Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1169: There is a college called Sandalwood College...

At this moment, Huangquan Road was finally completely completed, and some indispensable functions of the underworld were added. However, Feng Qingyan was not happy. Although his face was calm and he was integrated with the world, he felt a little sad in his heart.

Maybe it’s because the red spider lily is too beautiful.

At the moment when the red spider lily bloomed, there was an endless stream of dead souls at the source of the Forgotten River, flowing with the Yellow Spring water. It can be said that there were so many that they were so dense that they almost filled up the Forgotten River.

The Forgotten River is very big and very long.

Even the section of the Forgetful River at its source, which is tens of thousands of miles long, was instantly filled with the souls of many races.

One hundred thousand?

million?

Do not!
Instead, it is measured in billions or tens of billions.

At this moment, it seemed that the Forgotten River had finally connected to the heavens, taking in the souls that were wandering in the heavens and the myriad worlds but had no place to return to. Many of the souls in the Forgotten River were very peaceful, as if they were soaking in a hot spring.

They did not struggle, but flowed downstream silently.

Seems to accept everything quietly.

but.

Most of the dead souls are struggling.

They did not want to enter the underworld, nor did they want to fall into the Forgotten River, which was hell to them.

It is indeed hell.

Although they had wandered in the heavens and all realms before, they wished and believed that that was their resting place.

Even heaven.

At this moment, many powerful and unwilling souls roared and fled from the river. However, the Yellow Spring Water of the Forgotten River seemed to be rootless water, which could trap everything, including strength...

Even if they had extraordinary abilities, they could not use them in the Forgotten River. Moreover, the more they struggled, the faster they sank, and the greater the damage to them.

"Let me out quickly!"

There were celestial ghosts roaring in great anger. They were ghosts at the level of immortal gods and did not take anything in the world seriously.

After all, the celestial beings are the overlords of all the heavens and worlds. Who dares to be their enemy?
Although the Celestials did suffer a lot of losses during this period, he was only an immortal celestial being and did not know the specific casualties.

The Human Emperor Sword is indeed powerful, but didn’t it completely dissipate?
The Sky Patrol Army is the strongest!

"I am a celestial being, please let me out, or I will kill you." The celestial being's ghost roared and struggled, but he found that he was sinking faster, so he stopped immediately.

Around him, there were not only the souls of the Celestials, but also the souls of the Three-Eyeds and the Green-Scaled Giant Crocodiles. At this moment, many of the souls were roaring, struggling, and trying to escape, but unfortunately they all failed.

This made the celestial beings and the dead souls a little horrified. There was something wrong with the river water.

Something is very wrong.

"There's something wrong with this river water. It seems to be the legendary rootless water that can trap everything, including power and soul." A three-eyed ghost shouted, "Everyone, stop immediately. Don't move anymore. The more you move, the deeper you will sink."

"Humph, what rootless water? Look at me."

The ghosts of the giant green-scaled crocodiles refused to believe in evil and quickly swam towards the river. After all, they were aquatic creatures and were naturally good at water. The so-called rootless water was absolutely nonsense. Where in the world could such water exist?

If there was, they would have found it long ago.

"Don't move!"

At this moment, another Green Scaled Giant Crocodile ghost shouted, "Don't move. The more you move, the deeper you will sink, and you will not be able to float out in the end."

But at this time, it was too late. The giant crocodile had already started to swim, and the ghosts around it saw it sinking little by little.

No matter what he did, he couldn't float up again.

This made the faces of the dead souls around change drastically.

But in a moment, the soul of the giant green-scaled crocodile had completely sunk into the river, but it was not dead. However, the surrounding souls noticed that his face gradually became dazed, but there was an indescribable expression in his daze, which was very strange.

However, as time goes by.

They found that even if they did not move and remained quiet, they were still sinking little by little.

"What river is this? Where does it flow?"

A ghost of a celestial being asked, "I have a bad feeling that this river will take us to a terrible place, and we will never have peace from now on."

"I have the same feeling."

"How to do?"

The dead souls in the river became more and more uneasy and regretful.

"What's wrong with them? How can they get ashore?" After a moment, a ghost noticed that some ghosts could actually get ashore, "Is there a way to get ashore?"

"It shouldn't be."

"Look, it seems that more and more ghosts are coming ashore."

"Swim over there quickly."

"No, it will sink..."

"If you don't swim, you will sink. Try your best, or you will die. I always feel that this river is terrible..."

"tour!"

Many souls swam towards the shore, but they sank quickly and none of them succeeded.

However, there are ghosts who can swim and swim to the shore, so why can't they swim? And why can't they swim to the shore?
What's the matter?

In the Forgotten River, there are indeed many dead souls who can go ashore. It seems that there are quite a lot of them, coming ashore one after another.

However, in terms of total volume, it is less than one ten-thousandth
After these ghosts came ashore, they looked around in confusion, but were immediately attracted by the beautiful red spider lilies and could not look away. At this moment, they seemed to be stunned there, making the ghosts in the river confused.

Most of the dead souls in the Forgotten River find it difficult to see the red spider lilies on the shore.

At this moment, the ghosts on the Yellow Springs Road were all stunned when they saw a large number of dead souls crawling up to the shore.

"How is this going?"

"Oh no, the ghost has escaped, go report it quickly."

Some ghost officers ignored the ghosts they were escorting and hurried to the shore, but there were too many ghosts on shore.

At a glance, you can see that the long river bank is filled with dead souls.

This immediately gave them a headache.

This kind of situation has been discovered before, but few souls have been able to successfully reach the shore. How many souls have reached the shore now?
At a glance, there were at least a million of them. Moreover, there were souls coming ashore from the river.

Although there are many ghost messengers on the Yellow Springs Road, they all have their own tasks and there are no idle ghost messengers.

But at this time, Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons arrived quickly, followed by a large number of ghost officials, and soon crossed the Naihe Bridge.

"All the souls that have come ashore will be escorted to the road to the underworld."

The Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Guards gave the order.

The ghost immediately took action. The soul-catching chain in his hand turned into a black snake, wrapping around one ghost after another and dragging them towards the Yellow Springs Road.

A soul-catching chain can hook dozens or even hundreds of dead souls.

"It's strange, what's going on? Why are there so many ghosts suddenly emerging in the Forgetful River?" The Horse-Faced Guard was a little surprised. He waved the steel hairpin in his hand, and thousands and tens of thousands of ghosts were thrown into the Yellow Springs Road.

"It does seem like a lot, but the world of the living is just too big."

Niutou said.

"Indeed." The Horse-Faced Man nodded and said, "In fact, these few dead souls are just a drop in the ocean compared to the living beings in the world of the living."

"The Wangchuan River should be connected to the heavens in the world of the living." Niutou thought for a moment and said, "This time, we will be busy." "We are only responsible for chasing and capturing souls. Fortunately, the busy ones should be the Ten Palaces, especially the Five Senses." Horse-Faced said, his eyes could not help but fall on the red spider lily, and he could not help but exclaim, "This red spider lily is really beautiful, even a rough man like me, Old Ma, can't help it."

"Hey, it's true."

Niutou nodded and was soon attracted by the red spider lily.

But fortunately, the red spider lily has little effect on them, otherwise the ghost messenger would not be able to work.

At this time, Feng Qingyan finally left the sea of ​​flowers and returned to the world of the living. As for the affairs of the underworld, he did not need to manage them personally. With his clone Yama around, he did not have to worry about it.

He returned to the border mountain pass and came to Tiannan. He looked at Yan Qing who was still dead, and left after a moment.

If Yan Qing wakes up one day, it means that the emperor has returned, and it also means that fate has been born...

That is to say, the moment Yan Qing arrived, it meant that the Emperor had returned with the Great Art of Divine Will, and Yan Qing had also awakened with the Great Art of Destiny.

And he has already mastered the Great Reincarnation Technique.

When the three techniques appear in the world and merge into one, it will be the time to kill the Great Yantian.

Now, he needs to walk through the world of Kyushu carefully to perfect his own soul. Moreover, he can also continuously build the City God Palace in Kyushu while walking in the world.

In just a moment, he had passed Zhennan Pass and arrived at the huge heaven.

The heaven is very prosperous, with numerous cities and sacred mountains.

During this period of time, countless talented practitioners have emerged in the heavens, each of whom is a peerless genius that was rarely seen in thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

But now, it appeared without any money.

Even many middle-aged and elderly practitioners have made rapid progress in recent times and have achieved breakthroughs in their cultivation.

All of a sudden, many gods appeared in the heaven.

This is a golden age for spiritual practice.

As for how this "golden age of cultivation" came about, Feng Qingyan knew it best. One was the Human Emperor, and the other was the Bird Official Saint Emperor...

It is these two who have created this flourishing era of spiritual practice.

However, after Feng Qingyan arrived in the heaven, he felt somewhat lost and didn't know where to go. After he returned to Jiuzhou, he felt that he had no place to go...

The world is so big, where is my home?

He stood there quietly.

Although he saw countless cities, houses, and sects, none of them belonged to him and they were all extremely unfamiliar.

After a while, he walked from south to north, then from north to east, and then to west, almost measuring the heaven with his feet. However, he found that his soul had not been sublimated, and his spirit had not been perfected.

In his previous feeling, as long as he walked through the Nine Provinces, his soul would be perfected. But now, he has walked through the Heaven Realm, but it has not worked at all. Why? His previous feeling was not wrong, so he must have walked the wrong way.

So he walked it again.

Or not.

Two times, three times, four times.

In the end, it didn't work. His soul still hadn't been sublimated, and his spirit hadn't been completely perfected, let alone complete.

"Why?"

At this moment, he sat cross-legged on a sacred mountain, gazing at the colorful sea of ​​clouds and muttering to himself, "Am I not walking carefully? I have walked very carefully, measuring step by step..."

I deduced it again in my mind, and the answer I got was still traveling around the nine provinces.

Only by traveling across the nine provinces can the soul be perfected.

"Do I have to travel the entire Kyushu? Is the heaven too small?"

Feng Qingyan thought about it and left the heaven, walking to other worlds at a very fast speed. It had to be fast, after all, the world of Kyushu was too big, with countless small worlds. If he measured it step by step, how many years would it take?

If one were to walk like an ordinary practitioner, it would take ten thousand years before one could travel through all of Kyushu.

In Jiuzhou, there are at least dozens of worlds of large world size. After all, it was once the first world in the universe, consisting of ten giant worlds and countless small worlds. Even though it was destroyed in the last years of the ancient times, it is still huge. It's just that now, most of the worlds are not suitable for survival.

A few months later.

Feng Qingyan basically traveled through the Nine Provinces and returned to the Heaven Realm. However, there was still no effect at all...

In fact, he had already felt it while walking.

After all, many small worlds flash by in a flash. If you stay there for a few days or even a few years, you won’t be able to leave.

At this moment he realized that there was something wrong with his thinking.

This "walking" does not necessarily mean walking through all of Kyushu, but returning to one's heart during the walking process...

That means your heart has a home.

The heart returns.

Although everything he did since he woke up under the Burial Mountain was for Jiuzhou and the people of Jiuzhou, when he returned to Jiuzhou, he found that he could not find his heart in Jiuzhou. How can the soul be sublimated if the heart has no place to go?

How can the primordial spirit be perfected?

"My heart has found its home..."

Feng Qingyan said softly, he understood.

However, understanding is one thing, and doing is another. He understood, but that didn't mean he could do it.

His heart now has nowhere to go.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked at the heavens and the Nine Provinces, but found that his heart had nowhere to rest. He naturally wanted to put his heart in the Nine Provinces, in any corner of the Nine Provinces, so that his heart would have a home, but he couldn't.

How to let go if your heart doesn’t want to return?
But if you can't let go, how can you return?
He was stunned for a moment. Isn't this a dead end? His heart can never be at peace, and it will never have a place to go?
"Ha ha--"

Feng Qingyan burst into laughter, as if mocking someone.

"Who is disturbing my sweet dreams?"

A shout came from the bottom of the sacred mountain, and then a powerful figure flew out with a "boom". It was an existence at the level of an immortal god. An old man with disheveled hair said to Feng Qingyan unhappily: "You little kid, what are you laughing at?"

"You're laughing at me for being stupid."

Feng Qingyan smiled and his figure suddenly disappeared.

This made the old man stunned, and then he was suddenly shocked, his soul trembled, this was an existence at the level of the emperor.

Fortunately, I didn't do anything excessive, otherwise I would have been slapped to death.

After Feng Qingyan disappeared, he didn't think about where he was going.

He blocked all his consciousness and thoughts, and made his choice based on his deepest feelings. He also didn't know which small world or which world he would appear in...

Shortly after.

He appeared in a small world.

In fact, this world is not small, it is just small compared to him. This is a world where Confucianism is prevalent, but the power is not very strong...

In addition to Confucianism, there are also Taoism, Buddhism, demons and ghosts.

There is a place called Middle-earth.

There is a college called Sandalwood College...

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(End of this chapter)