Chapter 928 The bones are the boat, the skin is the sail, and the civilization is the wind
"...The water of the Zhanzhan River is covered with maples. The eyes are so far away that it hurts the heart of spring. The soul has gone and returned, mourning me, the great merchant..."
Ancient chants appeared in the time and space of the Yang world, calling out to the dead.
Call upon the souls of the dead.
As Feng Qingyan sang, there were faint shadows coming out of the wasteland of Kyushu.
Although they had died long ago and even their souls no longer existed, in Feng Qingyan's singing.
They emerged from the wasteland.
Because there were traces of them in the wasteland, and there are still people in the world who have never forgotten them.
And the Kyushu civilization has never been wiped out.
As long as there are traces, the world will never forget them, and Kyushu civilization will not perish, they cannot be completely eradicated.
Although they are dead.
However, it is also completely integrated with Kyushu.
At this moment, the first faint shadow that walked out of the wasteland could be vaguely seen, wearing ordinary gray cloth, with a very tall figure, and a roll of bamboo slips hanging around his waist.
Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could feel that the other person was an old Confucian scholar who had read a lot of poetry and books, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of poetry and books.
"The journey of the great road means that the world is for the common good."
The old Confucian scholar looked up at Tianyu Dao, pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the wasteland and said: "My emperor is calling us, and I hope you will wake up quickly and help my emperor."
Before he could finish speaking, shadows quickly emerged from the wasteland.
They are either wearing commoners, blue shirts, Confucian robes, carrying musical instruments, hanging swords, holding chess, holding pens, or holding fans...
A total of eighty-one shadows walked out.
"Life is what I want; righteousness is also what I want. You cannot have both, and you must sacrifice life for righteousness."
A middle-aged Confucian scholar said loudly, his figure instantly became taller, and he was full of righteousness.
"Officials are not always noble, and people are never always lowly!"
An old man in coarse cloth said.
"If you don't cultivate the past, you will always be lawless!"
A cold voice sounded, coming from a stern-faced middle-aged man with a harsh temperament bursting from his body.
Lawless laws and regulations appeared around him, making the world afraid to break them.
"Those who are willing to do so can unite the weak to attack one strong one."
"A horizontal person is one who is strong in order to attack the weak."
Two men walked out together, seemingly uniting in an instant.
"It is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, as motionless as a mountain, as unpredictable as the clouds, and as moving as thunder."
A loud shout rang out, falling like a thunderbolt from the Nine Heavens, causing the heaven and earth to shake. At this moment, gold-armed and iron horses flew by...
"Metal generates water, water generates wood, wood generates fire, fire generates earth, and earth generates metal."
Gold and stone emerged between the sky and the earth, and suddenly a torrent of water arose, and towering trees grew out of the water, and then they were suddenly burned by raging fire...
"A bumper harvest!"
Grain seedlings appear out of thin air, grow rapidly, and mature in the blink of an eye.
"A white horse is not a horse."
A man shook his head with a fan and said.
"Preparing everything in the world for ancient and modern matters."
One man said domineeringly.
"The finishing touch!"
Someone else drew quickly with a brush, then added eyes to the drawn dragon, and the dragon suddenly jumped into the sky.
"Here comes the sword! Kill one person in ten steps!"
Someone suddenly threw away his pen and came to kill with a sword.
"The harp is about emotion; the harp is about forbiddenness."
There are also people who come carrying the piano.
They came out of the wasteland and gathered around the old Confucian scholar intentionally or unintentionally. They either smiled, or looked coldly, or looked away, or were in a daze, or frowned, or pondered, or looked directly at
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"My emperor is calling us."
The old Confucian scholar pondered for a while and said.
"I know."
A cold middle-aged man said coldly.
"My emperor needs us."
The old Confucian said.
"I know." Another man said, looking quite anxious, "Now, what do we need to do? How can we get to my emperor."
"Tell me quickly, how can I get to my emperor?"
There is also humanity.
"Old Master, don't wait any longer and tell me now."
A thin middle-aged man holding a wine pot in one hand and a sword in the other took a sip of wine and said: "My sword is hungry and thirsty."
"My pen can write about everything in the world!"
Someone else smiled.
"Hmph, Confucianism disrupts the law with literature, and chivalry violates the law with force!" The cold middle-aged man had a cold face, looking like he was unhappy with everyone.
"A harsh government is fiercer than a tiger."
A tall middle-aged man shook his head.
"Don't make any noise!"
Someone said anxiously, "We have been arguing for thousands of years, but we still can't calm down? Now our emperor is in trouble and needs our help!"
"I have a hundred grains to help my emperor."
An old farmer said.
"I have thousands of chariots and millions of soldiers!"
A middle-aged man said proudly, with an aura of iron and blood bursting out from his body, "It's no big deal to capture the city..."
"I have a plan that can combine vertical and horizontal forces to destroy the enemy in an instant!"
A young man smiled.
"Flowers bloom in my writing."
Someone kept talking, which made the cold middle-aged man more and more unhappy, and shouted: "Quiet! Now is the time for a battle of wills?"
"Old Master, if you're not happy, please tell me quickly."
The thin middle-aged man who was drinking and holding a sword said that he was already a bit drunk at this moment.
"Use my bones as a boat and my skin as a sail to build a divine boat in the vast sea."
The old Confucian said.
"I don't know how many years we have been dead, so where are our bones?"
Some people shook their heads.
"If you build this boat, you can go to my emperor's place?"
Some people wondered.
"Of course."
A tall, middle-aged man with an air of righteousness said, "If we continue to take civilization as the wind, we can ride the wind and waves."
"How to build a boat?"
"The skin of our bones has long been integrated with the heaven and earth."
"This method may be feasible."
"Don't worry about whether it's feasible or not. My emperor is in trouble now and we can't delay it." Someone else said, "Old Master, build the divine boat quickly."
"My sword has been hungry and thirsty for a long time." The thin middle-aged man holding the sword said, and then looked at everyone, "Who has wine? Lend me a pot, and he will return it in the sea."
"quiet!"
The cold middle-aged man shouted, looking coldly at the lazy men around him, wishing he could throw them into a prison cell, or go mining or farming...
"My emperor has an order."
At this moment, the old Confucian scholar bowed to Jiuzhou and said: "Use the bones of our eighty-one saints as stones and the skins as sails to build a divine boat in the vast sea."
"My emperor has an order."
"Use our eighty-one pairs of bones as stones and our skins as sails to build a divine boat in the vast sea!"
The saints were silent for a moment and then bowed to the Nine Provinces Wasteland.
When the ceremony is over.
From the wasteland of Kyushu, white bones suddenly flew out.
However, these bones are illusory, but they burst out with dazzling white light and strong literary spirit.
"Use words as swords."
The old Confucian said.
At this time, words flew out from the old Confucian scholar's body and turned into a big knife, cutting away the bones.
Cut the white bones into stone strips.
The saints didn't say anything, they just watched in silence. Some of them had smiles on their faces, as if they were not chipping away at their own bones.
When the bones were cut, they were quickly stacked together and gradually formed a boat.
"The skin comes and is cut into sails."
Then, eighty-one illusory saint skins were quickly cut and turned into sails.
Shortly after.
A huge divine boat appeared.
The White Bone Stone is a thousand feet long and hundreds of feet high. It is pure white and flawless, and exudes a holy radiance.
So holy!
Moreover, the white bones are as crystal clear as jade, extremely hard, holy and flawless, exuding a gentle holy light.
"Everyone, board the ship."
The old Confucian said that he was the first to board the bone-stone ship, followed closely by the tall, middle-aged man who was full of righteousness.
Then all the saints boarded the boat one by one.
"Civilization is the wind!"
The old Confucian said.
Huhu——
Suddenly a strong wind arose, the white sails were raised, and the ship of bones and stone flew away quickly.
Shortly after.
The ship of bones and stone sailed into the darkness, with only the holy light shining.
"Old Master, where is the road?"
Someone frowned.
"The road is ahead."
The old Confucian said.
However, as the Bone Stone Ship went deeper into the darkness, many saints became confused and even a little confused.
Can they still make it in time?
Moreover, they seemed to have lost their way and could no longer sense my emperor's call.
"Old Master, darkness and ignorance make it impossible to navigate."
"Then light up the darkness."
The old Confucian said.
"What about ignorance?"
There is humanity.
"Learning through literature."
The old Confucian replied.
In the darkness, in order to move forward, the Bone Stone Ship constantly lights up the fire of civilization and illuminates the way forward with the fire of civilization.
The bone and stone ship broke through the layers of darkness and came.
It's like riding the wind and waves.
During the voyage, the Bone Stone Ship encountered many difficulties, but they were resolved one by one.
"My sword is already hungry and thirsty!" said the thin middle-aged man, holding the already empty wine bottle, and then danced with his sword and sang: "Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles. When it's over, just brush off your clothes and go."
, hiding deep in one’s body and name…”
"A hero breaks the law with force!"
The cold middle-aged man said coldly.
"A chivalrous person is righteous."
However, an old man smiled and said, "If there is peace in the world, we will level it with one sword."
"Ha ha--"
Someone laughed.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe tens of thousands of years.
They sailed through world after world in the dark, and finally came to a world. This world was extremely strange...
There is a strange smell permeating the air.
"My emperor is here!"
The old Confucian said.
"My emperor is indeed here, but there is something wrong with my emperor's condition."
The tall middle-aged man said, his brows furrowed tightly at this moment.
"When I entered this world, I received the words of my emperor about the future." The old Confucian scholar pondered for a while and said, "My emperor needs us to jointly plan a plan..."
"Can."
"good!"
"Haha not bad."
"My sword..."
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!"
…
Deep in the underworld!
At this moment, Feng Qingyan's condition was very unstable and he was on the verge of explosion.
Although he is still conscious, his state is unstable and he may be infected and corroded at any time.
But fortunately.
He finally held on until the disciples returned.
"Ha ha--"
He looked up to the sky and laughed.
Although the laughter was so weird and unpleasant that even the huge creatures in the infinite depths of the underworld couldn't help but cover their ears.
but.
Feng Qingyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as all the disciples appear in the dream world of reincarnation, everything will be settled.
At this moment, he no longer moved, no longer suppressed, but stared coldly at the huge creature in the depths, his eyes like knives.
It makes the giant creature very uncomfortable.
but.
The other party is about to die, why can't we make the other party hate him?
The giant creature doesn't mind at all.
Furthermore, it found that it had become more generous, no longer angry, no longer careless, and more broad-minded.
Before.
This is simply not allowed to happen.
This is naturally not because it is broad-minded, but because it can do nothing.
"But will his millstone explode?"
The giant creature became a little worried and thought about whether to take action first and grab the millstone in order to avoid exploding along with the man in white.
This millstone is a supreme thing, even more terrifying than its soul-eating straw rope.
Naturally, he was jealous.
"You come from illusion and end up without roots. This is your failure."
The giant creature commented.
After a while.
"Why aren't you dead yet?"
The huge creature frowned and found that the state of the man in white seemed to be stable. No, it seemed that it was not just stable, but...
At this moment, its expression suddenly changed. How did it come back?
Seeing the strange state of the man in white, it suddenly disappeared and returned to human form, as if nothing had happened.
This made him completely stunned.
I felt a little shocked.
What the hell happened?
Ouch——
The huge creature roared, what on earth happened?
It was obviously going to explode, but why did everything suddenly go away, as if nothing had happened?
How did he resolve it?
"Where is the second soul?"
The huge creature roared angrily.
However, the second soul did not respond at all and seemed to have disappeared.
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At this moment, he no longer moved, no longer suppressed, but stared coldly at the huge creature in the depths, his eyes like knives.
It makes the giant creature very uncomfortable.
but.
The other party is about to die, why can't we make the other party hate him?
The giant creature doesn't mind at all.
Furthermore, it found that it had become more generous, no longer angry, no longer careless, and more broad-minded.
Before.
This is simply not allowed to happen.
This is naturally not because it is broad-minded, but because it can do nothing.
"But will his millstone explode?"
The giant creature became a little worried and thought about whether to take action first and grab the millstone in order to avoid exploding along with the man in white.
This millstone is a supreme thing, even more terrifying than its soul-eating straw rope.
Naturally, he was jealous.
"You come from illusion and end up without roots. This is your failure."
The giant creature commented.
After a while.
"Why aren't you dead yet?"
The huge creature frowned and found that the state of the man in white seemed to be stable. No, it seemed that it was not just stable, but...
At this moment, its expression suddenly changed. How did it come back?
Seeing the strange state of the man in white, it suddenly disappeared and returned to human form, as if nothing had happened.
This made him completely stunned.
I felt a little shocked.
What the hell happened?
Ouch——
The huge creature roared, what on earth happened?
It was obviously going to explode, but why did everything suddenly go away, as if nothing had happened?
How did he resolve it?
"Where is the second soul?"
The huge creature roared angrily.
However, the second soul did not respond at all and seemed to have disappeared.