Saint of the Confucian way

Shengyuan continent, virtual holy garden.

The virtual holy garden is an important place for the human race, surrounded by trees and green grass.

Statues of virtual saints stand in them. These statues are clearly dead, but they radiate a faint light. As long as you approach them, you will feel the great power contained in them, surging in all directions like the tide.

With the help of the holy house, the saints and the Terrans, the divine thoughts left by the virtual saints in heaven and earth will not dissipate, but will gradually strengthen and protect the Terrans.

Some of the most powerful virtual saints, such as Bai Qi, Han Xin or Qin Shihuang, have left so many thoughts in heaven and earth that they are very close to ordinary semi saints. However, so far, there is no means to promote the fallen virtual saints to semi saints. At most, they can only be given the title of semi saints, resulting in their power level is not as good as semi saints after all.

Ben Ren, the great scholar guarding the virtual Holy Garden, is a very ordinary great Confucian Shi Jiaxin. He is 112 years old, bent over and dying.

Shi Jiaxin stood at the gate of the virtual Holy Garden and looked inside.

Inside, there are many virtual saints, but outside, there is a statue base, on which there is no statue.

Shi Jiaxin sighed softly. On the base, there was originally a statue of Fang Yun. Unfortunately, the statue has cracked and was sent to the sundry warehouse of the virtual Holy Garden, which will be disposed of in a few days. The new statue is being made and will be finished in a few days.

Shi Jiaxin gently shook his head, bowed his back, leaned on crutches, and walked slowly to his cabin.

Not far from the cabin, there is a sundry warehouse. In the warehouse, Fang Yun's statue stands not far from the door.

It was originally covered with dense cracks, but now it is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood world.

Fang Yun stood in the sky, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and thought he had never thought of being the monarch. After all, the monarch has both advantages and disadvantages. It's better to be the Lord of blood awn.

If it had been before, Fang Yun might have missed the power of the monarch until he saw that the monarch of Tangqing was three-thirds courteous, Fang Yun instinctively set his sights on the longer term.

So that some thoughts have been lingering in Fang Yun's heart.

"What is semi holy?"

"If you become a saint, can you be immortal?"

"Terran, can you stand on the top of the world?"

Fang yunwang said to the great scholars of blood Mans, "the matter of the monarch is put on hold for the time being."

The university scholars in bloody ancient land were very disappointed.

Suddenly, Fang Yun turned his head and looked into the depth of axe mountain. His eyes flashed a faint light. An inexplicable smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which seemed to be a little ironic. Then his smile dissipated and returned to his usual indifference.

Fang Yun turned to look at Xiang yunzhaochen and said, "your tongue and sword are cracked and your courage is damaged. It is difficult to cure it directly, but there are a lot of vitality essence here. You can recover as before in three or five years at most."

Fang Yun said and suddenly grabbed at the sky.

Then, everyone in the whole bloody ancient land saw that the whole sky was shrouded by a translucent giant hand thousands of miles long, blocking out the sky and the sun, as if the end had come.

Countless people or demons were stunned and at a loss.

Then the big hand that covered the sky and the sun disappeared.

When Fang Yun turned his right hand, there was an extra crystal clear water ball.

The scholars were shocked. The Lord of blood awn really deserved his reputation and was able to take things from thousands of miles.

Fang Yun threw the water ball composed of the essence of vitality into yunzhaochen's body, and heard yunzhaochen make a strange cry, both painful and comfortable.

Yunzhaochen stood on the green clouds, closed his eyes and smiled on his face.

After dozens of breaths, yunzhaochen opened his eyes and was about to thank Fang Yun. Fang Yun waved his hand and said, "you were hurt for the ancient land of blood, I should save you. The essence of this world..."

Fang Yun glanced at the sky and continued: "everyone has selfishness, and I am no exception. The essence of heaven and earth is originally a gift from heaven to the blood awn world. As it continues to fall, it will gradually change the blood awn world. Finally, the blood awn world will become the same as the Shengyuan continent, which can give birth to the power of the holy throne. I have little credit to the blood awn world, so take one out of ten."

Fang Yun said, pointing to the sky above axe mountain

The sky still has the essence of vitality like water drops, but one tenth of them are led to the sky above the center of axe mountain by invisible forces, gathered there and accumulated continuously.

These essence of vitality gathered in the air, not floating, not sinking, controlled by the power of the Lord of blood awn, without any loss.

Everyone knew that Fang Yun took it as a storage place for the essence of vitality, but they didn't care.

"One out of ten is a real gentleman." Tan Hemu sighed.

"Maybe... This is the gap between us and the virtual saint."

The rest of the university students nodded gently. They all knew that if they changed to themselves, they would take away at least half, even if they didn't own all of them.

Yao Luo said positively, "Fang Xusheng, you don't need much of the essence of vitality. Take the turbid world clear lotus in front of you. Compared with the turbid world clear lotus, it's more important for you to become a virtual saint."

"That's true. If you can become a virtual saint, you will naturally have a way to weaken the evil power of blood manggu land, and the life of our blood mang people will be better. If you don't become a semi saint and stay in blood manggu land, we will have the crime of huaibi."

"I'm not afraid of thieves, but I'm afraid of thieves." a university scholar did not forget to satirize Zong's family.

Fang Yun didn't speak. After a moment, he smiled and pointed to the sky and said, "the one doesn't want me to take away the turbid world Qinglian, but I'll discuss with him. If there is more, I can send me one to take outside."

The great scholars suddenly realized that the turbid world Qinglian is the foundation of a world of creatures, and Xuemang's will will will not be taken away by others. Even if Fang Yun does not appear, those who try to rob the turbid world Qinglian will die unless the Lei family has the power to suppress Xuemang's will.

Confucius could get the pure lotus of the turbid world. I don't know what amazing means he used.

"But... Can there be a new turbid world Qinglian?" yunzhaochen didn't believe it.

Fang Yun said with a smile, "this bloody place is no small matter. There will be no accident soon." it's really strange. It must be what Fang Xusheng did. We don't know. "

Fang Yun looked at these great scholars and thought that if someone else made three handed down war poems in xuemanggu, it would never lead to ancient promotion. However, unlike himself, there are small fragments of Wenqu star in his literary palace, which has an unusual relationship with Wenqu star. Therefore, he can directly attract the power of Wenqu star across the border, shine high on Xuemang, promote xuemanggu's promotion and make himself a Xuemang Lord of.

Yun zhaochen coughed softly and said, "Fang Xusheng, how to deal with the gods in the ancient land of blood?"

Many great scholars became nervous. Nominally, these gods are blood Mang's will, which can also be said to be Fang Yun's. Fang Yun will divide them if he is willing to give them to blood mang people. If he is not willing to divide them, no one has a temper.

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