Saint of the Confucian way

The fierce flame drowned the fox twilight.

"Ah..." Hu Mu screamed and tried all means to escape, protect or struggle, but after only two breaths, he was silent.

Zhenlong shut up and stop dragon inflammation.

The ground melted, leaving only a glass formed by high temperature, and the fox twilight was burned into particles invisible to the naked eye.

While the ancient sword turned into a dragon, the Terrans in the distance looked here in surprise.

"Lord Hou's sword came out of the Pearl River and appeared again..." Zhang Qingfeng's eyes were wet.

"Two swords turn the Pearl River into a water dragon. They destroy the enemy in an instant. It's really domineering!"

"Worthy of being a new generation of Zhujiang Marquis, tiger father has no dog son!"

"Pearl River ancient sword, see the sun again!"

Fang Yun scanned the battlefield. All the five barbarian kings died. They had no seashells. On the contrary, lumenhou had a lake shell, which was not broken by the real dragon.

Fang Yun grabbed it, took Hanhu shell from lumenhou in the air, looked at everything inside, and finally took out only the talent jade that was as big as a palm.

Fang Yun looks back and looks into the distance.

The pursuit has come to an end. Xun Tianling killed all the barbarians with his own strength, while the rest of the imperial forest specially killed the demon Shuai equivalent to the Jinshi. The Jinshi killed the demon generals. The strong bullied the weak layer by layer. The barbarians were unable to resist and had to escape.

Terran cavalry is best at chasing fleeing enemies.

Fang Yun returned to his former place, but most of the soldiers had returned. Only the cavalry cooperated with several champion Hanlin or Jinshi to hunt down the rest of the barbarians.

All the people of the Pearl River Army and the lumen army looked at Fang Yun.

Many people of the Pearl River Army are red, looking at Fang Yun and full of pride. This is the real pearl river Marquis! Only such a Zhujiang Marquis can take charge of the Zhujiang army and be his own!

Most people in the lumen army were frightened, especially those generals, who only dared to look at Fang Yun with their heads down.

No one dares to speak in front of a university scholar.

Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "after preparation, march all night and seize Lianshan pass!"

"Promise!" the army answered.

Suddenly, a voice with a spring thunder burst out: "Zhang Longxiang, why did you kill lumenhou! You murderer! You are revenge for public and private! You could have saved our marshal and then killed the Barbarian King! You bastard!"

The people were stunned and saw Wei Changxian's hair and anger walking towards Fang Yun.

Fang Yun stood on the green clouds and looked down at Wei Changxian with an expressionless face.

"Don't you dare to answer? Are you guilty? You executioner! The king of Chu and the marshal didn't read you wrong. You really colluded with the barbarians! You..."

Fang Yun suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Wei Changxian.

"The Marquis of lumen has orders. In wartime, if there is spring thunder on the tongue without the consent of the commander, it will disturb the morale of the army and be beheaded!"

"You..." Wei Changxian looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. He looked at the Zhujiang Hou who had been suppressed and restricted all the way from Jingzhou, the capital. He didn't believe that the other party really dared to kill himself.

Everyone saw that the silver sword light like the moon and the river flew out of Fang Yun's mouth, and the lightning flashed and took back in an instant.

"Well..."

Wei Changxian reached out and touched his neck. Then a circular blood line appeared on his neck. His head tilted, fell from his shoulder and rolled on the ground.

Wei Changxian's body fell to the ground, and blood flowed like a stream from the wound on his neck.

Kill the people of lumen marquis by order of lumen Marquis!

Many people of the Pearl River army took a deep breath and then exhaled. The anger accumulated in their hearts these days finally dissipated slowly.

"Good killing!" former General Wang Li limped from a distance. He was covered in blood and medicine cloth everywhere. It was obvious that he didn't hesitate to get hurt when chasing the barbarians just to kill the enemy.

Fang Yun looked at Wei Changxian's body with a clear mind.

"Ben Hou first consolidated his strength and the army made a fire to cook on the spot!"

Fang Yun said and sat back in the carriage. Su Lun and the soldiers of the pro guards immediately surrounded the carriage to prevent others from disturbing.

Many scholars immediately sat down on the spot and read into the Wen palace to absorb the power of Wenqu starlight.

Fang Yun stood in the Wen palace and looked around.

Wen palace is a big circle again.

The starry sky on the roof of Wen palace is more and more bright. There are already more than 100 stars, which are the condensed power of his works, and the middle is the star formed by the fragments of Wen Qu star.

Fang Yun knew that the reason why his literary position was promoted so fast and his foundation was solid was not only because he practiced self abusive learning every day, but also because of the fragment of Wenqu star.

During the trip between the holy ruins and the comet corridor, this piece of Wenqu star was his greatest harvest, but it also destroyed the comet corridor. If the demon ancestor came, I don't know how it would end.

There is no big change in the lights of the Wen Dan and Wen Xin.

Fang Yun looked into the depths of Wen palace.

The self statue stands still, holding the world of strange books, with a calm and calm face.

In the sky above the self statue, there should have been five ten inch long talent pillars, but now there are six talent clouds.

Generally, new university students should have only one talent cloud, but Fang Yun has a "talent eight Dou" literary heart. Each level of literary position increases one more talent force.

The diameter of each talent cloud is one inch, which will gradually increase with accumulation. When it reaches ten inches, the amount of talent cloud will reach the extreme of a bachelor. If it breaks through the promotion of a great scholar, the talent cloud will change again.

Now the talent cloud looks like orange cotton, soft and weak, but brewing huge power.

Promotion to a bachelor's degree is the first step in the holy way!

Before the bachelor, it was just preparation for the holy way.

Below the first talent cloud, there is a trapezoidal platform. On the trapezoidal platform, there stands a small city. The city has become a country with people from all walks of life. They live and multiply like living people.

After being promoted to a bachelor's degree, Fang Yun had many choices, but finally chose Wanmin Wentai.

Wanmin cultural platform is different from other cultural platforms. A normal cultural platform can condense its power into one, forming great power, either attack or defense, but Wanmin cultural platform does not, because the power constituting Wanmin cultural platform is too messy and basic, so it can only use a part of its power.

The Three Snow cutting swords cut by Fang Yun before can only borrow part of the power of Wentai, not the full strength of the people.

Fang Yun looked at the Wentai of the people and thought that if he only wanted to forge one or two Wentai, it would be best to choose the strongest Wentai of Confucianism. However, he had the ambition that no one had. He wanted to forge the most and strongest Wentai of the adult race, so as to lay an indestructible foundation for canonization in the future.

"Only by taking the most fundamental and basic composition of the human race as the foundation can we cast the most powerful holy power! What's more, the Wanmin Wentai has another wonderful function!"

Fang Yun smiled and looked at the Wanmin Wentai. This Wentai seemed to be a dead thing, but in Fang Yun's perception, it was like a living creature, breathing talent, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, bathing in Wenqu starlight, and absorbing all forces to enhance himself.

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