Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 596: There is no guidance in the world (Subscription required)

In the darkness deep within the City God's Palace.

A huge horse-like body was looming in it, emitting a terrifying aura.

"Horse Face, how is your injury now?"

Feng Qingyan Road.

"My Lord, perhaps within a year, I will be able to fully recover."

The Horse-Faced God said with some excitement, he never thought that the God of Heaven and Earth was so terrifying that it could even heal its injuries.

"Recover from your injuries. There is no rush to pursue the Ghost King of Nether City."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"I understand."

Horse-faced Dao.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked to another place without ghosts, and the ghost gate behind him appeared, saying: "Blood Queen, Mountain Ghost, Shenyan, Menji, beat up Wuye again."

"what?"

Wu E was stunned.

"This time, you can act with confidence."

Feng Qingyan Road.

The four forbidden ones looked at each other and rushed towards Wu E. Wu E begged for mercy and screamed...

At this moment, Horse-Faced Man sensed it immediately and squinted his eyes to look at Feng Qingyan, but then he lay down and continued to recuperate.

About a moment later.

Wu'e turned into a ball of mud again, howling in pain.

"Open the ghost gate."

Feng Qingyan gave the order.

click-

The ghost gate opened slowly, but when it was opened a quarter, it still seemed to be stuck by something.

This made Feng Qingyan a little confused. Was the Ghost Gate stuck, or could it only be opened a quarter?

If his previous guess was correct.

Every time a taboo is conquered, one sixteenth of the Ghost Gate can be opened. Now that five taboos have been conquered, it should be five sixteenths open.

Rather than a quarter.

Is it really stuck?

At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but think of the "hell" that was stuck in the Yellow Springs Ghost Land.

Could it be that Miss Yaoyao’s “hell” blocked the shrinking Yellow Springs Ghost Land and also blocked his ghost gate?
but.

Behind the Ghost Gate is not the underworld of the Yellow Springs.

He really wanted to walk into the Ghost Gate to see what kind of world was behind it. However, he always felt that it was not the right time to enter the Ghost Gate at this time...

And there is still no news about Mr. Baiyi.

After a while.

He then retracted the Ghost Gate, walked out of the City God's Mansion, and returned to the human world.

He arrived outside Zhongli City and found Qing Mang eating grass out of boredom, so he came to Qing Mang and said, "Qing Mang, let's go."

"Your Majesty."

Qing Mang was surprised and asked quickly, "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

"Dongshan."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

He needed to take another look at the Reincarnation Dead City deep in the Dongshan Secret Realm to see if he could see the twelve wisps of gray fog.

"promise."

Qing Mang responded and ran towards the East Mountain.

Ten days later, Qingmang arrived at the foot of Dongshan Mountain. At this time, Feng Qingyan did not alarm Dongjun, nor did he let the scholars on Dongshan know.

He came to the East Mountain alone, but not to the top of the mountain.

However, he did not enter the secret realm this time, which made him a little surprised. Does it mean that he needs to walk on the Yin and Yang pieces of the sky to travel?

He had no choice but to stay for another day, and when the sun was about to rise, he reached the top of the mountain.

"Canonization?"

"Canonization?"

When Feng Qingyan arrived at the top of the mountain, he was immediately recognized by the scholars on the top of the mountain and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Feng Qingyan nodded, then looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the East Mountain, and stepped down at sunrise, once again stepping on the yin and yang sky.

The scholars on Dongshan Mountain were shocked once again by Feng Qingyan, and then they frantically sent back news that Feng Sheng had once again stepped on the Yin and Yang sky.

Upon hearing this, the literati from both the north and south of Dongshan flew towards Dongshan frantically again.

Feng Qingyan waited for a full hour. After all, it was not easy for the literati in the world to enter the secret realm, but he could step on both the yin and yang sky, so he would naturally help the literati in the world.

At this time, every scholar who entered the secret realm would first pay his respects to Feng Qingyan.

In just a few moments, many great sages, great scholars, and ministers of literature flew over from the East Mountain.

An hour later.

Feng Qingyan entered the secret realm and walked towards the deepest part.

Not long after, he discovered the mysterious black substance and immediately used the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle". Sure enough, he saw a wisp of faint gray mist floating out of the reincarnation dead city.

However, they were still blocked by the black matter and could not float into the world he was in.

What exactly are these twelve wisps of gray mist?
Feng Qingyan thought about it seriously, could it be the same as those twisted black lines?
Can it be resurrected?

In fact, he didn't know whether the twisted black line could be resurrected, but he had to give it a try. After a while, Feng Qingyan began to try to see if he could pass through the black matter, but he failed.

"Is it only the bridge of guidance?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought.

Unfortunately, he did not find any clues about the bridge of guidance, as if there was no such bridge in Yunmengze.

a few days later.

He left the secret place and took a bullock cart back to the burial mountain.

Although he did not find any good clues in the secret realm, he did confirm one thing: everything he saw when he entered the void in Wushan seemed to be real...

At this time, he became more and more curious about where that place of nothingness was.

Why can we go to the place where the twisted black line is located and go to the deepest part of the Dongshan Secret Realm?

Ten days later.

He returned to the burial mountain.

It was already late June.

He returned to the Burial Mountain, first entered the Burial Palace, turned the black pottery flowerpot back into a bronze coffin, and then went to the academy to pay a visit to his teacher.

"Teacher, have you heard of the Bridge of Guidance?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"No."

An Xiu shook his head and said, "But the teacher can ask for you. Maybe it wouldn't be surprising if the old doctor from the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain knew about it."

"Thank you, teacher."

Feng Qingyan Road.

An Xiu waved his hand, and after Feng Qingyan left, he asked, "Teacher, have you heard of it?"

"No."

Dong Louhui shook his head and frowned slightly.

He is an old Confucian scholar who has read Twenty-Seven Mountains of Books, but he didn't know. This means that it is basically impossible for the old doctor in Twenty-Seven Mountains of Books to know.

An Xiu hesitated for a moment, but still wrote a letter and sent it to the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain.

Feng Qingyan stayed in Zangshan for a few days, met with the students there, and then disappeared again.

At this time, Qingmang felt helpless, as the king abandoned it again.

The first batch of students at Zangshan Academy had already gotten used to the eldest senior brother's elusive appearances, while the second and third batches of students had barely even seen the eldest senior brother a few times.

The eldest brother is like a legendary existence.

It's not surprising anymore.

Early July.

Feng Qingyan appeared on the misty ice field.

He once again entered the dark space where the twisted black line was, and communicated with it patiently, hoping to find some useful clues, otherwise the bridge of guidance would be impossible to find.

After countless exchanges.

He vaguely understood.

The Bridge of Guidance can indeed cross the twelve wisps of gray fog, but there is no such Bridge of Guidance in the world, so he needs to create one himself.

This made him a little stunned. No wonder even the God of Yunmengze, Yunzhongjun, had never heard of it.

But how did he create a bridge?
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(End of this chapter)