Chapter 1021 Take the hair as the thread and the leather as the sail
In a lonely universe.
The dilapidated holy ship of the disciples was dim and lay still, while the dirty holy sail was torn into strips and hung down like rags.
There are broken sacred bones on the hull and there are traces of sword battles.
The originally holy and flawless holy ship was not only stained with domineering and evil black blood, but also entangled with all kinds of weird and filthy things.
The second disciple's star was also hanging motionless, but it was like a "planet" that came to life, exuding a unique breath of life. At this moment, it transformed into a mouth, eyes, ears, etc., curiously observing the saint ships of the disciples.
Although Feng Qingyan has been teaching for more than two years, he has already gotten to know boats and knows what they are.
But this was the first time I saw the real thing.
So full of curiosity.
He also spoke to the Holy Ships of All Saints from time to time, but unfortunately he received no response, which made him a little unhappy.
I think the Holy Ships of the Masters don't like it.
But in the blink of an eye, two days had passed, and the second disciple Xingchen finally realized that his teacher was missing.
"teacher?"
It suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly, "Where are you? Teacher? Don't you want the stars? Teacher? You said that you want to take the stars away to the realm of life to see more lives and appreciate different things."
Style..."
but.
The second disciple Xingchen shouted for a long time, but got no response from the teacher. The whole "ball" was sad.
Looking very disappointed.
"teacher……"
It shouted anxiously and kept observing the surrounding space, looking for the teacher, but unfortunately it still could not be found.
It became extremely anxious.
"Ship, do you know where my teacher is going?"
Xingchen asked the saint ships, but also received no response, so the whole "ball" trembled.
After a while.
It said to the Saint Boat of All Philosophers: "Ship, I'm going to find my teacher. Do you want to go with me?"
The Holy Ship of the Masters still did not move.
Xingchen paid no attention to it, and the whole "ball" kept vibrating, trying to move in the direction where Feng Qingyan flew upside down.
but.
It's really too slow.
After shaking for a long time, it moved forward tens of thousands of miles, which is roughly equivalent to its seven or eight body positions.
Although it is an emperor-level life, it does not mean it has emperor-level combat power.
"teacher……"
The stars moved forward and kept calling loudly.
Several days passed.
It only moved hundreds of thousands of miles.
This speed is indeed too slow for the dry universe.
But Feng Qingyan can travel hundreds of millions of miles in one step, which is simply incomparable.
"teacher?"
Xingchen became more and more anxious, and the whole "ball" became confused.
Or.
It has never had an opinion of its own.
In a sense, it was born not long ago, and only after it condenses its soul can it be considered life in the true sense.
"The teacher is here."
When Xingchen was in a panic.
A faint voice sounded from the darkness in the distance and fell on the "heart" of the stars, feeling as comfortable as drinking the elixir.
This made him feel excited all over.
"teacher!"
Xingchen was extremely excited and moved towards Feng Qingyan with crazy shaking.
At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his second disciple could still walk.
"I have flown a little far as my master. It will take some time to come back."
Feng Qingyan's figure suddenly appeared in front of the stars, with a faint smile on his face.
"Teacher, you said that you would take your disciples to the realm of life, to see all kinds of lives and appreciate the elegance of different worlds."
Xingchen said with a somewhat anxious look.
"Of course I won't leave you alone as a teacher." Feng Qingyan nodded with a smile and said, "Have you always been able to walk?"
"walk?"
Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and soon understood, and said a little disappointedly: "I should have always been able to do it, but the disciple walks very slowly and cannot be as fast as the teacher..."
"No rush, take your time."
Feng Qingyan comforted him, and his eyes fell on the holy boats of the disciples.
The cracks in the void outside the saint ships have long since disappeared and have completely healed.
At this time, even he could not tear apart the space of the deserted universe. It seemed that the space of the deserted universe contained rules that were different from those of other worlds.
Even he has trouble understanding these rules.
Very mysterious.
The most important thing is that these rules are hidden deeply, making it difficult for him to discover...
If he discovers it and lets him capture it, he may be able to analyze it and slowly understand it. If he understands it, he will naturally be able to tear apart the space of the dead universe at will and shuttle through the void...
In fact, he already roughly knows where the rules of the dry universe are hidden, most likely hidden in the void.
It's just a pity.
He cannot tear apart space and enter the void.
This made him shake his head.
With his thoughts withdrawn, his eyes fell quietly on the holy boats of the saints.
The ship was really dilapidated and rotten, and it was deliberately smeared with all kinds of weird and filthy things by unknown enemies.
"Masters, are you here?"
Feng Qingyan walked step by step to the Saint Boat of the Masters and spoke softly.
The disciples did not respond, but Xingchen asked curiously: "Teacher, what kind of ship is this? Why does the disciple feel that it is strange? It seems to be alive, but it seems to be dead. Is it the same life as the disciple?"
"This is the holy ship transformed by the disciples..." Feng Qingyan said softly, "Although they are dead, they are still alive and have always been alive..."
"Dead and alive again?"
Xingchen doesn't quite understand.
"All the disciples died, only their bodies, but their thoughts are eternal!"
Seal Qingyan Road.
He looked at the decaying holy ship in silence, and no longer paid attention to the various problems of the stars.
After a while.
Boarding the holy ship step by step...
He came to the deck and looked at the broken holy bones, torn holy sails, and the overbearing and evil black blood...
but.
He didn't clean it up immediately, but a millstone suddenly appeared behind him.
The millstone is slowly rotating.
During the rotation process, the millstone bursts out with the mysterious breath of reincarnation.
as time goes by.
The breath of reincarnation gradually became stronger, like a faint black mist, covering the holy ship...
"Teacher, what kind of smell is this?"
The second disciple Xingchen asked curiously, feeling the breath of reincarnation and having a feeling that he couldn't explain.
It feels that its soul seems to be trembling...
Desire is like being attached to.
"The breath of reincarnation."
Feng Qingyan said calmly.
When the aura of reincarnation enveloped the holy ship, blurry scenes appeared on the holy ship...
Feng Qingyan squinted his eyes and stared at the scene on the holy ship.
He saw terrifying figures descending on the holy ship one after another, fighting with the disciples...
The time span of these scenes is somewhat large.
Some scenes seem to be from not too long ago.
For example, he vaguely saw a terrifying rhinoceros-like life, which should be the supreme life that had fought across the void before.
Some of the sacred bones on the holy ship were broken by it.
It also seems to want to dismantle the holy ship.
Fortunately, he called the Holy Ship in time and called it three times in a row, finally taking the Holy Ship back from the hands of the Supreme Being.
And at that time.
The Holy Ships of the various disciples have long been exhausted and cannot fight anymore.
"What race is this rhinoceros? It shouldn't be easy to become a Heavenly Lord."
Feng Qingyan thought seriously, but it was a pity that his memory of the Earth Emperor had not recovered, otherwise he would definitely know the information about the rhinoceros.
Able to step into the realm of refining the Tao and become a deity in all heavens and realms.
There must be something extraordinary.
and.
He must have lived a long time.
It is very likely that it is life from the ancient times, and it may even be life from before the ancient times.
After all, it was in ancient times.
Many lives are uniquely endowed with indescribable luck and potential, compared to those from ancient times.
Maybe it has more advantages.
so.
Feng Qingyan guessed.
It is possible that most of the supreme beings in the heavens and worlds today are beings from the ancient times and before the ancient times.
And the life after the ancient times only accounts for a small part.
Whether it was the Emperor of Earth in his previous life, the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Humans, or even the Twelve Heaven-defying Emperors, they were all beings from time immemorial.
At this time, his eyes moved away from the rhinoceros and fell on other pictures.
Some pictures.
It seems to have happened tens of millions of years ago...
The larger the time span, the less clear the picture becomes.
Moreover, the strength of the descending figure will also affect the clarity of the picture.
"Sure enough, there is a Celestial Race..."
After a while.
Feng Qingyan discovered the Celestial Clan in the picture.
The evil black blood, weird and filthy things on the holy ship are basically the fault of the Celestials.
"The Celestial Race..."
He closed his eyes, and his originally peaceful and peaceful body gradually burst out with strong murderous aura.
Then the murderous intent was overwhelming.
It's like breaking through the empty space of the dull universe.
It's mighty, extremely domineering, extremely intense, and it's madly impacting the dry space.
This is extremely murderous intent!
Under the extremely murderous aura, even the stars trembled a little and looked at Feng Qingyan in shock. It seemed that they did not expect that the teacher who had always been gentle and elegant would have such a murderous side...
Rumble!
The black murderous aura became more and more solid, as if it had turned into substance.
Rolling out from Feng Qingyan's body, the surrounding space shook, as if it was about to be torn apart.
However, the extremely murderous aura did not rise to the sky in the end.
And it burst out in an instant.
It was as if it turned into countless black lights and suddenly landed on the holy ship.
Naturally, the extremely murderous aura does not go towards the holy ship, but towards the evil black blood, weird and filthy stuff on the holy ship.
Whether it's black blood or dirt, it's very difficult to clean up.
Only by completely "killing" them can we really clean them up, otherwise it will be like gangrene attached to the bones.
When the extreme murderous aura falls, he immediately starts fighting against the evil black blood, weird filth.
Zizzi!
But after a while.
The evil black blood, weird and filthy that had been entangled in the holy ship was finally strangled by the murderous aura of the extreme.
So they fell off one after another.
call!
Feng Qingyan blew.
The debris was immediately blown out of the holy ship.
However, there are still some places that require Feng Qingyan's personal inspection before he can discover the problem.
It takes about half a day.
He finally cleaned up the black blood and filth on the holy ships of the saints. At this moment, his eyes fell on the broken holy sails...
This is no longer the scope of work of Ji Dao Murderous Qi.
The extreme murderous energy can strangle the evil black blood and remove the strange filth, but it cannot repair the broken holy sail.
Feng Qingyan stared at it for a moment, then pulled a piece of hair from his head.
Use hair as a line.
Piece by piece, piece by piece, the broken sacred sail was sewn together.
but.
After he sewed up all the fragments and strips of cloth, the holy sail was still missing, leaving several big holes.
I don’t know where these holy skins fell, but they were taken away.
"Teacher, there are still a few holes in the sail..."
The stars speak in time.
"Master knows."
Feng Qingyan responded thoughtfully, then closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
When he opened his eyes, he cut off a few pieces of skin from his body and used his own skin to be used by the Holy Sail...
Perhaps my own skin is more terrifying than the holy skin.
Whether it's defense or power, it may be far beyond what the Holy Skin can match.
but.
This is the holy ship of all the disciples.
This is the Vast Sea Divine Boat.
This is the ship of civilization.
It not only travels through time and enters dreams, but also lights up the fire of civilization and is a holy ship of thought that spreads civilization.
Your own skin is not a holy skin, and it may destroy the sanctity of the saint ships.
On the contrary, the Holy Ship of the various disciples will not be able to exert its due power, and it may even cause the Holy Ship of the various disciples to mutate.
But for now.
Only your own skin can be repaired by the Holy Sail.
He cut off his own skin and was about to patch it up when he suddenly thought of his other identity...
Qin Sheng!
At this moment, he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to play the "Preface" of the Taoist music, hoping to use the holy music to cross his skin and make his skin become a holy skin.
Played again and again.
The skin gradually became holy. Although it lost its power, it gained its holy nature.
as time goes by.
His skin has indeed gradually turned into holy skin.
but.
However, he finally discovered that he could never become the true Holy Skin, which made him a little confused.
So he continued to inject literary articles and thoughts into the quasi-sage skin.
And these articles and thoughts are enough to create a saint.
So the quasi-holy skin finally became a real holy skin.
At this time, he sewed the holy skin to the holy sail, repaired several large holes in the holy sail, and finally repaired the holy sail completely.
Next.
He built up the broken sacred bones one by one.
In the end, there are still a few sacred bones missing. I don’t know where they fell during the battle. However, the missing few sacred bones have little impact for the time being and do not affect navigation...
More than half a month later.
The holy ships of all the disciples have basically been repaired.
However, it was still dim, the disciples did not appear, and the will seemed to have completely disappeared.
This is the most fatal problem.
"The holy power is exhausted..."
Feng Qingyan pursed his lips and said.
The disciples are immortal; they will live in the past, the future, and the present.
As long as there is an injection of holy power, the disciples may appear again.
So Feng Qingyan sat on the deck, recited Confucian classics, and discussed the ways of Taoism alone, showing the power of a gentleman.
This is all conducive to helping the holy ship restore its holy power.
In fact, the best way is for the saint ships of the saints to come to the world of Zhou, to the world where culture and Taoism are prosperous.
Originally he thought of letting the Holy Ships of the Philosophers carry him for a ride, but now instead, he is rescuing the Holy Ships of the Philosophers.
So he separated one figure, and in an instant, thousands of figures fell down.
These figures are either reading aloud, writing, discussing, debating, or reading...
Finally, the saint ship of the saints has regained some luster.
Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment, then let the saint ships of the disciples land on the second disciple, and he once again split into countless figures.
It's like turning the stars into a prosperous world of literature and art.