Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 206 Welcoming the Prince Back Home
early morning.

An ox cart drove to Lingshui Bridge.

On the Lingshui Bridge, an old farmer was waiting early and saluted when he saw the ox cart approaching.

"Please get in the car, Mr. Fu."

Feng Qingyan did not get off the car, so as not to attract onlookers. His current fame was too great. Although several days had passed since he became a saint, there was still a steady stream of people coming from all over the place, all wanting to see the style of the Void Saint.

Bocheng became more and more prosperous because of Zangshan Academy and Feng Qingyan's enlightenment.

The most obvious thing is that house prices have skyrocketed to a level that is somewhat scary.

Many people in Bocheng made a fortune from this.

In addition, the room where Feng Qingyan lived in the inn for a period of time earlier has become the inn's most luxurious room and even the inn's signature room.

It actually costs dozens of taels of silver a day.

Moreover, it attracted countless students and scholars to compete with each other, and when they were in high spirits, the amount could reach hundreds of taels.

As for the wooden house on the west side of the academy, it has become a place of pilgrimage for countless students and scholars. All the students and scholars who come to Bocheng come to the wooden house to pay their respects, or to take in the good fortune of the sage.

I heard someone has already offered 300,000 taels...

But Feng Qingyan became rich enough to rival a country just by receiving gifts from others, so he had no shortage of 300,000 taels.

At this time, even the section of Lingshui River in front of the academy was called Wudao River, and Lingshui Bridge became Junzi Bridge...

Therefore, everyone is paying attention to Feng Qingyan's every move.

Feng Qingyan knew without any guessing that there were definitely many spies from various sects and vassal states in Bo City, who would report his every move to their masters.

In fact, meeting at Lingshui Bridge was a wrong choice.

On the Lingshui Bridge, the old farmer bowed to the ox cart, then bowed to the Zangshan Academy, and then respectfully walked onto the ox cart.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Mansion Master." Feng Qingyan said enthusiastically.

"You're welcome to canonize me."

The old farmer said hurriedly, and after kneeling down, he sighed in his heart.

He never expected that Feng Sanding, whom he rescued that day, was not only the descendant of the great emperor, but had also become the greatest virtual saint throughout history. This was really beyond his imagination.

Soon, the ox cart passed Bocheng and headed south.

The Qingshan Marquis Mansion is located in the vast green mountains in the southeast of the central part of Zhou Tianxia. The location is very secret and ordinary people can't find it at all...

However, at this time, many people were secretly following the ox cart.

But as they followed closer, there was no sign of the ox cart, which made the people who were following it secretly very anxious.

This was naturally the old man's move in secret.

The one pulling the cart was still Qingmang, who had already returned from Shu Kingdom.

After Feng Qingyan returned from Shu, An Xiu sent an instructor to Shu to bring back Jiuge, Ditang and others. The female ghost was still there, which surprised Feng Qingyan at the time.

He originally thought that when he destroyed Youdu, he also killed the female ghost.

This made him feel guilty for a while.

Not to mention the female ghosts, in fact, there were many innocent ghosts in Youdu City who encountered the fire at the city gate.

At this time, Qing Mang was excited and excited. He didn't expect that the gentleman was the number one virtual saint in the world, but he still let his little bull demon pull the cart. It was really cool and he thought highly of it.

And its status has also risen.

Many cow monsters, horse monsters, etc. all bowed to it and greeted it...

In fact, with the gentleman's current status, even the demon lord would be willing to pull the cart for him.

Qing Mang felt that his four hooves were full of strength and he ran wildly, even stepping on air. His speed was faster than when he went to Bashu.

Traveling thousands of miles a day?

slow.

When Feng Qingyan was promoted to Void Saint, he was also promoted from the Demon Citizen Realm to the Demon Soldier Realm.

In the ox cart, Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and asked, "May I ask why the old man risked his life to save me that day?"

"Because canonization is the bloodline of the Great Emperor, and protecting the bloodline of the Great Emperor is the duty of people like us in the ghost clan." said the old farmer.

"And before that?"

This is what Feng Qingyan really wanted to ask. "Before?"

The old farmer hesitated for a moment, then said, "Because the saint was a world-famous gentleman at the time, and a three-digging saint, so I want to make a good relationship with the saint at that time."

"Just to make a good relationship?"

Feng Qingyan smiled.

"I heard that if I was promoted to a great sage, I would have the opportunity to enter the Holy Heaven." The old farmer pondered for a moment and said, "So I want to be promoted to a sage and enter the Holy Heaven on my behalf."

"Old Master, I want to ask you what we are doing in Shengtian now, you won't tell me, right?"

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Please forgive me, Saint." The old farmer bowed.

Although Feng Qingyan was curious, he did not ask any more questions at this time. Instead, he asked about the customs and habits of Qingshan Marquis Mansion.

Time passes day by day.

The ox cart soon drove into the vast green mountains.

More than 2,000 years ago, this vast expanse of green mountains was a place called Qingshan Country. However, with the demise of the Ghost Merchants and the disappearance of the Qingshan Marquis, the Qingshan Country perished, and only the old farmer, the family commander of the Marquisate, remained, waiting for the return of the Lord of the House...

This wait lasted for more than two thousand years.

However, the person he waited for was not the mansion lord, but a descendant who was suspected to be the mansion lord.

This is also a good ending.

At this time, the old farmer became a little excited and tears started to flow.

"Is the elder so sure that I am the bloodline of the great emperor?" Feng Qingyan sighed in his heart. How could he not know his own situation?
"You will understand once you enter the Marquis' Mansion."

Old Farmer's Road.

It was getting dark.

Following the old farmer's instructions, the ox cart kept turning left and right, and finally stopped in front of a stone mountain.

"It's time for canonization, please get off the bus."

The old farmer said respectfully.

Feng Qingyan didn't bring anything with him except ten "Shang Zi Pai". He got off the ox cart and looked at the stone mountain in front of him.

Although it is a rocky mountain, it is covered with green vines.

"open--"

The old farmer shouted at the stone mountain.

At this time, the center of the stone mountain suddenly turned into two huge stone doors, which slowly opened to both sides, revealing an entrance filled with black fog.

"Greetings to the elder, respectfully welcoming him back home."

From the entrance filled with black fog, several ghostly voices expressing surprise were heard.

The old farmer nodded, then turned around and said respectfully, "Please canonize me."

Feng Qingyan nodded and said to Qingmang, "Wait outside for a while and don't cause any trouble."

"As ordered."

Qingniu bowed and said.

At this time, Feng Qingyan followed the old man into the entrance filled with black fog. The feeling was similar to the first time he entered Youdu.

The Qingshan Marquis Mansion was also built in a shady place on earth.

Behind the entrance filled with black fog was a tall city tower, but it was much inferior to the pass of Youdu. The city wall was still pitch black, made of black stone, with some strange patterns carved on it, exuding a faint majesty.

At this time, Feng Qingyan did not have any pass or protective treasure on him.

But being in the shade had no effect on him.

He just felt a little uncomfortable at first, but he soon got used to it. No wonder the old man didn't give him any protective treasure.

And the old man in the mansion is also made of flesh and blood.

Because as a member of the ghost clan, I can walk in the netherworld with my flesh and blood...

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(End of this chapter)