The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2056 The incarnation of the semi-saint is coming!

Those university scholars and great scholars smiled and glanced at the military scholars, shaking their heads slightly, as if laughing at their youth.

Because only they knew how powerful this Wumiao Wentai was. Fang Yun's experience along the way was extremely rich. Although he did not fight as many times as the old scholars who had experienced the Liangjie Mountain, his combat experience was definitely at the level of great scholars, and his understanding of the military sage was no less than that of the military sage.

This Wumiao Wentai was related to the military sages. It was not enough to just have a strong military sage. It also required a huge amount of military exploits, which even military geniuses could not do!

After becoming the Lord of the Yangtze River, even the stubborn clan members of the Lei family had to admit that Fang Yun's military exploits had reached the level of sainthood.

Only with this level of military exploits could one resonate with the thoughts left by the military sages of the human race in the world and build the Wumiao Wentai.

Moreover, casting the Martial Temple Wentai is only the first step. The next step is to awaken the Martial Temple statue, which is even more difficult than the previous one. With Fang Yun's current experience, he can only awaken a few sages. The rest of the people who can awaken Jiang Taigong are considered to be the merits of their ancestors.

In other words, the Martial Temple Wentai is a tailor-made Wentai for Fang Yun. Even the university scholars with semi-saint qualifications will not choose the Martial Temple Wentai.

After Fang Yun finished talking about the Martial Temple Wentai, he continued to discuss the war with everyone.

Not long after, Fang Yun was suddenly startled and looked at the barbarians. Then many great scholars and scholars also looked at the barbarian camp one after another.

The barbarian camp was ready, and all the barbarians took a defensive posture and tightly surrounded the huge tiger skin in the center of the camp.

Half of the demon barbarian kings turned their backs to the tiger skin and faced Ning'an City, floating in the air, some high and some low, with murderous eyes.

The other half of the demon barbarian kings faced the huge tiger skin, stood on the ground, and bowed their heads slightly.

The two emperors, Lang Yuan and Lang Chi, stood side by side. Lang Yuan held a drop of golden blood in his hands. The blood was like a small sun, illuminating the area within hundreds of miles as if it were daytime.

The blood was extremely beautiful, and one would be intoxicated by it at a glance.

The holy blood slowly flew to the middle of the tiger skin, and suddenly a golden light shone brightly. The area within hundreds of feet was filled with dazzling light, and everyone squinted instinctively.

After a breath, the light slowly converged, revealing a huge silver wolf that was a hundred feet long, with a faint glow all over its body. Within a thousand feet, there were countless strange lights and shadows floating around, like grass, feathers, and leaves.

This giant wolf had dense silver hair. Under the blowing of the strong wind, the silver wolf hair fluttered gently, soft and elegant, with a unique beauty.

No one can see what is hidden under the wolf's fur, but just looking at his appearance, one can feel the explosive power. His shoulders, waist, back, legs and claws are perfect, as if he can represent the male of the universe and dominate the powerful power between heaven and earth.

This giant wolf is as tall as a sixty-story building, far taller than the wall of Ning'an City. In the eyes of everyone, this giant wolf is like a small fortress.

The giant wolf glanced at the barbarians below, and all the barbarians knelt down and shouted his name.

"Greetings to His Majesty Lang Lu!"

The demon clan's semi-saint, Lang Lu's incarnation, arrived.

The incarnation of Lang Lu looked up at Ning'an City.

A pair of huge blue wolf eyes are clear and transparent, without any impurities, like two lakes.

He is obviously a fierce beast, but in everyone's perception, he is a handsome man, without the slightest aggression in his eyes, but like a gentle gentleman, and a kind gentleman, carrying etiquette and music, with a scholarly temperament.

Many humans were prepared to be killed by Lang Lu, but when they saw Lang Lu now, they instinctively relaxed, feeling that Lang Lu would not only not kill them, but would help them.

The next moment, cold sweat broke out on Fang Yun and many great scholars' foreheads.

Fang Yun was extremely shocked, secretly thinking that the incarnation of the half-saint was indeed powerful, and he was deceived by the rumors. The rumors said that the demon half-saints were all extremely vicious lunatics who killed anyone they saw, just like mad dogs. Only when you really see them, you will know that these half-saints have reached a very high level. Even if they are not as smart as humans, they will not be angry unless they tear their faces apart. They know very well how to deal with humans.

Fang Yun can be sure that except for the great scholars, all the human race present have been full of respect for Lang Lu, and even grateful, just like a strong man who can obviously kill him but did not do it, and everyone would want to thank him.

However, Fang Yun and the great scholar immediately realized that Lang Lu would never be good to the human race, nor would he sacrifice the interests of the demons for the sake of the human race. The reason why he did this was simply because of his instinct as a saint. Rather than exposing hostility from the beginning, it is far better to use this method to win people's hearts.

The best way to conquer is not to slaughter, but to make the other party admire first and then surrender.

Fang Yun sighed in his heart, this is the power of the saint. Even if the demon race is notoriously stupid in the Ten Thousand Worlds, once it is promoted to the saint, it will look full of wisdom. Even if it is a real fool, it will not do stupid things.

Then, Fang Yun suddenly realized that it was not that Lang Lu really became smart and used strategies, but that there were thousands of saint ways. Even if Lang Lu's saint way was full of killing, even if it was far away from those wise saint ways, it was closer to those saint ways than everyone below the half-saint.

Everyone present will not interfere with the Holy Path, and Langlu is influenced by those Holy Paths that are full of wisdom, so he becomes very wise. But once a semi-saint comes and destroys Langlu's Holy Path, leaving only killing or brutality in Langlu's Holy Path, he will not treat humans in this way, but will use intimidation or threats and other methods that are close to his own Holy Path to treat humans.

Fang Yun stared at Lang Lu's azure eyes, which were gentle to the point of being almost kind, but Fang Yun had a feeling that beneath the azure, there was a raging sea of ​​blood. Only those who were not experienced enough and not wise enough would be deceived by Lang Lu's appearance. Those who were truly determined would never like Lang Lu, and would be instinctively wary in their hearts.

The power of the Holy Way was beyond the tribe, so Lang Lu could make ordinary humans forget their national hatred and family feuds and admire him. However, if a person's wisdom, experience, insight, knowledge, etc. were truly outstanding, they could be influenced by the Holy Way, but they would never lose themselves.

Fang Yun raised his chin slightly, his eyes became extremely firm, and then he saw that the air around Lang Lu seemed to be distorted very slightly.

Fang Yun was delighted. This was a manifestation of the Holy Way's power distorting reality. Only the great Confucian scholars who touched the edge of the Holy Way could see it. He could peek into the clues, which meant that he was infinitely close to the great Confucian scholars.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the incarnation of Lang Lu. He stared at Fang Yun and said slowly: "Fang Yun, if you tie your arms and surrender to my clan, I will ensure that you become the first rebellious half-saint in the world!"

In the human race, rebellion is a derogatory term, but in the demon world, rebellion against the human race is a compliment.

Fang Yun replied calmly: "Lang Lu, if you surrender to this saint and serve as my mount, the half-saint will show you the way to the great saint."

"How dare you!"

Before Lang Lu could speak, countless barbarians shouted and cursed loudly, and some demon barbarians were almost mad. That was the demon saint, how dare a mere human want him to be a mount! .