Chapter 687 I have tasted all the pain in the world
in the dark.
The middle-aged man in gray robe yelled crazily.
But Feng Qingyan didn't know what the other party was yelling at.
At this time, Men Ji knocked the middle-aged man in gray robe unconscious, swallowed it into the skin bag, and then wrote on the ground: "Master Fu, the man earlier seems to have woken up, do you want to let him out?"
Feng Qingyan nodded.
Menji opened his mouth and spat out the middle-aged man in gray robe, but the other man was still in a state of madness and had not really woken up.
"Swallow it."
Feng Qingyan looked at it and said, this is impossible to communicate at all.
Men Ji swallowed the middle-aged man in gray robe back.
"Witch, let's go."
Feng Qingyan pointed in the direction.
When the evil witch heard the words, he flew away and quickly covered thousands of miles.
At this time, Feng Qingyan had already stepped out of the extreme cold range, and the remaining eternal night was a safer place.
Just like the place when he first entered the eternal night.
"Um?"
Not long after, Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and said with surprise on his face: "Didn't Master Kuci go east? Why are you here?"
He saw a figure that looked very much like Master Kuci, more than a hundred miles away to the left.
But the distance was a bit far, so he wasn't sure that it was Master Kuci. After all, there were still similar people, all wearing tattered gray robes...
It is very possible to admit your mistake.
But in the eternal darkness, the possibility of meeting someone very similar to Master Kuci is probably very small.
He is 80% certain to be Master Kuci.
At this time, he jumped off Wu Evil's shoulders and asked Wu Evil to return to the ghost gate, and asked Men Ji to release Jiu Ge, Qing Mang, Niuche, and two middle-aged men in gray robes.
"Ah, we finally came out. Where is this place?"
Jiuge looked around curiously as he spoke, but saw nothing. He knew that he was still in the eternal night and could only leave his body. After his soul left his body, he did not feel any extreme cold.
I couldn't help but be happy...
Both he and Qing Mang were very curious. Where did Mr. (Your Majesty) place them? It actually withstood the extreme cold, which really shocked them.
They did not see Menji, nor did they know about Menji's existence.
At this time, Feng Qingyan nodded to them, went to the bullock cart, took out a rope and tied it to Qing Mang, picked up the two fainting middle-aged men in gray robes, and walked towards Master Kuci a hundred miles away.
In less than half an hour, he had traveled more than a hundred miles.
It is indeed Master Kuci...
But why is he here?
Feng Qingyan's face was full of doubts. Could it be that Master Kuci went against the grain?
Logically speaking, this possibility is extremely small. After all, the center of the eternal night is the freezing cold. Even if Master Kuci cannot tell the direction, when he comes to the freezing cold, he should realize that he is going in the opposite direction.
At this moment, Master Kuci stood still and was out of his body observing the terrain around him.
However, in the eternal dark night, the soul can only see about a hundred feet in radius, and the vision cannot be very clear.
The further the distance, the more blurry it becomes.
After Feng Qingyan approached Baizhang, Master Kuci noticed Feng Qingyan's presence and was obviously stunned for a moment.
It seems that he did not expect that he would meet the donor here again.
At this moment, Master Kuci looked Feng Qingyan up and down, and after confirming that he had not recognized the wrong person, he threw a small stone as a reminder, and wrote with some surprise: "Feng Donor?"
"It's Qingyan."
After Feng Qingyan received the reminder from Master Kuci, he left his body and wrote with a smile.
"Is this a traitor to the donor?"
Master Kuci wrote doubtfully in the void, his eyes fell on two middle-aged men in gray robes, with a look of surprise on their faces, "The poor monk thanked the benefactor for saving his life. These two are the poor monk."
A disciple of the master’s sect.”
"It turns out that he is a disciple of Master Kuci. It seems that Qingyan and Master Kuci's disciple are somewhat destined." Feng Qingyan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that he was a fellow disciple of Master Kuci, so he continued to write in the void.
: "Master Kuci just said that Qingyan is going the wrong way? Qingyan doesn't think so. Instead, he thinks Master Kuci is going the wrong way. This direction should be the direction to Kutuo Heaven..."
"Donor Feng, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"
Master Kuci's soul trembled, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. In fact, he didn't know whether he was going the wrong way, and he didn't know what to do...
I just saw Feng Qingyan again and subconsciously thought that he was going the wrong way.
"Qingyan must have made a mistake with eight points."
Feng Qingyan smiled.
"This this……"
Master Kuci didn't know what to write, and his heart trembled suddenly for a few times, but he still felt a bit lucky and continued to write: "What evidence does the donor have to prove that he is not rebelling?"
"Since Master Kuci has returned here, he has experienced extreme cold. Is there a second extreme cold in the eternal night?"
Feng Qingyan wrote.
"Extremely cold? The poor monk has not walked through it..."
Master Kuci wrote in confusion, and then suddenly froze, his eyes widened slightly, could it be? In fact, during this seven-month period, he fell into a state of madness several times, so he did not know that he had fallen into a state of madness.
, what things have been done.
so.
In a state of madness, it is possible that he walked through extreme cold.
At this moment, Master Kuci couldn't help but open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that he couldn't hear what he said, so he continued to write in the void: "Has the donor really walked through the extreme cold?"
"I got through it by luck."
Feng Qingyan nodded and wrote, then asked: "Since Master Kuci has returned here, he should have walked through the freezing cold. Doesn't Master Kuci know?"
"The poor monk became delirious several times..."
Master Kuci had a sad face.
At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but marvel at Master Kuci's luck. Despite the terrifying aura that burst out like rain in the freezing cold, he managed to pass through without any damage.
This is simply a child of destiny.
"Since these two are fellow disciples of Master Kuci, Qingyan will be handed over to Master Kuci." Feng Qingyan wrote, "The two fellow disciples of Master Kuci were met on the road to Qingyan, but they were both unconscious.
He fell into a state of madness."
"The poor monk thanked the benefactor for his life-saving grace."
After Master Kuci finished writing, he put his hands together and saluted respectfully, his face full of excitement.
"Master Kuci is so polite." After Feng Qingyan finished writing, his soul returned to his body, and he carried two middle-aged men in gray robes towards Master Kuci.
Kuci walked up quickly.
"He is indeed a fellow disciple of the poor monk."
After checking their situation, Master Kuci bowed respectfully, and then wrote out of his body. But he was a little confused, why did they walk into the eternal night, and why did they go eastward?
At this time, Master Kuci woke them up, but they were still in a state of madness, especially the middle-aged man in gray robe with a yellow face, who was afraid that they would never wake up again.
"Master Kuci bids farewell."
Feng Qingyan wrote.
"The poor monk wishes the benefactor a safe journey."
After Master Kuci finished writing, he put his hands together and saluted. When he saw Feng Qingyan leading Qingniu away, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't.
After emerging from the freezing cold, the eternal night was very easy for Feng Qingyan and there was no danger.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
He walked for more than ten months and was finally walking out of the eternal night. At this moment, he had reached the edge of the eternal night.
As long as we walk a few hundred miles, we can get out of the eternal night.
But at this moment.
But he met two bald middle-aged men in gray robes.
They were lost in the eternal night, scurrying around like headless flies, with anxious looks on their faces.
Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and then stopped to greet him.
If they happen to meet each other, he doesn't mind giving directions, although the possibility of them passing through the eternal night is slim.
Don't they know the dangers of eternal night?
But they came in.
If they wanted to leave and return to Kutuotian, he wouldn't mind taking them with them.
in a blink.
The two bald men in gray robes disappeared, and they did not encounter Feng Qingyan...
After Feng Qingyan walked more than two hundred miles, he saw a bald man in gray robe flying past in the darkness, but his face was full of vigilance and nervousness, as if he had just entered the eternal night.
This made Feng Qingyan a little confused.
But I didn’t think much about it.
Now there are only more than 200 miles left.
But in the eternal night, it is impossible to see outside the night, as the night seems to be endless. Therefore, Feng Qingyan feels that he is close, but he does not know how far away it is.
Walk all the way in the direction pointed by Bianhuahua.
Shortly after.
Feng Qingyan finally stepped out of the eternal night and found himself on the desolate Gobi Desert.
He did not expect that on the other side of the eternal night, there was also the depths of an uninhabited desert, and even the end of the Gobi Desert where not a single blade of grass grew.
"Ahhhh——"
At this moment, Jiu Ge suddenly jumped off the carriage and shouted to the sky, "Sir, we have finally walked through the eternal night. We have passed, haha——"
Both Jiuge and Qingmang were excited and as happy as children.
Ouch——
Qing Mang couldn't help but shout up to the sky.
Feng Qingyan smiled and nodded, feeling very happy, letting the scorching sun shine on his body, seeming to be enjoying the sunshine.
After all, I haven't seen the sun for more than ten months.
But at this time, the scorching sun seemed very dazzling to them, and they were unable to open their eyes for a while.
"Haha, I'm so happy. I can finally talk and everything is restored." Jiuge said happily, then turned around and Feng Qingyan said, "Sir, can you hear my voice? Now Jiuge can feel the presence of Mr.
.”
"heard it."
Feng Qingyan smiled.
It feels really good, like being reborn.
The Gobi Desert at your feet is like a primitive wilderness, looking desolate and lifeless. Under the blue sky, the Gobi Desert has different ups and downs, and seems to contain some of the charm of the sea and the majesty of the mountains...
It is very similar to the Gobi Desert at the end of the Western Region, making people feel like they have returned to the Western Region.
So at this moment.
Jiuge looked around and said with some confusion: "Sir, Jiuge looks a bit like the Gobi Desert at the end of the Western Region? Could it be that we went in the wrong direction and returned to the Western Region?"
"Isn't this possible?"
Qing Mang's heart skipped a beat and he looked around the Gobi Desert. It looked really similar.
You're not really going the other way, are you?
"No, this is the other side of the eternal night, it should be regarded as the Kutuo Heaven." Feng Qingyan smiled, took a deep breath, and sighed, "After walking for more than a year, I finally arrived at the Kutuo Heaven.
Kutuotian, here I come.”
"Kuda Tian, I, Jiu Ge, am also here."
Jiuge laughed and said.
"Kudatian, I, Qingmang, am also here."
Qing Mang said excitedly.
"Let's go."
After sealing Qingyan Road, we returned to the bullock cart.
Qing Mang pulled the bullock cart and ran forward excitedly, running very fast as if the wind was blowing under his hooves.
"It should be autumn now, but when I left Burial Mountain, it was the end of spring the year before last..." Feng Qingyan sat in the bullock cart, opened the curtain and looked at the Gobi Desert outside.
Maybe here.
It is also the end of the Kutuotian Desert and Gobi...
Look around.
It was a bleak and desolate scene, with a few sparse and yellow weeds vaguely visible, but it was difficult to cover up the yellow sand everywhere.
The ruthless Gobi wind savagely attacks the dry and desolate land.
It makes people feel like they are back in ancient times.
In a trance.
Feng Qingyan seemed to feel a bit of the ancient atmosphere again.
It seems that the end of the Kutuotian Desert and Gobi is also a mysterious ancient land.
In this ancient land.
He vaguely felt a faint bitter taste.
Although this bitter taste is very light, it is bitter to the soul, making Feng Qingyan's soul tremble slightly, and he is extremely surprised.
"Sir, why does Jiuge feel that there is a bitter taste in the air?"
Jiuge said a little surprised.
"Your Majesty, Qing Mang has also smelled it."
Qingmang pulled the cart along the road.
"It does have a weird bitter taste."
Feng Qingyan nodded and felt the bitterness in the air seriously, but the more seriously he felt, the stronger the bitterness in the air became.
It was so painful that his face turned bitter.
Soon after, my heart and soul became painful.
This made his emperor's heart tremble, his soul tremble, and his body trembled slightly.
At this moment, Jiuge and Qingmang felt the trembling of the bullock cart, and they were both a little stunned.
Jiuge quickly asked: "Sir?"
But the husband didn't respond. The increasingly bitter taste made his heart tremble and his face gradually turned pale.
He trembled more violently.
"gentlemen?!"
Jiu Ge felt nervous and spoke louder.
However, the husband still didn't respond, which finally made him a little worried, so he quickly went to lift the car curtain.
He saw that his husband seemed to be bent over in pain and his face was frighteningly pale. He was so frightened that Jiu Ge almost lost his mind and shouted anxiously: "What's wrong, sir?"
Qing Mang quickly slowed down, feeling worried in his heart.
"What's wrong, sir? Sir, don't scare Jiuge."
Jiuge hurriedly got into the car and hurriedly helped Feng Qingyan, who seemed to be lying on the low table in pain. At this moment, his hands were shaking slightly, and he was so scared that he almost cried, and said in a crying voice: "Sir, what's wrong with you?
?Speak quickly, don’t scare Jiuge.”
Qing Mang trembled when he heard this, and his eyes showed a look of fear.
"Jiu Ge, what's wrong, sir?"
Qing Mang asked with a trembling voice.
"Qing Mang, sir, something happened. Come and help."
Nine songs and six gods have no master.
At this moment, Qing Mang quickly slowed the car to a stop, threw off the restraints on his body, turned around, walked over and poked his head into the car, and asked hurriedly: "Jiuge, what's wrong, sir?"
"I, I don't know. Sir seems to be in a lot of pain. He was lying on his back in pain."
Jiu Ge said at a loss, not knowing how to save his husband. After all, his husband was his god and the number one virtual saint in the world. He was just a little book boy.
As soon as something happened to his husband, he immediately panicked.
"Jiu Ge, quickly use your divine power to save your Majesty."
Although Qing Mang didn't know how to treat him, he couldn't allow him to think too much at the moment because he was too worried about something happening to him.
"Oh, divine power, divine power..."
Jiu Ge panicked and said with surprise, and immediately input divine power into Feng Qingyan's body. After losing for a while, he turned back and said: "Qing Mang, sir, you are a virtual saint of the holy way. Will the divine power cause the conflict between text and force?"
"Ah? This, this, I, I don't know."
Qing Mang opened his mouth and became a little panicked, saying: "Your divine power can save people, so it should be possible, right?"
"I, I don't know."
Jiu Ge said, but he saw that the gentleman's face was even more bitter and pale, and his body was shaking a little horribly. This frightened him and he quickly withdrew, not daring to inject any more divine power into the gentleman's body, "Qing Mang, hello sir, it seems
It can’t work anymore, ah——”
Jiu Ge finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly "Ah".
"You, what did you say?"
Qing Mang's face turned pale in an instant, his face and eyes were full of fear, and his body started to tremble.
"Hello sir, it seems that it is not working anymore."
Jiuge cried loudly.
"Nine, nine songs, your Majesty is welcome, but how could the No. 1 Xu Sage and the No. 1 gentleman in the world die?" Qing Mang said with a trembling voice. He felt more and more frightened in his heart and felt that his limbs were a little weak.
, "Jiu Ge, don't scare yourself. How could your Majesty die? Your Majesty will never die. Your Majesty just had a small accident now."
"Woo, sir, wake up quickly. Sir, Jiu Ge, please don't scare Jiu Ge."
Jiuge cried loudly.
Extremely sad.
puff!
Qing Mang's feet felt so weak that he finally lost his balance and fell to his knees.
At this moment, tears suddenly flowed out of its eyes, and it looked at the painful figure in the bullock cart with fear and sorrow...
"Sir, sir, wake up quickly."
Jiuge cried.
"Jiu Ge, can you please stop crying? When you cry, I want to cry too." Qing Mang said with pain on his face. His heart is hurting and his soul is hurting at this moment. If something unexpected happens to you, he doesn't dare to imagine it. It seems that
It's getting dark...
However, Feng Qingyan was still lying in pain, his body shaking violently.
He tasted endless suffering in the air, as if the heaven and earth of Kutuo Heaven were filled with endless suffering, which made him suffer so much that his soul was trembling violently.
His heart was in pain, like a knife being twisted.
It's so painful that I can't help myself.
Time passed little by little, but he still couldn't struggle out of the endless suffering. It seemed that the suffering was so much that he couldn't bear it.
"Sir? Sir?"
Jiuge was crying and shouting, but the husband was lying on the table and gradually became motionless. He was so shocked that his eyes suddenly opened wide, full of fear and pain...
"Jiu Ge, what's wrong with you, Your Majesty?"
Qing Mang's four hooves were weak and he still fell to his knees on the ground.
"gentlemen!"
Jiuge roared sadly.
At this moment, Qing Mang was completely stunned, staring blankly at the figure in the bullock cart. Has the king fallen?
but.
Why is this?
Your Majesty, you passed through the terrifying eternal night without any damage, but you died inexplicably on the first step into Kutuo Heaven?
Why is this?
This made Qing Mang unable to accept it, and even more so, he couldn't understand it.
If your Majesty had to fight a terrifying enemy and was defeated and died in the end, it would still be understandable and acceptable...
But I couldn't accept dying like this.
Where is it at this moment?
And at this time.
Jiuge saw that his husband was completely motionless, and his whole body became cold. He seemed to have no life left at all, which made him completely crazy.
"Sir, please don't die, sir!"
Jiuge roared crazily.
However, the gentleman remained motionless, as if he had completely lost his life and was completely dead.
After Jiu Ge went crazy, he completely collapsed, his heart was as gray as ashes, and he stared blankly at the figure in white lying motionless on the table...
His face was as pale as paper and seemed to be filled with endless suffering.
Rumble——
At this moment, the blue and clear sky was suddenly filled with layers of dark clouds, as if they were about to press down from the sky.
The atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became oppressive.
The pressure was so heavy that Qing Mang couldn't breathe. It felt as if something was blocking his heart, making it unable to beat.
"Nine, nine songs, Your Majesty..."
Qing Mang asked blankly.
Jiu Ge didn't listen. He slumped in the car, looking at the gentleman with empty eyes, and his face turned a little gray.
It seems that the vitality in the body is rapidly draining away.
Crash--
The rain was pouring down, and the sky and the earth were completely white.
But at this moment, there are two gray figures flying towards the bullock cart. To be precise, there are not two, but three, and one of the gray figures has a person sandwiched between them...
The person who came was none other than Master Kuci.
When Master Kuci walked out of the eternal night, he was a little confused.
He did not expect that he was lucky enough to survive the most terrifying extreme cold due to his confusion. However, due to his confusion, he went through the extreme cold again and returned to Kutuo Heaven...
He was so miserable that he couldn't speak. What was even more painful was that the devil had come. The devil had come.
The terror of demons is known to the entire Kutuo Heaven.
but now.
The devil crawled out of the devil's abyss.
Endless demons, madly devouring the people of Kutuotian, plundering all the vitality...
Wherever the devil roams, not a blade of grass grows!
A thousand miles away!
However, Kutuotian could not resist and retreated steadily, and finally had to send people to the legendary Eastern Land Zhou Dynasty to ask for reinforcements.
For Kutuotian, the Great Zhou Dynasty of the Eastern Land is indeed a legendary existence.
They didn't know whether the once powerful Eastern Zhou Dynasty was still there, but this was their last chance. Therefore, Kutuotian sent an Arhat (great Confucian) and several Bodhisattvas (great sages) to go
Traveling through the almost impenetrable eternal night, I hope that one or two people can reach the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and invite reinforcements...
Who knows, they will return to Kutuo Heaven.
Therefore, not only was Kuci confused, but the middle-aged man who regained his consciousness was also confused.
But when he came back, he met the benefactor who came from the Eastern Territory Zhou Dynasty, so he was going to ask the benefactor to go to the Eastern Territory Zhou Dynasty with him...
So I quickly chased after him.
However, he did not expect that the benefactor seemed to have passed away.
The already bitter face became even more bitter. He looked at the bullock cart in confusion, wondering why Donor Feng passed away suddenly. Although he could not see clearly the state of Donor Feng, the strength of Donor Feng was not weaker than that of a Bodhisattva.
.
Why did he die suddenly?
When the benefactor passed through the freezing cold, he didn't seem to suffer any injuries.
At this moment, he bowed to the oxcart and stepped onto the oxcart to check on Feng Qingyan, but Jiuge and Qingmang didn't seem to notice their presence at all.
Kuci walked onto the bullock cart and saw Feng Qingyan lying on the table, a look of sadness flashed across his face.
He couldn't feel any life.
It seems that the benefactor is indeed dead, probably dead...
He folded his hands and saluted.
"Master Kuci, please save sir quickly. Please save sir quickly."
Jiuge suddenly pulled at Master Kuci and said, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, his eyes full of hope.
"Little benefactor, the benefactor has gone to the blissful Western Heaven."
Kuci lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, clasped his palms together in front of his chest, and said softly with some sadness.
"Why go to the Western Paradise?" Jiuge asked, still looking forward to it, "Is your husband saved? Is your husband not actually dead? He just fell asleep temporarily?"
"Little benefactor, please express your condolences and be kind to me."
Kuci closed her eyes.
"ah--"
Jiuge let out a sad roar, tearing at Master Kuci and shouting: "Master Kuci, please save Mr. Sir, he won't die. Mr. Sir is the greatest virtual saint throughout the ages, and the greatest gentleman in the world.
Will he die and become a saint..."
"How could sir die?"
"It won't happen, it won't..."
"Master Kuci, Jiu Ge, please, please, please, we must save Mr...."
Jiuge grabbed Master Kuci tightly with both hands and kowtowed fiercely.
well--
Master Kuci sighed deeply in his heart, then opened his eyes and reached out to grab Feng Qingyan's wrist, as if he wanted to feel Feng Qingyan's pulse or breath. However, in addition to feeling the endless pain on Feng Qingyan's body, he
, nothing arrived.
When he saw Feng Qingyan, he seemed to see endless suffering on Feng Qingyan's face.
He didn't know why it was so hard for him to be a benefactor.
But at this moment, he just grabbed Donor Feng's wrist, which made him tremble all over and his soul was suffering...
It seemed that he was crying in pain.
He was horrified and looked at Feng Qingyan in shock.
At this time, he saw that there seemed to be two drops of clear tears on the bed, so he reached out to touch it and put it in his mouth, but he tasted endless pain.
It made him cry.
However, he did not spit it out, but felt it carefully, trying to understand why the benefactor was in such pain.
He vaguely felt that amidst the endless suffering, there was also a touch of sorrow and grief.
After a while.
He looked at Feng Qingyan again and seemed to understand.
The benefactor shed tears not because of pain, but because of the sorrow and sorrow in his heart...
"Donor Feng, why is your heart filled with sadness and mourning?"
Master Kuci asked lightly.
At this moment, he dipped his finger into the second drop of tears, put it into his mouth and tasted it carefully. At first, it was still endlessly bitter, and then there was a touch of sadness and sorrow. Just when he sighed and stopped tasting, his whole person suddenly froze.
.
His body trembled violently again.
Not only was his body trembling, but his soul was also trembling violently.
His eyes widened slightly, as if looking at Feng Qingyan in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.
In a dazed moment.
He seemed to taste the endless suffering in the world...
Tasting the pain of the struggling creatures in the world...