What Feng Qingyan said, "Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and create peace for all generations" actually has a deeper meaning.
There is nothing wrong with establishing a heart for heaven and earth as explained by the great sage of Rucheng.
This heart not only refers to the human heart and benevolence, but also refers to "reincarnation". Only "reincarnation" that runs through time and space can truly become the heart of heaven and earth.
Only then can we establish a destiny for the living soul and create peace for all generations!
Although the third cauldron has not yet finally taken shape, it has appeared, and it still exudes a mysterious aura.
This breath is somewhat like the breath of reincarnation.
At this time, Feng Qingyan walked away while carefully feeling the bronze tripod in the Wen Palace. It was indeed the breath of reincarnation. Although it had no name and no words appeared on the tripod, he vaguely knew that it was He tripod.
This may be the Samsara Cauldron.
but.
Feng Qingyan couldn't figure out something.
Since it is the Samsara Cauldron, why is it in Wen Palace?
Even if it was not the Samsara Cauldron as he had guessed in the end, it was still a ghostly cauldron, so why could it still enter the Wen Palace?
Can the ghost way and the holy way be merged?
This is simply impossible.
In his doubts, he quickly passed through Qi State, Yan State, Beidi, Black Grassland, and Black and White Gobi, and finally came to the misty ice field.
The misty icefield freezes all year round, and there is a light or thick ghost mist lingering there.
Wandering spirits are often seen.
At this time, he stood in the middle of the misty ice field, watching the wandering souls drifting by from time to time, or the ghost mist becoming more and more intense. The ghost mist around him gradually turned from gray to black, like rolling black clouds.
General.
A faint ancient atmosphere filled the air.
The ghost mist is as black as ink.
gradually.
The world seemed to be plunged into endless darkness.
An ancient dead silence.
At some point, countless twisted and weird black lines floated around Feng Qingyan, like black hair in the water.
Densely packed and constantly twisting.
It seems to be alive.
"Resurrection, resurrection—"
"I want to be resurrected, I want to be resurrected——"
At this time, the mysterious world was filled with the word "resurrection" like a roar.
Feng Qingyan stood silent, closed his eyes and listened. After a moment, he said: "Why do you want to be resurrected? Do you know that people cannot be resurrected after death?"
"Resurrection, resurrection—
"Kill kill kill kill——"
Weird voices were shouting and roaring.
"Who do you want to kill?"
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Kill kill kill kill——"
The strange voice was still shouting and roaring, but it was a little more sad and a little more desperate.
"Kill kill kill kill——"
Screams, roars, and sorrow all turned into murderous intent.
Murderous!
Although Feng Qingyan closed his eyes, he "saw" countless black lines going crazy, dancing wildly in the mysterious darkness.
It's like tearing apart the darkness and fighting out.
"I once said that I will resurrect you all one day, and I will never break my promise." Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment and then said, "But you must tell me, are you related to the dead city of reincarnation at the dark end of the Dongshan Secret Realm?"
Screaming, roaring, roaring and all other sounds.
Stopped abruptly.
Although Zuo Shaozai of Tianguan Palace said that some people had speculated that the evil spirits on the misty ice field might be related to ancient powers or even the gods of the Shenxia era.
But Feng Qingyan thinks it's not that simple.
These twisted black lines were too terrifying. After he came out of the Dongshan Secret Realm, he found that it was far beyond his previous imagination and was probably related to the Death City of Reincarnation in the deepest part of the Dongshan Secret Realm.
If the secret realm "Tai Chi" in Dongshan is the source of life, then the dark space in front of you may be the end of death.
The world was dead silent.
Only the endless ancient atmosphere permeates the air.
At this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Don't you tell me? If you don't tell me, how can I help you resurrect? Or do you...can't compare to me, Feng Qingyan?"
The world is still dead silent.
A strong murderous aura gradually filled the air.
He raised his right hand, with the palm facing outward, and a faint mark of the token was faintly visible, and said: "Since you can't trust me, Feng Qingyan, why have you gone through all the trouble to find me? If there is anyone in this world who can resurrect you, it is only me.
Feng Qingyan is alone."
The black line is twisting.
The dark space was still deathly silent, but it was filled with murderous intent.
"This world, and even all the heavens, in the future, only I, Feng Qingyan, can control reincarnation. If I control reincarnation, resurrecting you will only be a matter of a thought. But if I want to control reincarnation, I must first know whether you can control reincarnation."
Is it related to the dead city of reincarnation in the deepest part of Dongshan secret realm? And the origin of the dead city of reincarnation..."
Feng Qingyan said calmly.
Although it can't be said that he is talking nonsense, he is still boasting a bit.
At this time, all the black lines seemed to be motionless.
"God willing--"
A faint voice sounded.
It does not seem to be in this time and space, and seems to have come through endless time and space.
…
Wushan realm.
In the darkness behind the heavy fog, those faint evil eyes were staring at Ajiu.
It directly ignored the third prince, the mysterious blurry shadow, and the giant horse-like ghost two hundred feet high.
And at this time.
Their eyes suddenly fell on Ajiu.
Ajiu was startled and shrank behind Grandpa, looking very frightened.
But after a moment, those faint evil eyes glanced at the bronze-faced man and then landed on the blood line.
It's not the power of the blood line that blocks its progress.
But deep in its soul, there is a terrifying soul imprint, which prohibits it from harming anyone from the Imperial Clan for eternity. Although the so-called third prince in front of it is not a direct descendant of the Imperial Clan, he is still a member of the Imperial Clan with a close bloodline.
.
Only the emperor's son and daughter are direct descendants.
"Which ghost master are you?" The blurry black shadow asked, with a bit of anger, "When you see the third prince, why don't you kneel down and worship?"
A harsh sound sounded, piercing the soul with great pain.
Grandpa and Ajiu held their heads tightly, their faces turned pale in pain and their heads were covered in cold sweat.
"court death!"
The blurry black shadow shouted coldly, but there was no movement, "When the third prince becomes the emperor..."
"Mr. Wu."
The man with the bronze face is gentle.
The blurry black figure said no more and stood quietly behind the bronze-faced man.
"May I ask who the ghost master is?"
At this time, the bronze-faced man bowed to the eyes in the darkness behind the fog and said sincerely: "Please also ask the ghost master to lend a helping hand to let the world regain the imperial power of Dayi Shang."
But those eyes did not respond and gradually disappeared.
Grandpa and Ajiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Meet the Third Prince."
Grandpa pulled Ajiu to salute.
Although he didn't want to admit it, the bronze-faced man in front of him seemed to be the third prince of Dayi Shang.
The Wu tribe has an indescribable and complicated emotion towards Dayi merchants.
Even now, there are still many people from the Wu clan in the Wushan realm who never forget the former Dayi merchants. They not only consider themselves to be the people of the Dayi merchants, but also think that the people of the Dayi merchants are superior to others.