The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1220 The desert is as sandy as snow

Qiu Meng sighed softly and said: "Fellow literary friends from the Yasheng family, it would be great if you had known each other earlier. If I had known that Fang Xusheng had such a high status, how could I have made such a stupid choice. It’s just one thousand four hundred kilograms of dragon grain rice.”

Meng Jingye smiled and said: "You are not unlucky. If you knew that many people in Shengyuan Continent were tricked by him... Ahem, if you knew how many short-sighted people seek death, you would understand that you are actually very lucky. As for you guys The six of you, with Fang Xusheng's personal orders, can move to Shengyuan Continent at any time as long as you change your mind!"

After speaking, the members of the three great Yasheng families entered the dungeon one after another.

The remaining Xue Mang Gudi Grand Scholars stayed where they were, recalling Meng Jingye's previous words.

Wei Huangan, in particular, was stunned for a while, and said with a wry smile: "This great scholar has always been proud to be invited by the Holy Academy. Who knew you would be better off? Fang Xusheng just gave you a piece of paper and a word, and you would have the opportunity to move." To the Holy Yuan Continent.”

Tan Hemu sighed softly and said: "Although our ancestors fled to Xuemang and have hated the Holy Yuan Continent for generations, if they can choose, I think most scholars are still willing to return to the Holy Yuan Continent, even if it is a hundred times harder to advance to the literary position. Six of you, you will get You must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With Fang Xusheng's care, your status will be extraordinary."

The six of them held the Holy Page and the Order in their hands, bowing their heads in deep thought.

Wei Huangan said: "Let's go, let's enter the crime suppression prison together."

Everyone walked down the stairs one after another and disappeared at the entrance one by one.

With a flash of light, Fang Yun felt torn apart by a huge force, appeared in mid-air, and then stood firmly on the ground with his powerful reflexes.

In front of me is a dark red world.

Fang Yun looked around cautiously. He had known for a long time that the blood mist in the dungeon would be thicker, but who knew it would be so thick that the visibility was only a mere two hundred feet!

Two hundred feet means that even the ordinary Hanlin's swords and swords can arrive in one breath after reaching the highest speed. It means that the demon king can directly launch the magic attack. It also means that if the demon king consumes the power of the holy image and turns it into speed, he can It can be reached in two breaths. If you run normally with all your strength, you can arrive in ten breaths.

"Two hundred feet is too unfair to the human race..."

Fang Yun continued to observe. In addition to the blood mist, there were a row of cages on the left and right sides. The cages were similar to human prisons and were made of metal railings. The difference was that the iron railings were engraved with dragon characters, forming a powerful The force prevents the prisoners inside from escaping.

These cages exist independently. Only a few cages can be seen within two hundred feet. Each cage is fifty feet long and nearly fifty feet high. They are firmly cast on the ground.

Fang Yun stepped on the ground, took a closer look, and secretly cursed the Dragon Clan for being extravagant.

The floor of this dungeon is actually made of dragon blood rock. Dragon blood rock is a collection of extremely strong top-grade stones. After crushing them, special fetish metal is put in. Then real dragon blood is injected, and some dragon blood must be dripped in. The blood of the saint is refined into pieces of dragon blood rock.

The city tower at the main entrance of Liangjie Mountain is made of dragon blood rock and stretches for 500 feet. It was acquired by the saints from the ruins of Dragon City after many years.

This dungeon is made of dragon blood rock for dozens or even hundreds of miles. If it were placed on the Liangjie Mountain, it would be enough to cover the main city wall. Unless the saints attack the city, the city wall will never be damaged.

Fang Yun immediately took out the inkstone, dipped the ink of the scholar Wenbao Zhengqi pen into Mo Nu's ink, and wrote the all-war poem "Night Raid". He transformed into a general wearing armor and attacking the enemy camp at night, riding a war poem military horse. .

"Night Raid" was originally just a war poem about raising people. Even if it reaches the second level, it is only equivalent to a Jinshi war poem. It has become a shortcoming for Fang Yun now, and it cannot be compared with the war poem Longma of the Grand Scholar.

Fang Yun rode his war poem horse to the nearest cage.

The cage was square and square, with each railing one foot apart. Through the gaps in the railings, Fang Yun saw a dried corpse inside.

Fang Yun took a closer look and recognized that it was an ancient shark king. It was doing a terrible job. If it weren't for the protection of this cage, it would have been blown away long ago.

Fang Yun tried to reach into the gap between the railings, but encountered an invisible film and could not enter.

Looking at the cages and blood mist in front of him, Fang Yun outlined the general scene of the entire first floor. There should be hundreds or thousands of rows of cages. Each row of cages is more than two hundred feet apart, and the cages in the same row are separated by more than 200 feet. About fifty feet.

Then, Fang Yun's expression changed, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"After entering the dungeon, you will appear in different locations. If someone is moved to a cage, you can only consider yourself unlucky."

Fang Yun was just thinking when he suddenly heard a slight vibration on the side. He looked carefully, shook the reins, turned around and ran away.

"It's Fang Luck!"

"There can't be a dragon-eating vine here!"

"Xiong Tu said that even if he has the dragon talisman, he can only avoid the jailers here but cannot command them, let alone this fate!"

"Get him!"

"We can't let him escape!"

"Avenge my brother!"

Astonishingly, there were four bear demon kings, all subordinates of Xiong Tu of the Raging Ax Tribe.

The moment the four-headed demon king saw Fang Yun, they were frightened by the power of the dragon-eating vine and retreated at first, but they quickly reacted and pursued with all their strength.

Fang Yun secretly thought that it was terrible. If he encountered a bear demon king, he would not need to retreat. Instead, he could fight to test the gap. There might be a possibility of victory. But if he encountered two bear demon kings, he would have to avoid their sharp edges and stay away. , now there are four bear demon kings, and running away is the only option.

"Haha, this idiot, he has no university scholar, no war poem dragon horse, and his speed is too slow!"

"It will take at most thirty breaths to catch up with him!"

The four demon kings were seen running at a very fast speed, and the distance between the two sides was being rapidly shortened.

What Fang Yun was worried about finally happened.

Fang Yun took out the holy page, holding the university scholar's righteousness pen, and prepared to use the power of the holy page to turn the virtual into the real to form a blocking poem to stop the four demon kings, but a moment later, Fang Yun put away the holy page and wrote quickly with the righteousness pen.

The desert sand is like snow,

Yanshan moon is like a hook.

When will the golden brain be worn,

and walk quickly in the autumn.

While Fang Yun was writing, his eyes were hazy, as if he saw a scholar standing at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, looking at the crescent moon like a silver hook, the moonlight sprinkled down, making the desert look like snow with white light, and the scholar sighed, when can he ride a war horse, use a golden saddle, and gallop on the battlefield in autumn?

At this moment! Now!

The original treasure light emerged.

The first treasure light emerged.

The handed-down treasure light emerged.

The layers of light such as the inkstone, the tortoise inkstone, and the treasure pen overlapped, making the power of the whole poem increase several times.

The handed-down Hanlin galloping poem!

A warhorse wearing a golden saddle immediately appeared beside Fang Yun. The new black warhorse was much taller and stronger than the warhorse formed by "Night Raid". With the golden saddle, it was majestic and powerful.

There was a crescent mark on the forehead of this warhorse.

Fang Yun clearly sensed that the real speed of this batch of black golden armored warhorses far exceeded that of ordinary Hanlin warhorses, and was only slightly inferior to the warhorses of the university scholars. They could be called fake university scholars' war poems.

"It's the power of the Moon Emperor!"

Fang Yun was delighted. He didn't expect that this poem could actually be the power of the Moon Emperor and the Moon Phase Divine Stone.

Fang Yun immediately jumped on the new warhorse, and then found that a large area of ​​desert appeared behind the warhorse! .