Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1100 Thirty-six Statues of Emperor Wu

The deepest part of the inner city.

The deathly aura was thick and billowed up into the sky, as if it were real.

The most terrifying thing is not the deathly aura, but the invisible laws that can strangle everything.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan was almost at the end of the inner city's streets. The deeper he went, the weirder and more terrifying the line drawings on the walls became. Although these bigger stick figures didn't pretend to be dead like the previous ones, they also didn't dare to attack Feng Qingyan.

Compared with them, Feng Qingyan is the weird one.

They are just little brothers!

When Feng Qingyan was about to walk to the end of the street, he was suddenly attacked inexplicably, which seemed to be a change in some laws. However, he blocked it abruptly, but he was a little confused. In the dead city, even the laws can change?
Isn't this too weird?

Feng Qingyan felt incredible and carefully observed the situation around him.

However, the strange Dao Law came and disappeared quickly, as if it passed by in a hurry, which made him even more surprised.

Can the rules be bypassed?
Is there any reason?
At this moment, he stopped, but the law of mutation did not come again, as if it was really passing by. He was full of doubts, and waited for a moment. Seeing that the law of mutation did not attack again, he walked deeper. When he walked to the end of the street, he found that the stick figures on the walls on both sides of his back were curiously leaning out to watch, as if they were watching a play.

He ignored it.

At the end of the street, there was an open area, like a square, the ground was made of black boulders, with martial arts pictures carved on them. However, they were all very simple and crude stick figures, some practicing boxing, some practicing swordsmanship, some practicing palm techniques, and some practicing internal strength...

But what is strange is that no martial arts picture is complete.

It seems to be just a few moves of a martial art.

Very messy.

For example, a very terrifying palm technique called "The Great Stele Smashing Hand" has a total of nine moves and eighteen styles, but Feng Qingyan only saw two moves and four styles.

Some martial arts moves are very terrifying.

There are not only emperor-level martial arts, but also royal-level martial arts, but unfortunately they are not complete, making it difficult for Feng Qingyan to deduce them for a while. However, if he wants to deduce, he can still deduce the complete martial arts through a few moves.

In fact, with his current realm and strength, it is not a difficult task.

As he looked on in surprise, he saw the martial arts stickmen on the ground suddenly come alive, practicing martial arts and rushing towards him one by one.

Rumble!
Originally the matchstick man was very small, only half the size of a palm.

However, after they emerged from the ground, they quickly enlarged, as if they were real people.

However, for Feng Qingyan, these stickmen were still too weak and could not have any effect on him. Just a thought made the stickmen lose their power. The martial arts shadows quickly dissipated, and even the stickmen on the ground faded a little...

Feng Qingyan continued to go deeper.

After a while, I saw statues standing in the square in front of me, some standing empty-handed, some holding guns and glaring, and some standing on horses with swords drawn...

These statues all exude imperial power!

Feng Qingyan stopped to look at the statues. These were his people. They were all great emperors or saintly emperors. Although they had long since died, they were still guarding the Death City and the deepest part of the Death City. These statues were carved by the Emperor himself, and he had placed a trace of the Emperor's soul that he had found after traveling through the heavens and the myriad worlds on the statues...

There are thirty-six statues in total, guarding the deepest part of the inner city.

No matter who wants to go to the deepest part of the inner city, they must pass through the thirty-six statues. However, it is not easy to pass through the thirty-six statues. The only way is to smash the thirty-six statues, otherwise they will smash you.

Although Feng Qingyan had stopped, the thirty-six statues came to life.

Not just one or two statues came to life, but all thirty-six statues came to life, and took action the moment they came to life.

Take action together.

Moreover, every attack he makes is his strongest, and they are all the most terrifying killing moves he ever used in his lifetime.

Any life that can reach the thirty-six statues must be extremely terrifying, otherwise it would be impossible for them to reach this place. If they don't burst out with the strongest killing move in an instant, they may not be able to kill the intruders. The secrets deep in the inner city must not be revealed, and after all, they are dead, just a remnant soul, and their strength cannot reach that of their life...

It can only be killed with one strike!

“A gentleman is as still as a mountain.”

Feng Qingyan did not take action, but only talked, mainly because he did not want to fight with them. They could not get hurt again, and if they were not careful, these residual souls might disappear forever.

The Emperor has been traveling through the heavens for many years in order to collect their remaining souls.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan seemed to have turned into a towering mountain. His steady aura made the heaven and earth fall, and it seemed as if the time around him stopped in an instant.

The statues that were killed one after another were like being stuck in a quagmire.

All the terrifying killing moves seemed to be entangled by a mysterious force and were difficult to use.

At this moment, some statues seemed to be stunned for a moment, looking at Feng Qingyan in a daze. "A gentleman is as still as a mountain" is one of the sacred arts of Confucianism, and basically no foreigners in the entire universe have learned it.

It can be said.

Anyone who can use the sacred arts of Confucianism can be said to be a disciple of Confucianism.

What does it mean to be a disciple of Confucianism? Even if you are not a Kyushu human, you are still a Kyushu human...

Since they are from the Kyushu human race, they are naturally one of us.

and so.

Some statues were at a loss. Could it be that the life that broke in was a member of the tribe? If the tribe had broken in unintentionally, perhaps they would not have to die...

but.

The secret of the dead city must never be leaked!

This made them somewhat conflicted, on one side were their tribe members, and on the other side was the biggest secret of the Jiuzhou people. Rationally speaking, even if they were tribe members, they had to be killed, after all, they might also reveal the secret of the dead city.

Even if a tribe member is not a traitor, there is a possibility that he will leak secrets.

After all, the Celestials can search souls.

Although they didn't want to kill their people, they had to do it for Kyushu...

How does this make them choose?

The fact that the tribe members were able to make it all the way here shows that they have grown to a very terrifying level. This person must be the tribe members’ protector…

The confusion makes some statues extremely contradictory.

Extremely confused.

However, they overlooked one problem, that is, they were now trapped by Feng Qingyan's "Mobility Like a Mountain" and had no ability to kill Feng Qingyan. However, their ultimate purpose and mission of guarding the inner city was to kill all the lives that broke in.

I can die for this mission!
Feng Qingyan caught their confusion and was slightly surprised. He thought for a moment and said, "The heaven and earth have righteousness."

Rumble!
The vast and mighty righteous energy came from nowhere and filled the heaven and earth.

However, Haoran Zhengqi was very restrained and did not destroy the statue. Instead, he seemed to be protecting it carefully, fearing that he would accidentally damage the statue.

And at this time.

The statues felt the pure and righteous energy, as if they were waking up one by one.

Their six senses seemed to be restored, their eyes seemed to have some light and spirit, looking at Feng Qingyan in the quagmire.

"Great...righteous...spirit..."

A statue stuttered a little, because it had been unable to speak for countless years, and even its speech was a little stuttering.

"Haoran...righteousness..."

"Confucianism..."

"He who has such pure...righteousness, should not be a traitor..."

"It's believable..."

"If we kill them, who will protect our people..."

"My clansmen, am I still here in Jiuzhou? My clansmen...are, fortunately..."

All thirty-six statues seemed to have regained consciousness and looked at Feng Qingyan with indescribable excitement.

The light in their eyes became brighter and brighter, and their consciousness recovered more and more.

"My Jiuzhou is still here, and my people are still here." Feng Qingyan withdrew "A gentleman is as still as a mountain" and "The world is full of righteousness."

The thirty-six statues returned to normal, and after hearing Feng Qingyan's words, smiles appeared on their faces.

Here’s the best news…

"well……"

There is a statue road.

"My tribe, how long has it been now?" a statue asked, "Have I, Jiuzhou, won?"

"It has been tens of millions of years since the end of the ancient times."

Feng Qingyan said after a moment of hesitation.

"Tens of millions of years?"

At this moment, all the statues seemed stunned, not realizing that so much time had passed.

"Then, then, did Jiuzhou win?"

A statue asked anxiously.

“Not yet, but soon.”

Feng Qingyan Road.

"That's great." A statue nodded, feeling somewhat relieved, thinking that its efforts were worth it.

"My people, it's time to go back."

But at this moment, the statue said that he only needed to know that the human race in Kyushu was still there.

"Yes, it's time to go back."

Another statue nodded and said.

"Let's go back."

"We can no longer cross the road behind us."

Many statues said that the secret behind the statues was very important, and even the tribesmen could not tell it. However, at this moment, one statue suddenly realized that something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Kill him!"

"kill!"

Thirty-six statues suddenly attacked Feng Qingyan.

They also understood in an instant and knew what was wrong...

This surprised Feng Qingyan. They were chatting peacefully, why did they suddenly kill each other? Did they also change?

It's not impossible.

Although they were all emperor souls or royal souls, they had been in the dead city for countless thousands of years, so it was not surprising that they were corroded. In his burial ground, there were many corroded emperor souls that had become terrifying and weird creatures.

Rumble!
The thirty-six statues are extremely terrifying.

The power they unleashed when they joined forces to attack at this moment was so terrifying that it was beyond belief.

Feng Qingyan frowned and responded, and for a moment he still couldn't figure out why the statue suddenly attacked. However, after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly understood and said, "My name is..."

boom!
The word "回" was like a divine thunder from the sky, suddenly striking down on their souls.

This made the thirty-six statues stunned, and they looked at Feng Qingyan in shock, astonishment, suspicion, or excitement.

Many statues stopped immediately.

The emperor or saint king of the human race in Jiuzhou in the ancient times naturally knew what the name "Hui" meant.

This is the name of the Emperor of Earth.

The name of the Emperor of Earth is “Hui”!
In fact, before this, they felt that the young man in white in front of them looked vaguely familiar.

It's just that they can't associate or remember.

“… Earth, Earth…”

There is a statue standing there, but didn’t the Emperor of Earth die long ago?

It is precisely because the Three Emperors are dead that they were defeated.

At this moment, all the statues stopped attacking and stared at Feng Qingyan absentmindedly. It seemed that a figure appeared in their minds, a figure that reflected the heavens...

That figure overlapped with the young man in front of him.

The same.

It seems like he is really the Emperor of Earth...

But do they dare to believe it?
"Pretending to be the Emperor of Earth? Haha!" However, one statue shouted angrily, "How can you, a worthless person like you, pretend to be the Emperor of Earth? First you pretended to be the Saint of Heaven and Earth, and now you pretend to be the Emperor of All Heavens. You simply don't know how to live or die..."

"kill!"

There was also a statue that roared very rudely.

However, many statues were skeptical because the young man in front of them really looked exactly like the Emperor of Earth.

"Emperor Di, is it really you? Are you back?"

There are statues of lost gods.

"There have been eighty-one saints since ancient times. This is a constant number, no more, no less." Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps because of this, you all suspect that I am pretending to be a saint. However, a saint is not equal to eighty-one saints... In this world, it does not mean that there will always be eighty-one saints in the Confucian lineage."

"There are only eighty-one saints in the world." A statue said, "And you are not any of them. I have never heard that there are other saints in the Confucian lineage besides the eighty-one. The eighty-one saints are a constant and will not change..."

"There are indeed only eighty-one saints in heaven and earth, but there are more than one saints..."

Feng Qingyan said, "Also, who in the universe dares to impersonate me? Impersonating the Emperor of Earth requires bearing the consequences, and no living being can bear this consequence, not even the Heavenly Lord of the Celestial Race."

"This one……"

At this moment, one of the statues was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that it was indeed the case.

The young man in front of them was indeed a human from the Nine Provinces. They would not be mistaken, and he was definitely not pretending. However, the young man was both a saint and an emperor of the earth? Is this possible? However, if we look at it from the perspective of the emperor of the earth, the emperor of the earth can indeed be a saint...

"Maybe it's really the Emperor of Earth..."

A statue couldn't help but say that it was full of anticipation.

However, some statues were very cautious. After all, there must be no mistakes in this matter, and they did not easily recognize Feng Qingyan.

Even though I have gradually come to believe it in my heart.

But they have no evidence, and even if they do have evidence, some of it can be falsified...

At this moment, Feng Qingyan really didn't know how to prove that he was the Emperor of the Earth. The Emperor of the Earth was just his previous life. However, he knew nothing about his previous life and had not recovered a single bit of his memory. In addition, these statues were very incomplete and had also lost a lot of memory...

But at this moment, he quickly thought of a solution.

In fact, both his body and his soul were the body and soul of the Emperor of Earth, but their consciousness was different. Although he returned to the living world from the netherworld, he came from the netherworld, the living world of the dead...

He entered the realm of the dead, bringing with him his own flesh and blood.

And the soul naturally cannot change.

So at this moment, as the Yuanshen shone, the thirty-six sculptures instantly knew something and became extremely excited.

"Greetings to the Emperor of Earth!"

Thirty-six statues bowed respectfully.

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(End of this chapter)