Fang Yun took a close look at the map or sea chart. The blue mountain in the center was obviously the Blue Mountain that had been swallowed by him. He could use this map as a reference to temporarily determine the east, west, south, and north of the entire God-given mountain and sea.
"Next, we will drive to the next mountain and determine the distance, so as to determine the scale of this map. The premise is that the mountain has not been swallowed. Perhaps there is a new map in the next treasure mountain. If we can piece together multiple maps, we will know where the largest treasure mountain in this God-given mountain and sea is, and the legendary world-shaking treasure should be among them."
After a little thought, Fang Yun wanted to draw the sea map, but he found that he seemed to have lost the ability to write and paint, and was completely unable to draw the image on the stone slab.
Fang Yun snorted coldly, realizing that this was caused by the powerful force of the Holy Burial Valley. It was obvious that the sharing of the map was prohibited, forcing everyone to plunder and occupy it.
Afterwards, Fang Yun threw the Sky-Breaking Talisman to Yun Yangzhao and said, "I found a map, but the map is trapped by the power of the Sacred Burial Valley. I can't draw it for you, nor can I explain it to you verbally. However, I can point you in a direction. As long as you go in that direction, you will encounter a treasure mountain, and I will also give you my direction. In addition, I suspect that all such tall mountains contain dangerous creatures. When you encounter them, you can absorb them for a quarter of an hour at most. If you encounter a smaller one, you can swallow it completely. Even if there is a dangerous creature inside, it should not leave you helpless."
Yun Yangzhao took the Sky-Breaking Talisman, bowed to Fang Yun, and said, "I need no thanks for your kindness!"
"Also, I have three more spirit skeletons here. The ones below the Emperor's skeleton are useless to me, so I'll give you the fifth-level spirit skeleton. There is also another rare treasure, which is of little use to me, so I'll give it to you as well."
Yun Yangzhao was extremely surprised and said excitedly: "Thank you, Fang Xusheng! Counting the time when I was saved by you at the God-given Mountain, I have been saved twice. With these Five Realms Spirit Corpses, rare treasures and the Sky-breaking Talisman, it is equivalent to giving me several more lives. If I can leave the Burial Valley, I will repay you for your kindness for generations to come!"
Fang Yun was just trying to help his fellow tribesmen, but he didn't expect Yun Yangzhao to be so grateful and say such a heavy word, which was equivalent to being a slave. So he smiled and said, "It's just for the human race. Besides, I don't need it. Sir, please forgive me."
Yun Yangzhao shook his head and said, "Everyone says it's for the human race, but there are very few people who are truly like you and truly practice benevolence and righteousness. Even if Confucius were to be reborn, he would praise you as a gentleman."
Fang Yun sighed in his heart, this is the normal relationship of the human race, and this is also one of the reasons why humans are superior to monsters.
The two discussed some more things, and Fang Yun pointed out to Yun Yangzhao the direction of the two smaller treasure mountains and the direction he was going to, and finally he headed straight for the largest treasure mountain on the map.
That treasure mountain was right at the edge of the fragments, and only a part of it was larger than the blue treasure mountain. Fang Yun was already eager to get the treasures inside.
The mountain is two hundred feet high above the sea, and the entire island is like a huge ship sailing quickly in the wind and waves.
Fang Yun began to carefully count the treasures in the mountain and sort them into categories, putting together some of the most valuable ones outside the Holy Burial Valley. If he had enough holy energy in the future, he would take these divine objects out first.
There was a dark bone among them, so black that it shone like black mercury. It looked ordinary and could not be used in the Burial Valley, but it was one of the top great saint bones in the world. It contained the power of thunder. Whether it was refined into a rare treasure by the dragon clan or the ancient monster, or handed over to human craftsmen, it could become the main material for semi-saint treasures.
It can even be said that this piece of great saint treasure bone is basically equivalent to half a semi-saint treasure, and when the Holy Burial Valley is closed, the amount of holy energy needed to bring it out of the Holy Burial Valley is less than one-tenth of that of a semi-saint treasure.
After sorting out the treasures, Fang Yun continued to write "History of Medicine" while remaining vigilant.
On the route to the largest treasure mountain, there are three small treasure mountains not far apart, which can swallow up all three small treasure mountains.
Fang Yun calculated the speed carefully and found that there was an error in the previous calculation. Now that the mountain is two hundred feet high above the water, without consuming talent and holy energy, the basic speed is exactly 230 miles per hour. That is, in addition to the basic speed of 180 miles, the speed increases by five miles for every ten feet increase.
Fang Yun is like a lonely sailor, sailing in the mountains and seas given by God.
Along the way, whenever Fang Yun encountered a monster or evil spirit below the level of the emperor, he would pursue and kill it without hesitation. If he encountered an emperor, he would immediately take a detour, but in the end he would go back and stay on the route.
Fang Yun originally wanted to capture all three treasure mountains near the route, but the second treasure mountain had already been swallowed up, and in the end he only swallowed up the first and third ones.
After devouring the third one, Fang Yun went straight to the largest treasure mountain.
In the first few days, we didn’t encounter many emperors of various races, basically one or two a day, but starting from the fifth day, we encountered at least three emperors every day, and as time went on, the number of emperors we encountered increased.
The distance these emperors could see was far less than Fang Yun's, and most of them could easily dodge. However, all the races in the Ten Thousand Worlds had extraordinary powers, and three emperors from the Burial Sacred Valley were able to hide from Fang Yun's perception and were not discovered until they were more than 200 miles away. Fortunately, Fang Yun finally got rid of them with his speed.
Unfortunately, Fang Yun estimated that there were at least three thousand evil spirits and holy spirit emperors who had arrived at the depths of the God-given Mountains and Seas, far exceeding previous expectations, and were even increasing. As for the evil spirits and holy spirits in the fourth and fifth realms, they were endless.
At the beginning, Fang Yun saw that the monsters and aliens below the emperor level would chase him, but now he only kills those who overestimate their own strength and actively attack him. This way he doesn't have to chase them down and saves time.
On the ninth day after entering the Shenci Mountain and Sea, Fang Yun finished writing "History of Medicine", but did not put a period at the end to avoid unnecessary visions.
Then, Fang Yun began to write "History of Jurisprudence".
On the twelfth day after entering the God-given Mountains and Seas, Fang Yun felt a little melancholy.
This day is the human race’s Little New Year.
"As a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family all the more during festivals. I know my brothers are climbing the mountain, but there is one less person wearing dogwood branches."
After Fang Yun finished reciting in a low voice, he cleared his mind of all distracting thoughts and continued sailing towards the Dabao Mountain.
Fang Yun’s island is slowly rising.
Below two hundred feet, every time a mountain island is swallowed up, the height of the mountain island itself above the water will increase by ten feet. However, after two hundred feet, the increasing height will decrease with each mountain island swallowed up.
On the day before the Spring Festival, Fang Yun's island reached a height of 264 meters above water.
None of the mountains and islands that Fang Yun encountered along the way reached this height.
Fang Yun calculated the distance, and when the time came, he put down the pen and paper, stood in the center of the island, and looked forward.
Although there was only sea and blue sky ahead, seemingly endless and with nothing within tens of thousands of miles, Fang Yun knew that more than a thousand miles away, there was a huge treasure mountain, which was at least two thousand feet high, far higher than the blue mountain before.
"That mountain should have a flying talisman! With the flying talisman, I will have an extra life, so I can fight with the emperors for the world-shaking treasure."
The mountain island can be reached in three hours at a maximum by sailing at a speed of over three hundred miles per hour. Fang Yun began to make final preparations.
In less than two hours, the scenery ahead suddenly changed, and a corner of a black mountain appeared.
As the island continued to move forward, the black mountain became larger and larger, and there were more and more tribes near the black mountain. It seemed as if there were battlefields everywhere and every living creature seemed to be fighting.
The enormity of this mountain was beyond Fang Yun's imagination.
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