Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 544: Where is behind the ghost gate?

The end of the agricultural world.

Behind the invisible darkness, there are huge ships slowly sailing towards the darkness.

The entire ship is ink-black, with mysterious runes emerging on it.

These runes emit mysterious light, which seems to be able to break through the void darkness, allowing the building ship to sail into the void darkness. However, it seems that the devouring power of the void darkness is too terrifying, and the mysterious light emitted by the runes may not be able to protect the building ship...

Some ships were swallowed up by the void and darkness, leaving only half or half.

Or simply be swallowed up entirely.

There were ten warships in total, with tens of thousands of armored merchant soldiers, but as soon as they sailed into the void and darkness, one-fifth of them were swallowed up.

This shocked many merchant soldiers.

"Alas, great ancestor! You have the rank of Sihu."

"Shen Xi Wujiang, Jiersuo."

On the deck of every ship, there was a group of witches in strange costumes, performing strange and bizarre witch dances, as if praying for protection from the emperor.

Wisps of magical power permeated the deck, strange yet gorgeous.

It seems to have really protected the ship.

On the third ship.

At the front of the deck stood a pale and thin young man.

At this moment, he was looking ahead, but the void and darkness blocked his sight, so he could not see anything...

"The third prince."

An armored general with a stature as big as an iron tower and a strong and fierce aura came over, bowed respectfully and said: "Feiyun is gone, Gaihai is only half left, and the giant eagle is also damaged..."

"Cough-cough-"

The pale young man suddenly started coughing, bent over, and looked a little painful.

"The third prince."

The armored general stood up suddenly and tried to help the pale young man. But at this moment, the pale young man waved his right hand, and his coughing eased. He said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Upon hearing this, the armored general bowed to the pale young man and retreated.

"Wu Lao."

After a moment, the pale young man cried out.

A dark shadow slowly emerged behind him, and then turned into a figure wearing a strange black robe. He bowed slightly and said, "I am here."

"Tell me, why is this happening?"

the pale young man asked.

The man in black robe groaned for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I have no choice. But please rest assured, Third Prince, we will definitely be able to return to Shang Tianxia safely..."

"According to the divination by Wu Lao, I'm afraid that the only thing left is this ship under my feet?"

The pale young man said calmly.

"This is indeed the result of divination, but it has to be so."

The black robe nodded.

The pale young man sighed and said, "It's a pity that the sky bridge didn't appear, otherwise we wouldn't have lost ten ships. These are all the elite soldiers of Dayi Merchants."

“If you gain something, you lose something.”

Black Robe said.

"Old Wu, the emperor really..."

The pale young man paused, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I wonder what happened to the Shang Dynasty? I'm afraid it no longer exists. At this time, it should be the Zhou Dynasty, right? The human king and the saints rule the world together. How can the world be like this?"

"Don't worry, Third Prince."

At this time, the man in black robe smiled, as if looking up at Hei Yu, and said: "The Human King has long disappeared, and the saints have also retired one by one. Without the Human King and the saints, this world is no longer a place to be feared..."

"So good."

The pale young man nodded.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few days, maybe a few months.

A tattered black ship finally sailed out from the darkness at the end of the agricultural country, and then crashed onto the ice field with a loud bang.

The ship could no longer move forward.

At this time, soldiers, wizards, ghosts and other people in different costumes flew down from the black ship. They all wore hideous bronze masks of evil ghosts on their faces, and they were filled with a strange and cold aura...

……

Zangshan Academy.

How many days have passed?

The luck from heaven on the head of the saint was still falling continuously, but the speed was surprisingly slow. Someone with good intentions counted it carefully.

When the luck was at its slowest, only ten strands were left in a day...

But destiny just keeps on going.

Feng Qingyan was speechless when he saw the speed at which his luck was falling, and finally ignored it. In the past few days, he suddenly entered the Wen Xiang realm, as if it was a natural process, without any difficulty.

At this moment, the majestic literary aura in his palace was like a great river...

The students and teachers of the academy were not too surprised that Feng Qingyan had entered the realm of literary minister. At most they just expressed one or two exclamations.

After staying in the academy for a few more days, he rushed to Qingshan City God's Mansion.

Two days later.

He came to Qingshan Realm.

He casually walked around and then walked into the City God's Palace.

Strangely enough, although he is no longer the City God, he can still come and go freely, and even everything in the City God's Mansion seems to be under his control.

This surprised him quite a bit.

"Brother Feng."

In the back hall of the City God's Palace, the man in white opened his eyes and nodded as a salute.

"How is the integration going, Brother Baiyi?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"almost."

The White-Robed Lord said.

At this time, Feng Qingyan didn't say much. The Ghost Gate behind him emerged and he said, "Blood Queen, Mountain Ghost, God Disgust, Gate Taboo, open the Ghost Gate."

"promise."

I bow respectfully to the four taboos.

Plop——

At this time, the Ghost Gate slowly opened, and thick dark energy gushed out wildly, as if there was a sea of ​​dark energy behind it.

But within a few breaths, the thick dark energy filled the sky and earth.

"Brother Feng, what is behind the ghost gate?"

The man in white asked.

"The Netherworld."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"The Netherworld? Is it the Netherworld under the Yellow Spring Ghost Underground, or another Netherworld?" The White-Robed Man frowned and said, "This Nether Qi is too pure. I'm afraid it's not the Netherworld under the Yellow Spring Ghost Underground. But, if it's not the Netherworld under the Yellow Spring Ghost Underground, then where is the Netherworld?"

"Who knows?"

Feng Qingyan shook his head.

At first he thought it was the netherworld of the Yellow Springs, then he thought it was the netherworld of his previous life, but now he didn't think so. He looked at Bai Yijun, thought for a moment and said, "How about we go in and take a look, Brother Bai Yi?"

"Right on my mind."

The man in white nodded and walked towards the ghost gate.

“Maybe we can wait a little longer.” Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment. After all, the Lord in White had not yet merged with the City God’s golden body and had not truly become Yama.

It won’t be too late to go after the White-Robed Man becomes Yama Luo, and we will have enough strength then.

According to his speculation.

Yan Luo is at least a Saint-level being, or even a mid-level Saint...

At this time, the man in white had already walked onto the stone platform of the Ghost Gate, stood in front of the stone gate that was wide enough for one person to pass through, and carefully examined what was behind the Ghost Gate.

"What can you see?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

The man in white shook his head, pondered for a moment, and walked in.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan frowned. He just had the idea of ​​going in, but the man in white went in.

The man in white is indeed him.

"Brother Baiyi, what is behind the door?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

But the man in white did not respond, as if he had disappeared.

……

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(End of this chapter)