Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 568: Do Not Harm the Imperial Family
On the East Mountain.

Feng Qingyan's words "Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all generations" actually hide a deeper meaning.

The explanation given by the great sage of Rucheng about establishing one’s mind for heaven and earth is not wrong.

This heart not only refers to the human heart and the benevolent heart, but also refers to "reincarnation". Only the "reincarnation" that runs through time and space can truly become the heart of heaven and earth.

Only then can we establish destiny for the living souls and bring peace to the world for all eternity!

Although the third tripod has not yet taken shape, it has appeared, exuding a hint of mystery.

This breath is somewhat like the breath of reincarnation.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked into the air while carefully feeling the bronze tripod in the Wen Palace. It was indeed the breath of reincarnation. Although it had no name yet and no words appeared on the tripod, he vaguely knew what tripod it was.

This could be the Samsara Cauldron.

but.

However, there was one thing Feng Qingyan couldn't figure out.

If it is the Samsara Cauldron, then why is it in the Wen Palace?

Even if it was not the Samsara Cauldron that he guessed, it was also a Cauldron of the Ghost Path. Why could it still enter the Wen Palace?

Can the ghost way and the holy way be integrated?

This is simply impossible.

In his confusion, he flew rapidly across Qi State, Yan State, the North, the black grassland, the black and white Gobi Desert, and finally came to the misty ice field.

The Misty Ice Field is frozen all year round, and is surrounded by ghostly fog that is sometimes light and sometimes thick.

Wandering souls can often be seen.

At this moment, he stood in the center of the misty ice field, watching the wandering souls that drifted by from time to time, or the increasingly dense ghost fog. The ghost fog around him gradually changed from gray to black, like a rolling black cloud.

A faint ancient atmosphere permeated the air.

The ghost fog is as black as ink.

gradually.

The world seemed to be plunged into endless darkness.

An ancient silence.

At some point, countless twisted and strange black lines appeared around Feng Qingyan, like black hair in the water.

Densely packed and constantly twisting.

It seems to have life.

"Resurrection, resurrection—"

"I want to be resurrected, I want to be resurrected——"

At this time, the mysterious world was filled with the roaring word "resurrection".

Feng Qingyan stood there in silence, closed his eyes and listened. After a moment, he said, "Why do you want to be resurrected? Do you know that the dead cannot be resurrected?"

"Resurrection, Resurrection--

"Kill kill kill kill——"

Strange voices were shouting and roaring.

"Who do you want to kill?"

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Kill kill kill kill——"

The strange voice was still shouting and roaring, but it was more sad and desperate.

"Kill kill kill kill——"

The shouting, the roaring, the sorrow, all turned into murderous intent.

Murderous!
Although Feng Qingyan had his eyes closed, he "saw" countless black lines going crazy and dancing wildly in the mysterious darkness.

It was as if he wanted to tear through the darkness and fight his way out.

"I once said that I would resurrect you one day, and I will never break my promise." Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment and then spoke, "But you must tell me, are you related to the reincarnation dead city at the dark end of the Dongshan Secret Realm?"

Shouting, roaring, roaring and all other sounds.

Stopped abruptly.

Although Zuo Shaozai of the Tianguan Palace said that some people had speculated that the evil spirits on the misty ice field might be related to ancient powerful beings or even the gods of the Shenxia era.

But Feng Qingyan thinks it's not that simple.

These twisted black lines were really too terrifying. After he came out of the Dongshan Secret Realm, he found that they were far beyond his previous imagination and were very likely related to the reincarnation dead city in the deepest part of the Dongshan Secret Realm.

If the "Tai Chi" in the secret realm of Dongshan is the source of life, then the dark space before him may be the end of death. The world was dead silent.

Only the endless ancient breath is pervasive.

At this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You guys won't tell me? If you don't tell me, how can I help you revive? Or are you... not as good as me, Feng Qingyan?"

The world is still dead silent.

A strong murderous aura gradually spread.

He raised his right hand, with his palm facing outwards. A faint token mark could be seen. He said, "Since you all don't trust me, Feng Qingyan, why did you go through so much trouble to find me? If there is anyone in this world who can revive you, it is only me, Feng Qingyan."

The black lines are twisting.

The dark space was still dead silent, but it was filled with murderous intent.

"In this world, and even in the entire universe, only I, Feng Qingyan, will be in charge of reincarnation in the future. If I am in charge of reincarnation, resurrecting you will only be a thought away. But if I want to be in charge of reincarnation, I must first know whether you are related to the reincarnation city of death in the deepest part of the Dongshan secret realm? And the origin of the reincarnation city of death..."

Feng Qingyan said lightly.

Although it can't be said that he is talking nonsense, it is still a bit of bragging.

At this moment, all the black lines seemed to be still.

"God willing--"

A faint voice sounded.

It doesn't seem to be in this time and space, and it seems to have come from endless time and space.

……

Wushan Territory.

In the darkness after the fog, the pair of faint evil eyes were staring at Ajiu.

It simply ignored the Third Prince, the mysterious blurry black shadow, and the two-hundred-foot-tall giant horse-like ghost.

And at this time.

Their eyes suddenly fell on Ajiu.

Ajiu was startled and shrank behind Grandpa, looking very frightened.

But after a moment, those faint evil eyes glanced at the bronze-faced man and then fell on the blood line.

It wasn't the power of the blood line that stopped it.

But deep in its soul, there is a terrifying soul imprint that will never harm anyone from the imperial family. The so-called third prince in front of him, although not a direct descendant of the imperial family, is also a member of the imperial family with a close bloodline.

Only the emperor's sons and daughters are legitimate descendants.

"Which ghost master are you?" the blurry black shadow questioned with some anger, "Why don't you kneel down to see the Third Prince?"

A shrill voice rang out, piercing the soul with great pain.

Grandpa and Ajiu held their heads tightly, their faces turned pale with pain and their foreheads were covered with cold sweat.

"court death!"

The blurry black shadow shouted coldly, but did not make any move, "When the third prince becomes the emperor..."

"Wu Lao."

The bronze-faced man said lightly.

The blurry black shadow said nothing more and stood quietly behind the bronze-faced man.

"May I ask which ghost master this is?"

At this time, the bronze-faced man bowed to the eyes in the darkness behind the fog and said sincerely: "Please help me, Lord Ghost, so that the imperial power of Dayi Shang can be seen again in the world."

But the eyes did not respond and gradually disappeared.

Grandpa and Ajiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Greetings to the Third Prince."

Grandpa took Ajiu to salute.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the bronze-faced man in front of him seemed to be the third prince of Dayi Shang.

The Wu Clan has an inexplicably complex feeling towards Dayi Shang.

Even now, there are still many people of the Wu Clan in Wushan Territory who are obsessed with the former Dayi Shang. Not only do they consider themselves to be the people of Dayi Shang, they also believe that the people of Dayi Shang are superior to others.

They are the imperial subjects.

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(End of this chapter)