Not long after, the two arrived at the Holy Mausoleum of the human race.
The Holy Mausoleum of the Dragons was part of the Ancient Dragon City. It was extremely magnificent, but the Holy Mausoleum of the human race was very ordinary.
This was a valley with a radius of more than ten miles. Within the valley, there were numerous huge rocks that were hundreds of feet tall. Each of these huge rocks was a vague humanoid statue.
Fang Yun stood at the entrance of the valley and carefully observed these humanoid statues.
These human-shaped statues seemed to have been carved halfway and were not completed. However, if one looked closely, they would discover that there were no traces of tools or axes on the surface of these statues. It was as if they had been silently changed by a kind of power, slowly transforming from ordinary rocks into real statues.
Unlike the other races, which had a history of tens of thousands of years, these statues were very recent. The newest one was only a hundred years old, and the oldest one was no more than a thousand years old.
In the valley, there was nothing but these 46 statues.
Tian Songshi smiled and said, "All the great scholars who entered the Blood Mausoleum have stayed here for a day. Those who were unlucky, like me, were baptized by the will of the Saints. Everything in the Palace of Literature has changed qualitatively, and becoming a Great Scholar is just around the corner. Those who were lucky enough to become a Great Scholar have already met the Saints in their dreams and received guidance from the Saints. The luckiest one was Mr. Zhi Shi. "
"What's different about him?" Fang Yun asked curiously.
"More than different. A few hours after he entered, the valley shook, and the Saint statues resonated together. The sky was full of splendor, and all living beings sang. If nothing goes wrong, even if he was severely injured by the Demon Emperor and his Saint Path foundation was damaged, he will definitely become a Saint in five years. "
"It seems that Yi Zhi Shi is the one that the Demon Emperor can't do anything to." Fang Yun smiled.
"The Demon Emperor … Sigh, now the human race can't do anything to him except wait for you to become a Saint. He is now the biggest threat to the human race. Once he grows up, the human race will be in danger. Fortunately, you killed two of his lives and two of his doppelgangers, which greatly restrained his existence. Most importantly, Xue Baiyi appeared and took away the shocking treasure. Otherwise, the Demon Emperor would have become a Saint and become the next ancestor god of the Demon Realm. "
"Who is Xue Baiyi?" Fang Yun was very curious about Xue Baiyi.
"We also have many speculations, but we can't come to a conclusion. In short, he's definitely not an ordinary Semi-Saint. Since he has the appearance of a human, he's naturally inextricably linked to the Human Race. Or perhaps, he's related to a Human Race Saint."
"That's the only way."
Fang Yun stared at the Holy Mausoleum and the numerous statues. After a long moment of silence, he said, "Logically speaking, there should be human Saints' remains here, right?"
Tian Songshi was shocked and said, "You are not satisfied with the remains of the Great Sages in the Ancient Demon Race, and now you want to awaken the remains of the human race's Sages? Humans could not be compared to Ancient Fey. If you awakened the spirit remains of any family's ancestor, that family would fight you to the death. Forget about it. "
"You're mistaken. I'm here on a mission from the saints of the human race," Fang Yundao said.
Tian Songshi looked embarrassed.
"Help me guard the entrance of the valley and don't let anyone in … Oh right, have you confirmed that the great scholars who came here entered the Holy Mausoleum? I want to confirm it again, "Fang Yundao said.
Tian Songshi immediately lowered his head and pondered. Soon, he looked up and said, "One person did not enter the Holy Mausoleum."
"Who?"
"Raikonghe. He was the first person to enter the Blood Mausoleum, but the Holy Mausoleum did not appear at that time. After he left, the Holy Mausoleum appeared, and he has not returned yet, "Tian Songshi said.
"This person …"
Fang Yun did not continue because Raikonghe's attitude had always been ambiguous. He never took the initiative to make things difficult for himself, but he also did not restrict the Lei family too much. It seemed that he did not care about the outside world and was more focused on his own cultivation and goals.
"What did he do in the Holy Burial Valley?" Fang Yun asked.
Tian Songshi shook his head and said, "No one knows. I only know that this person is mysterious. It seems that he also entered the Gods Mountain and Sea, but he did not enter the Ancient God Pagoda. It seems that he has an unusual plan. Oh, yes, I heard that he was the first person to get the Sacred Skull Ring and the Holy Qi Source. I don't know where he got it. "
Fang Yun nodded. He had almost guessed that Raikonghe was the one who exchanged the Sky Climbing Real Blood with the Mountain Saint for the Holy Qi Source. However, at least so far, this person had not done anything harmful to the human race. Even if he was looking for an opportunity to become a Saint, as long as he did not hurt himself, there was no need to be too harsh on him.
However, he was still a member of the Lei family, and he had to be careful.
"Since it is him, then there is no need to wait. Mister, please protect me. " Fang Yun said, took out the Zixia Brush, and then let the Mountain-Carrying Great Sage's corpse hide its aura, and followed Tian Songshi to guard the entrance of the valley.
Tian Songshi was over a hundred years old, but at this moment, his eyes were as cunning as a little fox. He walked slowly for a long time, and then asked embarrassedly, "Can I secretly see what you are doing?"
Fang Yun thought for a while and said seriously, "I advise you not to look, because I don't know what will happen."
Tian Songshi repeatedly sensed Fang Yun's tone and eyes, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He said, "Okay, okay, this old man doesn't have many years to live. It is better to live a few more years."
After Tian Songshi left, Fang Yun stepped forward and slowly walked to the center of the valley.
Then, Fang Yun turned to the first statue of Half-saint on the left, bowed respectfully, and scrupulously followed the etiquette. Then, he bowed to the second statue of Half-saint on the left, and continued to do so without a break. Finally, he finished the forty-five etiquettes.
"The way of the people, the grace of the saints. My name will go down in history, and my name will not be wasted for eternity! Disciple Fang Yun, ascending the Ninth Mountain, gathered the Saint Soul Platform, and by the order of the saints of this generation, I ask the will of the saints to return! "
As soon as Fang Yun's voice fell, the Holy Mausoleum shook, and the statues glowed. The light gradually condensed into clear eyebrows and eyes on the statues, each with different facial features, as if the will of the saints had awakened.
In the valley, the power of the saints intertwined, day and night constantly changed, and the four seasons were disordered. Frost, rain, snow, wind, lightning, and other celestial phenomena were faintly discernible, and the whole Holy Mausoleum was like the end of the world.
At the same time, high in the sky, there was an ethereal will that was as powerful as the will of the Heavenly Emperor. That will was neither happy nor sad, neither good nor evil. It seemed to be empty, but also seemed to have everything, as if it had existed for eternity, but also as if it had just been born.
That invisible force quickly pressed down, but suddenly stopped in mid-air, and became motionless.
In the middle of Fang Yun's eyebrows, a crack suddenly appeared, and a ball composed of countless stars slowly emerged, like a third eye.
Inside the valley, looking down on the world.
Fang Yun seemed to be unaware of the changes in his body and the sky, and continued to recite some poems related to sacrificial ceremonies from the Book of Songs. Finally, he stood in place, and behind him, a clear light rushed to the sky, and the Saint Soul Platform slowly rose, higher and higher.
Then, Fang Yun took out a lifelike little dragon. It was about a foot long, and its entire body was made of crystal. It was crystal clear, without any impurities.
This was one of the treasures Fang Yun obtained in the Holy Mausoleum of Dragons.
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