Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 706: The huge shadow above the cursed millstone

The dark and eerie grinding surface was raging with a terrifying aura of crushing, grinding all tangible objects into pieces. Dark red fluid flesh and blood could be vaguely seen flowing slowly between the grinding teeth, like grinding pulp.

The souls of the demons sank in it, being ground into powder along with the flowing flesh and blood.

Being crushed by the teeth again and again, and being engraved with black runes again and again, no one can escape unscathed.

Even Feng Qingyan is no exception.

When the teeth of the mill that could grind away everything came crushing down on him, he had no choice but to enter the bronze coffin and close the lid on himself.

The bronze coffin, or the black pottery flowerpot, is his last trump card.

If he had not had to, he would never enter the bronze coffin, because he didn't know what would happen after entering.

Is it raw?

Is it death?

Or sleeping?

Or something else?

He knew nothing about it and didn't dare to try it easily.

The black pottery flowerpot was the only thing he could not see or touch clearly besides the cursed millstone. It exuded an extremely ancient atmosphere.

And inside the basin, it seems that there is also a connection to reincarnation...

Very secretive.

But at the moment.

He had to lie in a bronze coffin...

When he closed the coffin lid, he found that the coffin was pitch black, emitting an extremely cold breath that could freeze a person's soul instantly. He suddenly understood why his blood could freeze the demons and even freeze their souls.

This might be because he had been lying in the bronze coffin for too long, causing the blood in his body to be tainted with an extremely cold aura.

It is indeed an extremely cold breath.

Fortunately, after lying in the coffin for a long time, he seemed to have gotten used to it.

At this time, the extremely cold atmosphere in the bronze coffin did not have much impact on him. He quickly adapted to it and then looked around curiously.

Unfortunately, I didn’t see anything.

In fact, he had always been very curious about the bronze coffin, especially the inside of the bronze coffin. However, apart from the red spider lily floating in the coffin, all he could see was a dark patch of darkness...

However, in the darkness, I felt an endless sense of remoteness.

When the bronze coffin turned into a black pottery flower pot.

He once put his hand into a flowerpot and vaguely felt the existence of the power of reincarnation, as if there was no soil in the flowerpot.

It is an infinite and mysterious space.

now.

He indeed felt that inside the coffin was an infinitely large mysterious space, extremely cold and pitch black, filled with an indescribable aura.

This is not the breath of extreme cold, but rather the breath of reincarnation.

After a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was lying or standing, as if the coffin was a vacuum. When he turned around, he saw a faint light in the endless darkness...

The light is very faint and very far away.

but.

No matter how dim the light is or how far away it is, people can see it.

"How come there is light?"

Feng Qingyan walked towards the light while feeling confused.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally got closer and saw the faint light. It turned out to be the bud of the red spider lily in the coffin.

At this moment, the buds of the red spider lily are as red as fire.

As red as blood.

It stood quietly in the darkness, as if its roots were also rooted in the darkness, using the darkness as nutrients. On its stem, there were eleven lush green leaves...

"Why does a leaf represent a taboo?"

Feng Qingyan continued to approach and observed the red spider lily carefully. He was also very curious about it and asked in a puzzled voice: "What is the relationship between the red spider lily and the taboo? If the black pottery flower pot cannot conquer the sixteen taboos, then the red spider lily will never bloom?"

"What does the black pottery flower pot have to do with the ghost gate behind me?"

"Why was Taboo subdued by the black pottery flower pot, and why did it appear on the ghost gate behind me and become the ghost general of the ghost gate?"

The red spider lily stood still.

Its roots are really rooted in the endless darkness, and it seems to be absorbing the darkness...

In the infinite darkness of the bronze coffin, it seemed that there was only the red spider lily, and other than the red spider lily, there was endless darkness. No, there was also a terrifying aura of extreme cold, and a looming, mysterious aura of reincarnation...

But at this moment, Feng Qingyan was unable to capture the breath of reincarnation.

After a while.

Feng Qingyan simply sat cross-legged next to the red spider lily, looking at the red spider lily from time to time, and looking at the boundless darkness from time to time.

Or try to capture the breath of reincarnation.

but.

The breath of reincarnation seems invisible and traceless, impossible to capture, and seems very strange.

Time passed as he sat cross-legged, perhaps a day, perhaps a month, perhaps a year, he didn't know how much time had passed.

gradually.

He felt something was wrong. Was this too safe?

Before he entered the bronze coffin, he always felt that it was very dangerous and that he might never come back. However, his reason told him that he would not be in too much danger if he woke up from the bronze coffin and walked out of it, otherwise he would not be able to wake up from the bronze coffin, right?
After his observation, the bronze coffin seemed to be a world of its own, a mysterious world filled with the breath of reincarnation.

Apart from the extremely cold air that could freeze a person's soul, there seemed to be no danger.

He had already adapted to the extreme cold.

So the bronze coffin should be safe for him?
He thought so.

but.

Do not know why.

Instead, he became more and more uneasy.

He always felt that the bronze coffin couldn't be so safe...

At this moment, his brows were furrowed tightly. Was he worried that the cursed millstone would wear away the bronze coffin? Although he couldn't see the black pottery flowerpot clearly, he didn't know that the cursed millstone could wear away the black pottery flowerpot. But in his deduction, the black pottery flowerpot might be of the same level as the cursed millstone...

Just now.

He vaguely felt that the dark space seemed to be vibrating violently.

Perhaps because he was in a dark space, the vibration he felt was not very strong, just a slight vibration.

But he felt that the bronze coffin was shaking violently.

The bronze coffin is resisting the grinding of teeth!
His guess was not wrong.

At this moment, the bronze coffin was indeed stuck between the grinding teeth.

Not only was the bronze coffin vibrating violently, but even the upper millstone of the cursed millstone was also vibrating violently. The upper millstone of the cursed millstone was stuck by the bronze coffin and could not be turned. It was violently cracking and was about to shatter the bronze coffin.

But the bronze coffin was extremely hard and stuck to the grinding teeth.

The upper millstone could not be moved.

At this moment, the upper millstone vibrated more violently, emitting a terrifying crushing aura, trying to destroy the bronze coffin. However, a thin layer of strange aura permeated the bronze coffin, like a dream or fantasy, and some of it was like a dreamlike aura created by God.

But it is not the dreamlike atmosphere of a stroke of genius.

This seems to be the breath of reincarnation.

The breath of reincarnation emanating from the bronze coffin not only resisted the crushing breath of the cursed millstone, but also resisted the crushing of the upper millstone.

Neither of them gave in and remained stuck.

as time goes by.

The crushing aura emanating from the cursed millstone became stronger and more terrifying.

However, the bronze coffin was not to be outdone, and it also exuded a stronger aura of reincarnation, resisting the crushing aura time and time again, resisting the crushing of the upper millstone...

The two still refused to give in.

Stuck. At this moment, a dull soul passed by the bronze coffin.

Although the cursed millstone was stuck by the bronze coffin and could not turn, the flesh and blood on the grinding surface that was like pulp was still flowing slowly, and there were also souls sinking in the pulp.

When a soul passes by a bronze coffin, it will be more or less tainted by the breath of reincarnation.

When the soul was tainted with the breath of reincarnation, the black particles on the soul seemed to dissipate some, which made the cursed millstone burst out with an even more terrifying crushing breath.

The upper millstone vibrated even more violently.

It seemed that the bronze coffin had offended the cursed millstone, and it wanted to destroy it.

Unfortunately, the bronze coffin relied on the samsara aura that emanated from it to withstand the crushing of the cursed millstone time and time again...

At this moment, the cursed millstone made a series of strange noises.

It seemed that when the upper millstone vibrated violently, something went wrong with the shaft of the cursed millstone.

If the upper millstone continued to vibrate violently, the bronze coffin might not be crushed, but the shaft might break.

So now.

I was very unwilling to get on the millstone.

Since its birth, everything in the world has been crushed and shattered. Everything that has been crushed by it has been broken into pieces and has been completely changed beyond recognition...

This world.

How could anything possibly contend with that?
It doesn't believe it.

So it thought that as long as it continued to crush it, it would be able to crush the strange thing into powder.

However, the rotation axis is not allowed.

If the shaft breaks, the upper grinding disc may fall off the lower grinding disc...

When the upper millstone loses the lower millstone, the cursed millstone is basically useless. So, no matter how unwilling the upper millstone is, it has to stop grinding.

And let that thing flow through.

Flow out of the lower grinding plate.

As long as the thing is on the grinding surface, it will always be stuck and prevent it from turning. So at this moment, the upper grinding disc has to be gently lifted to let the thing flow over the grinding surface and out of the lower grinding disc...

When the upper millstone was slightly lifted, the bronze coffin slowly flowed away along with the blood and flesh.

And the bronze coffin.

Feng Qingyan felt that the darkness stopped vibrating.

At this time he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The bronze coffin, or the black pottery flowerpot, finally withstood the crushing of the cursed millstone.

The black pottery flowerpot did not disappoint him.

This also shows that the black pottery flowerpot is indeed on the same level as the cursed stone mill...

Do not know why.

In a trance, he always felt that the black pottery flowerpot and the cursed stone mill were existences beyond heaven and earth.

In other words.

They can erase the heaven and earth, but the heaven and earth cannot erase them.

When Feng Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, he began to capture the breath of reincarnation in the darkness again and tried to analyze it.

But after a moment, he was suddenly startled.

He remembered that he only opened the bronze coffin and lay down in it when the teeth were about to grind him to death.

But after he lay down, it felt as if a month or a year had passed. In short, it was a very long time.

Of course, it could also be several days.

but.

Just now, Mo Chi encountered the bronze coffin. What does this mean? This means that the time outside the bronze coffin seems to have only passed for a few breaths or dozens of breaths...

Is it possible that the passage of time inside and outside the coffin is different?
While he was thinking.

He vaguely felt that the breath of reincarnation in the coffin seemed to be stronger.

The breath of reincarnation was like a dream or illusion, which shocked Feng Qingyan's mind and showed some shock in his eyes. Why was the breath of reincarnation becoming more and more like a dream?
He remembers.

When I first felt the breath of reincarnation, it didn't feel like a dream.

However, at that time, he had not felt the dreamy breath, so at this moment he could not be sure whether the dreamy breath of the magic pen was the breath of reincarnation.

Or maybe they are just similar.

in the dark.

The breath of reincarnation is stronger.

It is spreading like silk threads, but it is invisible.

But gradually, Feng Qingyan seemed to fall asleep slowly, slowly in the breath of reincarnation. He was still sitting cross-legged in front of the red spider lily, but his eyes were gently closed, without the slightest sign of life, as if he was not just asleep.

And seemed dead.

While he was not sure whether he was dead or asleep, the bronze coffin continued to flow slowly on the grinding surface. The upper millstone did not turn, as if it had attracted the attention of some supreme being. Above the huge cursed millstone, a larger and more blurred shadow vaguely appeared.

The blurry shadow frowned and looked at the millstone, but found nothing.

The bronze coffin was just a grain of sand to the cursed stone mill, but it was stuck tightly by the grain of sand.

Or.

The bronze coffin is just an insignificant speck of dust to the cursed millstone.

Proportionately speaking, a grain of sand is still too big.

Because it's too small.

The huge, blurry shadow on the cursed millstone did not observe the existence of the bronze coffin, not to mention that it was separated by countless time and space.

It's not surprising that you can't see clearly.

So, the huge blurry shadow turned the upper millstone and left.

Although the upper millstone was rotating, it was stuck on the bronze coffin and still could not crush the bronze coffin. Therefore, after the upper millstone rotated for a while, it had to stop because the bronze coffin was stuck too much.

If it is forced to turn, either the grinding teeth will be stuck by the bronze coffin or the shaft will break.

The huge blurry shadow above the cursed millstone didn't seem to care much about its existence, and didn't come back to observe the millstone...

So the upper millstone remained stuck until the bronze coffin flowed out.

I do not know how long it has been.

The bronze coffin is finally about to flow out of the lower millstone and be poured into the grinding groove.

And inside the bronze coffin, Feng Qingyan was still sleeping without any sign of life. The blood-red red spider lily took root in the darkness and was absorbing the darkness...

At this moment, the ground flour flowed out of the bronze coffin and flowed into the grinding trough, along with many dull souls and flesh and blood like pulp, flowing towards the final exit of the cursed millstone.

It was pitch black outside the grinding trough.

Nothing can be seen.

The bronze coffin continued to flow slowly, as if it had merged with the darkness, and no one knew where it would end up...

Maybe it's the magic land.

Maybe a Jedi.

In the coffin, Feng Qingyan was still sleeping, without any signs of life, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep again. Perhaps what he was afraid of was actually just sleeping...

He didn't know.

How long had he slept when he walked out of the bronze coffin?

If he was the Emperor of Shang in his previous life, then according to the logical calculation, it should be more than two thousand years.

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