Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 650 Borrowing a Dream

God came to the lake.

Feng Qingyan stood there in silence again, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yingshu, Donggong Lan and others who returned to Shenlai Pavilion were a little surprised. Didn’t they get the magic pen?
It shouldn't be.

No, hundreds of them have been taken?
"Sister Lan, what is Junzi doing?" Yingshu asked in confusion, "Did he fail to obtain the magic pen?"

"Didn't you get it before?"

Miss Xihe said.

"do not know."

Donggong Lan shook his head and his eyes fell on the stone table in the pavilion.

When Yun Zhongjun left, he left behind three magic pens, saying that they were to be returned to the saint. Although Dong Gonglan did not know what "returned" meant, Yun Zhongjun did not say, and she did not ask more.

At this time, Yingshu and Miss Xihe also saw the inspiration on the stone table and came over curiously.

Before they approached the stone table, they could vaguely sense the dreamy atmosphere emanating from the divine brushstroke, which made their souls dazed for a moment.

“Is this the stroke of genius?”

Yingshu looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he bravely picked up the magic pen.

A dreamlike atmosphere surged into her heart, and the scenery around her quickly blurred, like a scene in a dream. She shook her head violently, and then she woke up and exclaimed: "Wow, this stroke of genius is amazing."

At this moment, Miss Xihe also carefully picked up a...

Shortly after.

Both of them reluctantly put down their magic pens and returned their gaze to the gentleman again.

"Hey, Sister Xihe, let's go fishing."

After reading the movie for a while, he felt a little bored.

"Okay."

Miss Xihe nodded immediately.

"Sister Lan, do you want to join us?"

Yingshu asked, and when he saw Donggong Lan shaking his head, he pulled Miss Xihe out of Shenlai Pavilion and went fishing with Qingmang.

In fact, it was mainly Qingmang who was catching fish, while they were having fun playing in the water.

Donggong Lan looked at it with a smile, and his gaze returned to Feng Qingyan, wondering what the gentleman was doing.

now.

Feng Qingyan didn't know what he was doing.

He had been looking for the trace of the mother pen of the magic pen, but the mother pen was hidden too deep, so he could not find it. Although there were magic pens produced one after another before, there was no trace of the mother pen.

He had some suspicion that there was a secret place hidden in Yunmengze.

A secret place that is reserved for inspiration.

And the mother pen may be hidden in a secret place.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked slightly towards the sky, bowed and said: "I am Feng Qingyan, please show yourself to me, Lord Yunzhong."

A moment later, a figure in white fell from the sky. It was Yun Zhongjun.

Yun Zhongjun walked down and came to Shenlai Lake. He returned the greeting and said, "May I ask why you are canonized as a saint?"

"Mr. Yunzhong, does the magic pen have a secret realm?"

Feng Qingyan opened the door and saw the truth.

"The magic pen does have a secret realm."

Yun Zhongjun nodded, a little surprised, and said: "Although the magic pen has a secret realm, the secret realm is also like the magic pen, which only appears once every three years. If it does not appear in the world, even I will not be able to find the secret realm."

"I see. Thank you, Yunzhongjun, for telling me."

Feng Qingyan smiled.

"It's a small matter."

Yun Zhongjun shook his head.

"Since Yun Zhongjun has been to the secret realm, does the magic pen have a mother pen?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Mother pen?"

Yun Zhongjun frowned, with some surprise in his eyes. He had never thought that the God Pen had a mother pen. After all, the God Pen was a treasure, so what kind of existence was the mother pen? He pondered for a moment and said, "Feng Sheng guessed that the God Pen had a mother pen?"

Feng Qingyan nodded.

"Although Yun has entered the secret realm, it is too dreamy. There are countless bubbles emerging, making it impossible to see clearly. I did not find what is in the secret realm."

Yun Zhongjun thought for a moment and said.

"Excuse me, Lord Yunzhong, how do I enter this secret realm?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Yun is unable to enter now."

Yun Zhongjun shook his head.

He wanted to say that it was impossible to enter now, but Feng Sheng had found the magic pen not long ago. So, he only said himself. Who knows if Feng Sheng would suddenly find a way to enter? Although he thought it was unlikely, what happened to Feng Sheng...

It’s really hard to explain.

"Can Yun Zhongjun tell me about the secret realm?"

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

"Why not?"

Yun Zhongjun said in one stroke, and then introduced the secret realm in detail. When he finished, he said, "If there is nothing wrong with the canonization, Yun will take his leave first."

"Thank you, Yunzhongjun."

Feng Qingyan bowed and said.

After Yun Zhongjun left, Feng Qingyan began to think carefully about the secret realm.

"Dreamlike atmosphere..."

Feng Qingyan thought seriously, this is the biggest feature of the secret realm.

After a moment, he half-raised his right hand again, pretending to grab a pen, and said, "Pen—"

After he finished speaking, countless bubbles and shadows appeared in Shenlai Lake again, and he began to observe carefully. The secret realm that Yun Zhongjun mentioned was a bit like a bubble in front of him. In fact, Feng Qingyan felt that it was a dream...

After more than ten breaths, another magic pen appeared in his hand.

"Come again."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

He didn't see it clearly just now, so he planned to study it carefully to see if he could find out the secret of the God's Pen from when it appeared in the world...

And Yingshu, who was grilling fish in front of Shenlai Pavilion, suddenly widened his eyes. Here it comes again?
Finished!

now.

There was a buzzing in her ears.

The sound became louder and louder, causing her to suddenly have a headache and feel like her head was about to explode.

"It's over, it's over. The gentleman is about to start again." Yingshu shu shuddered and said, "Sister Xihe, hurry up and eat the grilled fish. We'll leave after we finish eating..."

At this time, Qing Mang had already run away.

"Come again!"

"not enough!"

"not enough!"

In Shenlai Lake, Feng Qingyan's voice rang out again and again.

After observing carefully for dozens of times and still not finding anything from the bubble, he had no choice but to use his magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle".

When the magical power appears.

The bubble before my eyes immediately slowed down.

Moreover, the bubble is disappearing slower and slower.

The bubbles that were about to burst in an instant seemed to have stopped, allowing Feng Qingyan to see their birth, floating, movement, and the shadows in the bubbles...

now.

He looked around and saw nothing but bubbles that seemed to have stopped.

In each bubble, there was a different reflection, allowing him to see snow-capped mountains, the sea, the forest, and the desert from the bubble...

Or seeing birds, animals, people...

When he observed carefully, he found that every bubble seemed to be a real world.

This made him a little stunned.

This must be an illusion.

Feng Qingyan thought so and observed attentively, vaguely seeing the changes of heaven and earth in the bubble...

He observed them one by one.

He saw a bubble appear, and there was a vast expanse of white inside the bubble. It then evolved, and it seemed that the heaven and earth evolved in an instant. Then living things appeared, and souls were born. In the end, the living things died, and the world was destroyed... The destruction of the world was the bursting of the bubble.

As time went by, he became more and more convinced that a bubble was a world.

The birth and destruction of a bubble is the birth and destruction of a world. Although in his eyes, the bubble lasted only a moment, but for the world in the bubble, it took tens of millions of years, or even hundreds of millions of years...

This shocked him deeply.

He couldn't help but reach out to catch a bubble that appeared beside him, and held it in front of him to observe carefully. He vaguely saw the creatures in the bubble, but it was only a moment, but for the creatures in the bubble, it was countless thousands of years...

puff!
The bubble burst.

At this moment, everything around him was a bubble.

It seemed as if the whole world was a bubble, and he was standing in the middle of it...

At some point, his soul suddenly shook, and he instantly woke up. He stared at the bubble in front of him and said, "This is just a dream bubble."

Therefore, every bubble is a world, and it is all fake.

This is just his fantasy.

In this dream, he believed that every bubble was a real world, so the real world was in the bubble...

At this moment, he was walking in the bubbles, carefully looking at the bubbles around him.

The bubbles are colorful and look very beautiful.

Colorful.

He took another bubble, observed it carefully for a while, and said, "Every bubble here can be transformed into a magic pen, right?"

The stroke of genius was a bubble, just as he had guessed before.

So where is the mother pen?
He began to search among the endless bubbles.

However, this is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack and is simply impossible to find.

"By the way, is this the Secret Realm of Divine Brush?"

Feng Qingyan looked around.

Because this is not very similar to what Yun Zhongjun said.

The only similarity was that they all exuded a dreamy atmosphere, so he was not sure whether it was a secret realm, or whether it was the secret realm that Yun Zhongjun mentioned.

"A pen."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

A bubble fell into his hand and suddenly turned into a stroke of genius.

It seems that Bubble Shadow is undoubtedly a stroke of genius.

He was not in a hurry at this time. He walked and looked, studying from time to time.

And in the Shenlai Pavilion.

Donggong Lan looked around, and the gentleman suddenly disappeared.

This was not invisibility, but a complete disappearance from the world, which made Donggong Lan frown slightly. She was not worried about any accident happening to the gentleman, which was simply impossible. It was very likely that he had entered the secret realm that she had talked about with Yun Zhongjun before.

However, she wasn't sure, so she was still a little worried.

"Well, where's the gentleman?"

Yingshu didn't hear anything for a long time, so he looked over, but saw that the gentleman was gone.

"He suddenly disappeared. Perhaps he entered a secret realm."

Donggong Lan said.

"Gentleman has entered the secret realm?"

Yingshu was delighted and ran to the pavilion quickly, "How did the gentleman get in?"

Donggong Lan shook his head slightly and said, "It disappeared suddenly."

"Tsk tsk, a gentleman is indeed a gentleman." Yingshu exclaimed twice and said, "Sister Lan, do you think there is a mother pen for the divine stroke?"

"Even Yun Zhongjun can't tell, so how can I know?"

Donggong Lan said.

"should have."

At this time, Miss Xihe walked into the pavilion and said, seeing Yingshu and Donggonglan looking at her, "If there is no mother pen, how can there be endless inspiration? Every time the gentleman calls out, a inspiration pen will appear..."

"Indeed."

Yingshu nodded.

At this time, Yun Zhongjun did not show up, but hid in the sea of ​​clouds, observing in secret. After Feng Qingyan disappeared, he also went to look for Feng Sheng, but found that he could not find him, as if the whole person had disappeared.

This greatly surprised him, and he quickly searched carefully, but still could not find any trace of the saint.

As he was shocked, he suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Did he really go in?"

He was a little stunned.

The Divine Pen Secret Realm was quite mysterious, after all, he couldn't find it when he wasn't in the world. It wasn't mysterious, because he had entered it many times and was very familiar with it...

However, when the secret realm is not revealed in the world, he can't even find it, so how can he get in?
But before his eyes, Fengsheng went in.

He still couldn't figure out why he was canonized as a saint?

And why can we enter into the mystery?

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the teacher said "return". This divine writing can be taken at will, and the secret realm can be entered at will. Isn't it the canonization?
He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

And in the secret realm.

Feng Qingyan had been wandering around, suspecting that the secret realm that Yun Zhongjun had mentioned might just be a bubble. Or, in other words, the secret realm that appeared once every three years might just be a bubble before his eyes, and by the way, it might just be a stroke of genius...

"This secret realm is indeed too dreamy."

Feng Qingyan Road.

However, he still didn't find the mother pen, which made him suddenly a little irritated. He didn't know if the secret realm affected his mood.

At this time he once again used the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", but unfortunately he could no longer see anything.

It seems that what is in front of you is the most real existence.

Soon after, he simply stood still, looked at the bubbles around him, and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he looked around with some doubts, wondering if the so-called secret realm could be the mother pen.

In other words, he is in the mother pen.

So he tried to drive the mother pen, or control the secret realm.

Unfortunately, there was no reaction at all, and I started to wonder again if I was overthinking it.

However, he still felt that the secret realm he was in was the mother pen, after being unable to drive or control it several times.

Feng Qingyan had no choice but to use his trump card.

Blood--

Although he didn't really believe in blood oath, other methods had failed, so he might as well give it a try, right?

What if you succeeded by accident?
As he thought this, a string of blood beads suddenly appeared from the fingertips of his right hand and sprinkled on the bubble.

But the bubble was shattered immediately when it encountered the blood bead...

After a moment, his imperial blood seemed to be corroding something, and he found that he was closely connected to it.

Is this a blood oath of recognition?

Feng Qingyan was a little stunned. Is it really possible?
At this moment, he closed his eyes and felt it carefully. It was indeed a stroke of genius...

In fact, there is no such thing as a master stroke. In other words, those strokes of genius in the world are just a dreamlike aura of the real stroke of genius.

Then, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he said, "I didn't expect it to be like this..."

After marveling at it for a while, he returned to Shenlai Lake.

"The gentleman is back."

Yingshu was surprised and shouted, "Junzi, have you entered the secret realm?"

Feng Qingyan smiled and nodded when he heard this, then he looked up at the sky and bowed, saying, "Qingyan would like to borrow a word from Yunzhongjun."

"Borrowed words?"

Yun Zhongjun appeared and said in surprise, not quite understanding what Feng Qingyan meant.

"Yes, just borrow one word."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"What word?"

Yun Zhongjun was still confused.

"The word 'dream' in Yunmengze."

Feng Qingyan.

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(End of this chapter)