Wuxia: Will the night master, the third Confucian saint is exposed

Chapter 0051 Golden List Reward! The first in the gold list, Fang Void Saint, Fang Yun!!!!

As the scorching white light gradually dissipated, the picture also stopped abruptly at this time and disappeared into infinity.

Everyone in Kyushu looked at the disappearing picture above the sky and talked about it.

“It turns out that Senior Zhang Fulang was not unable to advance to Confucianism 800 years ago, but he was unwilling. Once he advanced to the Confucian Saint, the final path could only fly to the immortal realm to become an immortal, and he could no longer shelter the world. ”

In Tai’an City, Yuanbenxi muttered.

There was a brilliant look of adoration in his eyes.

800 years ago, the Confucian Zhang Fulang and the Taoist Lü Zu were called the two heroes of the world.

But in the evaluation of later generations, Zhang Fulang was always pressed by Lu Zu, who was a junior.

There was no other reason, just because Lu Zu had only single-handedly forcibly opened the Heavenly Gate, but he only hovered outside the door and did not enter.

Although he still did not promote to the Celestial Realm in the end, he also proved that he had the qualifications to become an immortal and was deeply feared by the people of the world.

But Zhang Fulang has always buried his head in books, and his lifelong desire is only to teach the world Confucianism, like a wild crane living in the mountains.

I have never shown my true strength in front of the people of the world.

As a result, everyone in the world believed that although Zhang Fulang was the ancestor of Confucianism, he was only knowledgeable and could not be compared with the Taoist Lü Zu in terms of strength.

This battle in the picture is revealed to the world.

It turned out that Zhang Fulang was not without the ability to soar into the immortal world, but only in order to sit in the world for 800 years, he resolutely gave up this opportunity and hid alone on the distant Ultimate South Mountain.

Perhaps every sunrise and moon set, this pale-faced old man who has been breathing alone for eight hundred years silently watches the vicissitudes of the bulls in Kyushu with a pair of profound eyes that condense profound knowledge!

No matter the 920 cold and heat, the wind and snow are shaking.

Dedicated to the world, senseless life!

“The ancestors… He is truly a man with a heart for the world! ”

“I’m waiting for junior Confucianism, and I can’t reach it in my life!”

Saying with emotion, Yuanbenxi suddenly bowed towards the golden list above the 9 heavens, and kowtowed three times!

Among the Xiliang Sanwei Bookhouse.

Li Yishan was also a little stunned, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.

“Although I am praised by the world as a poisonous warrior, I have always prided myself as a Confucian who supports the right path.”

“Today, seeing the ancestor so selfless, I understand that I and he are just wild geese and moths.”

Those who had thought that although Zhang Fulang was the ancestor, he was inferior to the Taoist Lu Zu, they were stunned and could not say a word.

This old man, who was once said by them to be inferior to his junior Lu Zu, not only created a Confucian lineage, but also for the sake of all sentient beings in the world, he would rather give up the qualification to soar into the immortal world, bear all kinds of comments from future generations, and also guard Kyushu alone for eight hundred years, like an old father, smiling in a place where no one knows and watching his children and grandchildren grow up slowly.

Such a temperament, no one in the world can compare! Just when countless people sighed.

On the gold list that disappeared from the picture, it changed again.

A few lines of quaint golden characters were arranged between the golden rays.

[Golden List Confucian Saint Fourth: Zhang Fuwan]

[Life for the world, a hundred years without immortals]

[Golden List Reward: The ancient bell of the years rings, giving the world luck and longevity! ] 】

[For you Zhang Fushake condense the world’s Confucian luck, and renew your lifespan for another 800 years! ] 】

The moment the big golden characters flew out, everyone in Kyushu was shocked and shocked by the big hand of the golden list.

But then he smiled and was relieved.

When the smile was no longer faced with the rewards of the remaining Confucian saints, the envy and jealousy that unconsciously rose up.

There is only deep relief and joy from the heart.

Since ancient times, Confucian saints who have spent their lives planning for the sake of the world have rarely come to a good end

Huang Longshi used his life as a bet, according to all living beings in the world as a pawn, only hoping to exchange for a peaceful and prosperous era, the unification of Kyushu.

But helplessly known as the demon of troubled times, even if hidden in the deep mountains, he also bears the endless infamy of Kyushu under the world, and his lifelong fame is engraved on the monument of shame, and has become the object of contempt of successive generations of Confucianists.

Wang Yangming studied hard, only seeking to open a new Confucian road for the world, and was no longer bound by the words of his predecessors.

But he was regarded as deviant and ununderstood, and eventually became a tool for others to control the dynasty, and even though he became famous after death, he still died of illness on the way home, and never saw his hometown again for the rest of his life.

It can be seen from this that even if the people of Kyushu claim to be heroes and heroes, there are still many ignorant people who are arrogant and occupy high positions.

It also makes these Confucian saints who have spent their lives in Kyushu and read hard for decades in exchange for all their lives in Kyushu, and all of them dedicate themselves to the Confucian saints of Kyushu, one by one, step into the footsteps of others, bury their bones under the yellow spring, and their corpses are cold in the frozen soil.

Even if someone praised it loudly, no one cared about it since.

A piece of Dan heart returned to the world, and behind him scolded the remnants of famous works.

I can only sigh that the hero is late, who in the world knows the hero.

And if it weren’t for the appearance of the gold list today, Zhang Fuwan’s life and heart would be revealed to the world.

I am afraid that this ancestor of Confucianism can only bear the name of mediocrity that is inferior to his descendants in his life, and quietly die after watching the world on the South Mountain for 800 years.

After death, the body decayed, was covered in heavy rain and snow, and pecked by mountain beasts and birds.

A generation of Confucian saint ancestors, the world praised the classics he left behind, but sat and watched him die in the unknown of anyone.

It’s ironic.

Fortunately, the golden list gifted the world’s Confucian luck to Zhang Fulang and gave him a life span of 800 years.

Although it is still difficult to match his efforts, it allows this ancestor who has silently guarded the world for 800 years not to end up with a tragic end.

It can also be regarded as a rather glorious ending for Zhang Fuwan.

In the main hall of the Shangyin School Palace.

Qi Yanglong stretched out his hand to touch the ancestor’s old cheek, but the outstretched hand trembled and could not reach the end.

Zhang Fulang looked at Qi Yanglong with invisible eyes, and the corner of his mouth still had that trademark faint smile.

Then countless cloudy tears rolled down, wetting the floor under his feet.

He said with a smile on his open mouth.

“Very good. I am satisfied to see that you are doing well now. ”

“These 800 years have not waited in vain.”

Perhaps because he had not spoken to anyone for hundreds of years, Zhang Fuxiang’s voice had already dried and hoarse, sounding like countless dust and sand rubbing against each other, but it was unexpectedly inexplicably warm.

In the next instant, the golden light above the golden list suddenly levitated on Zhang Fu’s side.

I saw Zhang Fu shake his originally empty and godless eyes, but at this time he quietly regained his luster.

The breath of dying old age also began to shrink suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be hundreds of years younger.

The aura around his body was awe-inspiring, far beyond all the Confucian saints that had appeared before!

The ancestor of Confucianism, today, has finally received the luck of thousands of years of Confucianism! Zhang Fuwan, who had already become a Confucian saint, looked at the Skyrim Golden List from a distance.

“As a Confucian saint, everything I do is only the righteousness of a saint.”

“After this incident, I should also go back to my Ultimate South Mountain.”

“Child.”

Zhang Fu slowly stroked Qi Yanglong’s head, calling the old man who was already seventy or eighty years old a child, but it didn’t look weird as imagined, but it was inexplicably warm.

“Don’t worry, everything in the world has its own road, and the road is only slow, and there will be an end.”

“I’ll always watch you.”

When the words fell, Zhang Fu’s figure gradually turned into a golden point of light and disappeared into the hall.

“Congratulations to the ancestors!”

The moment Zhang Fulang disappeared, everyone in the world, whether it was Confucianism, Taoism or other schools of scholars, crawled on the ground and sent this ancestor who had been alone in the world for 800 years home!

When it was far away, it seemed to be quietly permeated with a touch of awe.

Under the sound of Megatron, the golden list in the sky, which had long been silent, suddenly burst out with a ferocious aura at this time!

Everything between heaven and earth changes in unison!

“This is the third Confucian saint who is about to appear?!”

The vision of the mutation between heaven and earth far exceeded the picture of several Confucian saints in the previous world!

Even Zhang Fuwan is far inferior!

Almost the entire Kyushu was suddenly collapsed by the appearance of this Confucian saint, and Li Yishan, who had always looked cold, was also full of fear at this time.

He suddenly remembered something.

As the ancestor of Confucianism, Zhang Fulang, could only rank fourth on the Confucian Saint List!

That is to say, the three Confucian saints who will appear next are all figures above the ancestors of Confucianism!

“This can’t be…”

Li Yishan shook his head in a bit of panic.

“I have read through the thousand-year history books of Kyushu, and I have never heard of anyone who surpassed Zhang Fuwan in Confucian attainments!”

“Not to mention three!”

“Unless…”

The words suddenly froze, and a hazy figure appeared in his mind, and he subconsciously looked at Su Yan beside him.

But before he could say what he had in mind, he could guess.

I saw that above the gold list, the golden light surged, as if it was the surrounding of the list, and the prosperous picture scroll was outlined with golden ink.

For a while, it was as bright as a fairyland!

Countless magnificent and simple characters suddenly appeared on the gold list.

But the name in the word seems a little strange.

I only saw that under the golden ink, there was a line of big characters.

[Golden List Confucian Saint Third: Fang Void Saint, Fang Yun! ] 】

“How could it be him?”

Li Yishan was suddenly startled, and said unconsciously in his mouth.

Xu Nian was stunned.

“What’s wrong, Master? Is this person named Fang Yun famous? How I haven’t heard. ”

Hearing Xu Nian’s words, a hint of scorn appeared at the corner of Li Yishan’s mouth.

“It’s not famous, because in the entire huge Kyushu, only a few people know this name.”

“But even if you know the name, you don’t know who it is.”

“Fang Yunfang False Saint is just a character recorded in a wild history, and in the history books of the past and present, there are only some ancient books circulated by the people, and this name is rarely mentioned.”

“We always thought he didn’t exist. Li Yishan looked up at the sky. ”

“But I never thought that Fang Yun was not only a real person, but also an existence that surpassed Zhang Fuwan on the Confucian Saint List and ranked among the top three!”