Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 272: Fanwai-Xie Fuzhou (Part 1)
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Xie Fuzhou, the lord of the sea, can also be regarded as a figure in Kun-Lai.
When I was young, I became a family and started a career. I built the Haijing Demon City with one hand. In only a hundred years, he has been among the top Kun Lai.
His deeds can also be written into a book-no, it should be said that all the Kun-Lai executives 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 when he first started, he was not used to Kun-Lai's Fu Dao. However, after a hundred years of assiduous research, he could already build and fly independently. The power of the peak is there.
Be aware that in Kun-Lai, at that time, the only person who could build Feilaifeng independently was only the head, and everyone else had to work together. Most of the people in Fufeng were part of the development of Feilaifeng. No one can think about the direction like Xie Chuandeng. He just had to recite more than four million special runes alone, and made simplified changes. After the seven masters of the school became elders, he and An Xian, Bai Yun, sleeves, Ning Yuzhi, etc. People are the top figures in the second-generation seven shows.
As for his grandmother, Mrs. Yuan, Xie Fuzhou has always been a little bit of her. The indifferent and ruthless Mrs. Yuan is already a hundred years old. She relies on pill to maintain her life, but she has an extraordinary aura. Xie Fuzhou doesn’t know why. It's not 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 cultivated the golden core for a hundred years. In Kun-Lai, where there are many talents, that is the existence of idlers, and his biological mother is even more talking about it. A monk from Yifeng-everyone knows that Kun-Lai Yixiu's marriage is always full of deceit and mistrust.
After maintaining their family 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 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 by their parents with the latest medicinal liquid since childhood. It was horrible to memorize medical books that were higher than himself. He had no interest in studying medicine at all.
When he was a few years old, Xie Chuandeng hugged him and asked gently 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!"
The Mirage Peak, also known as the Magic Peak, is good at illusion and deceiving the enemy. Their tricks on this peak are most popular with children, and basically they can only make a little money for the children.
But Xie Chuandeng obviously didn’t like this ideal too much. His gentle eyebrows were sharp in an instant. He glanced at Xie Shouqing, who lowered his head, and smiled: “The mirage is very poor. Go there, you will even like the cloud. I can’t even eat melons."
"Grandpa didn't buy it for me?" Xiao Fuzhou asked with a bit of aggrieved eyes widening.
That little look is too cute, Xie Chuandeng couldn't resist, and immediately said: "Buy, buy, buy, of course!"
"So, I'm going to Mirage!" Xiao Fuzhou made a fist with a firm 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 qualifications are too poor to inherit his father's Talisman Dao at all.
"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, "Everyone is different. Difficult."
"Although my aptitude is poor, Fu Zhou is like a human being. As long as he is willing to work hard, he can inherit your mantle." Xie Shouqing said seriously.
"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 whispered, "I truly regard you as my father."
Almost a hundred years have passed, but Xie Shouqing still clearly remembers that winter when he and his parents encountered robbers. His father abandoned them and ran away. His mother was killed to save him. Seeing that he was going to die, it was Xie Chuandeng. Saved him.
He invited his mother's soul, and made a request with some embarrassment, that is, to use his mother's body as a price to allow her to cultivate ghosts and immortals.
But when the mother’s ghost heard that he was the 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. She didn’t want to live anymore. A ghost becomes an immortal, and is willing to reincarnate, only to ask the **** to consider my son an adopted son, and to 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 asked the gods to be resurrected, not to cultivate.
Xie Chuandeng reluctantly explained that after her mother's soul was damaged in the sun, she was already incomplete and could not recover her soul, otherwise he would be saved as well.
So he became his child and changed his name to Xie Shouqing.
As for the Shangxian who later resurrected with a mother-like body, he only changed her initials, but no longer called her mother-in-law. Like Fu Zhou, he didn’t like this mother (grandma). Xie Shouqing even felt that a stone was better She came with warmth.
In these years, my father really regarded him as a parent and child, and he never slackened his concern for education. This made Xie Shouqing faintly unfair to his father. Mrs. Yuan never paid for the family, but always made all kinds of difficulties for him and Fuzhou, father. She was still unhappy after returning to him several times. What qualifications does it 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 mention this again in the future," Xie Chuandeng gently rubbed the top of his head, with gentle brows, "otherwise she will make trouble for 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 cultivate, 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.
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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 grandpa looked pale and thoughtless. He thought it was his grandma's death, which gave him a big blow.
However, within two days, his grandfather asked his father to take him away.
Leave?
What's the joke?
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. How can he just leave? Was his future used to make fun of them?
When being questioned in this way, Xie Shouqing seemed to be embarrassed, begging to generally look at Xie Chuandeng, who squeezed the jade pendant hanging 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 art of flying peaks secretly.
Xie Fuzhou feels even more ridiculous when he thinks of this. Feilaifeng is not a person's business at all. From materials to auxiliary, it is the seamless cooperation of each peak to produce such a great treasure. Want to do it is completely dreaming!
When he questioned Xie Chuandeng like this, the other party was not angry, but smiled slightly: "Fu Zhou really saw clearly, but at the beginning, I have no way out."
"Then why do you pull me on your thief ship?" Xie Fuzhou was young and vigorous at the time and asked directly.
"There is always a way out for you father and son." He only said one sentence, and then he didn't say it again.
Xie Fuzhou was so angry that he left directly. These days, he has been angry in Taiqing for more than ten years.
Xie Shouqing walked slowly 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, I 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, I was afraid that I would not be a Kun-Lai person and could only be a Kun-Lai ghost. It's - even to keep a secret, a ghost can't be a ghost.
After a while, Xie Chuandeng said faintly: "I write the drawings silently, it may be ten years, hope, it's too late."
"Father," Xie Shouqing walked to his 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 the pen and ink fainted on the paper. After a long time, he slowly said: "You have to try..."
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Ten years later, Xie Chuandeng died because of a demon, and Xie Shouqing was forced to commit suicide. The only one who survived the Xie family was Xie Fuzhou, a lone seedling. Du Miao read the manuscripts of several rooms all night, and after cursing. He closed the door and never opened it again.
Then Xie Fuzhou closed the mountain and locked the formation, along the secret road left by his grandfather when he changed the formation, left the Taiqing faction, and mixed into the slave team who went to the north to mine. This is the information he found in Taiqing. He also has a map of the mine, so that at least half of the road to Xizhou will be escorted by people from Taiqing, so it is safe and secure.
When he arrived at the mine in the northwest, Xie Fuzhou finally found a chance to get away after digging the mine for more than ten years, pretending to be a disciple of school, and mixed into the caravan to go to Ziyun Road.
It was a difficult journey, and 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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