Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 497 The Last Holy Monument

boom!
Fengcai Tower arrived as promised and suddenly landed in front of Xusheng Mansion.

At this time, a mysterious light burst out, penetrated the wind and snow, and shone on the evil ghost in sackcloth who was kneeling at the foot of the burial mountain. The evil ghost in sackcloth seemed to be in a sea of ​​fire, and immediately screamed in panic.

"what--"

The evil ghost in sackcloth became ferocious and gradually turned into ashes in the light.

This scene shocked the scholars of Bocheng extremely. They never expected that the light from Fengcai Tower could burn the evil ghosts, leaving the evil ghosts in sackcloth without any power to resist.

Pieces of evil ghosts covered in sackcloth turned into ashes under the light.

And at this time.

That ancient and sad call came to an abrupt end when the evil ghost in sackcloth turned into ashes. And Feng Qingyan, who was lying quietly in the coffin and was about to open his eyes, did not open his eyes again.

Everything returns to calm.

But there was a strange black fog rolling in the coffin, as if it had turned into a huge black sea.

At this time, a strange black fog escaped from the bronze coffin, causing the entire burial palace to be filled with black fog, which turned into countless terrifying evil spirits.

The evil spirits roared and bared their fangs and claws.

With evil eyes, he looked coldly at Feng Cailou...

The light from Fengcai Tower illuminated the Burial Mountain, and pieces of sackcloth-clad evil spirits were reduced to ashes. Countless sackcloth-clad evil spirits also fled with the wind and snow.

The devilish night then descended, just as promised.

In the sky of the burial mountain.

An Xiu frowned slightly.

When Fengcai Tower broke through the air, the uncertain ancient call seemed to disappear suddenly.

The burial mountain, which should have been even darker, was not so dark now.

An Xiu looked towards Feng Cailou with some surprise.

At this time, no one could still climb up the Fengcai Tower, and the world seemed to have gotten used to its existence, and even more used to the fact that no one could climb up the Fengcai Tower...

This Fengcai Building seems to be able to suppress the Burial Mountain.

This shocked An Xiu a little.

Although he has not yet confirmed whether the Burial Mountain is the burial place of the Ghost Emperor, the Burial Mountain must not be as simple as it seems.

This evil ghost in sackcloth is full of weirdness.

Although the Ghost Emperor only descended for a few moments nine days ago, many people in the world knew about it.

Ghost Emperor——

This is a hopeless existence.

Why is he still alive?

Coming to the world again?
He only came here for a few short breaths, and the world turned into hell.

People in the world have not experienced the hellish times at the end of the Ghost Merchants.

Although we can get a glimpse of it from history books, we don’t have personal experience and cannot truly understand the meaning of hell everywhere on earth.

And now, the Ghost Emperor had only been here for a few breaths, and they understood.

It can be seen from this.

The last years of the Ghost Merchants were a time of terror and suffering...

in a blink.

Another day passed.

This is the eleventh day of the collapse of the Holy Heaven.

At this time, the wind and snow were still raging on the Burial Mountain, and the only thing that warmed people's hearts was that in the depths of the sky, there was still a holy monument shining on the world.

That is the only holy monument that has not fallen into the human world.

The holy monument of canonization.

This is not only the warmth of Bocheng and Zangshan Academy, but also the warmth of the disciples of the Holy Way.

As long as there is a holy monument in the sky, it means that there is still hope for the Holy Way, and when the saint is truly canonized, perhaps that is the time when the Holy Way will suppress the world again.

It might even be possible to recreate the glory of the Age of Saints.

Time passes day by day.

The snowstorm at the Burial Mountain had not stopped yet, and the sky and the earth were covered in white.

In Bocheng and in the academy, countless scholars and students look up into the sky every day to see if the holy monument of canonization is still there.

As long as they are still here, they will be their last comfort.

The last hope.

At this time, countless people in the world were puzzled. Why did the holy tablets of the saints fall to the earth, while the holy tablet of canonization was still floating in the depths of the sky?

What exactly does this mean?
Can canonization be truly canonization?
Or is Canonization the only virtual saint in the world? Outside the Zhou Tianxia, ​​many people frowned, this holy monument was too dazzling. Since the holy monuments of all saints have fallen, why are they still suspended in the depths of the sky?
There should be no more holy monuments in this sky.

The sixteenth day of the collapse of the Holy Heaven.

boom!
After a loud bang, a huge cloud of dust was raised.

It seemed as if the entire Burial Mountain was shaking, and as everyone was horrified, they saw a holy stele rapidly falling in front of the Burial Mountain Academy.

"Holy Monument——"

"The holy monument has fallen, the holy monument has fallen!"

"Why did the holy monument fall? Ah——"

At this time, the students of Zangshan Academy, as well as the instructors and teachers, were all like crazy.

Their eyes were bloodshot, their faces were hideous, and they even looked desperate. They never expected that the last holy monument would fall to the earth, covered with thick mud and dust.

The Holy Light is not there.

The holy monument is a hundred feet high.

However, at this time, nine-tenths of it was buried in the soil, and only one-tenth was exposed.

The tenth that was exposed was like being covered with thick mud, making it impossible to sense the presence of any holy aura.

It seems to be just an ordinary stone.

“Ah, wow—”

A teacher knelt down in pain in front of the academy gate.

Faith collapsed, and the last hope in my heart was also shattered.

At this time, more and more teachers and students knelt down in front of the holy monument and cried bitterly. Their heart-wrenching cries resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Senior brother——"

Mu Yu looked at the holy monument, tears streaming down her face.

Students such as Helianshan and Yanshan also burst into tears when they looked at the holy tablet...

In the back hall of the academy, Dong Lou Hui staggered back several steps.

An Xiu looked up and remained silent.

Sad.

At this time, countless people came to the holy monument, and even those who were not Confucian disciples burst into tears.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Heaven also wants to destroy my holy way?"

There were cries of grief all around the holy monument, and sadness was everywhere.

On this day, the sixteenth day after the collapse of Holy Heaven, the students of Zangshan Academy were like the walking corpses.

After nightfall, the evil ghost in sackcloth arrived as promised and ran to the burial mountain to cry.

Fengcai Tower appeared again and again.

The light shines on the burial mountain.

This meant that the ancient call in the funeral procession had never been completed, so every time Feng Qingyan in the bronze coffin shed two tears and was about to open his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep again.

This Fengcai Building is here to cause trouble.

Time passes day by day.

Every time the evil ghost in sackcloth came, he was killed by Fengcailou.

But the evil ghost in sackcloth did not hesitate.

in a blink.

June has passed.

The snowstorm that had lasted for nearly a month brought great disaster to the Burial Mountain. However, this snowstorm was so strange that even An Xiu and Dong Lou Hui could not suppress it.

And one day in July.

The fourth taboo engraving appeared on the gate of the funeral palace.

——Door taboo

The so-called "door taboo" means that wherever there is a door in the world, there will be killing when the door is opened.

No matter you are an ordinary person or a famous sage, as long as you open the door, you will be killed, and no one can escape. However, the strange knocking sound keeps ringing, and it keeps ringing, forcing you to open the door.

Tuk Tuk——

There's a knock on the door.

But there was no one behind the door, but a huge and ferocious black shadow could be vaguely seen.

……

(End of this chapter)