In the funeral palace, the song "The Conjuring" resounded all over the city, filled with a faint sadness, which made people cry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 At this time, Feng Qingyan looked at Feng Juxu who was staring blankly, and his mood seemed to be greatly affected......

And the bronze coffin was as red as a drop of blood, and it looked incomparably bewitching in this darkness.

Click-click--

The heavy lid of the coffin slowly rose and was silently suspended in mid-air.

"The Zhanzhan River is full of water, and there is a maple on it. The eyes are extremely thousand, and the heart is sad. The soul has returned, and I mourn my great business......"

An ancient and mournful chant came out of the bronze coffin, causing Feng Qingyan's body to shake suddenly, as if calling him. Then, from the bronze coffin, he saw a blurry picture of countless people kneeling in front of a large tomb.

They were kneeling respectfully and chanting reverently.

The chant resounded from the earth, and then throughout the clouds, as if it had traveled through time and space, louder and louder, and more and more.

"The soul is back! Gong Zhu Zhaojun, back to the first. Qin Jian Qi wisps, Zheng Mian is a little stronger. The trick should be prepared, and the eternal roar will be called. ”

Here, Feng Qingyan stared blankly at the scene, his soul trembling. Moreover, the picture he saw was getting clearer and clearer, and he could clearly see the demeanor of each person.

Everyone was in mourning.

In the picture, the tombstone is nine feet high, standing above the earth.

"Kneel!"

A voice was drinking.

At this point, all the people are on their knees.

"One knock!"

The voice whispered again.

At this point, everyone bowed down to the tombstone and bowed their heads.

"Two knocks!"

"Three knocks!"

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At this time, Feng Qingyan's body was trembling slightly, and two strings of tears flowed on his face at some point, and his expression was sad. They were summoning spirits, they were summoning back the soul of his sealed Qingyan, and then he saw that blood was shed on that tombstone.

Drip it down.

It's just that the soul doesn't come back.

I don't see the return, I don't see the return, I don't see the return......

"Woo woo woo ......"

The ghosts are crying!

The soul is back, the soul is back!

But the soul never returns!

At this time, Feng Qingyan was already in tears, and his vision was a little blurred. At some point, the chant began to slowly lower down, and the image gradually disappeared.

When he recovered, there was no picture in the coffin, and there was no chanting.

In the bronze coffin, there is just a black token quietly suspended, the token is simple and unpretentious, and it looks more and more ordinary. He reached out and picked up the token, which was slightly cold in his hand, but he didn't feel anything else.

And when he picked up the token and looked under the coffin, the whole person was stunned.

In the coffin, there was a man lying there, a man of about twenty-five or sixteen, who looked exactly like him......

He suddenly felt that the person lying in the coffin was him.

At this time, he stared blankly, as if in the mirror, and the person in the coffin was him. Immediately afterwards, the person in the coffin slowly sank down, and finally turned into a human skin.

A piece of skin that appears to have been taken off his body.

When he looked at it, the human skin slowly dissipated, and there was nothing in the coffin.

After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, looked back at Feng Juxu with a sad face, and asked, "Is he me?"

"Minister, the Marquis of Qingshan Country, the Chenghuang of Qingshan Mansion, meet my emperor. ”

At this time, Feng Juxu, who had been standing in the firelight, suddenly knelt down towards Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan saw that the whole person was stunned, looking at Feng Juxu who was kneeling down in a daze, and didn't seem to react for a while. Then, he became a little puzzled, didn't Feng Juxu say that he was just the last heir of the Feng family, when did he become the son of heaven of the Great Shang Empire?

"What did you say?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan came back to his senses and said.

"Minister, the Marquis of Qingshan Country, the Chenghuang of Qingshan Mansion, meet my emperor. Feng Juxu said respectfully again.

Feng Qingyan blinked his eyes, and after thinking about it, he was slowly relieved.

That bronze coffin was cast by the Feng family's great merchants after thousands of years, but it was finally used on his body? I'm afraid that his identity is not just the last heir of the Feng family.

If he was once the Son of Heaven of the Great Shang Empire, then it would be a good explanation why the bronze coffin was used on him.

It's just that he didn't expect that his past life would be so terrifying.

Before, he was still a little puzzled, how could such a bronze coffin against the sky be used on his body, it turned out to be like this......

"You mean to say that in my previous life, I was the Son of Heaven of the Great Shang Empire?"

After a while, Feng Qingyan asked quietly, seeing that Feng Juxu was still running, he said, "Get up." ”

"Ahh

At this time, Feng Juxu sighed, stood up and said: "My emperor is not only the son of heaven of my Great Shang Empire, but also the son of yin in the underworld managed by my ghost clan. ”

Feng Qingyan frowned, he couldn't imagine that his previous life was not only the son of heaven in the yang world, but also the son of heaven in the underworld. The yang and the underworld are all in charge, and it can really be said that it controls all living beings in heaven and earth, and the authority is absolutely monstrous......

"Really?" Feng Qingyan said.

"Not bad. Feng Juxu nodded and said, but when he saw Feng Qingyan, who was reincarnated and reborn, he couldn't remember everything, and he felt a little sad in his heart.

Is the reincarnated emperor still my emperor?

Also, can my emperor still rebuild the underworld, rebuild my Great Shang Empire, and return to his homeland?

At this time, Feng Juxu was very at a loss in his heart, and he was really dead, and now he was just a wisp of soul left, and he couldn't help Feng Qingyan anymore......

Or help him regain his memory.

At this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, you also left a wisp of divine soul in the token of the City God Hall. ”

"Not bad. Feng Juxu nodded.

"What did you leave behind there?" Feng Qingyan asked with some curiosity.

Feng Juxu shook his head after a deep sigh, and finally sighed and said: "Let it be, my emperor doesn't have to care, it's just a little wishful thinking of the minister." ”

Feng Qingyan frowned, seeing that Feng Juxu was reluctant to mention it again, he didn't continue to ask.

However, he could see that Feng Juxu was a little disappointed in him, because the ghost clan paid a huge price, and the reincarnated people did not have the slightest sense of belonging to the Great Shang Empire and the ghost clan......

He was reborn and was no longer the Son of Heaven of the Great Shang Empire.

"Feng Juxu, I have a doubt. After a while, Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and asked, "My father Feng Manlou looks the same as me and you, also known as Feng Juxu, the same name as you, what is in it?"

Feng Juxu smiled faintly and said, "If my emperor wants to know, he can only find the answer himself." ”

When Feng Qingyan heard this, his brows furrowed slightly.

"My emperor, it's time for the ministers, and it's time to go. ”

At this time, Feng Juxu said quietly, his face was very calm, and finally stared at Feng Qingyan and said, "My emperor, if you have the opportunity, please go back to your homeland." In our homeland, there should still be our people......"

…… (To be continued.) )