Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 669: Guiding Across Time and Space
Under the night.

The city of Qin is brightly lit, bustling with people and filled with ethereal piano music.

But at the end of the hour of Hai, many zither players in Zither City discovered that the turbulent East China Sea had calmed down completely without them noticing.

Like a pool of stagnant water.

At this time, many zither players came out after hearing the sound, and looked at the East China Sea under the moonlight in surprise.

Under the moonlight.

The sea is as calm as a mirror.

This shocked many zither players in Zither City. Did something happen in the East China Sea again?
"Why is the East China Sea quiet again?"

At this moment, a zither player couldn't help but say that he suddenly remembered the scene when Feng Sheng was in Zither City and won the title of Zither King. It seemed that at that time, the entire East China Sea was as calm as a mirror, which was shocking...

"Could it be that he was canonized and certified as the King of Qin?"

The one who played the zither said in surprise.

"This, shouldn't be possible. It's only been a few years."

The zither player thought about it and shook his head. The East China Sea in front of him seemed not only as calm as a mirror, but also gave people a feeling of death.

It seems that Donghai is dead.

and.

It's not just one or two pianists who have such a ridiculous feeling.

At this moment, almost all the zither players who saw Dong Hai had such an absurd feeling that Dong Hai was dead.

It's an incredibly ridiculous feeling.

How could Dong Hai die?

At this time, the zither player in Zither City frowned and looked at the calm East China Sea in a daze. Could it be that Donghai was really dead?

Gradually, more and more musicians emerged.

"Is the East China Sea really dead?" The zither player couldn't help but break the silence and said, "It looks like a pool of dead water, without any vitality or energy. This feeling is very strange, but not absurd..."

"Donghae is indeed dead."

On the Qintai in Qincheng, a Qin master looked at Donghai for a long time, and said with a little sadness in his heart. He did see Donghai die, and he died completely, which made him feel a little heartbroken.

At this moment, all the zither players in Zither City felt a little heartbroken.

Although Qincheng often goes to war with the aquatic creatures of the East China Sea and they are mortal enemies, and they wish that all the aquatic creatures of the East China Sea will die out. However, the East China Sea is the East China Sea, and the aquatic creatures are the aquatic creatures, and the two cannot be confused. Although the Qin players of Qincheng all hope that all the aquatic creatures of the East China Sea will die out, they do not hope that the East China Sea will die.

So when they saw Dong Hai die, they felt a dull pain in their hearts.

"Why did Dong Hai die?"

The person who played the zither asked with a heartbroken heart, but no one could answer.

"The East China Sea is just a sea, how could it die? Has the East China Sea always been a life?" Another zither player asked with heartache and confusion, it is just a sea, how could it die?

Even the Qin Jun and Qin Wang of Qin City could not answer this question.

in fact.

Before Dong Hai died, no one cared about it.

Because whether they care or not, Donghai is there, and it will never change. But they suddenly found out that they were wrong, and it turned out that Donghai could still die...

shhh-

One after another, figures rushed out of Qin City and strode towards the East China Sea.

It was Qin Jun, Qin Wang and others from Qin City. They wanted to find out why Dong Hai died.

While they were plundering, many great scholars and wise men from the coastal vassal states also went to the East China Sea.

Donghai's death immediately caused a huge uproar in the world, causing an extremely violent sensation. However, more people were stunned, revealing expressions of disbelief. Donghai was just a sea, how could he die?

How did he die?
So after hearing this, countless people sneered and didn't believe it at all.

But those great scholars and sages believe it.

Because Yunmengze died a long time ago.

It's just that this news hasn't spread yet.

Moreover, many great sages speculated that Yun Mengze’s death was likely related to his canonization.

It seems that because the word "dream" was borrowed during the canonization, Yunmengze died and became a ghostly and foggy deathland.

Under the night.

One after another, figures that seemed to penetrate the sky and earth flew towards the East China Sea.

When they saw the East China Sea, they saw that it was dead, completely dead, like a pool of stagnant water.

At this moment, my heartstrings suddenly trembled and I felt a slight pain.

"Where are the aquatic creatures in the East China Sea?" A great sage asked anxiously while hovering over the East China Sea, "How did Dong Hai die? Who had such a terrifying power to kill Dong Hai? What on earth happened?"

But no aquatic creature appeared to respond.

Dong Hai is dead, and the soul of the water creatures is also lost. At this moment, they stand there like a bereaved person, with empty and lifeless eyes.

They couldn't understand why the Dragon Soul wanted to go with the Human Void Saint? Didn't the Dragon Soul know that Donghai would die if he left the Dragon Soul?

Why did Dragon Soul abandon them?
in fact.

Many great sages of the coastal vassal states vaguely guessed that Donghai’s death was related to the pale blue dragon soul that had struggled out of Donghai before.

Perhaps it was because of the departure of the pale blue dragon soul.

Only then will Donghai die.

now.

The King of Qin, the Lord of Qin and the great scholar from Qin City who had arrived earlier stared blankly in the direction where the pale blue dragon soul left.

Canonization really took away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

In other words, it was the Dragon Soul that voluntarily followed Feng Sheng away. After all, Feng Sheng did not say anything when he left.

What is this dragon soul?
Is it the Soul of the East China Sea?

Under the night.

Feng Qingyan walked towards the north step by step, and the light blue dragon soul followed closely behind him.

After a moment, it completely disappeared.

On the other hand, in the East China Sea, the aquatic creatures were crying as if they were heartbroken.

Ugh--

The King of Qin sighed, not knowing what to say.

The canonization took away the dragon soul of the East China Sea, which was equivalent to taking away the soul of the East China Sea. Without a soul, the East China Sea would die.

Soon, a number of figures flew over. They were the great sages who came to gather information. Looking at the King of Qin in Qin City, they immediately flew down and asked what had happened.

The King of Qin gave a brief account of it.

"Did Feng Sheng take away the Dragon Soul of the East Sea? So the East Sea is dead?" The great sage was extremely shocked. It seemed that he had indeed heard a dragon roar not long ago. "Why did Feng Sheng take away the Dragon Soul? Didn't Feng Sheng know that if he took away the Dragon Soul, the East Sea would die?"

The King of Qin shook his head and said nothing. Perhaps he had his own reasons for canonizing him.

"Alas, if the East China Sea dies, I'm afraid it will become a horrible Dead Sea."

A great sage sighed and said that it was not good to blame anything, after all, it was a canonization. If there was no necessary reason for the canonization, they would not have taken the soul of the East Sea...

He believed in canonization.

However, not everyone is in favor of canonization and understands canonization.

At this time, a great sage loudly criticized. After all, the East China Sea and the aquatic creatures of the East China Sea are two different things, and no one in the world should be willing to see the East China Sea die.

Although Donghai's death had the greatest impact on the Donghai aquatic creatures, and also made the Zhou Dynasty no longer have to worry about the threat of the Donghai aquatic creatures, the death of Donghai had a great impact on the entire Zhou Dynasty, especially the vassal states along the coast.

"Can you tell me that Dong Hai is dead? How much impact will it have on our Zhou world?"

A great sage shouted loudly, with a hint of condemnation in his voice.

"Please ask Feng Sheng to quickly return the Dragon Soul of Donghai. If Donghai dies from now on, it will be a disaster for our Zhou Tianxia. Is Feng Sheng so cruel?"

"Canonization, the thousands of aquatic creatures in the East China Sea are also lives!"

"The fate of the water tribe is also life!"

"There is no high or low in life!"

While some great sages and Duke Wen were criticizing him for their own selfish reasons, Feng Qingyan was striding towards the misty ice field, followed by the East China Sea Dragon Soul.

The East China Sea Dragon Soul is extremely huge, light blue in color, and contains an immense breath of life.

At daybreak.

Feng Qingyan finally returned to the misty ice field.

However, he did not immediately return to the twisted black line space, but looked at the East China Sea Dragon Soul with some sadness.

The East China Sea Dragon Soul was also looking at him and nodded to him.

It seems to indicate that there is no need to be sad.

At this moment, the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea looked back at the East China Sea. After a few breaths, it flew into the sky and let out a long roar.

The dragon's roar echoed through the sky.

After the dragon roared, the dragon soul was seen flying and circling, and for a moment the sky and the earth were all light blue.

Feng Qingyan looked up for a long time, then bowed to the Dragon Spirit of the East China Sea.

When the light blue color fades away.

The East China Sea Dragon Soul was no longer seen between heaven and earth. Only a dark green Panlong inkstone remained, from which the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard.

The Panlong Inkstone is only about one foot in size and is formed by the entanglement of the dragon soul of the East China Sea.

At this time, the Panlong Inkstone slowly fell down and hovered in front of Feng Qingyan. He reached out to take it and walked towards the depths of the ice field.

Silent all the way...

After a while.

He returned to the twisted black line space again.

Without saying anything more, he bowed to the twisted black lines around him and put down the Panlong Inkstone.

The twisted black lines around fell silent for a moment, and then fell into the Panlong inkstone one by one, turning into a tiny drop of soul ink.

In just a moment, the Panlong Inkstone was filled with soul ink.

And at the end of the earth, on that rough and mysterious black line, tombstones that had existed for who knows how many years suddenly weathered away.

Turned into ashes and fell down.

The other tombstones did not roar with grief, but only emitted a faint sadness.

"enough."

When the Panlong Inkstone was full, Feng Qingyan spoke.

However, there were still twisted black lines that were cast towards the Panlong Inkstone, transforming into drops of soul ink without the slightest hesitation.

At this time, Feng Qingyan looked up and found that the twisted black line had disappeared by one third.

He put away the Panlong Inkstone and walked out. In the blink of an eye he was back on the misty ice field. He looked back and then stepped into the air and left.

"Bury me in the north of the earth, to guard my hometown; I cannot see my hometown, but I will never forget it."

"The sky is vast, the wilderness is boundless, beneath the earth, the country is in mourning—"

……

at this time.

He went to the east mountain.

Before he arrived at Dongshan, the news of Donghai's death spread throughout the world, causing a great shock.

Countless people were shocked by Dong Hai’s death.

A little confused.

In Bocheng or in the academy.

Many scholars and students were astonished that the immortal Fengsheng had gone to the East China Sea and took away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

Didn’t you say that you were dreaming about returning to ancient times?

In the back hall of the academy, An Xiu and Dong Lou Hui were very surprised. They did not expect that Feng Qingyan went to the East China Sea.

They were all a little puzzled as to why Feng Qingyan wanted to take away the East China Sea Dragon Soul?

Is it okay not to take it?
In the past few hours, An Xiu received many letters from great scholars and sages, all asking why Feng Sheng wanted to take away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea? If taking away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea had no impact on the East China Sea, people would naturally not care.

But Dong Hai’s death had a huge impact on the world.

Even within Confucianism, there are many great scholars and sages who believe that the canonization should not take away the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea, and hope that the canonization will quickly return the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea to prevent the East China Sea from dying completely.

In addition to letters from great Confucian sages and scholars, there were also letters from other religious sects and vassal states, especially those along the coast, and even Qincheng received letters.

"Teacher, why do you think Qingyan wanted to take the East Sea Dragon Soul?"

An Xiu frowned.

He couldn't quite understand what use the East China Sea Dragon Soul was to Feng Qingyan.
Since it's useless, why take it away?
As a minister of literature, he received so many letters from great sages and scholars, which was very stressful. They couldn't find a saint, so they could only find the teacher who made the saint...

Dong Louhui shook his head.

An Xiu thought about it and smiled bitterly. Not only did he not reply to the letters from the great Confucian scholars, he also did not send a letter to Feng Qingyan.

Except Anxiu.

Leader Wang Chen also received a large number of letters, all about Feng Qingyan and the Dragon Soul of the East China Sea.

However, he ignored it, put the letter aside, and went about his own business.

"Master, why do you want to take the dragon soul without asking about canonization?"

The Lord of Justice said with some surprise.

"Why ask? Why would a saint do something that doesn't make sense? Since he did it, there must be a reason for it."

The leader said calmly.

"This……"

The Lord of Justice didn't know what to say.

"What if I ask, what if I don't ask? If Feng Sheng wants to take the East Sea Dragon Soul, who in this world can stop him? If I ask, will Feng Sheng return the East Sea Dragon Soul? If he doesn't return it, and you still want to steal it? Can you rob it?"

The leader sighed and shook his head.

The Lord of Justice fell silent.

Who dares to rob?

The shark and crocodile tribes are a lesson for us.

In just a few breaths, one person killed all the demon kings and demon dukes of the shark and crocodile tribes. This is definitely not something that a great sage can do, nor can the four great leaders join forces to do it...

Many religious sects shuddered.

and so.

Many religious sects are prepared to start with the reputation of canonization.

After all, it is not an exaggeration to call him the best in the world. His charisma almost surpasses that of the four great religious leaders, and no one in the world can match him... Perhaps only the Lord in White who has not appeared in the world for a long time can compete with him.

But the man in white does not appear in this world.

……

When the sun had set but it was still light, Feng Qingyan finally arrived at Dongshan.

At this moment, he stood on the top of Dongshan Mountain, looking out at the East China Sea. He vaguely felt the deadness of the East China Sea, as if it was filled with wisps of death...

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.

He was waiting for dark.

Wait till dawn.

His appearance on Dongshan Mountain naturally could not be hidden from Dongjun, nor did he intend to hide it from Dongjun.

Dongjun was somewhat surprised. He didn't expect that the canonization would appear in Dongshan.

How many people in the world are seeking canonization?
East China Sea Dragon Soul, what is this?

Dongjun was wondering curiously, could it really be the soul left behind by an ancient true dragon?
What is it used for?

Of course, he had not thought about taking the East China Sea Dragon Soul from Feng Qingyan, and he might not be able to defeat Feng Sheng.

After all, Feng Sheng’s record in the East China Sea was really too terrifying.

Is it possible for a mortal to kill all the demon kings and demon lords of the shark and crocodile tribes in a few breaths?
The combat power is too terrifying.

As time passed, it was late at night in the blink of an eye.

When Dongjun saw Feng Qingyan staying on the East Mountain for a long time without moving and had no intention of leaving, he became even more confused.

What is the purpose of canonization?
He didn't think that Canonization was an attempt to temporarily hide in Dongshan.

Is it necessary to hide for canonization?
Although there are some uneasy voices in the world right now, as if someone is secretly fanning the flames and trying to pull the canonization down from heaven.

But can you pull it down?
If you are not hiding, why come to Dongshan?
As Dongjun was thinking, his body suddenly stiffened. He thought of Yunmengze...

Fengsheng took away the word "dream" from Yunmengze, so Yunmengze was left with only Yunze, which was equivalent to death. And Donghai, Fengsheng took away the dragon soul of Donghai yesterday, so Donghai died. Fengsheng came to my Dongshan today, could it be that Fengsheng wanted to borrow something from me, Dongjun?
Dongjun suddenly became nervous.

No way, am I going to be canonized as a saint?
Although he didn't know what could be borrowed from Dongshan, before Fengsheng borrowed it, Yunzhongjun and the East Sea water creatures didn't know that Yunmengze and Donghai had things to borrow...

He has gone to Yunmengze.

At this moment, Dongjun felt more and more uneasy. He had a bad premonition and always felt that something bad was going to happen in Dongshan.

call out--

He suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.

"I wonder why Feng Sheng came to my Dongshan?"

Dongjun was extremely nervous inside, but he said with a faint smile on his face.

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses and bowed to Dong Jun, saying, "I have met Dong Jun. There is nothing special. I just want to enter the secret realm again."

"Just entering the secret realm?"

Dongjun was surprised and relieved, but he was still worried.

Feng Qingyan nodded.

"Besides entering the secret realm, is there nothing else?"

Dongjun couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing."

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised and felt that Dongjun was a little weird.

"Don't need to borrow or take anything?"

Dongjun asked.

"No need, what does Dongjun mean?"

Feng Qingyan asked with some doubt.

"Oh, nothing, just asking."

Dongjun smiled.

But I still can't feel at ease.

The night passed slowly and it was almost dawn.

Shortly after.

The sun slowly rises from the horizon.

The warm sunlight shone on the East Mountain and fell on Feng Qingyan, but the world was alternating between dusk and dawn, as if divided by yin and yang.

At this moment he said calmly: "Nature is full of wonders, yin and yang divide the day and night."

Done.

He looked at the yin-yang line that cut through the sky and earth, day and night.

Then he took a step forward.

When he stepped on the Yin-Yang line, time under his feet passed quickly.

At this time, you can see the sun rising high in the south of the mountain and the stars twinkling in the north of the mountain.

Total darkness.

At this moment, the time under his feet seemed to have turned into light water, gurgling around his feet, and thousands of years had passed in the blink of an eye.

There were clouds and winds in the sky, and a strong wind was blowing across the mountain tops.

But Feng Qingyan's clothes did not move.

Like stillness.

Dongjun was still somewhat shocked when he saw it again, but he was also relieved and said calmly: "Yang and Yang are two different worlds, life and death are one line!"

What came into Feng Qingyan's sight at this time was no longer East Mountain, nor the yin and yang sky, but a chaotic and mysterious place.

It was all gray, with no sky and no earth.

Sometimes it is pure and bright.

Sometimes cloudy and dark.

He took a step in and came directly to the deepest part of the secret realm.

At this moment he saw the strange darkness again, filled with an indescribable black substance.

It is between the visible and invisible, very strange and weird...

Feng Qingyan stared for a while, then used the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", and his eyes gradually penetrated the black matter and saw the thirteen samsara dead cities...

The Samsara Death City is completely black and shrouded in a thick aura of death.

The air of death obscured the sky.

It was extremely cold and terrifying.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the city gate, and he saw two large black characters written on it.

It is the word "reincarnation" that exudes such a mysterious power that captivates and charms the soul.

"Emperor, did you build these thirteen reincarnation death cities?"

Feng Qingyan asked softly.

Naturally, no one responded to him.

He did not immediately draw the Bridge of Guidance, but continued to carefully observe the City of the Dead. It was built based on a black pottery flowerpot and looked a bit like a black pottery flowerpot...

this means.

The Emperor once owned a black pottery flowerpot.

But why did the black pottery flowerpot fall into his hands?
The black pottery flowerpot contains the power of reincarnation, and the Emperor built it according to the black pottery flowerpot. Does he want to use the power of reincarnation to resurrect the Twelve Emperors who defied the Heaven?
"Yin Yang Rebirth City..."

Feng Qingyan murmured softly.

This is the full name of the City of the Dead.

After a while.

He closed his eyes and said softly, "The way of life and death, the extreme of life is death, and the extreme of death is life. The way of yin and yang, the extreme of yin is yang, and the extreme of yang is yin..."

Reverse yin and yang, bring the dead back to life!
A clear stone arch bridge appeared in my mind, emitting a mysterious aura, which seemed to be the power of reincarnation...

Shortly after.

Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and took out the Panlong Inkstone and the Magic Brush from the scroll.

At this moment, the Panlong Inkstone emitted a faint sound of a dragon's roar, which quickly calmed his mind.

Under the dragon roar sound of Panlong Inkstone.

He has no external thoughts in his mind.

At this moment, he picked up the magic brush that exuded a dreamy atmosphere, slowly placed it in the Panlong inkstone, and then began to paint.

Draw it in one stroke.

A stroke appeared in the secret world, which seemed to exude the aura of the emperor of heaven and earth.

This made Feng Qingyan's mind tremble slightly, but under the faint sound of the dragon's roar, his mind quickly calmed down and was no longer affected by the soul ink.

gradually.

In the secret world, the outline of the bridge of guidance appeared, exuding a wisp of mysterious aura.

The mysterious aura touched the secret realm and caused it to shake slightly.

As the bridge of guidance gradually appeared, thick black fog began to spread, swirling like ink.

And in the secret world, the sound of dragon roars gradually became more frequent.

It constantly keeps Feng Qingyan's mind steady to prevent him from being affected by the soul ink and causing failure in drawing the bridge.

About an hour later, or maybe a day later.

Feng Qingyan didn't know how long he had been painting, but he was very tired, as if he had exhausted all his energy. He finally finished the Bridge of Reception. It looked like it was only a few feet long, but it gave people the feeling of crossing time and space.

There is a sense of weirdness and horror in its majestic grandeur, as if it were ten thousand feet long.

but.

The texture on the bridge has not been drawn yet.

When Feng Qingyan was about to drag his tired body and mind to paint, he saw that the soul ink in the Panlong inkstone was used up.

He stood there in a daze holding the magic brush. The soul ink was not enough...

However, the Bridge of Guidance has not been completely completed yet. It can only be said to be half completed now, and it still needs a lot of soul ink...

"Mo Lai."

Feng Qingyan shouted loudly.

At this moment, on the foggy ice field tens of thousands of miles away, black fog suddenly rolled up, as if something had torn the sky and the earth apart, emitting an extremely terrifying aura.

Then, twisted black lines shot out.

When the twisted black lines appeared, the sky and the earth quickly darkened, as if it had turned into night.

But in an instant.

Twisted black lines appeared on Dongshan Mountain and then disappeared.

When the twisted black line appeared, Dongjun on Dongshan Mountain felt his soul suddenly shaken and he even began to tremble, which shocked him terribly.

What was that just now?
He vaguely saw twisted black lines, but he didn't know what they were. However, when he saw the twisted black lines appear, the world turned upside down...

But in the blink of an eye.

The twisted black line appeared from the misty ice field in Dongshan, and then fell into the Panlong inkstone, turning into drops of black soul ink. On the rough black line at the end of the earth, tombstones quickly weathered and turned into flying ashes...

When Feng Qingyan saw that the Panlong Inkstone had ink, he continued to paint with the Shenlai Brush.

In the secret space, the aura of the Bridge of Guidance, the aura of Soul Ink, the aura of the Panlong Inkstone, and the aura of the Divine Brush gradually blended together and turned into a very complex aura.

Even Feng Qingyan couldn't explain it clearly.

Hours pass by, or days go by.

Feng Qingyan finally completed the drawing of the Bridge of Reception. It looked just like the real thing, and exuded a faint breath of reincarnation.

But something is missing.

And at this time.

There were only two drops of soul ink left in the Panlong Inkstone. He took the magic pen, dipped it in the soul ink, walked to the bridge body of the Jieying Bridge, and wrote the four soul characters "Jieying Bridge".

When he finished writing.

The magic brush in his hand shattered with a snap and turned into dust and fell to the ground.

Feng Qingyan silently looked at the broken brush in his hand. He had known this for a long time, he had known this for a long time...

Because the dream power of the magic pen was all integrated into the bridge of guidance. Fortunately, the Panlong inkstone did not break, but it lost all its luster and died at some point.

No more dragon roars were heard.

He sighed.

And at this time.

Even after Feng Qingyan finished writing the four soul characters of "Bridge of Guidance", the Bridge of Guidance was completely completed. Like the finishing touch, it burst out with a reincarnation breath that shook the heavens and the earth and spanned eternity of time and space, and suddenly stepped towards the reincarnation death city at the end of the endless darkness.

Rumbling--

At this moment, the secret world is in turmoil.

That strange black substance seemed to be blocking the bridge of guidance.

However, the bridge of guidance exudes an extremely strong dreamlike aura, like layers of colorful bubbles, protecting the bridge from being corroded by the black substance...

At this time Feng Qingyan also understood why it took a stroke of genius.

It turns out that the dreamy aura of the magic brush can resist the corrosion of black matter and protect the bridge of guidance from passing through the thick black matter.

At this moment, the Bridge of Guidance penetrated little by little and approached the City of Death of Samsara.

Although the bridge of guidance shook from time to time, it did not collapse and was able to withstand the shock of the black matter.

and.

As the bridge of guidance penetrated the black matter bit by bit.

After Feng Qingyan suddenly felt the black substance, it seemed to be filled with an extremely tyrannical and fierce aura. Even though he felt that he was separated from the black substance by time and space, he could still feel the tyranny and terror of that fierce aura.

Seems to be able to destroy everything.

What is this smell?
At this moment Feng Qingyan's heart was somewhat shaken.

Moreover, in that strong and violent aura, one could sense a strange sense of reality.

He was somewhat worried that the bridge of guidance would not be able to penetrate the black matter, cross time and space, and reach the city of the dead in the reincarnation world.

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