The sea of clouds was flowing as usual, without any turmoil.
And the earth is still and motionless.
But Ah Heng's brows furrowed.
At this time, she felt that the world was extremely unstable, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time and disappear in an instant. However, she was the only one in the world who could vaguely feel it...
She couldn't help but look down the mountain, but she saw only bullock carts and no people.
I couldn't help but sigh slightly.
In nothingness.
Feng Qingyan sat cross-legged and motionless, like a stone sculpture, looking extremely lonely.
It seems like endless time is passing.
A thousand years in a blink of an eye.
Even if he doesn't think about anything, doesn't do anything, and eliminates all distracting thoughts from his mind, he still can't get out of nothingness.
It seems that nothingness is the real world.
Nothingness is the truth.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and looked into the void in the distance. His gaze penetrated layers of black matter and landed on the thirteen cities of reincarnation and death.
Twelve wisps of gray mist drifted hard into the darkness.
In other words, it was floating towards him.
However, it was blocked by something and could not penetrate.
Is it because of this?
Feng Qingyan thought carefully.
At this time, he recalled everything in detail after arriving in Wushan...
After a while.
He stood up and walked towards the city of reincarnation and death, but when he reached the black substance, he could not go any further.
And the same goes for the twelve wisps of gray mist.
Do you need help from the twelve rays of gray mist that come from your own world?
But how to help?
I don't know how long it took, but he came to the twisted black line and pondered for a moment: "Behind the deepest part of the Dongshan Secret Realm, twelve wisps of gray mist floated out of the thirteen reincarnated cities of death. They wanted to come here, but they couldn't get through.
The transparent black substance seems to be blocked by something. Do you have a way to help them get here?"
The dense sound of resurrection suddenly stopped.
The twisted black line suddenly became quiet.
"There's nothing you can do?"
Seal Qingyan Road.
In fact, Feng Qingyan really doesn't know what these twisted black lines are. He only knows that they are the tombstones on the rough black lines at the north end of the earth.
It seems to represent a person who respects the emperor of heaven and earth.
Could it be the emperor's immortal thoughts?
This is somewhat possible.
After a while, Feng Qingyan saw that the twisted black line did not respond, so he turned around and left to find other ways. But when he turned around, the twisted black line suddenly blocked him and refused to let him go...
"What do you mean?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
The twisted black line was silent for a moment, and then a voice sounded like it came from ancient times: "Bridge, bridge, bridge..."
"Bridge? What bridge?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
This obviously means there is some kind of bridge that can help the twelve wisps of gray mist come here.
"Soul, soul, soul..."
Twisted black line again.
"Soul Bridge?"
Feng Qingyan frowned and said, "What kind of bridge is this Soul Bridge? Where is this bridge?"
"Pick up, pick up..."
"lead."
At this time, the sounds were dense and dense, as if several twisted black lines spoke one word.
"You are saying that the Soul Bridge is the connecting bridge?" Feng Qingyan said, stunned for a moment and then said, "The Soul Bridge is the connecting bridge? Use the connecting bridge to cross the gray fog on the twelfth floor?"
However, Twisted Black Line still did not clarify what kind of bridge the bridge is.
Where is the connecting bridge?
As time passed, Twisted Black Line became a little irritable, and Feng Qingyan couldn't understand what he said.
Feng Qingyan could only communicate patiently and sort out the information carefully.
Day by day passed.
Feng Qingyan finally figured it out.
This connecting bridge seems to be related to Yunmengze. As long as you find the connecting bridge, you may be able to cross the twelve wisps of gray mist.
However, after Feng Qingyan figured it out, the twisted black line kept shouting the word "soul".
This puzzled him.
After he figured it out, the nothingness in front of him quickly began to flow and gradually became colorful. Soon it turned into emerald green and blurry vegetation appeared, and then returned to the world of Wushan, which made him quite emotional...
…
In the sea of clouds on Wushan Mountain.
Ah Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a figure in white finally appearing next to the bullock cart.
And the world that could collapse at any time before became stable in an instant.
In fact, she didn't know what she went through to become a saint.
But, it must be the truth about heaven and earth.
When Qing Mang saw Jun Shang finally show up, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears.
During the time when Feng Qingyan disappeared, it was going crazy. It was looking for Junshang everywhere in Wushan, but couldn't find it...
Once he thought he was the king, but then he abandoned him and ran away.
Feng Qingyan saw Qing Mang crying with excitement, so he said apologetically: "I made you wait impatiently."
"Woo."
Qingmang whined.
"How long have I been missing?"
Feng Qingyan looked at the vegetation around him and asked.
"It's been more than a month."
Qing Mang said quickly.
"fortunately……"
Feng Qingyan felt happy in his heart.
However, he seemed to have spent countless thousands of years in nothingness, feeling endless loneliness.
"Ah Heng, do you know the connecting bridge?"
After Feng Qingyan comforted Qing Mang, he looked at Wushan Mountain and said, "There are rumors that the connecting bridge is in Yunmeng Ze. Is this true?"
"I've never heard of the bridge."
A Heng responded after a while.
When Feng Qingyan heard this, he saluted Wushan, turned around and said, "Qingmang, let's go to Yunmengze."
"promise."
Qing Mang said quickly.
Feng Qingyan took one look at Wushan, then got on the bullock cart and left.
…
Wushan Mountain.
In the sea of clouds, Ah Heng was still wearing a bronze mask. When Feng Qingyan saluted, he returned the salute and watched the bullock cart leave.
She pondered for a moment and walked towards Takong, her whole body blending into the clouds and mist.
When she appeared, she was already in the sea of clouds in Yunmengze.
"Yunyi(yì)."
She breathed softly.
An extremely handsome young man in white clothes appeared. When he saw A Heng, he saluted and said, "Teacher."
"Do you know about the Bridge of Connection?"
A Heng asked.
"The bridge of connection?"
The handsome young man Yunyi frowned and said, "My disciple has never heard of it. What kind of bridge is this and what is its use?"
"No?" Ah Heng was a little surprised and said: "In the future, Yun Mengze may be looking for a bridge to lead to the saint, or he may be looking for something else. Remember not to be embarrassed. If the saint encounters difficulties, he can only help secretly.
, you must not add insult to injury, but you understand?"
Ah Heng nodded and left, returning to his own Wushan.
Yun Yi was a little surprised. He didn't expect the teacher to be so optimistic about canonization. In fact, it was not as simple as being optimistic...
Clouds.
That is, the Lord of Yunzhong, who controls the clouds and mists in the world, is the god of Yunmengze.
Together with Dongjun and Qingshanjun, they are known as the three great divine kings in the world.
And at this time.
Qing Mang pulled the ox cart towards the exit of Wushan Realm.
In just one day, he had left the Wushan realm and returned to Yunmeng Ze.
"Your Majesty, where are you going now?"
Qing Mang asked.
Although your Majesty mentioned going to Yunmengze before, Yunmengze is too big, there must be a place, right?