Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun looked at the huge shadow gradually clear and widened his eyes a little.

Almost everyone looked at the behemoth in front of them in surprise, because it was the first time in 300 years that the ice emperor palace was displayed in front of the world.

The ice emperor palace is so magnificent that no language can describe it.

It is a magnificent building that goes straight into the sky, but in everyone's perception, it is not a building, but a world, as big as a mountain and as broad as a sea. The ice emperor palace is composed of ice crystals reflecting colorful brilliance. At first glance, it looks like a diamond castle.

The roof of the ice emperor palace is round, which is somewhat similar to the imperial crown of the king of the ten colds, and four times similar to the human family's prayer hall.

Just above the dome of the ice emperor palace, a line of colorful light went straight into the sky. The divine light rushed into the clouds and drilled a dark hole.

The dark clouds over the Shihan ancient land seemed to be formed by nature and never dispersed all year round. Even if all ethnic groups tried their best, they could not shake the dark clouds in the sky. However, the divine light dyed thousands of miles of dark clouds into layers of clouds. The faint glow slowly fell like colorful curtains, like smoke and fog, making it seem to become another world.

Influenced by the power of the divine light, the cloud formed a huge vortex, even drove the dark clouds thousands of miles away to rotate slowly, and finally formed a large vortex with a radius of more than 10000 miles.

The internal colorful cloud vortex is connected with the gray dark cloud outside, as if it divided the two boundaries.

This diamond like dream palace is as brand-new as before, but it exudes a long desolate atmosphere. Like a lonely old man, even wearing the most gorgeous clothes, there is no power to hide the traces of years in his eyes.

Fang Yun's eyes trembled slightly, and there were small waves in his heart.

"It was renamed ice emperor palace..."

Fang Yun's eyes moved away from the spectacular ice emperor palace and looked at the door of the ice emperor palace.

Tens of millions of ice people or blood demon barbarians have set up camps. The avenue leading to the main gate, which can accommodate hundreds of people, is empty, and both sides are covered with marching tents.

Twenty million people will live here before the ice emperor palace opens.

Under the glow of the sky, it is full of peace, just like a pure land without struggle with the world.

After a moment, one big demon king or demon king took off. The kings of the ice family either wore gorgeous human costumes, or only wore a thick circle of fur around their waist to show their strong body, or looked at the sky with both hands and eyes.

Even if there is no external power, it seems to become the end of the vitality of heaven and earth, and no power can escape.

Unlike the leisurely kings of the ice family, those blood demons are murderous. If it were not for the prohibition of fighting before the door of the ice emperor palace in ancient times, these blood demons would surely rush together.

Just over half a month ago, the blood demon pretty lost two big demon kings!

There are only 13 big demon kings in the two cities, and now there are only 11.

The original peaceful atmosphere became tense, and many people were facing great enemies, but Fang Yun kept his face unchanged, slowly scanned all the demon kings and big demon kings of the blood demon man and ice family, and kept every face and breath in mind.

Fang Yun felt that more than 90% of the kings looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, smiled calmly, and walked slowly down the green clouds.

White clouds fell one after another over the long Terran team, and the great scholars and scholars fell to the ground and began to prepare for the next encampment.

Fang Yun preached to the six great Confucians that he wanted to search for the ancient of Binggong mountain. He would return at most one hour and would no longer hold any official position, because there were more important things to do, which was related to the competition for the throne of Han Jun.

The six great scholars immediately agreed, but Fang Yun was not allowed to go alone.

A quarter of an hour later, I saw the great Confucian Yanning Xiao accompanied Fang Yun with four bachelor, and returned along the original road to Binggong mountain.

Fang Yun entered the East passage of Binggong mountain, which was also the road they had walked before. This time, they no longer just watched, but reached out and touched.

At the moment when Fang Yun's fingers touched the nicks on the mountain wall, the nicks turned out to be light gold.

In the eyes of those great scholars and scholars, Binggong mountain is the same as before. There is nothing special about the nicks on the mountain wall.

Golden light streaks flew up from the mountain wall like strange golden chopsticks into Fang Yun's literary palace.

The complete inheritance of ancient demons can only be completed between the same blood lines. The inheritance of ancient demons with different blood lines will become fragmented. Fang Yun must mobilize all his forces to obtain more inheritance.

However, the inheritance obtained in this way has no power inheritance, only event inheritance.

Countless golden light marks converge in Fang Yun's literary palace, constantly colliding and combining. Some light marks integrate into one, gradually forming meaningful points, lines and surfaces, and finally forming a complete picture.

However, more light nicks are consumed in the collision and become a little light that falls on the ground of the Wen palace and is absorbed by the Wen palace.

Wengong Panlong, who had been sleeping, moved slightly. He seemed to be restless, but he stabilized after a quarter of an hour.

Whenever the light scraps with light marks fall on the ground, the Wen palace will vibrate gently.

Whenever the light marks condense into a complete picture, the Wen palace will be shocked.

Wen palace vibrates, and everything in Wen palace will change with it.

At the foot of Binggong mountain, the snow was flying. Fang Yun held the wall with his right hand and lowered his head. His body was shaking like a sieve. The talent of the great scholar and the literary star longjue seemed to have failed, and a lot of sweat came out of himself.

Fang Yun's chest and back were wet, and his clothes were tightly attached to his body.

Yan ningxiao and the four great scholars showed anxiety and wanted to help Fang Yun, but they didn't know how to help. They were afraid that he was in danger and wanted to interrupt him, and they were afraid that he was at a critical juncture and couldn't be stopped casually.

The five of them can only surround Fang Yun from different directions and look around vigilantly to prevent anyone from disturbing.

"What's the matter with the virtual saint of the Terran?" a voice came from one side of the road.

The five looked at the man who spoke the demon language.

It was a typical ice tribe, two heads higher than ordinary young men, his arms were thicker than the legs of human adults, and his whole body was covered with long white hair ranging from three inches to one foot, even his face was covered with hair.

His eyes are more blue than ordinary ice people, like a pair of bright sapphires. Different from those stiff and indifferent ice people, his mouth was filled with a smile.

At the moment of seeing him, the five Terrans were like great enemies.

"Bingtong, what do you want to do! If you dare to act rashly, I will kill you on the spot even if there is an all-out war with the bingzu!" Yan ningxiao looked directly at Bingtong, and the wind was blowing all over him.

The ice laughed and said: "Bing Tong is also a genius who is called the son of the ice emperor. How can he sneak into the virtual saint of the human race? I'm just curious, so I came to have a look. It's good not to look at it, but it scared me. You think this ice palace mountain is just a little strange, but in my ice family's legend, this ice palace mountain is actually a barrier to protect the ice emperor palace. The marks on it are the inheritance left by our ice family ancestors! Unexpectedly, Fang Xusheng seems to be accepting inheritance. "

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