My heart is the emperor's heart?

When this thought appeared in Feng Qingyan's mind, it seemed to explode with a "boom".

At this time, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the Holy Heaven, his gaze was like two sharp black lights, directly penetrating the Holy Heaven that could not be seen through.

Eyes like knives.

Layer by layer.

However, in the blink of an eye, his gaze broke through the heavy holy heavens, and finally fell on the ninth heaven. The ninth heaven was still rolling black fog, and the thick black fog filled the entire heaven and earth, and it was as dark as night.

It seems to be more serious than what I saw before.

At this time, his eyes swept away, but he didn't see any imperial hearts, but saw two extremely tall holy monuments.

The two holy monuments burst out with a strong white light, like flames that were frantically scorching the black mist.

However, there was an unimaginable amount of black mist in the Holy Heavens, if a vast sea fell, every time the white light purified a sea of black mist, several seas of black mist would immediately fall.

The purification speed of the white light could not keep up with the speed at which the black mist fell.

So the black fog flooded the Holy Heavens.

These two holy monuments containing terrifying power are the holy monuments of the Holy Ancestor and the Great Sage Taishang. When the emperor's heart was shaken, since the other holy monuments had all walked out of the holy shadow, then the two most terrifying holy monuments should also have a holy shadow.

But the black fog still overwhelmed the Holy Heavens.

Does this mean that even the Holy Ancestor and the Great Sage Taishang cannot suppress the black mist?

After a while, his gaze moved away from the holy monument, and when he landed on the holy heaven outside the holy monument, he saw that the ninth heaven was infinite, and there was no end in sight.

His gaze swept around, searching for the Emperor's Heart.

But I didn't see the emperor's heart.

Where does this black fog come from?

His gaze continued to scan, slicing through the heavens and the earth like a black knife.

After a while, he suddenly saw that the black mist had actually seeped down from above the Holy Heaven, how could it be from above the Holy Heaven?

There is no kingdom of heaven above the holy heavens.

Nothing.

And what the sect leader said before, the emperor's heart is suppressed in the holy heaven, so the emperor's heart should be in the ninth holy heaven. However, there was no Emperor Heart in the Ninth Heaven, and the black mist seeped down from above the Holy Heaven.

Does this mean that the emperor's heart is above the holy heavens?

His gaze looked further into the heavens.

But at this moment, his gaze suddenly stopped, and then he saw nothing, and then lost the ability to break through the Holy Heaven.

His gaze returned to normal.

At this time, the three major sect masters were looking at Feng Qingyan with some surprise, and the Confucian sect leader groaned and said, "What did you find when you canonize the saint?"

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses and said, "I didn't find anything." ”

The three major sect leaders glanced at each other, and there were some doubts in their eyes, as if the whole person had become a little cold.

"Didn't you find anything in the canonization?"

Majestic middle-aged humane.

After Feng Qingyan shook his head, he quietly looked into the distance.

The three sect masters didn't ask much, and stayed in the Holy Heaven for more than an hour, and when they saw that the emperor's heart did not continue to beat, they left with a little peace of mind.

Where is the emperor's heart?

Feng Qingyan has been thinking, is it outside the Holy Heaven?

Since it is outside the Holy Heaven, how can the Holy Heaven suppress the Emperor Heart? Or is it that the Emperor Heart is not outside the Holy Heaven, but not in the Ninth Holy Heaven?

He began to search carefully for the First Holy Heaven.

However, without that terrifying gaze just now, he couldn't search for the Holy Heaven at all. And how did you get that terrifying gaze just now?

"My heart is the emperor's heart. ”

Feng Qingyan was silent for a while, then said in a low voice.

Phew-

The gaze shot out like a knife.

At this time, his gaze was like two terrifying black knives, quickly cutting through the first holy heaven. However, in the blink of an eye, he searched for the first holy heaven, but did not find the emperor's heart.

Immediately afterward, his gaze only fell on the second holy heaven.

There is still no emperor's heart.

After a while, that terrifying gaze disappeared, and Feng Qingyan said again: "My heart is the emperor's heart." ”

A knife-like gaze appeared in the third heaven, but the emperor's heart was still not found.

And so it goes.

He searched for the Ninth Heavenly Saint.

The first to eightfold holy heavens are all bounded, but the ninth heavenly saint is unbounded.

It is possible that the Emperor's Heart is hidden in the Ninth Sacred Heaven, but it is more likely that it is outside the Holy Heaven.

But his gaze still couldn't break through the Ninth Holy Heaven.

"My heart is the emperor's heart!"

At this time, Feng Qingyan said coldly, and his gaze instantly broke through the Eightfold Saint Heaven.

It's a pity that he is still in the ninth holy heaven and can't move forward.

He sat down cross-legged, thinking, "My heart is the emperor's heart", could it be that the emperor's heart suppressed by the Holy Heaven is really my heart?

That's impossible!

But why did it make him feel like he was electrocuted?

When he realized that my heart was the emperor's heart, his mind seemed to explode. Moreover, in an instant, let him know that my heart is the emperor's heart......

Therefore, the emperor's heart is his heart.

"I have a heart. ”

Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and said.

How can a person live without a heart?

So, he is very sure that he has his own heart, that emperor's heart? Then why does he feel that the emperor's heart is his heart?

After a moment, he stood up and unfastened the white robe on his chest, revealing his chest.

He held out his right hand.

The right hand is like a knife.

"When you open it, you will know it. ”

At this time, he looked at his right palm, and then plunged into his chest, and his face showed a look of pain.

However, no blood flowed.

He held back the blood.

He touched his heart with his right hand, and sure enough, he touched a beating heart, and he did have a heart.

So, the emperor's heart is not my heart?

He tilted his head slightly.

Knock Knock –

His right hand touched the beating of his heart.

I am also feeling it carefully.

I have a heart, so the emperor's heart should not be my heart......

His right hand was carefully withdrawn.

For some reason, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

At this moment, the holy power gathered all around, and the speed fell on the wound, repairing the wound at an incomparably terrifying speed.

He looked down at the wound.

Seeing that flesh is growing like crazy......

However, he suddenly saw a faint white light emitting from the blood hole.

This white light is familiar.

It was Wenguang.

He was stunned.

Why is there a light coming out of the chest?

Could it be the light of the bones?

That's impossible.

Knock Knock –

His heart beat violently, as if it was about to burst out of his chest, and he muttered in a low voice: "This is impossible, this is impossible......"

In just a few breaths, the power of holiness repaired the wound.

Only faint scars remained.

Burst!

His right hand went into his chest again.

He couldn't see the heart in his chest, so he had to carefully remove it. When he saw the heart in his hand, he was stunned.

The heart in his hand emitted a faint white light.

But it is not a heart of flesh and blood, but a heart composed of special literary power, which is actually a holy "literary heart"

Wenxin is the foundation of Confucianism.

Only those who cast the heart of literature can be promoted to the title of Duke of Wen, that is, the great Confucian. But Feng Qingyan didn't expect that he was born with a literary heart......

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