The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3315 Lord of ZTE

Everywhere in the Holy Yuan Continent was filled with joy.

It's not because there are a large number of pre-sage children, scholars, scholars, and Jinshi, nor is it because I heard that the demon world is gone, but because it is rumored that Fang Yun is the ancestor.

Daofeng Mountain.

The dense Kunlun vitality poured down from Daofeng Mountain like a waterfall. After reaching the mountainside, it disappeared. In fact, it was evenly moved to all parts of the Holy Yuan Continent by the power of the Holy Court.

In front of the temples.

The semi-saint incarnation and the purple-robed scholar stood outside the door, looking quietly into the hall.

In the main hall, the statue of Saint Kong is the largest and occupies the highest position, also called the Saint's Terrace.

The statue of Fang Yun should have been at the head of the second row of saints, but now, the statue of Fang Yun appears on the saint's stage.

The first scholar in the Holy Academy who saw this scene fainted with fright. After reporting the matter, the most important scholars in the human race almost gathered together.

Therefore, this large-scale public meeting, which is rare among human races, was held in front of the temple gates.

There is nothing the saints can do. This is really the first time in the history of humankind.

After a long discussion, the saints finally confirmed that Fang Yun was indeed the ancestor.

The vision he saw before was Fang Yun's vision of his ancestor.

Since then, Fang Yun has been the true saint of the human race.

Since the fall of the Zongsheng, there has been no noise about Fang Yun from the human race. However, most people still find it hard to believe that Fang Yun became the ancestor in such a short period of time.

Not only the ordinary scholars, not only the great scholars, but even the semi-saints were a little panicked, and they had never encountered such a thing!

Therefore, the main body of the saints held a holy meeting in the Dongsheng Pavilion, and the clones and the great scholars held another meeting in front of the holy halls.

"It has only been a few years since Fang Sheng was promoted to sub-sage. How come he was promoted to saint so quickly? I think we need to think about it in the long term." The speaker was clearly Jiang Hechuan. He was not afraid that Fang Yun would be named the ancestor, but that Fang Yun would not be named the ancestor when he came back. At that time, a big oolong was caused.

Almost all the people in Jingguo had the same reaction as Jiang Hechuan.

In the past, the people of Jingguo tried their best to praise Fang Yun, but now, the people of Jingguo all seemed to have cut off their relationship with Fang Yun. They kept persuading the saints and Confucian scholars to be cautious, which only made it more difficult for the saints.

There is one exception.

"I said you just eat carrots and worry about nothing every day. All the temples have the will of Saint Kong. If Saint Fang didn't make his ancestor a saint, the statue of Saint Kong would definitely kick him away. Do we need to worry? Besides, Well, if Fang Sheng didn’t become the ancestor, why would he swallow up the entire demon world?”

Li Wenying smiled bitterly and said: "If Saint Fang doesn't personally explain what happened today, we won't be able to contact other saints. I always feel unsure."

All the scholars looked at Li Wenying with eyes full of understanding. Only Fang Yun could make the all-powerful Li Wenying hesitate.

Zhang Poyue said impatiently: "What are the people in the Gongdian Hall doing? Hurry and prepare a big statue for Saint Fang. I remember that Saint Fang gave a lot of divine materials, right? Just use divine materials to carve. It must be more impressive than Confucius and cannot be degraded. The prestige of our Jingguo!"

Everyone rolled their eyes, what does it mean to be more arrogant than Kong Sheng? This is also called human talk?

"Be honest." Jiang Hechuan was helpless.

"From now on, Fang Sheng is the real master of ZTE. No one will object now, right?" Zhang Poyue said.

Everyone rolled their eyes again. Who dares to oppose Fang Yun now? No one in the Zong family has said a word, no good, bad or weird words, for fear of being misunderstood.

"As long as no one objects! I said Gongdian, you are eating Fang Sheng's food, drinking Fang Sheng's food, and taking Fang Sheng's food. Why are you not talking now? What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and build a saint statue of Fang Sheng, even if you don't use it today. He will be able to use it in a few years. He will definitely become a saint." Zhang Poyue yelled and turned the front of the holy hall into a vegetable market. Fortunately, everyone knew about his temper. If they didn't know, they would have beaten him out. .

A Gongdian Pavilion elder said angrily: "The saint's statue needs to be carved by the half-sage himself, how dare we overstep the mark and do it for you."

"That's right..." Zhang Poyue looked at Wang Jinglong's incarnation and said, "Mr. Jinglong, it's better for you to take action. You have to suppress the evil dragon and give him a heavy treasure. You can't make a fortune in silence."

Wang Jinglong lowered his eyes, shook his right foot, and almost ran over and kicked Zhang Poyue away.

Many great scholars raised their heads and looked up at the sky. Their mouths were too weak.

Previously, Wang Jinglong was thrown away by the Prison Suppressing Evil Dragon, which was a great shame and humiliation in Wang Jinglong's life. No one dared to mention it. Zhang Poyue, on the other hand, always felt that Wang Jinglong got a big deal, although Wang Jinglong did get a big deal. Honey, the problem is that I have lost all my face.

Wang Jinglong took a deep breath and said: "I have contacted the Old Dragon Saint of the East China Sea. If nothing unexpected happens, the other side will reply soon... Well, it's here."

Suddenly, a sea eye appeared in the sky above the Holy Courtyard, and then a virtual bead fell from it.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Jinglong took the Xulou Pearl.

Wang Jinglong's incarnation injected a trace of holy thoughts into the Xulou Pearl. He was stunned for a moment, and then the incarnation exploded.

The explosion of a semi-holy incarnation was almost equivalent to a holy war poem. Everyone felt that death was coming and they must panic. However, the divine light descended from the sky in an instant, and the power of the holy courtyard trapped the incarnation of Wang Jinglong, and the aftermath did not affect others. .

After a few breaths, the new Wang Jinglong appeared.

At first glance, this new Wang Jinglong looks like a very ordinary little old man, thin and a bit dark. However, the higher the realm, the more nervous the person looks, and those Wen Zong's whole bodies are trembling.

On the contrary, people with lower realms didn't feel anything when they looked at Wang Jinglong.

"The Advent of the Holy Body..."

Many great scholars had vaguely noticed that Jiang Hechuan immediately gave Zhang Poyue a wink, and Zhang Poyue was about to speak, then closed his mouth and sighed helplessly.

Wang Jinglong took the Xulou Pearl again, a trace of helplessness appeared on his face, and said: "This thing records what the Dragon Clan Great Saint saw with his own eyes. Although it has been severely weakened, it still contains the figure of the Saint Ancestor. Even if it is just a falsehood among falsehoods, it is full of supreme power. Therefore, I can only borrow the power of the Holy Academy to announce it to the public so that you will not be hurt. However, this is the first time I have done this, everyone..."

Wang Jinglong glanced at everyone and continued: "Be mentally prepared."

The great scholars nodded vigorously.

Wang Jinglong exerted a little force with his right hand, and the Xulou Pearl shone brightly, projecting a three-dimensional image thousands of feet high into the sky.

That was the scene outside the Royal Clan Mountain, when Fang Yun killed all the Kunlun Saints alone. At that time, Fang Yun was only a sub-saint.

The great scholars watched carefully, thinking that it was nothing, just a sub-saint.

A slight arc appeared at the corner of Wang Jinglong's mouth.

Suddenly, the screen was dark, and before everyone could react, huge black shadows appeared on the screen, the light was distorted, and the world changed.

What's even more terrifying is that in the sky above those huge black shadows, there are many different groups of strange phenomena.

They are just shadows in memory, and they have been blurred many times, but they still exude the great power of dominating the world and controlling the heaven and earth.

It seems like a sky!

Under the sky, everyone is an ant.

In the picture, the ancestral might is confronting each other. In the eyes of the great scholars, it is simply a collision of the heavens and the collapse of the world!

All the great scholars feel that they are in the battlefield of the ancestors.

The great scholars' bodies sank, and they were all pressed to the ground by the powerful pressure, as if they had lost control of their bodies.

"My legs... can't move..." Zhang Poyue complained in a low voice.