Saint of the Confucian way

The door of the ancestral hall was open, facing the head of the hundred winged turtle dragon.

Looking from the outside, it was dark inside, blocked by some powerful force.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and stepped in.

Dark things are like night, colored and invisible.

Fang Yun walked through the darkness, stood where he was, stared at the front.

Here, there is nothing that a hall should have. There are no floors, walls, roofs, statues, seats, etc.

Here is a starry sky.

Directly ahead, there are 32 stars, some shining and some dim.

Every star is very far away and looks very small.

Every star is a different world.

Fang Yun instinctively looks at the brightest star, which is not only the most powerful, but also makes Fang Yun feel the most familiar.

Fang Yun only looked at it and felt that he was pulled over in an instant, as if he were in the outer space of the star and could enjoy overlooking everything of the star.

There is no sea, no plain, no river, no forest, no clouds in front of this star.

Only the mountains!

From space, the whole planet is covered with crisscross mountains, ferocious and towering.

There is nothing else but mountains.

At the top of the star, Fang Yun sees the familiar scenery.

The shape as like as two peas of Kunlun's heavens.

Fang Yun realized that this star represents the emperor's pole.

Fang Yun looked at the star next to the emperor's pole star and felt the thunder shining in front of him. He seemed to hit a huge barrier and was dizzy.

Fang Yun quickly looked away and realized that this may be a holy ancestor named Di Ting, who controls the power of thunder and is very powerful.

Suddenly, all the shining stars enlarged, and finally there were 23 stars in a circle, suspended in the void.

At this time, Fang Yun can see the shape of each star.

Some stars are full of endless thunder, some are full of sea water, some are full of powerful storms, some are like beautiful fields, some are dark and chaotic, like a universe in the middle of nowhere, some are like an independent universe, hundreds of millions of stars are erupting outward, some are like a desolate dead land, composed of dense corpses, There is also a sea of blood boiling on the stars, and the innocent souls wail

Glancing at all the stars, Fang Yun felt a great impact on his heart, because he could feel the cold and evil power, and more clearly realized that in the legend, the imperial family was powerful, intelligent, great and invincible, but no one ever said that the imperial family was kind.

A benevolent race cannot be the Lord of all worlds.

Kindness to other nations is a sharp blade that pierces your heart.

Fang Yun took a deep breath slowly and tried his best to ensure his peace.

After a flash, around each star, there were three to ten moons. Those moons were of different colors and sizes, just pure spheres of light.

Then, layers of star rings spread outward from around each star, stacked one after another, emitting great power.

Fang Yun knew that the ancestors were trying to cover up their breath, but his body was still slowly disintegrating!

If you continue, the whole body will become nothingness.

Fang Yun saw that his skin disappeared one after another, as if the corpses buried in the ancient tomb were blown by the wind and his body peeled off layer by layer. It is also like the original golden statue, which has been peeled off one after another.

Fang Yun's body is too weak to bear the location of his ancestors, even if it is not the noumenon, even if it is just distraction.

Fang Yun wanted to resist and run away, but his body didn't move.

"Poor boy."

An old and gentle voice sounded. Then, the stars with idyllic scenery flashed, and the soft light from the surrounding green moon stars fell on Fang Yun.

Fang Yun felt his body warm and saw the disintegrating part of his body grow grass and petals. Then, the grass and petals became part of his body.

Soon, Fang Yun's body recovered as before. Not only that, but also he felt that his body was full of vitality.

This feeling is hundreds of millions of times more than eating holy fruit!

At the same time, Fang Yun felt a strong force to protect himself and block the power of all saints.

"Thank you, emperor and your majesty." Fang Yun lowered his head slightly and guessed who did it.

"Smart boy."

"Hum, this child is very wild!"

In the void, the thunder flickered and soon dissipated.

"You were wilder than him!" the star filled with sea made a soft voice.

Peace was restored in the ancestral hall.

Fang Yun is relieved, which means that not all saints can communicate with normal people like emperor Ji, but it may also be a short illusion.

Next, Fang Yun was silent.

In the void, the light is dazzling, the river of light is looming, every star emits all kinds of light, and the star ring and the moon are rotating rapidly.

Fang Yun realized that this was the communication of the saints.

"Sure enough..."

Fang Yun has a feeling that he is not watching the emperor's ancestors communicating, like watching a group of living stars communicating.

Fang Yun had already made psychological preparations and was not angry. Instead, he focused his mind and courage on his eyes and ears to see and listen.

It's better not to do so. In this way, Fang Yun only saw that he was in the flood of colored light. There was nothing between heaven and earth. It was all colored light swimming.

At the same time, I can only hear a huge roar in my ears, continuous, reminiscent of a large number of stars colliding with each other.

After only a while, Fang Yun was dizzy.

Soon Fang Yun realized that he had made things simple.

"According to my previous inference, although they are still emperors and creatures, they are already another kind of creatures from the perspective of holy Tao. I can't perceive them in the way of 'seeing' or 'listening'. I should use a way beyond the ordinary five senses."

Fang Yun thought for a while, gave up all pure perception and kept God's mind. He saw that the whole body was surrounded by holy thoughts, as if the body had been replaced by holy thoughts.

Fang Yun no longer sees or listens, but feels.

At this moment, everything in the void changed.

There is no dazzling starlight, only white holy path tracks that appear and disappear from time to time. Those tracks are very strange. At first glance, they look like lines, but if you look carefully, you will find that it is a complete world connected by countless stars, continents, oceans and so on.

The front is a collection of countless holy roads. Those collections have different shapes, but because they emit bright light, they are like huge suns.

Those pale white holy path tracks seem to be the tracks of stars, which are irrelevant most of the time. However, occasionally, some holy path tracks meet and earth shaking explosions occur, forming countless strange fragments, such as the fragments of the world.

Fang Yun always gets some vague information from the fragments of the world.