Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 201: The Void Saint is a bit Void

In the study of Jiaziyuan, Feng Qingyan stood quietly.

Although the Ghost Gate had supported the weight of the world for him, he still felt extremely tired. It seemed that every bone, every muscle, and every tendon had been stretched to its limit, making him feel as if they were slowly shrinking and about to wither away...

Even the Qilin's "golden fluid" cannot give them new life.

The weight of the world is too horrible to suppress.

However, he finally endured the weight of the Virtual Saint position. At this time, a mysterious and holy aura arose between heaven and earth, as if something was interweaving.

After a moment, the mysterious aura was finally intertwined and seemed to transform into a vague virtual saint position.

Then the world blossomed, and all books came to pay homage...

The ethereal virtual saint status is merging into his body.

“Is this the law of the Holy Way?”

At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and felt something was wrong, and asked: "Could it be the position of virtual saint?"

Why does this virtual saint position resemble the laws of the holy way?
Could it be that the so-called position of a saint is the law of the holy way?
However, at present, the holy way laws of his virtual saint status are still very weak, and cannot contain the terrifying power like the real holy way laws.

However, he still felt a few wisps of faint holy power.

Rumbling--

When the holy power passed through the virtual saint position and flowed into Feng Qingyan's body, Wen Gu suddenly discovered bursts of roaring sounds, like rolling thunder.

At this time, the bones quickly shattered and turned into powder.

This shocked Feng Qingyan.

How is this going?

But in the blink of an eye, the Wen Gu that had turned into powder quickly reborn, becoming whiter and more holy than before. He looked inward and saw that the Wen Gu actually looked like jade, and there was a faint holy power flowing, as if it contained infinite power.

Wen Gu is as pure as ice and jade.

Feng Qingyan was extremely surprised. Is this the legendary jade bone?

Generally speaking, the bones can be divided into iron bones, silver bones, gold and silver bones, jade bones and holy bones. Gold bones are stronger than silver bones, and silver bones are stronger than iron bones. However, some people are blessed by nature and are loved by the holy way. Once the bones are cast, they may be gold or silver.

However, this situation is very rare.

Even Feng Qingyan, a peerless genius rarely seen in a thousand years, could only forge ordinary iron bones.

Iron bones can transform into silver bones, or even gold bones, and silver bones can also transform into gold bones.

However, this situation is also very rare.

Jade bones, on the other hand, are made from iron bones, silver bones or gold bones. Only when they are cultivated to the highest level, there is a glimmer of hope that they can be transformed into jade bones.

Moreover, Jade Bones are the transition to Sacred Bones...

Generally speaking, only great sages with extraordinary talent have a chance to cultivate jade bones.

The semi-saints all have jade bones, just like what Feng Qingyan saw before him. When they are truly canonized as saints, the jade bones will transform into holy bones. However, at present, Feng Qingyan's literary bones have not completely transformed into jade bones, but are only transitioning to jade bones.

It also requires a long period of polishing before it can be completely transformed into jade bones.

"The jade bones that contain holy power are indeed extraordinary."

Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and took in the experience for a moment, then could not help but exclaim in amazement. He vaguely felt that even though he was only at the scholar level now, he could still cultivate magical powers.

"There are only four strands of the Holy Path Law?"

After a moment, Feng Qingyan vaguely felt that the holy way laws of his virtual saint status only had four strands?
This virtual saint is really a bit empty.

"Why are there only four strands?"

Feng Qingyan frowned. His holy laws were much weaker than he had expected.

Ten thousand threads become one.

Only one holy law can be considered a complete holy law, and only then can one be promoted to a saint.

"Are these four strands of Saint Dao Law related to the fact that I have only created four styles?" Feng Qingyan wondered, but he felt that it was very possible. "If there is only one strand of each style, wouldn't I have to create ten thousand styles before I can be canonized as a saint?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyan's expression changed.

Ten thousand styles, how is this possible?

Could this be the difference between the first creation of the holy way classics and the first creation of the holy art? Feng Qingyan shook his head and thought, and then he found that his own Wen Palace was rapidly expanding due to the integration of holy power, making bursts of roaring sounds.

At this time, there was a vast and righteous aura in the world that was madly pouring into his literary palace.

In the realm of literary children, the literary atmosphere is like smoke.

The literary environment is filled with literary atmosphere, and the literary atmosphere is like fog.

The realm of literary talent is like the rain.

The realm of literati is filled with literary energy like a stream.

In the realm of literary masters, the literary spirit is like a river.

However, the stream in Feng Qingyan Wen Palace is a bit big.

In the Wen Palace, which has expanded madly to a width of a hundred miles, it is indeed a slightly larger stream, but it is equivalent to other people's rivers.

At this moment, he "saw" four white silk threads, which seemed to fall into the Wen Palace from between heaven and earth. They were instantly closely connected with the Wen Palace, and then merged into one.

Feng Qingyan "watched" it carefully and felt it seriously.

"The first ray does seem to be related to the first move..."

He vaguely felt that the first wisp of holy aura had the aura of the Ink Shadow Assassin, while the second wisp seemed to be transformed from the Great Peng.

The third form is full of righteousness, and is the strongest among the four strands of holy aura.

However, although the first ray of holy energy is the smallest, it can provide him with an endless supply of holy power.

The fourth strand of holy law, the existence of holy power is almost undetectable.

“Could it be related to the people of the world?”

Feng Qingyan thought in surprise.

If his guess is correct, then people who practice a certain type of holy art will provide more holy power.

boom--

At this time, Wen Gong shook slightly.

A mark broke in, it was the mark of Feng Qingyan's sacred art of "Sitting and Discussing the Tao", which appeared above the Wen Palace.

It is like a magic needle that calms the sea, and seems to have the function of stabilizing the Wen Palace.

At this time, Feng Qingyan saw four strands of holy aura connected with the holy magic marks, making the Wen Palace more stable.

As solid as iron, unbreakable.

boom!
A gentleman's tripod came in, followed by the second and the third.

The three Gentlemen Dings all broke into the Wen Palace, as if they were preparing to settle down in the Wen Palace, which surprised Feng Qingyan a little.

What's the situation?
First the Saint Art Seal came in, and then the Gentleman Cauldron...

Three extremely solid gentleman tripods were placed in the three corners of the Wen Palace in the shape of a Chinese character "品", as if to stabilize the Wen Palace.

At this time, Wen Palace was as stable as a mountain and unbreakable.

After a moment, Feng Qingyan withdrew his gaze and set his eyes on the little Qilin beside him.

Although the little Qilin is still chubby, he has become very pale, as if transparent, and his current mental state is not very good.

"Thanks, Fatty."

Feng Qingyan squatted down and put one hand on the little Qilin's head.

A faint wisp of holy power fell into the little Qilin's body, allowing the little Qilin to gradually regain its spirit, but its body was still transparent.

In the blink of an eye, the holy power was used up.

"Aww—"

The little Qilin roared excitedly.

Feng Qingyan stood up, opened the door of the study and walked out. During this period of time, he had made his teachers, instructors and classmates worried...

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(End of this chapter)