The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1141 Dragon Pattern Rice Porridge

Fang Yun not only pointed out the origin of Hanhu Bei, but also pointed out that a bachelor was waiting for him.

There is no basis for this statement directly, but combined with the terrible wounds caused by the True Dragon Ancient Sword, it is extremely convincing.

Yun He said: "Can you take out the bodies of my son and... and others?"

Fang Yun nodded and took out twelve corpses from the Hanhu shells, each of which was a headless corpse.

"It must have been done by the bear demon. These beasts like to smash the heads of human beings!" Yun Hu finally became angry when he saw the horrific corpses.

Yun He walked to Yun Jie's body and helped up her son's body. She was choked and speechless. She burst into tears and instantly became ten years older.

Fang Yun stood up and looked at Yun He.

After a while, Yun Hu suddenly said: "Nephew Yun Fang, can you recognize these people? I can't recognize them all."

Fang Yun had the baggage of these people. These people had books, seals, etc. that they carried with them. They could all identify their identities. He had already deduced them on the road, so he pointed them out one by one.

After Fang Yun finished speaking, Yun Hu nodded and stopped talking.

Yun He picked up Yun Jie's body, sighed, and said: "Third brother, there is no need to doubt. The wounds on these corpses and the wounds on the three-headed bear demon commander should have appeared within six hours. Not only did Yun Fang The most important thing about naming these people is that he took the initiative to deliver the dragon-marked rice field even though he could have it all for himself, which shows that I read it right, and that I only recruited him because of his benevolence and righteousness. "

Yun Hu immediately lowered his head and said, "I also feel that Yun Fang is a loyal and honest person, and I will never be suspicious in the future."

Yun He gritted her teeth and said, "After Yun Jie was buried with dignity, the entire Yun family set out to dig up the dragon-patterned rice field. All the bear demons they met on the road were killed and chopped into pieces to commemorate my son's spirit in heaven! After getting the dragon-patterned rice field, , part of the blood jade is used to hire the city lord’s army, and at least a tribe of more than five thousand demon bears must be slaughtered to relieve the hatred in my heart!”

"Yes, brother!" After Yun Hu finished speaking, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yun He said to Fang Yun again: "My nephew, when the time comes, you will also go with us. Whether it is dragon grain rice or blood jade, you will get half of it. This is what you deserve! Although the Holy Land of Blood Light does not follow the rules for outsiders, , but you are also a member of the Yun family, it is yours, no one else can touch you!"

"Thank you uncle."

Yun He said: "I will arrange for someone to stay here right now. Well, just stay in Yun Jie's original room. If his spirit in heaven knows about it, he will definitely like this decision."

"That's good." Fang Yun sighed secretly in his heart. Although the Blood Mang Ancient Land hates the people of Shengyuan Continent, and even people in different cities are not friendly, there is a lot of cohesion within the same clan, and the same clan is not allowed to kill each other. It's an iron rule.

Later, Fang Yun put away his literary talents and, under the leadership of a maid, entered Yun Jie's courtyard to stay.

There were frequent wars in the ancient land of Xue Mang, so the funeral was kept simple. Fang Yun quickly got the news and buried Yun Jie the day after tomorrow.

Fang Yun stayed at the Yun family for a day, and the next day he started wandering around the city to learn about everything in the city. Then he exchanged part of the bear ears for military merit, and exchanged the military merit for twenty grains of dragon-grained rice.

There are many ways to eat dragon grain rice in the ancient land of blood mango, just to absorb the power of dragon grain rice to the maximum extent.

Fang Yun used the most common method, cooking.

Back at Yun's house, Fang Yun asked his servants to bring a stove and a rice pot, then took out a grain of dragon-grained rice and put it in his hand to watch.

The dragon grain rice is one inch long and not light.

The body of dragon grain rice is clear jade color, like a work of art. On the surface of the dragon grain rice, there are light golden lines.

Fang Yun put the dragon grain rice to the tip of his nose and smelled it, but there was no smell.

Afterwards, Fang Yun followed the ordinary method of Longwen rice, put it into cold water and started cooking it.

Fang Yun continued to add firewood, and after cooking for two hours, he opened the lid of the pot. A strange aroma gushes out from the pot and instantly spreads throughout the small courtyard, refreshing the heart and mind, as if it can cleanse the soul.

Fang Yun looked into the pot. A large pot of water finally boiled into a bowl, and the dragon grain rice completely melted into the soup. At first glance, this bowl of soup looked no different from rice soup.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the steam coming out of the bowl of rice soup condenses into a small dragon one foot long.

The heat below continues to condense on the dragon, while the heat above the dragon continues to dissipate.

Fang Yun poured the dragon grain rice into the bowl and took a small bite.

The rice soup is slightly sweet, as if forming a thin film hanging in the mouth, and the taste is extremely unique.

Fang Yun swallowed the rice soup and immediately felt a heat flow directly into his stomach. In the blink of an eye, the heat in his stomach flowed to his whole body, making every limb and body feel uncomfortable.

"Huh..." Fang Yun let out a soft sigh of admiration, his face full of joy.

Just as Fang Yun was about to take a second sip, the hot flow actually entered the Wen Palace!

Next, not only was the body feeling comfortable, but also the spirit was feeling like dying.

When the strange feeling disappeared, Fang Yun secretly reminded himself that he must not indulge in the strange pleasure, otherwise it would be like taking drugs.

Afterwards, Fang Yun drank the dragon pattern rice soup in one mouthful.

After drinking it, Fang Yun felt energetic all over his body, and even wanted to find a way to relieve the fire.

Fang Yun thought about it for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of ​​​​love, read seriously, and get rid of distracting thoughts.

Even in the ancient land of Blood Mango, Fang Yun was still the same as before, sleeping only one hour a day.

On the third day after arriving at the Ancient Land of Blood Mang, Fang Yun got up early. When he opened his eyes, his expression was extremely nervous, and then he quickly sat up and carefully sensed the changes in his body and mind.

"It's strange. It is said that after the third day after entering the Blood Mang Ancient Land, outsiders will become unconscious, occasionally confused, and in severe cases, their temperament will change drastically. But why don't I feel like I want to change?"

Fang Yun was puzzled, and then entered the Wen Palace and was even more surprised.

Because it is said that the Blood Mang Ancient Land contains the power of the curse caused by the fall of the ancestor emperor, and is related to the Dragon-Slaying Sword. After entering for more than two days, a faint blood mist will appear in Lian Wen Palace, weakening all power, including life span.

The Wen Palace is filled with Wenqu starlight, and there is no blood mist.

In the ancient land of Blood Mang, blood mist is everywhere. Even the university scholar Wen Gong cannot drive it away and can only dilute it with dragon grain rice.

Fang Yun suspected that the fragments of Wenquxing helped him get rid of the blood mist, but found that the blood mist had no tendency to enter Wen Palace and turned a blind eye to him.

"Weird!"

Fang Yun became more and more confused. Not to mention the people coming in from the outside world, even those who had inherited the ancient blood mang land for hundreds of years had already developed a certain resistance to the ancient blood mang land. The blood mist would inevitably invade Wen Palace.

But now, the blood mist outside cannot come in.

"I should be the first scholar who wants to introduce blood mist into Wen Palace."

Fang Yun suddenly felt helpless. What happened to him was so strange. After thinking about it, he could only attribute it to the dragon grain rice he ate yesterday.

"I can stay here for thirty days and take one pill every day. I don't know if there will be uncontrollable changes."

Fang Yun didn't think any more and quickly got up to prepare for Yun Jie's funeral today.

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