The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1634 Drop of Blue Snail

After becoming a top scholar or a great scholar, one can integrate the star position into the writing platform.

On Lei Zhongmo's peerless writing platform, there is a seven-foot-tall middle-aged man. His face is covered by hazy mist. He is wearing a wide white robe and his long hair is scattered behind him. He obviously does not emit any power, but he seems to be the master of a world, suppressing all parties.

A faint golden light enveloped the peerless writing platform.

Lei Zhongmo did not look at the virtual image of the patriarch behind him, but rushed forward and bowed his head, saying: "Please show your peerless power."

"Yes."

The virtual image of the patriarch did not move, and a long river suddenly appeared in the sky. The long river was colorful and hazy.

The demon king present felt dizzy after just one look, and completely lost the concept of time. He felt that his thoughts seemed to be trapped in an endless river and could not think.

The Zongsheng virtual image suddenly stretched out his hand to the long river and grabbed a ball of light. In the ball of light, there was a great scholar of military strategists with great momentum. He was about to throw the ball of light out when a rusty bronze ancient chariot similar to the compass chariot appeared in the sky above Fang Yun.

The chariot was pulled by eighteen dragon horses wearing black armor. Fine starlight continued to emerge around the dragon horses, expanding and contracting continuously.

Behind these dragon horses was a chariot, which was very similar to the two-wheeled chariots of the Spring and Autumn Period, but even larger. A tall flagpole was erected on the chariot. An old man stood on the top of the flagpole, stretched out his right arm and index finger, pointing straight ahead.

The next moment, the flagpole and the old man slowly rotated.

The colorful long river in the sky suddenly shook slightly, then swept away the ball of light caught by the Zongsheng virtual image and disappeared.

The Zongsheng virtual image seemed to be stunned, and then fell on the writing platform like a broken ice cube, turning into water marks and merging into the peerless writing platform.

Lei Zhongmo looked back blankly, looking at the peerless literary platform above him, and then looked at the sky above Fang Yun, looking at the strange bronze chariot.

The demon kings present were sober at this moment, and they all had the scene in their minds, but they always felt that they did not see it with their own eyes.

"What treasure is that?"

"I don't know. According to my guess, it should be the shadow of the ancestor who used the power of the miscellaneous family to capture the will of the Western Chu Overlord Xiang Yu from the long river of history, combined with the peerless literary platform, so that the Overlord Xiang Yu would reappear in the world. However, it was disturbed by the mysterious ancient bronze chariot, and its power was exhausted, so it had to dissipate."

"What kind of treasure is that, it's too powerful!"

"It should be the treasure of the historian, but it's hard to say, maybe it's just a kind of power."

"Wen Xing Longjue passed through the nine dragon gates and should get a treasure. Could it be this one?"

"Even if it is this one, I don't know what it is."

The bronze chariot disappeared, and the demon king Gui Cong looked in the direction of Fang Yun, his eyes changing.

"Hey, old turtle, your turtle clan has mastered the Dragon Palace classics, and you are also a well-educated person, so you should know what that is?"

Turtle Cong said: "Of course... I don't know." Gui Cong suddenly changed his words, shaking his head like a rattle, and his eyes turned gently, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Fang Xusheng is indeed worthy of his reputation. He actually dispelled the will of the semi-saint. I admire him!" Lei Chongmo finished speaking, frowning tightly, looking at Fang Yun's seemingly eternal back.

If it were anyone with a slightly bad temper, they would be blown away by Fang Yun's luck, because Fang Yun did not stop from beginning to end, and kept walking forward slowly, as if he looked down on opponents like Lei Chongmo.

This is a man who is about to become the leader of the four great talents.

A hint of annoyance flashed in Lei Chongmo's eyes, but he suppressed the negative emotions in an instant.

"Since Fang Xusheng uses a treasure, I won't hide it. I happen to have a treasure in my hand, which was given by the Dragon Saint of the West Sea. It can only be used once, but it is worth using it on you."

"No..." Gui Cong hurriedly shouted to stop him, but it was too late.

The demon kings present were also shocked, because many aquatic creatures in the West Sea knew that the Dragon Saint of the West Sea had given Lei Zhongmo a 'Dripping Sea Blue Snail', which was a powerful treasure that could even kill great scholars or great demon kings.

Lei Zhongmo held up a blue conch in his right hand. The conch was not big, only a foot long.

The conch flew high into the sky and slowly tilted. A drop of azure water hung on the edge of the conch and dripped after a breath.

At first, the drop of water did not change, but in the blink of an eye, the drop of water turned into a small river.

In another blink of an eye, the small river turned into the Yangtze River that was rushing wildly.

In another blink of an eye, the entire river turned into a vast ocean and fell towards Fang Yun.

The blue snail hides water, and a drop of water turns into an ocean. This is the power of the half-saint of the water race.

This drop of water actually contains a thousand miles of seawater. Even the strongest war poem of the great scholar cannot compare to the power of the thousand-mile ocean.

The most terrifying thing is that this vast ocean does not expand for a thousand miles, but only for one mile, and the water of a thousand miles is compressed within one mile, and its destructive power has reached the full force of the emperor.

"It's over..." Gui Cong showed despair. Under the sainthood, no one can resist this power. Fang Yun will die if he encounters it. Since seeing the treasure just now, Gui Cong no longer stays out of it, and hopes that this Wenxing Dragon Lord will survive, even if he leaves the West Sea Dragon Palace.

The water of a thousand miles converges into the land of a city, and the nearby heaven and earth seem to be filled and expanded.

A moment later, the deep blue water body hit Fang Yun.

The war poem assassin formed by "Triumph Song" instantly turned into nothingness, and the dragon's might was pushed away by this powerful water body. It seems that the land of dragon's might is about to change hands.

The deep blue sea water fell to the ground and exploded, and then endless sea water rushed out in all directions. All the water demon kings who were sharpening cursed and fled far away. This level of sea water impact would seriously injure even the water demon kings.

The blue conch flew back to the sky above Lei Zhongmo, protecting Lei Zhongmo from the impact of the water.

This hundred-mile area was soon filled with thousands of feet of sea water. After a few breaths, the sea water was introduced to other places, and the water level dropped rapidly.

The demon kings in the distance kept blinking, trying to see Fang Yun in the center of the sea water, but because there was too much sea water, they could not see clearly for the time being.

Not long after, the sea water became lower and lower. The first to show the water level were many demon kings. They swam to the surface of the water to observe, and then the blue conch appeared on the surface of the water.

After a few breaths, all the demon kings were stunned.

The water level dropped, and Lei Zhongmo and Fang Yun appeared.

Lei Zhongmo was protected by the blue conch and was not hit at all.

Fang Yun was not only not hit, but his clothes were not wet either. What surprised the demon kings and Lei Chongmo was that according to Fang Yun's position and speed, it could be inferred that Fang Yun had been walking from the time Lei Chongmo attacked until now, and his speed was no different from before. The attack from the thousand-mile ocean seemed to be non-existent to him.

"How is this possible..." Lei Chongmo muttered to himself.

"What happened inside? Did Wen Xing Longjue have another treasure?"

"Who knows?"

All the demon kings looked at each other and shook their heads. Finally, all the demon kings focused their attention on Gui Cong, because only Gui Cong had a different expression, as if he had suddenly realized something.

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