Chapter 225: The King of Ghosts Descends
“No!”
After hearing what the other party said and the request he made, Feng Qingan flatly refused. He thought that the monk was just keeping him in his house because he had nothing better to do.
Not to mention that he is unwilling, even if he is willing, if this Tianlong monk moves into the house, the group of Taoists outside will be deeply stimulated. Even if this monk has many Buddhist treasures, I am afraid he will not be able to intimidate them and they may suffer an unexpected accident.
"Why not?"
"For your own safety, Zen Master!"
Feng Qingan tried to persuade him kindly. He had met many Taoist masters, especially several great masters. He did not think that those Taoist masters would be helpless against a foreign monk. It was just that there was no need. Of course, he had the foundation to open a Buddhist temple, but who doesn't have that?
"Amitabha, thank you for your concern, this poor monk..."
Tianlong Monk was startled, and then he wanted to assure Feng Qingan that he was not afraid of life or death, but Feng Qingan had no patience to listen to him.
"Go away, there is no place for you here!"
Feng Qingan's words were not actually polite, but the boy did not think he had done anything wrong. After all, it was the other party who spoke rudely first.
What does it mean to make peace with the ghosts of the underworld? Is he such a person? What a joke.
"Amitabha!"
Yinghai chanted a Buddhist name, looked at Feng Qingan deeply, and stopped arguing with him, but a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.
Because in his opinion, it was obvious that this young man had already realized that he was wrong, but he was still greedy for the beauty of the ghosts in the underworld and could not extricate himself. He even drove away the person who could subdue the ghosts and help him escape from the sea of lust. This was clearly his own depravity.
However, even though this young man can allow himself to fall into depravity, we cannot stop him from helping others escape from the sea of sin. If we do not allow him to gain a foothold here, he will just find a place to gain a foothold in this city.
With his magical powers, the ghost that dared to lure this young master into destruction would surely be able to detect it once it showed up, and would never be kept in the dark like this young master.
"I'll take my leave now!"
"Master, please go!"
Feng Qingan smiled, without any intention of trying to keep the other party.
The Tianlong monk then retreated, but the Yinghai monk, who had already sensed something wrong with Feng Qing'an, disappeared inch by inch in the air just as he left the gate of Feng Qing'an's residence, and soon disappeared into thin air in full view of everyone.
Many real people who were secretly observing the house were amazed, but not many people were surprised. After all, no one could guess how many Buddhist treasures this foreign monk had in his hands.
Feng Qing'an's life thus . Even though he did not go out every day, there were people who came to visit him with various excuses and brought him many Taoist scriptures.
This led to an increasing accumulation of Taoist scriptures and sutras in his hands. Although the so-called Taoist scriptures were preparations for disciples before their practice, the Taoist sect was not stupid, especially when there were Buddhist practitioners coming to the sect.
Therefore, some of the Taoist scriptures sent by real people also contain some unique scriptures, which are very famous and even contain some methods of practicing great supernatural powers that people seem to have heard of.
After Feng Qing'an flipped through two pages, he discovered some of the little tricks in it , such as a magical power called "Five Directions and Five Elements Taixuan Divine Light", which is said to be able to collect and suppress all living things belonging to the five elements.
However, although Feng Qingan has some methods of cultivation for this magical power, if he really wants to master this great magical power, he needs corresponding magical power support, which means he needs specific methods of cultivation.
In other words, only by entering the sect and inheriting the tradition can one truly master this magical power. Of course, this is true, but for people with extraordinary talents, this does not actually limit anything.
After all, all the Taoist magical powers in this world did not appear out of thin air. They were all created by one talented Taoist master or sage after another.
Since the predecessors were able to create it, the later generations can naturally modify it. Therefore, even if some Taoist sects only give out the scrolls of magical powers without providing corresponding methods of practice, they are actually taking a huge risk.
The Taoist sect was right to be so generous, because Feng Qing'an discovered some cultivation methods mixed in after casually flipping through a few Buddhist scriptures.
However, after taking a look at these practices, he threw them aside. As I said before, he had no interest in becoming a monk. Although the Buddhist practices and supernatural powers looked good, forget it!
Not suitable!
Time passed quickly, and soon it was from August to September. The college entrance examination, which had been postponed for one month, officially began amid the long-awaited calls of thousands of students, and Feng Qing'an also stepped into the examination room. Although he had decided not to take part in the imperial examination, everything has a beginning and an end.
Moreover, for Feng Qing'an, taking part in the college entrance examination is no different from relaxing. Unlike those students who bear the responsibility of their personal future and family destiny, he does not feel any pressure.
Feng Qingan wanted to take part in the last imperial examination in order to find peace and quiet in the midst of chaos. He wanted to avoid those Taoist masters because the imperial examination was related to the prosperity of the country and could even affect the fortune of the dynasty.
Because the karma here is extremely serious, all practitioners will stay away from it and will not come here at all. Feng Qingan does not need to worry about anyone disturbing him in the examination room. Even if he enters the examination room, he will be treated the best.
However, no matter how important the imperial examination was, it only lasted a few days. When the gong sounded, indicating that it was time to hand in the papers, it meant the end of the examination.
Thousands of candidates and students, some smiling, some feeling heavy-hearted, some with their heads down in thought, handed in their test papers with different emotions.
Feng Qing'an mixed in with the crowd and handed in the test paper which he had written purely in his spare time. Then he left the examination room in a very casual manner. When he walked out of the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall, he saw Butler Zhao and a group of warriors who came to greet him.
He also saw the figures of Heishan and Baiyao among them. As for Minglong, he naturally carried it with him and never left it for a moment. Even if it was the college examination, the officers who searched him could not do anything to him.
"Seeing that you are in high spirits, I believe you must have made up your mind. When the results are announced, you will definitely be at the top of the list!"
Butler Zhao stepped forward, a smile appeared on his increasingly youthful face, and congratulated.
"The papers haven't been collected yet. It's too early to say that. I'm just making up the numbers. The important thing is to participate!"
Feng Qing'an responded quite modestly that he was really just participating this time, and even the content written in the paper was improvised, because he did not plan to take the test again, so he had no scruples. He did not even consider the taboos and offending superiors that ordinary candidates must pay attention to. He just wrote whatever he thought of, extremely casually.
However, when the list of college entrance examinations was released, the name at the top of the list still left Feng Qing'an speechless. Not surprisingly, it was his name.
This completely put an end to Feng Qingan's desire to take the imperial examination, and he no longer had the thought of continuing. Everything had already been decided, so what was the point?
Feeling lazy and idle, Feng Qing'an became more casual. He carried a few Taoist or Buddhist scriptures in his arms and traveled around Fengtian City, having a great time. Occasionally, he would meet some real people and discuss scriptures with them.
After traveling for nearly half a month, Feng Qing'an remembered that there was a famous Longyin Academy in Dajin near Fengtian City. On a whim, Feng Qing'an decided to go there for a visit.
"Did you find out?"
But Feng Qing'an just then galloped on his horse and led a group of warriors towards Longyin Academy. Halfway through, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart.
Apart from Dong Huang, no one else could communicate with him without his consent. However, what she said was incoherent and Feng Qingan was unable to react for a while.
"What did you find?"
Feng Qingan, who had completely relaxed and was just waiting for Donghuang to arrive, asked curiously.
"The gap between the two realms connecting the Netherworld, I thought you had discovered it."
There was a hint of amusement in Dong Huang's tone. In her opinion, the coincidences and coincidences that happened to Feng Qingan were inevitable, and everything had been arranged.
"I really don't know."
Feng Qingan was really confused when he heard this. He remembered that Donghuang once said that there was a tiny gap connecting the human world and the underworld near Fengtian City, which could allow her to descend. But he didn't know where the gap was, and Donghuang only had some sense of it.
"You are approaching that gap now."
"Really? Then when I get really close, remind me!"
Feng Qing'an became interested. When the Netherworld Crack was in a hidden state, only creatures like the Nether Wolf who possessed special magical powers could see it.
When it is opened, anyone who has crossed the threshold of cultivation will be able to see it. This dark gap near Fengtian City is most likely hidden, so no one knows where it is.
Maybe it's the same gap as the one at the door of his house? Right on the avenue?
"good!"
Dong Huang agreed.
However, Dong Huang's voice did not sound until he arrived at Longyin Academy.
"It's very close, but I was wrong. What exists here is not a small gap, but a sealed portal between two worlds. Perhaps a tide of ghosts appeared here a long time ago!"
"Ghost Tide?"
Hearing this, Feng Qing'an's expression suddenly became serious. If the ghosts in the underworld want to reach the human world, there are various harsh restrictions. The first one is that there must be a portal that allows them to pass safely, which is the underworld gap.
However, the size of the gap also strictly limits the strength of the ghosts that can pass through it. Under normal circumstances, the Ghost King can hardly find a netherworld gap that allows them to descend to the human world.
But there is nothing absolute in this world. No matter how rare it is, a gap will occasionally appear between the two worlds that allows the Ghost King to pass safely. Even if there is no such gap, the size of the gap can be temporarily expanded through blood sacrifice and other means.
The coming of the Ghost King often symbolizes a terrifying tide of ghosts, with bones exposed in the wild and no roosters crowing for thousands of miles. The Ghost King cannot stay in the human world for long and can only stay temporarily. He will inevitably madly slaughter the living beings near the place where he descends, plundering their souls and devouring their blood, flesh and essence.
Unless there is a force that can counterbalance it, the arrival of the Ghost King will symbolize a calamity more terrifying than a natural disaster. Any living being that gets a little too close will be devoured and plundered, from flesh and blood to souls.
Dong Huang said that there might have been a tide of ghosts here before, which was implying that a ghost king might have descended here, but that was a long time ago. Now, in front of Feng Qingan, there was only the Longyin Academy with the sound of reading aloud and the majestic aura that spanned thousands of miles into the sky.
"It's worthy of being the world-famous Longyin Academy!"
Looking at the academy in front of him that was filled with golden light everywhere, Feng Qingan exclaimed in admiration.
As to why there is an academy here, we can get a glimpse of it from Dong Huang's words. The person who built this academy originally wanted to suppress the cracks in the underworld by using the righteous spirit.
Judging from Dong Huang's wrong judgment, the effect of the suppression of the Haoran Qi was quite good. If he had not been close, Dong Huang would have thought that this was just a small gap that could not allow ghosts to pass through.
However, other ghosts in the underworld cannot get through because of the existence of Haoran Qi. Even if they do, they will be seeking death. Haoran Qi will burn their bodies like a raging fire until they are completely reduced to ashes.
But Donghuang is different from the ghosts in the underworld. She is a congenital being and even has merits. The righteous energy has the same effect on her as it does on the human race, as if it does not exist.
The Longyin Academy outside Fengtian City covers a vast area, covering several hills outside Fengtian City. It has palaces, pavilions, courtyards, houses, squares, and even flowing springs and waterfalls. It can be regarded as a small city in the mountains.
It’s just that there are not many people living there. But even so, when Feng Qingan led the crowd, they ran into several scholars.
"Feng Qingan?"
"But he is the brother of Duke Chengwen?"
"Exactly!"
"I'm just a rookie, but I've already become famous. No matter where I go, I'm sure people will recognize me!"
Feng Qing'an was not surprised to see that he was recognized before he even entered the door. After all, he had a face that was 70% similar to his brother's. Given his brother's fame in Dajin, it was difficult for him to keep a low profile.
"Hahaha, who made you have such a talented brother who is the best in Dajin!"
A student in gray and white Confucian robe saw Feng Qingan and smiled.
Even though he knew that the other person's brother was a high-ranking official, there was no flattery on his face. He was neither humble nor arrogant. Instead, he asked Feng Qing'an about the purpose of coming to the academy.
"Mr. Feng, I don't know which gentleman you would like to visit in the academy?"
"There are indeed a few gentlemen who want to visit, but seeing how prosperous the academy is today, I would like to stay here for a while!"
Feng Qing'an nodded and made a request. Since Donghuang was about to come, although this location was a bit special, it was not a big deal for Donghuang. Fengtian City was not interesting. In comparison, Longyin Academy was more interesting.
"Master Feng is coming to the academy to study?"
"You are not going to take part in the provincial examination anymore?"
Hearing Feng Qingan's words, the students of the academy who happened to meet him were surprised. Doesn't living in the academy mean that you want to study there?
