Early morning.

An ox cart drove to Lingshui Bridge.

On the Lingshui Bridge, the old farmer was waiting early, and when he saw the ox cart coming, he saluted.

"Fu Lao, please get in the car. ”

Feng Qingyan didn't get out of the car, so as not to attract others to watch, his current fame is too great. Although several days have passed since the sanctification, there is still a steady stream of people coming from all over the world, all wanting to see the demeanor of the void saint.

Bocheng has become more and more prosperous because of the burial mountain academy and the sanctification of Feng Qingyan.

The most obvious is that the price of the house has skyrocketed, and it is a little scary.

Many people in Bocheng made a lot of money with this.

Also, the room where Feng Qingyan lived in the inn for a period of time earlier has become the supreme luxury room of the inn, and even the signature of the inn.

It took dozens of taels of silver a day.

Moreover, it attracted a lot of scholars to compete with each other, and the spirit reached hundreds of taels.

As for the wooden house on the west side of the academy, it has become a place of pilgrimage for students and scholars who have come to Bocheng, all of them come to the wooden house to pay their respects, or to get rid of the luck of the saints.

I heard that someone has already bid 300,000 taels......

But Feng Qingyan is relying on other people's gifts, and he can become an existence that is a rich and rival country, and there is no shortage of 300,000 taels at all.

At this time, even the section of the Lingshui River in front of the academy was also called the Enlightenment River, and the Lingshui Bridge became the Junzi Bridge......

Therefore, Feng Qingyan's every move is being paid attention to.

Feng Qingyan didn't need to guess to know that there were definitely many secret sons of various sects and vassal states in Bocheng, sending his every move to his master's hands.

In fact, meeting at Lingshui Bridge was a wrong choice.

On the Lingshui Bridge, after the old farmer saluted the ox cart, he bowed to the Burial Mountain Academy, and then respectfully walked on the ox cart.

"Sir, please take a seat. Feng Qingyan said enthusiastically.

"It's kind to be canonized. ”

The old farmer hurriedly said, and after kneeling down and sitting down, he sighed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Feng Sanding, who was rescued at the moment that day, was not only the bloodline of the Great Emperor, but now he has become the first void saint in ancient and modern times, which really made him unexpected.

Soon, the ox cart drove through Bocheng and headed south.

Qingshan Hou Mansion is located in the reckless green mountains in the southeast of the central part of the Zhou Dynasty, and the location is very secret, and ordinary people can't find it at all......

However, at this time, there were many people secretly following behind the ox cart.

But following the follow, there was no trace of the ox cart, which made the people who followed secretly anxious.

Naturally, the old man made a move in secret.

The one who pulled the cart was still Qing Mang, and it had already returned from Shu.

After Feng Qingyan came back from Shu, An Xiu asked a priest to go to Shu to bring back Jiuge, Tangtang and others, among which the female ghost was still there, which made Feng Qingyan surprised at that time.

Originally, he thought that when he destroyed the hidden capital, even the female ghosts were destroyed together.

It made him feel guilty for a while.

Not to mention female ghosts, in fact, in the hidden capital city, there are also many ghosts who are innocent and have encountered the fire of the city gate.

At this time, Qing Mang was excited and excited, and he couldn't imagine that the gentleman was the first void saint in the world, and he still let his little bull demon pull the cart, which was too windy and too worthy of it.

And its status is also rising.

Many bull demons, horse demons, etc., all have to salute and say hello......

In fact, with the current identity of a gentleman, even the demon marquis is willing to pull a car for him.

Qing Mang felt that the four hooves were full of strength, and rushed away, and the four hooves even stepped into the air, and the speed was faster than when he went to Bashu.

Traveling thousands of miles a day?

Slow.

When Feng Qingyan was promoted to the Void Saint, he was also promoted from the Demon Citizen Realm to the Demon Soldier Realm.

In the ox cart, Feng Qingyan groaned and asked, "Dare to ask the old man of the mansion that day, why did he risk his life to save him?"

"Because canonization is the bloodline of the Great Emperor, and it is the duty of our ghost clan to protect the bloodline of the Great Emperor. "The old farmer's road.

"And then?"

Feng Qingyan really wanted to ask, this was it.

"Again?"

The old farmer hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Because he was a famous Sanding gentleman in the world at that time, and he was a three-bucket saint, the old man wanted to have a good relationship with the canonization at that time. ”

"Just a good match?"

Feng Qingyan smiled.

"When I heard that I was promoted to a great sage, I have the opportunity to enter the Holy Heaven. The old farmer pondered for a moment and said, "Therefore, the old man wants to be canonized and enter the Holy Heaven on behalf of the old man." ”

"Fu Lao, I want to ask what I am doing when I enter the Holy Heaven now, you shouldn't be able to say it, right?"

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Please forgive me for the canonization. The old farmer saluted.

Although Feng Qingyan was curious, he didn't ask again at this time, but asked about the customs and customs of the Qingshan Marquis Mansion.

Time passed.

The ox cart soon drove into the reckless green hills.

This reckless thousands of miles of green mountains, more than 2,000 years ago, was a place called Qingshan Country. However, with the fall of the ghost merchant and the disappearance of the Qingshan Hou, the Qingshan Kingdom perished, and in the end, only the family order of the Hou Mansion remained, that is, the old peasant was still struggling to hold on, waiting for the return of the mansion master......

This is more than 2,000 years.

However, it was not the lord of the mansion who waited, but the descendants of the suspected lord of the mansion.

It's a good ending.

At this time, the old farmer became a little excited, and the old tears did not know when.

"Fu Lao is so sure that I am the blood of the Great Emperor?" Feng Qingyan sighed a little in his heart, how could he not know the reason for his own situation?

"When you enter the Hou Mansion, you will understand. ”

Old Farmer's Road.

It was getting dark.

Under the guidance of the old farmer, the ox cart kept turning left and right, and finally stopped in front of a stone mountain.

"It's time to be canonized, please get off the bus. ”

The old farmer said respectfully.

Feng Qingyan didn't bring anything, just ten "Shangzi plates", and walked down the ox cart to look at the stone mountain in front of him.

Although it is a stone mountain, it is entangled in green vines.

"Open-"

The old farmer shouted at the stone mountain.

At this time, the center of the stone mountain suddenly turned into two huge stone gates, and the stone doors slowly opened to both sides, revealing the entrance filled with black mist.

"Meet the old man and welcome the old man back to the house. ”

In the entrance filled with black mist, several voices of ghosts with surprises came out.

The old farmer nodded, then turned around and said respectfully, "Holy please." ”

Feng Qingyan nodded and said to Qing Mang: "You wait outside, don't make trouble." ”

"Yes. ”

The green cow bowed down.

At this time, Feng Qingyan followed Fu Lao into the entrance filled with black mist, and his feeling was similar to the first time he entered the secluded capital.

The Qingshan Marquis Mansion was also built in the shade of the world.

Behind the entrance filled with black fog, there was a tall castle tower, but it was much worse than the pass of the secluded capital. The walls are still pitch black, made of black stone, with some strange textures also carved on them, exuding a faint majesty.

At this time, Feng Qingyan did not have any road guides or any talisman treasures.

But the shade has no effect on him.

It's just that he was a little uncomfortable at first, but he quickly got used to it, no wonder Fu Lao didn't give him any talisman treasures.

And Fu Lao is also flesh and blood.

Because as a person of the ghost clan, he can walk the underworld with flesh and blood......

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