Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Big Brother, they have been gone for seven or eight days, why is there no movement at all, won't something happen?"

Chen Xiaokui said with a worried look at Zhang Yi who had just walked out of the cave.

And Zhang Yi walked out of the cave this time for a reason. Just now he received a new task from the Destiny Map, and the task was about that scholar.

Character: Fang Tiancheng (Big Brother of Confucianism, mid-stage of Transformation)

Task: Let Fang Tiancheng willingly hand over the Confucian Saint Pen (cannot be robbed)

Time limit: fifteen days

Reward: Dao fragments*50, Destiny Box*3, Destiny Map attribute enhancement once

Punishment: hunted down by Confucian masters

Rarely, Zhang Yi did not scold the Destiny Map this time. It must be said that this reward is in line with his heart. It was sent to him when he knew he was short of Dao fragments.

"But... what is this Confucian Saint Pen? It has to be sent to him on its own initiative. I think it should be a treasure of Confucianism."

Although the task is still as pit as before, Zhang Yi has long been accustomed to it after such a long time.

"Witch, Shen Wangu, you must bring Fang Tiancheng back to me!"

Although the mission only lasts for fifteen days, Zhang Yi was prepared and sent someone to find Fang Tiancheng in advance.

"Big Brother...Big Brother!"

Seeing that Zhang Yi was a little absent-minded, Chen Xiaokui pushed his shoulder and reminded him.

Zhang Yi came back to his senses, "I have something to do at Yueying Peak. You should practice well on Wangchuan Cliff and try to give them a surprise when they come back."

When Zhang Yi arrived at Yueying Peak, Yueyao was still sitting on the top of Yueying Peak as usual, as if waiting for Zhang Yi, and the green hairpin on her head was particularly eye-catching.

"What's the matter with you coming here this time?"

Yueyao knew that Zhang Yi would not come to the temple for no reason, so she asked directly.

"You really can't hide anything from your eyes."

Zhang Yi also blew a wave of rainbow farts as usual.

"Yao'er, do you know the Confucian sage pen?"

Zhang Yi stood in front of Yueyao and carefully observed Yueyao's expression.

As soon as these words came out, Yue Yao's expression changed slightly, and she immediately stood up and asked nervously: "You are eyeing the Confucian Sage Pen again?!"

Zhang Yi waved his hands repeatedly and defended: "No, no, I just heard that the Confucian Sage Pen is magical, so I came to ask."

"Zhang Yi, I found that you really look down on ordinary things, and now you are even thinking about the Confucian Sage Pen."

Yue Yao knew Zhang Yi's thoughts and bluntly exposed his lies.

"The Confucian Sage Pen is a sacred object of Confucianism. Those who get the Confucian Sage Pen can command Confucian scholars all over the world. It is said that this Confucian Sage Pen was refined by the first generation of Confucian Sage with his own soul, and it contains supreme literary energy..."

But Yue Yao still told Zhang Yi the origin of the Confucian Sage Pen.

"Zhang Yi, I advise you to quickly give up this idea. You are a member of the Taoist sect. If you get the Confucian Sage Pen, you will die. Besides... The Confucian Sage Pen has never had an owner for so many years, but it can only be used when Confucianism is in great trouble."

Yue Yao gave Zhang Yi a serious warning.

Zhang Yi was shocked. He knew that the mission of the Destiny Map was not so easy to complete, but he did not expect it to be so difficult.

"Yao'er, do you think the Confucian Sage Pen is on the scholar we met that day?"

Zhang Yi asked tentatively.

"Impossible! His cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Spiritualization. The Confucian Sage Pen cannot be on him. The Confucian Sage Pen will only be kept by the contemporary Confucian Sage, and outsiders cannot get their hands on it at all."

Yue Yao said firmly.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi felt a headache. Since the Confucian Sage Pen was not on Fang Tiancheng, how could he take the initiative to give it to him?

"This morning, give up the idea of ​​the Confucian Sage Pen. Remember I told you that Confucian people can communicate with immortals? Don't provoke them for the time being!"

Yue Yao was worried that Zhang Yi would mess up, so she repeatedly reminded him.

She found that Zhang Yi always liked to do something challenging and difficult every time, which was really worrying.

"Don't worry, I'm just asking."

Zhang Yi grinned.

In order to dispel Yue Yao's doubts, he talked to Yue Yao again on Yueying Peak. In the end, Yue Yao couldn't stand it anymore and drove him down the mountain.

When Zhang Yi returned to Wangchuan Cliff, Chen Xiaokui saw that he looked worried and asked with concern: "Big Brother, what's wrong?"

Zhang Yi shook his head and did not show his distress in front of Chen Xiaokui, but walked into the cave by himself, "Everything should wait until I see Fang Tiancheng."

"Big Brother must have encountered something. I must break through the God Transformation Stage as soon as possible to help Big Brother!"

Chen Xiaokui felt a sense of crisis again and returned to the Avenue Spirit Tree to continue practicing seriously.

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On the other side, Shen Wangu and his companions flew all the way, following the black light for several days without resting.

"Brother Tao, is your secret method reliable? We have been chasing for eight days and still haven't seen anyone."

Shen Wangu panted and couldn't help complaining.

Tao Chengtian looked a little embarrassed, but his eyes were firm as he said, "Daoyou, this is a secret method of our clan that will never be passed on. There will be no problem."

"Perhaps this person feels that someone is following him, or maybe someone else is chasing him, so he keeps moving."

Tao Chengtian found a seemingly perfect excuse for himself, but Shen Wangu and the others ignored him.

But now they had no choice but to rely on Tao Chengtian's unreliable secret method, and they could only grit their teeth and continue to pursue.

Finally, when night fell, the black light in front of them dissipated, and the portrait was burned into ashes.

"Found it, found it!"

Tao Chengtian pointed at the two figures on the barren mountain with excitement, "I said there was nothing wrong with my secret method!"

Shen Wangu and the others looked in the direction of Tao Chengtian's finger, but they saw another old friend. Their faces changed at the same time, and they looked at each other, "How could it be her?"

It turned out that the person was Taoist Qinglian. She had been looking for Fang Tiancheng these days, and it took a lot of effort to catch up with him.

"This girl, why are you following me?"

Fang Tiancheng blocked his chest with both hands. After all, Taoist Qinglian didn't look like a good person, and he was worried that he would be taken advantage of.

"The Confucian kid is really good at escaping. He actually kept me chasing him for three incense sticks."

The Taoist Qinglian grabbed Fang Tiancheng and prepared to leave, but was blocked by Tao Chengtian.

"Senior, I am Tao Chengtian from the Southern Demon Country. This person is very useful to me. I hope you will give me a favor and hand him over to me!"

Tao Chengtian has already memorized Fang Tiancheng's appearance in the past few days. He also wanted to show off in front of Ren Qianchou, so he would never let Taoist Qinglian take Fang Tiancheng away.

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