Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 634 Wanli Gallery
In the ox cart.

Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and rested.

Over the past six months, he had often stared at the Jidao Sha Monument, which consumed a lot of his energy and left him feeling tired all the time.

It seems difficult to recover for a while.

Although Jidao's will had a great influence on him, it also pointed him in the direction.

If it weren't for the Extreme Killing Monument, he wouldn't have known that the power of will could be so strong and terrifying.

This is a power that defies heaven.

Does this mean that the wills of the Thirteenth Heavenly Emperor and the Twelve Heaven-Defying Emperors are all existences at the Heaven-Defying level?

Otherwise, how dare you go against heaven?

In the past, he was not curious about the sky and had never thought about what the sky was.

But now, I am very curious.

Does the universe run everything consciously or unconsciously?

He once believed that "Heaven and Earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs", meaning that Heaven and Earth treat all things the same, neither being particularly good to anyone nor particularly bad to anyone.

Let everything develop naturally.

In other words, no matter what all things become, that is their own behavior and has nothing to do with heaven and earth.

The world goes with its natural course, and everything is like the wind blowing in at night, moistening everything silently.

but.

Ever since he saw the Extreme Killing Monument, his perception seemed to have changed.

Moreover, when he was killing the sky with the Extreme Killing Monument, he also heard the voice of "the sky", which was cold and contained a bit of anger...

What on earth did this "Heaven" do to make the Twelve Heaven-Defying Emperors and the Thirteenth Heavenly Emperor want to kill Him?
He did not feel the evil of "God" now, nor did he realize that "God" was bad, nor did he discover that "God" had consciousness.

and so.

Is the "Heaven" that the Twelve Emperors of Defying Heaven and the Thirteenth Emperor want to kill the same as the sky above their heads?
Maybe the same one.

Maybe not.

At some point, the ox cart stopped.

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses and lifted the curtain. Seeing that they had not yet entered the city but were still in the wild, he asked in surprise, "Qingmang, why did you stop?"

"Your Majesty, it's noon, and Miss Yingshu said she wants to prepare lunch."

Qing Mang snorted.

Feng Qingyan nodded without saying anything more, having already agreed to go with them, so he did not leave alone.

He thought about it and got off the ox cart.

"Just a moment, sir." Yingshu said with a grin, "I'm going to go get some firewood and see if I can catch two pheasants while I'm at it."

"Be careful, don't go too far."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Know it."

The shadow book then flashed into the forest.

Donggong Lan signaled to the maid, and the maid followed.

"Qing Mang, go and give a hand."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"what?"

Qing Mang was confused, but he quickly came to his senses and asked, "How can I help? Find firewood? Or start a fire?"

"Catch two pheasants and bring them back."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"okay."

Qing Mang then flashed into the forest.

Not long after, Qingmang, Yingshu and others came back, started to make a fire and roast chicken, and after eating and resting, they continued on their way.

But when getting in the car, Feng Qingyan asked, "Miss Yingshu, how did you know that I was going to Huacheng?"

"you guess?"

Yingshu said with a sly smile.

Feng Qingyan smiled helplessly and looked at Dong Gong Lan.

“It’s an indescribable feeling.”

Under Feng Qingyan's gaze, Donggong Lan hesitated for a moment and then spoke out.

"Why did Sister Lan say that?"

Yingshu said helplessly.

Feng Qingyan frowned slightly when he heard this. Feeling?
"It's indeed an inexplicable feeling." The young lady Yingshu said, "Gentleman, you don't believe it? Hehe, I knew you wouldn't believe it. In fact, Sister Lan and I didn't believe it at first, but Sister Lan and I waited for Gentleman on the road, which shows that Sister Lan and I were right. Well, how should I put it, this feeling is very strange, and it's hard to explain for the moment. It's very special..."

When Feng Qingyan heard Yingshu say this, he didn't say anything more.

The three of them boarded the ox cart and continued on their way to the Painted City.

In Donggong Lan's ox cart, Yingshu frowned and said, "Sister Lan, how do we know? We clearly didn't ask. When the gentleman said he was leaving, we seemed to know where he was going. It's really magical..."

Donggong Lan shook his head.

At first she was secretly happy, thinking that she and the gentleman had a mutual understanding, so she knew where the gentleman was going.

But think about it, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Why is that?

After a moment, Donggong Lan showed some surprise on his face, and said: "Yingshu, have you ever thought that it is not us who followed the gentleman to the Painting City, but we ourselves want to go to the Painting City?"

"what?"

Yingshu was stunned for a moment and said, "Aren't they the same?"

"How is this the same?" Dong Gong Lan shook his head and said, "How should I put it? Perhaps there is something in the Painted City that attracts us."

"Isn't that just a gentleman?"

Yingshu laughed and said.

"He is a gentleman, but not a gentleman..."

Donggong Lan said, thinking deeply.

"Sister Lan, what are you thinking about? Are you thinking so deeply?" Yingshu stretched out his hand and waved in front of Donggong Lan's eyes, "Why think so much? Just know that Junzi is going to Huacheng..."

"Sister Lan, do you really want to follow Junzi forever?"

"Where the gentleman goes, there you go?"

"..."

Along the way, Yingshu kept talking like a runaway pony.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed, and Feng Qingyan's ox cart finally entered the State of Yue. As long as it drove a few thousand more miles, it would be able to step into the territory of the Painted City.

The boundary of the painted city is also called the painted world, painted realm, etc.

Located in the southeast of Zhoutianxia.

That is, it is east of the former Chu State, south of the Yue State, north of Lei Ze, and west of Lei Hai.

Seven or eight days later.

The two ox carts finally drove out of Yue State and entered the territory of Huacheng.

However, after entering the territory of the Painting City, he saw that the sky and the earth were covered in white, as if there was an endless fog covering the sky and the earth, which made Feng Qingyan stunned for a moment.

He had not paid much attention to Huacheng in the past, so he was not clear about the situation in Huacheng.

"Hey, why does it look like the mist in Wushan Realm?"

Qing Mang was somewhat surprised.

At this time, both ox carts stopped in the fog. Feng Qingyan, Yingshu, Donggong Lan and others got off the carts and looked at the white fog covering the sky and the earth curiously.

"Sister Lan, have you ever been to Huacheng?"

Yingshu asked.

Dong Gong Lan shook his head and said, "I have never been here."

"Gentleman, have we taken the wrong path? Perhaps this is not a painted city, but a foggy place?"

Shadow book road.

"That's right, the Painted City should be in the fog."

Feng Qingyan said, then closed his eyes and felt the majestic literary aura in the fog, which was the literary aura emanating from the Painting City.

It is as magnificent as the Qin City and the Shu City.

"The Painted City is in the fog? Could it be that the fog in front of us was painted by the King of Painting?" Yingshu was surprised, and he carefully distinguished the fog between heaven and earth. After a moment, he said, "Oh, that's not right. This fog is not painted. It seems to be created by heaven and earth..."

"This mist is indeed created by heaven and earth."

Donggong Lan also said.

"This painted city is so strange. Why is it hidden in the fog? Doesn't it mean that no one can find it?"

Yingshu shook his head, looking confused.

"It's a bit strange indeed."

Donggong Lan nodded.

She and Yingshu, who were either sixth-rank zither masters or sixth-rank calligraphers, could not find the existence of the Painting City in the fog. How did painters below the sixth rank enter the Painting City? Didn't this mean that painters below the sixth rank were stopped?

Logically speaking.

No matter which of the four cities are Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting, there are no restrictions on entry and exit.

When did the painting city change?

"Sir, have you discovered the Painted City?" asked the Lady of Shadow Books, "Is the Painted City hidden in the fog?"

"you could say so."

Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and said.

"You could say? What do you mean?"

Yingshu said in surprise.

"This painted city is somewhat different from ordinary cities."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"How is it different?"

Yingshu suddenly became curious, but no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't see anything in the fog.

“This thick fog can indeed be called a painted city.”

Feng Qingyan Road.

"what?"

Yingshu was stunned.

Donggong Lan was also a little surprised.

"This thick fog is the Painted City? Gentleman, although I haven't read as much as you, please don't lie to me." Yingshu couldn't help but say, this is obviously just fog, how can there be a Painted City?

They also said that a painted city is different from an ordinary city.

Even though it is so different, we cannot say that the fog covering the sky and the earth is the Painted City.

This is too outrageous.

"Gentleman, what is the mystery behind the mist that covers the sky and the earth?"

Donggong Lan said.

“This fog that covers the sky and the earth can actually be said to be a secret realm, but this secret realm is just the Painting City.” Feng Qingyan explained. At this time, he did not see the whole picture of the Painting City, but only a part of it.

And it's not as simple as he sees.

"is it?"

Yingshu was stunned for a moment and said, "Why have I never heard of this? This shouldn't happen. When did this happen?"

In fact, there are frequent connections between the four holy cities.

and.

Many literati studied two, three, or even four arts.

Especially calligraphy and painting, the two are very similar. Many masters of calligraphy or painting have achieved great accomplishments in the other.

"Could it be that something drastic has happened in the Painted City?"

Donggong Lan was also a little surprised.

Even though she had never been to Huacheng and rarely paid attention to it, she still knew some basic information.

But she had never heard that the painted city was hidden in the fog.

Could it be that she had never noticed it before?
"Did you see that there is a gallery in the fog?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. He didn't know when a mysterious gallery appeared in the fog.

"gallery?"

"No."

Yingshu and Donggonglan shook their heads, neither of them saw any gallery.

"Your Majesty, Qing Mang didn't see it either."

Qing Mang interrupted.

“It seems that the gallery is the way to enter the painting city.”

Feng Qingyan frowned slightly, and was somewhat puzzled about the Painted City. It seemed that the Painted City had a feeling of keeping people away from it.

This shouldn't be the case.

"...Uh, we can't see it, what should we do?" Yingshu asked, "Does that mean we can't enter the Painted City?"

"That seems a little odd."

Donggong Lan said.

"It's a little weird indeed."

Feng Qingyan nodded, feeling that Huacheng would not be like this.

"Well, it's a little weird, but..." Yingshu wrinkled his nose and said, "I can't really tell what's weird about it. I just feel like it shouldn't be like this."

"Come with me to the gallery."

Feng Qingyan took a look and walked towards the mysterious gallery hidden in the fog.

When Yingshu, Donggong Lan and others saw him, they hurried to follow, especially Qingmang, who was afraid that the Lord would disappear again in a whoosh.

It has a lot of experience with this kind of situation where the Lord suddenly disappears...

But in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyan walked to the mysterious gallery, only to see that the gallery was hidden in the fog and there was no end in sight. It seemed to be thousands of miles long, which surprised him greatly.

Wanli Gallery?

This length is somewhat surprising.

At this point, he looked around the gallery curiously, and saw paintings filled with them.

Each painting was like a world of its own, which made Feng Qingyan quite amazed at the painter's skills.

"But did you notice the gallery?"

Feng Qingyan looked at it for a while and then asked Yingshu and the others.

"No."

Yingshu was a little distressed and said, "I am a sixth-rank calligrapher, but I can't even enter the Painting City? Isn't this Painting City too bullying? Too exclusive? Besides, I am a calligrapher, which means I am half a painter..."

"Lan Yi didn't feel it either."

Donggong Lan said.

"Strange."

Feng Qingyan's face was full of confusion. He didn't understand why the two of them couldn't see or feel it.

This gallery is very obvious and it does not exist illusoryly. Why can’t we feel or see it?
At this moment he walked into the gallery.

And his figure simply disappeared from the eyes of Yingshu, Donggong Lan and others.

"Where's the gentleman?"

Yingshu asked.

"Don't be anxious, Miss Yingshu. Qing Mang is very experienced in this kind of situation." Qing Mang smiled and said, "Now all we have to do is wait until the Lord shows up himself."

"Uh……"

"Well, it's best not to go looking for it, or you might get lost."

"Hey, Qing Mang, so you've lost yourself before? And it was the gentleman who found you in the end?"

Yingshu couldn't help but laugh.

Qing Mang smiled awkwardly.

Donggong Lan looked around carefully, feeling the fog all around him, but he still couldn't sense the existence of the gallery.

Is this gallery really the way to the city of paintings?

Logically speaking, the Painting City shouldn't be so mysterious. After all, the Piano City and the Book City are both very normal, without any fancy tricks...

and.

The painting city is like this, but how many painters have been cut off from the path?
Therefore, Donggong Lan believed that some accident must have happened in Huacheng, which caused the fog to cover the sky and the earth and hid Huacheng in the fog.

"Sister Lan, do you think that Painting City will be destroyed? Will it become a fantasy?" Yingshu suddenly had an idea. "Or, did a painting king paint a picture and suddenly take Painting City away? Or are we in the painting now?"

"In the painting?"

Dong Gonglan was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not impossible. If we are really in the painting, it's probably not an ordinary painting..."

"It certainly can't be an ordinary painting. After all, even the gentleman didn't notice it."

Shadow book road.

At this time, the two of them looked carefully at the fog around them, but unfortunately they still didn't find anything, nor did they feel the strange feeling of being in a painting.

But they felt more and more that they were in a painting.

“Could the Painted City be a painting?”

After a moment, Yingshu suddenly had an idea and asked, "It's just that people haven't noticed it yet? Or is the world we live in also a painting?"

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(End of this chapter)