In the darkness deep within the boundaries of the City God's Mansion.

A huge horse-like body loomed in it, bursting out with a terrifying aura.

"Ma Mian, how are the injuries now?"

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Back to the palace, maybe it won't take a year for the minister to recover completely. ”

Ma Mian said with some excitement, he didn't expect that the Heaven and Earth God Position was so terrifying, and even its injuries could be healed.

"Take good care of your injuries, and there is no hurry to pursue the ghost king of the hidden capital. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"I understand. ”

Ma Mian said.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked to another place without ghosts, and the ghost gate behind him appeared, and said: "Blood queen, mountain ghosts, god disgust, door taboo, and then beat up the witch." ”

"Huh?"

Wu Evil was dumbfounded.

"This time, I can rest assured that I can do it with my hands and feet. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

The four taboos glanced at each other, and then pounced on the witch, who begged for mercy again and again, screaming again and again......

At this time, Ma Mian immediately felt it, squinting his eyes at Feng Qingyansuo, but then he lay down and continued to recuperate.

About a moment later.

The witch was once again a mess of mud, howling in pain.

"Open the ghost door. ”

Feng Qingyan ordered.

Click-

The ghost door opened slowly, but when it opened a quarter of the way, it was still stuck in something.

This made Feng Qingyan a little confused, is this the ghost gate stuck, or can the ghost door only open a quarter of the way now?

According to his previous guess.

Every time you accept a taboo, you can open one-sixteenth of the ghost door, and now that you have accepted five taboos, you should open five-sixteenths of them.

And not a quarter.

Is it really stuck?

At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but think of the "hell" stuck in the ghost land of Huangquan.

Could it be because of the "hell" of the young lady, which stuck the shrinking Huangquan ghost land, and also stuck his ghost door?

But.

Behind the ghost gate, it is not the ghost under the ghost of Huangquan.

He really wanted to walk into the ghost gate and see what kind of world it was behind the ghost gate. However, he always felt that now was not the time, and he should not enter the ghost gate at this time......

And Bai Yijun still has no news.

After a while.

He withdrew the ghost gate, and also walked out of the boundary of the City God's Mansion and returned to the world.

When he came to Zhongli City, he found that Qing Mang was bored and eating grass, so he came to Qing Mang's side and said, "Qing Mang, let's go." ”

"Your Majesty. ”

Qing Mang was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Higashiyama. ”

Feng Qingyan groaned.

He needed to take another look at the reincarnation dead city in the depths of the Dongshan Secret Realm, to see if he could see the twelve wisps of gray mist.

"No. ”

Qing Mang answered, and ran towards Dongshan.

More than ten days later, Qing Mang came to the foot of Dongshan, at this time Feng Qingyan did not alarm Dongjun, nor did he let the literati on Dongshan know.

He came alone to the east mountain, but not to the top of the mountain.

However, this time he did not enter the secret realm, which made him a little surprised, did he need to step on the two heavens of yin and yang.

He had to stay another day, and when the sun was about to rise, he came to the top of the mountain.

"Canonized?"

"Canonized?"

When Feng Qingyan came to the top of the mountain, he was immediately recognized by the literati on the top of the mountain, and instantly attracted all the attention.

After Feng Qingyan nodded, he looked at the sea of clouds in Dongshan, and stepped down at sunrise.

Stepping on the two heavens of yin and yang again.

And the literati on Dongshan were shocked by Feng Qingyan again, and then they came back with a frenzied message, saying that the saint once again stepped on the two heavens of yin and yang.

When the literati from the north and south of Dongshan heard this, they flew frantically towards Dongshan again.

Feng Qingyan waited for an hour, after all, it is not easy for the literati in the world to enter the secret realm, but he can step on the two heavens of yin and yang, so he will naturally contribute to the literati in the world.

At this time, every literati who entered the secret realm would first bow to Feng Qingyan.

However, in a few moments, many great sages, great Confucians, and Wen Xiang flew on the east mountain.

An hour later.

Feng Qingyan entered the secret realm and walked to the deepest part.

Soon after, he discovered a mysterious black substance, and immediately used the "Breaking the Void to See the Subtle" supernatural power, and sure enough, he saw a faint gray mist floating out of the reincarnation dead city.

But they were still blocked by the black substance, unable to float into the world he was in.

What are these twelve wisps of gray mist?

Feng Qingyan thought about it seriously, could it be the same as those twisted black lines?

Can it be resurrected?

In fact, he didn't know if the twisted black line could be resurrected, but he should always try. After a while, Feng Qingyan began to try to see if he could pass through the black substance, but he failed.

"Is it only a bridge of connection?"

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought.

It's a pity that he didn't find a clue to the bridge of connection, and it seems that Yun Mengze didn't.

A few days later.

He left the secret realm and rode back to the burial mountain in an ox cart.

Although he didn't find any good clues in the secret realm, he confirmed one thing. When he was in Wushan, everything he saw when he entered the void seemed to be a real existence......

At this time, he became more and more curious, what was that empty place.

Why can I go to the place where the twisted black line is located, to go to the deepest part of the secret realm of the East Mountain?

More than ten days later.

So he returned to the burial mountain.

It was late June.

He returned to the burial mountain, first entered the burial palace, turned the black pottery flower pot back into a bronze coffin, and then went to the academy to meet the teacher.

"Teacher, have you heard of the Bridge of Connection?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Nope. ”

An Xiu shook his head and said, "But the teacher can help you ask, maybe the old doctor of the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain will not be surprised to know." ”

"Mr. Xie. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

An Xiu waved his hand, and after Feng Qingyan left, he said, "Teacher, have you heard of it?"

"Nope. ”

Donglou shook his head, frowning slightly.

He is an old Confucian who has seen all the Twenty-Seven Book Mountains, but he doesn't know either, which means that the old doctors of the Twenty-Seven Book Mountains are basically impossible to know.

An Xiu hesitated, but still wrote a letter and sent it to the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain.

Feng Qingyan lived in the Burial Mountain for a few days, and after meeting with the students in the Burial Mountain, he disappeared again.

At this time, Qing Mang was a little helpless, and the king left it again.

The first students of the Burial Mountain Academy were all used to the elusiveness of the senior brother, and the second and third students had not even seen the face of the senior brother a few times.

Big brother, like a legendary existence.

It's no wonder.

Early July.

Sealed Qingyan appears on the Misty Ice Field.

He re-entered the dark space where the Twisted Black Line was, and patiently communicated with the Twisted Black Line, hoping to find some useful clues, otherwise the Bridge of Connection would not have been able to be found.

After an unknown number of exchanges.

He vaguely figured it out.

It is true that the bridge of connection can cross twelve wisps of gray mist, but there is no bridge of connection in the world, and he needs to create a bridge of connection by himself.

This made him a little stunned, no wonder even the god of Yun Mengze, Yun Zhongjun had not heard of it.

But how does he create a bridge of connection?

......

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