Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 675 They Have Always Been Dead...

On the Yunmeng Lake.

Feng Qingyan shed three drops of imperial blood.

But at this moment, Yun Zhongjun's brows suddenly frowned. Is this the way to canonize a saint? He felt like he was being teased, and he was immediately furious.

Want to revive Yunmengze with just a few drops of blood?
Even holy blood is unlikely, and canonization is only virtual.

When he was about to step forward to question, he felt a faint throbbing in his heart, as if there was an extremely terrifying aura between heaven and earth. This aura was very complex, not just terrifying, but also seemed to contain an aura of supreme and magnificent vitality.

What is this smell?
Yun Zhongjun was surprised and horrified, and immediately became alert. At this moment, he looked around coldly and found that the complex and terrifying aura seemed to be coming from under his feet.

Like a flood, it spread across the entire Yunmengze almost instantly.

And the source.

It seems to be the place where the blood of canonization dripped.

Could it be the blood of canonization?

He was somewhat shocked.

But Fengsheng was only a virtual saint, and his blood could barely be considered holy blood, so its power couldn't be so terrifying. At this moment, he was full of confusion, and saw that the spreading terrifying aura was actually slowly driving away the death energy in Yunmengze.

He was extremely surprised. Could it be that Yun Mengze could really be resurrected?

Three drops of emperor's blood fell, and the emperor's power contained in the blood spread rapidly in Yunmeng Lake like a flood, slowly driving away the deathly aura that had merged with Yunmeng Lake.

It was precisely because the death energy had merged with Yunmengze that Ah Heng and Yun Zhongjun were at a loss. They tried countless methods but were unable to revive it.

This is why Yun Zhongjun gave up.

But at the moment.

When he saw that Feng Shengzhen could expel the death aura from Yunmengze, he became extremely excited. Yunmengze was his place of deification, and it was a place that he shared weal and woe with, and could even be said to be flesh and blood. How could he just watch Yunmengze die?
In Yunmeng Marsh, a faint imperial aura permeated, and layers of deathly aura rose from beneath the mud...

But the dead energy kept coming, and it seemed impossible to completely expel it, which made Feng Qingyan frown. He carefully examined Yunmeng Lake and found that Yunmeng Lake was not only integrated with the dead energy, but also seemed to be the source of the dead energy.

Yunmengze seemed to be completely dead.

At this time, he walked down from the air, reached out and grabbed a handful of mud to observe, and saw a faint smell of death in the mud. When he expelled the dead air from the mud, he found that the mud was a little strange and still gave people a dead feeling.

Logically speaking, the silt should return to its original state after the dead air is driven out.

But the silt did not.

At this moment, he raised his head and looked around, and found that the emperor's blood was slowly expelling the death aura. It seemed that one day, the death aura in Yunmengze would be completely expelled.

That's what Yun Zhongjun thinks.

but.

In Feng Qingyan's eyes, however, the situation was very pessimistic.

Logically speaking, his Emperor Blood could expel the dead energy and restore the vitality of Yunmeng Lake to a certain extent. But in reality, Yunmeng Lake seemed to be hiding something that he didn't know yet, which led to the Emperor Blood being unable to completely expel the dead energy...

At this moment, he carefully examined the mud in his hand and became more and more aware that there was something wrong with the mud.

After a while.

He came to a swamp hundreds of miles away, grabbed a handful of mud and observed it carefully.

These sludges are still problematic, very problematic.

There is something very wrong with them.

Feng Qingyan walked and looked, hoping to observe the silt and find out what was wrong with it. But gradually, he became a little alarmed, and vaguely realized what was wrong with Yunmengze.

Shortly after.

Yun Zhongjun also noticed that Feng Qingyan's expression was a little strange, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Is it impossible to revive Yunmengze?
This is what he fears most.

He saw Feng Qingyan was still studying the silt in Yunmengze, and his expression became more and more solemn, and his uneasiness became more and more intense.

I have a bad feeling.

However, he was very confused. Why did Feng Sheng study silt?
Isn't there a faint smell of death hidden in this mud? All we need to do is to drive it away...

He pondered for a moment and then came over.

At this time, he saw Feng Sheng staring at the mud in his hands without moving, and did not rashly disturb him.

After a while, Feng Sheng suddenly flew over a hundred miles away, picked up a handful of mud and stared at it. After about ten breaths, he put it down and went to another place to pick up some mud and stare at it...

After doing this for more than ten times, Fengsheng finally gave up.

but.

Fengsheng's face was very solemn.

This made Yun Zhongjun feel more and more uneasy, and he began to tremble slightly. Is it true that Yun Mengze will never be resurrected?

He came over again, his voice trembling as he asked, "Feng Sheng, Yun Mengze can't come back to life?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyan glanced at Yunmengze silently and said, "Mr. Yunzhong, it is Qingyan who is incompetent. I am afraid that he cannot revive Yunmengze. In fact..."

Yun Zhongjun's body shook violently, and he felt extremely painful.

"In fact, Yunmengze died a long time ago."

Feng Qingyan sighed with some confusion. After careful observation and using his magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", he found that Yun Mengze had already died.

He died before he took away the word "dream". Perhaps everything he saw before was an illusion.

"What did you say?"

Yun Zhongjun was in pain and confusion.

"I mean, actually, when I took the word 'Dream' away, Yun Mengze had been dead for who knows how many years."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"Feng Sheng, you can't revive Yun Mengze. I, Yun Yi, don't blame you, but you shouldn't say that Yun Mengze has been dead for a long time just to shirk responsibility."

Yun Zhongjun was in pain and angry. "I'm not trying to shirk responsibility, but Yun Mengze really died a long time ago."

Feng Qingyan shook his head and said to Yun Zhongjun: "Why should I, Feng Qingyan, shirk my responsibility? Moreover, why should I, Feng Qingyan, do this? Yun Mengze is indeed dead. Before, whether it was you or me, what we saw were all illusions, illusions transformed by the word "dream". The word "dream" was taken away by me, and the illusion was shattered, and the real Yun Mengze emerged..."

"This is impossible!"

Yun Zhongjun said angrily, "I, Yun Yi, am the God of Yunmeng. Don't I know Yunmengze? If everything before was an illusion, how could I not see it? Fengsheng, don't look down on the people of the world."

"I, Feng Qingyan, will never look down on anyone in the world."

Feng Qingyan Road.

At this time he did not argue with Yun Zhongjun. There was no need and no point.

If Yun Zhongjun could see it, he would have seen it long ago.

If not.

Even if you tell the sky, no one will believe it.

If he hadn't used the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", he wouldn't have been able to see it.

But when he saw it, he was shocked and could hardly believe it. Moreover, it was very likely that Yunmengze had died when he existed.

Or.

Everything in Yunmengze cannot be said to be an illusion.

Instead, the word "dream" takes the power of dreams as its vitality and is spread over the Yunmeng Lake, which has already been completely dead. Only then does the Yunmeng Lake that people see come into being.

At this moment Feng Qingyan did not speak, but stared at Yunmengze with narrowed eyes.

He continued to observe Yunmengze with his magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle", carefully studying the soil of Yunmengze. When he felt that Yunmengze seemed to exist, he had already died.

To exist is to die?
Why is this so?
This was something Feng Qingyan couldn't understand. After in-depth research, he discovered that the soil in Yunmengze was very similar to the underworld.

But it is still somewhat different from the underworld.

So he couldn't be sure whether it was the underworld.

But next.

He also discovered that Yunmeng Lake had never been "born" and had always been dead. This was not to say that Yunmeng Lake itself, but the land where Yunmeng Lake was located, that is, the land beneath one's feet, had never been "born" and had died when it existed...

This discovery shocked Feng Qingyan so much that he could hardly believe it.

If Yunmengze had always been dead, he could accept it. However, the place where Yunmengze was located, that is, the land under his feet, had always been dead...

That is to say.

The place where Yunmengze is located has always been a deadly place.

While Feng Qingyan continued to study Yunmengze, Yun Zhongjun had a sullen look on his face.

He didn't believe that Yun Mengze had already died.

If Yunmengze had already died, how was he born? How did he become the god of Yunmengze? So, how could Yunmengze have always been dead?

But after he calmed down, his brows furrowed.

There was indeed no need to deceive him during the canonization, and there was no reason to deceive him. Could it be that the canonization was done wrong?
He looked at Feng Qingyan for a while, and then said, "Feng Sheng, could it be that you saw it wrong?"

"I read that right."

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses from the shock and said, "In fact, not only has Yunmengze always been dead, but even the place where Yunmengze is located has always been a dead place, without any vitality at all. It has been dead for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and perhaps it has never been 'alive'..."

"This……"

Yun Zhongjun didn't know what to say.

"Mr. Yunzhong, Qingyan needs to go to the East China Sea, so I'll take my leave now."

Feng Qingyan saluted and flew up, quickly flying towards the East China Sea.

He wanted to see whether Donghai and Yunmengze had actually died long ago, but the existence of Donghai's dragon soul covered up the fact that Donghai had already died.

When he left.

Yun Zhongjun frowned, still unable to believe what Feng Qingyan said, and then headed to Wushan Territory. He came to the sea of ​​clouds on Wushan Mountain and said, "Teacher, are you here? I want to ask you a few questions."

Ah Heng walked out from the sea of ​​clouds and asked, "What's the matter? Did Feng Sheng revive Yunmengze?"

"Teacher, Fengshengyi cannot revive Yunmengze."

Yun Zhongjun sighed, pondered for a moment, and said, "But Feng Sheng said that Yun Mengze had actually died a long time ago, but the existence of the word 'dream' concealed the sign of death. He also said that the place where Yun Mengze was located has always been a dead place and has never been 'alive'..."

"maybe."

Ah Heng was silent for a moment.

"Teacher, do you believe in the words of canonization?"

Yun Zhongjun frowned and said, "How is this possible? If so, why didn't I find out? It seems that the teacher didn't find out either..."

Ah Heng didn't say anything else, just looked towards the east.

after one day.

Feng Qingyan came to the East China Sea again.

He immediately walked towards the bottom of the East China Sea, and the seawater automatically retreated to both sides, as if a waterway had been opened up. Not long after, he finally went deep into the seabed, picked up a handful of silt and observed it, and then used the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle"...

The silt is dead, the East China Sea is dead.

At this moment, his mind was somewhat shaken. He continued walking on the seabed, constantly observing and using the magical power of "breaking the void and seeing the subtle". He found that the East China Sea was the same as the Yunmengze. It had always been dead and had never been "alive".

Whether it was Yunmengze or the East China Sea, they were already dead when they existed or were formed.

They have never lived.

It's always been dead.
……

……

(End of this chapter)