The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2895 The return of the treasure

The ancestors left, and the world returned to its original dark color.

The Great Wilderness Canglong slowly turned its head to look at Fang Yun. Its eyes were originally emotionless, but at this moment, Fang Yun could feel its anger.

Most of his neck has disappeared, the scales in many places are completely missing, and many treasures on his body are scattered.

The Great Desolate Blue Dragon seemed to be very reluctant to part with the Strongest Star, but after taking a look at the White Demon of Night surrounding the Hundred-winged Turtle Dragon, he turned around and left.

There seemed to be a long sigh between heaven and earth.

Fang Yun looked at the Youye White Demons outside. They still refused to give up and stared at the strongest star.

However, they are also extremely afraid of the beliefs of all sentient beings around Fang Yun.

"What now?"

The voice of the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon sounded in the ancestral palace.

Fang Yun said: "Your Majesty Diyuan, if my prediction is correct, the ancestors will chase the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon all the way to the Taichu Tree, right?"

"Yes." Di Yuan said.

"Then shall we pursue him or return to the imperial land?" Fang Yun asked.

"This..." Di Yuan glanced at the strongest divine star in Fang Yun's hand, then at the broken Hundred-winged Turtle Dragon and Youye White Demon, and for a moment he couldn't make up his mind.

Fang Yun didn't expect that the dignified Saint Ancestor would be so inconsistent in doing things, but then he realized that it was external interference that affected Di Yuan's judgment. Whether it was the strongest god star, the Youye White Demon, or the people in this battle, they had all It is beyond the prediction of ordinary saint ancestors.

Fang Yun immediately started an extended deduction. Soon, his eyes lit up and a flash of excitement flashed across his face. Then he suppressed his excitement and said calmly: "This time the Saint Ancestors will definitely win a great victory in hunting down the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon. We will follow them along the way and we will surely see them return victoriously.”

"That's right. Baiyi, follow the ancestors." Di Yuan said.

The Hundred-winged Turtle Dragon did not respond and flew rapidly in the direction where the ancestors were chasing the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon.

A large number of Youye White Demons are still clinging to the body of the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon, as if they have become the wings of the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon, fluttering like soft dough.

The Taichu tribes who occasionally passed by saw this scene, and they were all frightened to death. They fled desperately and tried their best to send messages to the tribe, completely staying away from the Imperial Clan and the Hundred-winged Turtle Dragon.

After a while, the Hundred-winged Turtle Dragon said with a cry: "Teacher, Emperor Yuan, can you help me think of a way to make the Youye White Demon leave?"

Only then did Fang Yun realize that the Hundred-winged Turtle Dragon was always on tenterhooks along the way, as would anyone who was stuck to these monsters and couldn't get rid of them.

So scary!

Di Yuan looked at Fang Yun with a questioning look.

Fang Yun said helplessly: "Don't ask me, this is the first time I've encountered this kind of thing. These White Night Demons have no big hatred against me. I've already killed one, and if I kill another one, it might cause some unpredictable change." "It's night now. Will they disappear naturally during the day?"

Di Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, as long as the night passes, the Youye White Demon will disappear naturally. Baiyi, please bear with it for a while."

While Di Yuan was speaking, Fang Yun stretched out his left hand. Before his spiritual thoughts could move, the pale stone transformed by the death of Youye White Demon flew into Fang Yun's hand.

Fang Yun was stunned. He didn't expect that he could capture objects from a distance without consuming any power. This was a method only available to half-saints.

Fang Yun groped for the Pale Stone, very curious.

Di Yuan couldn't help but said: "You are of low strength, why not use this stone in exchange for treasures. The Imperial Clan has been rising for many years, and they have never seen the death of the Youye White Demon, let alone such a thing. It may be an unexpected rare treasure. "

"Try it." Fang Yun handed the Pale Stone to Di Yuan.

Di Yuan reached out and took it. At the moment of contact, the entire hand suddenly disappeared and turned into a large amount of white steam erupting. Then the steam turned into thin lines, all of which were absorbed by the pale hand.

Moreover, Di Yuan's severed hand was still slowly vaporizing, so she quickly cut off the wrist before returning to normal.

A large amount of holy power was seen gathered in Diyuan's severed hand. Instead of the normal rapid flesh and blood regeneration, it was recovering at a normal growth rate. It seemed that it would take at least a year to grow a new right hand.

Di Yuan looked solemn and said: "This is very similar to what it looks like after being swallowed by the Youye White Demon. You see, the Hundred-winged Turtle Dragon is the same. His wounds cannot be regenerated. They can only grow back slowly after many years, as if they need to He grew up naturally since he was a child. The White Demon of Youye devours not only flesh and blood, but also strength and time."

Fang Yun picked up the pale stone, weighed it and said, "It seems this thing is not suitable for you. I don't know how to use it for the time being."

"When the ancestors come back, ask Di and Grandpa to deduce, maybe they can help you. If it doesn't work, ask Qingzhu Nu for help. She is in trouble this time and she dare not not help us." Di Yuan said.

"Okay." Fang Yun instinctively took the Pale Stone back to the Wen Palace, and then was stunned for a moment, this thing could actually enter the Wen Palace! This means that it is very likely that he will directly bring it back to future generations.

Fang Yun immediately tried to ask Wen Gong to accept the strongest star, but the strongest star remained motionless.

"really……"

After a long flight, Fang Yun finally saw twenty rays of light approaching in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, those rays of light fell into the tribe and appeared at the door of the ancestral palace.

The ancestors looked at Fang Yun with tired eyes, but full of praise.

However, Fang Yun only glanced at them and then looked away. These Ancestral Emperors had just experienced a battle. The Holy Path surged around them, and the light was shining brightly. The Holy Path was running rapidly in their eyes. Fang Yun's head was roaring after just one look. Can't read more.

Twenty Saint Ancestors were seen walking into the ancestral hall one after another. When Di Ting passed by, he looked at Fang Yun and said with a smile: "Thanks to you, we killed three more Taichu World-Destroying Dragons. Unfortunately, the World-Destroying Emperor Dragon and the remaining There is nothing we can do to escape back to the Taichu Tree. However, the World Destroying Dragon King is too seriously injured, and it seems that the Great Wild Canglong is targeting it."

Fang Yun lowered his head slightly and endured the discomfort caused by the deafening sound. His hair and skin were trembling, as if there were sound waves rolling repeatedly. It was really troublesome to communicate with the Holy Ancestor.

There is still endless void in the ancestral palace, but there are twenty-one more thrones, distributed in a circle.

Twenty-one saints returned to their thrones.

Fang Yun stood in front of the door.

Di Ji sat in the deepest part facing the gate and took a deep look at Fang Yun. He almost knocked Fang Yun unconscious before he withdrew his gaze and glanced at the other emperor ancestors.

"This battle is an unprecedented victory for our imperial clan!"

"back!"

All the Saint Ancestors followed the way of the original period of the Imperial Clan, beating their chests with both fists and saying "hou" in their mouths to boost their morale.

I saw that the holy way was raging in the ancestral hall, with great power and power, almost approaching the vacuum of chaos.

Then, Fang Yun was knocked unconscious by the mighty power of the Holy Way scattered by the ancestors.

The light shines outside the ancestral hall, and luck comes after recovery.

Fang Yun opened his eyes and found that there was a faint green light on his body, and realized that this was Di He helping him.

Fang Yun grimaced and looked helplessly at the twenty-one saint ancestors in front of him.

Those saint ancestors looked at Fang Yun and said nothing. Fang Yun said: "Saint ancestors, can you please save your life for me?"

The saint ancestors slowly turned their heads, not knowing whether they agreed or disagreed or didn't care.

Fang Yun thought to himself that he was about to become autistic after being tortured by these saint ancestors!