Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Xie Fuzhou, the Lord of the Sea, can be regarded as a man of the hour in Kun-Lai.

He was successful at a young age, got married and started a business, and built the Haijing Demon City with one hand, but within a hundred years, he has already become a high-ranking member of Kunlai.

His deeds can also be written into a book—no, it should be said that a single biography of all high-ranking Kun-Lai officials can become a bestseller, and they are basically full of ups and downs.

His grandfather, Xie Chuandeng, was a top figure in Kunlai Fufeng. It is said that at the beginning, he was very uncomfortable with Kunlai's talisman, but with his hard work for a hundred years, he has become a powerful person who can independently build Feilai Peak. exists.

You must know that in the whole of Kunlai, at that time, the only person who could independently establish Feilai Peak was the head of the mountain. The rest of the people had to work together. People like Xie Chuandeng can't think about it, and insist on memorizing more than 400 million special runes alone, and make simplified changes. After the seven junior sisters and younger brothers in charge became elders, he, An Xian, Bai Yunxiu, Ning Yuzhi and others are the first The top figure in the second generation of seven shows.

As for his grandma, Mrs. Yuan, Xie Fuzhou has always been a little jealous of her. The cold and heartless Mrs. Yuan is clearly a hundred years old, and she relies on pills to maintain her life, but she has an extraordinary aura. Xie Fuzhou doesn't know if it is an illusion. He could always feel this grandma's dislike for him, so he always avoided her whenever he could, trying not to say a word.

His father, Xie Shouqing, is not an outstanding figure, his aptitude is not high, and he has only cultivated Jindan in a hundred years. In Kunlai, where there are many talents, he is like an idler. A monk—everyone knows that the marriage of a Kun-Lai doctor is always full of deception and mistrust.

After their family lasted for two years, Xie Shouqing felt that he could not bear the deep love, and fled back to Taiyi Peak with his son.

Xie Chuandeng just sighed at that time, and then took the initiative to protect his son. At the price of cooperating with her to practice for a month, the female cultivator did not take his son away.

When I heard about this later, Xie Fuzhou was very grateful to his grandfather. The guys at Yifeng are too scary. He has a few children at Yifeng who have been tortured by their parents with the latest medicinal liquid since they were young. The high medical book is simply too scary, he has no interest in studying medicine at all.

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

Xie Fuzhou said childishly at that time: "If you want Mirage Peak, go to Mirage Peak!"

Mirage Peak, also known as Magic Peak, is good at illusion to deceive the enemy. Their tricks are the most popular among children, and basically they can only earn some money for children.

But Xie Chuandeng obviously didn't like this ideal very much, his mild eyebrows and eyes sharpened instantly, he glanced at Xie Shouqing who was bowing his head at the side, and smiled again: "Mirage Peak is very poor, you will even eat the cloud melon you like when you go there Sorry."

"Grandpa, won't you buy it for me?" Xiao Fuzhou asked with wide eyes, feeling aggrieved.

That little figure is so cute, Xie Chuandeng couldn't resist, and immediately said: "Buy buy buy, of course buy!"

"That's why, I'm going to Mirage Peak!" Xiao Fuzhou clenched his fists with a firm expression on his face.

Xie Chuandeng was a little helpless, put down the boat and let him play by himself.

Xie Shouqing walked over slowly, his eyes were very handsome, with guilt in his expression, he lowered his head and sighed: "Father, I am incompetent."

His aptitude is too poor, and he can't inherit his father's talisman at all.

"Don't be discouraged, it's not your fault," 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, I let you learn the way of formation, it's hard to force you."

"Although my aptitude is poor, Fu Zhou is a man of heaven. As long as he is willing to work hard, he will definitely inherit your mantle." Xie Shouqing said earnestly.

"That's not necessary. If there is a chance, let Fuzhou go back to his mother." Xie Chuandeng turned to look at him, with a tired look on his handsome face, "If you hadn't insisted, I wouldn't have left Fuzhou either."

"If you don't keep Fu Zhou, your mother will trouble you again. Besides, I can't bear him." Xie Shouqing walked to his side and said in a low voice, "I really regard you as my father."

Nearly a hundred years have passed now, but Xie Shouqing still clearly remembers that winter, when he and his parents encountered bandits, his father abandoned their mother and son and fled, and his mother was killed to save him. Seeing that he was about to die, it was Xie Chuandeng who saved him .

He recruited his mother's soul, and made a somewhat embarrassing request, that is, to borrow his mother's body and use it as a price to allow her to cultivate ghosts and immortals.

But when the mother's ghost heard that he was the Kunlai Shangxian, she immediately said: "The woman is grateful to the Shangxian for saving my mother and son, but the husband of the woman abandoned me and left. She didn't want to live anymore. Now she doesn't want to become a ghost and become a fairy. , willing to be reincarnated, I just ask the gods to consider my son as an adopted son and bring my son to Kunlai to seek immortality, and this body will be at the mercy of the gods."

Xie Chuandeng thought for a moment, then asked him if he would like it.

He was still young at the time, and he only wanted the immortal to resurrect his mother, not to cultivate the immortal.

Xie Chuandeng explained helplessly that after his mother's soul was damaged in the sun, she was incomplete and could not return to her soul, otherwise she would have saved him.

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

As for the Shangxian who came back from his mother's body later, he just changed his first mother, but he no longer called his mother. Like Fu Zhou, he didn't like this mother (grandma). Xie Shouqing even felt that a stone was more important than her. temperature.

In recent years, his father has indeed regarded him as his own son, caring about education and never slacking off. This made Xie Shouqing feel aggrieved by his father—Mrs. She was not happy with the protection for the first time, what right did she have to be displeased?Compared with her, Xie Shouqing even thought that Master An was much cuter.

It's a pity that my aptitude is really unbearable.

"Don't bring this up again," Xie Chuandeng rubbed the top of his head lightly, with gentle eyes, "otherwise she will trouble you again."

"I know, I won't make it difficult for you, Dad." Xie Shouqing nodded and said, anyway, my mother's body cannot be cultivated, and it will be the limit in ten years, and everyone will be relieved by then!

He even thought about buying a good piece of land in Yanfeng and burying his mother's body properly.

When Xie Fuzhou was 14 years old, his grandmother died.

He found that his father seemed to let go of the big stone in his heart when he buried his grandma, but his grandfather was pale and lost his mind. He thought it was his grandma's death, which gave him a great blow.

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

leave?

Are you kidding me?

Xie Fuzhou almost thought that he was not his own!

He has been studying in the outer sect for seven years, and his grades are excellent. Shengshan is favored by all kinds of people, so how can he just leave?Is his future a joke for them?

When being questioned like this, Xie Shouqing also seemed to be troubled, and looked at Xie Chuandeng as if begging, and the latter pinched the jade pendant that had been hung again on his neck, and shook his head regretfully.

So Xie Fuzhou was knocked out, and when he woke up, he realized that he had arrived at the territory of Central Continent.

Only then did I know that Xie Chuandeng was originally the master of the Taiqing sect's pulse formation, and he came to Kunlai to learn the technique of flying to the peak in the first place.

When Xie Fuzhou thought of this, he found it even more ridiculous. Feilai Peak was not the work of one person at all. From materials to assistance, it was all due to the seamless cooperation of all peaks to produce such a great magic weapon. It was completely impossible for one person to do it with nothing dream!

When he questioned Xie Chuandeng like this, the other party not only didn't get angry, but smiled lightly: "As expected, Fuzhou can see clearly, but at the beginning, I have no way out."

"Then why did you pull me into your boat?" Xie Fuzhou was young and vigorous at that time, and asked directly.

"Always give your father and son a way out." He only said one sentence, and then said no more.

Xie Fuzhou was so angry that he left directly. These days, he has suffered more anger in Taiqing than in ten years.

Xie Shouqing walked slowly to his father, and said worriedly: "Why don't you tell him?"

"Don't do it," Xie Chuandeng sat back on the desk calmly, and continued to silently write the drawings, "The matter of the Taoist master is not something he can afford to listen to."

That’s right, the day Xie Shouqing left, thinking of the feeling he felt when he knew Mrs. Yuan was Daoist Yuan, it was beyond words to describe. If Fu Zhou really didn’t leave at that time, he might not be a Kunlai person, but a Kunlai ghost—— Even in order to keep a secret, ghosts can't be.

After a while, Xie Chuandeng said lightly again: "It may take ten years for me to write the drawings silently. I hope that there is time."

"Father," Xie Shouqing walked to the side, rubbing ink for him calmly, and said, "I know so much, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."

Xie Chuandeng's fingers froze, and the pen and ink blurred on the paper. After a long time, he said slowly: "You have to try..."

Ten years later, Xie Chuandeng died because of a madness, and Xie Shouqing was forced to commit suicide. The only surviving member of the Xie family was Xie Fuzhou, a single seedling. Du Miao read the manuscripts of several rooms all night, cursed, and closed the door , never opened again.

Then Xie Fuzhou sealed off the formation, followed the secret path left by his grandfather when he changed his formation, left the Taiqing sect, and joined the slave team who went to the north to mine. This is the information he found in Taiqing. He still has The map of the mine, so that at least half of the way to Xizhou will be escorted by people from Taiqing, so it will be safe and worry-free.

When he arrived at the mine in the northwest, after Xie Fuzhou had been digging the mine for more than ten years, he finally found a chance to escape, and then pretended to be a student studying, and mixed in with the caravan to go to Ziyun Road.

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

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

After waiting for a while, finally came the day to pick the dragon and choose the phoenix, found the opportunity, and swallowed the old pill.

This time, he wants to get a new life!

Then, he stepped on a jellyfish...

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