The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1831: First time entering Shihan

The process of moving the star gate is like flying in a strange world. Most of the time it is pitch black, and occasionally you can see all kinds of strange lights. Those lights are indescribable, and sometimes they are even invisible but exist in perception.

Fang Yun lost the concept of time, and felt that his whole body was strangled. After an unknown period of time, his body loosened, and then a strong force hit his back, and his body rushed forward involuntarily.

Fang Yun could not stop this force, so he could only go with the flow.

Suddenly, white light overflowed in front of him, like a standing water surface, and Fang Yun plunged into it.

Fang Yun felt that his feet were empty, his knees softened, and he hurriedly continued to walk forward to relieve the momentum behind him.

After taking seven or eight steps, Fang Yun stopped.

In the process of taking these seven or eight steps, Fang Yun had already seen this place clearly. This is a simple temple, and the style is very similar to the holy temples in various parts of the human race, but there are no tablets and statues of the saints. It is obviously a side hall or side hall.

The palace was very empty, thirty feet long, with only four people guarding the entrance. Fang Yun immediately walked forward quickly and looked back.

At first glance, there was nothing behind, but if you look closely, you can find transparent water waves rippling, which is difficult for ordinary people to detect.

Fang Yun walked a few steps and suddenly felt a little cold. He immediately remembered that the Shihan Ancient Land was very special. Even if the great scholars who were immune to cold and heat came here, they had to wear thick clothes and it was best to wear warm jade, otherwise they would still feel cold.

Fang Yun took out a red warm jade tied with a red string from the swallowing seashell and hung it around his neck with a faint smile.

The warm jade was a gift from the Yan family, but the red string on it was Yang Yuhuan's heart.

When the warm jade touched his body, Fang Yun immediately felt a heat flow from his chest to all parts of his body, and finally his whole body was covered by the heat flow, forming a strange cycle, which was endless.

When he walked to the door, the four black-clothed scholars immediately bowed respectfully.

"Good morning, Saint Fang Xu!"

"Good morning, all four of you." Fang Yun smiled and nodded, stepped over the threshold of the palace, and saw hundreds of scholars standing at the steps outside the door. Under the gray sky, everyone's eyes were extremely bright and full of expectations.

These scholars wore furry leather clothes outside their official uniforms, and many of them were wearing cloaks behind them, wearing wide and long leather boots, and their skin color was also whiter than that of ordinary people in Shengyuan Continent, and their styles were very different.

However, there were a few people with whiter faces, slightly blue eyes, tall stature, and longer hair on their bodies, which were the characteristics of the mixed blood of the human race and the ice race.

Fang Yun felt strange that this place was the square of the holy temple, but there was still heavy snow in the sky, fluttering and dense, and eight mechanical beasts were constantly sweeping the snow.

In Shengyuan Continent, it is always spring-like near the holy temple all year round, and there will never be overheated or overcold weather.

Seeing the strong contrast, Fang Yun was secretly alert. Although the power of the holy temple outside the Shengyuan Continent was weaker, it was connected to the Holy Academy after all, and had power no less than that of a half-saint. Even so, it could not do anything to the university here, which showed that there was indeed something strange about the Shihan Ancient Land.

"Meet Fang Xusheng!"

"Good winter, Fang Xusheng!"

"Good morning, Fang Xusheng!"

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The scholars present had different literary degrees. Except for a great scholar who just bowed, all the others bowed with great etiquette and were not careless at all.

"Good morning, everyone!" Fang Yun said with a smile and bowed in return, and then discovered a detail.

Whether it was a university scholar or a great scholar, they all had the ability to remain unstained by dust. No matter it was rain, snow, wind or frost, as long as they were close, they would quietly slide away. But here, the heavy snow fell wantonly on almost everyone's head, and when they bowed, the snow on their bodies fell down.

However, there were a few mixed-blood ice tribesmen who were different from everyone else, and the heavy snow naturally avoided them.

After these people finished their greetings, they shook the hoods behind them and put them on their heads.

Fang Yun then took out a mink coat that the Yan family had prepared long ago from the Swallowing Sea Shell and put it on, then put on the hat as well, walked down the stairs, stepped on the thick white snow, and made a crisp and pleasant sound.

The leading Yan family scholar smiled and said, "I am Yan Ningxiao, and I have heard of the great name of Fang Xusheng for a long time. Today, I have seen him and he is even more famous than I have heard."

"Old Yan has devoted himself to the Yan family and the human race, and Fang admires him very much!" Fang Yun said sincerely.

Yan Ningxiao smiled, and some scholars behind him looked dazed, as if they were sighing about something.

The great scholars stationed in the Shihan Ancient Land by the Sub-Sage Family only selected new great scholars, and once they entered the Shihan Ancient Land, they would self-proclaimed as literary courage, and their strength would never improve. Cultivating and governing the four realms had nothing to do with them.

For the sake of their family, these great scholars gave up the way of the saints and the future.

Not only Yan Ningxiao, but also some of the Yan family members here have made great sacrifices.

Because some of them have lived in the ancient land of Shihan for generations, and their ancestors are those people of the Yan family who have dedicated their lives to this place.

Of course, there are also some people who have been exiled here for committing serious crimes. Only by making great contributions can they move back to Shengyuan Continent, but the possibility of moving back is very small.

Yan Ningxiao said: "The Holy Temple is not a place to talk. Let's go back to the Ninth Hanjun Palace. Please!"

"Please!"

Fang Yun and everyone walked out of the Holy Temple and saw that the streets outside were covered with snow. There was no carriage with wheels. All of them were sleds. The wheels were replaced by tough flat plates, and the ones pulling the carts were snow deer covered with long white hair. Each snow deer was seven feet tall, one head taller than most people.

Yan Ningxiao smiled and took Fang Yun to the most luxurious sled cart. The car was big enough to accommodate more than ten people, but only the two of them sat down.

In addition to two rows of leather seats facing each other, the car also had a stove and teapot. Yan Ningshan boiled a pot of water and said with a smile: "Although you are here urgently, there is no need to be too anxious when you enter this place. According to the usual rules, Once the Star Gate is in turmoil, it may take at least a month or as long as half a year before the birth and death of the ancient earth begins. I think the outside world has told you in advance that this will take a few days. Tian Xian walked around to learn about Hancheng's customs and customs. I heard that you are interested in food and beautiful scenery. Someone will accompany you in three or four days. You can go out. However, the situation is not peaceful recently, and I am afraid that all ethnic groups may be there. Keep an eye on you. You are at most a hundred miles away from the city. No matter how far you are, if something goes wrong, our Yan family will be the sinners of the human race. "

Fang Yun nodded slightly and entered a new place, all he had to do was bring his ears.

Yan Ningxiao did not expect that Fang Yun would listen to the advice so much. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Next, I will take you to meet the current Ninth Lord Han. The former Lord Han has been buried in peace, and this generation of Lord Han is his successor. Son. However, we are all members of the Yan family, and he is no different from ordinary people. He is older than me, and according to the rules of the ancient land, everyone must address him as Your Majesty Han. I hope you can adapt to it."

Fang Yun nodded and said: "He is the elder after all, and the family has sacrificed so much for the Yan family and the human race. His status in the ancient land is equivalent to the king of a country. There is nothing wrong with calling him respectfully."

"The Ninth Han Lord is old after all, and the birth and death of the ancient land is about to come. Once the birth and death of the ancient land is over, I am afraid he will die soon, so if he loses his temper, please be more patient." Yan Ningxiao looked a little embarrassed. .

Fang Yun nodded for the third time and said nothing.

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