Whew-

The wind whistled past my ears.

Although it was April in the world, it was the time when the mountain flowers were brilliant, but Feng Qingyan had no intention of appreciating it at all, and flew to the Burial Mountain Academy as fast as possible.

After several days of traveling, he finally flew to the burial mountain.

At this time, he still did not show up, and quietly returned to the burial palace under the burial mountain.

In front of the palace gate of the burial palace, he carefully examined for a long time to see if there were any "taboos" to be born. Some "taboos" are good at hiding, and he must not check them repeatedly, lest he be deceived like the mountain ghost was born.

A moment later, he entered the burial palace and came out shortly after.

Not long after he left, he reappeared in front of the burial palace, and when he saw that the third taboo did not appear on the palace gate, he went to the north with peace of mind.

At this time, he was not walking as a white-clothed gentleman, but as Feng Qingyan. Soon after he left, Jian Yage frowned and looked north, and then came to the lower reaches of the Lingshui River.

"Chu Ci?"

The Song of Swords hovers over the river.

"Little lady of the Song of Songs, but you're calling me?"

A line of words transformed by the river appeared in front of Jian Yage, and then the river soul levitated out with some joy.

Jian Yage nodded.

At this moment, she waved her hand, and a slender blade of grass flew and slowly landed on her palm. She looked at the blades of grass in her palm, then looked at the river soul and said, "Please forgive me, I need to borrow your soul." ”

"Little lady of the Song of Solomon, what are you talking about?"

The river soul was a little dazed, and didn't seem to understand what Jian Yage was saying.

But at this moment, the blade of grass on the palm of Jian Yage suddenly turned into a white light and flew towards the river soul. The white light sword intent soared into the sky, bursting out with a terrifying power like destroying the world and making the river soul tremble......

The river soul didn't have time to escape, and it was already shot by the blades of grass.

"Ahh

The river soul roared, looking at Jian Yage with great anger.

"Chu Ci, I'm sorry, but I have to do this......"

Jian Yage said in a low voice, and saw that the river soul slowly merged into the blade of grass, completely concealing the sword intent in the blade of grass, so that the entire world could not feel the existence of the blade of grass.

At this point, the blade of grass becomes a real ordinary blade of grass.

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The Far North.

At this time, Feng Qingyan, who had just walked to the White Gobi, stopped and turned to look south.

There were two terrifying murderous auras that had always existed in the world, and one of them suddenly disappeared, which surprised him a little.

Could it be that the murderous aura has decided to give up assassinating him?

He thought about it for a moment, and then continued on his way.

A few days later.

And he came to the first city.

When Feng Qingyan came to the first city, he did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, so the great sage who guarded the first city quickly sensed his existence.

As long as he doesn't hide his identity, he will be like the bright moon in the sky.

Anyone who has seen him has been impressed by his peerless demeanor and is amazed.

"Meet the canonization. ”

"Meet the canonization. ”

In the first city, countless literati saluted respectfully.

"You're welcome. Feng Qingyan nodded, and then went to the north city wall surrounded by everyone and carefully examined the Huangquan ghost land.

The Yellow Springs ghost land really shrank.

"Master Chen, how much has the Huangquan Ghost Land shrunk when you measured it?" Feng Qingyan turned his head and asked the great sage beside him.

"It's about eight hundred miles. ”

Chen Fuzi said.

"Eight hundred miles?"

Feng Qingyan frowned, it was not a small reduction of eight hundred miles, and he asked, "But what is the reason for finding out?"

"I hope to forgive me for being canonized, but we haven't found out. ”

Master Chen shook his head and said.

At this time, Feng Qingyan carefully inquired about the situation of the Huangquan ghost land, such as when the shaking began and when it stopped.

When the specific time came out, Feng Qingyan had some doubts in his heart.

It seems that this time is exactly the time when he opens the ghost door and takes back the ghost door, could it be that the shock of the ghost land in Huangquan is related to the ghost gate behind him?

Accompanied by several great sages, he checked the situation of the Huangquan Ghost Land together.

But nothing was found.

And he was about to go to the Netherworld, so he said goodbye to several great sages, saying that he had gone to the Netherworld to check on himself.

At this time, he stepped on the layers of yellow springs, like layers of waterfalls, and carefully examined the ghost land of yellow springs. However, even if his eyes could "break through the void and trace the origin", he did not see anything wrong with the Huangquan ghost land.

It seems that the Yellow Springs ghost land is just a normal shrinkage.

And for no other reason.

However, if there is no reason, how can the Yellow Springs Ghost Land shrink?

Could it really be the reason for the ghost gate?

In the underground of the Huangquan Ghost, Feng Qingyan did not find the problem after a day of research, and immediately went to the Netherworld.

After his cleansing, there are no more demons left.

However, he knew that it was not his credit, but the credit of the young lady. It is because of the existence of a young lady in the netherworld that the evil ghost does not dare to crawl out from under the pit.

In the Netherworld.

After several days of traveling, Feng Qingyan finally came to Yushan.

On the mountain, there are many souls wandering, but they are all like walking corpses, without the slightest consciousness.

This made him frown.

The last time he left the Netherworld, many of the souls on the mountain had regained consciousness and awakened consciousness.

Why is it that none of the souls in the current Yushan are conscious?

At the top of the mountain.

A bright red figure stood on a boulder.

"You're here. ”

The young lady glanced at it and said, "I knew you would come." ”

Feng Qingyan nodded, then flew up to the top of the mountain, came to the side of the little lady, and said, "I don't know what the little lady is looking for me?"

"Lend you a drop of imperial blood for a use. ”

The little lady turned around and said.

"Emperor's blood?"

Feng Qingyan was a little puzzled.

"You have the blood of the emperor to help them regain their consciousness and consciousness. ”

The little lady said lightly.

"Can I do it with my blood?" Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and expressed some doubts about this, why didn't he know about it?

"Yes. ”

The little lady said.

"Yes. ”

Feng Qingyan did not hesitate, and a drop of blood appeared from his fingertips.

"Imperial blood. ”

The little lady said.

Feng Qingyan was a little puzzled when he heard this, so he said, "My blood is the emperor's blood. ”

At this time, the young lady shook her head and said, "Your blood is indeed the blood of the emperor, but this drop of blood is not the blood of the emperor." ”

"I see. ”

Feng Qingyan thought about it and understood.

He immediately unbuttoned his clothes, put one hand into his chest, and took Wen Xin out.

Then, the aura on his body suddenly changed, bursting out with the power of the Brilliant Emperor, causing the entire Netherworld to vibrate.

Countless souls trembled, and a look of fear appeared.

One by one, they knelt down.

At this time, the young lady looked at Feng Qingyan's gaze, no longer as cold as frost, but with an indescribable emotion.

On Feng Qingyan's fingertips, a drop of blood slowly emerged.

There is a strong imperial power hidden in the blood, and it also seems to contain mysterious powers, which can help the dead soul to regain consciousness and sober consciousness......

At this time, the emperor's blood drifted to the little lady.

"Just sprinkle it on the mountain. ”

The little lady said.

The Emperor's blood fell.

Although it was only a drop of emperor blood, when it fell, it fell like a heavenly river hanging upside down.

The emperor's blood instantly stained the mountain red.

After a while, the emperor's blood was completely integrated into the mountain, making the mountain, which had lost its imperial power, once again exude a faint imperial power......

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