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

Chapter 0073 – Master of the World, Human Saints Enter the Temple of All Saints, All Saints Give Way!!!

And just when everyone in Kyushu was talking about the various great deeds that Fang Yun had made across time and space and returned to the origin of the Saint Yuan Continent.

In the picture, the years inadvertently flow quietly, and the stars are all over the sky and the moon is like a lotus overnight.

Above the skyline of Fang Yun’s mansion, it seemed that a deep crack had been cut between the blurs, and the stars and rivers could be seen in the cracks, flickering and surging like waves.

In the back courtyard of the mansion, a slender figure stood like a stone sculpture under the moonlight, standing still.

The peach blossom eyes that were as clear as water looked at the sky for a long time, as if waiting for something

At this moment, a slender figure slowly emerged from the crack, his green robe turned with the wind, and the silk towel on his head shook without rain.

The figure looks a little thin, but just standing there, it seems to be towering like a mountain.

The two figures inadvertently looked at each other, both revealing an unconscious smile.

Yang Yuhuan in the backyard held a white fox in his hand, looking at her husband, who was hanging high in the sky and stepping on the green lotus, as if he was much thinner than three years ago, and said softly: “Back?” ”

Fang Yun also smiled lightly and nodded.

“Keeps you waiting.”

The years are silent, and the stars are intentional.

I saw that the green lotus under Fang Yun’s feet seemed to rise and fall between the voids, bringing Fang Yun to Yang Yuhuan’s body.

A young couple reunited after a long absence, Yang Yuhuan naturally couldn’t help himself, and slammed into Fang Yun’s arms.

A generation of Void Saint Fang Jin Shi also rarely fell silent at this time, just slowly stroking Yang Yuhuan’s silky long hair.

After a long time, Yang Yuhuan finally came to his senses, and some doubts flashed in the moonlight.

“You seem to… It’s a little different from when I left three years ago. ”

As his wife, Yang Yuhuan was naturally extremely sensitive to changes in Fang Yun’s body, but no matter how he observed, he could never see through where Fang Yun had changed.

Fang Yun, on the other hand, only smiled slightly, did not answer the question, but just said.

“How many war poems are left before I have 16 poems?”

Fang Yun’s sudden question made Yang Yuhuan’s body stiffen slightly, and she looked at her husband, who had always been idle, a little helplessly.

“Could it be that you want…”

Fang Yun nodded: “It’s time.” ”

Then he smiled and did not speak, waved his arm sharply, took Yang Yuhuan into his arms, and walked straight towards the room.

“What are you doing?”

Yang Yuhuan was shocked.

Fang Yun just lowered his head, his eyes rippled like water waves: “I haven’t seen it for so long, what do you say?” ”

At this time, under the white moonlight, Yang Yuhuan’s reddish face like a peach blossom stained by the spring breeze became more and more beautiful, but some shy little hands grabbed the corner of Fang Yun’s clothes and buried his head in his chest.

Spring overnight.

Outside the picture, in the Xiliang Sanwei Bookhouse.

Xu Nian stared at the scenery above the picture with a strange smile, but everything was blocked by the doors and windows outside the house, and he could only see the mottled and dim lights, and he was stunned for a long time and did not find a figure.

Immediately a little frustrated: “It’s really a bad job, and I don’t want to reward the children of this world on weekdays.” ”

Under the public, Li Yishan’s face was a little red, and he slapped Xu Nian’s head fiercely.

“I don’t want to do serious things day by day, and I specialize in studying these crooked ways, which is really a shame for your master!”

Xu Nian covered the bag that had just bulged on his head and looked at Li Yishan with an unhappy expression

“You said that this Fang Yunyi will not speak as bluntly as a normal person, and it is 16 war poems, and what is the time, and said a lot without much explanation. He went over the night and left us confused in this night. ”

It doesn’t make sense to say so.

Although Xu Nian always looked idle, these words were very reasonable even if they fell into Li Yishan’s ears.

After all, everyone was not a person on the Saint Yuan Continent, and they did not know much about the Confucian system of that side of the world.

And Li Yishan also subconsciously fell his gaze on Su Yan’s body.

He immediately asked, “Sir, you should have a deep understanding of the Saint Yuan Continent, can you tell the students what these so-called 16 war poems and the so-called time is?” ”

Su Yan was originally staring at the picture floating above the sky, and he didn’t know what to think in his mind, and his face was slightly red.

After all, who is young is not ridiculous, he Su Yan used to be a hero who loved beautiful women, otherwise Yang Yuhuan would not have been so desperate to guard his side back then.

Suddenly hearing Li Yishan’s question, he came back to his senses and said in a positive tone.

“On the Saint Yuan Continent, there was a half-saint head named Dong Zhongqing, and later generations of readers honored him as Dong Sheng.”

“This Dong Sheng once said that if anyone on the Saint Yuan Continent can write 16 battle poems, they can be the master of the world.”

“As for when.”

Su Yan said at this time, his tone suddenly paused slightly, and he looked at the sky from a distance, “I think this Fang Void Saint should have his own considerations.” ”

When the words fell, the Sanwei Bookhouse suddenly fell into silence.

“Fang Yun wants to become a Tianxia Master?”

After hearing this title, Xu Nian pondered slightly for a moment.

Even if he usually pretends to be a gentleman, under the joint teaching of Xu Xiao, the king of Western Liang, and the poisonous man Li Yishan, he is naturally brilliant, and he seems to have guessed some of Fang Yun’s thoughts in vaguely.

“Is this Fang Yun creating his own pattern? Master, what do you say? ”

First, he cultivated the ancestral dragon and the holy beast qilin, accumulating countless merits and condensing the half-saint body

After returning to the Saint Yuan Continent, he will rush non-stop to the position of the world’s master, if Fang Yun does not have any ambition, I am afraid that even a fool will not believe it.

All he did was clearly in preparation for something.

However, Li Yishan didn’t seem to hear what Xu Nian said, and his eyes did not take his eyes away from the latter when Su Yan spoke.

Su Yan was very clear about the meaning of the Tianxia Master, and even knew the history of the Saint Yuan Continent.

It really had to make Li Yishan’s doubts about him a little heavier.

And at this time in the picture.

Outside the capital, Fang Yun seemed to wave his hand casually, his mind moved, and Zhou Shiwen slowly drifted out of his body, and it condensed into substance in front of everyone’s eyes, turning into a high platform.

Learn Haven Observatory!

Before he could wait for the onlookers to praise, Fang Yun jumped up, shaking out countless poetry scrolls in his hand, and the inkstone was inkless.

The people in the audience looked at his actions like this, and they were a little confused for a while.

And suddenly there was a word of surprise in the crowd.

“Fang Void Saint, this is trying to become a world master?!”

Everyone looked for a voice, and saw that the person who spoke was Dong Sheng’s descendant who became the rule of poetry in the world in Lixia that year, Dong Zhifu!

When this sentence fell, it attracted countless whispers from the surrounding people.

“Wouldn’t you? That’s 16 war poems, and ordinary people who want to write half of them will have to devote their whole lives to war poems! Fang Void Saint is also too arrogant! ”

“Indeed, although I am also very optimistic about Fang Void Saint, it may be difficult for him to ascend to heaven just because he wants to write sixteen battle poems now.”

In the face of the doubts and denials of countless people in the audience, Fang Yun should only turn a deaf ear.

Yaoyao said: “Dong Sheng’s words are remembered by students. Today, Fang Yun devoted his life to literary talents and dared to give it a try! ”

Between the words, the momentum is as turbulent as the waves of the sea. Countless snow-white scrolls rose in the air, and the pen and ink were dripping.

Only listen to Fang Yunlang’s voice.

“Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at the jade gate pass 0.Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken!”

A song is thought, and it does not stop and rises again.

“Zombie lonely village does not mourn, Shang Si for the national wheel platform. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier fell asleep. ”

“Qin Shi, Ming Yue, Han Shiguan, thousands of miles of long march people have not yet returned. But make Dragon City fly in and do not teach Huma to do Yin Mountain. ”

……

One poem after another was like a jade bead falling from the sky, pouring out of Fang Yun’s mouth.

It’s all silent!

Until Fang Yun’s last word fell, no one outside the capital dared to say a word!

After a long time, Dong Zhifu, who was the first to speak, just spoke.

“This… It seems that there are really 16 songs…”

“Fang Yun he… You can really be a master of the world! ”

As soon as the words landed, they rippled like stones spilled into a pond

The students watching around all bowed to Fang Yun one after another!

“Meet the Master of the World!”

Fang Yun, on the other hand, just smiled indifferently.

As if muttering to himself.

“Ten thousand worlds shine, heaven and earth enter me!”

Only listening to the words fell, Fang Yun’s body was full of culture in an instant!

The wind and clouds in the heavens and the earth, the thunder and light overflowed, and the sea tide rushed into the sky, like a vision descending from the sky!

I saw a phantom shadow filled with golden light rising up from the sky, towering high behind Fang Yun!

Fang Yun was also pleasantly surprised when he saw this.

When he returned to the Flood Desolation Saint Yuan Continent earlier, he had already refined the half-saint body with his own merits, but he had not yet reached the true half-saint realm.

And now, the golden light phantom summoned by the sixteen battle poems behind him was Fang Yun’s greatest opportunity at this time!

One thought to the sky.

One article into the half-saint!

From today onwards, Fang Yun will be called the Heavenly Master and the Half-Saint Realm! Off screen.

Looking at Fang Yun’s 16 battle poems came out, the readers of the Saint Yuan Continent all bowed down and bowed down.

Wang Changling, Lu You and the others couldn’t help shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.

These were originally poems written by them, but now they have been introduced to the Saint Yuan Continent, and they have actually become a step for Fang Yun to rise to the sky.

But at this time, no one will denounce Fang Yun as a copyist.

Between the eyebrows are deep reverence, and the glory of Kyushu poetry transmitted to the Holy Yuan Continent.

Only in the Sanwei Bookhouse, Su Yan shook his head and smiled.

“Don’t rush to cheer yet, it’s not over yet.”

As soon as the words fell, the picture changed like a page again.

I saw Fang Yun’s thin figure, and I don’t know when he appeared in a large hall.

I saw that in the main hall, there were more than ten or twenty statues neatly placed.

Among these statues, two faces fell into the eyes of everyone, which is quite familiar.

It was Kong Sheng and Dong Sheng who had just been mentioned by Su Yan!

All Temples!

And in front of everyone’s eyes, after Fang Yun bowed down, he actually raised his feet and walked straight towards the temple.

As soon as Fang Yun took a step, a statue in the temple actually bowed towards Fang Yun in return.

For a moment, everyone was shocked!

When a half-saint enters the temple, he will naturally receive a return gift from the half-saint statue.

But Kong Sheng and Dong Sheng are also among those statues that return the salute!

The head of the Confucian Saint and the Half-Saint saluted back to the Half-Saint, which was unheard of above the Saint Yuan Continent!

And the rest of the Half-Saints actually gave way the moment Fang Yun stepped into the All Saints Temple.

In the end, even Dong Sheng, the head of the Half-Saint, slowly stepped into the second position! The scholars on the Saint Yuan Continent suddenly burst out one by one!

The implications of this move could not be clearer.

All the half-saints actually made way for Fang Yun.

From now on, Fang Yun was called the head of the Half-Saint!