Fang Yun kept flying higher and higher. Just as he was about to pass a mountain in the distance, he felt a sense of danger and stopped immediately. He then looked at the faint golden light pillar in the southeast and quickly determined the distance and location.
Fang Yun frowned slightly. Without thinking, he turned around to look at the four Spirit Corpses behind him.
Two complete level-four skeletons and two incomplete level-three demon skeletons. They were no weaker than level-four demon kings. Even if they encountered Wen Zong or the Great Khan, they would have a chance to escape.
However, the nearby outsiders and even Saint Spirits might go there, so there must be Emperors. That treasure land was very dangerous.
Fang Yun thought again and again. His eyes soon became determined. He used his Holy Qi to speed up in the direction of the light pillar.
There were too many Holy Qi masses missing. If he continued to look, he might also encounter Emperors. The light pillar was faint golden, which meant there was a large amount of Holy Qi or skeletons. Not only would he have a chance to get the skeletons of Emperors, but he might also have enough Holy Qi masses or even sources of Holy Qi to build the ninth platform.
Fang Yun kept thinking along the way.
Every time the dragon turned over and formed a treasure land, it would become the focus of everyone nearby. In the beginning, everyone had a chance to get the treasure, but in the end, it would become the battlefield of Emperors.
I must get there as soon as possible and leave after I get enough Holy Qi to build the ninth platform. Even if there are sources of Holy Qi or even Saint skeletons, I will not participate. I can't get involved if I'm not strong enough. Improving my strength is the best choice.
After Fang Yun made up his mind, he calmed down and focused on flying toward the treasure land.
Even if he used his Holy Qi, it would still take him four hours. After all, he couldn't fly in a straight line and had to go around many places.
After two hours, a purple-robed Confucian suddenly appeared in the valley in front of him. He was also flying toward the treasure land.
Just by looking at his back, Fang Yun recognized him as a Confucian from the Qi Kingdom. His name was Nie Shoude. When he was young, he was a famous scholar and became a Confucian for more than twenty years. However, he had been silent for more than ten years and had been stuck in the Cultivation Realm for many years.
Every time the Human Clan entered the Sacred Burial Valley, there would be many Great Confucian scholars like him, whose realm was hard to improve, but their strength was extraordinary. They were the ones who desired to improve their strength the most. At the same time, they were also prepared to sacrifice themselves. They might be able to create a miracle in the Sacred Burial Valley.
For generations in the Sacred Burial Valley, such great scholars would always be able to bring out many divine items from the Sacred Burial Valley, and their realms would also break through.
Fang Yun sensed that the Great Scholar's aura was stronger than before he entered the Sacred Burial Valley. He guessed that the Great Scholar had used the Holy Qi to reach the level of the Qi Family, which was equivalent to the Great Demon King of the Second Realm. However, this great scholar had tempered himself for many years. His strength was definitely not inferior to a Third Realm Great Demon Monarch.
Nie Shoude soon discovered Fang Yun. He turned around and cupped his fists at Fang Yun from afar. Then, he slowly approached and finally stopped a hundred zhang away, flying in the same direction.
"Greetings, Fang Xusheng." Nie Shoude smiled.
Nie Shoude's hair and beard were completely white, and he had a pair of large protruding ears. His face was rosy without a single wrinkle, and his smile was filled with respect and gentleness.
"Greetings, Mr. Shoude." Fang Yun also politely returned the greeting.
Nie Shoude looked at the four spiritual skeletons behind Fang Yun and revealed an envious expression. He said, "Fang Xusheng was a dragon among men in the Saint Origin World. Even in the Sacred Burial Valley, he is still far superior to us. Old Man has been in the Sacred Burial Valley for so long, and other than finding a few masses of Holy Qi to improve himself, he has not found a single spiritual skeleton. "
Fang Yundao said, "I was just lucky. I only received Mr. Lei's help."
"Oh? You met Hongyu in the Sacred Burial Valley? Old Man had some friendship with him. "Nie Shoude said.
Fang Yun did not hide anything. He briefly explained the matter with Ye Hongyu, but did not mention the important matters such as the ninth literary platform.
Nie Shoude was moved when he heard the last part. He said, "Mr. Lei is indeed a righteous man. He would rather sacrifice his own time to help you, and you returned the favor. It will definitely be a good story. However, with your ability, you can definitely become a great scholar. Why are you still a great scholar? "
Fang Yun hesitated for a moment. He said, "I have other plans. I will become a great scholar after I have enough accumulation."
Nie Shoude nodded slightly. He said, "Yes, you are more rational than I was. When I became a great scholar, my foundation was not stable, and there are still hidden dangers. However, this is the Sacred Burial Valley. If you do not become a great scholar soon, it will be even more difficult if you encounter a strong enemy. In my opinion, your foundation is very solid, and you can definitely become a great scholar. Otherwise, it will be very bad for you to fight for Long Fangshen's treasure land. I also want to help, but I have just become a great scholar of the Qi Family. I am afraid that I will not be able to protect you in the treasure land. "
"Mr. Nie, I appreciate your kindness, but this matter is complicated. I need to gather enough Holy Qi to become a great scholar." Fang Yundao said.
Nie Shoude thought for a moment and nodded. He said, "Since Fang Xusheng said so, he will make a decision. Old Man is too abrupt. I don't know how many masses of Holy Qi Fang Xusheng needs, but Old Man has some. "
Fang Yun said with a smile, "I need hundreds of masses."
Nie Shoude was taken aback. He said with a bitter smile, "Old Man can't help you. Old Man only has seven masses. If you need them urgently, I can give you five. "
Fang Yun declined. He said, "Thank you for your kindness, but the Sacred Burial Valley is full of dangers. Your masses of Holy Qi are used to save lives. You must not give them to me. As for the extra masses of Holy Qi, I will find a way to gather them. "
"It is only hundreds of masses of Holy Qi. It is not difficult for you." Nie Shoude said.
Fang Yun nodded.
The two of them moved quickly toward the treasure land and chatted with each other. They talked about what they had seen and heard in the Sacred Burial Valley.
On the way, Fang Yun learned more about Nie Shoude. He felt that Nie Shoude was similar to Feng Ruo. He was conservative and cautious. His words and behavior were impeccable. However, compared to some great scholars, he lacked an indescribable temperament. He even seemed a bit unscrupulous.
Fang Yun thought about it and understood. This great scholar had been troubled in the realm of cultivation for many years. He must have heard a lot of rumors and suffered a blow to his will. It was not necessarily because he was unscrupulous. It was more like he had become realistic. It was human nature.
Fang Yun had a topographic map of the nearby area, so he flew along the fastest route.
When they approached the treasure land, the two of them discussed their strategy. They had no disagreement. They both decided to grab some treasures and leave quickly. They would not fight with those powerhouses.
After passing by a grey-green mountain, Fang Yun and Nie Shoude looked ahead.
They saw a pale golden light beam among the mountains. It was about a mile in diameter. It was like a powerful fountain rushing into the sky. It also seemed like a giant pillar holding up the sky.
The light beam came from the depths of the earth. As it rushed upward, it kept moving things underground. Tens of thousands of feet below the ground, rocks and dust were flying. It formed a black fog that covered hundreds of miles. It shrouded the hills and mountains.
The black fog emitted all kinds of chaotic auras. It seemed like all kinds of horrible evil spirits were lurking in it. It made people flinch.
When they reached tens of thousands of feet above the ground, the dust and rocks were reduced. The pale golden light beam gradually became clear.
Suddenly, a light beam flew out of the pale golden light beam. It made an ear-piercing sound and flew into the distance at a speed faster than five times.
Fang Yun took a closer look. It was wrapped in pale golden light. There was a mass of water inside. It was a mass of Holy Qi.
Then, a strange expression appeared on Fang Yun's face. It disappeared in a flash.
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