The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun was sitting in the wheelchair and noticed that everyone was beaming with joy, especially some people who were not well-off. They were even faintly excited. The dog demon with yellow hair would keep showing its long tongue and making a huffing sound, and its saliva would flow to the ground. .

Star Demon Barbarians cannot eat the same kind of Demon Barbarians, but Dragon Clan, Holy Blood, Holy Jade, etc. are not among them. If they can get dragon bones at Dragon Cliff, they will definitely become stronger faster.

Niushan said excitedly: "If you follow His Majesty the Moon Emperor, you can actually enter the depths of Dragon Cliff. That is a place that even the demon kings cannot enter."

All the monsters nodded together, feeling happy in their hearts.

Fang Yun smiled slightly and observed the holy tree from a close distance.

The crown of this sacred tree is thick and large, somewhat similar to a big banyan tree. Not only does it not have any oppressive force, but it also gives an indescribable sense of security. Especially those emerald-like leaves are particularly pleasing to look at.

There were some fallen leaves on the ground, and Hua Yuqing kept bending down to pick them up. The strange trees did not stop her, but instead felt proud.

Fang Yun also took one in his hand. The feel and material of the leaf were very similar to jade.

As they walked, everyone noticed that whenever Fang Yun passed by, the strange tree next to him would immediately gently shake its branches, clearly expressing welcome.

Some of the candidates smiled helplessly, and some shook their heads slightly. If it weren't for the blood monsters, humans, and evil creatures, Fang Yun's visit to the Holy Ruins would be just like playing. He was welcomed everywhere, and there was no comparison at all. No wonder those people felt free to treat Fang Yun. Send this genius to the Holy Market.

Everyone quickly came to the tree trunk. This tree trunk was different from ordinary big trees. It seemed to be composed of many small trunks with thinner trunks. It was either a normal cylindrical shape or a flat piece, leaving many passages. Follow Bi Lao as he walks through the maze-like passage.

There were fallen leaves everywhere on the ground. Ma Xiong and Xue Yi knew that Hua Yuqing wanted to use them for research, so they released their machine dogs to help Hua Yuqing pick up the leaves. They soon accumulated a lot, which was collected by Hua Yuqing into the lake shells.

As he walked, the old man said: "Although I am a foreign body, I still read the books of sages and learn poetry and prose. The only regret in this life is that I only know how to learn but cannot do anything. I am like a silkworm without silk, a bird without song, and I have never been a holy tree." By writing essays and biographies, chanting poems and composing poems, are you willing to fulfill the old age?"

Everyone looked at each other and Ma Xiong said: "Brother Fan Ming's articles are famous throughout the country and everyone knows them, and Brother Fang's poems are even more famous all over the world. It would be better for Brother Fan Ming to write a biography for the Holy Tree and Fang Yun to write a poem for the Holy Tree." How about a poem?"

Fang Yun smiled and said, "How about you all write poems for the holy tree together."

Unexpectedly, Han Shoulu chuckled and said, "With Zong Wude's lesson, who would dare to write poems with you on the same stage? Speaking of which, Zong Wude was really sad. During the Shengxu Literary Fair, you, the emcee, would have introduced him later. , but was interrupted by the evil king; after the poem was completed, everyone paid attention to the "sharing the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away", and then Later, we were forcibly led to Shengxu. He is also considered the fifth most famous person in the world, but just because after you, the entire Kongcheng people don't know who he is or what he wrote. To avoid repeating the same mistake, you should think about the poems first. , a few of us discussed writing a few articles for the holy tree, and then you can write poems."

"Yes, we will never be fooled." Jia Jing'an said.

"Okay, you guys write articles, and I want to write an article about the holy tree." Fang Yun said.

After a brief discussion, everyone selected three people to write poems, parallel prose and essays respectively.

These scholars were all well-educated people. They thought about it for a while before writing three articles. Although they were written in a hurry, they were all in the style of everyone. The old pen nodded repeatedly.

Finally, everyone looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun put down the pallet, grinded the ink, and said: "The size of this tree is far beyond our eyes. The three articles are longer and have already described the majesty, grandeur and beauty of the holy tree. But I am sitting stiffly in the wheelchair. It is difficult to see the whole picture of the holy tree. If I write it randomly, it will definitely make me laugh. If I write about the whole holy tree in one poem, it will really make things difficult for me."

Everyone nodded, this tree is indeed difficult to write about, after all, there are the pearls and jade of the first three people in front of it.

Fang Yun continued: "I was just thinking about it, and suddenly I felt emotional. Thinking of my own life experience, and thinking of the holy tree as small as grass, how will I treat it when I see it?"

When everyone heard this, they sighed. Everyone knew that Fang Yun lived in poverty when he was young, and was later persecuted by a famous family. Although he is now a towering tree, looking back on the past, he must be filled with emotion.

Fang Yun said: "Then I will write a short poem to praise the aspirations of the holy tree." After saying that, Fang Yun picked up his pen to write.

Since childhood, the thorns have been hidden in the grass, and then the basil gradually emerged.

At that time, people didn't know Lingyun wood, and they waited until Lingyun became a master.

Li Fanming sighed softly and said: "The holy tree was buried in the deep grass when it was young, just like a child before his luck was born. Later, the holy tree gradually grew higher than the basil weeds, but everyone still didn't know that this was a holy tree that could tower into the clouds. Trees, like Fang Yun, are still not particularly valued. Only when the trees really tower into the sky, everyone will suddenly realize that it is a holy tree. This poem cannot describe the whole picture of the holy tree, but it can describe the life of the holy tree. ”

"Although our poems and poems are gorgeous, they only describe the appearance of trees but forget about their aspirations. It is really difficult to compare with Fang Zhenguo."

Han Shoulu said: "If you are not around the holy temple, we can't see the talent, but at least if you reach the mansion, you will definitely be Mingzhou in the future! In terms of the shape of the tree, this poem is mediocre, but the ambition of chanting the tree is comparable to that of San Cao! Wait until Ling Yun begins. Dao Gao, Brother Fang is at the peak of his powers at this moment!"

Bi Lao praised loudly: "What a beautiful eyebrow! This is a holy tree. A holy tree should have soaring aspirations. How can it be judged by its appearance? Wonderful! Can this poem be given to the old man?"

"Of course!" Fang Yun said and wrote the words "Ling Yun Tree" and handed it to Mr. Bi.

Bi Lao stretched out his hand and the poem flew in front of him. He recited it repeatedly while flying, shaking his head, feeling very proud.

Everyone walked with Bi Lao for a full two-quarters of an hour before arriving at an empty hall. There were no common human utensils in the hall, just an open space, because Yimu did not need to sit.

In the innermost part of the hall, there is a tree that is more than two people tall. The tree is like amethyst. Whether it is branches, leaves or fruits, it all exudes a purple shimmer and has a breath of life that crystals do not have.

There were seven fruits on it. Bi Lao flew over and picked one, handed it to Fang Yun, and said: "As long as you carry the holy fruit, you don't have to be afraid when you encounter spiritual bones. No matter what you want them to do, they will do it." Do it. Let’s go, I’ll take you to the Dragon Cliff Passage.”

Everyone looked at the holy fruit in Fang Yun's hand with great curiosity. Fang Yun touched it and found it was slightly cool and softer than real amethyst. He looked at it again and couldn't see anything, so he handed it to Hua Yuqing and followed Bi Lao.

Bi Lao said: "The holy fruit is extraordinary. If you eat it, you will die."

Fang Yun and others felt strange, thinking that since it was used to save lives and deliver spiritual bones, of course it was impossible to eat them.

The holy fruit was passed among the people, and finally returned to Fang Yun's hands. Fang Yun collected Hanhu shells and said: "Then I will keep it for everyone first, and then give it to the spirit bones after leaving Longya."

Everyone nodded, believing in Fang Yun.

Later, Bi Lao led them to a dark and long passage. After walking for half an hour, a light door appeared in front of them.

"There is Dragon Cliff inside, you can just enter."

Everyone immediately bowed to Mr. Bi and said in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Bi, for your help."

Mr. Bi nodded kindly and said, "I wish you and others to leave the Holy Ruins safely." After saying that, he disappeared.

When everyone walked to the light door, the dog demon general said: "I'll explore the way first!" After saying that, he slowly entered it and didn't come back after a while.

Everyone looked at each other and entered one after another.

Not long after, Niu Shan pushed Fang Yun into the light gate.

"ah!"

Fang Yun's eyes darkened and brightened, and he felt his heart skip a beat. He realized that his body was falling towards the pool with the waterfall, and he couldn't help but let out a soft scream. Then he discovered that there was a group of silver-scaled fish with sharp teeth in the pool, looking up to the sky with their mouths wide open. Wait.

These silver-scaled fish are about the size of a palm, and have two rows of teeth that are constantly staggered and rotating, showing a murderous aura.

Fang Yun's heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. This was the Holy Ruins, or even Dragon Cliff, and even the most inconspicuous things were full of dangers. He hurriedly took out the mountain inkstone from Hanhu Beili and injected his talent into it. He was immediately surrounded by a radiant green mountain, forming a strong protective force. Then he took out a long knife and fell into the water with a plop before he could even speak.

The moment before entering the water, Fang Yun clearly saw these silver-scaled fish jumping up, opening their big mouths and biting at him, but they all bit on "Mountain Ode".

As soon as he entered the water, Fang Yun immediately felt extremely relaxed, as if he was born with water. He was about to wave his arms and paddle hard, but the surrounding water took the initiative to form huge waves, pushing him forward quickly.

"Isn't this... the Water Demon's Wave? At least you have to become a Water Demon General." Fang Yun then suddenly realized that he had eaten one Demon General's fake dragon ball, one Demon Commander's fake dragon ball, and one Demon Commander's fake dragon ball. The water control ability of the Dragon Ball is far superior to that of ordinary water demon generals. If the water demon general dares to attack him with water, he will most likely be counter-controlled by him.

Those silver-scaled fish were extremely ferocious. In just a few attacks, "Mountain Ode"'s strength was reduced to less than 10%. Once it caught up, Fang Yun would definitely die, but the big waves in the water isolated the silver-scaled fish from Fang Yun.

Fang Yun discovered that these fish had sharp teeth and lethality, but they only lived in the water instinctively and could not control water. They were like exotic trees. They were obviously stronger than the demon trees in the demon world, but they didn't even know any magic. Only physical attacks can be used.

Fang Yun suddenly remembered that it was because he was poisoned that Han Shoulu ate the Demonic Dragon Pearl. Without that Dragon Pearl, he would not have such a powerful ability to control water. Is this a blessing in disguise? In addition to thanking Han Shoulu, do I need to thank Mr. Fierce?

The water pool was not very big. After five or six breaths, huge waves washed Fang Yun to the shore. Fang Yun's legs and feet were inconvenient, but the waves were like a skateboard under his feet, pushing him out of the water pool for more than ten feet, and then he returned to the water pool. By the way, Reel in all the silver scale fish.

After the disaster, Fang Yun's heartbeat slowly recovered, and he couldn't help but recall the scene just now. He was originally preparing to have a big fight at Longya, but he encountered a group of powerful strange fish. It was so sudden.

Fang Yun felt that his legs were weak. This was not from fear, but from the sequelae of poisoning. His legs and feet had not fully recovered. The wheelchair is in the water. Those silver-scaled fish have no interest in the wheelchair. They are baring their sharp teeth on the shore and staring at Fang Yun. From time to time, fish jump out of the water suddenly, as if provoking.

The eyes of these fish are reddish, and they have an extremely strong desire for luck.

Fang Yun recalled the records about the Holy Ruins. He remembered that he had never seen this kind of fish. He was about to look around when he noticed something extra in his sleeve pocket. He took it out casually, a new Holy Fruit.