Saint of the Confucian way

There was a strong breath of words and swords in the conversation between the two college students.

Fang Yun guessed that when Wei Huangan and Mo Yao were in the front hall, they must have had a lot of quarrels. Wei Huangan definitely didn't lose Mo Yao. The words "pick the skin and pull the wall" are too vivid. As a bachelor, Mo Yao may not mind at first, but if he was said too much, he must have a grudge in his heart.

In bloody ancient land, there has never been a good tempered bachelor.

The stronger the strength, the greater the influence of the power of blood awn.

Fang Yun didn't give anyone a chance to interrupt. He immediately said, "the first hall is empty. There are instruments of torture in the second hall, but they are protected by a shield. You may not be able to open it. We haven't entered the third hall. Since there are two great scholars, we dare not make a mistake, so we'll leave now. Goodbye!"

Fang Yun then turned around, but when he turned around, he found that Mo Yao was staring at his team and didn't know what he was thinking.

Eleven people were very simple, said to go, soon reached the end of the corridor and stopped in front of the gate.

Yun zhaochen said, "cloud side, stay back and I'll go in first. It's reasonable to say that there should be war image guards in the front hall and the side hall, but so far none of them can be seen, and there are no traces left by the war image, so the back hall is likely to be dangerous."

"Good." Fang Yun didn't show off his strength. After all, the bachelor had a literary platform and both offensive and defensive, so he retreated to the back of the team.

The two gates leading from the side hall to the back hall were tightly closed without any keyholes, as if they were completely sealed.

The gate is not as high as the main gate of the front hall, but it is also a hundred feet. You have to look up to see the top of the gate.

Yunzhaochen came forward and tried to push, motionless, and pulled back, motionless, and then looked around. There was no mechanism or way to open the door.

"This door..." Yun zhaochen made a mistake.

The sound of horses' hoofs came from the rear, and the teams of Wei Huangan and Mo Yao were on their way to the first hall.

Wei Huangan's tongue burst into spring thunder and said, "that door needs to be destroyed to pass. Wait there. When we come out, we will attack together."

With that, Wei Huangan's team first rushed into the first hall, and Mo Yao also rushed in with people. Before entering the door, Mo Yao took another look at Fang Yun and others.

Yun zhaochen took out the imperial edict of the holy page that Fang transported to him, put the holy page on the door as if he had opened the shield of the torture instrument, and then tried to open the door again without moving.

Fang Yun carefully recalled the stone tablet in the first hall and said, "let me try."

Yunzhaochen and the great scholar in front immediately made way.

Under the light of the night pearl on the corridor dome, Fang Yun came to the gate and spit out two words in dragon language.

The gate stood still.

Fang Yun was embarrassed.

"Will you need a key?" Yun zhaochen quickly helped Fang Yun cover.

Fang Yun couldn't answer. The corridor was quiet.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun showed a sudden color and coughed softly: "it should be that I don't have standard pronunciation and didn't learn dragon language well... Foreign language, when I come out of the ancient land of blood, I want to study ancient dragon language and practice oral English and listening."

Ten college students blinked and probably understood Fang Yun's meaning.

Fang Yun stretched out his fingers and consumed dragon Qi to write in mid air. He saw a faint golden light flowing out of Fang Yun's fingertips like water, and finally formed two dragon characters.

People can see clearly that these two words are similar to the last two words of the holy page edict, but the details are different.

Fang Yun opened his mouth and the two dragon characters immediately flew over the gate.

"Empty..."

The gate made a strange sound, and then a faint silver light was put outside, which slowly opened, and the bright light shone into the corridor. Outside the door was a downward step, outside the step was a green grass, flowers and trees could be seen near, and there was a magnificent palace in the distance.

"It's done!" a ray of joy appeared on the faces of many university scholars.

Fang Yun retreated behind the ten great scholars. Yun zhaochen entered first. Fang Yun was last. Before entering the door, he saw Lian Pingchao and looked back at the corridor.

After eleven people passed through the gate and reached the steps, the gate rumbled and closed slowly.

Bang

Distant voices echoed in the corridors of the side hall.

"The first hall really has nothing. Yunzhaochen and others are powerful. Let's go to the second Hall." Wei Huangan's voice sounded in the first hall, and then the whole team appeared at the door and walked along the corridor.

Sixteen people took a few steps on the battle poem dragon horse. Wei Huangan suddenly asked, "where are they?"

The team stopped, and fourteen scholars and two Hanlin looked at the front in surprise.

"Will they enter the third hall first and take the treasure?" a humanitarian.

"Yun zhaochen can't do that. Can brother zhaochen be there?" Wei Huangan's tongue burst with spring thunder, and a trace of doubt appeared on his white face. The purple light in his eyes shook slightly, still gently fanning with a fan in his hand, but it was a little faster than usual.

No response.

"Have they passed the back door of the side hall? It's really unexpected." Wei Huangan fell into deep thought.

Other scholars were also thinking. More than half of their faces showed surprise. They all knew that the door was very difficult to open.

"Yun zhaochen and the Imperial Academy are not ordinary. Brother Huang'an, maybe Yun zhaochen is the biggest winner in the zhensin hall." Mo Yao's voice came from behind.

"As long as the Terran is the biggest winner, it's better than being taken away by the demon family. Let's go to the second hall!" Wei Huangan ignored Mo Yao and led people into the second hall, and Mo Yao's team entered.

Not long after, the sound of banging came from the second Hall.

After half an hour, Wei Huangan's voice rang out again: "stop, you don't have much talent. I listened to the advice of the Hanlin called Yunfang. Since you can't open it, don't fight. Let's go to the third hall!"

"Brother Huang'an, according to the traces left by the display rack, more than ten torture tools have just been taken away, and the remaining torture tools are very tall. Not to mention the lake shell, they can't even drink the river shell, which means that they not only have the means to drink the river shell, but also have the means to easily open these shields." Mo Yao's voice sounded behind Wei Huang'an.

"It's their ability that they can take it away. Don't be weird there! Yes, yunzhaochen. They really have some small skills. They despised him before. There is such a talent in xuemanggu. Even if I fail to step on the road of ancestors, I don't have to worry about the bear demon counterattack and the suffering of the Terran. Yunzhaochen is good. He knows to leave the third hall to us. Let's go to the next hall." Wei Huangan led his horse to the third hall.

Mo Yao's team kept up, and Mo Yao smiled: "Brother Huang'an, what left us the third hall is not Yun zhaochen, but the Hanlin surnamed Yun. I remember the names of all the scholars in xuemanggu, from children to university students. There are three people named Yun Fang, one is a child in his twenties, and the other two are scholars over 40. They can't be right. Strange, strange."

Wei Huangan didn't answer. At last, he took a look at the closed back door of the side hall and rushed into the third hall.

Outside the back door of the side hall, Fang Yun and others sat on the battle poem dragon horse and looked ahead.

"Unfortunately, maybe there are treasures in the third hall." Lian Pingchao sighed softly.

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