Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1022: Hair as Line, Skin as Sail

In the desolate universe.

The tattered holy ship of the philosophers lay dim and motionless, and the dirty holy sails were torn into strips and hung down like rags.

There were broken sacred bones on the hull, and it was covered with traces of swordplay.

The originally pure and flawless holy ship was not only stained with overbearing and evil black blood, but was also entangled with all kinds of strange and filthy things.

The second disciple Xingchen also hung there motionless, but it was like a living "planet", emitting a unique breath of life. At this moment, it transformed into a mouth, eyes, ears, etc., and curiously observed the holy ship of the disciples.

Although during Feng Qingyan's more than two years of teaching, he already knew about ships and knew what they were.

But it’s the first time I’ve seen the real thing.

So full of curiosity.

It also spoke to the Holy Ship of the Scholars from time to time, but unfortunately it received no response, which made it a little unhappy.

I think the holy boats of the various philosophers do not like it.

But in the blink of an eye, two days had passed, and the second disciple Xingchen finally realized that his teacher was missing.

"teacher?"

It suddenly became very anxious and shouted loudly, "Where are you, teacher? Don't you want Xingchen anymore, teacher? You said you would take Xingchen away to the realm of life, see more life, and appreciate different styles..."

but.

The second disciple Xingchen shouted for a long time but got no response from the teacher, and the whole "ball" was sad.

Looking very lost.

"teacher……"

It shouted anxiously and kept looking around at the space, looking for its teacher, but unfortunately it still couldn't find him.

It became extremely anxious.

"Ship, do you know where my teacher is going?"

Xingchen asked the holy ships of the various disciples, but received no response either, and the entire "ball" began to tremble.

After a while.

It said to the Holy Boat of the Masters, "Boat, I am going to look for my teacher. Do you want to come with me?"

The holy ship of the philosophers still did not move.

Xingchen ignored it and the entire "ball" continued to vibrate, trying to move in the direction where Feng Qingyan was flying backwards.

but.

It's just too slow.

After shaking for half a day, it finally moved forward tens of thousands of miles, which was roughly equivalent to seven or eight of its body lengths.

Although it is an emperor-level life form, it does not mean it has emperor-level combat power.

"teacher……"

Xingchen moved forward while calling out loudly.

Several days passed.

It has only moved hundreds of thousands of miles.

This speed is indeed too slow for the desolate universe.

However, Feng Qingyan could travel billions of miles with just one step. This is simply incomparable.

"teacher?"

The stars became more and more anxious, and the whole "ball" became confused.

Or.

It has never had an opinion of its own.

In a sense, it was born not long ago, and only after the soul was condensed could it be considered a real life.

"Master is here."

When the stars were in a panic.

A faint voice sounded from the distant darkness and fell on the "heart" of the stars, as refreshing as drinking an elixir.

This gave it a chill all over.

"teacher!"

Xingchen was extremely excited and moved towards Feng Qingyan, shaking wildly.

At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his second disciple could still walk.

"Master flew quite far, and it will take some time to come back."

Feng Qingyan's figure suddenly appeared in front of the stars, with a faint smile on his face.

"Teacher, you said you would take me away, take me to the realm of life, to see all kinds of life, and appreciate the charm of different worlds."

Xingchen said with a somewhat anxious look.

"I will not abandon you." Feng Qingyan smiled and nodded, and said, "Have you always been able to walk?"

"walk?"

Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood, and said with a little disappointment: "I should have always known it, but I walk very slowly, and I can't be as fast as the teacher..."

"No rush, take your time."

Feng Qingyan comforted him, his eyes falling on the holy ship of the disciples.

However, the void crack outside the Holy Ship of the Sons had already disappeared and was completely healed.

At this time, even he found it difficult to tear apart the space of the desolate universe. It seemed that the space of the desolate universe contained rules that were different from those of other worlds.

Even he found it difficult to understand these rules.

Very mysterious.

The most important thing is that these rules are hidden very deeply, making it difficult for him to discover...

If he discovered it and caught it, he might be able to analyze it and slowly comprehend it. If he comprehended it, he would be able to tear the space of the desolate universe at will and travel through the void...

In fact, he already roughly knew where the rules of the desolate universe were hidden, and it was very likely hidden in the void.

Just a pity.

He couldn't tear through space into the void.

This made him shake his head.

He withdrew his thoughts and his gaze fell quietly on the Holy Ship of the Philosophers.

The ship was really broken and rotten, and was deliberately smeared with all kinds of strange and dirty things by unknown enemies.

"My friends, are you here?"

Feng Qingyan walked step by step to the Holy Ship of the Scholars and spoke softly.

The disciples did not respond, but Xingchen asked curiously: "Teacher, what kind of ship is this? Why do I feel it is a little strange? It seems to have life, but it seems to be dead. Is it the same life as me?"

"This is the holy ship transformed by the disciples..." Feng Qingyan said softly, "Although they are dead, they are still alive, and have been alive..."

"Dead and alive again?"

Xingchen didn't quite understand.

"What died was only their bodies, but their thoughts are immortal!"

Feng Qingyan Road.

He silently looked at the rotten-looking holy ship and ignored Xingchen's questions.

After a while.

Step by step, board the holy ship...

He came to the deck and looked at the broken holy bones, the torn holy sails, and the overbearing and evil black blood...

but.

He did not clean it up immediately, but a millstone suddenly appeared behind him.

The millstone is spinning slowly.

During the rotation, the millstone exudes a mysterious breath of reincarnation.

as time goes by.

The aura of samsara gradually grew thicker, like a faint black mist, covering the holy ship...

"Teacher, what is this aura?"

The second disciple Xingchen asked curiously, feeling the breath of reincarnation, a feeling that it couldn't describe.

It felt its own soul trembling...

Desire is like dependence.

"The breath of reincarnation."

Feng Qingyan said lightly.

When the aura of samsara enveloped the holy ship, blurry scenes began to appear on the ship...

Feng Qingyan narrowed his eyes and stared at the scene appearing on the holy ship.

He saw terrifying figures constantly descending on the Holy Ship and fighting with the disciples...

The time span of these images is quite long.

Some of the scenes seem to have happened not long ago.

For example, he vaguely saw a terrifying creature that looked like a rhinoceros, which should be the supreme life that had fought across the void before.

Some of the holy bones on the holy ship were broken by it.

It seemed that it also wanted to dismantle the holy ship.

Fortunately, he called for the holy ship in time, and called for it three times in a row, and finally took the holy ship back from the hands of the Supreme Life.

And at that time.

The holy ships of the philosophers had already been exhausted and could no longer fight.

"What species is this rhino? It must be very powerful to be able to become a Heavenly Lord."

Feng Qingyan thought seriously, it was a pity that his memory as the Emperor of Earth had not been restored, otherwise he would definitely be able to know the information about the rhinoceros.

To be able to enter the realm of refining and become the supreme being of the heavens and myriad worlds, one must have extraordinary qualities.

and.

He must have lived a long time.

It is very likely a life form from the ancient times, or maybe even before the ancient times.

After all, it was in ancient times.

Many lives are blessed with indescribable luck and potential compared to lives after ancient times.

Maybe more advantageous.

and so.

Feng Qingyan guessed.

It is possible that most of the supreme beings in the heavens and worlds today are life forms from the ancient times or before the ancient times.

And life after the ancient times only accounts for a small part.

Whether it was the Emperor of Earth in his previous life, or the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Man, or even the Twelve Emperors who defied the Heaven, they were all lives from the ancient times.

At this time, his eyes moved away from the rhino and fell on other pictures.

Some pictures.

It seems to have happened tens or millions of years ago...

The larger the time span, the less clear the picture becomes.

Moreover, the power of the descending figure will also affect the clarity of the picture.

"Sure enough, there are Celestials..."

After a while.

Feng Qingyan discovered the figures of the Celestials in the picture.

The evil black blood, strange and filthy things on the holy ship were basically caused by the Celestials.

"The Celestial Race..."

He closed his eyes, and a strong murderous aura gradually burst out from his originally calm and peaceful body.

Then there was a murderous aura.

It's like breaking through the desolate space of the universe.

It was vast, extremely domineering, and powerful, and it was madly impacting the desolate space.

This is extremely murderous!
Under the murderous aura, even Xingchen began to tremble, looking at Feng Qingyan in shock. It seemed that he had never expected that the teacher who had always been gentle and elegant would have such a murderous side...

Rumble!
The black murderous aura became more and more solid, as if it had turned into substance.

It rolled out from Feng Qingyan's body, causing the surrounding space to vibrate, as if it was about to be torn apart.

However, the extreme murderous aura did not rise to the sky in the end.

And it burst out in an instant.

It was as if it turned into countless black lights and suddenly fell onto the holy ship.

The extreme murderous aura was naturally not directed at the holy ship, but at the evil black blood and strange filth on the holy ship.

Whether it is black blood or filth, it is very difficult to clean up.

Only by "killing" them completely can they be truly cleared up, otherwise it will be like a cancer attached to the bone.

When the extreme murderous aura descends, it immediately fights against the evil black blood, weird filth.

Zizi!

But after a while.

The evil black blood and strange filth that had been entangled in the holy ship were finally strangled by the extreme murderous aura.

So they fell off one after another.

call!
Feng Qingyan blew it.

These residues were immediately blown out of the holy ship.

However, there are still some places that require Feng Qingyan to personally inspect before the problems can be discovered.

About half a day.

He finally cleaned up the black blood and filth on the holy ship of the disciples. At this moment, his eyes fell on the broken holy sail...

This is no longer within the scope of Jidao Shaqi's work.

The extreme murderous aura can strangle the evil black blood and remove the weird filth, but it cannot repair the broken holy sail.

Feng Qingyan stared for a moment, then pulled a hair from his head.

Use hair as the line.

Piece by piece, strip by strip, the shattered sacred sail was sewn together.

but.

When he had sewn up all the pieces and strips of cloth, the sacred sail was still missing, leaving several large holes.

No one knows where these holy skins ended up, or whether they were taken away by someone.

"Teacher, there are still a few holes in the sail..."

The stars are in time.

"Master knows."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment before responding, then closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he opened his eyes, he cut off a few pieces of skin from his body and used his skin to kill Shengfan...

Perhaps my own skin is more terrifying than the holy skin.

Whether it is defense or power, it may be far beyond the reach of Holy Skin.

but.

This is the holy ship of the philosophers.

This is the Vast Sea Shenzhou.

This is the ship of civilization.

It not only travels through time and enters dreams, but also lights the fire of civilization. It is a holy ship of thought that spreads civilization.

One's own skin is not holy skin and may destroy the sanctity of the holy ship of the disciples.

Instead, it will prevent the Holy Ship of the Hundred Scholars from exerting its due power, and may even cause the Holy Ship of the Hundred Scholars to mutate.

But for now.

Only one's own skin can be repaired by the Holy Sail.

He cut off his own skin and was about to patch it up when he suddenly thought of his other identity...

The Master of Zither!

At this moment, he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to play the "Preface" of the Great Dao's Legacy Sound, hoping to use the holy sound to save his skin and make his skin become holy skin.

Playing again and again.

The skin gradually became holy, losing its power but gaining its holiness.

as time goes by.

His skin did gradually turn into holy skin.

but.

But he eventually discovered that he could never become a true Saint Skin, which made him a little confused.

Therefore, he continuously injected literary and Taoist articles and thoughts into the quasi-saint's skin.

And these articles and thoughts are enough to create a saint.

Thus, the quasi-holy skin finally became the real holy skin.

At this time, he sewed the holy leather onto the holy sail, repaired several large holes on the holy sail, and finally repaired the holy sail completely.

Next.

He put the broken holy bones together one by one.

In the end, there were still a few holy bones missing. I don't know where they fell during the battle. However, the missing holy bones have little impact for the time being and will not affect the voyage...

More than half a month later.

The holy ships of the various philosophers have basically been repaired.

However, it was still dim and the disciples did not appear, as if their will had completely disappeared.

This is the most fatal problem.

"The holy power is exhausted..."

Feng Qingyan pursed his lips.

The philosophers are immortal; they live in the past, the future, and the present.

As long as there is an injection of holy power, the disciples may appear again.

So Feng Qingyan recited Confucian classics on the deck, discussing the teachings of various philosophers alone and displaying the demeanor of a gentleman.

All of this will help the holy ship recover its holy power.

In fact, the best way is for the holy ships of various philosophers to come to the Zhou Dynasty, to a world where literature and morality flourish.

He originally wanted to let the Holy Ship of the Philosophers take him for a ride, but now it has become the case that he is saving the Holy Ship of the Philosophers.

So he separated one figure, and in an instant thousands of figures fell down.

These figures are either reading aloud, writing, discussing, debating, or reading...

Finally, the holy ship of the philosophers regained some of its luster.

Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment, then let the Holy Ship of the Disciples fall on the body of his second disciple, and he split himself into countless figures again.

It is like transforming the stars into a prosperous world of literature and Taoism.

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(End of this chapter)