Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun was thinking about the fair. Suddenly, Leize was shocked at the beginning of the year.

It seems that there is an invisible giant foot among the mountains.

Fang Yun and the five saints immediately looked forward.

The original thunder water waterfall suddenly stopped, and then the Thunder Stone Canyon appeared completely.

In the canyon, the original thunder water is like fog, but now it is slowly dispersing, turning into drops of thunder water, sliding down the mountain walls on both sides.

Finally, the fog dissipated, revealing a magnificent stone gate.

"It's a place of inheritance!"

"Go!"

The six saints moved and collectively flew forward.

The other five great saints are very conceited at ordinary times, but at the moment, they all hang great saints' treasures and put all kinds of strange lights outside to surround themselves.

Fang Yun stood on the thunder stone boat, wearing a thunder order around his waist, and flew slowly at the end.

At the beginning of this visit, Leize's harvest has exceeded his imagination. As for this so-called inheritance, Fang Yun doesn't care. It doesn't matter if he can find the power of time.

The six saints entered the stone gate one after another.

It is an independent ancient land.

There is no blue sky or white clouds here. There is only a golden star in the sky. The light of the stars is scattered, as if it were covered with light golden yarn for the whole ancient land.

Fang Yunsheng immediately flew into the air and looked down at the ancient land with the other five saints.

The whole ancient land is a large black metal disk with a diameter of more than 20000 Li. The edge of the disk is relatively neat, the ground is uneven, potholes, and even many traces of battle.

In the four directions of southeast and northwest of this ancient land, there is a huge furnace, in which boiling metal liquid flows out continuously, rolls along the grooves on the ground, and finally flows to the center of the ancient land.

It's not so much four grooves as four rivers thirty miles wide. What flows in the river is hot gold slurry.

In the center of the ancient land, there stands a big horn arena in all directions, with a side length of more than 500 Li.

The big horn arena seems to be made of silver gray metal. There are audience seats on three sides. Only the north is the terrace of a palace, which is the most noble.

On the terrace, there are many metal statues. Each metal statue exudes a vast atmosphere, and even several metal statues exude the breath of holiness.

In the palace deep in the terrace, there is an empty throne.

A steady stream of divine gold slurry flows into the moat outside the arena.

The whole ancient land has no rocks, no trees, no creatures, all metal.

"This is indeed the land of the Jin family," said the great saint.

Wolf Kun nodded and said, "it seems that our ancient pictures were correct before. Then, we'll rely on our abilities next."

The six saints looked at each other.

Boom

The South Gate of the arena burst open.

Everyone's eyes became blazing, especially the rock ash of the rock family.

At the same time, on the terrace of the arena, there was a giant composed of thunder. He was thousands of feet tall and his face was fuzzy. He pressed his hands on the edge of the terrace, making the edge of the terrace scorched.

"Only by not being melted can we set foot on the battlefield!"

The thunder giant's voice rang through the world, and a faint smile seemed to appear on his face.

The five great saints bowed to the thunder giant. Even the dead ancestors were beyond their reach.

Only Fang Yun stood in place with his neck stiff and did not bow his head.

All the saints looked at the ten directions. Although the five saints bowed their heads, they all saw that the ghost of chanting scriptures was indifferent, and immediately shook his head slightly.

I've never seen such a rampant semi saint!

On second thought, I'm afraid the ghost of chanting scriptures really doesn't need the inheritance of Jin's ancestors, which is good news.

"Let's go." Huode great saint looked at the ghost Fang Yun unhappily and flew to the open city gate. The other four saints followed and Fang Yun finally passed.

The saints were shocked to see that when Huode saint was hundreds of miles away from the gate, his body became smaller and smaller, and his flight altitude became lower and lower. When he reached the moat a mile away, Huode saint was only ten feet in size and fell to the ground.

"I can't fly here. My strength is forbidden. We're afraid we'll swim across the moat with our bodies." when Huode Saint spoke, he didn't get angry, but smiled.

The other five saints arrived one after another. They all became smaller and fell to the ground like the great saint of fire.

The six saints quickly walked to the moat river, tested each other, and found that all their strength could not be released, even the most basic flight could not be done.

Between them and the gate, there was no bridge, only a moat ten miles wide.

In the moat, the red golden slurry boiling and rolling, and even forming waves, not only the temperature is very high, but also has a variety of powerful forces.

"Divine gold slurry water is one of the weapons of the Jin family." Yanhui said.

"Ben Sheng, go first!"

The great sage Huode smiled and walked straight into the moat.

At the moment Huode's left front paw stepped in, a scream flew out of his mouth. His front paw returned like an electric shock. Then he saw three claws on the ground, one claw hanging in the air, jumping around on the ground, screaming with pain.

Its left front paw is wrapped by metal precipitation. It can't be thrown out no matter how it is thrown. It seems that it will stop only when it is burned to ashes.

The rest of the saints are creepy. Fire virtue is a fire family, and the body is a great saint. How can it be burned by God's golden slurry? What's more, the fire clan has no pain!

Huode shouted and scolded: "the divine gold slurry in the river is not ordinary metal slurry. The divine gold in it is very complex. As rock ash said, it is like a weapon. It is not only burning my body, but also burning my holy mind! No, I can't get rid of the divine gold slurry. I have to cross the river with pain!"

With that, Huode rushed into the moat. In the boiling golden slurry of God, he only showed his head, waved his limbs, shouted and swam with all his strength.

The scream of Huode spread all over the ancient land.

Halfway through the swim, Huode was not shouting, but yelling. Except for the golden family's holy ancestor, he scolded all people he knew and didn't know, including the five saints behind him, including his own ancestors.

Through the curse of the great sage of Huode, Fang Yun and the other four saints remembered all the people Huode knew, and almost found out the relationship between those people and Huode.

When he was close to the other bank, Huode had no strength to scold, but his whole body was shaking desperately, as if countless insects were gnawing at his body.

Finally, he succeeded in jumping on the other bank, and the divine gold slurry fell off him naturally.

Then, they were surprised to see that Huode hummed painfully, and his body slowly deformed into a fireball.

All saints are surprised. This is a phenomenon only when the fire clan is seriously injured.

After a few breaths, the sound of the holy thought of Huode came feebly.

"Not only my holy body but also my holy thoughts have been hurt! Fortunately, my holy thoughts have condensed into the phase of great saints in my body, otherwise I can't support the moat at all. In addition to the sun saint, you should think clearly... It hurts me!"

The saints are silent.