Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 561 Who is speaking in ancient times?

"……cut!"

The strange and terrifying darkness caused countless lives to perish.

An equally strange and terrifying black knife suddenly hung in the dark sky. The shining black light made it impossible to look directly at it, and then it chopped down heavily.

Unstoppable!

The sharp edge of the black knife was like a curse, making people's souls tremble.

When the scene suddenly stopped again, Feng Qingyan seemed to see countless lives being killed in a trance...

"It's this black knife again! It's this again!"

In the secret realm, Feng Qingyan's spirit body was trembling, and his body seemed to be burning with rage. Two terrifying black lights burst out of his eyes, and he said angrily: "Damn it, damn it!!"

There are fifteen holy elephants left.

"cut--"

He saw the strange black knife falling again.

This is the third time.

What kind of knife was this? Why was it so terrifying and made him so panicked? There were still fourteen holy images left. He continued to comprehend the holy images, hoping to find the answer from them.

Although the remaining holy images were not easy to comprehend, he had no choice.

He must understand it.

……

Wushan Territory.

It was still drizzling and thick fog covered the sky and the earth.

In the night, Ajiu curled up in the corner of the bed, trembling slightly, her brother was gone. However, the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters in the village said that she had no brother...

Why doesn't she have a brother?
A day ago, she and her brother went up the mountain to pick tea, and her brother was singing folk songs. How could they forget her brother?

She asked most of the people in the village.

They all said that she had no brother and that she was the only daughter of her parents...

But she clearly has a brother.

She remembered it clearly, everything vividly, and even drew a portrait of her brother, but they said they had never seen him.

This scared her and she didn't know why it happened.

At some point, the sky gradually brightened, but it was still dark, and there was still a drizzle outside the window. She got up from bed, feeling a little haggard, and went to her brother's room. She saw his clothes and shoes...

This is clearly a sign of my brother's existence, why do they turn a blind eye to it?

She prepared some dry food, put on a straw hat and a raincoat, and went to the tea mountain to look for her brother...

"Brother-"

"Brother-"

An anxious cry with a crying tone echoed in the mountains.

A day passed in the blink of an eye. Ajiu came back from the tea mountain, exhausted and in tears...

"Ajiu..."

A young man came over and looked at Ajiu with a look of heartache on his face.

"Brother Xin, I do have a brother. The day before yesterday when you came back from picking tea, I talked to you. I asked you if you had seen my brother, and you said no. How come you don't remember him?"

Ajiu's face was full of anxiety, and there was expectation in his eyes.

"A-A-Jiu...are you sick?"

The young man, Xin, remained silent, then spoke with some concern.

"I'm not sick."

Jiu was so anxious that he burst into tears, looking extremely helpless. He begged with tears in his eyes, "Brother Xin, I do have a brother, I do have a brother, but my brother is missing. Can you help me find him, please?"

"……well……"

Looking at Ajiu, whose face was filled with tears, Xin couldn't refuse and could only nod stupidly.

……

Zangshan Academy.

The teachers and students missed Feng Qingyan very much.

The last time I left was nine months, and it has been four months since I came back. And people all over the world are also missing the canonization...

It has been four months since Feng Sheng entered the Dongshan Secret Realm. Has he discovered the holy image?
Or what can you comprehend from the secret realm?
Everyone knows that the canonized saints will never return empty-handed from the secret realm, but no one knows whether there is a holy image that can see through the saints' tracing back to their origins. Therefore, many great sages would occasionally look at Dongshan.

They may be looking forward to it.

Or worry.

Or fear.

……

In the Dongshan Divine Palace.

Jiuge has been following behind Dongjun, watching Dongjun manage Dongshan and listening to Dongjun's deduction of the general situation. Although it was only a short four months, it felt like ten years had passed, and the whole person had changed dramatically.

It seemed that the childishness on his face was gone.

"Are you worried about canonization?"

On the cliff behind the Divine Mansion, Dongjun, who was wearing a black robe with gold edges, was sitting cross-legged on the stone. He looked at Jiuge and said, "Actually, it's not like that. Fengsheng is safe and sound. He is just comprehending the holy image. This holy image is not easy to comprehend, and even more difficult to understand, so it just takes some time."

Jiuge nodded, and asked curiously: "Teacher, do you know the origin of the secret realm?"

Dong Jun shook his head, and after a pause, he said, "Perhaps he was born with Dongshan, or perhaps he was born with the heaven and earth. I'm afraid even the saints can't know. Tai Chi, life and death..."

Dongjun fell into deep thought.

Jiuge didn't disturb him when he saw it, and looked at the sea of ​​clouds ahead.

And in the secret realm.

In fact, Feng Qingyan was almost able to figure it out, and now there were only eleven holy elephants left.

Among the three holy images he comprehended, he heard two voices intermittently, as if two people were conversing in ancient times.

"I heard that some supreme beings before the ancient times all preferred pottery..."

"...they are mostly made of Tao...very scary..."

"Why?"

"Tao means soil, and... the earth, the great... rules, understand..."

"…Evolution Basin."

"…people call it…Huipen"

"This cannot be said. If it is said, bad things will happen... Taboo..."

"...Supreme Being...Evolution and reincarnation...I can't trace it..."

"...It happened once...The Holy Emperor...The Holy Emperor was deducing...that he had turned into a terrifying ghost..."

These intermittent words made Feng Qingyan's scalp tingle, and he seemed to have goose bumps all over his body. Even the holy images of the saints could not be fully recorded, which showed that the conversation involved taboo topics.

These intermittent conversations seemed to reveal some huge secret, but for some reason, they suddenly reminded him of the black pottery flowerpot.

Are they talking about the black pottery flower pots?

The origin of the black pottery flowerpot has always been a mystery, which made him want to explore it. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a dream left by the Shang Emperor when he attained enlightenment in the secret realm, so maybe he could go and look for it.

Maybe the answer he wants is in his dream.

The remaining holy image was very difficult to comprehend, so he did not continue to struggle with it.

……

Wushan Territory.

In the rain and fog of a witch village.

Ah Xin, who was wearing a straw raincoat, was a little stunned and said, "Ah Jiu, I don't have a sister. I am the only one who has an uncle and a sister."

Ajiu was also stunned.

Brother Asin forgot his sister Ani.

Ani is fourteen years old, one year younger than her, and they usually have a good relationship.

But today, Brother Xin suddenly forgot about Ani, which made her panic and her heart started pounding.

When she took Sim to Sim's home, she found that Sim's uncle and aunt had also forgotten Ani, saying that they did not have a daughter like Ani...

Ani is missing.

Ajiu began to tremble all over.

But why did all the uncles and aunts in the village forget their brother Ani, but she remembered him?
In the following days, she found that more and more people in the village were missing, but they had all forgotten about it.

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(End of this chapter)