Saint of the Confucian way

"This..." Fang Yun put out a touch of Hanhu shell and the first one appeared in his hand.

Fang Yun looked at the two holy fruits and said nothing for a long time.

In the process of falling from mid air, Fang Yun even suspected that old pen deliberately sent himself here, but this second holy fruit was obviously given to him by old pen. Moreover, old pen said that he could not eat it before, which seemed to be said to himself, not like harming others.

Fang Yun looked up at the sky and saw where he appeared. There was nothing. He should have appeared in the air directly after he went out of the light door, not even Niushan.

The waterfall is hundreds of feet high and the water is turbulent. It falls into the water and makes a huge roar.

Fang Yun specially looked behind the waterfall. There was no cave, and then looked around.

This is a large closed valley. The bottom of the valley is nearly circular in shape, about three miles in diameter, quite wide, larger than a small town. Outside the valley is the blue sky, the mountain is steep, and there are no vines to climb.

The pool in the valley is actually a lake, accounting for almost half of the valley. The lake is wide and the lake water is blue and clear.

In addition to some moss, there are no weeds around. Only a few water plants are seen in the lake.

Fang Yun looked around carefully and guessed that the channel should be uncontrollable. His arrival here should be an accident. Finally, Fang Yun looks at the silver scale fish. The silver scale fish immediately opens its mouth and reveals its teeth like the tip of a knife. He wants to die with Fang Yun.

Fang Yun ignored the fish and wanted to walk around the valley, but he found that his legs and feet were weak and it was difficult to walk. It's very empty here. Except for stones, I have to go back to the lake. If it's really Longya, the only living creature, silver scale fish, may be a good thing.

Fang Yun walked back to the lake, and the dozens of silver scale fish immediately rushed to the shore.

"These silver scale fish want to kill me. I don't know what will happen. Solve them first."

Fang Yun took a deep breath, stared at the lake in front of him, and then imagined the scene of a school of billowing fish.

"Boom..." a huge wave three feet long rose from the water, rolled up all the silver scale fish, and then pushed all the silver scale fish to the shore.

Fang Yun retreated while controlling the water waves with his mind. Finally, as soon as the water waves were sent back, all the silver scale fish fell to the ground.

The silver scale fish jumped on the ground. Even if they left the water, they were extremely ferocious. They jumped to Fang Yun and still opened their sharp teeth and big mouth to bite.

When these fish landed, they didn't die. Their gills kept opening and closing, and their fins kept flapping. They beat the ground with their bodies and kept approaching Fangyun.

These fish are too slow to pose a threat.

Fang Yun put away his knife and put the power of courage outside. The power of courage in the whole territory is like a strong wind crossing the border and flying sand and stones. Such a powerful power of courage is enough to kill the demon people and make the unexpected demon soldiers unconscious.

However, these fish are not affected at all and are still ferocious.

"Worthy of being a holy ruins, worthy of being a dragon cliff."

Fang Yun originally wanted to use war poems, but on second thought, he took out a long gun from Hanhu shell and stabbed the nearest silver scale fish. Fang Yun's body did not recover, but his strength was still higher than that of ordinary young adults. Moreover, because he had been a soldier, his long gun was very accurate and hit the fish's head. This gun was enough to pierce a hole in the demon soldier's head.

The silver scale fish didn't even drop a scale, but it seemed to have some pain and more fierce light in its eyes.

Fang Yun observed carefully and was surprised to find that there were slight bulges on the heads of these fish, as if they could grow dragon horns, and their scales were particularly thick. There was a faint threat that fish should not have, which was obviously possessed by dragon species.

As a Chinese, Fang Yun knows that he has met top food ingredients.

Fang Yun glanced carefully. There were almost more than 40 of these fish, so he held a long gun, changed the thorn to smash, and suddenly hit a fish's head. The fish's tail rose and fell, and then fainted.

Fang Yun did the same, knocked all the fish unconscious, then took out the silver needle containing huberry for poison test and stabbed it into the meat. Hanhubei was sent by Feng Yuanjun. It has everything in it, even salt, candles and lanterns. Unfortunately, there are no oil stoves and other items of the Mohist school.

The silver needle could not detect the poison. Fang Yun took the four largest fish to the lake for slaughter. When he found that there was no wood fuel, he simply lit two rows of candles to roast the fish. When the fish was half cooked, a special aroma overflowed. Fang Yun tore off a white and tender fish, dipped it in a little fine salt and put it into his mouth.

Fang Yun chewed slowly. The fish was very tender and full of fish smell. There was no fishy smell. Instead, there was a special smell. After chewing for five or six times, the fish turned into juice.

Fang Yun swallowed it gently and then began to eat fish quickly.

After eating the fish, Fang Yun felt a very weak warm current swimming in his abdomen and finally spread to all parts of his body, which seemed to speed up his recovery.

Fang Yun sighed in his heart that the fish on Longya was really unusual. Maybe he had eaten some holy blood and jade.

In order to heal his body as soon as possible, Fang Yun ignored everything, kept killing and eating fish, and finally ate them all.

Finally, Fang Yun looked down at his stomach. It was bulging but not broken. The digestion speed of this kind of fish was too fast.

In the process of eating fish, Fang Yun found that these fish eyes were special, like blood colored jade, so he stayed to wash them and put them into Hanhu shellfish.

Fang Yun felt that his whole body was full of strength, and strange air currents flowed in his body, so he walked around and found that there was no sense of powerlessness, his steps were steady, his body eroded by the severe poison finally recovered, and the sequelae of poisoning had been completely eliminated!

Fang Yun took out a set of bows and arrows and tried his strength. With little effort, the bow was full. The strength was stronger than before poisoning. As soon as his hand was loose, the long arrow flew out.

"OK!" Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. It's too dangerous to be seriously injured in the holy ruins. As long as he is well, his self-protection will be doubled.

Fang Yun looked at the wheelchair in the water and smiled. However, a cunning smile appeared on his face.

"This wheelchair, I should continue to sit!"

It is the art of strategists.

Fang Yun aimed at the wheelchair and waved. A stream of water rolled the wheelchair and was collected by Fang Yun into the lake shell.

Fang Yun looked at the waterfall and lake and thought of his ability to control the water. I'm afraid his relationship with the dragon family will not be very good in the future. I hope there is a way to resolve it.

Eating dragon beads can obtain certain water control ability, but water control is the natural ability of the dragon family. Any ethnic group that tries to seize the power of water control will be hostile to the dragon family, just like the struggle of the holy way of the human family. Even if the Terrans can pray for rain and stop waterlogging, they default that the water system in the world is under the jurisdiction of the Sihai dragon nationality.

Even if the disciples of the holy aristocratic families take the Dragon beads, they will cooperate with other gods to eliminate the water control ability attached to the Dragon beads and avoid being noticed by the dragon family. Fang Yun has directly swallowed three dragon beads by chance.

Although the water control ability is good, it is not as powerful as war poetry. Moreover, the Terran can't live in the water every day. The benefit is too small, and the price of being hostile to the dragon is too high. Therefore, people who can afford the dragon ball won't swallow it directly like Fang Yun.

In the spirit of exploring the holy ruins, Fang Yun first walked through the valley without finding anything special, and then walked back to the lake bank.

The water immediately separated to both sides, and Fang Yun walked down the bottom of the lake step by step. After going deep into the water, his body seemed to have an invisible shield to drain all the water, and his breathing was very smooth. He could walk freely in the water.

Fang Yun carefully observed the bottom of the lake. There were many gravel and some water plants. There were traces of silver scale fish swallowing on the water plants, so he walked over and uprooted the water plants and included them in the lake shells.

Fang Yun went all over the bottom of the lake. He didn't have anything except water and grass. Once again, he determined that there were no caves behind the waterfall and it was impossible to hide treasures, so he launched the ability to control the water, let the water wash the sediment and stones at the bottom of the water and roll the sediment and stones to the shore, hoping to find something. This is dragon cliff. I don't know what will be buried.

The current continuously throws the sediment at the bottom of the lake to the shore. The bottom of the lake is getting deeper and deeper. When the sediment at the bottom of the lake is washed out, Fang Yun sees the complete bottom of the lake. He finds that the lake is like a funnel, getting thinner and thinner. The rocks around the bottom of the lake are extremely smooth, which is obviously transformed by external forces.

According to Fang Yun's knowledge, the lake has a history of at least thousands of years, but the rocks at the bottom of the lake are as smooth as a mirror and have not been corroded by the water. Even the great Confucian Wenbao can't do it. At least it takes semi holy power to do this.

The egg's as like as two peas, black, white and red, with a smooth surface and the same appearance as other rocks at the bottom of the lake, which are not the least bit special. But Fang Yun looked at the stone from time to time just now. Until now, he stared at the stone.

The current constantly sends the sediment and stones at the bottom of the lake to the shore, but as soon as all the water touches the stone, it slides away and can't push it at all, so that the stone stays at the bottom of the lake and drops slowly until all the sediment and stones are emptied, which makes the stone more different.

Fang Yun reached out and grabbed it. When he gently lifted it, the stone didn't move at all. He had to grasp it again. Then he lifted it vigorously and slowly.

"At least two thousand pounds! The stone the size of an egg is two thousand pounds. It's really weird. Even the bones of the Dragon saint can't be so heavy.

Fang Yunxin knew that this thing was very special, but he had never heard of it. He looked carefully at the tricolor stone, and then tried to put it into the Hanhu shell. He successfully entered the Hanhu shell, but the Hanhu shell shook slightly and then returned to normal.

"After leaving the holy ruins, find a way to find out. Go out first."

Fang Yun thought to himself that the water gushed at his feet, forming a thick water column, holding him upward, rising higher and higher, and finally surpassing the top of the valley.

In front of us is a river. The river pours down to form a waterfall. Further away, there are uneven hills. The ground is barren and exposed with hard rock. Like the ground in the valley, the shadow of mountains can be seen far away.

Fang Yun found that he was not in the valley at all, but in a deep pit, so he took one step, went to the ground, turned and looked at the other side, and then stayed.

There are five pits with similar shapes nearby. The five pits are arranged in an arc. Each big pit is three or four miles long. Behind the five pits, there is a huge depression, which is fifty or sixty miles long.

If these five big pits and larger depressions are reduced thousands of times, they are obviously the paw prints of some animal!