Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 678: A Gentleman Is As Still As A Mountain

Human King Calendar.

Two thousand three hundred and fifty-one years.

Feng Qingyan walked westward in the fading spring, hurriedly crossed the north and arrived at the Loess Plateau.

The terrain of the Loess Plateau is high in the northwest and low in the southeast, and it descends in a wave-like manner from northwest to southeast. Through long-term and intense erosion by flowing water, it has gradually formed a unique landscape with thousands of gullies and fragmented terrain.

"Sir, is this the Loess Plateau? How spectacular!"

Jiuge was amazed.

Feng Qingyan lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked for a while, and then smiled and said, "The Loess Plateau is vast, with a thick soil layer and complex landforms, but the soil erosion is quite serious, which is rare in the world. Moreover, every winter and spring when the northwest wind prevails, there will be strong winds, flying sand and rocks, and dust blocking the sun..."

As soon as Feng Qingyan finished speaking, a strong wind blew up on the Loess Plateau.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were covered in yellow.

"Sir, this strong wind came suddenly, and it brought with it yellow sand and mud." Seeing this, Jiuge immediately used the power of the mountain god to open up a windless path from the yellow strong wind.

"This is because the Loess Plateau is vast and sparsely populated."

Feng Qingyan sighed.

However, they did not stop and continued to move northwest.

Jiuge sat on the shaft of the cart, marveling at the Loess Plateau along the way. It seemed like the first time he discovered that the sky was so far away and the mountains were so high...

The scenery of the thousands of ravines and gullies on the Loess Plateau is indeed spectacular.

Feng Qingyan was also amazed.

However, for the people living on the Loess Plateau, it is a very harsh living environment.

"Sir, are we going to Black and White Chess City?"

Jiuge asked curiously.

Although he knew that the master was heading to the West, he didn't know where he was going.

"No."

Feng Qingyan's eyes fell on the black pottery flowerpot. The red spider lily still pointed to the west, but he did not go straight west, but turned to the northwest. He was now basically certain that the two taboos were born in Kutuotian...

Tianbi Mountain is so high that birds cannot fly over it.

But for a great scholar or a great sage, this height can be easily reached.

The reason why Tianbi Mountain cannot be crossed is not because it is as high as the wall of the sky, but because there is a boundary barrier on Tianbi Mountain.

Even the greatest sage cannot cross it.

This so-called boundary barrier is actually a barrier formed by the incompatibility of the laws of Kutuo Heaven and the world, resulting in drastic fluctuations in the laws.

Feng Qingyan did not try, nor did he think that he was the son of destiny.

What great sages cannot surpass, he can surpass.

He could only take a detour to the northwest.

Although there is an indescribable boundary barrier in the eternal darkness at the northwest end, it is not as strong, solid, or insurmountable as the boundary barrier of Tianbi Mountain.

If you're lucky enough.

There is still a great chance of finding a weak boundary barrier.

Although Feng Qingyan did not think that he was a man of destiny, he felt that his luck was good enough and that he had a great chance of finding a weak boundary barrier.

As for the eternal darkness and extreme cold at the end of the northwest, they were nothing to him. In fact, for a scholar at the level of a minister, it was not impossible to endure, but the time could not be too long.

With him around, Jiuge and Qingmang can naturally be protected and there is no need to worry too much.

in a blink.

More than ten days passed.

The ox carts finally left the Loess Plateau and entered the Western Regions which were beyond the reach of the Zhou Dynasty.

Once upon a time, the Western Regions were also ruled by the Shang Dynasty and the first generation of human kings in the Zhou Dynasty. However, after the disappearance of the first generation of human kings, the princes of the Zhou Dynasty fought against each other and were unable to take care of the Western Regions...

Over time.

As the Zhou Dynasty was unable to take care of them, the various ethnic groups in the Western Regions began to fight and invade each other, and eventually they became thirty-six kingdoms of varying sizes.

Such as Xiaowan Kingdom, Xiya Kingdom, Gumo Kingdom, Cheshi Kingdom, etc.

These thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, whether they were big or small, were all small countries compared to the Zhou Dynasty.

A large country has a population of no more than a few hundred thousand and only a few thousand or tens of thousands of soldiers.

A small country has a population of tens of thousands, but less than a thousand soldiers.

Nothing to worry about.

In fact, the most important thing is that the princes of the Zhou Dynasty simply looked down upon the Western Regions. Why would they conquer them?
Large population?

Fertile land?

Or is it rich in treasures?

The Western Regions are extremely cold and hot, with thick snow and hard ice, and full of wind and sand.

Both the environment and the climate were extremely bad and not suitable for people in the world to survive.

Moreover, there is the Loess Plateau with thousands of ravines and gullies between them.

If a country were to use its entire strength to climb mountains and wade through rivers for tens of thousands of miles to go to the Western Regions to fight the thirty-six kingdoms, it would be better to conquer the neighboring countries first.

Neighboring countries have small populations?

The land is not fertile?
If we really want to attack the Thirty-Six Kingdoms in the Western Regions, it will be after we unify the world.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan walked into the Western Region and saw a round setting sun, close to the ridge at the end of the desert, making the earth dark and crimson.

Look from afar.

The desert waves supporting the setting sun seemed frozen, like a sleeping sea.

Jiuge was a little stunned at this time, then suddenly walked out of the ox cart and jumped into the yellow sea: "Wow, what a huge sea of ​​sand! So beautiful, so beautiful..."

Feng Qingyan smiled and asked Qingmang to stop. He also came to the endless yellow sand and stared at the sunset at the end of the sand sea...

It’s really beautiful!

"Sir, shall we spend the night in the sea of ​​sand?"

Jiuge said with eyes full of desire.

Feng Qingyan glanced around and nodded, "Okay."

"yeah--"

Jiuge shouted excitedly and jumped in the sea of ​​sand.

Jumping from one sand dune to another like a little child, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but feel in a good mood.

When the sun sets completely and the sky becomes dark.

Jiuge came back from the distant sand dunes, looked at the surrounding terrain, and began to control the yellow sand to build a house.

Yes, it’s a sand house.

The sand wall is extremely strong and will not collapse at all.

As a mountain god, Jiuge can naturally control the mountains and the land. Controlling the yellow sand to build a sand house is nothing.

"Sir, the house is finished."

Jiuge said happily.

Feng Qingyan smiled and walked into the large sand house, then took out water and food from the scroll. When he was about to go to Kutuo Heaven, he had already prepared a lot of food and water, as well as some daily necessities.

Jiuge quickly controlled the sand to form tables, etc.

When the two men and the cow finished their dinner, they came to the yellow sand to enjoy the night view. Jiuge was still lying on the yellow sand looking at the bright starry sky.

At this moment, the starry sky is both far away and near, and the stars are particularly bright.

Feng Qingyan stood on a sand dune, gazing at the night in the distance. The cold night wind blew past, lifting his white clothes.

Hunting sound.

The long hair is also flying.

Yellow sand instantly flew all over the sky, blocking out the bright starry sky.

"Jiuge, Qingmang, be careful, a sandstorm is coming." Feng Qingyan retracted his gaze and reminded them, in order to prevent Jiuge and Qingmang from not taking it seriously and getting into an accident.

"Sandstorm?"

Jiuge suddenly jumped out and came to a sand dune.

At this moment he was stunned, seeing a huge black wall of sand flying towards him in the distant night sky, like a dark and towering mountain crashing down on him.

“Is this a sandstorm?”

Qingmang came to the sand dunes with some curiosity.

After all, they are not ordinary people, and they are more interested in sandstorms than afraid of them.

Huhu——

At this moment, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing up stones and sand.

As more and more dust flew into the air, the thick dust covered the sky and blocked out the bright starry sky.

Even in the day, it is like night.

At this time, Feng Qingyan stood motionless on the sand dune. Gradually, his white clothes stopped fluttering, and his long hair stopped flying, but fell down as if there was no wind.

A gentleman is as still as a mountain.

It stabilizes the sea of ​​sand like a magic needle.

No matter how terrifying the sandstorm was, it still couldn't shake Feng Qingyan. Moreover, the surrounding sand sea seemed to have an invisible force, and not a single grain of sand was stirred up...

This made Jiuge and Qingmang secretly surprised.

What power is this?
They did not sense any fluctuation of literary energy from Feng Qingyan, nor could they even sense any fluctuation of power.

This made them extremely curious.

"Sir, what kind of power is this? Why is it that there is no fluctuation of spiritual energy, but it can freeze the surrounding sea of ​​sand without raising a single grain of sand?"

Jiuge couldn't help but ask.

"This is a gentleman who is as still as a mountain. It can be seen as the power of will." Feng Qingyan smiled indifferently, "A gentleman is still like a mountain; when he moves, he is like thunder." When he finished speaking, he suddenly flew up. The sound of thunder was heard between heaven and earth, and the horrible sandstorm was torn apart in the blink of an eye.

This made Jiuge a little stunned.

And at this time.

A voice fell from the night sky.

"Jiuge, Qingmang, you wait here, I will be back soon."

in the night.

Feng Qingyan flew towards the sand sea on the left.

Although he tore apart the sandstorms around him with his gentlemanly will, the sandstorms were so overwhelming that it was impossible to tear apart the entire sea of ​​sand.

He just tore apart the sandstorm within a radius of dozens of miles.

And soon after, the sandstorm came again.

"Where are you going, sir?"

Jiuge asked loudly.

"Rescue."

Feng Qingyan Road.

The figure instantly appeared several miles away.

And in the night, the horrific sandstorm covered an area of ​​hundreds or even thousands of miles.

The wind and sand swallowed everything.

Hundreds of miles away from Feng Qingyan, a caravan that was camping for the night was in a panic, holding on to their running camels.

The tent that had been set up earlier had already been blown away by the strong wind.

Many people were buried by the sand wall-like wind and sand, or simply blown away by the wind and sand.

"Hurry up and tie them together with a rope."

Someone shouted.

But at this moment, the sandstorm was extremely terrifying. As soon as I opened my mouth, it was filled with sand and dust, and even a face mask could not block it.

Yellow sand is like arrows.

It hurts so much when it hits your face.

If it was just yellow sand, it would be fine, but the sand and wind also contained gravel that could make people bleed.

Many people couldn't bear it and could only lie on the yellow sand.

But in the blink of an eye, it was buried by the flying sand wall.

In the caravan, many people were low-level warriors or scholars, but they still could not withstand such a terrible sandstorm.

"This sandstorm is too terrible. We can't resist it."

Someone shouted in despair.

"Hold on!"

A businessman who seemed to be a scribe shouted.

At this moment, they were trying to go against the wind and sand, using ropes to tie up the scattered camels. However, even a scholar could not hold out for long in such a terrible sandstorm.

This sandstorm is really too terrifying.

It happens only once in ten years.

puff puff!

Fist-sized gravel hit my body, breaking even the bones in my body. But the surrounding area was filled with yellow sand, stretching as far as the eye could see, and there was no place to hide from the sandstorm...

The highest level in this caravan is just that of a scholar.

A true man of letters.

Who would be willing to go on business?
In the Zhou Dynasty, as long as one was a scholar, he would be treated very well. Who would go out to do business?
Besides, we are traveling to the Western Regions.

Therefore, these traveling merchants, scholars or warriors, were basically trained by the big families or clans.

The status is not high and the strength is not very strong.

And it's hard to get promoted.

Among the caravans traveling through the Western Regions, one may often see caravans of scholars and warriors, but scholars and warriors are very rare.

Civil servants and military generals are even rarer, unless important items need to be transported.

The leader of this caravan is a middle-aged man in his forties. Although he does not look strong, he exudes a strong and powerful aura.

His skin is very dark and his lips are a little chapped.

He is a scholar, but on the surface he does not look like a scholar, but rather like a Jedi Knight.

A caravan of hundreds of people, but no one knew how many were blown away at this moment.

How many people were buried?

This sandstorm was the largest and most terrifying one he had encountered in his twenty years of traveling in the Western Regions. Even though he was a scholar, he felt powerless.

Although most of the goods were hidden in the scroll behind him, he felt that he would not be able to escape the sandstorm and would be buried under the yellow sand.

Look at this sandstorm coming in like an overwhelming force. I’m afraid it won’t be over in the blink of an eye.

If it were over in the blink of an eye.

He can still hold on.

But he didn't have time to think too much at this moment. He could only rush to save people, every possible one he could save.

call out--

Ropes were thrown out to pull back the people who were blown into the sky.

puff!
But just when it was pulled back halfway, the rope suddenly broke.

He could only watch the person being blown away, not knowing where he was blown to and whether he could survive.
At this moment, not to mention people, even camels were blown up to the sky.

In bunches.

Ah—he roared.

At this moment, he was the only one left in the caravan of hundreds of people.

However, the sandstorm showed no signs of stopping. Instead, it became more and more terrifying, as if it was about to tear the sky and the earth apart.

Just when he was in despair.

A figure in white appeared in the night sky.

It was Feng Qingyan who came rushing over after hearing the noise. At this moment, he was suspended in the air without moving, and the aura of a gentleman suddenly spread out like a tide.

But in a moment, it spread to an area of ​​dozens of miles.

A gentleman is as still as a mountain!

At this moment, he was like a towering mountain, standing quietly in the night sky, suppressing the yellow sand all over the sky.

Calmed the sandstorm.

rustle--

The yellow sand fell like rain, making a rustling sound.

The wind stopped, the sand stopped, and it seemed that the terrible sandstorm had disappeared.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed at this moment.

"Ha ha--"

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He survived such a terrible sandstorm.

Save people!

He suddenly came to his senses and rushed to dig the sand to save the man. It was not long now, he should still be breathing, and he could still be saved...

As for those who were blown away, they can only wish for the best.

He was digging at the sand like crazy.

Soon after, he had dug out several people.

Although they were already dying, they would be able to come back to life after a rest. He quickly took out some water from the scroll and gave them two or three gulps. After choking for a while, they all came back to life.

"Hurry and save people."

The middle-aged man shouted and continued to dig in the sand.

However, some were buried too deep in the Yellow Sea, and he could not remember the location of some.

It was night, not day, and even if he was a scribe, he couldn't remember everything. Moreover, the situation was critical, so how could he remember everything?

In just a few moments, he had found more than twenty people.

But there are still more than eighty people.

At least half of it was buried under the nearby Yellow Sea, and the other half was blown away to an unknown place.

"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you go and save them?"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily.

He was frantically digging in the sand to save people, but the others were staring at the night sky in daze.

"Mr. Chen, look up in the sky..."

A sturdy man pointed at the white figure in the air and stuttered.

At this moment, they saw a motionless figure in white hanging in the night sky, but it gave people the feeling of a towering mountain. It seemed that the figure in white had transformed into a towering mountain, blocking the sandstorm for them.

The middle-aged man looked at it angrily, but was suddenly stunned.

He saw that it was indeed the figure in white that blocked the sandstorm, like a magic needle that stabilized the sand sea for dozens of miles...

It is because of the existence of the figure in white.

The sandstorm will stop.

At first he felt that such a terrible sandstorm had suddenly stopped, and he was very relieved.

Logically speaking, such a horrific sandstorm shouldn't stop so quickly...

But he was in a hurry to save people and didn't think much about it.

There is no time to look at the sky.

The most important thing is that the white figure that suppressed the sandstorm did not emit any aura fluctuations.

How does this make people feel?
That’s why the middle-aged man was stunned, unable to understand how the white figure in the night sky could suppress such a terrifying sandstorm?
The figure in white was motionless, like a vast mountain.

Grind the heaven and earth!

At this moment, the white figure in the night sky deeply shocked everyone.

The middle-aged man was even more horrified. He couldn't figure out what kind of horrible existence was in the night sky.

Without exerting any strength, he was able to suppress the terrifying sandstorm.

Can this great sage do it?
He was just a marginal scholar and didn't know much about it, but he felt it was unlikely.

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan called Jiuge and Qingmang.

"Jiuge, hurry up and save them. There must be many people buried under the yellow sand." Feng Qingyan did not move, still hanging in the night sky, suppressing the terrifying sandstorm.

"Ok sir."

Jiuge immediately closed his eyes to sense the breath of life under the Yellow Sea, and then controlled the yellow sand to bring up the buried person.

Qing Mang ran around to see if there was anyone around.

As one person after another was carried up by the yellow sand, everyone suddenly came to their senses and started to give their companions water or pinch their Ren Zhong points.

"My name is Chen Shuo. I am here to meet you, sir, and to thank you for saving my life."

At this moment, the middle-aged man bowed respectfully towards Feng Qingyan in the night sky.

"You're welcome, Mr. Chen."

Feng Qingyan smiled calmly.

And at this time.

Jiuge rescued more and more people, but there were several people who could not be found. They might have been blown hundreds of miles away.

The desert is too big and too hard to find.

Even Jiuge was powerless at this moment. After all, it was not his burial mountain, and he could not monitor every move within a hundred miles.

Even if you are willing to spend time looking for it, you may be dead by the time you find it.

"Let's go."

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment and said.

Jiuge didn't say anything, just nodded to everyone and left.

At this moment, Chen Shuo and the others had not yet come to their senses. They were deeply shocked by Jiuge's speed of saving people. Who was this handsome young man with delicate features, red lips and white teeth? How did he know there was someone under the sand? Moreover, the sand was sent up automatically...

However, when Feng Qingyan left, he uttered the word "Zhen".

The power of this word "Zhen" is not very strong, but it is enough to resist the sandstorm.

So at this moment, everyone saw the word "Zhen" (town) hanging in the night sky, as tall as a person.

The word "Zhen" did not emit any aura, nor any aura of power fluctuations, but it suppressed the terrifying sandstorm, shocking Chen Shuo and others.

"Could it be that the person who saved my life is the writer?"

Someone asked curiously.

"It doesn't seem like it."

"If it's not the Book, then what is it?"

"It's strange. The sandstorm was suppressed, but there was no aura at all. How did they do that?"

No one could figure it out.

"By the way, what's your name?" someone suddenly asked, and then became a little anxious, "May I ask your name?"

There was no response in the night.

Chen Shuo came back to his senses, slapped himself hard, and hurriedly chased after him.

But where is the figure in white in the night?
And at this time.

Feng Qingyan walked forward step by step in the night.

Although sandstorms were still raging across the world, Feng Qingyan was as solid as a rock, suppressing the yellow sand within a radius of dozens of miles.

While the wind and sand were raging across the world, he was honing his gentlemanly character.

A gentleman is as still as a mountain.

Zhen Wanli!
He was trying to fight against the sandstorm that was raging across thousands of miles of yellow sand.

If it was just a sandstorm, he could smash it to pieces in an instant, but if it was a sandstorm covering a thousand miles, he would not be able to resist it at all.

Fortunately, the sandstorm that covered thousands of miles was unable to gather into a force.

However, in Feng Qingyan's heart, the sandstorm covering thousands of miles had power, a power of heaven and earth.

If the sandstorm had no power, it would not be able to fight against him at all, and he would not be able to temper his gentlemanly demeanor through the thousands of miles of sandstorm.

Some things cannot be done just by thinking about them.

There are some things you never think about unless you encounter a special situation.

For example at this moment.

Feng Qingyan had never thought about tempering his gentlemanly qualities, nor did he know that his gentlemanly qualities could be used in this way.

It’s because of the arrival of the sandstorm.

Then he will have a flash of inspiration.

Otherwise, he would never realize that a gentleman, when still, is like a mountain; when moving, is like thunder.

This is a very rare opportunity.

It can be used to train a gentleman to be as still as a mountain and able to control thousands of miles.

He felt that the gentleman's immovable presence was very domineering and very useful...

He felt that one day, when he appeared on the battlefield, the suspended enemies would fall like raindrops.

Moreover, it controls an area of ​​thousands of miles and no one can resist it.

This move is indeed very domineering, and perhaps it can be integrated into "Sitting and Discussing the Tao" and become the third chapter.

As for the verbal sparring in the second chapter, all it needs is the word "kill", and no extra moves are needed.

The killing technique is equally overbearing.

night sky.

Feng Qingyan stepped into the air step by step.

On the yellow sand, Qing Mang was pulling the ox cart while looking up at the figure in white.

Jiuge sat on the shaft of the cart, his chin resting on his hands.

Do not know why.

He suddenly wanted to put on a beautiful dress and dance in the vast yellow sand, preferably under the moonlight...

But the gentleman won't agree.

It's annoying.

Hmm hmm...

I want to wear beautiful dresses more and more, what should I do?
How to do?
Jiuge felt itchy in his heart.

At this moment, he saw the gentleman walking in the night sky with an extremely focused expression, as if he was oblivious to the world.

Sir, you wouldn't notice it, would you?

Certainly not.

Sir, you should be tempering yourself into a gentleman who is as still as a mountain.

He glanced at Qingmang.

Qing Mang won't say anything, and I only wear it in the car, not outside...

So, he immediately returned to the oxcart and took out several sets of beautiful dresses from his scroll. But after choosing and choosing, he still didn't know which one to wear, after all, each dress was so beautiful and was specially made by him...

Wear each set for a while?
Jiuge thought so and immediately smiled.

When he picked up a red and white matching dress, he quickly put it on, then took out rouge, powder, mirror, eyebrow pencil, etc., and began to concentrate on putting on makeup.

After finishing his makeup, he held the mirror and looked at it for a long time, his eyes like peach blossoms.

He was struck by his own beauty.

"Jiuge, you are so beautiful..."

Shortly after.

Jiuge quietly lifted the curtain of the car and saw that the gentleman was still walking in the night sky, seemingly in a state of oblivion of both himself and the world, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he wore a beautiful dress and put on the most beautiful makeup.

So he couldn't hold it in the car anymore.

You must dance!
He looked at the night sky again, and finally decided to come out, walk to the yellow sand, and dance under the moon.

When he walked out of the ox cart, Qing Mang didn't pay any attention at all, and kept looking at the white figure in the night sky.

"Jiuge, your majesty's gentlemanly aura is as immovable as a mountain, and it is becoming more and more powerful, suppressing the area within a radius of hundreds of miles..."

Qing Mang said as he walked.

And at this time.

Jiuge appeared silently on a sand dune. After looking at the white figure in the night sky and the cold moonlight, he couldn't control his inner excitement and slowly jumped up.

His dancing was very gentle...

It's like a little elf dancing under the moon, or like a beautiful girl crying and complaining.

Qing Mang's entire attention was focused on the white figure in the night sky. He paid no attention to Jiuge or the dancing figure on the sand dunes in the distance.

Jiuge danced faster and faster, and became sadder and sadder.

His dance moves were so graceful, like an elf dancing, that even the bright moon was eclipsed.

But no one was watching.

Moreover, the gentleman would not agree, nor would he sit in the audience, applauding him and being fascinated by his dancing...

"Nine songs?"

Qing Mang called out several times, but didn't hear Jiuge's response, so he turned around and looked.

Just then he saw a beautiful girl dancing on the yellow sand under the moonlight on the sand dunes far behind him, which made Qingmang's eyes widen.

The beautiful bride is very beautiful.

However, it recognized it was Jiuge at the second glance...

It was really scared by Jiuge.

Could it be that Jiuge is actually a woman, but has always dressed like a boy?

It shouldn't be.

Qing Mang frowned.

After a while, Jiuge finished the dance and felt extremely happy, but it was a pity that the teacher was not on the stage.

and so.

He has always had a wish, which is to see the gentleman in the audience and applaud him.

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