Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Chapter 272 Extra-Fune (above)

Xie Fuzhou, the lord of the sea, can also be regarded as a figure in Kun-Lai.

When he was young, he became a family and started his career. He built Haijing Demon City with one hand. In only a hundred years, he has been among the high-level Kun-Lai.

His deeds can also be written into a book-no, it should be said that all Kun-Lai high-level officials can become a best-selling book by opening a biography, which is basically all ups and downs.

His grandfather, Xie Chuandeng, was the top figure of Kun-Lai Fufeng. It is said that at the beginning, he was very uncomfortable with Kun-Lai Fu Dao, but after a hundred years of hard work, he was already able to build Feilai Feng independently. Existed.

You must know that in Kun-Lai, at that time, there was only one person in charge who could build Feilaifeng independently, and everyone else had to work together. Most of the people in Fufeng were specializing in Feilaifeng’s development direction. People like Xie Chuandeng can’t think about it, so they just have to recite more than four million special runes by themselves, and make simplified changes. After the seven masters and sisters in charge became elders, he and An Xian, Bai Yunxiu, Ning Yuzhi and others were the same. The top figure in the second-generation seven shows.

As for his grandmother, Mrs. Yuan, Xie Fuzhou has always been a little bit apprehensive about her. The indifferent and ruthless Mrs. Yuan is clearly a hundred-year-old. She relies on pill to maintain her life, but she has an extraordinary aura. Xie Fuzhou doesn’t know if it’s an illusion. He can always feel the grandmother’s dislike for him, so he always hides when he can hide from her, trying not to say a word.

His father, Xie Shouqing, was not an outstanding person. He was not highly qualified. He had only cultivated the golden core in the past century. In Kun-Lai, where there are many talents, that is the existence of idlers, and his biological mother is even more talked about by Yifeng. A monk-everyone knows, Kun-Lai Medical Xiu’s marriage is always full of deceit and mistrust.

After their family maintained for two years, Xie Shouqing felt that he could not bear the deep love, and took his son back to Taiyifeng.

Xie Chuandeng only sighed at the time, and he took care of his son. At the cost of practicing with her for a month, the sister did not take his son away.

Later, when I heard about this, Xie Fuzhou was very grateful to his grandfather. Yifeng’s guys were terrible. He had several Yifeng children who were beaten up with the latest medicinal liquid by their parents since childhood. The high level of medical books is simply terrible, and he has no interest in studying medicine at all.

When he was a few years old, Xie Chuandeng hugged him and gently asked what kind of fairy way he wanted to learn.

Xie Fuzhou said milkily at the time: “If you want a mirage, go to the mirage!”

Mirage Peak, also known as Magic Peak, is good at illusion and deceiving enemies. Their tricks on this peak are most popular with children, and basically they can only make a little money for children.

But Xie Chuandeng obviously didn’t like this ideal too much. His gentle eyebrows were sharp instantly, and he glanced at Xie Shouqing, who was bowing his head, and smiled: “The Mirage is very poor. Go there and you will even eat the Yungua you like. Sorry.”

“Grandpa didn’t buy it for me?” Xiao Fuzhou asked with wide-eyed eyes.

That little look was too cute, Xie Chuandeng couldn’t resist, and immediately said, “Buy, buy, buy, of course!”

“So, I’m going to Mirage!” Xiao Fuzhou clenched his fist with a firm expression on his face.

Xie Chuandeng felt helpless, put down the boat and let him play by himself.

Xie Shouqing walked over slowly, his brows were very handsome, his expression was guilty, and he bowed his head and sighed, “Father, I am incompetent.”

His aptitude is too poor to inherit his father’s Dao.

“Don’t be discouraged, it’s your responsibility,” Xie Chuandeng waved his hand, walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and said calmly.

“Although I have poor aptitude, Fu Zhou is like a human being. As long as he is willing to use his heart, he will certainly inherit your mantle.” Xie Shouqing said earnestly.

“It’s not necessary. If there is a chance, let Fu Zhou return to his mother.” Xie Chuandeng turned to look at him, Qingjun’s face looked tired, “If you didn’t insist, I would not leave Fu Zhou.”

“If you don’t leave Fu Zhou, my mother will make trouble for you again. Besides, I can’t bear him.” Xie Shouqing walked to him and said in a low voice, “I truly regard you as a father.”

Nearly a hundred years have passed, but Xie Shouqing still clearly remembers that winter when he and his parents met bandits. His father abandoned them and ran away. His mother was killed to save him. Seeing that he was going to die, Xie Chuandeng saved him. .

He attracted the soul of his mother, and made a request with some embarrassment, that is, to use his mother’s body as a price to allow his mother to cultivate ghosts and immortals.

But when the mother’s ghost heard that he was Kun-Lai Shangxian, she immediately said: “The local women are grateful to the Shangxian for saving my parents and children, but the local women’s husband abandoned me and left me. She didn’t want to live anymore. Now she doesn’t want to become a ghost. , I am willing to reincarnate, and only ask the **** to take my son as an adopted son and take it to Kun-Lai for immortality. This body will be left to the gods’ disposal.”

Xie Chuandeng thought for a moment, then asked him if he was willing.

He was still young at the time, so he only wanted to be resurrected by the gods, and didn’t ask for the cultivation of gods.

Xie Chuandeng reluctantly explained that after the mother’s soul was damaged in the sun, she was already incomplete and unable to recover her soul, otherwise he would be saved and saved.

So he became his child and changed his name to Xie Shouqing.

As for the Shangxian who resurrected his soul with a mother-like body, he just changed her initials, but was no longer called a mother-in-law. Like Fuzhou, he didn’t like this mother (grandma). Xie Shouqing even felt that a stone was better than her. temperature.

In recent years, his father really regarded him as a parent and child, and he never slackened his concern for education. This made Xie Shouqing conceal his injustice. Mrs. Yuan never paid for the family, but always made all kinds of difficulties for him and Fuzhou. She was still unhappy after returning to the caregiver. What qualifications did she have to be unhappy? Compared with her, Xie Shouqing even thinks that Master An Feng looks much more cute.

It’s a pity that my qualifications are really unbearable.

“Don’t talk about this again in the future,” Xie Chuandeng gently rubbed the top of his head, with gentle brows, “otherwise she will trouble you again.”

“I know, I won’t make it difficult for you to do it.” Xie Shouqing nodded and said, anyway, my mother’s body can’t be cultivated, and it will be the limit in ten years. By then everyone will be free!

He even thought that he could buy a good piece of land in Yanfeng and bury his mother well.

When Xie Fuzhou was fourteen years old, his grandmother died.

He found that his father seemed to let go of the big stone when he buried his grandma, but his grandfather’s expression was pale and his thoughts were out of his mind. He thought it was his grandma’s death that gave him a big blow.

However, within two days, his grandfather asked his father to take him away.

go away?

Are you kidding me?

Xie Fuzhou almost thought that he was not his own!

He has been studying at the outer door for seven years. He has excellent grades and Shengshan is favored by all kinds of people. Was his future used to make fun of them?

When being questioned in this way, Xie Shouqing also seemed to be embarrassed, begging to generally look at Xie Chuandeng, who squeezed the jade pendant that was hung on his neck again, and shook his head regretfully.

So Xie Fuzhou was knocked out, and when he woke up, he knew that he had arrived on the territory of Zhongzhou.

Only then did I know that Xie Chuandeng was originally the master of the Taiqing Sect. In the beginning, he came to Kun-Lai to learn the technique of Feilaifeng.

Xie Fuzhou felt even more ridiculous when he thought of this. Feilaifeng is not a person’s business at all. From materials to assistance, it is the seamless cooperation of the peaks to produce such a great magic weapon. One person wants to do it for nothing. dream!

When he questioned Xie Chuandeng in this way, the other party was not angry, but smiled slightly: “Fu Zhou really can see clearly, but at the beginning, I have no way out.”

“Then why did you pull me on your thief ship?” Xie Fuzhou was young and energetic at the time and asked directly.

“Always give you father and son a retreat.” He only said one sentence, and said nothing again.

Xie Fuzhou was so angry that he left directly. These days, he had been angry in Taiqing for more than a decade.

Xie Shouqing slowly walked to his father’s side, and said with some worry: “Or, tell him?”

“Don’t,” Xie Chuandeng sat back at the table calmly and continued to silently write the blueprints, “The Taoist matter, how can he be able to listen to the foundation.”

That’s right. On the day Xie Shouqing left, he remembered the feeling of knowing that Mrs. Yuan was the master of Yuan Dao. It was beyond words to describe. If Fu Zhou really didn’t leave at the time, he would not be a Kun-Lai, but a Kun-Lai ghost—— Even to keep secrets, ghosts can’t be considered.

After a while, Xie Chuandeng said lightly: “I write the drawings silently, it may be ten years, hope, it’s too late.”

“Father,” Xie Shouqing walked to the side and calmly rubbed the ink for him, while saying, “I know so much, I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave.”

Xie Chuandeng’s fingers stiffened, and his pen and ink fainted on the paper. After a long time, he slowly said, “You have to try…”

Ten years later, Xie Chuandeng died due to a delusion, and Xie Shouqing was forced to commit suicide. The only one who survived the Xie family was Xie Fuzhou, a lone seedling. The single seedling read the manuscripts of several rooms all night, and after cursing, he closed the door. , Never opened again.

Then Xie Fuzhou closed the mountain and locked the formation, and left the Taiqing faction along the secret road left by his grandfather when he changed the formation, and mixed into the slave team who went to the north to mine. This is the information he found in Taiqing. He still has Mine map, so that at least half of the road to Xizhou is escorted by people from the Qing Dynasty, so it is safe and secure.

When he arrived at the mine in the northwest, after Xie Fuzhou had been digging for more than ten years, he finally found a chance to get out, pretend to be a student, and mixed into the caravan to go to Ziyun Road.

It was a difficult journey, but it really made him return to Xizhou.

I found out that the place where the household registration was not strict was the southern seaside, so I went all the way south.

After waiting for some time, it was finally time to pick the dragon and the phoenix, and found the opportunity to swallow the old pill.

This time, he wants to get a new life!

Then, he stepped on a jellyfish…

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