For what?

Feng Qingyan couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Could it be that because he was the lord of the underworld in his previous life, he wanted to create an underworld in this world? However, there is no underworld in this world, and the people are living well, so why should he create an underworld?

The soul of this world has its own home.

Is it because of his own identity and the ghost gate behind him?

Or, is it to find out what is the relationship between himself and the Ghost Emperor? Otherwise, why can his own blood open the Bronze Palace?

At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little distracted.

Whatever the reason, it is not as important as the identity of the Void Saint.

No wonder, even if he created the Qingshan City God's Mansion and even classified the Qingshan Realm as a forbidden land, he still didn't care.

It doesn't care about Yin soldiers and Yin Spirits at all......

I don't care even more, who is in power in the City God's Mansion and who is leading the troops.

He didn't care about the City God Mansion at all.

It's always just homeopathic.

Since it was just a homeopathy, why did he risk his own life to create the Qingshan City God's Mansion? What is more important than his life?

What could be more important than being an Void Saint?

Feng Qingyan suddenly lost interest in Qingshan Chenghuang.

If he was the lord of the underworld in his previous life, he would have to create the underworld in this life, and he didn't have much of a strong idea. After all, the memory loss of his previous life is now mainly based on his current consciousness, so naturally he will not have too strong thoughts.

He is a disciple of Confucianism, he is the first virtual saint in ancient and modern times, what kind of Qingshan City God's Mansion is built?

Then he knelt in front of the window and quietly looked at the sky.

The sky is changing.

Whoa—

At some point, it began to rain heavily.

Feng Qingyan took a volume of Confucian classics from the side, opened it and read it slowly.

However, he couldn't read it at all, his eyes fell on the words, but his thoughts drifted somewhere.

He shook his head and put the book down.

"Who am I, where am I from, and where am I going?" he said slowly, looking at the horizon in the distance.

However, he did not have a strong desire to learn about the three major issues of life.

"Or maybe it's time to go back to college. ”

After a while, Feng Qingyan whispered and packed his luggage.

Soon after, he packed his luggage and said to Qing Niu: "Qing Mang, go back to the academy." ”

"No. ”

Qingniu nodded.

After running out of Zhongli City, Qingniu couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "Holy Master, don't you travel?"

"No more travel. ”

Feng Qingyan was no longer interested in traveling, and said: "Don't call the Holy Master again in the future, I don't like this title, I like the title of gentleman." ”

"No. ”

Qing Mang was stunned.

At this time, it felt that the gentleman seemed to have lost interest in anything, and the whole person was listless, which could not help but make it a little stunned, so it dared to ask, "Gentleman, but what happened?"

"Why do you ask?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

Qingniu hesitated for a moment, and then said: "When the little cow found the gentleman, it seems that he has lost his fighting spirit. ”

"Fighting spirit?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought about it, and did not answer Qingniu's question.

"Qing Mang, go slower. ”

I don't know when, Feng Qingyan suddenly said.

"No. ”

The green cow replied, and slowed down.

"Slow down. ”

"No. ”

The green bull slowed down again.

After a few times, the speed of the green ox is the same as that of an ordinary ploughing ox, walking step by step. It can travel thousands of miles in a day, but now it only travels twenty or thirty miles a day.

The speed is so slow that Qingniu is a little unaccustomed.

What happened to the gentleman?

Qingniu was extremely curious.

"Gentleman, there is a city dozens of miles away, do you want to enter the city?" At sunset, Qingniu said softly, not daring to speak too loudly, so as not to disturb the gentleman's thinking.

"City?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"This is the Sishang City of the Xu Kingdom. Qingniu said.

"Then go into the city and rest for the night. Feng Qingyan groaned.

Ox carts enter the city.

Feng Qingyan stayed in a nice inn.

At night, his consciousness subconsciously returned to the City God's Mansion and fell on the City God's Jin, which seemed to have become a habit.

"Why did I build the Qingshan City God's Mansion?"

Feng Qingyan walked out of the City God's Mansion and walked in the shadow realm at will.

The shadow realm of the City God's Mansion is not big, it is only hundreds of miles, and it is not as good as the tens of thousands of miles in the hidden capital......

However, the underworld can be opened.

A moment later, his figure appeared on the edge of the Netherworld, curiously surveying the gray edge of the realm.

"By the way, I almost forgot to store my powers. ”

After a while, Feng Qingyan suddenly remembered, and immediately returned to the City God's Mansion.

Countless incense fire power fell, quickly condensed in his palm, and turned into incense fire power.

The power of the underworld is the same as the qi, both of which are ten thousand wisps of one.

"How do I store it?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought.

He originally wanted to condense the spiritual power into one by one, but unfortunately he didn't know how to condense it, so he could only give up temporarily.

Soon after, he called Tuyang and asked for some bottles from the underworld.

It's a pity that the ordinary underworld bottle can't carry the power of the underworld, but it exploded in a moment.

"Fu Lao, can there be a dark vessel that holds the spirit of the underworld?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Yes. ”

Tuyang immediately offered the artifact.

This time, the spirit weapon could be used to hold the spirit power, but soon after Feng Qingyan found that there was a spirit power slowly escaping from the spirit weapon.

This is in the underworld.

If you go out of the Netherworld Realm and out of the Qingshan Realm, will the Underworld Artifact still be able to hold the Underworld Power? Will it be like an ordinary Underworld bottle, it won't take long for it to explode?

One day in the Qingshan Realm, he found that there was a crack in the artifact.

The Spiritual Weapon is also unable to carry the Spiritual Power.

The spiritual power and the spiritual energy, just like the holy power and the literary energy, are not at all a level of existence.

"Looks like we're going to have to do it myself. ”

At this time, he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a very powerful bottle in his previous life, and the name seemed to be called "Ghost King Bottle", which might be able to carry the power of the underworld.

This Ghost King Bottle is powerful, not because of its equipment.

It's because the inner wall of the Ghost King Bottle is engraved with countless mysterious soul texts.

It seems that the soul text has formed a terrifying formation, which can not only trap the ghost king, but also carry the power of the underworld.

At this time, he was sitting in the Chenghuang Mansion, trying to recall the soul text in the Ghost King Bottle, and wanted to restore the soul text formation in the Ghost King Bottle.

Soul writing is a very mysterious script, containing mysterious and strange powers.

Soon after, words emitting a faint yellow light appeared in front of him, and he could faintly feel the obscure and mysterious power.

One by one, soul texts appeared in the air, and after a while, they were all around.

It's a pity that Feng Qingyan didn't completely remember it, but he just remembered a rough idea, and he couldn't restore the formation on the inner wall of the Ghost King Bottle at all.

Day by day.

He remembered all the soul texts in the Ghost King Bottle, but as for how to sort them, he remembered them too clearly.

"It seems like ......"

Feng Qingyan hesitated, sorted them again, and then merged them into the spirit weapon bottle.

Click-

Moments later, the Immortal Jar exploded.

This was already the third artifact to explode, but Feng Qingyan didn't stop and continued to try.

After he tried the seventeenth spirit bottle, the bottle finally didn't explode.

......