Saint of the Confucian way

Emperor Ji nodded gently, and all the Jiuji Tianzhu, Tianyuan mother liquor, the source of heaven and earth and half of the springs of sentient beings of the emperor family flew into the receiving tree.

Fang Yun said, "how much can I exchange for the remaining springs of sentient beings?"

"Half."

"OK, do I have enough fighting achievements after changing?"

"Of course." emperor Ji said.

The emperor yuan said with a smile, "now we don't know the specific purpose of the spring of sentient beings, that is, we don't know the specific value. When we learn to use it in exchange for the required combat skills, we will continue to improve. It's the best time for you to change now."

Fang Yun smiled and nodded. His mind remained in the object receiving tree. In addition to the four treasures needed to enhance the literary world, there were also various other treasures.

For the imperial family, except ancestral medicine, the value of all divine medicines is not high, which makes Fang Yun drill a loophole. However, Fang Yun has a good sense of propriety. The remaining gods are enough for the emperor to use for many years.

Fang Yun looked a little different, because many of the magic medicines he needed were in baicoffin Island, including star fruit and jade monkey tree. Some of the medicine gardens where the magic medicines were located could not be opened by himself. So Fang Yun decided to go back and compete with the shepherd star guest, and then gave him a lot of magic medicine. In this way, the problem of preserving divine medicine can be solved.

Fang Yun said again, "things are changeable. I will put some gods in the Kunlun Mountains. At the same time, I need to try to protect them. Do you have any way?"

The emperor shook his head and said, "the more deliberate you are, the less you get in the end."

Fang Yun was stunned. Looking back on all kinds of sacred objects in the past, such as Shouyu, it was obvious that he got them from others. Sometimes, he might as well let nature take its course rather than insist.

"I see. Thank you, master Diji." Fang Yun bowed his head slightly and thanked him.

In front of emperor Ji, Fang Yun doesn't pretend to be mature. What he says is straightforward, which is far better than over calculation.

"I'll keep the rest of the fighting skills for the time being and change them when I want. By the way, if I can't use them, can I give them to the four legged black snake?"

"Naturally, but the treasures he can exchange are limited. After all, you are an imperial master!"

After emperor Ji finished, Fang Yun only felt the light in front of him and the world shook. He secretly obtained a strange power. That power was invisible, even more uncertain than national luck and more elusive than air luck, but it was indeed a kind of power.

And it is a very powerful force.

This means that as long as all the ancestors agree, they will officially obtain the identity of imperial division.

"Thank you, sir!" Fang Yun bowed down and bowed respectfully.

"You deserve it. If you want to thank yourself, thank yourself and the people who sent you here." the emperor rarely spoke so plainly.

Fang Yun recalled all kinds of experiences in the spring and Autumn period, the power of Diluo, the time guide car of the Dragon treasure house, etc. These are the key to sending himself.

Fang Yun smiled and looked free and easy.

Fang Yun said, "next, I want to travel around the world and make friends with all ethnic groups. I hope the elder can lend me a moving treasure."

"Diyuan will always be with you. Just tell her where you want to go."

Fang Yun turned to look at Diyuan and said, "thank you, master."

Emperor yuan nodded gently.

Emperor Ji said, "the Taichu tree is extraordinary. You can find a place with dense leaves to cultivate. It will be of great benefit to you in the future. You will know when the passage is calm."

"Thank you, master Diji."

Fang Yun thanked Diji, flew into the Taichu tree like a planet, found a dense branch and began to cultivate.

But for a moment, Fang Yun seemed to be frightened by something and stopped practicing. Then, Fang Yun continued to practice and his face returned to calm.

The reason why Fang Yun stopped cultivating just now was that Fang Yun was surprised by his own cultivation process.

At the moment, the Wen palace has changed its appearance, with a large number of Wen Qu starlight water all over it.

At the top of the roof, the Wenqu star is projected high, and the light passes through the perfect gall into a more magical color light, making the Wenqu palace seem to become a beautiful crystal palace.

The most special thing is that after the self statue in the depths of Wen palace, the wheel of heaven is rotating rapidly, and it is not one, but countless wheels of heaven are rotating rapidly, forming the walls of the wheels of heaven.

As for the family, the country and the world, because they have absorbed a large number of things such as Jiuji Tianzhu, they are still growing rapidly, and the power of those divine things has not been digested yet.

Instead of absorbing the nine pole heavenly pillar and other gods, Fang Yun sat quietly on the huge leaves and continued his ordinary but far unusual practice.

In the process of cultivation, the power belonging to Taichu tree turns into thin threads, which enter the body and the palace of literature.

Fang Yun was surprised because this power was obviously not the power of Taichu tree, but more like the chaotic Hongmeng breath he came into contact with.

Not far away, Diyuan, who had been protecting Fang Yun, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Fang Yun and shook his head slowly.

"Fortunately, it's the emperor's family division. If it were the Dragon division, now it would be us." Diyuan's tone was envious and happy.

Later, Diyuan also began to practice.

However, what she absorbed from the Taichu tree was only the ordinary Taichu power, which was similar to the power of her own stone house, but complementary.

Fang Yun has been doing "addition" and even "multiplication" before his practice, and his body has reached its limit.

At this moment, Fang Yun practices completely in a normal way, focusing on the Enlightenment of the three Wu method and combing his body and mind.

My heart is self-evident!

I know my own way!

I stand on my own!

Where my heart goes, my way is open.

Where my way goes, I stand on my own.

As I know

Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes and realized that his strength had reached the limit and entered a bottleneck. He even felt that he was suppressed by powerful power. Only when he returned to later generations can he completely restore his autonomy.

Fang Yun looked away from the overlapping leaves and saw that the horizontal tubular color vortex was slowly slowing down, and the storms, lightning, flames and so on were slowly dissipating.

Many saints stood in front of the space-time channel and were communicating with the great power of the holy way. The divine light flickered and the holy way filled the air.

Previously, if Fang Yun was to understand, he would inevitably explode and die, but now, Fang Yun can understand their content intermittently, but it is missing.

After watching it for a while, Fang Yun knew that the emperor family had been suppressed by the annihilation of the boundary dragon and had been short of a real Zhenzu treasure. He couldn't find a suitable Taigu treasure and had to refine it himself.

In the past, there was a lack of many sacred objects and a lack of time, but now we have swept away the Taichu and destroyed the boundary dragon. Next, as long as we frighten the world, we can have time to find some sacred objects and make the town family treasure.

The emperor family has decided to further strengthen the ancestral hall and refine it into the most precious treasure of the town family and the ancestral hall.

Fang Yun recalled the stone carvings he saw and found that ZuLong had also created a Zhenzu treasure, but it was just a legend. No one had seen it. After the dragon family, whether it was an ancient demon or a demon man, they tried to create a Zhenzu treasure, but none of them succeeded.

Other ethnic groups also occasionally have rumors of the town's treasure, but they never leave a name, and the possibility of its existence is very small.