Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 329: Return of the Netherworld
Netherworld.

Feng Qingyan glanced at the dark sky in confusion.

He didn't know that Zhewei's birth instantly disturbed the whole world and made countless people crazy.

He naturally knew how precious the position of Zhe was.

Especially in this age when it is impossible to become a saint, it is even more rare and precious.

But he didn't know that the birth of Zhewei would be announced to the world, so that the whole world could see it. At this time, he saw that the evil spirits entrenched in the underworld had been almost cleared, so he went to Fengshan to take a look.

On the top of Mount Feng, Miss Yaoyao stood quietly, seemingly gazing into the distance.

And seemed to be waiting for something.

Feng Qingyan stood at the foot of Fengshan Mountain, frowning and looking at it with some confusion.

He didn't know what Miss Yaoyao was doing.

Her presence is odd.

After a moment, his gaze shifted away and fell on the dead souls of Fengshan, and then he scanned the netherworld. In his previous life in the dream, he was the Lord of the Underworld, and now he is the City God of Qingshan, how could he ignore the netherworld.

Naturally, I will plan it.

If the souls of the dead in the underworld can really regain consciousness and memory, perhaps they can be recruited under their command...

However, this involves two issues. One is the condition of Miss Yaoyao, and the other is how could Youdu let him occupy the underworld?

He also controls 50,000 evil spirits, so he is not afraid.

In fact, the most important thing is the Holy Way...

"What are you looking at, Miss Yaoyao?" Feng Qingyan came back to his senses from his thoughts and asked with a smile, "Why do you have to stand on the top of Fengshan Mountain?"

Miss Yaoyao was as cold as ice and didn't even look at him.

"Young lady Yaoyao, are you willing to guard the netherworld with me?"

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

Yaoyao still didn't move.

Seeing that Yaoyao ignored him, Feng Qingyan did not ask any further questions and led the remaining 50,000 evil spirits to the edge of a deep pit deep in the Netherworld.

"Evil spirits obey orders."

Feng Qingyan shouted, "Guard the deep pit and kill all the evil spirits that come out of the deep pit."

Although the fifty thousand evil spirits did not speak, they exuded a terrible murderous aura that made people terrified.

After a while.

Feng Qingyan left, took a look at Fengshan and then flew towards the ghost land of Huangquan.

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The first city.

The sky was shrouded in eternal black fog, and the sun, moon, and stars could not be seen.

Moreover, starting from the black and white Gobi Desert, it is no longer the Zhou world, but belongs to the extreme north, so naturally one cannot see the jade plate floating in the sky.

Therefore, the scholars and soldiers guarding the Wanli Changting had no idea that Zhewei had suddenly appeared.

But not long after, a great sage in the First City received the news.

"Zhewei's coming? How is this possible?"

When Daxian received the news, his face was filled with shock, and his heart was filled with thousands of waves.

In less than an hour, the news of the birth of Zhe Wei spread almost throughout Wanli Changting. Even the scholars in Wenting had learned the news from the patrol envoy.

At this time, on the north wall of the First City, many great sages and scholars were looking down at the ghost land of the underworld below.

The only way for a philosopher to be born in this world is to canonize him.

Even though the canonization is virtual.

"Canonization is just a virtual canonization. How can a philosopher be born?"

On the north city wall, there was a great scholar who was shocked and confused. If the news did not come from the Tianguan Palace, he would not dare to believe it and it was impossible for him to believe it.

As far as he knew, no philosopher had ever been born in the lower three levels of sainthood.

Even among the third-grade saints, the number of philosophers that have been born is only in the single digits.

Generally speaking.

Only the third level of sainthood can give birth to a wise man.

But now, the position of virtual saint has given birth to a philosopher. What rank is the position of virtual saint?
Logically speaking, it's not up to standard yet.

in a blink.

One day passed, but the madness caused by Zhe Wei did not subside, but became more and more intense.

In the evening of the next day, several great sages arrived at the Wanli Changting, all of them anxiously guarding the north wall of the First City.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was anxious inside.

At this time, dozens of great sages had gathered on the north city wall.

"Canonization is still in the Netherworld?"

A great sage asked calmly, his eyes shifting to the scholar on the city wall, "How many days have you not returned?"

"It's been more than ten days since the last time."

The literati answered.

"You haven't come back for so long, could something have happened?"

Daxian said with considerable concern.

"Feng Sheng controls 100,000 evil spirits. Who in the world can defeat him? Even the 'weird' ones will flee upon hearing the news." The scholar smiled and said, "A great general has already explored the Netherworld, and all the 'weird' ones in the Netherworld were killed by Feng Sheng..."

"what?"

The great sage was shocked when he heard this.

Although it is no secret that Feng Qingyan is in charge of 100,000 evil spirits, not everyone knows it, and not everyone will care.

It is not surprising that some great sages do not know this.

"Rumor has it that Feng Sheng is leading a hundred thousand evil spirits to eliminate the evil spirits in the underworld..."

The scholar said with admiration on his face.

Wanli Changting has been guarding the Yellow Spring Ghost Land for many years, but there has never been such a powerful force to clean up the netherworld...

Is it impossible for the world to do this?
Is the whole world not as good as a hundred thousand evil spirits?

Naturally not.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

At this time, more and more great sages came to the First City, including great scholars and even ministers of literature. Although no matter whether it was a great scholar or a minister of literature, it was impossible to compete with the great sages, but it was impossible to change the madness of the world.

Even if one is a great scholar, as long as he obtains the title of philosopher, he has a very high chance of becoming a semi-saint.

Even the Minister of Literature is like this.

When the world was going crazy, many great sages soon woke up from their madness. If there were several sages, they could still compete for the position, but there is only one sage...

Moreover, the advent of Zhewei almost made them lose their minds.

So after the fourth day, quite a few great sages actually left the Wanli Changting, and some even had faces filled with shame.

A lifetime of reading the books of sages has been in vain.

On the evening of the fifth day, Feng Qingyan finally returned from the Netherworld.

"Canonization!"

"It's the return of the canonized saint."

When Feng Qingyan appeared, it immediately caused a sensation on the north city wall.

Feng Qingyan, who had just come out of the Yellow Springs Ghost Land, was surprised to see that the north city wall was extremely lively and there were many more figures.

When he landed on the city wall, many scholars came towards him.

“Congratulations on your canonization.”

“Congratulations on your canonization.”

Many scholars congratulated him with burning eyes.

"congratulate?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and for a moment he didn't understand what everyone was congratulating him for. Then, many scholars expressed their willingness to worship under the sage, and even a great scholar spoke up, which surprised him.

Although Daxian did not speak, there was desire in his eyes...

Soon he understood. He never thought that the position of the philosopher would be revealed to the world. No wonder there were so many great scholars and sages guarding the city wall...

Feng Qingyan didn't say anything, just bowed to everyone and immediately went to the Ghost Suppression Temple.

After nearly a month, he has accumulated a lot of holy power, which should be able to completely dispel the strange aura on the soul of the Lord of Righteousness.

Especially in the last few days, the holy power increased quite quickly.

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PS: Thanks to "青录没没了" for the tip! This name, uh...

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