The Path of the Sage

Chapter 2084: Holy Land

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A faint golden light could be seen faintly from the bag on the top, and rays of holy power slowly spread in all directions like gentle waves.

Along the way, Fang Yun encountered seven blood-tooth vine gathering places. The blood-tooth vines in each place were very afraid of him, so he used the war poetry soldiers to collect many holy king teeth.

At the sixth blood-tooth vine gathering place, Fang Yun found a semi-holy tiger bone. Although the incomplete holy bone was only as big as a human arm, it was very valuable in the eyes of all races, far exceeding the holy king tooth.

The value of holy energy and holy bones far exceeds that of ordinary holy bones in the outside world.

On the way, Fang Yun had already figured out that this piece of holy energy and holy bone could be made into the pen holder of the great scholar's treasure pen. After the pen was completed, he would find a way to seal a war poem about tigers into it, which would surely be extraordinary in power.

This holy energy and holy bone was a treasure that the Blood Tooth Vines absolutely would not give up. However, from beginning to end, the Blood Tooth Vines had no intention of attacking Fang Yun at all, allowing Fang Yun to pick up a huge advantage for no reason.

Fang Yun listed many possibilities in his mind as to why the Blood Tooth Vine was afraid of him, but he could not determine it and did not have time to investigate.

The key is to complete the ninth literary platform and be promoted to a great scholar.

Fang Yun looked at the gray-black mountains and recorded this place as Sword Blade Peak in the topographic map of the Holy Burial Valley recorded in Qishu Tiandi.

Fang Yun looked solemn, because the tip of the sword blade emanated a kind of holy power, fierce and brutal, as if it wanted to slaughter all living things and pacify the world.

These mountains are not high. If nothing goes wrong, it is entirely possible to fly over countless sword-blade peaks and reach the Fenglun Mountains directly.

Fang Yun slowly approached the Sword Blade Peak.

When he was a thousand feet away from the nearest Sword Blade Peak, Fang Yun suddenly stopped, then took out a piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it forward.

Chi chi chi…

Subtle sounds were heard one after another, and the paper ball seemed to be cut by billions of blades in an instant, turning into fine powder in an instant.

Fang Yun lowered his head and saw that the ground within a thousand feet around Sword Blade Peak had sunk three feet, and the entire Sword Blade Peak seemed to be in a big pit.

The ground in other places is made of rocks, which are inherently very hard, but the bottom of the pit around the Sword Blade Peak seems to have been tempered by thousands of hammers and is thousands of times harder than ordinary rocks.

Afterwards, Fang Yun chanted "The White Horse Hero" and summoned the White Horse Hero who was equivalent to the Demon Marquis.

The White Horse Knight rushed straight into the pit, and then he heard countless hissing sounds around him. His body felt as if it was hit by countless swords and knives, and tiny wounds appeared on it.

The soldiers and generals of the War Poetry Army all have a certain self-healing ability, but the external attack is too strong. The White Horse Knight only lasted for twenty breaths before being killed by the invisible force.

It is filled with invisible air blades.

Relying on his rich combat experience, Fang Yun determined that each air blade was equivalent to a verbal attack from a newly promoted Jinshi, and the power was not great. He could resist it with both his literary courage and outward talent, but that would not be worth the loss. It would be better to use a Grand Secretary's defensive war poem or the power of the Wentai to resist it.

Then, Fang Yun's gaze fell on the sharp peaks.

Fang Yun made a general judgment that this Sword Blade Peak should have been an ordinary mountain, but because it was accidentally covered by the power of the Holy Throne, the shape of the mountain here changed, and it was filled with countless air blades. This kind of place with continuous power overflow is very common in the Burial Valley of the Holy Throne, and it is called the Holy Throne Territory.

Fang Yun looked at the sky and shook his head helplessly.

Since this is the Holy Land, it means that we cannot fly from high altitudes. We must either fly in the air below the top of the mountain or simply take a detour.

The dignity of the Holy Throne must not be violated.

In the Valley of the Buried Saints, there are many holy territories. The territory power of the Sword Blade Peak is equivalent to the level of a newly promoted Jinshi. It cannot be considered a Jedi, but can only be regarded as the lowest level of dangerous place.

"None of the three tribes have any records about this place. Perhaps, I am the first person to find this place. After all, the Sacred Burial Valley is too big and surrounded by mountains. If I hadn't used the maps of the three tribes, I would never have found this place."

Fang Yun thought to himself, a faint smile appearing on his face.

In the Holy Burial Valley, any place that can maintain the power of the territory must have a holy energy group!

This is because the power of the territory does not need to absorb holy energy. Instead, it will force the holy energy to continue to gather. Some of the holy energy will be forced away, but some of the holy energy will be concentrated in the territory.

“It was indeed the right choice!”

Fang Yun glanced at the general war poem behind him. Instead of reciting the Grand Secretary's protective display, he saw the People's Literature Platform appearing above his head, shedding green light and protecting his rise to prominence.

Fang Yun slowly descended, and when he was twenty feet above the ground, he flew into the Sword Blade Peak.

Chi chi chi…

The dense and numerous voices coming from the green light cast by the Wanmin Wentai were so annoying.

Fang Yun mobilized his energy to protect his ears and filter out the sound.

Countless air blades attacked Fang Yun frantically, but this level of power was simply unable to destroy the green light of the writing platform, and Fang Yun entered it safely.

Fang Yun successfully approached the edge of the first Sword Blade Peak and found that the territory became stronger the higher he went, so he slowly descended and maintained a height of ten feet.

Fang Yun originally wanted to pass through here and quickly reach the Fenglun Mountains, but now he was excited to see the prey, so he began to fly continuously in the Sword Blade Peak, looking for the holy energy ball.

The holy energy ball is composed of thousands of strands of holy energy and exudes powerful power. It can be sensed by ordinary scholars as long as it is three miles away.

Fang Yun is at the third level of literary talent, and his power far exceeds that of ordinary scholars.

After flying for only half an hour, Fang Yun sensed a strange holy aura just seven miles away, which was similar to the holy aura, but more intense.

“It’s a holy energy ball!”

Fang Yun immediately increased his speed and flew towards the direction of the holy energy ball among the mountains.

There were many mountains in Jianren Peak. Fang Yun flew for a long time. After going around a high mountain, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

There seemed to be a big road ahead, with the mountains on both sides far apart. The narrowest place was three miles wide, and the widest was more than ten miles wide. It was in full view.

Fang Yun saw that a stone as big as a human head was floating in the air four miles ahead.

At first glance, this stone looks like the rocks on Chihei Mountain. It would not attract attention on the ground, but it looks very strange in mid-air.

Fang Yun nodded slightly. This stone was a ball of holy energy, because a ball of holy energy could transform into various forms.

However, Fang Yun's joy only lasted for a moment.

Seven miles away from the stone, two huge gray wolves appeared, as big as hills.

Strong winds swirled around the two huge gray wolves, as if a thundercloud storm would form in the next moment.

Shanyu the great demon king.

The newly promoted Great Demon King, the Divine Demon King, the Chanyu Great Demon King, the Khan Great Demon King, the Great Khan and the Emperor respectively correspond to the realm of self-cultivation, the realm of managing the family, the realm of governing the country, the realm of pacifying the world, the literary master and the literary giant.

Two great demon kings of the third realm!

After a moment, Fang turned around and fled.

When the two third-level demon kings saw Fang Yun, they were all stunned. The moment Fang Yun escaped, they showed expressions of ecstasy.

“It’s Fang Yun!”

"He is still a university scholar!"

"The saints will bless us! If we kill him and receive the rewards from the saints in the demon world, we will surely become half-saints!"

The two third-level demon kings looked crazy. They didn't even look at the ball of holy energy and rushed straight towards Fang Yun.

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