Saint of the Confucian way

At the moment Fang Yun took out the blood of the Dragon saint, the vast breath of the sea spread all over the whole garden. The whole garden was suffused with blue sea light, the rough waves were in front of us, and the storm and thunder were in our ears.

Ten great scholars felt their knees weak and almost knelt on the ground, while their heads were involuntarily lowered.

"Dragon... Dragon holy blood!" Lian Pingchao was shocked, because he felt a strong killing intention from the Dragon holy blood, which seemed to devour heaven and earth and destroy all things.

"The owner of this drop of dragon holy blood is definitely alive. This is dragon holy blood!" Yun zhaochen said. He wanted to raise his head and look at the Dragon Holy Blood carefully, but he found that he couldn't raise his head at all. There was a force that made rules. The great scholar in blood mountain ancient land was not qualified to see it!

The ten great scholars not only seemed to see the storm in front of them, but also in their hearts.

The blood of the living dragon saint is the real blood of the Dragon saint, which is far more than the blood of the dead dragon saint. Not everyone can own it. If it is possessed by despicable means, even at the place where the stars are cut off and separated by a hundred boundaries, the Dragon saint will know it, and an idea can kill it.

Even if it is a disciple of the holy family, don't want to get the Dragon holy blood, because the Dragon holy blood contains the blood power of the Dragon holy. If it is given to others, it is likely to expose its power and be targeted by the enemy.

A person with dragon holy blood should not only get the trust of the dragon family, but also make great contributions to the dragon family.

Fang Yun looked at the dark yellow blood of the Dragon saint of the East China Sea. There was a faint green dragon virtual shadow in the blood.

The green dragon virtual shadow first looked down at Zhenxie well, and then sent out a Canggu dragon roar.

"Oh..."

It is said that the ruins of Longcheng are thousands of miles around.

There are surprises everywhere.

After the green dragon roared, it flew into the Dragon King Dragon ball with the Dragon holy blood. Then the Dragon Ball burst and glittered.

Fang Yun's instinct narrowed his eyes, while if the ten college students not far away were hit hard, their bodies flew upside down and fell to the ground, and the ten war poetry dragons and horses disappeared.

Ten people struggled to get up, but the invisible power pressed on their heads, so that they could not stand up. Finally, they could only sit on the grass about feet high.

"This is the power of the throne. Even a drop of blood is enough to make us unqualified to watch and stand."

"Zhaochen, tell the truth, this cloud square... No, what is the origin of this square Yun." Qiu Meng finally couldn't help it.

Others were silent. Obviously, they had guessed that Yunfang was Fang Yun, but they didn't know Fang Yun's specific identity in Shengyuan.

Yun zhaochen shook his head and said nothing.

"According to the dust, you can at least reveal some, even a little." ye Fangge said.

Yun zhaochen pondered for a moment and said slowly, "I'm in a worse position."

Even the tide changed dramatically.

Yunzhaochen's status can definitely rank in the top ten among the university scholars in xuemangguti. Even if he enters the top five, no one will say anything. It is not much different from the status of Wei Huangan and Mo Yao. Otherwise, he will not take people into the ruins of Longcheng.

In terms of honorary status, the great scholars in xuemangguti are indeed not as good as those in Shengyuan, but in terms of their actual status, these great scholars master Longwen rice, and their status is definitely higher than that of ordinary university scholars in Shengyuan.

Even so, Yun zhaochen said that his status was poor and he was not qualified to disclose even a little information about Fang Yun, which was enough to show that Fang Yun's status was not only higher than that of a bachelor, but even higher than that of a Confucian!

"Is this the half Holy Son?" Lian Pingchao asked tentatively.

"Don't ask. I won't say a word about him. In short, if he dies in xuemanggu land, the whole xuemanggu land will be buried with him!" when Yun zhaochen spoke, he took a special look at even Pingchao.

Lian Pingchao trembled with fear, and then said angrily, "if his status is so high, why is he wanted?"

Yun zhaochen said calmly, "if it involves the dispute of the holy way, killing people in places like bloody ancient land is the cleanest."

Lian Pingchao was startled again and said, "he... He is a scholar, involved in the dispute over the holy way?"

Yunzhaochen didn't answer, and the great scholars continued to sit on the grass in a daze.

After the Dragon King and the Dragon Ball burst, a ten foot long green dragon came out of it. Chong Fangyun nodded gently and rushed straight into the water. It disappeared, leaving only spreading ripples.

Then, a thick white fog appeared over the pool, but one foot thick, completely covering the pool.

Fang Yun took a closer look at the pool, turned his horse's head and rushed back. He was surprised to find that ten college students were standing up from the ground, and there was no war poetry dragon horse.

Ten university scholars looked embarrassed and began to speak out one after another to form war poetry dragon horse.

When ten people boarded Zhanshi dragon horse again, Fang Yun arrived nearby.

Yun zhaochen said with a smile, "have you taken the things in the pool?"

"Don't mention it, there's nothing, and a drop of dragon holy blood and Dragon King Dragon ball are wasted." Fang Yun said with regret, but his expression was very indifferent, and he didn't think it was a big deal to lose valuable holy blood and dragon ball.

"Just now that... No, that dragon saint's breath, which dragon saint's?" Lian Pingchao asked carefully.

"Donghai dragon is holy." Fang Yun said.

The ten great scholars showed a sudden look. No wonder the dragon power is so powerful, far more powerful than ordinary holy blood. It makes sense if it is Donghai dragon saint. After all, Donghai dragon saint is known as the strongest dragon race, and even has the ability to rival ordinary holy men.

"What's in the pool?" Liu Shan couldn't help asking.

"Seriously, I don't know. I only know that if you want to live, you can only do what the inscription says." Fang Yun said helplessly.

"Here are the inscriptions of the Dragon nationality, so that the Pearl will not be covered with dust. Should there be no danger?" Yun zhaochen asked.

Fang Yun frowned and recalled the content of the inscription, saying: "things in ancient times, dead or not, those who can live to the present are not general, so we should be more careful. In short, if there is no accident, there will be nothing."

"Well, after all, it's the zhensin Hall of the dragon family, so there won't be an accident. Let's go into the flower bed together now?" Yun zhaochen asked.

"OK." Fang Yun looked back at Zhenxie well shrouded in thick fog..

Fang Yun and the six were about to move forward when the sound of Pingchao sounded.

"Yunfang, do you think you can take us into the flower bed?"

Fang Yun looked at Lian Pingchao in surprise and looked at him with a stiff smile.

Lian Pingchao explained with a smile: "you said that each person can only bring one plant God. The four of us go in, take four out, give you two, and divide the other two equally among the four of us. What do you think?"

"I have no energy to write more holy pages and edicts." Fang Yun said and left.

"Hey... Don't hurry. Although I misunderstood you before, I can't blame you. You're a Hanlin. Naturally, I have to doubt it. If you're a bachelor, how can I doubt it? Can't I admit my mistake?" Lian Pingchao said.

"You can correct your mistakes and be good. Even the bachelor will be able to go further in the literary position in the future." Fang Yun said and rushed to the flower bed with a horse's stomach.

Even Pingchao stayed in place awkwardly.

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