In Feng Qingyan's eyes.

The bronze coffin is transformed into an ancient black pottery flower pot.

Some rough textures can be faintly seen on the basin, but they have been ground into a blur. And the basin contains the dark soil filled with a strong dark aura, or the yin earth, the ghost earth......

The flowers on the other side of the pot are as red as fire, with buds waiting to be released.

But it didn't bloom for a long time.

It seemed that he was stuck by something, which made Feng Qingyan a little surprised.

Outside the fiery red buds, there is also a faint fragrance, like a layer of faint mist, lingering with wisps of mysterious atmosphere.

In addition to the fiery red buds, there are sixteen emerald green leaves on the stem.

The leaves do not grow in pairs, but grow in a staggered manner.

However, in Feng Qingyan's memory, the other side flower has no leaves, because the flowers and leaves of the other side flowers will never meet.

There are flowers but no leaves, and there are leaves but no flowers.

"Strange, why leaves?"

Feng Qingyan's brows gradually frowned, and he couldn't figure it out. In his previous life, he had indeed never seen a flower with leaves......

Wrong!

At this time, Feng Qingyan was suddenly startled, and his heart was a little shocked.

It's not that the flowers on the other side are wrong, but why did the bronze coffin become a black pottery flower pot? At this time, he quickly came back to his senses, and when he fixed his eyes to see again, there was a black pottery flower pot.

It is obviously a bronze coffin, and the flowers on the other side are suspended in the coffin.

But at this time, the leaf closest to the root is rapidly withering and falling into the soil.

After a while, it blends with the dirt.

However, after only one leaf withered, it did not continue to wither.

"Does it have something to do with the Queen of Blood?"

Feng Qingyan thought about it.

"Sixteen taboos, sixteen leaves, what's the connection?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly remembered that in the illusion just now, it seemed that the black pottery flower pot was also sixteen. Then Feng Qingyan's face froze a little, and he suppressed the "taboo", not to destroy it, but for the ghost gate behind him.

The ghost door behind him requires sixteen "taboos" to be opened.

And now the "taboo" has been extinguished by him.

Will the door of the ghost never be opened again?

Feng Qingyan was really stunned.

At this time, the blood red in the mountain and sea realm quickly receded, the sky returned to clarity, and the strange black fog that shrouded the earth had also disappeared.

Everyone in the mountain and sea realm couldn't help but feel a little excited when they discovered the changes in heaven and earth.

The "taboo" must have been suppressed.

"The taboo was suppressed by the bronze coffin?" asked a Taoist disciple impatiently, "it must have been suppressed......

At this time, there were Taoist true monarchs, holy sages, etc., who immediately swept towards the end of the mountain and sea realm.

Although the color of blood recedes.

But the collapse of heaven and earth has not recovered.

At the end of the mountain and sea realm, the earth shattered, and even cracks in the sky did not heal, blowing a terrible wind......

However, the "taboo" was finally suppressed.

And in the world of Zhou.

The blood that had already devoured Dongfang Tian had also disappeared at this time.

"The taboo has been suppressed?"

"The taboo must be suppressed, otherwise heaven and earth will not return to ...... clear"

At this time, countless people were shocked, and they couldn't imagine that the "taboo" would be suppressed so quickly, far beyond their imagination. As far as they knew, even a saint could not suppress the "taboo" so quickly, and besides, the "taboo" in front of them was not an ordinary "taboo......

The strength is far beyond the past.

Zhou Tianxia was shocked, looking up at Dongfang Tian for a long time, a little incredulous.

This "taboo" was not only born quickly, but was suppressed faster, and it seems that even a wave has not been set off, which makes people feel that the "taboo" is nothing more than that.

......

And at this time.

Heaven and earth suddenly gave birth to a mighty literary fortune.

It was frantically rushing towards Feng Qingyan's Wen Palace, which made him immediately come back to his senses from his thoughts, and looked at the sky of the mountain and sea realm with some doubts.

Wenyun?

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

But when he looked up, he couldn't help but show a shocked look.

This aura seemed to be more than when he destroyed the "weird", like a huge sea of clouds, appearing in the sky of the mountain and sea realm.

At this time, Wen Yun frantically poured in, and it seemed that the Wen Palace had been filled in an instant.

"So much, will it explode?"

Feng Qingyan's face was stunned.

However, he had a chance and was not too worried.

It didn't take long for his Wen Palace to swell, as if the Wen Palace was about to be broken by Wen Yun.

"It's not a good thing to have a lot of literary luck. ”

Feng Qingyan shook his head.

As time passed, the sense of expansion of the Wen Palace became clearer and stronger, giving him a feeling of wanting to explode.

It's really not a good thing that there are many literary movements......

Feng Qingyan was a little speechless and looked at the sky.

This feeling is a little bad, as if something is breaking the fortress into his palace.

Too passive.

Although he knew that Wenyun was the key to the birth of the philosopher, it seemed to be a little painful in the birth of the philosopher......

Besides, his first philosopher has not yet been given away.

And now it's about to give birth to a second philosopher?

Wouldn't that be a little too crazy?

There is one more problem.

If every time he suppressed a "taboo", he would be able to collect a huge amount of literary movements, wouldn't he have to give birth to sixteen philosophers?

That's crazy, isn't it?

This time, there were more literary movements than those of the first philosopher.

Nature can give birth to a philosophical position.

Boom –

Soon after, it seemed as if the palace had exploded.

Feng Qingyan felt that the Wen Palace was shaking violently, and the Wen Yun spun wildly, as if it was tearing the Wen Palace.

It made him a little painful.

But grit your teeth and you will be able to endure it.

At this time, in the Wen Palace, the swirling literary fortunes were frantically intertwined, becoming more and more condensed, as if they had turned into substance, especially in the center of the vortex.

Boom –

The palace was like a bomb.

A white and flawless jade plaque, emitting a faint holy light, hung on the holy power on the second floor. This is the philosophical position that represents the second form of the first chapter of the sacred art "Sitting and Discussing the Dao", "The Wind Rises for 90,000 Miles......

This jade plaque is the same as the first one.

It is only two or three fingers wide, and a mysterious texture emerges on the surface, emitting a faint white light.

"The Second Philosopher......"

Feng Qingyan frowned, his expression a little indifferent.

The birth of the philosopher is nothing to him, and the second philosopher will definitely not be the end.

He had the delusion that he would be able to give birth to at least ten, and possibly sixteen......

Ten philosophers?

Sixteen philosophers?

What a horror is this?

It is extremely rare to be able to give birth to a philosophical position.

At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned, it seemed that it was not a good thing to give birth to too many philosophers. The holy teachers of Confucianism are only twelve philosophers, and they dare to have more than the holy masters?

"If you have a holy technique, you can give birth to a philosopher......"

Feng Qingyan was thinking about it, and then he realized that he hadn't created a saint technique for a long time, and he had been stuck in the fourth form of the first chapter.

Isn't it time for a second chapter?

Chapter 2 Holy Art, he already had an idea.

......