Everyone looked at Fang Yun seriously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm Zhang Longxiang. Fang Yun said as usual.

"What?" exclaimed hundreds of thousands of people, who also made the same movement, leaning forward to hear Fang Yun's words more clearly, because everyone suspected that they had misheard.

"Because...... Fang Xusheng is Zhang Longxiang?" Many people muttered to themselves, repeating Fang Yun's words, but these people's eyes were full of eyes as if they didn't know what they were talking about.

"Ha......" Zong Wuyuan laughed, but only laughed, and suddenly stopped laughing, revealing a slight look of shock, and he didn't know what he was trying to remember.

Not only Zong Wuyuan, but even all the great Confucians present had a look of shock or deep thought on their faces.

Yi Zhishi's right hand kept pinching the teacup and didn't put it on the table for a long time.

Jiang Hechuan was originally facing Zong Wuyuan with his back to Fang Yun, but at this time, his body slowly turned over and looked at Fang Yun in surprise.

Lei Tingzhen slowly opened his mouth wide, his eyes were distracted, and then he eagerly recalled the bits and pieces related to Zhang Longxiang, and the more he thought about it, the worse his face became.

Zong Ganyu's eyes were wooden, and he looked straight at Fang Yun, obviously wanting to say something, but it seemed that his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

The audience was silent, and it seemed that even the river had stopped flowing.

"What the hell?" The Dongting Jiao King, who showed half of his head in the distance, actually said a human word, and it was in the Xiangzhou dialect, which could make people laugh to death in normal times, but now no one paid attention to what it said.

It took more than a dozen breaths before someone exchanged heads.

"It's ...... What do you mean?"

"The devil knows. ”

"Look at those great Confucians, they seem to have figured it out, but they don't say anything. ”

"I think they didn't say it, they were scared. ”

"What the hell am I...... After all, I am a person from a country, and I have memorized the Thirteen Classics very well, but how can I not understand this sentence? What do you mean by 'I am Zhang Longxiang'? Who told me, why did Fang Xusheng say that he was Zhang Longxiang? I can't understand when I break the courage of the text!"

Fang Yun's Sacred Ruins Friends table became the focus of people nearby, and even a few people came over directly, wanting to listen to their conclusions.

Li Fanming blinked his eyes and said, "What does this mean? I guess, does it mean that Zhang Longxiang, a person from the literary world, went to the Shengyuan Continent to disguise himself as Fang Yun during the years when he was imprisoned?"

"No, no, no. Zhang Longxiang is over thirty years old, and he was already a jinshi back then, if he entered the Shengyuan Continent to re-take the imperial examination, he would be pinched to death by the three half-saint examiners with one finger. ”

"I heard that the half-saint has the ability to think three thousand dreams, could it be that Zhang Longxiang is in the literary world and dreams are in Fang Yun?"

"You might as well say that Zhang Longxiang died in the literary world, and then the divine thoughts reunited and took away Fang Xusheng's body. ”

"Huh, this idea is good, after Fang Xusheng passed out and died, he suddenly opened his mind, could it be Zhang Longxiang's possession?"

"Don't talk nonsense, is it a decoration to be a holy temple? Is it a fool to be a saint? If Fang Xusheng is possessed by someone, he has been in and out of the holy courtyard for so long, and has been concerned by all saints for so many years, I don't know how many times he has died. ”

"Well, that's a no. Then, there is only one ...... truth" Yan Yukong finished speaking, looking at everyone.

Fang Yun's friends in the Holy Ruins nodded slightly.

The heads of the people listening to them were already a mess.

"What is the truth? What do you know?"

"You'll know when the time comes," Yan Yukong said, "It's really worthy of Fang Xusheng, it's not enough to play the whole human race, by the way, play the whole demon realm." Tomorrow, it is estimated that the holy trees of the demon world will be able to fry the pot. ”

After a few breaths, Lei Ting really shouted in disbelief: "No wonder! No wonder! No wonder when Zhang Longxiang appeared, Fang Yun was in retreat! No wonder after Fang Yun appeared, Zhang Longxiang began to retreat! No one knows what happened to you in Sanshang Shushan, and now the old man understands that after you go to Shushan Sanshang, you will enter the literary world, incarnate Zhang Longxiang, and protect the Liangjie Mountain! You are Zhang Longxiang, and Zhang Longxiang is Fang Yun!"

Lei Tingzhen's words woke many people from their confusion.

The rest of the Confucians nodded slightly, or smiled, or breathed a sigh of relief, or continued to ponder.

Yi Zhishi slowly put down the wine glass and sighed, not knowing what he was sighing about.

Jiang Hechuan was surprised and delighted, but he didn't make the same mistake as Lei Tingzhen, and before Fang Yun didn't admit it himself, before the result was confirmed, he didn't say anything, just looked at Fang Yun quietly.

There was an ocean surging in Jiang Hechuan's eyes.

The Great Confucian and the children of the family knew enough secrets, so when Fang Yun finished speaking, they could vaguely guess the reason, but the vast majority of people were still confused even after hearing Lei Tingzhen's explanation, including some Hanlin and even scholars.

"What's going on? What does Sanshang Shushan have to do with the literary world?"

"Can anyone explain?"

"Confucian, I'm afraid only you can tell now!"

"Yi Wenhao, please explain!"

"Mr. Chiyo!"

Many people shouted loudly for Yi Zhishi, hoping that he would come forward to explain.

Yi Zhishi shook his head slightly, if those officials asked, he didn't bother to pay attention to it, but now that many people asked, he didn't know how to refuse.

After getting acquainted, Yi Zhishi carefully considered the words and sentences of the spring thunder.

According to Yi's guess, the final test of Fang Xusheng's Sanshang Book Mountain was to incarnate Zhang Longxiang, a man from the literary world, and lead the army to the Two Realms Mountain to help the human race win the battle of Bishen. From beginning to end, there was only Fang Xusheng, and there was never a dragon elephant. ”

Everyone thought about it carefully, and then suddenly realized.

Millions of fiery eyes looked at Fang Yun.

However, no one spoke, they just looked at Fang Yun, just wanting to hear Fang Yun's reply.

"Mr. Zhishi is very human, and he guessed it all. ”

Fang Yun upstairs in Yueyang, his clothes fluttering, his body straight, and smiling.

At this moment, everyone felt that Fang Yun was the master of this world.

"Unparalleled in the world!" The old man shouted excitedly, his face flushed, and he was completely out of shape.

"Good, good, good!" Jiang Hechuan no longer knew what to use to express his excitement, so he could only keep saying the same word.

The corner of the old gentleman's eyes overflowed with a trace of water, but it quickly dissipated, and it became Jingguo's literary appearance again.

Wu Jun slammed the table, startling the attendant.

"Okay! It is worthy of Fang Xusheng, no wonder Lao Tzu likes these two people together, it's not unreasonable! How could such a genius appear in the literary world, since it is Fang Xusheng, then everything makes sense! Hahaha...... It's so much fun!"

The officials of the Wu Kingdom around him rolled their eyes, Wu Jun didn't even call himself "I" anymore, and began to call himself "Lao Tzu", and after returning to the Wu Kingdom, he would definitely be scolded by the imperial history.

The big rabbit opened his mouth wide, extremely confused, and couldn't figure out how Fang Yun became Zhang Longxiang, and he also wanted to wait for Zhang Longxiang to come, and laugh at Zhang Longxiang for being a happy dog barking snow.

Qingjun slumped in his chair and looked at Fang Yun weakly.

His hands were shaking.

He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't bear the consequences.

I will soon post a picture of Wanmin, Zhenlong and Xuehai Sanwentai, and I have sent so many pictures related to Confucianism and Taoism, this is the first picture that I think is better than what I described in the book.

. (To be continued.) )