Opening confession to the beautiful master

"So Master also knows Beiling Confucian Sage?"

Zhang Yi never thought of this past incident. After all, Yueyao and Taoist Priest Qinglian seemed to be incompatible with each other. Who would have known that the two of them would actually go down the mountain to practice together.

"Beiling is indeed a prodigy. When she met us, she was still practicing swordsmanship. When we heard about her again, she had become the 18th generation Confucian sage."

Yueyao's face showed a look of reminiscence. It was hard to hear Yueyao speak so highly of a person.

"But these are all things of the previous generation, so it's better for you to know less about them."

"I really didn't expect Fang Tiancheng to be able to refine the Confucian Sage Pen. Do you really think he is the reincarnation of the first generation Confucian scholar?"

Yueyao already knew from Zhang Yi's mouth the experience of his trip to Wensheng Academy, and a hint of curiosity arose in her heart.

Of course... Zhang Yi concealed many things between him and Taoist Qinglian, and some things should be concealed.

What Zhang Yi does is always dangerous, but he seems to be able to avoid danger every time, and there are unexpected opportunities every time.

For example, Yueyao thought it was a great opportunity to bring Fang Tiancheng, who had refined the Confucian Sage Pen, back to Dao Sect.

If you don't get the Confucian Sage Pen, you can get someone who has refined the Confucian Sage Pen, which can be regarded as a new approach.

"Other than that, I can't think of any other possibility. He is most likely the reincarnation of the first-generation Confucian sage, but speaking of which... do you know about the first-generation Confucian sage?"

Zhang Yi thought of Yue Yao's omniscient ability, and couldn't help but have a look of expectation in his eyes.

Yue Yao had asked him not to get involved with the Confucian Sage Pen at the beginning, so he must have known some of the inside story.

"No one in the first generation of Confucian saints knew what he looked like, and no one knew what state he had reached. After all, he was the one who created Confucianism, which is a great horror!"

A look of awe flashed in Yueyao's eyes. She really didn't understand the first generation of Confucian saints.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It was rare that there was something that Yueyao didn't know. It seemed that if he wanted to know about the first generation of Confucian saints, he would have to think long and hard.

Ever since he saw the statue on the mountain behind Wensheng Academy, Zhang Yi once suspected that the first Confucian sage came from the same world as him, and that he was also an ancient power in his world.

"I went to Wensheng Academy. Why are you so interested in the first generation of Confucian sages?"

Yueyao asked puzzledly.

Zhang Yi shook his head and retorted: "Shouldn't we understand such a legendary figure?"

"The first-generation Confucian scholar has been missing for many years. People have been looking for his traces for so many years, but there is no whereabouts..."

Yueyao's words meant that she wanted Zhang Yi to give up voluntarily, but when she saw the firm look in Zhang Yi's eyes, she took back the words that were on her lips and secretly made up her mind, "If you want to find The first Confucian sage, I will help you!”

"Okay, I should gain a lot from going to Literary Saint Academy this time. Let's go back to practice quickly."

Yueyao waved her hand and ordered Zhang Yi to be kicked out.

Zhang Yi took advantage of Yue Yao's inattention, rushed her into his arms, and said with a smile: "Yao'er, I will break through the tribulation stage as soon as possible."

After saying that, he went straight to Wangchuan Cliff without waiting for Yueyao's reaction.

Yueyao looked at Zhang Yi's leaving figure, with a smile on her lips, and murmured in a low voice: "This guy is really getting bolder, but... I like it."

Since being together with Zhang Yi, it has simply opened the door to Yueyao's new world, making her feel that the world has become better.

When Zhang Yi returned to Wangchuan Cliff, he only heard gossip flying all over the sky. Because of Shen Wangu's big mouth, the incident between Taoist Qinglian and Beiling Confucian Sage had already made everyone in Wangchuan Cliff known.

"Shen Wangu! Is this what you call keeping secret?"

Fang Tiancheng gritted his teeth and stared at Shen Wangu. He now felt that the most wrong thing he had done in his life was to mistrust Shen Wangu.

"Oh, why are you so nervous? We are all on the Forgotten River Cliff, and they will definitely not tell anyone."

"As the saying goes, having fun alone is not as good as having fun together. Do you think this is true?"

Shen Wangu smiled playfully and pushed Fang Tiancheng's shoulder hard with his shoulder.

Fang Tiancheng was stunned for a moment after being deceived by Shen Wangu, but he actually felt that what Shen Wangu said was reasonable, and nodded eccentrically, "Well, there are not many people on Wangchuan Cliff anyway, but...it is absolutely forbidden to spread the word. , otherwise my master will kill me if he finds out!"

"Don't worry so much. You are now the 19th generation Confucian sage. How could your master kill you before it's too late to love you?"

Shen Wangu looked as if the matter had nothing to do with him, and gently patted Fang Tiancheng on the shoulder and continued to fool around.

"Even if Master doesn't do anything to me, the Green Lotus Witch will do it to me!"

To be honest, Fang Tiancheng was still a little wary of Taoist Qinglian's strength.

"Simple, just say that this matter was spread by Fellow Daoist Zhang, and that witch felt sorry for Fellow Daoist Zhang before it was too late!"

Shen Wangu almost without thinking wanted to throw the blame on Zhang Yi.

"Cough cough cough!"

Ren Qianchou and the others looked excited and coughed a few times to remind Zhang Yi that they were behind him.

But Shen Wangu didn't react at all, and still kept talking: "Brother Fang, just do as I said. As long as it is said that this matter was spread by fellow Taoist Zhang, no one will blame him."

Shen Wangu still had a smirk on his face, and at this moment he couldn't help but want to praise his wit.

"Is it?"

Zhang Yi's gloomy voice echoed behind Shen Wangu, scaring Shen Wangu almost to the point of losing his soul.

"Zhang... Daoist Zhang..."

Shen Wangu looked pale, looking at Zhang Yi helplessly, "When did Daoist Zhang come back?"

"It's been a while."

Zhang Yi said expressionlessly, his voice as cold as ice.

Hearing this, Shen Wangu's forehead was already covered with dense beads of sweat. So... didn't Zhang Yi hear everything he said just now?

"That... Daoist Zhang... I was just joking with Brother Fang just now..."

Shen Wangu tried his best to explain, but Zhang Yi was too lazy to listen to his explanation. He just punched and beat Shen Wangu violently, making him scream and bruise his face. He was in a mess.

"Shen Wangu, the next time I meet Taoist Qinglian, I will tell her that it was you who leaked the news."

After that, Zhang Yi walked straight into the cave. It was time to teach Shen Wangu a lesson.

Shen Wangu even forgot the pain in his body, and was so scared that his hair stood on end. Taoist Qinglian was not someone who was easy to mess with, and he was not Zhang Yi, so he would not treat Taoist Qinglian with any favor.

"It's over, it's over. This time I really made Taoist Zhang angry. You have to help me speak up."

Shen Wangu knew that he was in big trouble, and looked at Ren Qianchou and the others for help.