Chapter 587: Above the sky, below the earth, there is mourning
Boom——
On that rough black line.
There seemed to be a low and ancient bell sound, exuding a faint sadness.
burial--
An ancient and vicissitudes of voice sounded from the end of the rough black line, and it was unknown who it came from.
So the coffin on the rough black line sank little by little.
Feng Qingyan saw heavy rain falling.
The sky and the earth are extremely red.
In fact, there was no blood rain, but Feng Qingyan thought there was blood rain, so blood rain appeared in his eyes. It was the same as the bell and the funeral sound. He didn't really hear it, but he thought it should be there, so he
heard it.
He saw that the tombstones on the rough black lines were shaking, as if they were roaring.
Seems unwilling.
Under the coffin, a tombstone slowly rose.
Then, he "saw" an ancient ballad: "Long years, long songs; a drop of bitter wine is a history book; a drop of blood is a monument; look at the vast smoke waves of the ages, and listen to the gentle singing of thousands of people..."
The song seemed to soothe the tombstone.
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan suddenly understood what A Heng said: "There was once a man who came into being. He listened to the wishes of all people, gathered the wishes of all ages, carried the hopes of dreams, and saw the majesty of eternity... He then transformed into the will of God..."
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Did the person who represents God's will also see this scene?
So it turned into God’s will?
Do not know why.
Feng Qingyan always felt an indescribable feeling of intimacy when looking at that rough black line, as if it had a great relationship with him.
He stood in the darkness and watched quietly.
At some point, he turned around and left the darkness, walking one step at a time: "When the great emperor dies, heaven and earth should mourn together, and all living things should mourn together."
Then the heaven and the earth were filled with great sorrow, and all living things also mourned greatly.
"Bury me under the earth, and guard my hometown; my hometown cannot be seen, and I can never forget it."
"Bury me in the south of the sky, look at the mainland; I can't see Kyushu, I can only cry bitterly."
“The sky is blue, the fields are vast, there is sorrow above the sky and below the earth——”
Feng Qingyan muttered in a low voice as he walked.
His voice seemed to have gone through endless years and appeared on that rough black line, becoming ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Rough black lines.
The tombstone, which was originally vibrating as if roaring, gradually became silent and returned to calm.
As Feng Qingyan left, the rough black line gradually blurred and finally disappeared.
It seems that it never existed.
But from then on, there was an ancient and vicissitudes of voice on that mysterious rough black line.
"Bury me under the earth, and guard my hometown; my hometown cannot be seen, and I can never forget it."
"The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and under the earth, the country is in mourning——"
…
At this time.
Feng Qingyan has left the darkness, but is still in nothingness.
He stopped, closed his eyes, and the scene with the rough black line appeared in his mind...
Maybe something is missing.
He is thinking.
Maybe there's a way missing.
When the great emperor falls, how can there be no one to guide him?
From then on, the road connecting the rough black lines was called the Zhiyin Road.
And how can there be no flowers on the road?
The emperor's life was extremely splendid, and it cannot be dim after his death, so just plant flowers from the other side.
The flower on the other side is as red as blood, gorgeous and bright red. If the road to pick it is paved, it seems to be made of blood, and the fire will shine on the emperor's life...
God willing……
reincarnation...
Tiannan...
Dibei...
Is it true that behind the gate of heaven is the real Tiannan?
Like that land in the north?
The twisted black lines in the misty ice field naturally come from the mysterious emperor buried in the north of the earth.
Each tombstone represents a person who respects the emperor.
No wonder those twisted black lines are so terrifying, even a great sage-level existence can't do anything about it.
but.
Since behind the gate of heaven is the real Tiannan, why can't he enter?
Could it be?
Feng Qingyan still closed his eyes.
Could it be that the man A Heng said controls the will of heaven and controls the south of the sky, while he controls reincarnation and controls the north of the earth? Indeed, he felt that the rough black line, since it was the north of the earth, was closely related to him.
Those twisted black shadows are resurrected, which is actually the resurrection of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth.
This emperor seems to be at the same level as his previous life, the Shang Emperor, and how should he resurrect them like this?
What Feng Qingyan thought of was, of course, reincarnation.
But when did these emperors die?
Why was he killed?
Since he is already dead, why are you so unwilling to be resurrected?
He seemed to have trouble remembering.
But just now, when I saw the rough black line, I knew everything about them, and even knew everything about them...
In the blink of an eye, I forgot.
Then he opened his eyes and tried to remember what he had just done.
He vaguely remembered that he only said a few words.
It seems like there should be something...
He thought as he walked.
When he came back to his senses, he found that there was substantial darkness ahead again.
He once again used the magical power of "Breaking the Void and Seeing the Subtle", and after seeing the darkness, it was a lifeless city of reincarnation without any life.
Thirteen seats.
He closed his eyes and opened them again after a moment. The thirteen cities of reincarnation and death were still there. They were not hallucinations...
He stared at the thirteen cities of reincarnation and death...
But nothing can be seen.
When he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw a wisp of different gray mist floating out of a city of reincarnation and death.
This wisp of gray mist is very light and difficult to detect amid the deathly energy billowing into the sky.
It is drifting towards the darkness that is as substantial as reality, and seems to be drifting towards the world where Feng Qingyan is, but it is separated by endless time and space.
It's hard for it to drift in.
At this time, Feng Qingyan carefully observed the other reincarnated dead cities and found that there were a total of twelve wisps of faint gray fog. Only the last reincarnated dead city had no gray fog.
What are these gray fogs?
While Feng Qingyan was thinking, he found that the gray mist drifting towards the darkness gradually became darker and darker.
It is transforming into a twisted black line...
This is?
Feng Qingyan thought of the twisted black line.
As time passed, perhaps tens of days, or perhaps tens of thousands of years, those twelve wisps of faint gray mist were still unable to penetrate the substantial darkness.
They and Feng Qingyan seem to be separated by endless time and space.
Extremely remote.
I don't know how long it took.
Feng Qingyan was still in nothingness and couldn't get out. He seemed to be trapped.
In fact, as he stayed in the void for longer and longer, he couldn't tell whether the void was a real existence or just an illusion...
However, in the void, he vaguely felt a familiar place everywhere.
For example.
This piece of nothingness is a burial mountain.
That piece of nothingness is the Castle God's Mansion in Qingshan...
This made him feel a little scared.
He simply closed his eyes, thinking nothing, and eliminating all distracting thoughts in his mind. However, it was still useless. He was still in nothingness, and seemed to be really trapped.
And in the sea of clouds at the top of Wushan Mountain.
A Heng wore a bronze mask and frowned slightly.
She found that the world seemed to be undergoing great changes.