My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Chapter 1524 Seeing the Blue Sky

"There are only a few incense sticks left here, let's worship quickly... Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Qingyu found some incense and candles nearby and prepared to hand them to Yang Feng.

But at this time, Yang Feng did not take it, but stood where he was, his eyes fixed on the sculpture.

He looked dazed, just like last time.

Although Lu Qingyu felt confused, he did not interrupt. Instead, he stood by to prevent others from disturbing him.

Little did they know.

Although Yang Feng's eyes were open at this time, his consciousness had already entered a trance.

Soon, Yang Feng saw the gate he had seen last time.

He was now in a floating space.

Yang Feng raised his hand and tried to use his spiritual power to open the door.

But spiritual power is completely ineffective in front of this door.

Yang Feng was not discouraged. Instead, he floated to the door, took a deep breath and began to put his palm completely on the door.

Followed by.

Yang Feng closed his eyes.

At this moment, there seemed to be a pious golden power appearing in his heart.

Followed by.

There was a sound of the front door opening.

As the door slowly opened.

The light behind the door gradually shone on Yang Feng.

When Yang Feng opened his eyes again, he found a huge mountain range in front of him.

And the place where he walked out was the top of the mountain range.

As Yang Feng stepped through the door.

When he turned around again, he found that the door had disappeared.

At this moment, he looked around and felt as if he was in a completely undeveloped primitive mountain range.

But when Yang Feng looked at the terrain around him, he felt a sense of familiarity at this time.

He was sure that he had never been to such a place, but he always seemed to have memories of this place in his mind.

"Where is this?"

Yang Feng muttered to himself and continued to look forward.

It was also at this time that he saw a man sitting next to a tree on the top of the mountain.

He looked less than fifty years old, sitting cross-legged and looking at the scenery in the distance.

In a place like this, only one person could show up.

"Senior Qingtian."

Yang Feng walked over respectfully and greeted him proactively.

The person in front of him was the owner of the sculpture, Qingtian, whom Yang Feng had seen many times.

But the blue sky here seems different from before.

The aura on him is very special, it is not pure spiritual power.

“It’s finally here.”

Qingtian slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Yang Feng beside him and said, "It must be you..."

For this Qingtian, it seemed like he was seeing Yang Feng for the first time.

Yang Feng looked at Qingtian in front of him and said, "Senior Qingtian, by chance, I saw your diary and the things you left behind..."

"Well, this is our fate."

Qing Tian smiled, as if he was sensing the passage of time, and said, "More than four hundred years have passed..."

He seemed to know the speed of time flow in the outside world.

Yang Feng felt surprised, but not that surprised.

Because Yang Feng had already noticed that the blue sky in front of him was very different from the remnant left before.

Qingtian also sensed Yang Feng's thoughts from his expression.

"You're right."

Qingtian grinned and said, "In fact, I have always had some news about the outside world, which is kept in this residual spiritual power."

"If I'm not mistaken, the spiritual power that you left behind, Senior Qingtian, should be... related to those who worship you, right?"

Yang Feng asked tentatively.

He wasn't entirely sure, not because he didn't understand, but because it was too unbelievable.

Qingtian nodded at this time and said, "You are right. It seems that you have indeed guessed a lot."

"Is it really so?!"

Even though Yang Feng got a definite answer, he still found it hard to believe.

Qingtian smiled and explained, "Actually, I only realized this during my last battle, and this place... you should feel familiar, right?"

"Yes, this place looks very familiar to me, but I have probably never been to a place like this."

"Yes, because this place is actually the place where I had my final battle with Sima Shan."

"what?!"

Yang Feng stood up suddenly and looked around.

It was at this moment that he suddenly came to his senses.

Yes, everything here is exactly as described in history books.

No wonder Yang Feng felt so familiar.

Qingtian smiled and said, "It was here that I had a sudden realization. Just like a person's faith, one can gain strength."

"Just like the existence of your residual soul."

"Yes."

Qingtian nodded and said, "In fact, according to reason, it is difficult to preserve spiritual energy for hundreds of years. Even if it can be preserved, most of it will dissipate the moment it is opened, and it cannot exist for a long time."

"Yes, just like the spiritual power you left behind before."

Yang Feng spoke truthfully.

You have to know that even someone as powerful as Qingtian can only leave behind spiritual power of that intensity.

Ordinary people are simply not qualified to leave traces of spiritual power that last for hundreds of years.

Qingtian smiled and said, "It seems to be of some use to you."

“Yes, it has guided me a lot.”

"Fortunately, you finally came here."

Qingtian raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and said, "Zhuge Family is a good place. It can maintain stability for hundreds of years. Only here can I survive for hundreds of years."

"I think you specifically told me not to replace the statue, right?"

"Haha, I asked a friend of the Zhuge family to make my statue and keep it there forever. Even if it's passed down for dozens of generations, don't change it."

Qingtian smiled proudly and said, "How about it? Hundreds of years have passed since my sculpture was made. People in the future can still see my handsome appearance, right?"

"But...it's okay."

Yang Feng didn't expect Qingtian would care about this.

Qingtian laughed again and said, "That's good. Although my story must have been passed down, my handsome face cannot be left behind. I died too quickly, otherwise I would have to ask someone to draw a few pictures of me."

"This……"

Yang Feng was a little confused.

He really didn't expect that the Qingtian he met this time would be so active.

But theoretically speaking, this should be the most real blue sky.

"Young man, don't be so rigid."

Qingtian joked.

Yang Feng scratched his head with some melancholy, and said: "Senior Qingtian, I have a question for you."

"As long as I know something, just ask."

"I want to know why you lost to Sima Shan?"

Yang Feng asked a question that he still couldn't figure out.

And this question also made Qingtian's originally happy expression become a little helpless.

"That's a long story."

Qingtian sighed.