Feng Qingyan glanced at the dark sky in confusion.
He didn't know that the birth of Zhezui would instantly disturb the entire world and make countless people go crazy.
He naturally knows how precious the position of philosopher is.
Especially in an era when sanctification is impossible, it is even more rare and valuable.
But he didn't know that the birth of the Zhezui would be announced to the world and make the whole world visible. At this time, he saw that the evil ghosts entrenched in the netherworld had been almost cleared away, so he went to Fengshan to have a look.
On the top of Fengshan Mountain, the little lady Yaoyao stood quietly, seeming to be gazing into the distance.
It seems to be waiting for something.
Feng Qingyan stood at the foot of Feng Mountain, frowning and looking confused.
He didn't know what little lady Yaoyao was doing.
Her existence is very strange.
After a moment, his eyes moved away and fell on the dead souls of Fengshan Mountain, and then scanned the Netherworld. In his previous life in the dream, he was the Lord of the Underworld in charge of the underworld, and now he is the Castle God of Qingshan. How could he ignore the Netherworld?
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Naturally, I will make some plans.
If the dead souls in the Netherworld can really regain their consciousness and memory, they may be able to be taken under the banner...
However, this involves two issues, one is the condition of the little lady Yaoyao, and the other is how will Youdu let him occupy Netherworld?
He also controls fifty thousand evil spirits, but he is not afraid of them.
In fact, the most important thing is the Holy Way...
"What are you looking at, little lady Yaoyao?" Feng Qingyan came back from his thoughts and asked with a smile, "Why do you have to stand on the top of Fengshan Mountain all the time?"
The little lady Yaoyao was as cold as ice and didn't even look at her.
"Young lady Yaoyao, are you willing to guard the Netherworld with me?"
Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and said.
Yaoyao remained motionless.
Seeing that Yaoyao ignored her, Feng Qingyan didn't ask any further questions and led the remaining 50,000 evil spirits to the edge of the pit in the depths of the netherworld.
"Evil spirits obey orders."
Feng Qingyan shouted loudly and said: "Guard the pit and kill all the evil spirits that come out of the pit."
Although Fifty Thousand Evil Spirits did not speak, their bodies burst out with terrifying murderous aura, making people tremble with fear.
After a while.
Feng Qingyan left, glanced at Fengshan Mountain, and headed towards the Ghost Land of Huangquan.
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The first city.
The sky is shrouded in eternal black fog, and the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen.
Moreover, starting from the Black and White Gobi, it is no longer the Zhoutianxia, but belongs to the far north. Naturally, the jade tablets floating in the sky cannot be seen.
Therefore, the literati and soldiers guarding the Wanli Changting Pavilion did not know about the emergence of Zhezuo.
But not long after, Da Xian in the First City received the news.
"The birth of a philosopher? How is this possible?"
Daxian was shocked when he received the news, and his heart was filled with waves.
In less than an hour, the news of Zhe's birth spread almost throughout the pavilion. Even the literati who were stationed in Wen Pavilion had learned the news from the traveling envoys.
At this time, on the north wall of the first city, many great sages and scholars looked down at the underworld ghost land below.
The only way for a philosopher to be born in this world is to be canonized.
Although the canonization is a virtual saint.
"Canonization is just a virtual saint. How could a philosopher be born?"
On the north wall, there was a scholar who was shocked and confused. If the news did not come from Tianguan Palace, he would not believe it at all, and it would be impossible for him to believe it.
As far as he knew, there were no philosophers among the lower third-grade saints at all.
Even if it is a third-grade saint, the number of philosophers born is only in the single digits.
Generally speaking.
Only those with a higher level of holy status can give birth to a philosophical status.
But now, the position of Xusheng who was canonized has actually given birth to a philosopher. So what level is the position of Xusheng?
Logically speaking, it's not high quality.
in a blink.
One day passed.
However, the madness caused by Zhejiang did not stop, but became more and more intense.
In the evening of the next day, several great sages came to Wanli Changting, and they all eagerly guarded the north wall of the first city.
Although he is calm on the outside, he is anxious on the inside.
At this time, more than a dozen great sages had gathered on the north city wall.
"Is the saint still in the Netherworld?"
A great sage asked calmly, looking towards the literati on the city wall, "How many days have you not been back?"
"It's been more than ten days since the last time."
The scholar replied.
"I haven't come back for so long. Could something have happened?"
Daxian said worriedly.
"The saint controls a hundred thousand evil spirits. Who in the world can defeat him? Even if it is 'weird', he will have to flee upon hearing the news." The scholar smiled and said, "There have been great generals who have explored the underworld before. The 'weirdness' in the underworld
'They were all canonized and killed..."
"What?"
The great sage was shocked when he heard this.
Although it is not a secret that Feng Qingyan is in charge of one hundred thousand evil spirits, not everyone knows about it, and not everyone will care.
It's not surprising that some great sages don't know about it.
"It is rumored that Feng Sheng is leading a hundred thousand evil spirits to clear out the evil spirits in the netherworld..."
The scholar said with admiration on his face.
Wanli Changting has been guarding the Underworld Ghost Land for many years, but it has never had such a powerful force to clean up the underworld...
Is it impossible for the world to do it?
Could it be that the whole world is worse than a hundred thousand evil spirits?
Of course not.
In the blink of an eye, two more days passed.
At this time, more and more great sages came to the first city, and there was no shortage of great Confucians and even literary ministers among them. Although neither the great Confucians nor the literary ministers could compete with the great sages, they could not change the madness of the world.
Even a great Confucian has a great chance of becoming a semi-saint as long as he obtains the title of Philosopher.
Even the literature is like this.
When the world is going crazy, many great sages will soon wake up from their madness. If there are several philosophers, they can still compete, but there is only one philosopher...
Moreover, the birth of the philosopher made them almost lose their minds.
So after the fourth day, many great sages left Wanli Changting, and some even looked ashamed.
A lifetime of reading sages' books has been wasted.
And on the evening of the fifth day, Feng Qingyan finally returned from the netherworld.
"Canonization!"
"The saint is back."
When Feng Qingyan's figure appeared, it immediately caused a sensation on the northern city wall.
Feng Qingyan, who came out of the Underworld Ghost Land, couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that the North City Wall was very lively and there were many more people.
When he landed on the city wall, many literati came towards him.
"Congratulations on the canonization."
"Congratulations on the canonization."
Many literati congratulated him with burning eyes.
"congratulate?"
At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised. For a moment, he didn't understand what everyone was congratulating. Then, many literati expressed their willingness to worship under Feng Sheng's sect, and even a great scholar spoke up, which surprised him.
Although Daxian did not speak, there was still longing in his eyes...
Soon he realized that he had never expected that the position of philosophy would be revealed to the world. No wonder there were so many great Confucians and sages guarding the city walls...
Feng Qingyan didn't say anything, he just saluted everyone and immediately went to the Ghost Suppression Hall.
After nearly a month, he has accumulated a lot of holy power, and should be able to completely drive away the strange aura from the soul of the Great Righteous Lord.
Especially in the last few days, the holy power increased a bit quickly.