The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Back then, Fang Yun used the concept of natural circles in later generations and combined it with the knowledge he knew to obtain the supreme literary mind and high talent. His contribution was enough to put hundreds of millions of monsters in trouble.

Moreover, high talent was only the initial stage. In the future, he would have to improve his literary rank to gain more talent.

Now the Heavenly Tree only gave half of the supreme literary mind in the second layer, which was generous.

With this half of the mind, Fang Yun had a great chance to obtain the complete mind.

So far, except for Confucius and Xunzi, the saints of the human race who obtained the complete mind, geniuses like Sima Xiangru only obtained incomplete ones.

Confucius obtained it when he was compiling the Six Classics, and Xunzi made up for the incomplete supreme literary mind after he understood the holy way of "the separation of heaven and man".

If Fang Yun can really achieve the complete dual-tasking, when he is canonized in the future, the great role he will play is immeasurable.

"It's a pity that distant water can't save a nearby fire..."

Fang Yun's mind returned to Wen Palace and observed carefully. He found that there was more scent of Tianshu sap in Wenqu Starlight, and the dual-tasking Wenxin lamp was particularly bright, and the Tianshu seedling also changed.

The Tianshu seedling originally had three leaves, but now it has grown to four.

There was nothing on the fourth leaf, only a drop of crystal clear dew on the third seedling, and it is still unknown what it is.

Fang Yun got up and looked at the official seal. It was four quarters of the midnight, around midnight.

Although the Tianshu sap made his body better, Fang Yun was still a little tired after fighting for so long.

Fang Yun tidied up his desk and left the study.

It was late at night.

Nu Nu was sitting in front of the door, pressing the inkstone turtle with his left front paw seriously, looking up at Fang Yun with a piercing gaze, like a loyal little guard.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Nunu is awesome!"

The little fox, who had been serious, immediately grinned and scratched his head with his little paw, letting go of Yangui. Yangui took the opportunity to run, but Nunu's little paw immediately fell back and continued to press Yangui.

Yangui turned his head and glared at Nunu, then reluctantly retracted his head into his shell.

In the guest room, Ao Huang was snoring softly. When Fang Yun walked out of the study, the snoring became smaller, but soon recovered.

Fang Yun saw Yang Yuhuan in her own room, so he returned to the bedroom.

Lying down on the bed, Fang Yun, as before, recalled what happened today before going to bed, and soon discovered some of his own shortcomings, and learned some aspects or details that he had ignored before.

After an unknown period of time, Fang Yun fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly heard the door open. Because he did not feel any danger, Fang Yun did not wake up immediately. Then, he heard the footsteps of Yang Yuhuan, and Fang Yun continued to sleep with peace of mind, knowing that she might take or put something.

Fang Yun felt at ease.

The footsteps came closer, and a faint fragrance blew in his face.

Fang Yun was still at ease.

Then, the rustling sound of taking off clothes came from the bedside.

Fang Yun was uneasy.

Fang Yun has never been a saint without distractions, and he has had many fantasies. Now that he realizes that something is about to happen, he suddenly feels dry in the mouth and doesn't know what to do.

The quilt was lifted, and a body as smooth as silk entered. The heartbeat of that body was like a drum, and the breathing was like a strong wind.

Fang Yun immediately opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the person beside him.

In the night, Yang Yuhuan's eyes were particularly beautiful, as if there were peach blossoms blooming in her eyes.

Yang Yuhuan exclaimed softly, pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and her breathing became more rapid.

Fang Yun sighed softly and said, "Sister Yuhuan. If I can come back alive from this disaster, I will marry you immediately. If I never come back, you can still find a good family to marry. But now..."

A hand covered Fang Yun's mouth.

"Stop talking. I'm yours in life and your ghost in death."

"But..."

"My husband, give me a child..." Yang Yuhuan's firm voice was filled with shyness.

Fang Yun felt that his literary courage was completely broken, and his reason was gone...

The hibiscus tent was warm for the spring night, and it didn't matter if the swallows were wet with mud.

The butterflies flying through the flowers were seen clearly, and the dragonflies skimming the water flew slowly.

The slender waist was light in the palm, and the strings played the zither with hand language.

The small strings were like whispers, and new orioles were heard everywhere in the garden.

The spring eye silently cherished the trickle, and the tree shade reflected the water and loved the soft sunshine.

The little lotus just showed its pointed corners, and a dragonfly stood on it.

The spring river tide was connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rose with the tide.

The silver bottle suddenly broke and the water splashed, and the iron cavalry rushed out with swords and guns.

Blow away the yellow sand to get gold, and turn into spring mud to protect the flowers.

...

The clouds cleared and the rain stopped, and the two were sweating profusely. Fang Yun waved his hand, and the power given to him by the dragon ball cleaned them up.

Yang Yuhuan rested her head on Fang Yun's arm, with an unprecedented sweet smile on her lips, and fell asleep.

Fang Yun was about to fall asleep when he vaguely heard Ao Huang talking in his sleep.

"How could the mountains collapse and the earth crack, and the sun and the moon shake, it scared me to death..."

Fang Yun's smile froze on his face, and he even forgot to use the power of Wen Dan to isolate the inside and the outside.

"Forget it..."

Fang Yun threw all his worries behind his head and closed his eyes to sleep.

In the morning, Fang Yun woke up on time. Although the fierce battle last night was unprecedented, it was nothing for him who was stronger than ordinary demon generals. Even if he fought for a day and a night, his talent could quickly replenish his physical strength.

Yang Yuhuan was different. How could she withstand Fang Yun's conquest and she was still sleeping.

Fang Yun stood up gently and found Yang Yuhuan's clothes on the chair with Yin Jiangbei on it, so he took out a protective cultural treasure from Yin Jiangbei, and then poured a lot of talent into it to continue stimulating, protecting Yang Yuhuan so that she could not listen. to outside sounds.

Afterwards, Fang Yun left the bedroom.

Fang Daniu secretly gave a thumbs up, several maids pursed their lips, blushed and lowered their heads, walking quickly along the wall, while the older ones laughed.

Ao Huang was still snoring.

Nunu is the same as every morning, still jumping around and playing with the little meteor.

The inkstone assiduously crawled toward the gate. As soon as it came out, it made a soundless noise and turned around silently to crawl back.

Fang Daniu ran over quickly and said: "We have packed everything in your study last night. We have selected all the four treasures of the study given by the emperor. Every place is clean without a trace of dust. The car has been prepared early. , parked just outside the door. Your favorite dishes are also prepared for breakfast, and everything is arranged properly. "

Fang Yun nodded and looked at Fang Daniu.

A few months ago, Fang Daniu was still a simple and honest young man, but today he has the temperament of a great butler, especially in front of other servants, he has gained a dignity that he never had before.

There was no smile on Fang Yun's face, and he said: "Brother Daniu, let me ask you, what will you do if I die?"

Fang Daniu hadn't heard this title for several months. His body trembled. He looked at Fang Yun carefully and said seriously: "You left, but Madam is still here. She is still the master of the Fang family, and I am still the housekeeper of the Fang family!"

"No, Sister Yuhuan is Sister Yuhuan."

"I believe Madam will still regard herself as a member of Fang's family."

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment and sighed. He never thought that Fang Daniu could see more clearly than himself in this regard.

"Well, she is the master of our Fang family. Ao Huang!"

"Ah? Ah! What's the ghost calling so early in the morning!" Ao Huang knocked through the door and came out, floating in the air and looking at Fang Yun in confusion.

"Do me a favor. If anyone takes my wife Yang Yuhuan's position as the head of the Fang family, you can kill for me until you are tired!"

"Oh? Oh! I understand! I understand! How can I be tired? Hehe!"