Fang Yun continued to fly higher and higher, and was about to surpass a high mountain in the distance. A sense of crisis arose in his heart, and he stopped immediately. Then he looked towards the pale golden light column in the southeast and quickly determined the distance and position.
Fang Yun frowned slightly, without thinking much, and looked back at the four corpses behind him.
Two complete fourth-realm spirit skeletons and two incomplete third-realm demon spirit skeletons, their strength is no weaker than that of the fourth-realm great demon king. Even if they meet Emperor Wenzong or the Great Khan, they will have a chance to escape.
However, outsiders and even holy spirits nearby may go there, and there must be an emperor there, so that treasure land is very dangerous.
Fang Yun thought about it again and again, and his eyes soon became firm. He consumed his holy energy and flew quickly towards the direction of the light column.
There are too many missing holy energy balls now. If we continue searching, we may encounter the demon king. The light column is light gold, which means there is a large amount of holy energy or spirit bones. Not only will we have a chance to obtain the spirit bones of the king, but we may also get enough holy energy balls or even holy energy sources to build the ninth literary platform.
Along the way, Fang Yun kept thinking.
Every time a dragon turns over to form a treasure land, it will inevitably become the focus of competition among all people nearby. At the beginning, all parties have the opportunity to grab the treasure, but in the later stage, it will inevitably become a place for emperors to fight.
"We must arrive as soon as possible, grab enough holy energy and leave to forge the Ninth Platform. After that, even if a holy energy source or even a holy corpse appears, we must not participate. If we don't have the strength, we can't intervene. Improving our strength is the best choice."
After Fang Yun made the decision, the restlessness in his heart calmed down and he rushed towards the precious land with all his heart.
Even if one uses holy energy, it will still take two hours to get there. After all, one cannot fly in a straight line and needs to go around many places.
An hour later, a great scholar in a purple robe standing on the clouds suddenly appeared in the valley ahead and also flew towards the treasure land.
Just by looking at his back, Fang Yun recognized that this person was a great scholar from Qi State, named Nie Shoude. He was a famous scholar when he was young, and he achieved success at a young age. He became a great scholar for more than 20 years, but he has been silent for more than ten years, and his realm has remained at the level of self-cultivation for many years.
Every time the human race enters the Holy Burial Valley, there must be a number of great scholars whose realms are difficult to improve but who are extremely powerful. They are most eager to improve their strength and are willing to make sacrifices. Perhaps they can create miracles in the Holy Burial Valley.
Throughout the ages, such great scholars have always been able to bring out many magical objects from the Holy Burial Valley, and their realms will also be broken through.
Fang Yun sensed that the aura around this great scholar was stronger than before he entered the Burial Valley, and guessed that he had already been promoted to the Qi Family Realm with the help of the holy energy, which was equivalent to the second-level Great Demon King. However, this great scholar had been honing his skills for many years, and his strength was definitely not inferior to that of the third-level Great Demon King.
Nie Shoude soon discovered Fang Yun, turned around, bowed to Fang Yun from a distance, then slowly approached, and finally stopped a hundred feet away, flying in the same direction.
"It's my honor to meet Fang Xusheng." Nie Shoude said with a smile.
Nie Shoude had white hair and beard, a pair of huge protruding ears, a ruddy face without a single wrinkle, and a smile full of respect and gentleness.
"My humble alumnus meets Mr. Shoude." Fang Yun returned the greeting politely.
Nie Shoude looked at the four spirit bodies behind Fang Yun with envy, and said, "Fang Xusheng is a rare talent in Shengyuan Continent, and he is still far superior to us in the Burial Valley. I have been in the Burial Valley for so long, but I have not found a single spirit body except for a few holy energy balls to improve myself."
Fang Yun said: "It was just luck. I just had to rely on Mr. Lei for help."
"Oh? You met Hongyu in the Holy Burial Valley? I have some friendship with him." Nie Shoude said.
Fang Yun did not hide anything and briefly explained what happened with Ye Hongyu, but he did not mention important matters such as the Ninth Wentai.
Nie Shoude was moved by the end and said, "Mr. Ting Lei is indeed a noble man. He would rather sacrifice his own time to help you, and you also return the favor, which will surely become a good story. However, with your ability, you can definitely be promoted to a great scholar. Why are you still a university scholar?"
Fang Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "I have other thoughts. I will challenge the great scholar after I have accumulated enough experience."
Nie Shoude nodded gently and said, "Yes, you are more rational than I was back then. I was eager to become a great scholar back then, so my foundation was not stable and there are still hidden dangers. However, this place is the Burial Valley. If you don't become a great scholar soon, it will be very difficult if you encounter a strong enemy. In my opinion, your foundation is very solid and you can definitely become a great scholar. Otherwise, it will be very bad to fight for the precious land of the Dragon's Turn. I also want to help you, but I have just been promoted to the Qi Family Realm. I am afraid I can't protect you when you arrive at the precious land."
"I appreciate Mr. Nie's kindness, but this matter is complicated. I need to gather enough holy energy to be promoted to a great scholar." Fang Yun said.
Nie Shoude thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Since Fang Xusheng said so, then he will make his own decision. I am a little abrupt. I wonder how many holy energy balls Fang Xusheng lacks. I have some."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "We'll need hundreds of them."
Nie Shoude was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "Then I can't do anything. I only have seven balls now. If you need it urgently, I can give you five balls."
Fang Yun declined, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. The Burial Valley is full of dangers. Your holy energy balls are for saving lives, so you must not give them to me. As for the extra holy energy balls, I will find a way to collect them."
"It's just a few hundred holy energy balls. It's not difficult for you." Nie Shoude said.
Fang Yun nodded.
As the two of them hurried towards the treasure land, they chatted with each other through voice transmission, talking about what they saw and heard in the Holy Burial Valley.
On the way, Fang Yun got to know Nie Shoude in more detail and felt that this person was similar to his reputation, conservative and cautious, and his words, deeds and character were impeccable. However, compared with some great scholars, he lacked an inexplicable bearing and even had a hint of mercenary.
Fang Yun thought about it and felt relieved. This great scholar had been troubled in the realm of self-cultivation for many years. He must have heard a lot of rumors and suffered a lot. His mind was damaged. It was not necessarily that he was materialistic, but more like he became realistic, which was human nature.
Fang Yun had a map of the nearby terrain and had been flying along the fastest route.
When they were near the treasure land, the two exchanged strategies. There was no disagreement between the two sides, and they both decided to grab some treasures and evacuate quickly, and never compete with those strong men.
After going around a gray-green mountain range, Fang Yun and Nie Shoude looked forward.
Among the mountains, a light golden column of light with a diameter of about a mile shot up into the sky, like a powerful fountain rushing straight into the clouds, or like a giant pillar supporting the sky.
The pillar of light originated from deep underground, and as it rushed upward, it continuously moved things underground. Thousands of feet below, rocks and dust were flying everywhere, forming a black fog area with a radius of hundreds of miles, covering the hills and mountains.
The black fog exudes all kinds of chaotic auras, as if all kinds of terrifying evil spirits are lurking, making people stay away.
When it reached a height of ten thousand feet, the dust and rocks decreased, and the pale golden light column gradually became clearer.
Suddenly, a ray of light flew out from the pale golden light column, making a piercing sound, and flew away at a speed faster than Wuming.
Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that the thing was wrapped in a light golden light, and inside it was a ball of water, which was a ball of holy energy.
Then, a hint of strangeness flashed across Fang Yun's face, which disappeared in a flash.
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