Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 319 I Will Build the Underworld Someday
The underworld is dark, cold, and filled with an eerie aura.

It seemed that amidst the strong ghostly aura, there was also a wisp of strange smell.

Feng Qingyan looked around as he walked, feeling like he was back home, but the scenery around him was extremely unfamiliar.

After a while, he walked up to the top of a dark hill and looked around quietly.

Although it was dark in the underworld, in his eyes, it was just a cloudy day and he could see the surrounding scenery clearly.

"I'm back……"

Feng Qingyan said at this time, and then was slightly stunned.

Why should I say that back?
He was a little surprised.

I am only coming to the netherworld for the first time, so how can I say "I am back"? Even if I have been to the netherworld before, I should just say "I am back again".

Instead of "come back".

At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned, his face full of confusion.

Slip of the tongue?

After a while.

Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and stood still like a wood carving or clay sculpture, as if he was carefully feeling something.

It really feels like coming home.

Unfortunately, "home" has become a little strange, mixed with the horror and weirdness...

Could it be that I was originally from the Zhou Dynasty?

Was the previous life just a dream?

Feng Qingyan was becoming increasingly confused.

Logically speaking, the previous life could not have been a dream...

He continued to keep his eyes closed, feeling as if he was merging into the underworld, which gave him an indescribable feeling.

Very wonderful.

It seems that I am a person in the underworld when I am alive, and a ghost in the underworld when I die.

It seems that I died here, and I died here...

"Kill, kill, kill—"

One hundred thousand evil spirits were roaring, bursting out with terrifying murderous aura.

Many evil spirits left without permission to devour the trembling souls of the dead in all directions. Then more and more evil spirits dispersed to devour the souls of the dead...

Feng Qingyan always felt like something was missing, which prevented him from fully integrating into the Netherworld.

What's wrong?
He closed his eyes and thought.

And the previous life cannot be a dream!

But he and the Zhou world have increasingly close ties.

Why?
Feng Qingyan couldn't figure it out.

"Kill, kill, kill—"

The evil spirits are roaring, devouring the souls of the dead, and fighting each other.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan's thoughts were interrupted, and he suddenly opened his eyes, glancing coldly at the evil spirits around him.

shhh-

The evil spirit suddenly became frightened and immediately calmed down.

Under the cold gaze, the scattered evil spirits quickly came back, as if they dared not even breathe. Even the evil spirits at the level of great sages were afraid and looked at the figure in white in horror...

Feng Qingyan withdrew his gaze coldly and stepped up into the air step by step.

He stood in the dark sky.

The underworld is infinite.

Even if he had night vision, he couldn't see the end.

At this time, he still didn't see the familiar scenery, which made him frown again, and he said to himself: "Am I really overthinking?
But the strange underworld is still the underworld.

After a moment, Feng Qingyan turned around and looked in the direction of the Yellow Spring Ghost Land, frowning and saying, "There is no Ghost Gate, no Yellow Spring Road, no Red Spider Lily, no Naihe Bridge, and no Forgetful River that separates life and death."

"In the way of yin and yang, the extreme of yin is life, and the extreme of yang is death."

"A line of yin and yang separates life and death."

At this time, he turned around and looked back ahead, and continued: "There is no Fengdu Ghost City, no Ten Palaces of Yama, and no Six Paths of Reincarnation..."

"What kind of netherworld is this?"

Feng Qingyan said coldly, with a look of contempt in his eyes, "If I build the underworld someday, I will definitely let the world see what the underworld is, what the netherworld is, and what the underworld is."

"Go forward." After a while, he walked down from the air, glanced coldly at the evil spirit, and then walked ahead.

A hundred thousand evil spirits followed closely behind.

At this time, his figure flew away, and according to the memory in his mind, he crossed over mountains and lands to look for the figure of the great righteous man.

The 100,000 evil spirits behind him were so powerful that even the "weird" ones would stay away from them.

I didn't even encounter a dead soul along the way.

"where?"

Not long after, Feng Qingyan frowned and stood on a hill looking around.

When playing "Soul Summoning" in the first city east, he vaguely remembered that the Righteous Lord seemed to have fallen under this mountain...

Is it just a similar hill?

At this time, Feng Qingyan stepped into the air and looked down at the dark land below.

There was no obvious mountain where the Righteous Lord fell, so it was difficult for him to find it. At this moment, he became a little anxious and worried about the safety of the Righteous Lord...

I wonder what the situation is with the great righteous leader?
Can it be saved?

He continued to fly, passing over the hills, but the Netherworld was too vast.

“This one!”

Feng Qingyan's face lit up with joy when he discovered the hill where the great righteous leader had fallen.

But at the foot of the mountain, he did not find the figure of the Righteous Lord, so he had to continue searching...

At some point, a bright red figure appeared on a distant mountain peak, seemingly looking at Feng Qingyan from afar.

Feng Qingyan stopped when he felt something.

In the netherworld, who else could that bright red figure be besides Miss Yaoyao? At this moment, he was also standing on a mountain peak, quietly gazing at the red figure in the distance, feeling somewhat surprised.

Behind Miss Yaoyao, there is a round black shadow.

It seemed that there was a swirling black mist in the shadow, like a spinning millstone, which looked extremely strange...

What is this?
Feng Qingyan squinted his eyes and looked around, but unfortunately he couldn't see clearly. However, he knew that the "weird" was very afraid. As long as Miss Yaoyao appeared, the "weird" would immediately retreat in panic.

"My dear lady, we meet again."

At this time Feng Qingyan said lightly.

The two of them were far apart, and Feng Qingyan didn't know whether Miss Yaoyao had heard it or not, but at this moment, Miss Yaoyao pointed in a direction.

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood.

"Thanks."

Feng Qingyan bowed.

At this time, Miss Yaoyao glanced at Feng Qingyan and turned away, returning to Fengshan where she lay...

Feng Qingyan flew away immediately.

After flying for several hundred miles, he spotted a figure in a valley. It was the righteous leader he had been looking for for a long time.

"what--"

At this time, Dayizhu grabbed his head with both hands, and strands of black threads appeared on his body, making him look extremely painful.

The skin on his body had already turned black.

"Master Meng."

Feng Qingyan flew over and immediately landed beside the Righteous Master. Seeing the Righteous Master's situation, his heart suddenly sank.

The strange aura not only corroded the body of the Righteous Lord, but also his soul.

Moreover, the soul is severely corroded.

"Qingyan?"

The Righteous Lord suddenly regained consciousness, was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Go quickly, don't worry about me."

"Master Meng, my holy power can dispel the strange aura."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"No, it's no use anymore. The strange aura has corroded my soul."

The Lord of Righteousness said in pain, his body undergoing strange changes, as if transformed into all kinds of strange things, and his voice became a little hoarse, "I can already feel the soul changing, and I can no longer exorcise it..."

"Great Lord, relax your soul and don't resist."

Feng Qingyan Road.

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P.S: Thanks to "Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Ancient Stars" for the reward!
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