Chapter 1168 There is an academy called Sandalwood Academy
At this moment, Huangquan Road was finally completely completed, filling in some indispensable functions of the underworld. However, Feng Qingyan was not happy. Although his face was calm and his whole person was integrated with the heaven and earth, he felt a little sad in his heart.
Maybe it’s because Hibiscus flower is too sad and beautiful.
At the moment when the flowers on the other side bloom, at the source of the Wangchuan River, there is a steady stream of dead souls appearing along with the yellow spring water. It can be said that there are countless souls, and they are so densely packed that they almost fill the Wangchuan River.
The Wangchuan River is very big and long.
Even the section of the Wangchuan River at its source was measured in units of thousands of miles, but the dead souls of many races appeared in an instant.
One hundred thousand?
million?
No!
Instead, it is measured in units of billions and tens of billions.
At this moment, it seems that the Wangchuan River has finally connected to the heavens, attracting the souls of the dead who have wandered in the heavens and the world but have never returned. Many of the souls in the Wangchuan River are very peaceful, as if they are soaking in a hot spring.
Like.
They did not struggle and flowed downstream silently.
He seemed to accept everything quietly.
but.
Most of the dead souls are struggling.
They don't want to enter the netherworld, let alone fall into the Wangchuan River. For them, this is hell.
It is indeed hell.
Although they had wandered across the heavens and the world before, they wished and believed that this was their resting place.
Even heaven.
At this moment, many powerful and unwilling dead souls roared out of the river. However, the yellow spring water of the Wangchuan River seemed like rootless water, capable of trapping everything, including power...
Even if they have heavenly cultivation, they will not be able to display it in the Wangchuan River. Moreover, the harder they struggle, the harder they sink, and the faster they sink, the greater the damage will be to them.
"Let me out quickly!"
One day, the dead soul of a god roared, extremely angry. It was a dead soul at the level of an immortal god, and did not take anything in the world seriously.
After all, devas are the overlords of all heavens and realms. Who dares to be an enemy of devas?
Although it is said that the Celestial Race has indeed suffered a lot of losses during this period of time, he is only an immortal god and knows the specific casualties.
The Human Emperor Sword is indeed powerful, but doesn’t it completely dissipate?
The Sky Patrol Army is the strongest!
"I am a heavenly being, let me out quickly, or I will destroy you all." The dead soul of the heavenly being roared, still struggling, but found that he was sinking faster, so he quickly stopped.
Around him, there were not only the dead souls of the Celestial Clan, but also the dead souls of the Three-Eyed Clan, and the dead souls of the Blue-Scale Giant Crocodile Clan. At this moment, many dead souls were roaring, struggling, and trying to escape, but unfortunately they all failed.
This made the dead souls of the gods a little shocked. There was something wrong with the river water.
Something is very wrong.
"There is something wrong with this river. It seems to be the legendary rootless water that can trap everything, including strength and souls." A dead soul from the Three-Eyed Clan shouted, "Everyone, stop now and don't move anymore. If you move more, you will
It will sink deeper."
"Hmph, what kind of rootless water? Look at me."
There are ghosts of giant green-scaled crocodiles who do not believe in evil and swim quickly towards the river. After all, they are considered aquatic people and are naturally good at water. The idea of rootless water is absolutely nonsense. Where can such water exist in the world?
If there was, they would have found it long ago.
"Don't move!"
At this moment, another dead soul of the giant green-scaled crocodile shouted, "You must not move. The more you move, the deeper you will sink and you will eventually be unable to surface."
But at this time, it was too late. The giant crocodile had already started swimming with all its strength, and the dead souls around him saw him sinking little by little.
No matter what he does, he can't float again.
This caused the expressions of the dead souls around to change greatly.
In just a moment, the ghost of the giant blue-scaled crocodile had completely sunk into the river, but he was not dead. However, the ghosts around him noticed that his face gradually became confused, but there was still an indescribable expression in the confusion.
Very weird.
However, as time goes by.
They found that even if they didn't move and kept quiet, they were still sinking a little bit.
"What kind of river is this? Where does it flow?"
One day, the soul of the deceased asked, "I have a bad feeling that this river will take us to a terrible place, and we will never have peace from now on."
"I have this hunch too."
"what to do?"
The dead souls in the river became increasingly restless and regretful.
"What happened to them? How can they get ashore?" After a while, some dead souls noticed that there were actually dead souls who could get ashore. "Is it possible to get ashore there?"
"It shouldn't be."
"Look, it seems that more and more souls are coming ashore."
"Swim over quickly."
"No, it will sink..."
"If you don't swim, you will sink. Try your best, otherwise you will die. I always feel that this river is scary..."
"tour!"
Many dead souls swam toward the shore, but they sank quickly, and no one succeeded.
However, there are obviously dead souls who can swim and even swim ashore. Why can't they swim? Let alone get ashore?
What's the matter?
In the Wangchuan River, there are indeed many dead souls who can come ashore. It seems that there are still a lot of them, one after another.
However, from a total perspective, it is less than one ten thousandth
After these dead souls came ashore, they looked around in confusion, but they were immediately attracted by the sad and beautiful flowers on the other side of the river, and could not look away. At this moment, they seemed to be stunned, making the dead souls in the river confused.
Most of the dead souls in the Forgotten River can hardly see the flowers on the bank.
At this moment, the ghost agents on Huangquan Road were a little stunned when they saw a large number of dead souls crawling on the shore.
"How is this going?"
"No, the soul has escaped. Go report it quickly."
A ghost officer ignored the souls he was escorting and hurried to the shore, but there were too many souls ashore.
At a glance, I saw that the long river bank was full of dead souls.
This immediately gave them a headache.
This kind of situation has been discovered before, but very few souls can successfully come ashore. How many souls have come ashore now?
At a glance, it was estimated that there were at least a million. Moreover, there were still souls floating ashore in the river.
Although there are many ghosts on the Huangquan Road, they all have their own tasks and there are no idle ghosts.
However, at this moment, Niutou and Mamian came quickly, followed by a large number of ghosts, and soon crossed the Naihe Bridge.
"Escort all the dead souls who come ashore to Huangquan Road."
Bull head and horse face order.
The ghost took action immediately. The soul-catching chain in his hand seemed to turn into a black snake, wrapping up one dead soul after another and dragging it towards Huangquan Road.
A soul-catching chain can hook dozens or hundreds of dead souls.
"It's strange, what's going on? How come so many dead souls suddenly appeared in the Wangchuan River?" Ma Mian said with some surprise. With a wave of the steel hairpin in his hand, thousands of dead souls were captured by him.
Throw it on the Huangquan Road.
"It looks like there are indeed many, but the world is really too big."
Niutou said.
"Indeed." Ma Mian nodded and said, "Actually, these dead souls are just a drop in the ocean compared to the living creatures in the world."
"The Wangchuan River should connect all the heavens in the world." Niutou thought for a while and said, "This time, I will be very busy."
"We are only responsible for chasing souls and catching souls. Fortunately, the ones who are busy should be the Tenth Palace, especially His Highness Wu Guan." Ma Mian said, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the Bana Flower, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "This Bana Flower is really beautiful."
It's so beautiful that even a rough guy like me, Lao Ma, can't control it."
"Hey, it's true."
Niutou nodded and was quickly attracted to the Biangan flower.
But fortunately, Hibiscus flower has little impact on them, otherwise Guizhao would not be able to work.
At this time, Feng Qingyan finally left the sea of flowers and returned to the world of the underworld. As for the affairs of the underworld, he did not need to personally manage them. With the clone Yama here, he did not need to worry about it.
He returned to Jieshan Pass, came to Tiannan, looked at Yan Qing who was still dead, and left after a while.
If Yan Qing wakes up one day, it means that the emperor has returned, and it also means that destiny has happened...
That is to say, the moment Yan Qing comes, it means that the emperor returns with control of the Great Divine Will, and Yan Qing also controls the Great Destiny and wakes up.
And he has mastered the Great Reincarnation Technique.
When the three arts appear in the world and unite into one, it is the time to kill Dayan Tian.
But now, he needs to carefully travel the world of Kyushu to perfect his soul. Moreover, he can also continue to build the City God's Mansion in Kyushu while walking around the world.
In just a moment, he had already passed Zhennan Pass and arrived at the huge heaven.
The heaven is very prosperous, with many cities and sacred mountains.
During this period of time, countless spiritual geniuses have emerged in the heaven, and each of them is a peerless genius that was rarely seen in thousands or even ten thousand years.
But now, it comes out like it's free of money.
Even many middle-aged and elderly practitioners have made rapid progress in recent times and have made breakthroughs in their cultivation.
Suddenly, many gods appeared in the heaven.
This is a prosperous era of spiritual practice.
As for how this "prosperous age of practice" came about, Feng Qingyan knows best. The first is the Human Emperor, and the second is the Bird Official Holy Emperor...
It was the two of them who created this prosperous age of spiritual practice.
However, after Feng Qingyan came to the heaven, he was a little confused and didn't know where to go. After he returned to Kyushu, he felt that he had no place to go...
The world is so big, where is my home?
He stood there quietly.
Although there are countless cities, countless houses, and countless sects in his eyes, none of them belong to him, and they are all extremely strange.
After a while, he walked from south to north, then from north to east, and then to west, almost measuring the heaven with his feet. However, he found that his soul had not been sublimated, and his soul had not been perfected.
.
In his previous feeling, as long as he walked through the Nine Provinces, his soul would be perfected. But now, he has walked through the heavens, but it has no effect at all. Why? His previous feeling was not wrong.
Then you can only make a mistake.
So he walked again.
Or not.
Two times, three times, four times.
In the end, it still didn't work. His soul still had not been sublimated, and his soul had not been completely perfected, let alone completed.
"Why?"
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on a sacred mountain, looking at the colorful sea of clouds and saying to himself, "Am I not walking carefully? I have been walking very carefully, measuring step by step..."
I deduced it again in my mind, and the answer I got was to travel to Kyushu.
Only by traveling across the Kyushu can the soul be perfected.
"Do you want to visit the entire Kyushu? The world of heaven is too small?"
Feng Qingyan thought about it, then left the heaven and walked to other worlds at a very fast speed. It is not good if the speed is not fast. After all, the world of Kyushu is too big and there are countless small worlds. If it is measured step by step, how many years and months will it take?
If you were to walk like an ordinary practitioner, you would not be able to travel all the nine states in ten thousand years.
In Kyushu, there are at least dozens of worlds with an area of large world level. After all, it was once the largest world in the world, consisting of ten giant worlds and countless small worlds. Even at the end of the ancient times, people were
It was destroyed, but it was still huge, but now, most of the world is no longer suitable for survival.
A few months later.
Feng Qingyan basically traveled through Kyushu and returned to the heaven again. However, there was still no effect at all...
In fact, he had already felt it while walking.
After all, many small worlds pass by in a flash. If you stay for a few days or even a few years, you won't be able to leave at all.
At this moment he realized that something was wrong with his thinking.
This "walking" does not necessarily mean walking through all of Kyushu, but returning home during the walking process...
That is, the heart has a destination.
The heart returns.
Although everything he had done since he woke up under the Shen Burial Mountain was for Kyushu and the Kyushu people. However, when he returned to Kyushu, he found that he could not find his heart's home in Kyushu.
Wherever you go, how can your soul be sublimated?
How does the soul achieve perfection?
"My heart is at home..."
Feng Qingyan said softly, he understood.
However, understanding is one thing, and doing it is another. Just because he understands it does not mean he can do it.
His heart now has nowhere to go.
At this moment, he opened his eyes to look at the heaven and Kyushu, but found that his heart had nowhere to rest. Naturally, he wanted to put his heart in Kyushu, anywhere in Kyushu, so that his heart would have a home, but he couldn't.
How to let go if your heart doesn’t return?
But if you don’t let go, how can you return?
He was stunned for a moment. Isn't this an endless cycle? His heart will never be at ease and will never have anywhere to go.
"Ha ha--"
Feng Qingyan laughed loudly, as if he was mocking.
"Who is disturbing my dream?"
A shout came up from the foot of the sacred mountain, and as soon as a "boom" came out, a powerful figure flew out, which was an existence at the level of an immortal god. An old man with disheveled hair said displeasedly to Feng Qingyan: "You...
Little baby, why are you laughing so hard?"
"You're laughing at me for being stupid."
Feng Qingyan smiled and suddenly disappeared.
This made the old man stunned for a moment, and he was suddenly startled, and his soul trembled. This was an existence at the level of an emperor.
Fortunately, I didn't do anything excessive, otherwise I would have been slapped to death.
After Feng Qingyan disappeared, he didn't think about where he was going.
He shields himself from all consciousness and thoughts, and makes choices based on the deepest feelings in his heart. He doesn't know which small world or world he will appear in...
Shortly after.
He appears in a small world.
In fact, this world is not small, it is just small compared to him. This is a world where Confucianism is prevalent, but the power is not very strong...
In addition to Confucianism, there are also Taoism, Buddhism, fairies and ghosts, etc.