchanged and just let out a breath.
"Junior Fu Qingzhou."
He cupped his fists and saluted the twelve people: "I have seen all the elders of Lingjing Sect."
"Hmph, we can't afford it. Get up!”
The leader, Mr. Da, sneered: “You are a big shot in Mingjian Pavilion who can make Wandu Mountain surrender with just one word! Even Leader Lin can only take his life because of your power. Go fight!”
Fu Qingzhou's brows sank slightly.
Then, he bowed again to these Spirit Mirror Sect disciples.
"Everyone, it was me who took Master Lin away and failed to bring him back. I am indeed responsible for this. I would like to express my apology to you..."
Fu Qingzhou This bow was very deep, far more than ninety degrees, and almost exposed the entire back of the head.
“What’s the point of being sorry?”
A middle-aged woman next to Mr. Da also sneered: "If you have the ability, you..."
"But."
At this moment, Fu Qingzhou suddenly straightened up and calmly interrupted He heard her words: "You said that Mr. Lin was forced to risk his life because of lust. I can only think that you are insulting Mr. Lin."
"What did you say?" Mr. Da behind the mask His pupils suddenly shrank.
The remaining Spirit Mirror Sect disciples also suddenly burst out with strong anger, and some of them seemed to want to rush forward.
"If you don't say anything shocking, you will die." Elder Yu, who was standing by the tent and watching silently, gently shook his head with a smile on his face.
She has no doubt that Fu Qingzhou can solve the current situation.
It’s just that... even though three years have passed, this young man is still as good at stirring up people’s emotions with his passion as he was then.
Not so mature.
But it also made the power that he had previously shown faintly in the tent dissipate calmly, returning to simplicity.
"Did I say something wrong?"
Facing the anger of the Lingjing Sect disciples, Fu Qingzhou remained calm. He said in a deep voice: "Do you think that Master Lin died generously because he was forced to do so? Do you think he is a person who is willing to bow to authority and grovel?"
This sentence was so loud that all the disciples of the Spirit Mirror Sect were stunned.
"I will tell you how Master Lin passed away."
Fu Qingzhou asked slowly: "The premise is that you calm down - can you do it? Do you want to listen? ”
After a brief silence, Mr. Da spoke: "Just say it, we can do it."
This time, his voice was much calmer.
Except for Lin Wangshu, this great gentleman was the backbone of the Lingjing Sect disciples. He opened his mouth, and the others tolerated it even though they were clearly still angry.
"Okay."
Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "I only met Master Lin today, but..."
He started with the three of them taking a small boat to the Yin Spring Water, and continued until Lin Wangshu used the Xuanxuan Mirror and the Wind and Rain Formation at the same time, until he turned into nothingness and passed away.
In addition to the unnecessary redundant content about the Styx Valley, Lingwu Mountain, etc., Fu Qingzhou explained in detail almost every word, every expression, and every action Lin Wangshu said. .
During the whole process, the Lingjing Sect disciples became more and more silent and lowered their heads.
When they heard Lin Wangshu's last words, several of them even began to sob softly.
“When Leader Lin sacrificed himself, I had an idea in my mind.”
Fu Qingzhou sighed: "I think I can no longer judge Master Lin arbitrarily. The realm in his heart is far higher than mine, even higher than some of the powerful people in the Xuanxing Realm I have met."
He raised his head and looked at the Spirit Mirror Sect disciples: "At the moment when he finally passed away, I didn't even think that he was dead, but that he had truly achieved transcendence and become an immortal."
"...Master Fu, you are very good at speaking beautiful words."
After a moment of silence, Mr. Da said in a deep voice: "We brothers and sisters are grateful that you told Master Lin everything in detail before his death. But today we are here to ask for an explanation.”
“Eh?”
Fu Qingzhou hadn't spoken yet, but the Miao girl on the side had her arms crossed, wiping away the tears she had secretly shed while listening to the story, and said angrily: "You people are so ignorant!"
She said angrily: "Master Lin is such a heroic figure. He is willing to sacrifice his life to save all the people in the world, but you are here wallowing in mischief! You have lowered Master Lin's demeanor!"
"Okay, Xiaobai." The silent Elder Yu said softly: "Let Mr. Fu speak."
"..." Miao Nu stepped aside angrily.
Fu Qingzhou cast a grateful look at her, and then turned to the disciples of Lingjing Sect: "So I don't know what you guys want to say?"
"Lingjing Sect."
Mr. Da said in a muffled voice. Said: "Lingjing Sect will definitely not be able to support itself with just the few of us. Head Lin has passed away, and Mr. Fu, you are an official of the imperial court. You have money, resources, and resources. We want you to provide land, money, and people." Help us rebuild the Spirit Mirror Sect."
After hearing this, Miao Nu, who had just shut up, couldn't help it anymore, and said bitterly: "It's true that he is just asking for money."< br>
Several Spirit Mirror Sect disciples lowered their heads slightly, their faces could not be seen clearly under the iron masks.
Fu Qingzhou sighed softly: "In order to pass on the Lingjing Sect for Master Lin, you have to act like a street gangster, don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"..."
After a brief silence, Mr. Da also sighed: "So, we don't actually have to do this, right?"
"Of course."
Fu Qingzhou said seriously: "Lingjingmen It will be passed on, I said.”
"...I'm sorry."
Mr. Da said dullly: "We, the twelve brothers and sisters, have never been treated well by people in this world except at the Spirit Mirror Sect. Thinking about the worst first, I bumped into Mr. Fu..."
He stood up, and the other eleven people also stood up.
Then, they bowed deeply to Fu Qingzhou amidst the slightly shocked eyes of the people around him.
"Well... I still have a conscience."
The Miao girl Xiaobai murmured, and suddenly turned her eyes to a young Miao man who was running quickly not far away, holding a wooden box in his hand.
"Ajiao, don't go there!"
She stopped him: "They are talking about something."
"Well, let him come over." Fu Qingzhou But he tilted his head and smiled and said, "I called him."
Miao girl Xiaobai was startled and turned sideways to let him go.
But the young Miao Han came to Fu Qingzhou and opened the wooden box carefully: "Master Fu, I washed the clothes as you asked."
"Thank you."
Fu Qingzhou responded and took out an aqua blue robe from the wooden box.
Seeing this robe, the disciples of the Spirit Mirror Sect’s eyes widened instantly!
“These are the clothes left by Master Lin.”
Fu Qingzhou held the robe and said to them: "Let's set up a tomb for him."
"...Master!"
Mr. Da's voice was a little choked.
Then, he actually reached out his hand and slowly took off the mask on his face.
This iron mask had been with him for who knows how many years. When he took off the mask, he revealed the face underneath that was extremely pale because he had not seen the sun for many years.
This is a very ordinary-looking middle-aged man, who must be fifty years old. If it weren't for the dazzling word "prison" that occupies half of his cheek, he would be an ordinary person who would disappear if he immersed himself in the crowd.
But that bright red tattoo is destined to be the lowest and most despicable existence wherever he goes.
As he took off his mask, the other eleven Spirit Mirror Sect disciples also took off their masks one after another.
The oldest among them is naturally Mr. Da, while the youngest looks to be only in his twenties.
Without exception, everyone has a bright red word "prison" tattooed on their face.
That's the mark of the sinners.
They were supposed to die or be exiled, but because of their repentance and talent for cultivation, they were sent to the Spirit Mirror Sect by Ning Baimei as the new blood of the sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"Disciple, Da Jiang."
With tears in his eyes, Mr. Da knelt down in front of Lin Wangshu's robe: "Congratulations, Master."
After he knelt down, the other eleven Spiritual Mirror Sects naturally also knelt down one after another.
They each gave their names.
Big river, two mountains, three casts, four months, five winds, six clouds, seven seas, eight days, nine songs, ten rains, eleven flowers, and twelve dreams.
The moon is cast by the mountains and rivers, the wind and clouds make the sea and the sky sing, rain and flowers dream.
The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the moonlight is pouring, the winds and clouds are vast, the sea and the sky are boundless, we are singing to catch the rain and bathing in flowers and dreams.
Their names were chosen by Lin Wangshu. The twelve characters are connected into three words, which represent the magnificent mountains and rivers, the vast world, the love and the dream.
He hoped that these twelve people could see the world and be themselves.
"Congratulations, Master!"
Twelve people touched their heads to the ground and cried out in great sorrow.
The night sky was still clear and there were no rain clouds, but suddenly a light rain began to fall above the camp. It was gentle and calm, coming with the breeze, blowing on people's clothes, and then dissipated in an instant, leaving only a light rain. mark.
(End of this chapter)