At night.

The old man of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion who looked like an old farmer was still kneeling respectfully on the ground.

Although he couldn't tell the difference at this time, whether Feng Qingyan was the lord of the mansion himself, a descendant of the lord of the mansion, or a descendant of the emperor, it could be said that he was the blood of the emperor.

And judging from Feng Qingyan's appearance, it is more likely that he is a descendant of the mansion master.

"The crown prince is not only the bloodline of the emperor, but also the descendant of the lord of the mansion, so he is naturally the prince of my Qingshan Kingdom. The old farmer seemed to see Feng Qingyan's doubts, so he explained that his identity may be wrong, but the terrifying existence behind him will definitely not be wrong.

This is the tattoo of the people of the demon clan.

Even saints cannot imitate, let alone manufacture.

"Qingshan Country?"

Feng Qingyan suddenly felt a little familiar, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, so he said: "Hurry up, please get up, this will make Qingyan lose his life." ”

And at this time, he faintly felt that something was wrong with Fu Lao's physical condition, and then he remembered the words of the four ghost kings of Youdu when he was in the Sword Kingdom, and his face couldn't help but change suddenly.

"Fu Lao is injured?"

Feng Qingyan hurriedly stepped forward to help the old farmer and said, "How is the injury......?"

The old farmer smiled bitterly, but did not say much.

Seeing that Feng Qingyan didn't admit it, he didn't force anything, after all, even he couldn't confirm it, so he said: "Please also canonize the saint for the sake of the old decay's face and agree to the old decay." ”

"The old man can call me Qingyan, there is no need to be so polite. Feng Qingyan hurriedly said, "Fu Lao, please say, as long as it does not violate morality, Qingyan is duty-bound." ”

If there was no old man desperately to save him, he would have died a long time ago.

Although he had already guessed that the Qingshan Marquis Mansion must have something to ask for to save him, as long as it didn't violate morality, he wouldn't mind.

"Please also canonize me and take a trip to my Qingshan Marquis Mansion. ”

The old farmer groaned.

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, looked at the old farmer and said, "Just go to the Qingshan Hou Mansion?"

The old farmer nodded.

"Okay. ”

Feng Qingyan thought about it for a while, and vaguely guessed what he was going to do when he went to the Qingshan Marquis Mansion, "When?"

"The sooner the better, the old decay can't last long. ”

The old farmer was a little unwilling.

His soul was so badly wounded that he probably wouldn't live for a few months.

When he dies, even his soul will be scattered, and he will not be able to become a Yin Soul at all, let alone a Yin Ghost. If he could become a ghost, he would not be so anxious and unwilling. Unexpectedly, after living cautiously for more than 2,000 years, he finally ......

"Tomorrow morning, then. Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said, "Elder Fu, your injuries are really not saved?"

"Even the doctor's Bian Que can't be saved. ”

The old farmer shook his head.

At this time, the old peasant has fallen from the existence of the great virtuous level to the level of the literary minister.

"What about my Confucian sect leader?" Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment, he had a sect leader's "Shangzi card", he could ask the sect leader to make a move, "I can't save the old man?"

The old farmer shook his head and said, "Thank you for your concern, my injury, no one can save it in this world." ”

"What kind of injury is it?"

Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed.

After all, Fu Lao was his savior, and he couldn't watch his savior die.

"Soul. ”

The old farmer hesitated for a moment and said, "Unless the lord of the mansion is reincarnated, or the Tubo of the hidden capital makes a move." ”

Feng Qingyan sighed.

"Tomorrow morning, the old man will be waiting for canonization on the Lingshui Bridge. ”

At this time, the old farmer saluted and quickly retreated.

Feng Qingyan stood silently for a moment, then returned to the academy, and on the way he kept thinking about the words of the old man, could he really be a descendant of the emperor?

It shouldn't be.

Also, listening to the words of the old man, it seems that he is incomparably similar to the Marquis of Qingshan, almost the same......

This, let alone that.

After a while, Feng Qingyan returned to the academy, and he did not go back to the Jiazi Courtyard, but came to the apse.

"Teacher, the disciple has something to see. ”

Feng Qingyan came to the door of the apse and said softly.

"Come in. ”

An Xiu said with a smile.

Feng Qingyan pushed the door in, bowed to An Xiu, knelt down, and said, "Teacher, I'm going to go to the Qingshan Marquis Mansion tomorrow." ”

"To the Qingshan Marquis Mansion?"

An Xiu was a little surprised.

"On the day of Shu Kingdom, if there was no Qingshan Houfu Lao desperately rescued, Qingyan would have died in Huangquan long ago. Feng Qingyan sighed, "Because of the attack of the four ghost kings of the hidden capital, I am afraid that the old man of the mansion will not live long." ”

An Xiu pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, but remember not to reveal your whereabouts." ”

"Disciple tomorrow. ”

Feng Qingyan nodded, and then went back to Jiazi Courtyard to pack his bags.

At this time, in the study of the apse, the old man walked out when he saw Feng Qingyan leaving, and said, "What is Qingyan doing in the Qingshan Marquis Mansion?"

"Teacher, Qingyan is afraid that he is a member of the ghost clan. ”

An Xiu hesitated.

"What?"

The old man was shocked, a little incredulous, and hurriedly said, "But it's confirmed?"

"It's basically confirmed. ”

An Xiu nodded.

On that day, the evil ghost attacked the academy and the burial mountain, and Feng Qingyan stood in front of the evil ghost, and the evil ghost had to kneel.

This is something that even a great sage cannot do.

As far as he knew, only the people of the ghost clan could do it with the tattoo on their backs......

"Now that more than two thousand years have passed, can we still restore the state and establish the country?" the old man quickly calmed down, shook his head and said, "Now Qingyan is the first void saint in ancient and modern times, even if he is the identity of the ghost clan, the world can't attack him. ”

"The disciple is worried that there will be weirdness on Qingyan's body. ”

An Xiu groaned.

When the old man heard this, his brows gradually frowned.

He had read almost all of the twenty-seven books, but he had read a lot of records about ghost merchants, including records about weirdness. It is rumored that in addition to the weirdness of the Ghost Emperor, it seems that even the clan relatives of the Ghost Emperor are also weird.

Then, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Qingyan has the suppression of the Holy Dao Law on his body, so there is no need to worry about weirdness at all." ”

An Xiu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Indeed, with the laws of the Holy Path in our bodies, how can anything strange happen?

"This time Qingyan went to the Qingshan Marquis Mansion, it is very likely that he will take over the Qingshan Marquis Mansion......" An Xiu pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know what the attitude of the temple is?"

"The Qingshan Marquis Mansion is too weak, and it has no power to balance the Youdu at all. ”

The old man frowned and said, and then his eyes gradually lit up, "If Qingyan takes over the Qingshan Hou Mansion, it will be possible to balance the Youdu." That Tubo Emperor has endured it for more than 2,000 years, and I'm afraid I can't continue to endure it......"

"Do you need to tell the sect leader about this?"

An Xiu hesitated.

The old man shook his head and said, "Let's take a look at the situation first, after all, Qingyan's identity is a little sensitive." Let him reorganize the Qingshan Marquis Mansion first, and when there is strength to balance the secluded capital, everything will be easy to do. ”

An Xiu nodded.

The temple kept the Qingshan Hou Mansion immortal, just to balance the Youdu, but who knew that the Qingshan Hou Mansion was too weak, and it had been bullied by the Youdu to the head.

If it weren't for the temple's protection, I'm afraid it would......

"Let's go, let's fight, Qingyan will go to the Qingshan Marquis Mansion tomorrow. The old man said helplessly at this time, he found that he really had no talent for fighting.

"Teacher, do you want to fight?"

An Xiu was even more helpless.

"Hit!"

The old man said.

......