Saint of the Confucian way

"Cough..."

At this time, Xu Fengsheng, the Wenzong of the xuxing family, coughed and slowly took out a branch from his clothes, about feet long. There was only one leaf at the top of the branch, which was lonely and more inch long.

The leaves are particularly green, like the green leaves in spring, full of vitality.

In addition, there is nothing special, neither sending out a strong smell, nor how attractive, very ordinary.

However, there should not be such ordinary things in the burial valley.

Even the stones and soil buried in the holy valley are different from the outside world.

All the great scholars focused on the branch.

Tian Songshi stared at the branches and leaves for a long time and said, "it's strange. It's obviously the same as the branches and leaves on the tree in spring and summer. If it's placed in Shengyuan continent, even semi saints may not be able to pay attention to it. However, it's particularly strange to watch it in the burial valley."

"This thing is extremely ordinary, but it seems very extraordinary."

"Brother Xu, you don't have a branch of Shengyuan continent with you to test our eyesight?"

Xu Fengsheng said helplessly: "Our farmhouse is pragmatic and old. I didn't care when I saw it. When I was far away, I suddenly found that it was too ordinary to fit in with the burial holy Valley, so I returned to pick it up. Then I used various means to leave no trace on it. I doubt that this sacred object is on the semi holy cultural treasure."

"Oh?" Fang Yun took over the branches and leaves and injected the withered power.

As a result, the power of decay seemed to become nourishment. After entering the branches and leaves, the leaves became greener and more vibrant.

Fang Yun said, "Mr. Xu, do you mind if I try with the power of the spirit skeleton of the great sage of negative Yue?"

"Try it. The Terran has never heard of it."

Fang Yun immediately used the power of the spirit skeleton of the great saint of negative Yue to attack this object.

As a result, nothing was lost.

Everyone was shocked by this item.

Fang Yun nodded and said, "this thing is really extraordinary. I can feel it. It seems to be close to the sacred way of the farmhouse. It should be the most precious treasure of the farmhouse, but it has no chance for me. It should be placed in the farmhouse. However, if it is too strange and consumes too much holy gas, I can't guarantee that it will be taken away."

Xu Fengsheng said with a smile, "even without you, I can't take this thing with me. It's better for a dead horse to be a living horse doctor. By the way, this thing can't be put into any seashells, but can only be put on my body."

"Oh? Even Tiandi shellfish can't earn?" Fang Yun tried to send the branches and leaves into Tiandi shellfish, but he found that Tiandi shellfish couldn't hold it.

Those great Confucians were just curious about it, but Fang Yun was shocked.

Tiandi shell claims to accommodate heaven and earth. In the hands of semi saints, it can even accommodate a boundary, but it can't accommodate this item. This shows that this item must have gone beyond the scope of normal treasure. I'm afraid it's impossible for the great man who calls himself the ancestor to see through the secret of this item.

Fang Yun used the decaying power to explore this object again, but still did not get any induction, indicating that this object is useless to him, because it is impossible not to sense the power beneficial to him at the level of decaying power and at the level of his own courage and shepherd's mind.

As a scholar of the human race, Fang Yun's access to the external force of decaying power is already the limit. If he obtains the second external force, there will be big problems in his own holy way, which may lead to the complex and impure foundation of the holy way.

Even the decaying power, Fang Yun is prepared to use it as a treasure rather than a core power.

"This thing may be of great use to Terran farmers. Fang should try his best to bring it back to Shengyuan continent." Fang Yun said.

"Thank you, Fang Xusheng. If you can bring it out, it's best. If you can't bring it out, you don't have to ask. Maybe you just have no chance with it." Xu Fengsheng smiled.

Fang Yun nodded. The farmer's is far more indifferent to fame and wealth than the miscellaneous family.

Fang Yun was about to put away his branches and leaves, when a terrible and hot breath suddenly came, like a big sun hanging in the air, covering the whole blood tomb cemetery.

Later, they saw that in the dark matte cemetery, there were three connected suns suspended at a height of thousands of feet, emitting thousands of feet of light.

Everyone is shocked. It is well known that there is no light that can break through the matte cemetery, but now there is light that can pass through the darkness of the matte cemetery, which is really terrible.

However, the matte cemetery is a powerful force after all. If the three Suns are connected together, they may be very dazzling elsewhere, but within the matte cemetery, the light of the three suns is no longer dazzling, like the sunshine at dusk. Although it is bright, it is not dazzling.

In the eyes of all great Confucianism, there are only three suns in the matte cemetery.

But in Fang Yun's eyes, it was not the three suns, but the heads of the three suns.

Behind the heads of the three heads, there are vertical auras. Under the three heads, there is a body composed of blazing light, humanoid, with four arms, and the feet under the legs are like the hooves of cattle and sheep.

Due to the interval between the matte cemeteries and the man being shrouded by the surging holy power, Fang Yun could not see the faces of the three heads, but he could judge that the giant, thousands of feet high, was very like the missing day holy spirit he had met before, or that there was a huge missing day holy spirit with three heads in front.

"Daming Saint..." Fang Yun slowly said a word he only heard from others, full of bitterness.

Fang Yun only knew that Daming saint was the Lord of the missing sun peak. In addition, he knew nothing, but now he realized that Daming Saint must be the person in front of him.

"Fang Xiaoyou, please stay with us for a few days."

A soft and warm voice came from the dark matte cemetery. It was full of strange power, convincing, obedient, joyful and instinctively obedient.

Listen carefully, the voice was not made by one person, like three or four people speaking at the same time.

Except Yi Zhishi, all the great scholars present looked at Fang Yun with a smile, as if Fang Yun's classmates had learned that Fang Yun had won the first prize. They were very happy to expect Fang Yun to follow the Daming saint, as if it was a great honor, as if a first prize scholar had been personally received by the saints.

Only Yi Zhishi was vigilant. He clearly wanted Fang Yun to be careful, but he couldn't speak at all. Even his expression didn't have the slightest defect. Slowly, he became confused. Like others, he seemed to think it was good to send Fang Yun away.

All acts against the will of Daming Sheng will not happen.

"Unexpectedly, you didn't come against the saint, but you took the risk to come in person." Fang Yun didn't expect that the Daming Saint had such boldness of spirit and dared to risk the world's condemnation to come to the human blood tomb cemetery.

"He was too rash and suffered a dark loss. Let's go and follow the saint... Eh? Your mind is not affected by the saint? Strange! Wonderful!"

Daming saint is not only lifeless, but full of joy.

Fang Yun clenched his teeth and said, "aren't you afraid of revenge from the human holy mausoleum, the ancient demon holy mausoleum and the Dragon holy mausoleum?"

The light around the Daming saint was brighter and said with a smile: "when they know, you are already on the lack of sun peak and can't return to the sky. As for the Terran holy mausoleum, it has disappeared!"

"Then, what about the spirit skeleton of the great saint of negative Yue!"

The spirit skeleton of the great saint of negative Yue suddenly soared into the sky, and his body became crazily larger, as if it were going to be millions of miles.

An immeasurable amount of light poured out from the matte cemetery and fixed the Holy Spirit skeleton of negative Yue in mid air, no longer getting bigger.

"But you don't know that this saint is a great saint..."

The words of Daming Saint make Fang Yun fall into an ice cave.