The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1207 Dragon Roar of Ten Thousand Worlds, Talented and Clear Voice

"There won't be any valuables there, but there should be a lot of small things that Wei Huang'an and Mo Yao don't like." Fang Yun said.

"Oh? Are you sure?" Lian Pingchao asked.

"The third hall is similar to a reception area, where prisoners will be held. When the Sin Palace makes a decision, they will be sent to the Sin Prison underground. There can't be any treasures in that place." Fang Yun said.

"I see."

"There's no need to talk about the side hall. We need to enter the back hall as soon as possible, and then enter the Sin Prison as soon as possible. However, we need to take a closer look at this 'small' garden between the front hall and the back hall."

Fang Yun looked around. For the Sin Palace, which is 100 miles in radius, the garden between the front hall and the back hall is very small, accounting for only about one percent, but for the human race, it is a large botanical garden that is more than 20 miles long and one mile wide.

In this garden, there are thousand-foot-high rockery, flower beds that look like primitive forests, and pools that look like small lakes. Readers standing here feel like they have entered a giant kingdom.

"There is no one else. We are the first to arrive. This place belongs to us!" Lian Pingchao was excited.

"Well, you can look for it on the grass. Maybe these grasses are a little extraordinary. Selling them to farmers can exchange for some cultural treasures. As for the rockery, pond and flower bed, you four don't think too much." Fang Yun said.

Lian Pingchao was stunned and asked with a dark face: "Like you said before, the flower beds and other places are surrounded by dragon power undercurrents?"

"Let's go to the nearest flower bed first, and we will know once we get there."

Fang Yun said, riding down the huge steps. At the moment when Zhan Shilongma stepped on the grass, the whole space suddenly changed strangely. Then, the skin of the statues on the walls everywhere began to fall off. Thousands of statues glowed red in their eyes, broke free from the walls, and rushed towards Fang Yun.

Thousands of statues stepped on the ground, making loud bangs, and the sound was terrifying.

"It's the war statue! Back off!" Yun Zhaochen roared.

Fang Yun instinctively retreated and left the grassland. The huge war statues as high as eight stories stopped immediately, then returned to their original positions and turned into wall sculptures.

"It turns out that we can't step into the grassland." Ye Fangge said.

Fang Yun said: "These war statues are probably at the level of demon kings, but they are more flexible. I wonder if you have noticed it?"

"I realized it. They are indeed very flexible. There is no doubt that one can beat two or three ordinary war statues." Yun Zhaochen said.

"That's good. When the people behind come, we will join forces to break into the garden. As for whether there is a dragon power undercurrent here, and whether there are treasures in those pools and flower beds, it doesn't matter." Lian Pingchao smiled.

Yun Zhaochen and the other six university scholars looked helpless. Fang Yun had said before that the Holy Page Edict could avoid the dragon power undercurrent, but Lian Pingchao was right. It didn't matter whether there was a Holy Page Edict now.

Fang Yun looked around and let the war poem dragon horse step onto the grassland again.

Thousands of war statues rushed over again.

"Are you crazy?" Yun Zhaochen hurriedly launched the Wentai into the air to stop the invading war statues. Other university scholars also hurriedly prepared for battle.

Among the four people who did not have the Holy Page Edict, Qiu Meng and Tan Hemu quickly took action, while Lian Pingchao and Qu An slowly took out the Wenbao Pen, not wanting to go all out at all.

Fang Yun remained calm, stretched out his right hand, and pointed his index finger forward.

"Swish!"

A grand and deep voice came out of Fang Yun's mouth. This sound was very strange. After Fang Yun finished speaking, there were dragon roars from all directions, like thousands of dragons worshiping, extremely chaotic, and lingering for a long time.

The university scholars present only felt a roar in their ears, the world was about to be in chaos, and an inexplicable fear rose in their hearts.

That voice seemed to have the power to rule all the worlds!

Those war statues were obviously red-eyed and murderous, but after this voice appeared, all the war statues immediately half-knelt on the ground, bowed deeply to Fang Yun, and finally stood up and returned to their original places.

All ten university scholars were stunned, and it took them a long time to react.

"How did you do this?" Lian Pingchao was the most anxious. This was the power that could stop the war statue. If you mastered this power, entering the ruins of Dragon City would be like walking in your own yard!

"You are really amazing, unbelievable! Unbelievable!" Sun Zhanfan was stunned.

"So you really have a deep relationship with the dragon clan!"

"The voice of the Hanlin is clearer than the dragon and the phoenix, and one person suppresses the ancient land of Xuemang!" Ye Fangge sighed.

Liu Yuan was surprised and said, "Is this the legendary Dragon Roar of All Worlds? The power that is on par with the Ancient Monster's Cry and the Monster's Holy Howl is a power that only the race that becomes the Lord of All Worlds can have the opportunity to master?"

"What? There is such a power?"

Yun Zhaochen said, "This power is indeed recorded in ancient books. It is said that in Shengyuan Continent, King Wen of Zhou and Confucius both obtained similar power, called 'Talent and Clear Sound', but they cannot be used outside Shengyuan Continent. A great scholar once said that if the human race can become the Lord of All Worlds, then a few human races may be able to master Talent and Clear Sound."

Fang Yun smiled and said, "I am still a long way from using the 'Dragon Roar of All Worlds', and now the Lord of All Worlds is the Monster, and the power of the Monster's Holy Howl is truly powerful. The power of the Dragon Roar of All Worlds is only one-tenth of its peak. This is just an order from the Dragon Clan. To explain it in the way of the human race, this is the voice of the head of the thousand dragons."

"The head of the thousand dragons..."

The ten university scholars looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes.

Although there were many dragons in ancient times, they were not as numerous as the human race. They were still the smallest among all races. Now, the total number of real dragons and ordinary dragons in the Four Seas Dragon Palace does not exceed 400.

Lian Pingchao's expression became more solemn, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fang Yun said: "Okay, as long as I am still here, all the war statues will not attack you. Let's go to the nearest flower bed first. Follow me. You can't feel the undercurrent of dragon power. Be careful. Strangulate." Fang Yun said, shaking the reins and rushing forward.

Ten bachelors followed cautiously, like Meng Tong about to enter the examination room, looking at the war statues from time to time, and occasionally at the flower bed, for fear of being killed by the undercurrent of dragon power.

Although the undercurrent of dragon power is not common, it has appeared in the ancient land of blood mang. Back then, a great demon king appeared in the Angry Ax tribe, trying to conquer the ancient land of blood mang. In the end, he was killed by the undercurrent of dragon power in search of treasures.

After a while, Fang Yun stopped ten feet away from the flower bed, pointed at the flower bed, and said: "The entire flower bed is surrounded by a layer of dragon power undercurrent one foot thick, you see."

As Fang Yun spoke, he took out a ten-tael silver ingot from Yinjiang Bei and threw it forward with all his strength.

After flying several feet, the silver ingot shrank while flying. The surface of the silver ingot seemed to be gradually erased by an extremely powerful force. After flying a few feet, the entire silver ingot completely disappeared.

There was silence nearby. Everyone would rather watch the silver ingot disappear or turn into powder than see this scene. This process of being gradually erased silently is really heart-wrenching.

"I would rather go through mountains of swords and seas of fire than the undercurrent of dragon power." Qiu Meng said.

"I don't want to either." Sun Zhanfan said.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "As long as there is a Holy Page Edict, the undercurrent of dragon power cannot hurt you. Whether there is a Holy Page Edict or not is very important."

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