Shengyuan Continent, Void Saint Garden.

The Void Sacred Garden is an important place for the human race, surrounded by trees and green grass.

The statues of the Void Saints stood in it, these statues were obviously dead things, but they exuded a faint light around them, as long as they approached, they would feel the great power contained in them, like a tide that was constantly surging in all directions.

With the help of the power of the Holy Courtyard, the Saints, and the Terrans, the divine thoughts left by the Void Saints in the heavens and the earth will not only not dissipate, but will gradually strengthen and protect the Terrans.

Some of the most powerful Void Saints such as Bai Qi, Han Xin or Qin Shi Huang have left so many divine thoughts in the heavens and the earth that they are very close to ordinary Half-Saints, but so far there is no means to promote the fallen Void Saints to Half-Saints, at most they can only be given titles and Half-Saints, resulting in their strength level being inferior to Half-Saints after all.

The original Void Saint Garden Guardian is a very ordinary Confucian Shi Jiaxin, who is one hundred and twelve years old, hunched over, and is about to die.

Shi Jiaxin stood at the door of the Void Saint Garden and looked inside.

Inside, there are many statues of the Void Saint, but on the outside, there is a statue pedestal, and there is no statue on the pedestal.

Shi Jiaxin sighed softly, on the pedestal, it was originally a statue of Fang Yun, but unfortunately the statue had cracked and was sent to the sundries warehouse of the Void Saint Garden, and it would be disposed of in a few days. A new statue is being made and will be completed in a few days.

Shi Jiaxin shook his head slightly, hunched his back, and walked slowly towards his hut with a cane.

Not far from the hut, there was a sundries warehouse, and inside the warehouse, Fang Yun's statue stood not far from the door.

It was once covered with dense cracks, but now it is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood Realm.

Fang Yun stood in the sky, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't think about being this monarch, after all, there are advantages and disadvantages to monarchs, it is better to be the lord of blood than to be more detached.

If it was in the past, Fang Yun might have cherished the authority of the monarch until he saw the dignified celebration of the monarch and the monarch of the country to see him and give three points. Fang Yun instinctively took a more long-term view.

So much so that some thoughts kept lingering in Fang Yun's heart.

"What is a demi-saint?"

"If you become a saint, can you be immortal?"

"Terran, can you stand on the top of all worlds?"

Fang Yun looked at the scholars of the Blood Mangs and said, "The matter of the monarch is put on hold for the time being. ”

The scholars of the Bloody Ancient Land were extremely disappointed.

Suddenly, Fang Yun turned his head to look at the depths of the Axe Mountain, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be slightly sarcastic, and then the smile dissipated. Return to your usual indifference.

Fang Chuan looked at Yun Zhaochen and said, "Your tongue and sword are cracked, and your gall is damaged, so it is difficult to cure it directly, but there is a large amount of Yuan Qi essence here, and at most three or five years, you can recover as before." ”

Fang Yun said, suddenly grabbing the sky.

Subsequently, everyone in the entire Bloody Ancient Land saw it. The entire sky was shrouded in a translucent giant hand that stretched for thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end had come.

Countless people or demons were frightened and at a loss......

Subsequently. The big hand that covered the sky and the sun disappeared.

Fang Yun's right hand flipped over, and a crystal clear water balloon appeared.

The scholars were shocked in their hearts, the Lord of Blood was indeed worthy of his name, and he could even take things from thousands of miles.

Fang Yun threw it casually. The water balloon composed of the essence of vitality was thrown into Yun Zhaochen's body, and Yun Zhaochen let out a strange soft cry, which seemed to be painful and refreshing.

Yun Zhaochen stood on top of the clouds. With his eyes closed, a smile on his face.

After dozens of breaths, Yun Zhaochen opened his eyes, and was about to thank Fang Yun, Fang Yun waved his hand and said, "You were injured for the Blood Manggu Land, I should save you." The essence of this heaven and earth......"

Fang Yun glanced at the sky and continued, "Everyone has selfish intentions, and I am no exception. The essence of heaven and earth was originally a gift from the heavens to the Blood Mang's Realm, and as it continued to fall, it would gradually change the Blood Mang's Realm, and finally make the Blood Mang's Realm the same as the Shengyuan Continent, which could give birth to the power of the Holy Throne. I also have a small credit for the Blood Realm, so let's take one out of ten. ”

Fang Yun said, stretching out his finger and pointing towards the sky above the Axe Mountain

The sky was still flowing with the essence of vitality like water droplets, but a tenth of it was led by an invisible force to the sky above the center of the Axe Mountain, where it gathered, and continued to accumulate.

These Yuan Qi essences are gathered in mid-air, not floating, not sinking, controlled by the power of the Lord of Blood, and there will be no loss in the slightest.

Everyone knew that Fang Yun used it as a storage place for the essence of vitality, and they didn't care.

"One out of ten, a true gentleman. Tan Hemu sighed.

"Perhaps...... This is the gap between us and the Void Saint. ”

The rest of the scholars nodded slightly, and they all knew in their hearts that if they were to replace themselves, even if they did not possess all of them, they would take at least half of them.

Yao Luo Zhengse said: "Fang Xusheng, there is not much Yuan Qi Essence can take, the turbidity world clear lotus in front of you, you carry it with you." Compared with the Turbidity World Qinglian, it is more important for you to become a Void Saint. ”

That's true. If you can become a Void Saint, you will naturally have a way to weaken the evil power of the Blood Mangling Ancient Land, and our life will be better. If you don't become a half-saint, and the turbidity world Qinglian stays in the ancient land of Blood, we will have the sin of conceiving it. ”

"If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves. "A scholar did not forget to satirize the Zongjia.

Fang Yun didn't speak, and after a while, he smiled and pointed to the sky, and said, "That one doesn't want me to take away the Turbidity World Qinglian, but I discussed with him, if there is any more, you can give me one to take outside." ”

The scholars suddenly realized that the Turbidity World Qinglian was the foundation of a realm, and the Blood Mang's Will would naturally not be taken away, even if Fang Yun did not appear, the person who tried to snatch the Turbidity World Qinglian would also die, unless the Lei family had the power to suppress the Blood Mang's will.

Confucius was able to obtain the Turbidity World Qinglian, and he didn't know what amazing means he used.

"But...... Can there be a new turbidity world Qinglian?" Yun Zhaochen was a little unconvinced.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "This Blood Manggu Land is not trivial, no accident, there will soon be a second Turbidity World Qing Lotus." ”

"That's fine. But...... How did you become the Lord of Blood? Could it be related to your heirloom poems?" Yun Zhaochen asked.

Fang Yun nodded lightly and said, "I later learned that every time I wrote a poem in the Sin Suppression Palace, there was a change in the Bloody Ancient Land. I wrote three songs, and three huge changes occurred in the Ancient Land of Blood, which then led to the promotion of Wenqu Star and Ancient Land. ”

"The power of just three hand-to-hand war poems is not enough to make such a big change, but three shocking articles are possible. ”

"It's really weird, it must be what Fang Xusheng has done that we don't know. ”

Fang Yun looked at these scholars, and said in his heart that if someone else made three poems in the Ancient Land of Blood, it would definitely not trigger the promotion of the Ancient Land, but he was different, he had a small fragment of Wenqu Star in his Wen Palace, and the relationship with Wenqu Star was extraordinary, so he could directly attract the power of Wenqu Star across the border, shine on the blood, promote the promotion of the Ancient Land of Blood, and make himself the master of the Blood.

Yun Zhaochen coughed lightly and said, "Fang Xusheng, what to do with the artifacts of the Blood Manggu Land?"

Many scholars became nervous, nominally speaking, these gods are all of the will of the blood mang, it can also be said that it is Fang Yun's, Fang Yun is willing to share it with the blood mang, and if he is not willing to share it, no one has a temper.

(To be continued.) )