Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 749 He is the Heaven and the Earth
In the sea of ​​blood.

Feng Qingyan flew away.

But in just a moment, a towering mountain surrounded by fairy air appeared before their eyes.

The mountains are majestic and magnificent, reaching high into the sky, exuding an ancient atmosphere. At this moment, a thread-like fairy air can be vaguely seen, slowly flowing through the mountains...

"Dapeng Mountain."

In front of the towering mountain, there stands a hundred-meter-high stone monument.

The stone tablet has existed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. It looks extremely old and has long been corroded by time. It is almost decayed. However, there is an unyielding spirit that supports the stone tablet to stand firm...

"Da Peng Xian Mountain?"

Feng Qingyan stared at the stone tablet, and landed step by step on the stone platform under the stone tablet. He saw many serious sword marks on the stone tablet.

It seemed that a fierce battle had taken place.

He frowned slightly, staring at the sword marks on the stone tablet, but felt an unparalleled murderous aura.

In his eyes at this moment.

It seemed as if countless swords were slashing towards him across time and space.

Every knife and every sword was terrifying, tearing the space apart, changing the color of the sky and earth, and seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world. However, he saw that the Dapeng Mountain behind the stone tablet was still standing still, unharmed by the swords...

“A gentleman is as still as a mountain.”

Feng Qingyan said lightly.

boom!
He seemed to have turned into a mountain, causing the heaven and earth to sink slightly.

Although the sword transformed by murderous aura still slashed at him, it was blocked by the gentleman's immovable momentum, and was unable to shake Feng Qingyan at all...

Although the sword marks on the stone tablet are very terrifying, countless years have passed after all.

There wasn't much murderous aura left from the sword marks.

but.

You can still kill the great sage.

Feng Qingyan stood still, still looking at the stone tablet, his eyes seemed to reflect ancient scenes. It seemed that there were dozens of beings in the holy realm, holding weapons and killing him...

"Xian?"

Feng Qingyan frowned.

Judging from the aura of the sword marks on the stone tablet, it seems that they were left by an immortal, but how could it be an immortal?

Aren’t the people on Dapeng Mountain immortals?

Then why would an immortal go to Dapeng Mountain to kill people?

Could it be that the immortals are fighting against each other and killing each other?

Feng Qingyan was very surprised, and his eyes fell on the towering mountains behind the stone tablet.

Although Dapeng Mountain is still filled with immortal energy, traces of the great war remain everywhere, and it has become extremely desolate.

"Ha ha--"

A sad and hideous laugh suddenly rang out.

But it quickly disappeared.

Feng Qingyan was suddenly startled, but soon realized that this was the sound left over from heaven and earth.

It does not belong to the present, but to the past.

Time cannot be erased.

This tragic and hideous laugh is most likely the laughter of the immortal from Dapeng Mountain.

Feng Qingyan looked around and saw that the mountain gate was broken. How could he not be sad? After a moment, he turned around and looked at the sea of ​​blood. He saw the monk in white standing with a wooden fish in his hand, chanting scriptures quietly, still with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes downcast.

It seemed that they wanted to stop Feng Qingyan from going up the mountain, but Feng Qingyan had already gone up the mountain.

"No!"

A struggling voice seemed to say.

"I am the biggest ominous sign, so why should I be afraid of the ominous sign on the mountain?" Feng Qingyan seemed to have heard it, and smiled at the little monk in white.

"No..."

"No..."

A struggling sound seemed to be constantly heard, as if the little monk in white was persuading.

"I know there are ominous signs on the mountain, but I have my reasons for going up the mountain." Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will come back safely. In this world, no one can kill me..."

After saying that, he walked up the moss-covered steps beside the stone tablet.

The moss on the steps dies and grows again, grows again and dies again.

I don’t know how many generations it has been adjusted to zero.

As he walked up, the little monk in white who was guarding the sea of ​​blood at the foot of the mountain walked away with his head lowered, beating the wooden fish.

After a while.

He walked to the end of the stairs.

It's not that the stairs are that long, but the stairs leading up the mountain were cut off by a broken sword.

The broken sword was rusted and stuck at the end of the steps, emitting murderous aura. Countless years had passed, but the murderous aura emitted by the broken sword still tore through the surrounding space, leaving the space at the end of the steps full of black cracks.

"This broken sword..."

Feng Qingyan was a little frightened.

Is this because of the dream of reincarnation, or is the broken sword itself so powerful? Even after countless years, it still bursts out with the power of the holy realm...

He did not move the broken sword, but suddenly stepped over the broken sword and crossed countless space cracks.

Behind the broken sword was a pavilion, but it was chopped in half.

Although only half of it is left, it is still standing. According to the broken plaque, it can be known that the pavilion is a welcoming pavilion.

But the word "迎" has already fallen to the ground.

Although half of the pavilion is covered with moss and weeds, it still stands tall and full of fairy spirit...

In a trance.

Feng Qingyan seemed to see immortals climbing up the steps and arriving at the welcoming pavilion, as if on a pilgrimage.

Unfortunately, it was just an afterimage and was blown away by the wind.

He continued to climb the mountain.

But the mountain was full of broken walls and ruins, and all you could see was desolation.

He saw a scorched pine tree with a huge sword stuck in it and sad blood flowing from the trunk...

He saw the immortal spirit of a crane circling and wailing in the shattered sky...

He saw the immortal demon being split in two...

Feng Qingyan walked in silence.

Watch silently.

This is the breath of immortals.

Whether it is Dapeng Mountain or the enemies of Dapeng Mountain, they are all immortals.

It's the immortals fighting against each other.

Cannibalism.

But why?
He thought of the various sects of the holy way, the holy way, the immortal way, the martial way, the divine way, the demon way, the witch way, the ghost way, and so on.

They also seem to be fighting against each other.

Cannibalism.

Ugh--

Feng Qingyan sighed.

He continued to climb the mountain, and from time to time he saw the afterimages left over from the ancient times, and could vaguely glimpse some images of the ancient Dapeng Mountain...

In the afterimage.

He saw a strong young man with two horns on his head, quietly reading the Taoist scriptures under a pine tree. On the trunk of the pine tree, there appeared an old man with a smiling face, looking very pleased.

He saw several handsome young men performing various advanced Taoist techniques in the pavilion...

He saw a girl dancing with a sword by the lake.

One sword cuts down the stars in the sky.

He saw a timid little deer, listening carefully to the old man's explanation of the scriptures, and finally transformed into a little girl, killing the most terrifying beast in the world...

He saw a lot.

Is this Dapeng Mountain?
This is indeed a fairy mountain, an enviable fairy mountain.

Moreover, all the disciples on the Immortal Mountain are extraordinary. He has seen many disciples on the Immortal Mountain who are only one step away from entering the holy realm.

Or.

Just one step away from becoming an immortal.

But they are most likely just ordinary disciples of Dapeng Mountain.

If ordinary disciples have such terrifying cultivation, what about the true disciples? What realm are they in?
However, they were still destroyed.

Why did the immortals want to destroy Dapeng Mountain? This was something Feng Qingyan couldn't figure out. Could it be that the immortals were really fighting against each other?

He didn't think it would be that simple.

While thinking.

He continued walking and finally reached the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was a ruin, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and some corpses that had not decayed for thousands of years could be seen...

Murderous.

The resentment is overwhelming.

On the top of the mountain, there is a sky bridge between two peaks, leading to another fairy mountain.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan walked onto the overpass and saw countless ancient patterns carved on it, full of all kinds of mysterious Taoist rhymes.

It seems to record the obscure principles of heaven and earth.

Feng Qingyan looked at it curiously, but he couldn't understand it. He just felt that it was mysterious and powerful. However, the sky bridge on another fairy mountain was also split in half, leaving only half across the sky.

He came to the end of the overpass.

I could vaguely see the ruined palace opposite.

Even though the palace has been reduced to ruins, it still radiates brilliant fairy light and is surrounded by bursts of immortal air.

Feng Qingyan crossed the broken bridge and came to the ruins of the palace.

After a while, he crossed the palace ruins and came to a fairy lake with fairy air flowing like mist. However, a group of crane corpses were floating in the fairy lake...

It is still done by immortals.

It was the immortals who killed them, it was the immortals who destroyed the palaces...

When Feng Qingyan's gaze penetrated the blood-stained Fairy Lake, he saw the corpses of fairies lying in the lake.

There are also corpses of monsters that exude the aura of immortals.

This is a demon fairy.

"what--"

"I'm not reconciled!"

"Why does Tian Yi want to destroy my Dapeng Mountain?!"

A tragic roar suddenly burst out from the bottom of the lake, stirring up the lake water, as if it was going to wash the sky with blood.

Feng Qingyan frowned.

He was silent for a long time.

His gaze penetrated the lake and fell on the corpses.

The corpses all had their eyes wide open, as if they were unwilling to die. They were filled with tremendous resentment, hatred, and terrifying murderous aura.

He wanted to fight his way out from the bottom of the lake and up to the sea of ​​clouds and sky.

"Daluo Mountain watched me die without helping me, and Dakun Mountain added insult to injury. You all will not die well! Die! Die!" A mournful roar came from the bottom of the lake again, almost shaking the entire fairy lake...

Overwhelming resentment, hatred, and murderous intent.

Soared into the sky.

But at the moment.

Feng Qingyan was suddenly startled.

Daluo Mountain watched someone die without helping?
Da Kunshan is adding insult to injury?
How did you get back here?

Could it be that Dakunshan was also involved in the massacre of Dapengshan?
What exactly happened between the Three Immortal Mountains?
Just ominous?

But Feng Qingyan saw overwhelming resentment, hatred, and murderous intent, which had not diminished in the slightest over countless years.

As he frowned in thought.

The immortal corpse at the bottom of the lake exudes even stronger resentment, stronger hatred, and even more terrifying murderous intent.

They seemed to come alive.

They stared at Feng Qingyan at the lakeside, which made Feng Qingyan feel extremely malicious.

They seemed to actually be floating.

They wanted to kill Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan did not retreat nor was he afraid. Instead, he planned to extract some information from the dead to find out what had happened in Dapeng Mountain.

"What happened at Dapeng Mountain?"

Feng Qingyan asked hesitantly.

After all, he was asking a dead person, and he didn't think the dead person would respond.

But I asked anyway.

really.

The dead man did not respond, but rushed towards him.

Feng Qingyan would not stand there and let the dead kill him. He instantly appeared on the other side of the lake. After thinking for a while, he sighed and said, "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Since he's already dead, why can't you let go?"

"I'm not willing to accept it——"

A roar suddenly sounded, carrying with it a strong resentment.

"They're all dead, so why should we be unwilling?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"They're all dead, so why should we be unwilling? Hahaha..."

A pale immortal corpse suddenly laughed wildly and ferociously, as if it had come to life.

But in the laughter, there was an incomparable sadness.

"I, Dapengshan, have fought for the immortal world and defended the Jiuzhou Boundary Mountain to the death. Countless disciples died in battle. But in the end, I ended up like this. How can I accept this?"

The immortal corpse roared at Feng Qingyan with an extremely ferocious look on its face.

The resentment is overwhelming.

"Immortal Realm? Boundary Wall Mountain?"

Feng Qingyan pondered...

However, it was impossible to figure out the whole story from the immortal corpse's words, so I could only continue to try.

but.

He really got words out of the dead man's mouth. Is this person dead or not?
Or in other words, not completely dead?
Dead but not stiff?
"Daluo Mountain! Dakun Mountain! One day, you will also end up like this..."

Another immortal corpse roared.

"Daluo Mountain is ruthless, Dakun Mountain is unjust, you all deserve to die!"

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Not only did the immortal corpse come back to life, it also started roaring.

This is weird!

Feng Qingyan continued to ask questions, but the immortal corpse stopped talking.

"Haha, we are dead after all."

A corpse of an immortal looked up to the sky and cried loudly. It bowed down towards the highest immortal peak in sorrow and said sadly, "Master, it is ultimately my disciple's incompetence that has prevented me from defending Dapeng Mountain..."

"Master, I am incompetent!"

The immortal corpse bowed down and cried bitterly.

now.

Feng Qingyan looked towards the highest fairy peak.

He still doesn't understand who massacred the people in Dapeng Mountain.

Judging from the remaining breath, it was the work of an immortal, but the disciples of Dapeng Mountain said that Daluo Mountain was heartless and would not help.

Da Kunshan is ungrateful and adds insult to injury.

This is to add insult to injury by saying that Da Kunshan seems to be involved?

After a while.

He left the Fairy Lake and continued walking up the mountain, until he came to the top of a fairy mountain.

But the top of the fairy mountain was flattened by a sword, becoming a performance field, specially used for performing Taoist magic...

Although the performance hall was in ruins, there were still some broken stone tablets standing there.

Various magical arts are engraved on the stone tablet.

"Immortal magic?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

Without even thinking about it, he quickly recorded the immortal arts on the stone tablet and handed them over to Taoism after returning to the Mountain and Sea Realm...

When you have finished memorizing, continue walking forward.

Unconsciously.

Feng Qingyan walked to the highest point of Dapeng Mountain.

The top of the fairy mountain is high into the sky, and the highest point is an extremely huge stone platform, on which countless obscure runes can be seen engraved.

It is filled with all kinds of Taoist charm.

Unfortunately.

The stone platform was in ruins and had been devastated.

The most brutal battle in Dapeng Mountain took place on the highest stone platform in Dapeng Mountain, where countless terrifying murderous auras remain.

The murderous aura will linger for millions of years!
Even now, it is still extremely terrifying, tearing the surrounding sky and earth apart, and filled with a chaotic atmosphere, like the end of the world.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan stood on the edge of the stone platform, looking at the murderous aura in the air with vigilance.

The terrifying murderous aura seemed to shred time and space, killing the past, the future, and even the present, which opened Feng Qingyan's eyes...

This seemed to be an existence beyond the emperor of heaven and earth, forcing him to be cautious.

"It turns out to be an existence that surpasses the emperor of heaven and earth..."

Feng Qingyan didn't dare to move forward rashly.

Suddenly.

He saw a tall young man standing on the stone platform...

But the young man's face was covered with a thin layer of mist, making it impossible to see his features clearly.

Feng Qingyan felt that the young man was emitting an indescribable Taoist aura, as if he had merged into one with the heaven and earth.

It seems that he is the sky and he is the earth.

He is everything in the world.

……

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(End of this chapter)