The four people struggled for a long time, but the shield was still there. However, Fang Yun made the shield disappear with just one sentence. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.
"What is he doing?" Qiu Meng asked.
No one answered, and no one looked at the Legalist code in front of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun attached his spiritual thoughts to the Legalist Code, and then a strange aura emanated from the code. This aura was as heavy as a mountain, as if it was going to reset the order of heaven and earth and re-establish the rules for all worlds.
The twenty-meter-high Locking Cage vibrated slightly, and after vibrating for three breaths, it suddenly stopped.
Everything remains the same.
Fang Yun sighed lightly, it seemed that his code was not compatible with the Locking Cage.
Fang Yun was not depressed but felt relieved. If the Code absorbed the Locking Cage, then the power of the Code to draw a prison on the ground would become limited. No matter how powerful the Code was, it could only trap enemies at the level of great demon kings or great scholars and would be useless against the power of the saint.
Fang Yun put away the code and gave up the idea of using the code to absorb the torture instruments here. He decided in his heart that after leaving the Xuemang Ancient Land, he would go and ask Ao Huang where the main hall of the Dragon Prison was. If he could enter the main hall of the Dragon Prison and obtain the powerful holy torture instruments, it would not be too late to absorb them into the code.
Afterwards, Fang Yun rode on the Zhanshi Dragon Horse and easily put the nine torture instruments of appropriate sizes into the Yinjiangbei.
There are still twenty-one torture instruments left in this hall, but the smallest one is more than twenty feet long. They are all huge monsters designed to target ancient monsters, and the River Drinking Shell cannot fit them at all.
Seeing that these huge torture instruments could not be put into his pocket, Fang Yun's desire to swallow seashells became stronger.
"Not only must I get the Sea-Swallowing Shell, I must get a large one, at least one that is more than a thousand feet long, wide and high. If I have a large Sea-Swallowing Shell, I can take away all the treasures I encounter on the road. Even if they are worthless, they can be exchanged for hundreds of millions of taels of gold." Fang Yun thought to himself.
Yun Zhao smiled helplessly and said, "It's really incomparable with Yun Fang. The bigger the torture instrument, the better. But the bigger the torture instrument, the more divine objects it contains, and the higher the price it will be sold to the Holy Academy. For example, the blade coffin taken away by Yun Fang is made entirely of exotic metals, so its value must be extremely high."
"It can't be compared, it can't be compared!" Tan Hemu sighed.
Fang Yun didn't care about others, fearing that he would miss something, and rode the Zhanshi Dragon Horse around the hall again.
After a while, six university scholars who used the holy page edict broke the light shield, took out the torture instruments inside, and after careful observation, they compared them with each other and found some rare or even unheard-of divine objects, which could be used by the legalists or refined, and were extremely valuable.
"The Holy Academy will definitely pay a high price to purchase these torture instruments!"
"nature."
In a corner of the second hall, various sounds continued to be heard.
Bang bang bang... Boom boom boom... Crack crack crack...
The four university scholars attacked the white light shield with all their might with gloomy faces, but until now they could not see any hope at all, and the power maintaining the white light shield seemed to be endless.
Fang Yun and six university scholars looked at that place silently.
The four university scholars seemed to notice the gazes of the other seven people, and their expressions became somewhat embarrassed, so they attacked even harder, so that they had to retreat to avoid being hurt by the rebound force of the shield.
Ye Fangge said slowly: "My dear nephew Yun Fang, we can break up those large instruments of torture and then use them to hold your Yinjiangbei."
"I thought about it, too. But I gave up in the end. After all, this used to be the land of the dragon clan. Although it's deserted and ownerless, everyone should rely on their own abilities. There's no need to destroy it completely. What's more, the Yinjiangbei has stored so many things, and the space is getting smaller and smaller. We have to leave room for the future." Fang Yun said.
"My dear nephew Yun Fang is right." Ye Fangge nodded.
After a long while, Yun Zhaochen said, "Ping Chao and the other four literary friends, I'm sure you've seen how strong this shield is. Even with the six of us, it's probably difficult to break it in a short time. How about this, let Yun Fang open it, and count it as a meritorious service? A meritorious service will be rewarded with a thousand kilograms of dragon-patterned rice. This Ni Jiao whip is so long, it must be worth more. If you delay any further, Wei Huangan, Mo Yao, or the bear monsters will come, and you won't get a single grain of dragon-patterned rice."
The four university scholars remained silent.
Ye Fangge said: "The dragon-patterned rice is not important. What is important is how to continue to go deeper into the Sin Palace after your talents are exhausted."
After a long while, Lian Pingchao said, "My three literary friends, how about we share the cost of the 1,000 kilograms of dragon-patterned rice awarded to Yun Fang?"
"Forget it. I feel sick looking at the light shield. I agree."
"I agree."
“Stop it.”
The four of them stopped together.
Fang Yong shouted softly in dragon language, and the shield that the four people had been attacking for nearly half a quarter of an hour without success dissipated.
The four of them discussed for a moment and placed the Nijiao Whip in Tan Hemu's Hanhu Shell. After all, Tan Hemu was good at defending himself and poetry, so if he really encountered a disaster, he would have a greater chance of survival.
Fang Yun took one last look around the torture instrument display hall and said, "Let's go!"
Fang Yun took the lead, and the other ten university scholars followed Fang Yun on horseback, leaving the second hall and entering the corridor of the east wing hall again.
The ten university scholars looked at Fang Yun's back and felt that he seemed to have grown taller.
Lian Pingchao lowered his head, his eyes changing, and it was unknown what he was hesitating about.
The eleven people came to the door of the third hall in the east wing hall, which was also the last hall in the corridor. Further ahead was the end of the corridor, where there were two doors.
The eleven people looked towards the third hall, which was wider than the second hall and more than five miles long.
Fang Yun thought that it was indeed impossible to measure things according to human habits. Even the Forbidden City of the ancient China was only two miles long from north to south, but this hall was over five miles long, which was totally unsuitable for humans. Only dragons or ancient monsters that were ten or even a hundred feet in size were suitable to live here.
Although the first two halls were empty, both the dragon inscriptions and torture instruments were in order. But it was different here. There were a lot of messy debris piled up in a corner of the hall. It seemed that the hall had experienced a violent shake and everything slid to that place.
Before the ten people could even enter the door, they heard a sound coming from the corridor.
Fang Yun turned his head and saw Wei Huangan leading a group of scholars appearing in the corridor.
Emperor Wei said with a smile: "You are so quick, have you found the good stuff? Although the front hall is big, I am too shy to get anything good, unlike Mo Yao and his gang of old men who were just scratching the wall. As for the painting, the holy energy was too strong, so I didn't dare to take it down. Mo Yao was smart and didn't touch it either."
Fang Yun responded with a swift tongue: "We have taken away everything that should be taken from the first two halls. The things in the third hall will be left to Wei Daxueshi."
Several university scholars including Lian Pingchao frowned. Fang Yun was giving the third hall to someone else, which was too much. Even if he couldn't occupy it all, he should at least take some of it.
As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, another group of people appeared in the corridor, behind Wei Huangan and others.
"The things in the Sin-Suppression Hall can be taken by anyone. They are not reserved for just any one person." Mo Yao said, stroking his beard.
"Hey, Mo Kouqiang is here too, why don't you continue peeling skin and scratching the wall?"
Mo Yao smiled and said, "Brother Wei is coming to the East Side Hall, how can I not come?"
The Grand Secretary who had just been blaming Fang Yun in his heart saw this scene and wanted to leave immediately. No one wanted to be involved in the dispute between the two strongest Grand Secretaries in the Xuemang Ancient Land.
.(To be continued.)