Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 394 Black Pottery Flower Pot
In front of the dark funeral palace.

Feng Qingyan frowned and stared at the mountain ghost. He never expected that the second "taboo" would come into being quietly.

This made him feel nothing.

I’m afraid this mountain ghost isn’t as stupid as the Blood Queen.

But it just so happened that he had a bronze coffin that could suppress all the "taboos", so he just suppressed them together without much worry.

"Mountain ghost?"

Feng Qingyan faces the mountain ghost road.

Unfortunately, the mountain ghost did not respond, as if it were a dead object.

"Since you were born, why didn't you say hello? Now that you see me, why don't you kneel down and worship me?" Feng Qingyan said in a deep voice.

The mountain ghost still didn't respond.

"Tell me, where were you born? Were you waiting for me to suppress you, or did you come to the mountain to bury yourself?" Feng Qingyan continued. He knew that the mountain ghost could hear what he said, but he just pretended not to hear it.

"last chance."

After a moment, Feng Qingyan said coldly.

The mountain ghost didn't move, as if he had never been born.

"It seems that you, like the Blood Queen, want to betray me?" Feng Qingyan said with a grim expression, "The Blood Queen has been suppressed by me..."

The mountain ghost remained motionless.

Feng Qingyan didn't say anything else. He immediately untied the white robe in front of his chest and took Wen Xin out again.

His aura changed accordingly.

At this moment, he was like the reincarnation of the Shang Emperor, with an extremely terrifying aura emanating from his body, which seemed to penetrate the long river of time and space, and even caused the palace gate to tremble slightly.

Unfortunately, the mountain ghost still didn't move.

"It seems that you are determined to pretend to be dead. I will help you and let you die truly and completely, and disappear from the world forever." Feng Qingyan put Wen Xin back on his chest, glanced at the mountain ghost with a cold gaze, and returned to the burial palace.

At this time, the mountain ghost finally moved, but his face was full of fear.

Soon he became motionless.

Buried in the palace.

Feng Qingyan stared at the bronze coffin.

After a moment, he opened the bronze coffin, and a red spider lily was floating in the coffin...

"Ghost Gate."

At this moment, a strange darkness immediately emerged behind him, and a mysterious ghost gate floated in the darkness. When the ghost gate appeared, it seemed that the world suddenly shook, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out.

as time goes by.

There was no shadow of the blood queen appearing on the ghost gate.

This means that this method is not feasible, and perhaps it is necessary to personally take the blood and place it on the ghost gate. But after Feng Qingyan thought about it, he felt that something was wrong. There must be other ways, or perhaps some steps were missing.

Is it a ceremony?
Feng Qingyan was guessing.

Ok?
After a moment, Feng Qingyan frowned, and the bronze coffin in front of him turned into a black pottery flowerpot again.

He looked at it carefully. Was it an illusion? Or had the bronze coffin really turned into a black pottery flowerpot? After examining it for a moment, he reached out to touch it.

He did not touch the bronze coffin, but a flower pot.

The bronze coffin had indeed turned into a flower pot.

However, he really couldn't understand why the bronze coffin turned into a flower pot?
Wasn’t this bronze coffin forged in his previous life with all the power of ghost merchants and over a period of thousands of years?
Why did it turn into a flower pot for no reason?
At this time, he picked up the black pottery flowerpot and looked at it, but he didn't see anything special. If there was anything special about it, it was that the black pottery flowerpot had a total of 16 sides, and the shadow of the blood queen appeared on one of them.

Under the shadow, the words "Blood Queen" also appeared.

"Netherworld?"

At this moment, his eyes fell on the soil in the flowerpot.

The soil was pitch black, filled with a strong smell of the netherworld, and it was pure netherworld. However, Feng Qingyan felt that the netherworld in the flowerpot was not that simple... It was too pure.

He had been in the underworld for quite some time, but he had never discovered such a pure underworld.

This is not even on the same level of underworld.

"Isn't it the underworld?"

Feng Qingyan moved closer and smelled the scent of the soil carefully.

It was indeed a strong dark energy, but there seemed to be a special breath hidden in the dark energy.

“Is this the breath of reincarnation?”

Feng Qingyan guessed.

He did not feel the breath of reincarnation.

Or, in his previous life, he might have felt the breath of reincarnation. After all, in the underworld of his previous life, there were six reincarnations...

“Could this be the soil of reincarnation?”

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

At this time, he grabbed a little soil and planned to put it in his mouth to taste it, but finally gave up. If it was really the soil of reincarnation, who knew what would happen after he put it in his mouth?
"If it is really the soil of reincarnation, doesn't that mean that the power of reincarnation is hidden in the flowerpot?"

When Feng Qingyan thought of this, he suddenly felt happy.

Could it be that clues to the six realms of reincarnation are hidden in the black pottery flowerpot?
His eyes fell on the red spider lily, or to be more precise, on its fifteen leaves. He pondered, "Red spider lily, the flower and leaves will never meet. When I suppress the sixteen taboos, will all sixteen leaves fall? Then, will the red spider lily bloom? Or, will the reincarnation begin?"

About half an hour passed.

The black pottery flowerpot is still a black pottery flowerpot, it has not turned back into a bronze coffin.

It seems that the black pottery flowerpot is the true appearance of the bronze coffin.

At this time, Feng Qingyan had already accepted the existence of the black pottery flowerpot, so he didn't care too much whether it turned back into a bronze coffin or not.

The black pottery pot is the true attitude of the bronze coffin.

It can then exert its true power without hindering the suppression of “taboos”.

Soon after, Feng Qingyan walked out of the Funeral Palace holding a black pottery flower pot, without even looking at the mountain ghost. The mountain ghost seemed relieved to see Feng Qingyan leave the Funeral Palace, but it was even more frightened in its heart. It knew that it had angered the Shang Emperor...

How terrifying is Emperor Shang?

How could you let go of someone who betrayed you?

At this time, Feng Qingyan appeared on the top of the Burial Mountain, and the sky was just getting light, and it was almost dawn. He took off the painting on his back and wanted to put the black pottery flower pot into the world in the painting, but found that he couldn't put it in, as if the world in the painting couldn't accommodate the black pottery flower pot...

He frowned.

There is nothing special about the black pottery flowerpot, but the reincarnation soil and the red spider lily in the flowerpot are so dazzling!
He walked with the flower pot in his hand, as if he was holding a lantern in the dark.

Fortunately, the aura of the black pottery flowerpot did not emanate, and seemed to be limited to three steps. As long as it exceeded three steps, the world would not be able to sense the aura of the black pottery flowerpot, let alone the aura of the samsara soil.

Even the red spider lily still amazes the world, like a blazing fire.

But how many exotic flowers are there in the world?
Who knows it is the red spider lily?

Besides, there is no such thing as red spider lily in this world. At least Feng Qingyan has never seen it, nor has it been mentioned in books.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked a few steps away from the black pottery flower and examined it again.

He indeed did not feel the scent of the black pottery flowerpot, at most the red spider lily was a little dazzling.

He felt a little relieved.

After a while, he walked out of the Burial Mountain holding the black pottery flower pot and headed in the other direction of the Burial Mountain Academy. After going down the mountain, he did not hear about the disappearance of the "taboo", but the news that the man in white suppressed the "taboo" and the second philosopher of the canonization was born was a bit crazy in the world.

The mountain ghost was indeed hiding.

This was within Feng Qingyan's expectations. He did not go looking for it at this time, but went to Qingshan Realm holding the black pottery flowerpot.

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(End of this chapter)