Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun looked at the keel carefully. The light on it faded. It seemed that a force left and the danger passed away, so he jumped back into the pit and picked up the animal skin.

Blood drops on the other side of the animal skin was originally three drops of blood arranged in a line, but now the three drops of blood are like the three vertices of an equilateral triangle, and a dark golden dragon pattern is located in the triangle.

In addition, there is no change, even can not feel the above breath, as if it was a very common thing.

"These three drops of blood seem different."

Fang Yun couldn't think of a clue. He put the blood drop animal skin into his pocket, and then tried to reach out and touch the keel.

The keel is smooth and slightly cool. When touching it, I feel as if there is a desolate and vast force flowing gently in the bones, as if the waves are lapping the shore and constantly washing the keel.

Fang Yun was more confident that there was no demon family bone except the real dragon bone. After so many years of experience, he could have the power of waves.

Fang Yun used the spear head as an engineer shovel again and quickly excavated the keel. The keel was much harder than diamond. Fang Yun didn't need to be careful at all. In less than a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun dug out the keel about Zhang long.

The keel is like a work of art. The white bone is like white marble. The dragon pattern on it is mysterious and full of beauty, containing a kind of primitive and mysterious power.

Fang Yun cleaned the keel and included it in the lake shell.

"Hoo..." Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Having this real keel means that after becoming a Jinshi, he can immediately wrap the real keel with sword refining poetry and practice his lips and tongues. He just didn't know that Fang Yun had an illusion that one vertical and one horizontal chains can lock the world.

Fang Yun sat on the hill in a daze. It was hard to guess what the giant claw, the void crack and the chain were, but he was cold when he remembered all kinds of visions and powers described in ancient books.

"I have never imagined the power of the saints, but now I find that even if I think about it, the power of the saints can only be stronger than I imagined. Fortunately, I only use the poems of the world of wonderful books instead of touching the core ideas of Confucianism and other schools of thought. If I argue with my current position, I will seek my own death and will be crushed by the powerful power of the holy way It has to be smashed. At least it takes a great scholar or a great Confucian to "contend". Now we can only "strive for fame" and "strive for talent" to lay the foundation for the future. "

"This is not a holy ruins! It is very likely that a mysterious place is connected with the holy ruins, and this connection is the Dragon cliff, and the Youshui river is similar. No wonder the holy ruins are so important, and I'm afraid even the holy families don't know all the secrets. No wonder those demon saints kill three saints such as Zilu Bansheng when they disagree. It's because this is so important, the so-called demon Saint tomb The tomb is probably hiding people's eyes and ears! "

Fang Yun clearly didn't want to think about the giant claw and chain, but he couldn't help thinking. Every time he thought about it, his head hurt once, and finally he had to give up.

"Go back to Longya mountain first."

Fang Yun knew that the good things that erupted were sucked back by the giant claw. Now if he went deep, he must be looking for death. Even the residual power of the Giant Claw might kill himself.

Fang Yun finally took a look there, slowly went down the hill and walked to the river.

After taking a few steps, Fang Yun thought of the little action of the strange book world. He immediately looked at the new book in the strange book world. There was nothing on the cover. At the beginning of the first page, there was only the word "return me", and a claw and chain were painted under the two words.

Fang Yun frowned because the picture was drawn by a dog's paw. He drew better with a brush between his feet. The wonderful book world is not a record painting at all, it's just scribbling.

"Maybe there's something special?" Fang Yun stared at the painting for a while. He really couldn't see anything, so he gave up and walked along the river.

After taking a few steps, Fang Yun felt an inexplicable coolness behind him. Looking back, black fog monsters rolled in.

"I said there was a big problem with the giant claw!"

Fang Yun secretly scolded and immediately used the gallop war poem to speed up the running.

As Fang Yun ran, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. Obviously, there was nothing, but he suddenly turned into a forest and ran into a huge tree.

"Not good!" Fang Yun hurriedly controlled his body to avoid, passed by the huge tree and stopped quickly.

Fang Yun looked back. There were no hills, footprints and black fog monsters. It was a steep stone wall. When he looked up, he couldn't see the top of the mountain and didn't know it was thousands of feet high.

Fang Yun touched Hanhu shell in his arms. No matter what happened, he didn't die and picked up a real keel, which was the biggest harvest.