Some mountain holy spirits had strange expressions on their faces, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Fang Yun looked at the humanoid mountain spirit statue at the head. It was forty feet tall and stood in front of him like a small mountain.
"What is your name?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yang in the Mountain." said the Holy Spirit of the Mountain.
Fang Yun said, "I am from the Fuyue clan. I am willing to exchange the true heritage of the mountain giant clan. It may not allow you to be promoted to semi-saints, but it will be of great benefit to your promotion to emperors, even to the semi-saint in the mountain. What's more, you and I are from the same ancient monster clan. If there is a treasure of the Fuyue clan, it is better for me to take it away instead of leaving it here. Shan Zhongyang, what do you think?"
Shan Zhongyang hesitated for a moment and said, "You are right, but the Fuyue treasure of our clan is very valuable, and no one from the Fuyue clan has ever come here before, and we have never disclosed it to the public. Now..."
Shan Zhongyang suddenly stopped talking, and after a few breaths he continued, "The Fuyue Treasure can be exchanged with you, but the inheritance of the mountain giant alone is not enough to exchange it. If you can obtain the Fengkuan Treasure from Xuantian River, we will definitely exchange it, and we can even add a holy energy source, a portable holy energy source."
Fang Yun glanced at the highest mountain of Shengya Peak and said, "First tell me which is the treasure of your clan that can support the mountain."
After a while, Shan Zhongyang said, "It's Jiuxing Mountain."
Fang Yun's eyes lit up and his breathing became rapid and then quickly suppressed.
The Fu Yue clan has many treasures, and the Nine Star Mountain is enough to be ranked among the top five most powerful treasures of the Fu Yue clan.
If he could obtain the Nine Star Mountain, even if Fu Yue was a newly promoted Semi-Saint, he would have the strength to fight against the old Semi-Saints. If Fu Yue were promoted to a Great Saint, he would be able to unleash the full power of the Nine Star Mountain.
"Let me consider the exchange of the two treasures for now. I'm in urgent need of the Holy Energy Ball, so I'll take out a portion of my inheritance in exchange. If I can get the Skull-Bearing Treasure, I'll come back to exchange. But... what is your Skull-Bearing Treasure?"
Shan Zhongyang said: "It is a treasure that our ancestor Pan Kong often used, named 'Purple Sky Pillar'."
Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Shan Zhongyang and said, "The Purple Sky Pillar was transformed from a strange mountain. It was made into a pillar by the ancestor god Pankong and sealed all the monsters on it. There are three dragon saints on the top of the pillar. When the pillar is smashed, the sky and the earth will shatter. It is a treasure that is no less than that of the Nine Star Mountain. Even if this thing is placed in front of me, I can't take it away, even if I have the Heaven and Earth Shell. In the entire Fengluan Mountain, I am afraid that only the person in the mountain can take it away."
"We haven't considered this, but I can try to ask for a blood order. As long as you can obtain the Purple Sky Pillar, you can carry the blood order."
"Then send someone to help me get a blood order, and then we will exchange holy energy balls." Fang Yun said.
"good."
Shan Zhongyang ordered a mountain holy spirit to ask for a blood order, and then asked Fang Yun: "How many holy energy balls do you need?"
"I want as many as you can get." Fang Yun's generosity was evident as soon as he opened his mouth.
The many mountain holy spirits looked at each other, and then, one after another, balls of holy energy emerged.
Some are stones, some are trees, some are blocks of iron, and some are pools of water, in various shapes.
The majestic holy energy rippled in all directions, making the air thick. Fang Yun took a deep breath and felt refreshed all over.
Fang Yun released his divine sense and immediately discovered that the holy energy threads here became denser, as if they were attracted by those holy energy balls.
Finally, Fang Yun glanced ahead, and the Mountain Holy Spirit finally took out one hundred and twenty-one holy energy balls.
Fang Yun nodded slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face. If nothing unexpected happens, so many holy energy balls will definitely be enough to condense into the ninth literary platform.
As long as he condenses the ninth literary platform, he can directly break through to become a Grand Secretary, be promoted to a great scholar, condense his family, country and the world, and roam the Holy Valley. He doesn't need to hide like before, and flee desperately when he encounters a great demon king in the third realm.
"Let me think about what level of inheritance map these holy energy balls can be exchanged for." Fang Yun thought about it, then closed his eyes to rest.
Not long after, a point of golden light flew out from Fang Yun's eyebrows and went straight into Shan Zhongyang's body.
Fang Yun's body swayed and he sat on the ground, sweating all over. It took a full quarter of an hour for his body to barely return to normal.
A wisp of holy energy flew over and exploded into tiny particles the moment it touched Fang Yun and merged into Fang Yun's body.
After just three or five breaths, Fang Yun's body returned to normal, but his mind was a little tired.
Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes, and saw a total of 121 holy energy balls floating in front of him, as well as a blood-colored leaf.
Fang Yun opened his mouth, sucked the blood order into Wen Palace, and then looked at Shan Zhongyang.
"Transaction complete?"
“These holy energy balls all belong to you. Most of the emperors who enter the Holy Burial Valley now do not get as many holy energy balls as you do.” Shan Zhongyang’s voice was full of joy.
"Well. I want to practice for a while. I hope Brother Shan Zhongyang can take me to a safe place." Fang Yun said as he put all the holy energy balls into the Wen Palace.
"No problem." Shan Zhongyang took Fang Yun to the foot of a nearby mountain. There was no mountain spirit here and it was relatively empty. Any outsider would be discovered at the first sight.
Afterwards, Fang Yun sat down on the spot and began to cast the ninth writing platform.
The holy energy gradually merged with the talent and slowly transformed into layer upon layer of literary platforms.
After a long time, Fang Yun opened his eyes, looking confused.
More than a hundred holy energy balls were used up, and the Ninth Wentai had just cast the 91st floor!
According to this trend, the next nine levels will require at least two hundred holy energy balls.
In all the previous visits to the Holy Burial Valley, many great scholars or great demon kings would not obtain more than one hundred holy energy balls from the time they entered to the time they left the Holy Burial Valley.
"Wang Jinglong must be trying to trick me!"
Fang Yun suddenly felt resentful and a little regretful, because if he kept these holy energy balls, as long as he found a spiritual corpse at the level of Wen Zong, he would not have to be afraid of all the great demon kings below the Demon Emperor, provided that the other party did not have a spiritual corpse either.
The amount of holy energy consumed in forging the Ninth Writing Platform is beyond imagination. If the total amount of holy energy is given to a semi-saint, it can completely form a semi-saint incarnation to suppress the emperor.
In a sense, the talent required for a person to grow from a child to a great scholar, if converted into holy energy, would be less than a hundred balls of holy energy.
The power that Fang Yun needs to build a literary platform now is equivalent to the total power of a great scholar.
However, thinking of the name of the Ninth Literature Station, Fang Yun sighed helplessly, thinking that it was understandable to consume so much holy energy.
Shan Zhongyang stood like a statue not far away.
Fang Yun had no choice but to fly over and ask, "Do you have any more holy energy balls? I need another two hundred... No, I need at least three hundred holy energy balls!"
Shan Zhongyang stared at Fang Yun for a long time before saying, "Of course there is more, but if I give it to you, it will affect our entire clan. After all, we usually only absorb ordinary holy energy, and only consume holy energy balls in combat or special situations."
"Can't even exchange it for the inheritance of the mountain giant?" Fang Yun asked.
"Inheritance is far more important than holy energy, but you also know that once the Holy Burial Valley is open, we must be prepared for battle, and the spare holy energy balls must not be moved. If you are willing to stay here after the Holy Burial Valley is closed, the holy energy balls we can provide you will not be less than 5,000!"
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