At night.

The magic night covers the heavens and the earth.

But the brilliant light of the style building has lit up the world.

Under the enlightenment tree by the Lingshui River, at this moment, a hundred flowers are in full bloom, blooming with brilliant spring colors. Of course, there are also countless phantoms of struggle, mourning and crying to struggle out of the darkness......

It's a pity that it was blocked by an invisible force.

"Canonized and cried ......"

A young female student said sadly.

She didn't know why she was crying, but she clearly felt the faint sadness that permeated the saint's body, and her heart became sad, and the tears flowed uncontrollably.

The sorrow is very light, very light.

However, she felt that the grief was even more intense.

Perhaps it was this faintness that made her even more sad and unable to control herself.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

Now.

The people outside the Enlightenment Tree were almost stunned, looking at Feng Qingyan blankly.

Tears were shed for canonization.

They also felt the faint sadness that pervaded the canonization......

It is faint and silent that unconsciously breaks through everyone's heartstring defense.

What the hell is going on?

Why did you cry when you were canonized?

Why is canonization sad?

At this moment, everyone was stunned, silent.

The faint sadness is quietly infecting them and making them sad in their hearts, and it is also faint and silent.

However, Feng Qingyan was just crying, not crying.

Tears and crying are two different things.

At this moment, the teachings and teachings of the academy were a little moist, and there was a faint sadness in my heart.

They can't escape being infected and influenced.

In front of the main hall of the Academy.

An Xiu and Donglou were silent.

Although their eyes were not red or moist, there was a faint sadness in their hearts......

There seems to be something stuck in the chest.

It's uncomfortably blocked.

In the darkness around them, those struggling phantoms cried even more sadly.

It seems that sorrow has overwhelmed heaven and earth.

"Woo-"

Many young women outside the Enlightenment Tree began to weep lowly.

They looked at the sanctification sitting under the tree of enlightenment, tears suddenly falling down, and their hearts became more and more painful, as uncomfortable as a knife cut.

They were canonized in heartache.

Outside the crowd.

Yingshu, Donggonglan and Xihe Little Lady felt the faint sadness that permeated Feng Qingyan's body, and there was a faint pain in their hearts......

"Sister Lan, what's wrong with the gentleman?"

Shadow Book's eyes were red.

"I don't know. ”

Donggong Lan shook his head and said slowly.

"My heart aches. ”

Xihe's little lady's eyes moistened.

"Me too, when I saw the gentleman crying, my heart felt so painful, so painful that I couldn't even breathe, and it was very uncomfortable......"

Shadow Shu clutched his towering chest and said.

Now.

Feng Qingyan stopped crying.

However, the faint sadness that permeated his body did not dissipate.

It turns out that I am in Kyushu......

But.

Why do they say that Kyushu is broken?

He didn't think much of it, and continued to listen to the voices of heaven and earth.

But all he heard was an ancient call, as if countless people were calling him across time and space.

"The Soul Returns......

"The Soul Returns......

There was only this voice left in heaven and earth.

It seems that this voice came from ancient Kyushu, from an old man.

His voice was low and light, but it penetrated his soul and fell directly into Feng Qingyan's soul.

"The soul is back!"

"Return, return!"

Gradually, Feng Qingyan seemed to hear countless people singing, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless people singing reverently, slowly condensing a huge tombstone.

The tombstone is as high as 10,000 feet tall and stands on the land of Kyushu.

"Kneel!"

A voice rang out in front of the tombstone.

Then, Feng Qingyan saw vague shadows kneeling down.

"One knock!"

The voice rang out again.

At this moment, all the shadows bowed down to the tombstone.

"Two knocks!"

"Three knocks!"

He saw Kyushu kneeling all over the ground.

"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 goes to return, mourning my Kyushu. "The ancient chant was broken in the liver and intestines, resounding all over the country and spreading to every corner, filled with a faint sadness.

They're summoning spirits.

But Feng Qingyan didn't know whose soul he was recruiting.

He also vaguely saw that blood was flowing on the huge tombstone.

A drop of blood flowed down and stained the tombstone.

However, the soul still did not return.

No return!

No return!

No return!

"Woo woo woo ......"

Cry!

The soul is back, the soul is back!

But the soul never returns!

In a trance, he seemed to see someone burying the sky on a huge stone platform......

Heaven and earth were completely silent.

However, Feng Qingyan didn't open his eyes for a long time, and the tears fell again at some point, and the sadness that permeated his body was still faint and silent.

Outside the Enlightenment Tree.

They don't know what they heard and saw when they listened to heaven and earth. They only saw the canonization crying, and the faint sadness fell to the ground.

At this moment, countless people burst into tears, and many young women cried into tears.

"I seem to hear an ancient call. ”

There are literati looking up at Tianyu Dao.

"Me too. ”

Quite a few people answered.

"I seem to see the ...... of Kyushu"

"Me too. ”

"I seem to see a tombstone......

"Me too. ”

They all seemed to see, and they seemed to hear.

However, there is a feeling of unreality, as if it is just a dream in a trance.

An Xiu and Donglou Yan in front of the main hall of the academy were still silent, and they also saw and heard.

That was the call of eons ago.

That's the conjuring.

But there is one thing that is not clear, wasn't the holy song "The Conjuring" created by Emperor Shang?

Since it was created by Emperor Shang, why did there be a conjuring spirit eons ago? Could it be that Emperor Shang listened to the conjuring spirit from heaven and earth, so he created the holy song "The Conjuring"?

"Sister Lan, did you see and hear?"

Shadow book asked.

"I saw it, I heard it. ”

Donggong Lan Road.

At this moment, she also has the doubts of An Xiu and Donglou Xuan, since the holy song "The Conjuring" was created by Emperor Shang, but there was a conjuring spirit thousands of years ago?

If there is a difference, there is a difference.

One is chanting.

One is the piano song.

Perhaps Emperor Shang listened to the conjuring spirit from heaven and earth, so he created the holy song "The Conjuring". However, she felt that the power of chanting was greater, more mysterious, and more ancient......

It's just that she still doesn't understand, where is Kyushu and who is the giant tomb?

Is this the history of eons ago?

At this time.

The flowers blooming under the tree of enlightenment suddenly bloom with an ancient atmosphere.

It seems to be dyed with the smell of primitive.

Feng Qingyan still closed his eyes, and his face gradually calmed down.

However, there was still a faint sadness in him, as if he had become one with flesh and soul.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

But everyone felt that there was still a faint sadness between heaven and earth.

They looked at the rising sun and felt the warm sunshine, which finally dispelled the sadness in their hearts and made them smile faintly.

But when they looked at the Tree of Enlightenment again, they found that they had left at some point.

They didn't find it, neither did Yingshu, Donggonglan and Xihe Little Lady, and even An Xiu and Donglou Yan in front of the main hall of the academy didn't find it.

It seemed that Feng Qingyan disappeared in an instant.

"What about canonization?"

A literati was stunned.

Because he was still there just now, he just blinked, and the canonization disappeared.

Silent.

At this moment, everyone was a little stunned.

"Why did the canonization ...... suddenly? It's gone?" Some of the academy teachers were surprised, "When did the Great Sect see the canonization and leave?"

"Nope. ”

The Great Sect Baili Kun shook his head.

"Not in the Academy, not in Bocheng, not in the Void Holy Mansion, not in the Burial Mountain. In front of the main hall of the academy, the east building was a little surprised, "Could it be that you are dreaming back to the ancient times?"

Feng Qingyan dreamed of returning to the ancient world in Tianfen Mountain, he had already heard about it, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"Dream back to the primeval world?"

An Xiu was stunned for a moment, showing some surprise.

He didn't feel the breath of Feng Qingyan either, maybe he really dreamed back to the ancient times.

On the hill of burial.

"Lady Concubine, where has Mr. gone?"

Jiu Ge couldn't help but ask, with a resentful expression on his face, Mr. went out to travel by himself, but threw himself alone in the burial mountain.

"The canonization is flickering, and Concubine Bai doesn't know it. ”

Concubine Bai shook her head and said, and the canonization is becoming more and more unfathomable, giving her the feeling as if she is facing Dongjun.

But canonization is just a literary image.

While everyone was curious about where the canonization went, he quietly appeared in the north, heading to the Misty Ice Fields alone.

He didn't fly through the air, but walked step by step on the earth.

He also carried a scroll of www.qszw.xyz paintings.

Before he knew it, he stepped over the black tombstone, walked through the black and white Gobi, and came to the misty ice field.

The misty ice fields freeze all year round, and there is a faint or thick ghost fog lingering.

Spirits are often seen.

But at this moment, he was standing on the edge of the misty ice field, and did not go to the center.

He hesitated, as if hesitating.

In the blink of an eye.

Two days passed.

He stood in silence for two days, then finally sighed and walked towards the center of the ice field. When he arrived in the center of the ice field, the gray ghost fog around him gradually turned into a black paste, churning like ink.

A faint smell of antiquity permeated the air.

Heaven and earth are plunged into endless darkness.

An ancient dead silence.

Soon after.

Feng Qingyan was surrounded by countless twisted and strange black lines, like weirdly twisted black hair in the water.

Dense and constantly twisted.

"I'm coming. ”

He said calmly.

"Resurrection, resurrection—"

"I will be resurrected, I will be resurrected—"

The twisted black line seemed to roar, bursting with strong thoughts.

But at this moment, Feng Qingyan's body was filled with a faint sadness, and he was silent for a long time and said, "I'm here to borrow ink-"

All voices stopped abruptly.

Heaven and earth are dead.

The twisted black line did not twist anymore, and it stood still, as if it were dead.

Feng Qingyan didn't speak, but silently took out the Longyin inkstone that was nearly three zhang on the other side from the picture scroll, and said, "I need soul ink to draw the bridge of connection." ”

The twisted black line is dead and silent.

Heaven and earth are silent.

"I'll leave the dragon inkstone and come back in an hour to get it. ”

Feng Qingyan was silent for a while.

Just as he turned to leave, a twisted black line trembled violently, and he slammed into the dragon inkstone......

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