Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun looked at his words and felt that what he conceived was not a talent ancient sword, but a monster and a divine thing.

This talented ancient sword is not only integrated into the real bone of the real dragon, but also has an extraordinary pregnant sword poem, but also absorbs the holy smell of the scattered spirit of the Dragon Saint corpse. It is bound to be far more than all words and swords in the future.

The breath of the holy way continues to dissipate, but now a dragon pattern can't accommodate more breath of the holy way, and the talent ancient sword itself can't absorb the breath of the holy way. We can see that some of the breath of the holy way goes into the sword handle of the talent ancient sword and hibernates.

Fang Yun looked at Wen palace carefully. He was not affected by the spirit of dragon Saint corpse, so he put down his heart and left Wen palace.

Fang Yun turned around and saw that there was only sun Renbing around him, while other Jinshi were crossing the sea with the eight immortals, showing their magic powers, digging the collapsed cave in various ways, hoping to find a way out.

The space rift in the sky has healed, and everyone has no other way to go except to dig the channel.

The Dragon Saint corpse Qi was very much. Fang Yun absorbed it for half an hour before it was completely absorbed.

The desert land was originally a blue sky and yellow sand land, but after the rage of dragon Saint corpse gas, both the sky and the ground are gray and full of the smell of death.

Fang Yun entered Wen palace again and came to Tianshu seedling.

Tianshu seedling used to have only two leaves and one stem, which is very simple. It is only one inch high, but now it is two inches high, and there is one more leaf, green and dripping.

A drop of water floated and everyone shook his head.

They followed Fang Yun to a place. Fang Yun stepped on the Dragon Qi cloud, turned and took out a piece of paper to show them.

"Let's dig along the place I pointed out. There may be treasure in it." Fang Yun held the paper in one hand and pointed to a pit wall of the big pit.

Fang Yun's deeds before were so magical that no one questioned or inquired. They all subconsciously spit out their words and began to dig.

The whole process was very smooth. A large amount of sand and dust was dug away by everyone's talent ancient sword, forming a deep gully. The surface of the desert is very loose sand, but the lower it goes, the harder the ground becomes and the speed slows down.

Before long, Ji Shouyu suddenly said, "stop, my talent ancient sword touched something hard. It was only a slight touch, but it almost collapsed! Fortunately, I was proficient in the book of changes and stopped the excavation of talent ancient sword in advance."

The people were overjoyed. Kongde said to heaven, "it's up to you, Mo mountain."

Mo Shan nodded as like as two peas. The three inch long rat was exactly the same as the rat's shape.

The organ rat ran into the gully and began to dig.

The crowd stood on the dragon cloud and looked forward to it.

"Guess what?"

"What else can it be? It's nothing more than the dragon. However, if there is a dragon holy thing, that's great! We can't use the Dragon holy thing now, but we can send it to the holy yard and get it back when we are high."

Fang Yun quietly looked at the mechanism mouse and said nothing.