Chapter 673 The Emperor's Sister (Thanks to Lin Suxi's Silver Alliance)
Feng Qingyan left Dongshan.
However, instead of returning to Burial Mountain, he headed eastward and came to the lifeless East China Sea.
At this time, the East China Sea was not only lifeless, but also filled with a faint air of death, like a dead sea, which made people feel a little heartbroken.
The Donghai Tribe had to relocate after Donghai died.
He looked at the East China Sea for a long time, took out the tarnished Panlong Inkstone, and said, "Are you following me around the world, or do you want to return to the East China Sea?"
Panlong Inkstone was silent at this moment, but it suddenly fell.
puff!
Panlong Inkstone fell into the sea and disappeared.
Feng Qingyan was lost for a moment, then he felt relieved and suddenly smiled and said: "I hope one day I can see you again."
Panlong Yan didn't respond, and Donghai didn't respond either.
Completely dead.
"Dragon Soul of the East China Sea, goodbye!"
Feng Qingyan stepped into the air and left.
He still did not return to Burial Mountain, but went to Yunmeng Ze.
At this moment, the Panlong Inkstone gradually fell to the bottom of the sea, covered in mud, and may never see the light of day again.
but.
This is its choice.
It knows that by following Feng Qingyan around the world, maybe one day it will shine with all its glory again.
But it can't let go of the East China Sea, which is also its home.
Since Donghai is dead.
Then the East China Sea is its tomb...
When Feng Qingyan walked out of Donghai, he landed on the ground, straightened his clothes, bowed respectfully to Donghai, and then left for Yunmengze.
The dead Panlong Inkstone shed two drops of blue tears.
Blue tears.
Tears are not salty, but bitter.
From then on, the East China Sea, which was originally salty, turned into a bitter one.
The world calls it the sea of suffering.
After Feng Qingyan left the East China Sea, he went to Yunmengze very quickly. He arrived at Yunmengze in only one day.
At this moment, he stood in front of Yunmengze, looking at the lifeless Yunze.
I feel very sorry.
"What are you here for?"
A cold voice fell from the sea of clouds in Yunze, "You are not welcome in Yunze, please leave."
On the sea of clouds in Yunmengze, there is a listless figure in white.
It is Yun Zhongjun.
At this moment, Yun Zhongjun is no longer as charming as before. His long hair is messy and his long white clothes are loose. He lowers his head and looks sideways at Feng Qingyan under the sea of clouds.
Although there was no anger on his face, it was very cold.
Feng Qingyan did not see Yun Zhongjun, but he could tell from Yun Zhongjun's voice that he was very unpopular at the moment.
This was his first encounter.
But he understands.
At this time, he bowed seriously and said to Mr. Yun Zhong: "Originally, Qingyan just wanted to borrow the word 'dream', but he couldn't borrow the word 'dream'."
"What do you mean?"
Yun Zhongjun said coldly, without any emotion in his voice, "You took away the word 'dream' by force, and you still have the nerve to say that the word 'dream' cannot be taken away? If the word 'dream' really cannot be taken away, then the word 'dream' cannot be taken away."
What? Then why did my Yun Mengze become like this? Please explain it clearly."
"The word 'dream' can only be taken, not borrowed. Once taken, it can never be returned." Feng Qingyan sighed, with an apologetic voice, "Originally, Qingyan wanted to borrow it, but who knew that once it was used up,
The magic pen was completely shattered."
"Broken?"
Yun Zhongjun's heart ached extremely, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
Originally, he still had some extravagant wishes in his heart, hoping that the "borrowing" that Feng Qingyan said was really borrowing, not taking.
I hope there will be a day when I can return it.
But now, the magic pen is broken, that is, the word "dream" is broken, and it cannot be returned at all.
Could it be that Yun Mengze can only be Yunze from now on?
He was heartbroken.
At this moment, the pain made his face look a little ferocious...
Feng Qingyan faintly heard the low groan of pain coming from the sea of clouds, and remained silent. No matter what, he wanted to make it clear to Yun Zhongjun, even though the word "dream" was broken.
"Although the dream character is broken, the dreamy power of the dream character is still there."
After a long time, Feng Qingyan spoke up.
"Where?"
Yun Zhongjun seemed to be roaring, showing a bit of anxiety and expectation.
I hope that the power of dreams can restore Yun Mengze's appearance.
"On the connecting bridge."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"It's true, it's true!"
Yun Zhongjun said in great pain.
How could he not see it when the Jie Yin Bridge reflected the sky? How could he not feel the rich dreamy atmosphere on the Jie Yin Bridge?
But he is still waiting...
But now it's shattered.
"Did you draw the connecting bridge?" Yun Zhongjun covered his chest and said with pain on his face, "Why did you draw the connecting bridge? You had to sacrifice for the connecting bridge.
Yun Mengze’s dream character? Do you know what the dream character means to me and Yun Mengze? The dream character is Yun Mengze’s soul and my Yunyi’s dream..."
"But you personally destroyed Yun Mengze's Mengzi for the sake of the bridge!"
"What else do you have to say now?"
"If not, let's go, I, Yunyi, don't want to see you again..."
Yun Zhongjun still didn't come down the Yunhai Road, and he didn't want to meet Feng Qingyan.
"This is indeed Qingyan's fault." Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and said, "So, Qingyan plans to use his own meager power to see if he can resurrect Yunmengze, which can be regarded as Qingyan's compensation."
"Ha ha--"
At this moment, Yun Zhongjun laughed endlessly, with some mockery in his laughter.
If the saint had not taken away Yun Mengze's dream character, he would still have some respect for the saint, but now there is no need at all.
If he hadn't been bullied into being kind, how could Yun Mengze's dream character be taken away?
Dare to ask the world.
Who can take away the Sword Master's sword from the Sword Master Chu Bai's hand?
Whoever dares to take the Sword Master's sword will be the Sword Master's enemy and will fight to the death.
And he Yunyi, will he fight to the death with the canonization?
Could it be that if Meng Zi is broken, he can't be allowed to mock the saint and complain?
Of course you can.
Feng Qingyan is accepting it calmly.
"Can you be resurrected? How can you be resurrected?"
Yun Zhongjun mocked, still lowering his head and looking sideways at Feng Qingyan under the sea of clouds, "Even I, Yun, as the God of Yunmengze, can't do it. Although, you are the first person in history.
A virtual saint, but a virtual saint is always a virtual saint, not a saint. Moreover, let me tell you, even a saint may not be able to resurrect Yun Mengze. How can you, a virtual saint, be resurrected?"
"Let's go, I don't want to see you again."
Yun Zhongjun said to see the guests off.
And at this time.
A figure walked out from Wushan Realm and walked step by step into the sea of clouds in Yunmengze.
At this moment, she ignored Yun Zhongjun and walked towards Feng Qingyan under the sea of clouds. It was none other than Wushan Goddess A Heng...
She looked at Feng Qingyan for a long time.
Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, but without being rude, he said politely: "I have seen A Heng."
But Ah Heng was rude and still looked at Feng Qingyan blankly.
This not only surprised Feng Qingyan, but also Yun Zhongjun in the sea of clouds.
"teacher."
Yun Zhongjun couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
However, Ah Heng was still rude and absent-minded, looking at Feng Qingyan for a long time.
She vaguely felt her brother's aura from Feng Qingyan's body, as if her brother had appeared in Feng Sheng's body.
certainly.
Naturally, she would not think that Feng Sheng was her elder brother, but that Feng Sheng had the aura of an elder brother in him.
At this moment, Yun Zhongjun couldn't help but walk down from the sea of clouds, came to A Heng, and called out softly again: "Teacher."
But Ah Heng still didn't respond.
Feng Qingyan didn't move.
Although A Heng was looking at him on Qingyan, he didn't feel like A Heng was looking at him...
Seems to be looking at another person.
"snort!"
At this moment, Yun Zhongjun snorted coldly.
Feng Qingyan just smiled. It was a good thing that Mr. Yun Zhong was willing to meet him.
But at this time.
Ah Heng shed tears.
Tears streamed down.
When Yun Zhongjun saw it, he suddenly panicked and stood behind him at a loss, not knowing what to do. Moreover, this was the first time he saw a teacher cry, and he still watched a man cry infatuatedly...
His heart hurt even more.
Before, it was cut into pieces by a thousand swords, but now it is cut into pieces by a thousand arrows.
Well……
Feng Qingyan was also a little stunned.
This looks clearly like the cry of an infatuated woman.
But he and Ah Heng had only met a few times?
and.
He felt that Aheng was not crying for him.
But if not for him, for whom? If he tells it, will anyone believe it? Not even Yun Zhongjun will believe it.
So Yun Zhongjun's eyes quickly turned red and he turned away.
"Ah Heng."
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but said.
If he continued to let A Heng cry, he would have jumped into the Yellow River and wouldn't be able to escape. However, A Heng suddenly threw himself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and cried loudly.
Feng Qingyan was stunned. He had nowhere to place his hands, so he had to put them in mid-air.
Yun Zhongjun was extremely sad.
I also shed tears.
He looked back and said with pain on his face: "Teacher, my disciples bless you..."
After saying that, he walked away.
However, his figure was very embarrassed and he almost stumbled and fell out of the sea of clouds.
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.
This seemed to be something that really couldn't be washed away, and he felt quite helpless, but also a little curious. As a person who had been blessed against his will, he naturally felt that A Heng did not have any love for him, but rather family affection.
, as if hugging his brother.
"Brother, Xiaobai has had a hard time looking for you."
Ah Heng hugged Feng Qingyan tightly and cried. There was endless grievance in his cry, which was very sad.
Feng Qingyan sighed.
I don’t know whether it’s because A Heng mistakenly regarded him as his elder brother, or because A Heng...
Feng Qingyan still didn't move, letting A Heng cry uncontrollably. He felt that A Heng was extremely depressed, and it seemed that he had been suppressed for countless thousands of years.
If the suppression continues, I'm afraid something will happen.
After a long time.
Feng Qingyan felt that A Heng's emotions gradually began to calm down, and said: "A Heng, I am not your brother, I am Feng Qingyan."
Hearing this, A Heng suddenly came back to his senses.
The tears on her face quickly disappeared, but her eyes were still red...
At this moment, she took a few steps back, her eyes were red and she said apologetically: "I hope Feng Sheng can forgive me. Xiaobai was temporarily distracted."
"It doesn't matter."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"I dare to ask about the sainthood, but not long ago, there was an aura that did not belong to this world." A Heng said with some nervousness and expectation, for fear of saying the word "no".
Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment and then said: "Exactly, one night not long ago."
At this moment, Ah Heng started to tremble all over, tears streaming down his face, and he murmured: "It's not an illusion, it's not an illusion, it's really my brother, it's really my brother..."
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan was shocked. The emperor was actually A Heng's brother?
this?
Then isn’t Ah Heng an immortal from ancient times?
How did she survive until now?
Also, no wonder Ah Heng knows the existence of the Emperor and many of his deeds...
"Aheng, is the emperor your brother?"
Feng Qingyan couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, but my brother and I haven't seen each other for a long, long time."
Ah Heng said while wiping his tears, his face was like a blooming flower at this moment, but it made people even more heartbroken.
"this……"
Feng Qingyan was shocked.
"Please don't say anything about the canonization."
Ah Heng said.
Feng Qingyan nodded and wanted to ask something, but for a moment, he couldn't speak and didn't know what to ask.
Finally, he said: "A Heng, do you still remember all the events in the ancient times?"
"Can not remember."
A Heng's answer was so straightforward that Feng Qingyan couldn't close his mouth.
"Then how did Ah Heng live from ancient times to the present?"
Feng Qingyan asked curiously.
"Taikoo?" A Heng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What's your guess?"
At this moment, she was like a girl, jumping away, leaving Feng Qingyan unable to recover for a moment, as if she was messy in the wind.
And in the sea of clouds.
Yun Zhongjun cried and laughed, his mood falling all the time. Now that he saw Feng Qingyan, he was no longer so hateful.
But still have to be careful.
It turns out that the teacher regards Feng Sheng as his older brother.
At this time, he was a little surprised. This was the first time he knew that the teacher had an older brother. From the words of the canonization, it seemed that the teacher's older brother was the emperor...
The word "Emperor" is quite domineering, but why haven't we heard of the legend of "Emperor"?
At this moment, Yun Zhongjun was a little surprised.
"Yun Yi, please canonize Yun Mengze and resurrect him. Maybe there is a way to canonize him."
Ah Heng's voice came.
She has recovered now.
"Is there a way to canonize a saint?"
Yun Zhongjun was suddenly startled and couldn't believe it.
"My master just said that maybe there is." Heng muttered for a moment and said, "If there is anyone in this world who can resurrect Yun Mengze, he can only be canonized."
Yun Zhongjun remained silent.
Although he didn't want to see the saint again, but for Yun Mengze, what if we met again?
At this moment, he walked down from the sea of clouds, came to Feng Qingyan, and saluted: "Please also canonize Yun Mengze and resurrect him. Yunyi is grateful."
"You're welcome, Mr. Yun Zhong. It is Qingyan's responsibility to resurrect Yunmengze." Feng Qingyan said, "However, Qingyan is not very sure. I hope Mr. Yun Zhong doesn't expect too much. In short, Qingyan will try his best.
Do whatever you can to revive Yun Mengze..."
"Now that the matter has come to this, what else can be done? Please make the saint and do your best."
Yun Zhongjun looked at Yun Mengze and said sadly.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan said nothing and walked step by step across Yunmengze's sky.
He walked and watched in the air, and after turning Yun Mengze around in a circle, a small hole suddenly opened on his finger, and a faint glow of Emperor's blood emerged, and then drops of Emperor's blood were sprinkled on the dead Yun Mengze.