Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 651: From Now on, there is no Yunmengze in the world
God came to the lake.

A look of doubt appeared on Yun Zhongjun's face.

Yingshu, Donggonglan and Miss Xihe in Shenlai Pavilion were also very confused when they heard Feng Qingyan's words.

But at this time, they didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

"Dream word?"

Yun Zhongjun thought about it, but still couldn't figure it out, so he said, "Feng Sheng, Yun doesn't have any dream characters in his hand."

"Isn't that the word 'Dream' in Yunmengze?"

Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

"What does canonization mean?"

Yun Zhongjun didn't guess any more and asked directly.

"Qingyan just wants to borrow the word 'dream' from Yunmengze, and I hope Yunzhongjun will help me."

Feng Qingyan bowed.

"The word 'Dream' in Yunmengze? I am stupid, please explain it clearly." Yun Zhongjun said with a wry smile, still unable to figure out the meaning of 'Fengsheng'.

“In fact, the word ‘dream’ in Yunmengze is a stroke of genius.”

Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and said.

"Hmm? Why?"

Yun Zhongjun was even more confused.

In the Shenlai Pavilion, Yingshu, Donggonglan and Miss Xihe all had a look of astonishment in their eyes.

"Sister Lan, what does gentleman mean? The word 'dream' in Yunmengze is a stroke of genius? How can this word 'dream' be a stroke of genius?" Yingshu thought about it, but still couldn't figure it out, so she couldn't help asking. Seeing Donggong Lan frowning and thinking, she asked, "Sister Xihe, do you understand?"

“It seems like I understand a little bit.”

Miss Xihe thought about it seriously and said, "Actually, what the gentleman said means literally."

"what?"

Yingshu was even more confused.

"It seems that this is what the gentleman meant."

Donggong Lan hesitated for a moment and then nodded, feeling as if he had seen something.

But there was still a layer of paper between them, so she couldn't see through it for a while, which made her feel itchy and her mind kept thinking...

"What do you mean? Why don't I understand?"

Yingshu looked at Xihe and Donggonglan blankly, and then simply stopped guessing.

"How do you say that?"

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then said, "How about I lend it to you to have a look?"

Yun Zhongjun did not agree rashly. After all, he had not figured it out yet. Who knew what Feng Sheng would borrow? However, since Feng Sheng said that the word "dream" was a stroke of genius, then it must be a stroke of genius. Since it was a stroke of genius, there was nothing wrong with agreeing to it.

"If you need this word 'Dream', please lend it to me."

Yunzhongjun said.

"Have you thought it through, Lord Yunzhong?" Feng Qingyan asked.

Yun Zhongjun hesitated for a moment, but the teacher said that if the divine pen is returned, it can be canonized, so what's wrong with that? He said, "You don't have to be polite to canonize it."

"Then Qingyan thanks Yunzhongjun."

Feng Qingyan bowed.

"You're welcome to canonize me."

Yun Zhongjun returned the gift.

At this time, Feng Qingyan didn't say much. He stepped up into the air step by step, all the way to the sea of ​​clouds. He was looking down at Yunmengze.

Yun Zhongjun, Yingshu and others did not follow, but just looked up curiously.

Shortly after.

Feng Qingyan came down from the sea of ​​clouds and returned to Shenlai Lake, saying, "The word 'dream' is collected."

At this time, everyone was watching curiously, but still couldn't understand what Feng Qingyan was doing. However, no one said anything, and just watched quietly to see how Feng Qingyan borrowed the word "dream".

When Feng Qingyan finished speaking, a faint, indescribable feeling suddenly arose in Yunmengze.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun was stunned.

He noticed that Yunmengze seemed to be separating something.

This made him feel somewhat uneasy, as if he was about to lose something rich and precious.

However, this kind of loss is hard to see clearly. It seems to have no substance and is just a dreamlike existence.

"Sister Lan, do you feel that this world seems..."

Yingshu vaguely felt it, but it was indescribable.

“Something is going to be lost.”

Donggong Lan said.

"Yes, I feel like something is about to be lost in this world."

Yingshu nodded suddenly and stared at his surroundings. It seemed that something was separating around him, but he couldn't see it.

It seems to be just a feeling thing.

As this feeling of separation or loss became more and more clear, Yun Zhongjun's body trembled violently, and his heart was filled with horror, as if a huge wave had been set off.

He finally understood.

The word "dream" in Yunmengze's name is indeed a stroke of genius.

Moreover, this word "dream" is not only a stroke of genius, but also the soul of Yunmengze!
If Fengsheng borrowed the word "dream", from then on Yunmeng Lake would only be Yunze. Because Yunmeng Lake has lost its soul, which is the dream...

After Yun Zhongjun understood, Donggong Lan and Miss Xihe also vaguely understood.

The two men's eyes widened slightly, both showing shock.

Some couldn't believe it.

The word "dream" in Yunmengze is not only a stroke of genius, but also the soul of Yunmengze.

If Yunmengze loses his dream, he will lose his soul.

From then on, only Yun and Ze were left.

Yunmengze is composed of clouds, dreams, and marshes, among which dreams are souls...

“The cloud is the king of clouds, the dream is the stroke of God, and the marsh is the earth.”

At this moment, Donggong Lan couldn't help but exclaimed, his heart was shocked. He didn't expect Yunmengze to be so amazing.

"what?"

Yingshu looked at Donggong Lan in confusion.

But at this moment, she also vaguely felt it and began to understand that "dream" was a stroke of genius...

At this moment, a light, transparent water curtain seemed to be lifted in Yunmeng Lake, separating it from the lake.

Although the water curtain is transparent, it only allows flashes of light and passing shadows.

A strong dreamy atmosphere emanates from the water curtain.

The marsh separated by the water curtain seemed to have suddenly lost its color, vitality, and became lifeless.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun's face turned gloomy.

Moreover, he felt great pain in his heart, as if something had been taken away from his body.

His face gradually turned pale.

stop!

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't, and it seemed that he could only watch. He closed his eyes and tried not to look, but he still "saw" that Yunmengze's dream was separated and deprived.

He couldn’t imagine what would happen to Yunmengze if he lost his dreams.
From now on.

Is Yunmengze still Yunmengze?
Not any more.

Moreover, he, Yun Zhongjun, is probably not Yun Zhongjun...

Is Yun Zhongjun, who has lost his dreams and his soul, still Yun Zhongjun?
Never lose your dream!

kill!

At this moment, an extremely terrifying murderous intent suddenly burst out in his heart.

Kill the canonization!
Only by killing Feng Sheng can we completely stop the world from depriving him of his dream!

Just as he was about to open his eyes, he suddenly felt the presence of his teacher, as if the teacher was standing beside him, quietly looking at him.

"Do you remember what the teacher said?"

Ah Heng said.

"Remember, remember."

Yun Zhongjun closed his eyes tightly, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of cold sweat were streaming down his forehead.

"What is it?"

Ah Heng asked.

"Return the divine pen to the canonized."

Yun Zhongjun said with a trembling voice, seeming to be in great pain.

"Just remember it, don't think too much, this is not yours." Ah Heng looked at Yun Zhongjun and said calmly, "Although the word 'Qu' and 'Meng' are both in Yunmengze, neither the word 'Meng' nor the word 'Yun' belongs to you."

Yun Zhongjun controlled his trembling body and said, "Disciple understands."

"It's good to understand."

Ah Heng nodded and left.

In the Shenlai Pavilion, Yingshu and others did not see Ah Heng, but they felt a terrifying murderous aura suddenly burst out from Yun Zhongjun.

The murderous intent is directed at gentlemen.

This shocked them and made them furious.

However, they also had some understanding in their hearts. After all, they were not the gods of Yunmengze. They could all feel Yunmengze, being deprived of dreams... How painful was that?
When they were extremely worried and wondering whether they should wake up Junzi quickly, they found that the murderous aura emanating from Yun Zhongjun was rapidly weakening.

It seemed that Yun Zhongjun had figured it out.

This made them feel relieved, but they still didn't dare to let their guard down.

now.

Yun Zhongjun's body was still shaking.

He was still not reconciled, after all, this was Yunmengze's soul.

But the teacher showed up.

It seemed as if the teacher knew it a long time ago.

Yunmengze is composed of cloud, dream and marsh. Unfortunately, neither cloud nor dream belongs to him. What a irony this is for the God of Yunmengze.
How sad?

Is this still the God of Yunmengze?

Moreover, they will be deprived of the ability to dream.

However, the other party was canonized, and his teacher also stood on the side of canonization, which made him feel even more bitter.

If it was just canonization, he could still resist a bit, but teacher...

How does he resist?
Without the teacher, there would be no him, and even less the current Yun Zhongjun.

Everything he has was given by his teacher.

In fact, there is one thing Ah Heng didn’t say. He was not born from Yunmengze. He was just born from the word “Yun” in Yunmengze.

But for a moment.

The word "Dream" in Yunmengze was separated in half.

Half of the Yunmeng Lake lost its color and vitality because of the loss of the word "dream", as if it had turned into a dead place.

Yun Zhongjun "saw" this and felt extremely distressed.

But at the moment.

Feng Qingyan had to separate the word "dream".

He wants to take the word "Dream" away.

In the Shenlai Pavilion, Yingshu, Donggong Lan and others were shocked and anxious, fearing that Yun Zhongjun would suddenly go berserk and kill Junzi.

After all, Yun Zhongjun is the top figure in the world.

A gentleman may not be a match for Yun Zhongjun...

"hurry up……"

Yingshu was urging Junzi in his heart, hoping that he could get the word "Dream" as soon as possible, so as to prevent Yunzhongjun from killing him.

However, Yun Zhongjun never took any action.

Ugh--

He sighed deeply, as if he had understood, and opened his eyes.

When he saw Yunmengze, who looked like he was dead, he felt great pain in his heart. The most important thing was that he finally realized what had been taken away from him.

It's the soul!

Yun Mengze lost his soul, and Yun Zhongjun also lost his soul.

now.

He seemed to have aged decades.

From a handsome young man, he turned into a white-haired old man, staggering towards the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, looking extremely miserable...

This made Yingshu, Donggong Lan and others feel a little uncomfortable.

"What is this, Yun Zhongjun?"

Yingshu said with some heartache.

"Ugh--"

Donggong Lan shook his head and said, "If a gentleman wants to borrow the word dream, there must be a reason."

"Sister Lan, the word 'dream' is gone from Yunmeng Lake, so it must be ruined, right?" Yingshu asked, "Will this cause any harm to Yunzhongjun?"

"do not know……"

Donggong Lan said.

In the sea of ​​clouds of Wushan.

Ah Heng looked at Yunmengze and sighed slightly.

At this moment, Yunmengze is losing its vitality and turning into a dead place after the word "dream" was stripped away.

Shortly after.

The word "dream" in Yunmengze was finally completely stripped away.

The once colorful Yunmengze now only has two colors left: black and white.

And it's like it has completely lost its vitality.

Yunmengze was born because of a dream and will die because of a dream.

This is the truth that Ah Heng has known for a long time, but Yun Zhongjun doesn't know it, and Feng Qingyan doesn't know it either. If Feng Qingyan knew it, he might not have borrowed the word "Dream"...

now.

The word "dream" in Yunmengze left the lake and fell into Feng Qingyan's hand and turned into a pen.

It is truly a stroke of genius.

"It's still a little bit off, not complete."

Feng Qingyan stared at Shenlai and said.

At this moment, the three magic pens on the stone table of Shenlai Pavilion suddenly flew towards Feng Qingyan, turned into a bubble and disappeared into the magic pens.

And in the world.

The taken away magic pens suddenly flew up and headed towards Yunmeng Lake. When the magic pens returned to Yunmeng Lake, they turned into bubbles one by one and sank into the real magic pens.

Feng Qingyan didn't know how many, but there were probably hundreds of them.

At this moment, there is no more inspiration in the world.

When his eyes moved away from the divine brush, he finally discovered that the world was different. The world was now gray and black, and it seemed that even the white clouds in the sky had turned gray.

He saw that the world was lifeless.

Originally, Yunmeng Lake was full of vitality.

At this time Feng Qingyan was a little stunned. He looked around slowly and saw that the world had indeed lost its vitality and seemed to have lost its soul.

"Shadow Book, what is this?"

Feng Qingyan looked towards Shenlai Pavilion and said.

In fact, he already knew it in his heart, but he just couldn't believe it.

"Gentleman, the word 'dream' is the soul of Yunmengze..."

Yingshu said somewhat depressedly.

"I see."

Feng Qingyan Road.

At this moment he smiled bitterly.

Although he had originally guessed that his borrowing of the word "Dream" would have a significant impact on Yunmengze, he did not expect the damage to be so great.

"Gentleman, do you really need to borrow the word 'Dream'?"

Yingshu couldn't help but say that she really couldn't bear to see Yunmengze become a dead place.

Feng Qingyan fell silent, thinking about this question seriously: Must he borrow the word "dream"?
He borrowed the word "dream" in order to build a bridge of guidance.

The Bridge of Guidance is used to guide the twelve wisps of gray fog in the City of Death of Reincarnation.

But does he have to receive the twelve wisps of gray mist?

Do not want?
It seems like we can just not care about the life or death of the twelve wisps of gray fog?

Even if he could bring them here, could he revive them? Or, were there any twelve heaven-defying emperors that he had never heard of, were they related to him?

But this world is closely related to him.

Yun Zhongjun is the person beside him.

Yunmengze is a place close to him.

so……

He shouldn't have exchanged Yunmengze for the Twelve Heaven-Defying Emperors.

However, he always felt that he should do so, as if the Twelve Emperors Against the Heaven were the ones who were closely related to him.

After a while, he nodded, hesitated for a moment and said, "I will come back to return the dream letter after I finish using the magic pen."

"call--"

Yingshu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

If we return the word "dream", Yunmengze should be able to return to its original state, right?
It won’t have any impact on Yun Zhongjun, right?

"Gentleman, can the word dream be returned?"

Donggong Lan asked after a moment of hesitation.

Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment, then shook his head, bowed respectfully to the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and said, "I will come back to return the dream word after Qingyan finishes using the magic pen. I hope Yunzhongjun will forgive me."

Not long after, he left Yunmengze with the word "Dream".

And there has been no Yunmeng Lake in the world since then.

Only Yunze is left.

……

……

(End of this chapter)