Who in this world could have imagined that Donghai has always been dead and Yunmengze has always been dead. From the moment they existed, they were dead. The Donghai they saw and the Yunmengze they saw were nothing more than
Dragon soul or the word "dream" transformed...
This truth was so shocking that it was difficult for him to come to his senses for a while.
Is this an explanation?
Is the truth of this world more terrifying than he imagined?
Moreover, through the truth about Donghai and Yunmengze, does it mean that the whole world is like this? People in the world are just living in an illusion, on an unreal earth in life? In fact, the earth under your feet has always been dead.
An existence similar to Hades?
Is the place of eternal death beneath your feet?!
Feng Qingyan couldn't imagine it, and he didn't dare to imagine it...
At this moment, he stood there silently, not knowing where to go for a moment, and seemed to be a little confused.
"Perhaps the saint already knows this?"
At some point, Feng Qingyan came back to his senses, looked up at Tianyu and said softly.
At this time, the image of the holy elephant captured in the secret realm of Dongshan appeared in his mind. Legend has it that it was the truth about the saints tracing their origins on Dongshan...
And he had seen on the holy elephant an extremely holy ship of civilization, breaking through the layers of chaos and darkness, and seemed to finally come to his world...
So.
The world he lives in may be in the mysterious darkness of chaos.
Chaos and darkness are the existence of eternal silence. There is no trace of life. Everything is dead, dead...
Maybe the whole world is a place of death?
Feng Qingyan's body trembled slightly uncontrollably, but he still couldn't accept that his world was an eternal place of death. And they were just living in the illusion of death...
He stared at the sky for a long time, unable to recover.
Maybe I'm overthinking it.
With this thought in his mind, Feng Qingyan quickly left the East China Sea and returned to Zhou Tianxia.
So, he couldn't wait to use the magical power of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtle" to observe the cities, mountains and rivers around the world.
Observe everything going on in the world.
But he did not see the land of death. The earth where Zhou Tianxia was located was not dead.
This made Feng Qingyan breathe a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, I was overthinking it.
However, he was still uneasy, so he moved to several places to observe carefully and found that there was no dead ground under his feet.
call--
Feng Qingyan completely relaxed.
He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that the earth where Zhou Tianxia was located would also be an eternal place of death.
Soon after, he returned to the East China Sea again, and then went to Yunmengze.
I have been studying the Eternal Death Land.
In fact, he could not confirm whether these dead soils that were very similar to the underworld were the chaotic black soils seen in the holy elephant.
After all, he had only seen it from the sacred image.
Time passed day by day, and he didn't come up with anything substantial, so he had to give up.
"Canonization, is it true that your blood cannot resurrect Yun Mengze?"
Yun Zhongjun asked.
"The earth under your feet may be an eternal place of death, and there is no possibility of resurrection. It involves too many secrets about the truth of the world." Feng Qingyan sighed and shook his head, "Qingyan can't do anything at this moment, please ask Yun Zhong
Please forgive me."
"Eternal death?"
Yun Zhongjun frowned in confusion.
"The so-called eternal death place is just my way of saying it, because I feel that the death place under my feet exists forever. Moreover, it will remain dead forever, so it is called the eternal death place."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"Staying dead forever? Unable to change?"
Yun Zhongjun was a little shocked.
"If one day, it suddenly comes to life, then it is not a place of eternal death." Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and said, "So, its state is established and cannot be changed, and it will definitely remain dead forever."
"How could it be such a horrific place of death?"
Yun Zhongjun is a little lost.
"I don't know either. Maybe there is a certain reason for its existence." Feng Qingyan shook his head and couldn't figure it out, but the Eternal Death Land gave him such a feeling. "However, I will find ways to try to influence.
I hope we can change the inevitable situation.”
Yun Zhongjun smiled bitterly and said, "Does this land of death exist at the same time as heaven and earth?"
"should be."
Feng Qingyan thought for a while and nodded.
Yun Zhongjun didn't say much. He was still a little skeptical about Feng Qingyan's words. After all, this was just what Feng Qingyan said, and it may not necessarily be right...
Seeing that he couldn't find anything out of his research, Feng Qingyan left.
but.
But he came to the foot of Wushan Mountain and said: "Ah Heng."
"What's the matter with canonization?"
Ah Heng seemed a little surprised when he came down from Wushan.
"Ah Heng has known for a long time that Yunmengze and Donghai are the eternal death places? Ah Heng was born in ancient times, so he should have some understanding of the eternal death places."
Feng Qingyan said, he wanted to get some information about the Eternal Death Land from A Heng.
"I never knew."
Ah Heng shook his head, which surprised Feng Qingyan.
"A Heng doesn't know?" Feng Qingyan was a little surprised and said: "Then does A Heng know the Twelve Heaven-defying Emperors, or the Thirteenth Emperor?"
"Never heard of it."
Ah Heng said.
Feng Qingyan frowned slightly. Logically speaking, whether it is the twelve heaven-defying emperors or the thirteenth emperor, they should all be terrifying existences in the ancient times. Since A Heng was born in ancient times and is the emperor's sister, he should know
That's right...
Is that because Ah Heng doesn’t want to say it, or because Ah Heng doesn’t know?
Or has Ah Heng forgotten?
Feng Qingyan left without saying anything more.
Ah Heng stared at the retreating figure in white, then silently returned to the sea of clouds in Wushan, only to see Yunyi already waiting in the sea of clouds.
"Teacher, how much of what Feng Sheng said is true?"
Yun Zhongjun asked.
"What does Yunyi think?" Ah Heng asked.
"Three points are true, right? The other seven points..." Yun Zhongjun shook his head and said: "Whether it is the East China Sea or I, Yun Mengze, how can it be the place of eternal death? If it is the place of eternal death, how did I, Yun Yi, come to be?
?However, maybe I, Yun Mengze, and Donghai both have many secrets hidden..."
Ah Heng still didn't say anything.
Feng Qingyan could no longer control Yunmengze and Donghai, even if he wanted to.
At this time, he headed towards Burial Mountain. When he came to Burial Mountain, he did not stop. He continued to sweep towards the north until he came to the misty ice field and stopped.
He found that the ghostly mist on the misty ice field seemed to have become lighter and less mysterious.
Without thinking much, he walked into the dark space of twisted black lines again, and found that the darkness was completely silent. There was no strange sound at all, and no twisted black lines were seen.
At this moment he was stunned.
After looking around for a week, I still didn't see any twisted black lines, and I felt more and more uneasy, even a little sad.
Could it be that all the twisted black lines have turned into soul ink and become a connecting bridge?
"Resurrection, resurrection, resurrection..."
"I want to be resurrected..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
"Kill, kill, kill..."
He remembered when he first saw the twisted black line.
Twisted Black Thread has an extremely strong desire for resurrection and an extremely strong killing intent, and is looking for any chance of resurrection as much as possible.
Finally met him.
So there was a slight chance of resurrection.
But who would have thought that in the end they would not be resurrected and would completely disappear from heaven and earth.
They were all emperors of heaven and earth, but they died for unknown reasons. However, Feng Qingyan vaguely guessed that they died in battle, but in an extremely heroic and tragic battle...
And they failed.
So they were unwilling to give up and wanted to fight again...
They constantly look for opportunities to resurrect and want to conquer the world again, but in the end they have to turn into soul ink and become part of the Bridge of Connection.
This trace of immortal soul eventually turned into an immortal bridge of connection.
Don't they know that after they turn into soul ink, they will disappear completely from heaven and earth? They know, but they still turn into soul ink so that they can draw a bridge to lead to the twelve emperors who defy the sky...
Are they unwilling?
Do they regret it?
They are indeed unwilling, but they have no regrets.
They are unwilling just because they can no longer fight or kill the enemy. They use their immortal souls as a bridge to lead the return of the twelve heaven-defying emperors. Don't they regret it?
They don't regret it.
Never regret.
Because the twelve heaven-defying emperors are stronger and stronger than them...
They are willing to trade their last ray of immortal soul in exchange for the return of the twelve heaven-defying emperors.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan stood silently in the twisted space, trying to find a twisted black line, but failed.
In the huge twisted space, there is not even a single twisted black line.
And on that mysterious rough black line at the end of the earth, countless tombstones have weathered and turned into dust.
"The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and under the earth, people are in danger..."
Feng Qingyan murmured and came out of the twisted black line space.
He stood on the misty ice field with a sad expression.
Moreover, as he came out of the twisted space, the ghost fog on the ice field dissipated.
Soon it disappeared completely.
Only the endless gray ice fields remain...
The misty ice field that has existed since ancient times has completely withdrawn from the world and history at this moment.
Perhaps thousands of years later, the world will no longer know that the misty ice field once existed, let alone the Emperor of Heaven and Earth who mutated into a twisted black line...
Feng Qingyan looked at the dissipating ghost mist and wanted to reach out to grab it, but he couldn't.
I can only watch it disappear.
From now on, who still knows that there once were emperors of heaven and earth under the misty ice field? Who also knows that these immortal emperors of heaven and earth were willing to turn into a bridge in order to welcome the return of the twelve heaven-defying emperors?
Do not know why.
He suddenly thought of the Emperor...
At this moment, he bowed to the gray ice field.
This time of worship, the spring breeze proudly meets a close friend, and the peach blossoms also reflect the altar with smiles.
He smiled and left the ice field. Although the world did not know their existence, he knew that they would always live in his heart. As long as he did not die, they would always exist, never disappear, and never "die"...
And they don't need the world to know.
I don’t know when.
In Feng Qingyan's mind, a gray arch bridge appeared, which was the bridge that once disappeared into the secret realm of Dongshan.
It has never disappeared, nor has it collapsed.
It has always been in Feng Qingyan's mind, like a brand in Feng Qingyan's soul.
As long as Feng Qingyan doesn't die, it can exist forever.
As long as Feng Qingyan survives, it can reflect the sky.
As long as Feng Qingyan does not die, it can attract the souls of the dead.
If you look at Feng Qingyan's soul, you can see that there is a mark like an arch bridge on the soul.
That is the bridge of connection.
As soon as he has a thought, the bridge will reflect in the heavens and lead all souls back...
After a while.
Feng Qingyan came to Wanli Changting, but he did not go to the First City. Although Wanli Changting no longer needs to be guarded, there are still many literati in the First City.
They are still guarding.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan looked at the "hell" that seemed to be stuck at the entrance to the underworld, and thought of the "hell" painted by the little lady Hou Xihe.
He was planning to take over the "hell" of little lady Yaoyao?
After all, it's not a problem to be stuck at the entrance to the Underworld Ghost Land.
But for the time being, he did not take action. Instead, he came to Netherworld to see how the Netherworld managed by Gong Lu (the great commander) was doing. Also, he once ordered Gong Lu to lead 400,000 Yin soldiers to build Fengdu City. I don’t know what it looks like now.
After a while.
When he came to Fengshan Mountain, he saw a towering black city standing on Fengshan Mountain...
However, Fengdu City has not yet been completely completed, and there are still many Yin soldiers busy at this moment. And around Netherworld, Gonglu has also built many cities, etc...
Moreover, most of the dead souls in the Netherworld have regained their consciousness and regained consciousness.
Many dead souls became Yin soldiers.
Feng Qingyan secretly checked and found no problems, so he left.
At this moment, he returned to the Underworld Ghost Land, staring at the "hell" above his head, thinking about how to contain the "hell".
But he still had to face a problem.
The world behind the ghost gate.
What does he need to do to restore the world behind the ghost gate, the world that Bai Yijun walked into?
He created a clone of Lord Baiyi, but now he has disappeared.
He couldn't feel the existence of the clone, and he didn't know whether Bai Yijun was dead or alive, and what he had seen and heard in that world...
After a while.
Feng Qingyan shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with himself for always being hesitant.
Since "hell" is already in front of him, if he doesn't accept it now, when will he have to wait? Another two or three years to think about it? How many years do we need to think about something that can be decided in one breath? Therefore, he immediately appeared in the ghost gate behind him, Take away "hell".
After the ghost gate emerged, black chains of laws emerged and quickly merged into "hell".
After about a few days, the ghost gate finally merged with "hell".
"Received."
Feng Qingyan had an idea in his mind.
The "hell" that had been stuck in the underworld for a long time began to shake slightly.
Then it disappeared.
This naturally attracted the attention of Wanli Changting and You Ming, but Feng Qingyan left quickly before they arrived.
Shortly after.
He returned to the misty ice field again.
At this moment, he revealed the ghost gate and let the five taboos push it open. He walked in with some curiosity to see the difference between the ghost realm with two levels of hell.
The first thing he felt when he walked into the ghost realm was that the ghost realm was more solid.
He walked through the gallery and came to the end of the gallery, where he saw two huge black shadows at the end, like two large millstones slowly rotating up and down, exuding a mysterious and terrifying atmosphere.
It is a pity that he still cannot enter "hell" and cannot see the true face of "hell".
He is still looking forward to "hell".
Not long after, he came out of the ghost realm, took a look at the gray ice field, and headed towards Burial Mountain.
Ever since the Jie Yin Bridge reflected the sky and he stood on the bridge to look at the scenery, countless people in the world were looking for him, but no one knew where he was.
Countless people want to ask, what kind of bridge is the Jie Yin Bridge?
Why can he stand on the bridge?
now.
He finally returned to Burial Mountain.
At this time, it is still spring, when flowers are in full bloom.
Burial Mountain is still deep, but lush and green, with countless gorgeous flowers blooming.
He came to the Burial Palace quietly and stood in front of the palace gate, looking at the taboo "Qing Jia" and "Xiang Liu" without saying anything else.
He entered the funeral palace.
The bronze coffin was transformed into a black pottery flowerpot, and the flower of the other shore in the pot still pointed to the west.
The two taboos are still in the West.
After a while, he came out of the burial palace and returned to the academy to meet his teacher.
"Qingyan, what kind of bridge is that connecting bridge?"
An Xiu couldn't help but ask, and he was asking for countless people in the world.
"That is the bridge that welcomes dead souls from all over the world. It is also a bridge of dead souls." Feng Qingyan said, "Teacher, do you still want to ask, what is the origin of this bridge that welcomes souls? Why are the disciples standing on the bridge?
?”
An Xiu hesitated for a moment and then nodded and said, "If there is any inconvenience, don't tell me."
"There is nothing inconvenient about this. The connecting bridge was painted by my disciples myself."
Feng Qingyan said lightly, but in An Xiu's ears, it was undoubtedly the Nine Heavens Thunder, which shocked him, "Perhaps the teacher already knew that Yun Mengze is dead and the East China Sea is dead. The Jie Yin Bridge can appear, and it is indeed related to them.
It has a great relationship. It can also be said that it is precisely because of their death that the bridge of connection was created..."
An Xiu didn't speak for a long time, and then he said after a while: "Must we draw a connecting bridge?"
Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment and then nodded.
"Can the Bridge of Reception really lead to the dead souls of the heavens?" An Xiu was still a little curious. After all, not many people in the world knew the existence of the heavens.
Although many people talk about the heavens and heavens, not everyone really takes the heavens seriously.
This is just talk.
"Okay." Feng Qingyan said, "Standing at the highest point of the Jie Yin Bridge, you can roughly see the outline of the heavens."
"What are the heavens like?"
Anxiu is curious and has a longing for the heavens in his heart. If possible, he will definitely travel to the heavens.
"It's a bunch of things. This is what I see. I can't see it clearly. Maybe the heavens that my disciples saw are just appearances."
Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said.
Regarding the bridge, he said some things but not others.
He didn't say anything about eternal death, because if he did, the teacher wouldn't know and wouldn't understand...
after he left.
An Xiu and Dong Lou Hui were relatively speechless.
They never thought that such a terrifying connecting bridge, which not only bursts with the power of reincarnation, is filled with the power of time and space, and contains the power of dreams, was actually painted by Feng Qingyan.
Moreover, it was actually drawn.
Most importantly, it can also attract the souls of the dead from the heavens. Can even the saints do this?
When the leader received An Xiu's letter, he was speechless and powerless for a while.