Chapter 728 Lord
“I now suspect that the ‘lord’ is the late emperor.”
These words scattered in the wind, blowing away the wine on Zhao Hao’s body gas.
Zhao Hao's eyes widened and he looked at Fu Qingzhou like a madman.
“Do you know what you are talking about?”
After a long while, he suppressed his words: "Would you consider going to the palace to see the imperial doctor to check your brain?"
Fu Qingzhou shrugged.
He took a sip of wine and thought of what he had seen in Qing Jiangzi's memory.
After that group of people recruited Qing Jiangzi, they did not immediately ask him to do anything. Instead, they raised him and asked him to concentrate on his practice.
For a long time, he only did three things.
First, write down all the secrets of the True Immortal Palace that he knows.
Second, concentrate on cultivation and ignore foreign affairs... It was also during this period that Qingjiangzi spent more than ten years and finally broke through the realm of cave heaven.
Third, train apprentices.
In the past twenty years, Qingjiangzi was occasionally asked to train some apprentices. Those people had unknown origins and identities. They were just brought to him. After he taught him what he had learned, they became will be taken away.
It can be said that those so-called disciples actually have no feelings for him.
The only one who had some feelings was the Taoist priest Chen Feng... But that guy was also unlucky. He was arranged by Wuli Village to attack Fu Qingzhou, but he was easily killed by the old ghost.
During those years, Qingjiangzi had no idea who his masters were or what they were planning.
He could only guess that the person who called himself "Little Wang" was a prince.
This is completely consistent with Fu Qingzhou’s guess.
Fu Qingzhou also believed at that time that the "little king" was the later King of Xishuo.
But... Qing Jiangzi's recent memory completely overturned his view!
......
"Taoist Priest Qingjiangzi, you are here."
A few people bowed deeply: "My lord, I have been waiting for you inside for a long time."
Qing Jiangzi was wearing a Taoist robe and had a calm and proud face. He smiled slightly and strode towards the house in front of him.
This place is a bamboo forest.
Through the bamboo forest, there was a three-story building deep in the forest. There was a person standing outside the building. When he saw him coming, he turned around.
At that time, Fu Qingzhou was following Qing Jiangzi through the bamboo forest in his memory. When he saw this person, his pupils suddenly shrank.
This man's face had a large scar left by severe burns.
This scar covered the right half of his face, passing through his mouth, the bridge of his nose, his right eye, and even spread to his scalp. The severe burns left him with no eyelids on the right half of his face. , without ears, looks particularly scary.
But he seemed to have already accepted his appearance, smiled calmly, and nodded to Qing Jiangzi: "Taoist Master, you are here."
"You are...Mr. Song, right."
Qing Jiangzi has obviously heard of this person, and nodded slightly: "The Lord is inside?"
"Yes, he has been waiting for you for a long time."
This Mr. Song smiled He smiled: "In addition, Alliance Leader Jiang and Master Huijue are also in the building."
...
“Wait!”
On the roof, Zhao Hao’s eyes widened: “Who are you talking about? Someone named Song? Are there burns on his face?!”
< br>Fu Qingzhou nodded.
"Holy crap, how could it be him...how could it be him?!" Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and said, "He always knew, but never told me!"
Fu Qingzhou glanced at him lightly.
"You...you go on first." Zhao Hao's face has darkened: "Go on."
......
Qing Jiangzi passed over the man Mr. Song walked into the building.
On the first floor of the small building, there were about ten people sitting or standing here and there. When they saw Qing Jiangzi, they all cast doubtful glances.
It was obvious that they had not seen him.
This is not surprising, after all, Qing Jiangzi has hardly done anything outside in the past twenty years.
But when they saw the Taoist priest ascending the stairs leading to the second floor, the confusion in their eyes turned into awe.
On the second floor, there were only four people.
As soon as he went upstairs, Qingjiangzi was startled.
"Is it you?"
He blurted out.
On the second floor, there were all his acquaintances.
In Qingjiangzi's previous life, Fu Qingzhou had only seen things briefly and could not see them clearly, so he did not recognize these people, but Qingjiangzi called out their names.
"Feng Xiaotian, Yun Mengdie, Lei Zhenyue, Shui Roubo?" He frowned and said, "Why are you four brothers and sisters here?"
"You are..."
Seeing him, the four middle-aged people, two men and two women, stood up quickly, with some shock and fear in their eyes: "Taoist Master Qingjiangzi? "
When Qing Jiangzi called out their names, Fu Qingzhou remembered.
In his previous memory, he had seen Qing Jiangzi dealing with these four people.
It's just that everyone was still young at that time, and Qing Jiangzi had just founded his own sect. After that, due to some common minor frictions in the world, he fought against these four people, and then... beat the shit out of them.
"It seems that we serve the same master now."
Qing Jiangzi soon figured it out, his brows stretched, and he smiled slightly: "In this case, the grievances of the past, Just write it off."
The four of them were silent, and then the eldest brother asked carefully: "You... want to go to the third floor?"
" Hmm.”
Qing Jiangzi should be very chic, but he also has an indescribable arrogance.
Hearing the affirmative answer, the four brothers and sisters also showed awe in their eyes.
“I didn’t expect that after so many years, Taoist priest, you have reached such a state. You are indeed a genius.”
After complimenting each other, they bowed their hands in a slight salute: “So, we brothers and sisters The four of them will not disturb the Taoist priest when he goes upstairs to discuss important matters."
Qing Jiangzi smiled slightly and walked up the stairs leisurely.
He enjoyed this feeling of being respected.
What's more, now that he has broken through the Cave Heaven Realm, except for those top powerhouses on the Xuan Star level, he is now a first-class powerhouse in the world. No matter which sect he goes to, he is at the level of leader and elder.
However, his arrogance disappeared the moment he stepped onto the third floor.
Three floors, only two people.
Jiang Baichuan and Huijue.
Huijue still looked like the little novice monk, sitting cross-legged in the corner, with his eyelids drooping, as if he was in meditation.
Jiang Baichuan stood by the railing with his hands behind his hands, looking at the sky.
Qing Jiangzi had only heard of their names but had never seen them. It was not until the moment he stepped onto the third floor that he felt two terrible pressures coming towards his face!
In his memory, Fu Qingzhou could see his self-perception - that sense of oppression solidified in his eyes.
A giant Buddha stood behind Huijue. The golden body of the giant Buddha was brilliant, his face was solemn, and a string of Buddhist beads hung around his neck. However, the beads were riddled with holes, and countless pairs of withered hands stretched out from them. , the blood dripped down the Buddha's hand, dripping and seeping.
Jiang Baichuan was like a black hole, absorbing all the surrounding light. He stood there like a sword that had been forged thousands of times. It was so sharp that people dared not look directly at it. Just one look at it would make his soul pierce out. Countless holes.
As soon as Qing Jiangzi entered the third floor, he froze in place, his eyes widened and his breathing stopped.
Fortunately, this state only lasted for a moment.
A moment later, Hui Jue opened his eyes, and the big Buddha behind him suddenly disappeared; Jiang Baichuan also turned around, and the sword intent that he embodied also disappeared.
“Are you Qingjiangzi?”
Jiang Baichuan asked in a deep voice.
Sweat broke out on Qingjiangzi's forehead, and he nodded slightly: "...Yes."
"Wait here." It was Hui Jue who spoke this time: "The Lord is coming soon. . ”
For Qing Jiangzi, before stepping onto the third floor, he was a jiaozi walking in the spring breeze.
But facing these two people at this time, he seemed to be trapped in the cold winter.
He has no right to be here.
Calling him to come here must be because he had an important task to answer...
Just as Qingjiangzi was thinking, there was the sound of footsteps stepping on the stairs behind him.
Fu Qingzhou turned back with him.
Under the stairs, three figures walked up together.
The three of them were all people Qing Jiangzi had met more than twenty years ago, and they were also the people who appeared with the "little king".
Nowadays, they are all middle-aged people in their forties or fifties. They no longer have the youthful spirit of the past, replaced by a calm majesty.
The identity of the two people walking behind could not be identified, but Fu Qingzhou recognized the person at the front immediately.
This must be King Xishuo and Zhao Hao’s father!
Without him, they look so much alike!
More than 20 years ago, Zhao Liang, the king of Xishuo, was much thinner and not as fat as Zhao Hao today. Moreover, he stood behind the "little king" as if he was standing in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly.
But now, he is completely a serious and aging version of Zhao Hao, with almost eighty-nine points of similarity between his eyebrows and eyes, which makes people lament the power of genes.
But that’s not the point.
The point is, he actually held a tablet in his arms!
Fu Qingzhou couldn't see the words on the tablet. He guessed that it was because Qing Jiangzi lowered his head and leaned down, so he couldn't read it clearly.
But he heard it.
He heard Zhao Liang, King of Xishuo, speak calmly, his tone full of solemnity.
"Please...my lord, take a seat."
(End of this chapter)