The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3186 Ancient Legacy

Kunlun Ancient World, Ninety-Nine Sacred Mountains.

A long snake with a rotting body lay in a huge cave at the top of the sacred mountain. The entire cave was even bigger than a star.

This terrifying giant snake is tens of thousands of kilometers away, its body is slowly decaying, its bones are covered with carrion, and a strong poisonous gas is overflowing.

The two wings of the poisonous snake had completely turned into withered bones and were hanging on the ground.

There were ninety-nine heads on the top of the poisonous snake's head, but ninety-seven of them had turned into pale bones.

The skin on a head is peeling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if being torn off bit by bit by invisible forces. There is no life left in this head.

Only one head was intact, but it was so shriveled that it looked like dried bacon.

Even so, the ancestral power around this giant snake is layered upon layers, and it is fierce and majestic.

In front of this holy ancestor, there are densely packed wings of flying snake saints. This ancient extremely ferocious group has been hiding its power and biding its time in the ancient world of Kunlun for nearly a million years.

And between the Holy Ancestor and the saints, there is a Fang Yun condensed with the Holy Thought, which is slowly spinning in place.

"Sure enough, it's him..."

The last head of the Holy Ancestor slowly opened its feeble eyelids, revealing giant gray eyes filled with deathly energy.

There were complex expressions in his giant eyes, including anger, helplessness, sadness, confusion, regret, and fear.

The body of the Ninety-nine Saint Ancestor trembled slightly, and large pieces of rotten flesh fell. To the saints, it looked like a landslide, and it roared to the ground.

"Ancestor, are you really sure it's him? He was just an emperor back then. Nearly a million years later, he has only become a great sage. This is unreasonable. Except for the ancestor, no one can live for such a long time." A peak great sage He said respectfully.

A look of exhaustion appeared in the eyes of the Ninety-Nine Saint Ancestor, and he said slowly: "You don't understand, and I didn't understand in the past. It wasn't until he saw the world that I suddenly realized that he was using the tributaries of the ancient galaxy to return to the ancient times. , and returned safely."

"Traveling through the ancient times, traveling across millions of years, this... is too unbelievable." said the pinnacle great sage.

The Ninety-nine Songs Saint Ancestor sighed: "None of this is important anymore. What is important is that only he can allow our clan to leave the ancient world of Kunlun."

The Ninety-nine Saint Ancestor moved slightly, and the entire sacred mountain was immediately covered with dense ancestral symbols and patterns.

The faces of the saints below showed sadness. Over the years, their entire clan had tried their best to eliminate the seal, but it turned out that there was a more powerful hidden seal. Coincidentally, the Zhenfeng appeared just after Fang Yunzhao saw Wanjie.

Some saints who are good at deduction even vaguely guessed something.

"Ancestor, how should we act?"

"well……"

The ninety-nine saints sighed longly, and all the saints lowered their heads.

"Do you still need me to tell you? Go to the Royal Mountain, go to the core of the ancient world, and help him when he needs it. If we can get his understanding, our clan can be freed from the suppression."

"But……"

"There is nothing to be ashamed of. When I learned that he appeared in the Kunlun Ancient World, I already understood that there is no doubt about his power."

"But……"

"He traveled across all realms in those days. Everyone knows that there are no more than ten saint ancestors who can survive to this day. The first one to help him will gain more goodwill from him."

"In the Dusk Fortress, the Imperial Clan and the Dragon Clan do not have the upper hand."

The Saint Ancestor of the Ninety-nine Songs slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, countless memories appeared in the blink of an eye.

In the end, the Ninety-Nine Saint Ancestor’s eyes fell on Saint Thought Fang Yun.

"Obtained now."

After the opening of the Kunlun Collection, things were calm on the royal family's mountain surface.

However, all the saints who frequently trade are being targeted.

The high-profile Fang Yun has become the most famous businessman in Royal Mountain, Jia Fu Sheng. Some people reminded Fang Yun not to be so public, while others looked on with cold eyes, while others waited to watch the excitement.

Every time the core of the ancient world starts, the ones who suffer the most are those who have made the most money in Kunlun Ji.

There are also some people who were intercepted by the Kunlun ethnic group in various ways after the core of the ancient world was closed.

Kunlun Ancient World has never been a place where you can come and leave as you please.

If you want to leave the Kunlun Ancient World, you must rely on the power of the royal families.

The first royal family is the most fair. As long as they pay enough treasures, they can leave. But the First Royal Family also has the highest asking prices, which often leaves many people losing their money.

Other royal families' asking prices are low, but every time someone is targeted by the royal family and killed to seize the treasure.

Moreover, the royal family can refuse anyone to use the moving formation.

Therefore, many royal families seem to have seen Fang Yun's future.

Fang Yun seemed to know nothing and continued to sell and purchase what he needed.

As a human race, Fang Yun still prefers various classics and stone carvings. This time he gained a lot. With those classics, Fang Yun has made huge improvements in all aspects.

However, the ones that improved the opponent's luck the most were Broken Star Holy Land and Sky-Swallowing Gold.

After just devouring one Sky-Swallowing Gold, the strength of the entire literary world has been raised to the peak of the Great Sage Wenbao, and it even contains a strange ancestral power.

On the seventh day of the Kunlun Collection, Royal Mountain suddenly shook violently.

Everyone looked around hurriedly, some looking at the Kunlun Palace floating in the sky, and some looking at the earth below.

There was no change in the Kunlun Palace in the sky, but the earth below suddenly cracked, and a magnificent palace slowly rose up, slowly flew out, and finally landed outside the Royal Mountain, above the Kunlun Collection.

The golden palace seemed to be eroded by time, and many places on the surface were dull and lusterless, like a statue with the gold flakes peeled off. However, even though this thing was so old, it could not conceal its strong ancestral power.

Strips of light of different colors fell from Kunlun Mansion.

Countless saints rushed to the light strips and followed them into Kunlun Mansion.

At the same time as Kunlun Mansion appeared, a large number of great saints and even saint ancestors appeared outside the gates of the royal courts of various tribes.

Some of the saint ancestors glanced at Fang Yun and went straight into Kunlun Mansion.

Fang Yun waved his hand, put away all the treasures, took a step, moved in the void, and entered the light strip directly.

Fang Yun only felt that his body was driven by a huge force, and instantly accelerated to the speed of light and rushed into a dark place.

After a moment, the darkness dissipated, and a straight gray corridor appeared in front of him, with a pale white roof above and a green ground under his feet.

On both sides of the corridor, the surface of the wall was covered with a faint white mist, and only the white mist nearby became transparent. The inside was divided into different grids of different sizes, and various treasures were placed.

The white mist exuded a faint ancestral power.

The power of the Kunlun Mansion's ancestral treasure isolated the breath of treasures.

Outside the transparent light mist of each treasure grid, there was a holy thought light ball.

When Fang Yun's holy thought came out, he looked in all directions, and the white mist of a total of 37 grids nearby turned transparent.

Fang Yun's divine thought thread was divided into 37 parts, which fell outside the holy thought light balls outside the 37 grids. After a moment, he knew what the treasure in each grid was and what its function was. Some even had vague production dates or service life, and at the same time indicated what the treasure in the grid was to be exchanged for.