Saint of the Confucian way

"The empty saint is also imprisoned by the criminal turtle. It seems that we really have no hope. Alas..." a university scholar sighed.

Fang Yun glanced at the man. It was Tang Jianqiu. He had an excellent relationship with Yun zhaochen, but later he sold his friend to protect himself. He had promised to be with Yun zhaochen, but finally he was bought by Mo Yao. His character was extremely unbearable.

The huge sin turtle rowed his limbs and moved forward at a high speed in the water. In front of them, there was nothing to see except the dark sea water.

Fang Yun looked to the side and saw that the team composed of four nationalities was catching up.

Fang Yun's tongue burst into spring thunder and said, "go back. If I die, the previous agreement will be invalid. If I leave here, I will try my best to save you. Goodbye."

Those water demons slowly slowed down and showed their regret.

"Your Highness, I was also caught..." the sound of demon Hou shark lamp came from a cage not far away.

Fang Yun nodded and found that he could still use the spring thunder on his tongue, so he tried to put his tongue out, but he found that the tongue sword was blocked by Pei Moneng's power when he was about to leave the Wen palace, so he couldn't leave, and then tried to make a statement.

"When the wind blows, the clouds fly. When we return to our hometown in the sea of Weijia, we will be able to defend the four directions..."

Fang Yun found that he could still use his "eloquent" literary heart, and the poem "gale song" was completed. However, in the end, he did not form the power of attack, and his talent was wasted.

"We've all tried. We can mobilize talent and even courage, but all offensive forces can't play any role in the outside world. This crime turtle is really strong." Wei Huangan's tone is full of helplessness.

Fang Yun tried to open the swallow seashell, but he couldn't open it. His heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Have you tried all kinds of methods?" Fang Yun asked.

"All tried, all failed. I had a holy Qi treasure in Jiangbei. I had a chance to fight, but now I can't take it out..." Meng Jingye sighed.

"That's a pity," Fang Yun said with regret.

Compared with the cultural treasures under the great Confucianism, the cultural treasures are not only powerful, but also play a great role, that is, they can inherit the power of semi saints. All the great Confucian cultural treasures carrying the semi holy power can be called holy Qi cultural treasures.

Once the holy Qi Wen Bao stimulates the power inside, it will form a powerful power close to the semi holy hand. After one time, it will return to an ordinary Confucian Wen Bao.

"What shall we do now? Fang Yun, I heard that you have taken a lot of dragon inscriptions. Is there no means to escape?" Wei Huangan asked.

"Who told you?" Fang Yun asked.

"Tang Jianqiu." Wei Huangan naturally sold Tang Jianqiu.

Tang Jianqiu hurriedly said, "when we entered the first Hall of the side hall, according to the traces left, you and yunzhaochen's team must have taken a large number of dragon inscriptions."

Fang Yun looked at Tang Jianqiu carefully. He remembered that when he met him for the first time in the valley, Tang Jianqiu cursed himself, smiled and said, "Bachelor Tang's progress is very stable."

Tang Jianqiu was embarrassed. At that time, he cursed Fang Yun for death, and Fang Yun also replied, be careful to fall from the clouds and die. If he didn't know Fang Yun's identity, he would fight back now, but Fang Yun is a virtual saint, whose status is higher than the sum of all scholars in the ancient land of blood, and he doesn't dare to treat him like before.

"At that time, I didn't know Mount Tai. I hope Fang Xusheng won't be surprised. When I get out of the ruins of Longcheng, I will certainly apologize."

"There's no need to apologize. Just tell me, who in my team and yunzhaochen sent a message to betray me?" Fang Yun said.

The university students nearby looked different and looked at Fang Yun and Tang Jianqiu in surprise.

Tang Jianqiu smiled and said, "Fang Xu's holy power is in the sky. Maybe he saw something, but I really don't know anything. Mo Yao told me everything. Even if someone in your team betrays the news, he is the only one who knows."

"Oh, when you were in the valley that day, you didn't send a message secretly to buy Lian Pingchao?" Fang Yun smiled and stared at Tang Jianqiu's eyes.

Tang Jianqiu's eyes flashed a touch of surprise. Then he calmly smiled and said, "Fang Xusheng is really joking. No, absolutely not. At that time, I just sent a message for Mo Yao. I apologize to you again. When I get out of the town sin hall, I'll compensate you a thousand kilograms of dragon grain rice!"

Fang Yun secretly said that Tang Jianqiu was really cunning. He wanted to respect the old when he was young. He couldn't continue to ask questions without evidence.

"The sin turtle slowed down," said a university scholar.

Fang Yun turned and looked ahead. There was no change. It was still dark water.

"Who knows what happened? Will the sin turtle kill us?" said a bear demon king.

Fang Yun was familiar with it. He turned around and saw that it was the demon king Xiong Sha who was scared away with his holy page.

The bear was standing upright with his two front palms on the cage. When he saw Fang Yun immediately landing on his four feet, his eyes were flustered, as if Fang Yun was still followed by a dragon eating vine behind him.

Fang Yun laughed at Xiong Sha and said, "the front is the main hall of zhensin."

"Oh? Where does Fang Xusheng know?" Meng Jingye asked.

"When I met the aquarium, they took me to the main hall of sin in the town. Unfortunately, I met the sin turtle prison car." Fang Yun said.

"Alas... Your luck is too bad." Wei Huangan said.

"Better than you," Fang Yun said.

"That's what I said. Different roads lead to the same goal." Wei Huangan was unhappy.

Fang Yun and several senior scholars were laughed angrily by Wei Huangan. The man's speech was really the same as the rumor. It was too unreliable.

Fang Yun looked at Meng Jingye and asked, "your Meng family or holy courtyard... Have no means to rescue you?"

Meng Jingye smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, and said, "there may be a way if we are in the ancient wasteland or the cold ancient land. After all, there are half saints sitting separately. But this is the ancient land of blood Mans. Unless it is the Lord of blood Mans, no one can save us. Maybe... Kong Shengsheng's resurrection can save us."

Wei Huangan sighed: "Alas... I'm not reconciled. My plan is to kill all the bear demons first, and then become the master of half the blood awn. Finally, I go to Shengyuan and use all the university scholars as my sharpening stones. Unfortunately, I was trapped just after entering the dungeon, and then rescued by Fang Yun. Now I'm trapped in the sin turtle prison car. My ambition is not paid!"

"Hoo..." the snoring of the ancient tiger king came clearly through the cage.

"The ancient demon is really calm." Wei Huangan whispered.

Fang Yun said, "let's think about it again. Terrans, bear demons and aquariums all think about the solution! We still have a glimmer of life on the sin turtle prison car. If we are imprisoned in the sin hall in the main hall, we will not only have no life, but also be slowly killed by the giant blade butcher."

However, no one answered Fang Yun, and everyone and the demon lost their fighting spirit in their eyes.

Wei Huangan asked, "forget it, who can speak the ancient demon language? Teach me. I hope the ancient demon king will save us after winning the treasure inside. What do you say in the ancient demon language 'ancestor bless, ancient demon supreme'?"

Terran, bear demon and Aquarium roll their eyes together.

Wei Huangan took the fan and quickly fanned it. The water splashed everywhere, but he didn't care. The people looked more and more uncomfortable.

A huge shadow appeared ahead.

"It seems to be here."

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