Saint of the Confucian way

With bursts of shouting, the eyes of every soldier of the lumen army changed greatly.

They may still be timid, hesitant and reluctant, but everyone already knows what they should do.

"When the demon man comes, all we can do is choose to kill less demon man and then die, or kill more demon man and then die. I, choose the latter!"

"Hundreds of millions of human martyrs are sleeping underground. They have completed their mission. Now, it's our turn!"

Fang Yun finished, waved his hand, grabbed the Pearl River Army flag flying out of the swallow seashell, and then set it up beside him.

"I will make the world remember the Pearl River Army, even after ten thousand years!"

Fang Yun's voice resounded through Pearl City.

The eyes of all the soldiers became clear and firm.

The scorching sun hung high, and the literary academy became a big steamer. Everyone was waiting quietly.

A melodious bell sounded, and the sound seemed to penetrate all obstacles and come from the distant sky.

At the moment of hearing the bell, it was like a breeze slowly coming, and the dry heat in each soldier's heart dissipated.

Buzzing

After the bell rang, strange sounds echoed over Pearl City. Soon, a dark crack appeared in front of the main gate of the holy temple.

Fang Yun turned and looked, and saw that the crack exuded the great smell of Tangzheng, expanding slowly.

The edge of the crack gradually evolved into a silver door frame, and inside the door frame was a blue light curtain.

The door frame and light curtain are expanding, and finally form a wide door.

Fang Yun put away the flag of the Pearl River Army, stepped down from the high platform, turned on his horse, and arrived at the gate with the other five army generals.

"Forward! Two boundary mountains!"

Fang Yun said that the contents of these instruments are very complex and involve all aspects.

In case of some inaccurate words, Fang Yun asked pangzhong, and pangzhong answered calmly. Fang Yun found that some of pangzhong's answers were completely bureaucratic and could not find any problems, but they were not satisfactory answers.

Time passed slowly, and Fang Yun had not finished watching it when all the 200000 people of the Pearl River army arrived.

A young man around Pang Zhong couldn't help but say, "this great scholar, our department of literary circles has other important things to do. Before, all the people from the literary circles signed quickly. Please hurry up."

Fang Yun looked up at the young man, and then looked at him calmly. It was an hour after he signed all the documents.

Pang Zhong put away his papers and said with an arched hand, "I have other things to deal with. I'll leave now. If bachelor Zhang has any advice, he can pass me a letter with his official seal. Later, these two people will lead the Pearl River Army to settle down. At that time, they will receive the order of liangjieshan."

"Thank you, Pang Sizheng." Fang Yun arched his hand.

The generals behind Fang Yun also arched their hands and said, "thank you Pang Sizheng."

"It's all against demon barbarians. You're welcome." pangzhong said and turned to leave.

The two raised their hands to Fang Yun, and a man on the left said, "please follow us to the barracks."

When the two men had finished, they turned around. Fang Yun led his horse up, and the 200000 army followed the two men to the mouth of the valley.

Zhang Qingfeng said with a smile, "I dare to ask you the name of liangjieshan talents and what position they occupy?"

"Qu Tong is just a general secretary of the literary circles with eight grades in liangjieshan."

"I'm Xie Bingzhi, the same position as Qu Tong."

"I see. In the future, the Pearl River Army will rely more on the two generals." Zhang Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Don't dare, just make concerted efforts to resist the demon barbarians. We can't rely on it. As long as you follow the rules of Liangjie mountain, we'll be thankful." Qu Tong said.

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