Saint of the Confucian way

The arrow in the stone accurately hit the spirit skeleton of the great demon king in the five realms, but the power of the arrow in the stone could not be compared with the great demon king in the five realms. It immediately collapsed and even failed to make the great demon king in the five realms shed a drop of blood.

Fang Yun was stunned and doubted that his war poems had become weak.

Because with his original strength and decaying power, if the big demon king in the five realms doesn't use external force and resists directly with his body, he will be hurt.

But the next moment, Fang Yun found a wonderful thing.

The decaying power attached to the arrow in the stone unexpectedly quietly entered the heart core of the great demon king in the five realms, dormant like a hibernating snake, without any loss, rejection and attack.

Even the powerful holy Qi doesn't seem to find the power of decay.

Fang Yun suddenly realized that he was happy.

Although you can attack the enemy before, the power of decay is also a kind of power after all. It will be consumed by holy Qi or other powerful forces. It often takes a long time to accumulate to weaken the enemy.

But now, the decaying force directly enters the enemy's body and lurks.

Once you accumulate enough, it will burst out suddenly!

From then on, if we want to make the power of decay powerful, compared with the past, I'm afraid it only needs one-fifth or even one tenth of the original time accumulated or the total amount consumed!

The power of decay has undergone a new qualitative change.

"This is the initial use of the power of withering and decaying. You haven't even started before." Xue Baiyi said.

"Thank you for your advice."

A strange smile appeared on Xue Baiyi's face, followed by a smile and said, "I have some treasures that can't be sent to you. Here is a heavy ink stone and three star bearing stones. It's a gift for the first time."

With that, Xue Baiyi threw away the inkstone at his waist and flew to Fang Yun, while several black spots on his clothes wriggled and floated out of his clothes, reduced to three star bearing stones and flew to Fang Yun together.

Fang Yun received chongshui inkstone and Chengxing stone. He was a little confused. He didn't know why Xue Baiyi gave himself gifts. Was it just to deceive the Ming saint? Why did he cheat Daming Sheng to save himself?

Xue Bai Yi said, "this heavy ink and inkstone is a heavy water lake. It contains heavy water essence. It will be a great treasure if you combine it with your inkstone and turtle. If you try it, you will know it. The heavy water lake has been buried in the Sacred Valley for many years, and no one can discern the Pearl in your eyes. It is also used for your purpose. As for Cheng Xing Shi, you should know its function. You seem to have been looking for it in the heavy water lake."

Fang Yun was more confused and even shocked. He had been in chongshui lake for a short time. How did Xue Baiyi know so clearly? Even without saying it, he forgot to look for Chengxing stone in the heavy water lake.

After giving the gift, Xue Baiyi turned and looked at Daming Sheng in the matte cemetery, smiled and said, "do you need any other proof?"

Xue Baiyi's teeth are very white.

Daming saint was in the dark world, but he exuded endless brilliance. Three huge heads kept staring at Xue Baiyi.

"Do you know the price of blocking Ben Sheng?"

"Do you know the cost of the difficult side?"

Xue Baiyi always wore an indifferent smile on his face. His tone was very calm, but he had inexplicable power in his rhetorical question.

Daming saint was silent and spoke again after a long time.

"You can protect it for a while, but you can't protect it for a lifetime!"

With that, Daming Saint turned slowly. When he turned around completely, his back emitted more intense light, like an endless flame, burning through the matte cemetery, forming an endless space shock.

In the sky, there are water ripples in space.

Fang Yun was like being strangled by someone. He was in pain in the shock of that space.

"When the ancestral coffin is reopened, it is the day when I will find you."

Daming Saint left an inexplicable word, which turned into a flame, soared into the sky and flew to the sun deficient peak.

The flame remains in the air, like a long bridge flying hundreds of millions of miles.

At this time, a group of great Confucians woke up from a nightmare, with miserable faces and confused eyes. They looked around foolishly. Soon, they woke up one after another.

Everyone frowned.

Tian Songshi muttered to himself, "I always think something big has happened, but I can't remember."

"It should be a bad thing."

Only Yi Zhishi, after a short period of confusion, showed his astonishment, looked at the place where Daming saint was, looked at Fang Yun, and finally looked at Xue Baiyi.

"I've seen a half saint in white." Yi Zhishi saw this man before and saluted immediately.

The other great Confucians only looked at Xue Baiyi. Whether they had seen him before or not, they guessed it was him and bowed respectfully at once.

Because Xue Baiyi has always appeared in human form, all great Confucianism instinctively think that he has something to do with the human race.

Xue Baiyi nodded gently, which was a return gift.

Fang Yun was full of doubts. In his mind, he remembered the smile of the double headed dragon saint and the saint in the mountain that day. He coughed and said, "dare you ask..."

"You will know later. In addition, the world will be chaotic. You need to keep growing and protect yourself. See you next time. If you are not canonized, you may not be able to protect your life. As the Ming holy saying says, I can't protect you all your life. Terrans may not be your best choice."

Xue Baiyi took a deep look at Fang Yun and turned away.

After he disappeared, a voice floated in the air.

"Next time we meet, send me a poem. It's best to set off my extraordinary and elegant temperament and distinguish me from the savage saints in the holy valley."

Fang Yun couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't know whether Xue Baiyi was joking or his temperament was like this.

Later, Fang Yun found that he still didn't understand the key problem. Who is Xue Baiyi and why should he help himself?

"Fang Yun, what happened before?" Tian Songshi also found something wrong and hurriedly asked.

In the confused and frightened eyes of all the great scholars, Fang Yun told the story.

"Lord of the Jedi? What a terrible power!"

"It's more than terrible. We thought the power of the saints made us unable to resist. Now we know that we can't even violate the wishes of the saints. We naturally obey them, even if they don't control our thoughts."

"This should be the legendary power of all sentient beings. We are all sentient beings. Once we are affected by the power of all sentient beings, how can we be independent."

"I still don't remember the appearance of Daming saint. There is only endless light in my memory."

"But Fang Yun, you are also bold. You even want to die with the great saint. Although the great saint of negative Yue may be better than the great saint of Ming when he is alive, a spirit skeleton will never be his opponent. Even if you have other killer maces, it won't help."

"Who is Xue Baiyi?"

All the great scholars began to discuss this most important issue.

A great Confucian said, "when God gave me mountains and seas, I saw him and the semi holy war."

Yi Zhishi said, "I also saw him in the ancient god tower. He took the world shaking treasure in front of us, and even the demon emperor had nothing to do. He is still a semi Saint now. Why can he push back the great saint only with words?"

"We have guessed before. Now we can basically determine that he either has an old relationship with the saints of the Terran, or has a Terran blood, otherwise he won't be so partial to helping the Terran."

Yi Zhishi shook his head gently and said slowly, "no, he's not helping the Terrans, he's just helping Fang Yun."

All the great scholars looked at Fang Yun.