The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1873 Under the Ice Palace Mountain

Fang Yun widened his eyes slightly as he watched the huge black shadow gradually become clearer.

Almost everyone looked at the behemoth in front of them in surprise, because this was the first time in three hundred years that the Ice Emperor Palace was shown to the world.

The majesty of the Ice Emperor Palace cannot be described in any language.

It was a spectacular building that reached straight into the sky, but in everyone's perception, it was not a building, but a world, as majestic as a mountain and as broad as the sea. The entire Ice Emperor Palace is composed of ice crystals reflecting colorful brilliance. At first glance, it looks like a diamond castle.

The roof of the Ice Emperor Palace is round, somewhat similar to the imperial crown of the Shihan King, and is somewhat similar to the human race's Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

Directly above the dome of the Ice Emperor Palace, there was a line of colorful light rising straight into the sky. The divine light rushed into the clouds and drilled out a dark hole.

The dark clouds over the Shihan ancient land seemed to be formed innately and never dispersed all year round. Even if all the tribes tried their best, they could not shake the dark clouds in the sky. However, the divine light actually dyed the dark clouds thousands of miles into layers of clouds, faintly The glow slowly falls like a colorful curtain, like smoke and fog, making this place seem to have become another world.

Thousands of miles of clouds are affected by the power of divine light, forming a huge vortex, and even drive the dark clouds thousands of miles away to slowly rotate, and finally form a large vortex with a radius of more than ten thousand miles.

The colorful cloud vortices inside are connected to the gray clouds outside, as if dividing the two worlds.

This dreamy palace like a diamond is obviously brand new, but it exudes an aura of desolation from the past, like a lonely old man. Even if he wears the most gorgeous clothes, there is no power to hide the traces of time in his eyes.

Fang Yun's eyes trembled slightly, and there was a slight uproar in his heart.

"It turns out that it was renamed Ice Emperor Palace..."

Fang Yun moved his eyes away from the spectacular Ice Emperor Palace and looked at the entrance of the Ice Emperor Palace.

Tens of millions of ice tribes or blood demon barbarians have already set up camp. The avenue leading to the main entrance, which can accommodate hundreds of people walking in parallel, is empty, and the two sides are covered with marching tents, densely packed as far as the eye can see.

Before the Hyokui Palace opens, 20 million people will live here.

Under the glow of the sky, this place is filled with peace, like a pure land free from worldly conflicts.

An instant later, one big demon king or demon king rose into the sky one after another. The ice kings were either wearing gorgeous human costumes, or only had a thick ring of fur around their waists to reveal their strong bodies, or they were carrying weapons on their backs. His hands and eyes looked empty, filled with heroic spirit.

Even if there is no external force, it seems to be the end of the vitality of heaven and earth, and no force can escape when it enters.

Different from the calm kings of the Ice Clan, those blood demon barbarians are murderous. If the Shihan Ancient Land had not banned fighting before the Ice Emperor Palace opened for generations, these blood demon barbarians would definitely rush over together.

Just over half a month ago, the Blood Demon Barbarian lost two entire demon kings!

There are only thirteen big demon kings in total among the blood demon barbarians in the two cities, and now, there are only eleven left.

The originally peaceful atmosphere became tense, and many people felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. However, Fang Yun did not change his expression. He slowly scanned all the demon kings and great demon kings of the Blood Demon Barbarian and Ice Clan, recording every face and breath in his mind. heart.

Fang Yun felt that more than 90% of the kings were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, smiled lightly, and slowly descended into the sky.

Over the long line of human beings, white clouds descended one after another. The bachelors and scholars landed on the ground and began to prepare for the next camp.

Fang Yun sent a message to the six great scholars, saying that he was going to search for the ancients in Binggong Mountain, and would return in an hour at most, and would no longer hold any official position, because he had more important things to do, which were related to the fight for the throne of Lord Han.

The six great scholars immediately agreed, but did not allow Fang Yun to go alone.

A quarter of an hour later, the scholar Yan Ningxiao and four bachelors accompanied Fang Yun, returning the same way and arriving at Binggong Mountain.

Fang Yun entered the passage due east of Binggong Mountain, which was also the road they had walked before. This time they no longer just watched, but stretched out their hands to touch.

The moment Fang Yun's fingers touched the carvings on the mountain wall, the carvings emitted a faint golden color.

In the eyes of those great scholars and scholars, Binggong Mountain remained the same as before, and there was nothing special about the carvings on the mountain wall.

Scores of golden rays of light flew up from the mountain wall, like grotesque golden chopsticks, flying into Fang Yun's Wen Palace.

Originally, the complete inheritance of ancient demons could only be completed between people of the same bloodline. The inheritance of ancient demons of different bloodlines would become fragmented. Fang Yun had to mobilize all his power to obtain more inheritances.

However, the inheritance obtained in this way does not have any power inheritance, only event inheritance.

Countless golden light marks gathered in Fang Yun's Wen Palace, constantly colliding and combining. Some light marks merged into one, gradually forming meaningful points, lines, and surfaces, and finally formed a complete picture.

However, more light marks were consumed in the collision, turning into dots of light falling on the ground of Wen Palace and being absorbed by Wen Palace.

Wen Gong Panlong, who had been sleeping, moved slightly, seeming a little restless, but stabilized after a quarter of an hour.

Whenever light chips with light marks fall on the ground, Wen Gong will shake slightly.

Whenever the light marks condensed into a complete picture, Wen Gong would be shocked.

When Wen Gong is shaken, everything in Wen Gong will change accordingly.

At the foot of the Ice Palace Mountain, heavy snow was flying. Fang Yun held the wall with his right hand, lowered his head, and his body was shaking like a sieve. The talents of the Grand Secretary and Wen Xinglongjue seemed to have no effect, and a lot of sweat came out of his body.

Fang Yun's chest and back were damp, and his clothes were tightly attached to his body.

Yan Ningxiao and the four Grand Secretaries showed anxious expressions. They wanted to help Fang Yun, but they didn't know how to help. They were afraid that he was in danger and wanted to interrupt him, but they were also afraid that he was at a critical moment and couldn't stop him casually.

The five of them could only surround Fang Yun from different directions, looking around vigilantly to prevent anyone from disturbing him.

"What's wrong with the human race's virtual saint?" A voice came from one side of the road.

The five people looked at the man who spoke the demon language together.

He was a typical Ice Clan man, two heads taller than an ordinary young man, his arms were thicker than the legs of a middle-aged human man, and his body was covered with long white hair ranging from three inches to one foot, even his face was covered with hair.

His eyes were bluer than those of ordinary people of the Ice Clan, like a pair of dazzling sapphires. Unlike those dull and indifferent people of the Ice Clan, he had a smile on his lips.

The moment they saw him, the five people of the human race were as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Bingtong, what do you want to do! If you dare to act rashly, even if we go to war with the Ice Clan, I will kill you on the spot!" Yan Ningxiao looked directly at Bingtong, and the wind blew around him, and his beard and hair fluttered.

Bingtong laughed and said, "I, Bingtong, am a genius known as the son of the Ice Emperor. How could I sneak attack the human race's Xusheng? I was just curious, so I followed to see. It would be better if I didn't look. I was scared when I saw it. You think this Ice Palace Mountain is just a little strange, but in the legend of my Ice Clan, this Ice Palace Mountain is actually a barrier to protect the Ice Emperor Palace. The marks on it are the inheritance left by our Ice Clan ancestors! Unexpectedly, Fang Xusheng seems to be accepting the inheritance."

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