The leader's surname is Wang, his name is dusty, and the word can be used.

When the Sect Master, the Great Sikong, the Shaoli Lord, and the Scholar Mountain Master were arguing about how to polish the Dragon Yin Stone, Feng Qingyan had already come to the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain.

At this time, he was looking at Sanfen Mountain, Wudian Mountain, Basuo Mountain, and Jiuqiu Mountain.

Liugu Mountain is the most difficult of the 27 book mountains, not only the words are difficult and not fluent, but there are only a few words left, which is difficult to read......

Although the Twelve Classics Mountain is obscure, it can still be read and understood after all.

The 27 books of Confucianism can be divided into three categories.

Twelve Jing Mountains: Ren Mountain, Yi Mountain, Li San Mountain, Shi Mountain, Shang Mountain, Yi Mountain, Leshan Mountain, Spring and Autumn Four Mountains, Jing Mountain, Zi Mountain, Shi Mountain, Ji Mountain.

Jiuyi Mountain: Liyi Mountain, Music Art Mountain, Archery Mountain, Yuyi Mountain, Calligraphy Mountain, Mathematics Mountain, Piano Mountain, Chess Mountain, Painting Mountain.

Liugu Mountain: Tianfen Mountain, Difen Mountain, Human Tomb Mountain, Wudian Mountain, Basuo Mountain, Jiuqiu Mountain.

Twenty-seven Book Mountains are majestic and majestic, distributed all over the holy land, hidden in the clouds and mist, looming in the clouds, bursting out of the pillars of the sky, which makes people feel shocked.

Soon after.

Feng Qingyan came to the front of the Three Graves Mountain.

The three grave mountains are the Heavenly Tomb Mountain, the Earth Tomb Mountain and the Human Tomb Mountain.

"Gentleman, what do you mean by these three tombs, five classics, eight ropes, and nine hills?"

Yingshu asked curiously.

She and Donggong Lan and Xihe Little Lady also came to the holy land of Confucianism.

She understands the Twelve Meridian Mountains and the Nine Arts Mountains, but she doesn't understand the Six Ancient Mountains.

Donggong Lan and Xihe Little Lady are equally curious.

In the preface to the Book of Shang written by the Holy Master, it is said that the book of the Three Emperors of the primeval period is called the "Three Tombs", and the book of the Five Emperors of the Taigu is called the "Five Classics". ”

Feng Qingyan groaned and said, although he hadn't read Liugu Mountain yet, he probably still knew something, "The gossip is called "Eight Suo", seeking its righteousness; ”

"There are three emperors and five emperors in the ancient world, why have you never heard of the shadow book?" The shadow book was very surprised, and said: "Gentleman, is this true? Doesn't it mean that the history before the Shenxia cannot be traced?"

"Actually, don't say that before Shenxia, it is the history of Shenxia, and there are only a few words left. ”

Donggong Lan shook his head and said, what is ancient, ancient, is a mythical existence, or even a myth.

"Then how does the Holy know that there are three emperors and five emperors in the primeval world?"

The shadow book was surprised.

"Is this apocryphal?"

The little lady of Xihe shrank her neck and whispered, for fear that the Confucian would hear it.

The little lady of Xihe said cautiously. ”

Feng Qingyan frowned, looked at the Three Tombs Mountain and said: "Although the history of the Divine Xia cannot be traced, but is the Holy Ancestor a mortal? ”

"I see. ”

Shadow Book nodded.

After all, it is not impossible for the Holy Power to penetrate the long river of time and space.

"In that case, why is it not called the Book of the Three Emperors, but it should be called the Three Tombs? Isn't this obvious at a glance?" the shadow book said curiously, "What about the Five Classics, the Eight Suo, and the Nine Mounds?"

"In the Book of Shang, the tomb is a big one, the canon, the one is often also, the one is suo, the one who asks is also, and the mound is the one who gathers it. Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said, "And in "Interpretation of Names", the tomb is divided into three talents, and the rule of heaven, earth and man has three bodies. ”

"Pawn, town also, so calm up and down, there are five. ”

"Suo, Su Ye, the law of the king, if the first teacher, the saint is not the king, there are eight people who make this law. ”

"Mounds, districts, distinguishing the nine places of rustic, and educating those who are suitable for ......"

When Feng Qingyan finished speaking, the three of them were all at a loss, and they didn't understand at all.

In fact, don't say that they are not Confucian scholars, even if they are Confucian students, they may not be able to understand them, after all, the Six Ancient Books are too obscure.

"You are free to walk around, and if you are bored in the Holy Land, go to the Confucian City. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Oh, okay. ”

Yingshu nodded, not interested in the Twenty-Seven Book Mountain.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked towards Tianfen Mountain, planning to read the most difficult Six Ancient Book Mountains in the world during the time when the sect leader was making the Dragon Yin Yan, and see if he could peek into some of the mysteries and truths of heaven and earth.

If the Six Ancient Books Mountain is true, it must hide the secrets of heaven and earth.

In the past.

He may not believe it, but as he sees more and more secrets of heaven and earth, he gradually believes in it.

Perhaps there really were three emperors in Taikoo......

A moment later.

He came to the Heavenly Tomb Mountain and walked up step by step.

I don't know when, the fog in the mountain was filled, gradually blocking the line of sight, making Feng Qingyan slightly surprised. A long time ago, he heard a sentence: The three graves bend the principles of heaven and earth.

So, he wants to come to Sanfen Mountain to have a look.

Unconsciously.

The fog in the mountains was even bigger, and it was white, covering the heavens and the earth.

And Feng Qingyan ascended to the Heavenly Tomb Mountain, which was also seen by many Confucian scholars in front of the mountain and on the left side of the mountain, and they all stopped and watched curiously.

After all, the canonization site is the Three Graves Mountain.

Sanfen Mountain, or Liugu Mountain, is quite different from other book mountains.

Each of the six ancient mountains hides an invisible primeval power, and if you don't understand the principles of the mountain, you can't climb the mountain.

The higher the mountain, the more thoroughly it will be.

After a while.

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised and stopped.

He suddenly found that what he had climbed had become flat at some point.

However, there was a thick fog all around, and it was impossible to see the ground clearly, so you could only walk forward step by step.

Soon after.

He noticed that there were some figures around him, who seemed to be Confucian scholars who were mountaineering.

Some of these Confucian students are always walking forward, some are sitting and meditating, and some are observing the ground under their feet......

At this moment, Feng Qingyan did not encounter the power of the primordial world, and walked forward very easily.

Probably a few miles later.

He finally felt the presence of the primeval power, like ropes wrapping around his feet, making it difficult for him to walk.

However, it is still possible to move slowly.

But after walking a mile, he could not move an inch, and seemed to be tightly bound by countless ropes, and could not move at all. He saw scattered figures sitting or standing still in front of him and behind him, all of them seemed to be restrained by the power of the primeval world.

Since he couldn't move forward at this time, Feng Qingyan simply sat down.

As far as he knows, reading the Three Graves Mountain is actually listening to the Three Graves Mountain, and understanding the principles of the Three Graves Mountain in listening.

As for what the principle of the Three Graves Mountain was, he didn't know anything.

He closed his eyes and listened.

But the heavens and the earth were silent.

About half an hour passed, and he didn't hear anything, so he opened his eyes and looked at the heavens and the earth.

The sky and the earth were still white, blocking his vision, which surprised him a little.

After all, he is now in the Monarch Realm, which is equivalent to the level of Great Confucianism.

However, the view was still obscured by the fog.

This shows that fog is not simple.

Could it be that the power of the Primeval is hidden in the mist?

In fact, the so-called primeval power is just the statement of later generations. But on the Mountain of Six Ancient Books, there is indeed a kind of mysterious and mysterious power, which makes people indescribable.

Therefore, the so-called "primeval power" is not necessarily the power of the primeval era, but perhaps the breath left over from some kind of rule.

He looked closely at the fog around him, but found no clues, but the fog did obscure his vision.

He thought for a moment, and then quietly used the "Breaking the Void and Seeing the Details" supernatural power.

The gaze instantly pierced through the mist.

But at this moment, he was a little surprised, and saw silky wisps of mist circulating in the mist, which seemed to be the so-called primeval power. He also saw that not only his own body, but also the Confucian body, was entangled with a lot of mysterious fog.

It was these fog threads that made it difficult for them to move forward.

If you continue to walk, you need to cut the fog one by one.

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment, then stretched out to the fog silk to see if he could touch it. If you touch it, then the chance of cutting it off is very high......

Perhaps when you touch the fog, you can also feel the principle of the Three Graves Mountain.

His hand reached out slowly.

But.

His hand passed through the fog and did not feel the presence of the fog.

This was to be expected.

Sometimes, when you see, you may not be able to touch, and if you touch, you may not be able to see.

He carefully looked at the fog, could it be that the fog was hidden in the three graves?

At this moment, he continued to use the power of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtleties", allowing his eyes to penetrate the fog little by little, wanting to capture the principle of the three graves from the fog.

A moment later.

He vaguely felt a faint ancient aura emanating from the mist.

The breath is incomparably ancient, and it seems to transcend heaven and earth, and is not in the long river of time and space. In other words, it is not in the long river of time and space where Feng Qingyan is located, but in the long river of time and space before the long river of time and space......

"Very old ......"

Feng Qingyan's heart was a little shocked, and he was shocked by the breath in the mist.

The moment he felt the ancient breath, he felt that he had crossed countless years in an instant, as if he had aged millions of years all at once.

The heart, extremely old, can no longer move.

Or maybe my heart is dying.

Fortunately, his spirit was extremely powerful, and he was able to withstand the ancient aura alive, which made him wake up immediately.

This is an ancient breath that can make people die instantly.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan's face turned a little pale.

What is hidden in this Heavenly Tomb Mountain?

Could it really be the Book of the Ancient Emperor, as the Holy Master said?

Otherwise, it was impossible to explain the power of this ancient aura, which was almost beyond his imagination. He became more and more convinced of the existence of Emperor Taiko......

Now.

He also felt the horror of Mr. Most Holy.

Or as he said, he can go through the long river of time and space, and know everything in the long river of time and space.

As he pondered and observed, he suddenly noticed that there was more fog around him.

They floated gently from all around, like spider silk, silently landing on Feng Qingyan's body.

The smell of antiquity is even stronger.

Gradually.

An ancient aura enveloped him.

His heart is getting older and older, but his spirit is still strong, and he is dead against the ancient breath.

At this time, he felt that he was standing in the primeval space, and he was feeling the breath of the primeval time, incomparably ancient and desolate......

When he was about to take it anymore, the fog wrapped around his body disappeared at some point.

At this moment, he found that he was not on the Heavenly Tomb Mountain at all.

It was a place he didn't know.

Desolate!

Old!

He suspected that he was standing on the ancient land at this moment.

In this boundless ancient land, Feng Qingyan saw that the thatch was several zhang high, and from time to time there were towering giant trees hundreds of zhang high.

The earth is boundless.

Feng Qingyan frowned, where did he come?

Is it really a dream back to the primeval times?

Is this the ancient land of the primeval era?

He did feel the breath of antiquity, as if there were ancient years passing by.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half an hour passed, and the heavens and the earth still remained unchanged, as if he had really dreamed of returning to the primeval world.

So he walked on the land of the desolate.

But.

He felt the weight of his footsteps.

It seems that the gravity of the ancient land is different from the world he is in.

He broke a thatch and found that it was indeed very tough and not easy to break.

However, the thatch on the ancient land is several feet high, as big as bamboo, and it is naturally not easy to break. However, it is more difficult to break than a tree with a large bowl mouth in the Zhou Dynasty......

This should be a matter of gravity.

When gravity is high, the density of objects in nature is naturally greater.

He walked in the ancient land, and felt very tired, and for a moment he was very unaccustomed to it.

The power that could have flown dozens of zhang can only fly two or three zhang at the moment, and it is impossible to accurately grasp the force......

So I fell several times.

Thankfully, his body was strong enough and he was fine, but he still didn't feel well.

Gradually.

He also felt the weight of the ancient land.

Perhaps it is precisely because the ancient land is thick and huge that the gravity will be great......

All around is endless, so he walks at will, and wherever he goes, it counts. But after a few hours, he realized that something was wrong with the ancient land, and although it looked vibrant, there was no living thing.

Including ants.

There is wind, and there are clouds, and there is rain, and everything that is in heaven and earth.

But there is no living thing.

There was a dead silence.

Feng Qingyan frowned and looked around.

He still didn't find anything, and he didn't know if he was dreaming back to the primeval world, or if he was returning to the primeval world in real life, or if it was just a dream.

In the blink of an eye.

A day passed.

Feng Qingyan has swept out thousands of miles.

However, the earth is still boundless, with no end in sight, not even a mountain.

After three days passed, although Feng Qingyan's expression was calm, he was a little anxious in his heart, and at this moment he didn't want to understand the truth of Tianfen Mountain, he just wanted to go back......

But there was no way back.

He didn't know how to go back, and there was no way for him to go back.

When he uses "break the void and see the details".

Expired.

The magic power of "breaking through the void and seeing the small" has failed again.

In this way, this desolate ancient land that this party did not know may be the same level as the existence of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtleties".

Half a year has passed.

Feng Qingyan is still in the ancient land.

It was still an endless plain, and at this moment he had crossed thousands of miles, but the land was still flat.

Feng Qingyan smiled bitterly, a little desperate.

"Dream, when will you wake up?"

He asked.

However, he was still not sure whether it was a dream or not.

That kind of ancient aura, like the aura of one or several long rivers of time and space, should not have been simulated by him.

So he basically knew in his heart that this was not a dream......

It's possible that he's really back to the primeval realm.

But.

Why go back to Swire?

This is naturally because of Tianfen Mountain......

Perhaps after thoroughly studying the Heavenly Tomb Mountain, he will be able to return to his own world.

Then the desolate land in front of you must hide the principle of the Heavenly Tomb Mountain, to be precise, the principle of the emperor......

The Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of the Earth, and the Emperor of Man are the three emperors who exist in the Three Tombs Mountain.

In other Confucian classics, there are no three emperors at all, let alone the theory of the emperor of heaven, the emperor of the earth and the emperor of man.

"Could it be that this desolate land has something to do with the Emperor?"

Feng Qingyan was surprised.

After he figured it out, he wasn't in a hurry.

Because he has been in a hurry for half a year and it is useless, so he is not in a hurry.

In fact, what shocked him in his heart was not that the ancient land was related to the emperor, but that the emperor seemed to really exist......

The gods are unknown before the summer.

It's all about weaving.

He didn't expect that this mysterious emperor didn't seem to be made up, let alone a myth.

He seems to really exist.

At the moment, he did not move, quietly observing the surrounding heaven and earth, looking for traces of the emperor.

Perhaps witnessing the emperor is witnessing the principle of the Heavenly Tomb Mountain.

Time ticks by.

Perhaps because there was no night, no other reference, he seemed to feel that time had not passed.

The time has always been the same.

Is this the still heaven and earth?

Feng Qingyan looked at it carefully for a while, and felt that it didn't look like it.

However, he does not feel the passage of time, and it is also a real feeling......

The wind moves.

Thatch moves.

The rain falls, and the clouds open.

But Feng Qingyan didn't move, he was like turning into a wood carving.

Heaven and earth blurred in his eyes.

Everything is not visible.

"The clear air has not risen, the turbid air has not sunk, the wandering spirit has not been spiritual, the five colors have not been divided, there are things, and the dark and sexual existence is called chaos. Chaos is the beginning. The beginning, the sprout of the primordial fetus. The number of the beginning is one, and the other is Taiji. Tai Chi is also the parent of heaven and earth. One is extremely easy, the sky is bright and clear, the earth is thick and turbid, it is said to be too easy......"

An ethereal voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

Feng Qingyan came to his senses in an instant, listened carefully to the ethereal voice, and felt the ancient existence.

There seems to be someone preaching at the beginning of time and space.

And he was listening across several rivers of time and space, and his ethereal voice was incomparably distant and ethereal......

“...... Those who are too vegetarian are also the beginning of the three talents. The number of Taisu is three, three are easy, and heaven and earth are pregnant and give birth to men and women, which are called three talents. The three talents are also prepared by heaven and earth. Therefore, flying, walking, diving, transforming, moving, planting, insects, fish, etc., must be between heaven and earth, which is called the primeval ......"

Remote antiquity?

Feng Qingyan's mind suddenly moved, could it be related to the emperor?

"The primeval ones are the beginning of the people. The ancient people are all long-lived, three men and three women at the beginning of Yingyi, gathering in winter and scattered in summer, eating birds, beasts, insects, fish, grass, and wood, and men and women are refined, with girls as their surnames. The first three heads are called the Hexiong ......"

But at this time.

The ethereal voice was even more ethereal, making it a little difficult for him to hear.

"In the past, the emperor lived in the throne, consulted the generals, consulted the minister, consulted the people, and the emperor made a speech......"

At this time, Feng Qingyan couldn't hear it clearly.

The ethereal voice was still there, as if someone was whispering, but it couldn't be heard clearly.

"Taikoo, the Emperor ......"

Feng Qingyan frowned and thought, it seems that it really has something to do with the Ancient Emperor.

Could this be the legendary Book of Heavenly Tombs?

That mysterious voice, although ethereal, gave people an ancient atmosphere, as if it had traveled from ancient time and space.

When he came back to his senses from his thoughts.

The heavens and the earth gradually became clear.

In front of me is still the ancient land, the thatch is several feet high, and the heaven and earth are filled with an ancient atmosphere, giving people an incomparably thick feeling.

At this time, he was slightly stunned.

He found that he had forgotten what the ethereal voice had just said, and only vaguely remembered the primordial and the emperor.

Whew-

He let out a cloudy breath and sighed.

If what the ethereal voice says is the Book of Heavenly Tombs, then the Book of Heavenly Tombs is too mysterious.

Who in the world can read?

Perhaps, there is only the saints who created the Six Ancient Mountains.

In fact, whether the Six Ancient Books were created by the saints or not, Feng Qingyan is not very clear.

However, before the saints, there were no so-called three tombs, five canons, etc., and naturally there were no mountains of six ancient books.

Now.

Feng Qingyan thought that the saints would trace their roots on the East Mountain and explore the truth of the world, could it be related to the Six Ancient Books Mountain?

Or the Six Ancient Books Mountain, which is derived from tracing back to the roots?

It's a possibility.

Leaving this aside for now, who is the Emperor?

At this time, he was curious about the emperor.

It seems that in the ethereal voice just now, a lot of the emperor's exploits were said, but he forgot about it.

Since the Emperor exists, does that mean that the Emperor of the Earth and the Emperor of Man also exist? After leaving the Heavenly Tomb Mountain, you may be able to go to the Earth Tomb Mountain and the Human Tomb Mountain to have a look.

After a while, he came back from his thoughts and looked at the heavens and the earth.

Heaven and earth are still desolate.

He is still trapped in the ancient world, and he doesn't know when he will be able to leave.

How long has this been?

He couldn't remember.

Maybe it's a year, maybe it's a decade, maybe it's a hundred years......

He was already in no hurry.

He had had many of these experiences, and it seemed that he had been trapped for a long time, but in the world he was in, it was only a few days.

Soon after.

He continued to walk the ancient world.

He didn't deliberately look for traces of the emperor, but just looked at this strange world with curiosity.

He has long been suitable for the gravity of the ancient world.

He walked like a fly.

Now he can fly thousands of miles in a day......

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

He had flown out for tens of thousands of miles, but the land was still flat and endless, as if there was no end in sight.

Does this give him a sense of unreality, is it still a dream? Or is it some kind of dream or world that is half-real and half-real, half-real and half-imaginary?

When he hesitated, he looked up to the heavens.

He used "Breaking the Void to See the Small", but he saw that the sky was endless darkness.

But at this point.

He faintly heard a voice.

A voice that seemed to come from the depths of the heavens.

"It can level the sky with a sword and kill all enemies in the world......"

The voice was very flat, but it was very terrifying, which made Feng Qingyan a little shocked.

At this moment, his gaze seemed to have finally crossed the sky, saw the world outside the sky, and saw the world outside the sky.

But.

His gaze did not fall on the layers of unknown worlds.

Instead, it landed on the small sword at the end of the layers of unknown worlds, which was very small, only three inches.

It's also ordinary, and there's nothing magical about it.

It's just a very ordinary little sword.

But at the moment.

When that flat voice fell.

The little sword fell, and it fell on a layer of the world.

However, that layer of the world could not bear it, and it penetrated that layer of the world and fell into the second layer of the world.

And the second world still can't afford it.

It seemed that the little sword was so heavy that no world could bear its weight.

It penetrates the world layer by layer.

And.

As it penetrates more and more worlds.

The little sword grew bigger and more terrifying.

At this moment, it is no longer penetrating a layer of world, but destroying a layer of world.

Feng Qingyan was shocked in his heart, he couldn't believe his eyes, this must be an illusion, it must be an illusion.

How could there be such a terrifying sword in the world?

It just falls, and it destroys the world......

A moment later.

Feng Qingyan's eyes widened slightly.

He found that the little sword would eventually fall into the desolate ancient world, wouldn't it mean that even the desolate ancient world would be destroyed by the little sword?

Of course, the little sword at this time is no longer small.

However, it is not as big as a world......

The little sword was still like a bamboo, sinking layer upon layer of unknown and huge world, and sinking towards the desolate world where Feng Qingyan was located.

Before the little sword arrived, he vaguely felt the breath of destruction.

......

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