When Fang Yun said this, he sneered: "You didn't know who the real Confucian Sage was before, don't you finally know now?"

The seven-inch-tall man in black said gloomily, "Do you think you really broke his ten fingers? Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"With the blessings of all the saints of your Confucian dynasties in the temple of all saints, any injuries can be repaired by consuming mental power at the end of the challenge. ”

"Except for death, of course, the Confucian who normally enters the trial of the temple of all saints, at best, is in the challenge, overwhelmed, and shatters the ...... of the sea of knowledge"

"Death is definitely not going to die!"

"So you can only play a role if you kill Qin Feng in the Hall of All Saints, hmph, what broke his ten fingers, he just consumed a little mental power. ”

The seven-foot-tall ghost path black-clothed man stood on top of the yellowed paper and said with a mean smile: "You idiot, you ran into the temple of all saints and gave people a full ten holy books......

Then Qin Feng beat him hard, like a dog, consumed so much black fire, and fled back with his tail between his legs. ”

"If I hadn't known that you weren't an accomplice to him, I would have suspected you were helping him. ”

"The new sage of Confucianism is like you, it's really enough!"

Hearing what the ghost villain said, Fang Yun suddenly became angry, raised his hand suddenly, and with a wave of righteousness in his palm, he slapped it on the paper fiercely!

"Whoosh!" With a bang, the seven-foot-tall black-robed villain suddenly dissipated, dodging the Haoran righteousness that Fang Yun had photographed, and only then did it reunite.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that you are so thin-skinned, and you don't allow others to say what you do?"

"And don't forget, I'm living with you now, I advise you not to find hardships by yourself!"

Hearing the words of the man in black, Fang Yun had to suppress the anger in his heart and said coldly: "What about your ability? Is your ability to be sneering at me when I need your help?"

The man in black snorted coldly, shook his shoulders and said, "Isn't it my ability to enter the Temple ......of All Saints?

"I'm afraid that whoever is going to be angry like me!"

Fang Yun heard the words of the ghost dao villain, and let out a heavy breath with his nose and said, "Why don't you ghost venerable make a move? With the cultivation of the ghost venerable, can Qin Feng live until tomorrow?"

"Even from the perspective of the long-term interests of the entire Ghost Dao, as long as you can kill Qin Feng, a Confucian neo-Confucian saint, it will be worth the price!"

The ghost man smiled again: "Get rid of a new Confucian saint Qin Feng, and then wouldn't it be right in your arms and make you a real Confucian saint?"

"I'm on the same front with you, how can you slander people's innocence for no reason!"

As soon as Fang Yun argued, the ghost villain laughed gloomily: "Confucianism has a kind of heavenly constitution called 'washing the heart and changing the face', which can wash away all the previous literary positions and cultivation, which is equivalent to going back and re-cultivating ......"

"When the time comes, you wash the ghost road mark, who can take you, what will happen to you?"

"Now that you have become a veritable neo-Confucian saint, Confucianism and Taoism will definitely do their best to cultivate you, and in less than ten years, you can not only return to the semi-saint rank, but even go further......"

"Tut-tut......"

The man in the ghost path smacked his lips and laughed: "This wishful thinking, but it is really loud!"

Fang Yun was hit by the ghost villain, and a trace of panic flashed on his face, but he immediately suppressed this fear.

"Your imagination is really rich...... I have no second heart for the Ghost Venerable!"

The ghost man smiled evilly: "Reality is always more exciting than imagination, isn't it?"

"Then do you dare to follow me to the Spirit Destroying Zi Palace to meet His Majesty the Ghost Venerable?"

Fang Yun couldn't help but shudder when he heard the words "Soul Destroying Zi Palace", and the ghost demon saw that he didn't answer, and immediately laughed contemptuously.

"It's!"

Fang Yun was about to argue, but he saw the seven-inch-long, ghost path demon standing on the paper reaching into his arms, taking out a small article that he had grabbed in his hand and handing it to Fang Yun and said.

"This is Qin Feng's article that passed the Heavenly Dao Semi-Saint Test, you can memorize it. ”

"As for the article on his winning of the Heavenly Gift Flower and the Heavenly Gift, I have no way to get the ...... because of the protection of the Holy Temple."

"For the sake of the moment, you can only continue to act!"

Fang Yun heard this, took the seven-inch villain, and in his hand it was like a small volume the size of a sugar cube, injected some moonlight power, and became the size of a book.

At a glance, I saw that the title of the scroll was "The Debate of Confucianism and Ink".

Fang Yun couldn't help frowning.

Although Rumo was once the most prosperous and popular school in the Jixia Academy.

However, because Mo Zhai later defected from the Jixia School Palace and joined the command of Emperor Wu, a large number of Mo students also rebelled out of the Jixia School Palace with Mo Zhai, abandoning Confucianism and Taoism to practice martial arts......

This group of Mojia students is the original prototype of the three major academies of martial arts, and now the first school in the world, the Holy Martial Academy.

Although Confucianism won the debate against the Mohists and almost drove the Mohists out of the Jixia Academy, they lost everything that followed.

It is precisely because of this disgraceful history that Confucianism was slapped in the face that the Mo family has always been a school that avoids deep in the Jixia School Palace.

Why did Qin Feng write a "Confucianism and Mohist Debate" between Confucianism and Mohists?

At this moment, Fang Yun suddenly heard the footsteps in the distance, from far to near, getting closer and closer.

The ghost demon also reminded in a low voice: "Someone is coming!"

After speaking, his entire body seemed to be melted black wax, and his facial features and body suddenly melted, still turning into a pool of black ink on the paper.

said that it was too late, and at this moment, Huang Fuqi, who was dressed in a black Confucian dress outside the door, hurriedly pushed the door in.

They saw Fang Yun holding a book in one hand, leaning on a desk near the windowsill, looking up at the vision of Qu Lingyue in Chinese in the sky.

There was not the slightest hint of surprise on his face.

Even with a faint smile.

Seeing this scene, the Confucian disciples who followed Huang Fuqi into Fang Yun's room were shocked.

"Could it be...... Do you say ......"

Huang Fuqi finally managed to control his emotions, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible.

Fang ...... Fang Sheng, this vision of heaven and earth is ......"

Before Huang Fuqi's words were finished, Fang Yun already got up and said with a humble smile on his face.

"This Wenqu Lingyue vision was indeed triggered by me!"

Facing the stunned eyes of all the Confucian scholars in the room, Fang Yun said again.

"I passed the Heavenly Dao Semi-Holy Test and entered the Temple of All Saints, but unfortunately I couldn't do it, and I only won the Heavenly Gift List......

"So the vision of Wenqu Lingyue was triggered, if you can win the championship in one fell swoop and become the heaven-sent champion, I am afraid that the entire Confucianism and Taoism of the entire Middle Earth will have a greater improvement, and it is unknown!"

When Fang Yun said this, the aura around his body deliberately spread out his mental power.

The Confucianism of the semi-saint rank has a mental strength far exceeding that of the Confucian Jinshi, and a word can transform the heavenly constitution, and when preaching, it sometimes triggers the effect of falling into the sky.

When Fang Yun said this, he deliberately released his mental power, and suddenly in the middle of the entire room, there were really small pink and white flowers falling down.

fell on the bodies of Huang Fuqi and others in pitch-black Confucian clothes, which was extremely conspicuous.

He seemed to be afraid that these Confucian scholars would not believe it, so he raised his hand again, handed the "Debate of Confucianism and Ink" in his hand to Huang Fuqi and said.

"This is the exam essay I wrote, which was able to pass the Heavenly Dao Semi-Holy Examination and enter the Temple of All Saints, take a look and study it!"

Huang Fuqi took the article, like dementia.

He had always suspected that Fang Yun was a fake, and he didn't demolish him, just to maintain his own face in the Jixia Academy.

All he needs is a puppet at his mercy.

But since Fang Yun returned from the Black Fire in the Sanxingdui Ancient Shu Emperor Palace, his reputation has been rising, and even Huang Fuqi has felt that he has been obviously not looked at by Fang Yun for a long time.

That's why this time he took advantage of the vision of heaven and earth, and deliberately took the cronies and disciples behind him to check Fang Yun's study by surprise.

wants to catch the evidence that he is a fake Confucian saint, and let him obediently listen to his own mercy and be his own marionette.

Who knows, this is how it is!

Fang Yun is really a new saint of Confucianism?

And it's a godsend?

This...... How should this one end?

Without waiting for Huang Fuqi to express his position, the Confucian disciples behind him who were originally loyal to Huang Fuqi had already knelt down one after another as they watched the scattered falling smallpox.

"Congratulations to Fang Sheng, congratulations to Fang Sheng for his achievement in the heavens!"

"There is a saint here, and Confucianism and Taoism in Middle Earth are flourishing, just around the corner!"

"Fang Sheng, please accept my wait!"

Fang Yun felt the fanatical worship of these Confucian disciples who were originally loyal to Huang Fuqi.

He looked at Huang Fuqi who was stunned in place, like a wooden chicken, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"In the Jixia School Palace, there will only be me in the future, and Fang Yun will have a master!"

"Huang Fuqi, you restless old dog...... When I fully integrate the Jixia Academy, I must give Qin Feng a lesson that I will never forget!"

Thinking of this, Fang Yun suddenly remembered that in the Hall of All Saints, he was not only defeated by Qin Feng, but also robbed of ten Confucianism and Taoism holy books.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Yun only felt that the blood was churning in his heart, and he actually let out a "wow", his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Seeing Fang Sheng, who was still talking and laughing just now, suddenly vomited blood, and the Confucian disciples next to him were all shocked.

After being stunned for a few seconds, they rushed up one by one in shock, the armrests of the armrests, the tea servants, and the stools that moved the stools......

"Fang Sheng, what are you...... What's wrong with you?"

"Fang Sheng, could it be that you have consumed too much physical strength in the Temple of All Saints?"

"The Holy Communion matters, Fang Sheng!"

Fang Yun, who could only hear being helped by everyone to sit down, actually muttered a few words from between his teeth: "Qin Feng...... You're my heart block! I must, I must...... Kill you!"