It seems that more and more dead souls are slowly recovering their memories...
This surprised Feng Qingyan.
Why?
He was a little confused.
Moreover, as time passed, he found that more and more dead souls gathered under Feng Mountain.
He walked down Fengshan Mountain and looked around, and found that many dead souls were unconsciously walking towards Fengshan Mountain, as if something was attracting them.
At this time, he stared at Fengshan Mountain from a distance.
What power does Fengshan have to restore the consciousness and memory of the dead?
Why not before?
Is it Miss Yaoyao or him?
At this moment, he was suddenly startled. Could it be because of himself? In his previous life, he seemed to be the Lord of the Underworld. Could it be that there was some mysterious power hidden in him?
Can the soul of the dead be restored to consciousness and memory?
Several days passed.
The dead souls on Feng Mountain were indeed slowly recovering their consciousness and memory, which made Feng Qingyan feel happy, and he immediately rushed back to Wanli Changting.
"What happened to the Righteous One?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
In the Ghost Suppression Hall, a Confucian sage personally guarded the Lord to prevent accidents from happening to the Lord of Righteousness. When he saw Feng Qingyan coming back from the netherworld, he couldn't help but feel happy and said: "The Holy Pen can only suppress it, but Lord of Righteousness is fine for the time being."
Feng Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Canonization kill 'Weird'?"
Confucian great sage asked.
"The murderous aura burst out by the evil spirit is so strong that it can be sensed from a distance." Feng Qingyan shook his head, walked into the back hall and came to the couch, where he saw the great righteous master lying quietly on the couch.
The Confucian sage nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Master, where is Zuo Shazai?"
Feng Qingyan turned around and asked.
"Young Master Zuo has returned to Tianguan Hall."
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At this time, a few more rays of holy power accumulated in Feng Qingyan Wen Palace. They did not expel them immediately, but only used the holy pen to write two words.
Suppression——
A few rays of holy power are not enough to drive away the strange aura.
"Master, there is no news about the leader?"
Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and said.
"The leader has gone east."
The Confucian sage pondered for a while, his face became a little solemn, as if he was worried about something.
"Going east?"
Feng Qingyan was a little confused and asked: "The same goes for the two leaders of Mo Fa?"
The Confucian sage nodded and said nothing more.
Going east?
To the east of Zhou Tianxia is the endless East China Sea.
After a while, he left the back hall, asked the people in the Ghost Suppression Hall, and then came to a courtyard in the city.
"Youyou, do you know what song I am playing?"
In the yard, Ziyaqin was playing the piano, and a young woman stood next to her. However, the woman's eyes were a little dull, and her expression was a little dazed, as if she didn't hear anything.
But Ziyaqin was not disappointed and continued to play.
At this time, Feng Qingyan stood outside the yard and discovered that Bai You's soul had returned to his physical body...
Originally, he planned to take Baiyou's soul to Fengshan Mountain to see if he could recover his consciousness and memory, but when the soul returned to his physical body, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave again.
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment, then knocked on the door and went in to spend a while with Ziyaqin.
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On Feng Mountain.
It seems that more and more dead souls are slowly recovering their memories...
This surprised Feng Qingyan.
Why?
He was a little confused.
Moreover, as time passed, he found that more and more dead souls gathered under Feng Mountain.
He walked down Fengshan Mountain and looked around, and found that many dead souls were unconsciously walking towards Fengshan Mountain, as if something was attracting them.
At this time, he stared at Fengshan Mountain from a distance.
What power does Fengshan have to restore the consciousness and memory of the dead?
Why not before?
Is it Miss Yaoyao or him?
At this moment, he was suddenly startled. Could it be because of himself? In his previous life, he seemed to be the Lord of the Underworld. Could it be that there was some mysterious power hidden in him?
Can the soul of the dead be restored to consciousness and memory?
Several days passed.
The dead souls on Feng Mountain were indeed slowly recovering their consciousness and memory, which made Feng Qingyan feel happy, and he immediately rushed back to Wanli Changting.
"What happened to the Righteous One?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
In the Ghost Suppression Hall, a Confucian sage personally guarded the Lord to prevent accidents from happening to the Lord of Righteousness. When he saw Feng Qingyan coming back from the netherworld, he couldn't help but feel happy and said: "The Holy Pen can only suppress it, but Lord of Righteousness is fine for the time being."
Feng Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Canonization kill 'Weird'?"
Confucian great sage asked.
"The murderous aura burst out by the evil spirit is so strong that it can be sensed from a distance." Feng Qingyan shook his head, walked into the back hall and came to the couch, where he saw the great righteous master lying quietly on the couch.
The Confucian sage nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Master, where is Zuo Shazai?"
Feng Qingyan turned around and asked.
"Young Master Zuo has returned to Tianguan Hall."
The Confucian Way of Great Virtue.
At this time, a few more rays of holy power accumulated in Feng Qingyan Wen Palace. They did not expel them immediately, but only used the holy pen to write two words.
Suppression——
A few rays of holy power are not enough to drive away the strange aura.
"Master, there is no news about the leader?"
Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and said.
"The leader has gone east."
The Confucian sage pondered for a while, his face became a little solemn, as if he was worried about something.
"Going east?"
Feng Qingyan was a little confused and asked: "The same goes for the two leaders of Mo Fa?"
The Confucian sage nodded and said nothing more.
Going east?
To the east of Zhou Tianxia is the endless East China Sea.
After a while, he left the back hall, asked the people in the Ghost Suppression Hall, and then came to a courtyard in the city.
"Youyou, do you know what song I am playing?"
In the yard, Ziyaqin was playing the piano, and a young woman stood next to her. However, the woman's eyes were a little dull, and her expression was a little dazed, as if she didn't hear anything.
But Ziyaqin was not disappointed and continued to play.
At this time, Feng Qingyan stood outside the yard and discovered that Bai You's soul had returned to his physical body...
Originally, he planned to take Baiyou's soul to Fengshan Mountain to see if he could recover his consciousness and memory, but when the soul returned to his physical body, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave again.
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment, then knocked on the door and went in to spend a while with Ziyaqin.
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The Confucian sage pondered for a while, his face became a little solemn, as if he was worried about something.
"Going east?"
Feng Qingyan was a little confused and asked: "The same goes for the two leaders of Mo Fa?"
The Confucian sage nodded and said nothing more.
Going east?
To the east of Zhou Tianxia is the endless East China Sea.
After a while, he left the back hall, asked the people in the Ghost Suppression Hall, and then came to a courtyard in the city.
"Youyou, do you know what song I am playing?"
In the yard, Ziyaqin was playing the piano, and a young woman stood next to her. However, the woman's eyes were a little dull, and her expression was a little dazed, as if she didn't hear anything.
But Ziyaqin was not disappointed and continued to play.
At this time, Feng Qingyan stood outside the yard and discovered that Bai You's soul had returned to his physical body...
Originally, he planned to take Baiyou's soul to Fengshan Mountain to see if he could recover his consciousness and memory, but when the soul returned to his physical body, he was afraid that he would not be able to leave again.
Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment, then knocked on the door and went in to spend a while with Ziyaqin.