The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3165: Vitality Space

In the dark torrent, countless corpses rose like a silver torrent.

Fang Yun felt like a leaf being swept into a waterfall, unable to control himself and falling continuously.

Even though he was comparable to the Great Sage, Fang Yun was drowsy and confused at this moment, unable to control his thoughts, let alone his body.

After an unknown period of time, with a bang, Fang Yun finally had a clear feeling and hurriedly tried to open his eyes.

Fang Yun felt as if he was controlled by the nightmare of the god of sleep, and his upper and lower eyelids seemed to be completely welded. He used up all his life's strength to slowly open his eyes.

More tired than lifting the entire world.

"Hu..."

Like a drowning person stepping on the riverbed and desperately climbing onto the riverbank, Fang Yun exhaled a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

At first, there was darkness in front of him, followed by a little white light, and then the white light condensed together and had color.

Fang Yun instinctively blinked and finally regained his vision.

However, even if he regained his vision, he could only see everything within a thousand feet.

Fang Yun is now transformed into a thousand-foot-long blue dragon, which means that when Fang Yun turns his head, he can hardly see his tail.

This means that, in proportion, the distance that the ten-thousand-foot-long beast can see when it comes here is only about one foot away from itself, like an ordinary person. If you stretch your arm straight, you can barely see your elbow. If you go further, your wrist and fingers are all hidden in a light gray airflow.

"Cough cough cough..."

Fang Yun coughed violently, and then he was surprised to see that he coughed out a dark black airflow.

"Am I poisoned?"

The next moment, Fang Yun's eyes were surrounded by holy power, and holy thoughts surged. He checked himself and found that all his strength was black.

Fang Yun first analyzed the black mist spewing out of his mouth, and was shocked to find that it was not a highly toxic airflow, but the airflow he exhaled normally.

In Fang Yun's eyes, although the airflow he exhaled contained various waste gases and negative forces discharged from the body, it also had some holy energy and positive power. The power contained in this breath was equivalent to the full body strength of a Hanlin.

Although if this breath is used to attack, under the impetus of the Saint Way, the damage caused is actually better than that of a great scholar.

As a semi-saint, Fang Yun, like all the saints, has a kind of pride in his heart, that is, even the waste gas he exhales has a powerful force that can feed back to the world.

But now, Fang Yun realized that the waste gas he exhaled is worthless.

Fang Yun kept breathing, and black waste gas continued to be emitted, and even gradually condensed into a black cloud in the outside world.

Fang Yun frowned, instinctively full of disgust and vigilance towards this black gas.

These black gases seemed to be the dirtiest part of themselves, and also represented their most fragile strength.

After a moment, Fang Yun woke up, looked around suddenly, then closed his mouth, inhaled hard, and then bulged his abdomen when inhaling, and contracted his abdomen when exhaling, trying his best to force out the turbid air in his body.

Fang Yun clearly sensed that in the air he inhaled, in addition to the heaven and earth aura that was ten thousand times richer than the myriad worlds, there were also wisps of indescribable power. This power was so pure that it seemed to be the most original clarity between heaven and earth, and it was also like the most real chaos after the destruction of all things.

Let alone analysis, Fang Yun couldn't even observe that kind of power. He just had a vague feeling in the dark, as if he could never clearly find out what that power was.

It's like everyone smiles, but they can't describe "happiness" accurately and directly, and can only show happiness from the side.

Fang Yun walked while breathing, instinctively staying away from the turbid air he exhaled, and at the same time absorbing a large amount of heaven and earth aura from the outside world.

In the ancient times, Fang Yun absorbed powerful heaven and earth aura, even in solid form, but the heaven and earth aura here was richer than that of the ancient Kunlun, but it was in a strange form, neither solid nor liquid, like a higher level.

After a few breaths, Fang Yun suddenly realized.

The space here is composed of strange heaven and earth aura!

In other words, the heaven and earth energy here is no longer in its usual form, but constitutes a space-like existence.

The most basic thing here is the heaven and earth energy.

"Why have I never heard of such a place?"

Fang Yun's heart was full of doubts. He used all his strength to stimulate the holy thoughts and searched in the strange book world. There was no record of such a place.

"Is this the origin of the corpse?"

Fang Yun looked around. All directions and the sky were shrouded in gray mist. However, Fang Yun knew that it was not mist, but the special structure of the space here. He was not strong enough to comprehend the holy way of this strange world, so he could only see so far.

Fang Yun looked down at the ground and was stunned. Then he stepped on the ground desperately and even used the holy power.

The power of the Great Sage's body plus the holy power of Wenqu did not have any effect on the ground. There was no dust or sand splashing, no shaking, and no collapse. It was like a mosquito could not affect the wall of Liangjie Mountain no matter how crazy it was.

"This... am I inside a supreme treasure or an ancient treasure?"

Fang Yun made the best guess according to his own experience. This kind of natural land cannot exist in the Ten Thousand Worlds.

However, Fang Yun also had a feeling that the ground here was real ancestral material and had not been refined.

This kind of land could no longer be described as metal or land. It was simply a part of a holy ancestral treasure mixed with various ancestral materials. Otherwise, it would not be so hard and powerful.

A trace of greed flashed in Fang Yun's heart, but then he shook his head helplessly. He really didn't have the strength to dig out the things here.

Before entering the Kunlun Ancient World, Fang Yun had been collecting the Dragon-Slaying Platform. He originally had the Dragon-Suppressing Seat and a fragment of the Dragon-Slaying Knife. He got the Dragon Prisoning Rope from the Kong family and the second fragment in Dragon City, but they are still missing. Two fragments of the dragon-slaying knife.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword is his most powerful force at present, and its destructive power is hundreds of millions of times greater than that of the True Dragon Holy Sword. But even so, he cannot dig out the ancestral materials here.

At least the complete Dragon-Slaying Sword must be assembled before it can cause damage here.

But the problem is that digging for ancestral materials in such a mysterious and powerful place is the stupidest behavior.

Fang Yun was careful not to make any dangerous moves except to absorb a large amount of the energy of heaven and earth here, for fear of alarming the possible supreme existence.

Fang Yun recovered his body and walked slowly. He didn't sense any dangerous aura. He breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes moved and the literary world opened up.

The literary world began to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth from the outside world!

A strange scene appeared. The vitality of heaven and earth here was actually distinct from the power of the literary world. After entering the literary world, it condensed into a cloud.

It looks like a cloud, but in fact, it is a space of its own!

It can even be said that it has eliminated the original space of the literary world and created a new space in the literary world, a new literary world!

Fang Yun hurriedly stopped absorbing and studied it carefully.

In the literary world, the holy thoughts are everywhere, the holy paths are flying around, and all kinds of treasures and holy books of the human race are pouring out, and Fang uses all kinds of methods to analyze them.

No results at all.