Chapter 968 I don't change my face, but you are old
On the east mountain.
A moment.
I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed in this world.
In the blink of an eye on Dongshan Mountain, the earth has changed.
The ancient bronze coffin in which the Human Emperor was buried was still lying there quietly, exuding endless desolation.
Eight thick iron cables that have been tempered for thousands of times are still tightly connected to the depths of endless darkness.
Lock it tightly.
The Human Emperor was killed by the Lord of Heaven at the end of time and space.
The corpse is also trapped at the end of time and space.
No return!
And I don’t know when.
At the other end of time and space,
An ancient and dilapidated stone ship came through the layers of space, as unstoppable as riding the wind and waves.
Broken stone boat.
It is the holy ship that was once pure and white.
but now.
It was in very bad condition, and the hull was riddled with holes.
However, it is still holy, exuding endless brilliance, illuminating the endless darkness, warming the cold...
now.
It comes out of nowhere.
Like an ancient behemoth.
It smashed ferociously onto the eight hardened iron cables.
boom--
Electric light and flint!
The broken stone boat trembled slightly.
However, the eight extremely strong iron cables remained motionless, and he couldn't help but let out a sad whimper.
Hit it hard again.
The sound shook thousands of miles.
boom--
The iron rope remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.
The stone boat smashed down again, twice, three times, four times...
However, the stone boat, which was already very dilapidated, became even more dilapidated.
I don’t know how many years have passed, maybe one year, maybe ten years, maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years.
The eight iron cables that had been tempered for thousands of years were finally broken by the stone ship.
but.
The unbound ancient bronze coffin is still lying there.
Lying quietly and motionless.
at this time.
A faint shadow stepped off the dilapidated stone boat.
The phantom is wearing a very ordinary gray cloth.
tall and big.
A roll of bamboo slips hangs around his waist.
Although you can't see his face clearly, you can feel that the other person is an old Confucian scholar who has read many poems and books.
There is a rich and extremely literary atmosphere exuding all over his body.
The old Confucian scholar did not look small at all under the thousand-foot stone boat, but he was very eye-catching.
Walking step by step towards the ancient bronze coffin in the void.
Finally, he stopped in front of the bronze coffin.
After the old Confucian scholar came down.
One figure after another stepped off the stone boat.
They are either clothed in commoners, or in green shirts, or in Confucian robes, or carrying harps on their backs, or hanging swords, or holding chess, or holding pens, or holding fans...
Everyone exudes a rich and extremely literary spirit.
One, two, three...
A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one shadows stepped off the stone ship.
They slowly gathered in front of the ancient bronze coffin, exuding an aura of sadness and wisps of sadness.
"My Emperor——"
Eighty-one phantoms faced the bronze coffin. After adjusting their clothes, they all knelt down and worshiped with a "swish" sound.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
The voice was extremely sad.
Eighty-one phantoms knelt in the void for a long time. They all had tears streaming down their faces and were extremely sad.
Cry loudly!
My emperor, collapse the sky!!
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In the void where darkness and coldness coexist.
Eighty-one shadows, carrying a huge bronze coffin on their shoulders, boarded the dilapidated stone boat step by step.
The bronze coffin was so heavy that it seemed to bend the eighty-one shadows.
The steps were heavy and he walked step by step.
"My emperor, return—"
A sad voice echoed throughout the universe.
As a result, the dilapidated stone boat carrying the ancient bronze coffin left the end of the world and drifted in the endless void.
Find your way back.
Feng Qingyan called out again, singing "The Soul Calling" that penetrated time and space.
but.
But they couldn't hear it.
I can no longer guide them and light up the dark places.
It seems that after cutting off the iron chain of heaven, it lost all its power and completely severed contact with him.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
The holy radiance exuded by the dilapidated stone ship is gradually fading away.
The speed starts getting slower and slower.
The vast universe, the boundless starry sky, and the dead silence of coldness and darkness are everywhere.
In the vast sky.
Although there are billions of stars, it is difficult to find traces of life, and it is even harder to find a way back.
This dilapidated stone ship is like a lonely ant crawling slowly in the dark, cold and boundless universe.
Extremely lonely.
I don’t know how many years have passed.
The broken stone ship carried the ancient bronze coffin to a silver-white galaxy, and finally landed helplessly on a desolate planet.
Rumble——
The stone ship hit the ground and sunk deeply, causing the entire planet to tremble.
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On the east mountain.
It’s still a matter of thousands of years.
Feng Qingyan could only watch helplessly as the holy ship carrying the Human Emperor's coffin fell powerlessly, unable to return to Kyushu...
now.
He closed his eyes.
The situation in heaven and earth is still changing...
And he was constantly deducing how to bring the Emperor back to Kyushu.
In an instant.
He doesn't know how many times he has deduced it.
Finally, under the Great Reincarnation Technique, an answer was deduced.
then.
The wind and clouds stopped changing.
And his figure gradually appeared on the top of Dongshan Mountain.
Dongjun felt his presence.
Fei Bai and Jiu Ge also felt his presence.
At this moment, they all looked towards Feng Qingyan, with shock and excitement on their faces.
"gentlemen?"
Jiu Ge was so excited that his whole body was shaking.
Some still can't believe it.
He reached out and rubbed his eyes. The husband was still there, still looking at him with a smile.
This is not an illusion.
this……
Mr. Zhen is back.
Jiuge's body trembled violently, and tears immediately burst into his face. His voice trembled as he said, "Sir, are you finally back?"
"came back."
Feng Qingyan smiled.
"Moo——"
Qingniu was also extremely excited and couldn't help shouting to the sky.
"Dongjun, we have not seen each other for many days."
Feng Qingyan looked at Dong Jundao, and then his eyes fell on Fei Bai, "Uncle Da Zong's style remains the same."
"Canonization..."
Dongjun was quite emotional.
"Canonization is too much."
However, Fei Bai recovered quickly and said with a faint smile.
At this moment Jiu Ge and Qing Niu were running towards him.
"gentlemen!"
"Moo!"
Just when Jiu Ge was about to pounce, he felt something was wrong and stopped suddenly.
Qing Niu rubbed Feng Qingyan's feet with its head.
Feng Qingyan touched Jiuge's head and said gently: "I have finally grown up."
Jiu Ge was touched by Feng Qingyan and suddenly became a little shy, which made Qing Niu tremble all over and became a little chilly.
"gentlemen……"
Jiuge said with a shy face.
His face turned a little red and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Feng Qingyan.
Dongjun: "..."
Fei Bai: "..."
Qing Niu wanted to roll his eyes when he saw it. Jiu Ge didn't think he was a woman. Isn't this expression disgusting?
vomit--
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Dongshan Divine Realm.
The splendid spirit is permeating the air.
The beautiful bird is singing.
Colorful chickens are looking for food.
Countless exotic flowers are blooming.
The spiritual tree is exhaling.
I saw bursts of divine sounds and thousands of rays of light reaching into the sky.
It's like a divine realm in heaven.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan and Dong Jun were walking on the grass, talking as they walked...
He didn't know what he was talking about, which caused the heaven and earth to tremble, making Jiu Ge, Fei Bai and Qing Mang all surprised.
"Jiu Ge, are you a boy or a girl?"
Qingniu couldn't help but said.
"..."
Jiuge was silent for a moment and then gave Qingniu a roll of his eyes.
Shortly after.
Dongjun's face became solemn.
"you consider it."
Feng Qingyan said silently, then waved to Jiuge and Qingniu, and left the Dongshan Divine Realm in the former ox cart.
This made Jiuge and Qingniu extremely excited.
Howling.
"Jiu Ge, if you have a husband, you don't need a teacher anymore."
Dong Jun looked at the ox cart leaving and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
Fei Bai just smiled.
When the bullock cart completely left Dongshan, Dongjun's face became solemn again, as if something was weighing on his heart.
"Your Majesty, do you have something on your mind?"
Fei Bai pondered for a while and said.
Dongjun just shook his head and said nothing more.
At this moment, he came to the top of Dongshan Mountain and looked at Zhou Tianxia for a long time, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
I don’t know when.
Fei Bai came behind Dong Jun, frowning slightly.
I don’t know what Feng Sheng and your Majesty said.
Ever since Feng Sheng said something to your Majesty, your Majesty has become like this.
She sighed inwardly.
"Fei Bai, I'm going to travel around the world, and you'll be in charge of Dongshan Divine Mansion for the time being."
Dong Jun pondered for a moment, but did not look back.
"Your Majesty, Fei Bai will always wait for your return."
Fei Bai said softly.
Dongjun didn't say much, and went to travel around the world.
After walking around the world, we went to the Shanhai Realm, Wushan Realm, Kunxu Realm...
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The ox cart came from Dongshan.
We arrived at the easternmost place in Zhou Dynasty, Qincheng.
Hundreds of years have passed.
Qincheng has not changed much. It still stands on a cliff floating out of the sea.
Look from a distance.
Like a lyre hanging out of the sea cliff.
Years later.
Return to Qincheng.
Feng Qingyan couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
There used to be dozens of ox-carts or horse-drawn carriages coming together. The first guests were Jiangshan, Helianshan, Muyu, Fangwang, Jianyage, and Zhu Yan.
There are also piano players from Fengming Qin Society.
And now.
There was only one person, one god and one cow, so it seemed a little lonely.
Qincheng still has no city walls.
You can see scattered pavilions and pavilions everywhere.
Not only are there shade trees, but there are also birds singing and flowers fragrant, and waterfalls hanging in the sky.
On the colorful sky.
From time to time, there are waves of ethereal piano music, which makes people feel peaceful and peaceful.
Just like heaven and earth.
In a city that was once familiar, but now seems a bit strange.
You can still find outstanding piano players everywhere.
Either on the street, in a pavilion, on the grass, by a small bridge, or in front of a sea cliff...
Groups of three and five.
Either holding the qin, carrying the qin on the back, playing the qin, or discussing the qin.
The sound of the piano is everywhere.
The piano player is talking loudly.
Seeing such a familiar scene, Feng Qingyan seemed to have returned to the past and was actually a little lost.
If only this could be the case in the future.
How good is that?
In an instant.
His mind was shaking slightly, and he finally sighed.
Hope so.
The appearance of the bullock cart did not cause any shock in Qincheng...
After all, a hundred years have passed.
How many familiar faces have long since grown old?
Although his name is still sung throughout the world, and his legend has been circulating in Qin City. However, he no longer knows the current Qin player...
And the current piano player also doesn't know him.
At that time, he was playing music on the street and singing to Dong Gonglan, "There is a beautiful woman. I will never forget it when I see her. If I don't see her for a day, I will miss her like crazy. The phoenix is soaring, and the phoenix is sought from all over the world..."
, has long since aged, and his face is covered with wrinkles.
At this moment, I was drinking wine and discussing the piano with a group of fellow piano players.
Recalling the grand scene of Qincheng in those days.
I can't help but shake my head at those young men on the street who play "Feng Qiu Huang" or even erotic songs and boldly express their love to the girls on the street.
"The world is getting worse."
“People’s hearts are not as old as they used to be!”
The handsome young man from back then shook his head and said.
"Haha, you old guy, you were just like this back then, but now you have the nerve to talk to others?"
Another old man pointed at him and said.
"Back then, I was a young man who knew no worries."
The handsome young man from back then sighed and said.
Several middle-aged and elderly piano players smiled bitterly. They were indeed young people who didn't know their worries back then...
"Drink, drink."
An old man said with a smile.
But at this time.
A bullock cart drove slowly by, and a young man in white clothes, about twenty years old, lifted the curtain and looked over.
At that time, the handsome young man's eyes happened to fall on the bullock cart.
He felt that the oxcart looked familiar, so he couldn't help but take a closer look, and saw the man who had caused a sensation in Qin City back then.
The four eyes looked at each other.
Feng Qingyan smiled and nodded to him.
The curtain was lowered and the bullock cart continued to drive...
jingle——
The wine glass suddenly fell.
The handsome young man back then stared blankly at the oxcart slowly leaving.
There was only a smiling face left in his eyes.
Hundreds of years have passed.
The face of the man who once caused a sensation in the entire Qin City has not changed at all, but his demeanor has become even more impressive.
"What's wrong, you old guy?"
A middle-aged piano player said with a smile.
"Brother Chen?"
Another old man said.
In the pavilion.
These several qin players who were once handsome young men also benefited greatly when they were conferred as saints and learned the qin, and their qin skills improved by leaps and bounds.
Some are already kings of the piano, and some are kings of the piano.
but.
More, but it's just Qin Xiang and can't go any further.
Middle-aged qin players are already qin kings, or even qin kings, but old people are just qinxiang...
After all, becoming Qinjun is not a matter of hard work.
It's a matter of talent, chance and luck.
A piano player without talent must have chance or luck, otherwise it will be difficult to step into the realm of a piano master.
"Canonization..."
Back then, Pianpian Young Master was mumbling in his sleep, "I, I... look, I saw the canonization..."
He stretched out his old hand and pointed tremblingly at the leaving bullock cart.
"Canonization?"
Several people were stunned for a moment.
Although they didn't quite believe it, they subconsciously looked around and saw a familiar-looking bullock cart driving towards the end of the street.
Disappeared.
This seems to be indeed the ox cart used in the canonization...
It's just that there are too many people in the world imitating the canonization, so there are many more oxcarts in the world, and even the decorations are almost the same.
Just as simple and unpretentious.
"Canonization has disappeared for hundreds of years."
A middle-aged Qinjun looked back and shook his head.
His ability to attain the position of Qin Lord is closely related to Feng Sheng's study of Qin in Qin City.
in some sense.
Being canonized can be regarded as half of his teacher, and can even be said to be Qin Jun's teacher.
Why doesn't he want to see the canonized person again?
"Really, really canonized..."
The handsome young man back then said with a trembling voice, "No, the appearance has not changed at all, it is just like it was in the past..."
At this moment, he walked out of the pavilion tremblingly with excitement.
Holding a cane, he chased the bullock cart.
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And at the highest point of Qin City, in the garden behind the palace.
There was a woman sitting quietly in front of the piano.
Hundreds of years have passed.
She is no longer in her prime.
Although that typical oval face is trying hard and deliberately to maintain a youthful look, it cannot be stopped. My heart is in the old age...