Saint of the Confucian way

Jia Jing'an said with admiration, "brother Fang is a great talent. The skill of this wheelchair is well known all over the world. It also shows great wisdom. The means of selling wheelchairs can't be thought of or made by people who are not benevolent, righteous and virtuous. Please accept me again." then he bent down and saluted.

The crowd also worshipped.

Fang Yun didn't expect these people to give such a big gift. He hurriedly said, "it's just a small hand. I earn money from selling books. I don't lack these silver coins. If I really lack silver coins, I wouldn't be so generous." Fang Yun is both modest and honest.

Ma Xiong said, "if you really don't want a penny, you may be fishing for fame and reputation, but if you take something or not, this is the real moral thing. If you have this idea and implement it, this is great righteousness and virtue, and you are a famous scholar and sage."

"Brother Ma is flattered. Let's continue talking about the wheelchair." Fang Yun stopped arguing, and a vague idea flashed away in his heart.

Ma Xiong said again, "I'll talk about wheelchair sales in the future. I'll make a wheelchair for you first! I can guarantee that I can make a wheelchair for you faster than you can run with all my strength!"

"Oh? Brother Ma is going to use the parts used in the mechanism animal in the wheelchair?" Fang Yun asked.

"Of course! But it's a luxury to put that part in a wheelchair for a month at most, but it's very worth using for you in the holy ruins. I'll go to brother Xue and work together to make a better wheelchair."

Ma Xiong left and made a wheelchair for Fang Yun with Xue Zhengyi, who had lost his mechanism.

In less than half an hour, the wheelchair was made, covered with a blanket and more protective frames to avoid throwing people out when driving at high speed.

All the people gathered together, but they were not curious. Most people regarded it as a simplified Wuhou car.

Fang Yun sat up and looked carefully. The shape of the wheelchair is not much different from that of the normal wheelchair. The only different armrest has two more handles, which can inject talent into it and push forward.

Fang Yun didn't use his talent first. He pushed the hand rim with both hands, which is the same as a normal wheelchair, but because the tires are somewhat different, they are bumpy and slow.

Subsequently, Fang Yun injected a little talent into it, and the wheelchair immediately drove at a faster speed, far exceeding the walking speed of normal people.

After a while, Fang Yun accelerated to the fastest speed. The wind was blowing in his ears and the wheelchair was bumpy. It was close to the speed of the sprint war poetry, but the talent consumed was more than twice that of the sprint war poetry. Moreover, the wheelchair was driven by the core component of the mechanism animal. In addition, other materials of the wheelchair were excellent, and the total value was higher than a human cultural treasure.

Then Fang Yun tried to drive the wheelchair, forward, backward, sharp turn, drift... All can be done.

Fang Yun drove the wheelchair back, and a person said, "brother Fang, don't mention that your legs and feet are inconvenient. Even if your legs and feet are good, you can still sit in the wheelchair. In case of danger, you can control the wheelchair and speak out at the same time! Unfortunately, the mechanism wheelchair is of high value and ordinary people can't afford it. If you can afford it, you can take the Wuhou car."

Fang Yun thought about it and said, "at this time, it's better to have a leg injury than no injury. Brother Ma and brother Xue, if I go to Youshui River, won't this mechanism wheelchair have an accident halfway?"

"Nothing will happen! If even you are injured, we must all have been killed. You can't escape even if you have good legs and feet." Ma Xiong smiled.

"Well, I'll go to Youshui river with you today!"

Niushan said, "Your Majesty, if you insist on going, please allow me to follow you."

"That's not very good." Fang Yun felt that Niushan helped himself too much and felt sorry.

"You are the emperor of the moon. I should do this! When I see the God of the moon in the future, you can say something nice for me." Niu Shan smiled with some embarrassment.

All the people looked at Fang Yun with envy. It was great to have so many moons. The star demon man gave so many benefits. He was willing to escort in the holy ruins. No human race has ever had such a good thing.

At this time, a pretty handsome man said, "if you want to take more, Niushan, you choose two pretty generals, four barbarians, and then a dog demon general."

Not only Fang Yun, but also all the people feel dizzy. This is not the treatment of the moon emperor. It is the treatment of the son of the star demon barbarian family. These barbarians have completely solved the weakness of these people's weak close combat. The dog demon here will be called the best scout in the holy ruins, and its hidden power is no less than a Jinshi.

Even man Shuai spoke, which means that the demon man in this village recognized Fang Yun's identity as the moon emperor and would spare no effort to protect him, rather than remain neutral like ordinary people.

Xun Ye is not far away. Seeing this scene, his intestines are green with regret. He thinks that if time can go back, he will still prevent Han ShouLv from giving Fang Yun the secret record of the holy ruins of the Han family, but then he will immediately give Fang Yun his own secret record of the Holy ruins in exchange for Fang Yun's friendship.

Han ShouLv glanced at Xun ye and sighed. If Xun Ye hadn't done so well, he still had a chance to make up for the crack, but he had scolded Fang Yun who was poisoned as waste paper. It's impossible now. Fang Yun is kind-hearted, but he can never be a good man.

Li Fanming envied: "I'm worthy of being the first person in the eternal moon! I finally understand that you have not only soup to drink, but also meat to eat."

"Come on, let's pack up and set out right away! The quiet river is full of weak water, and the power of wind, rain and dream war must be stronger. Let Fang Yun practice more times, and once the poetic soul is formed, the power will be better."

The morale of the people was greatly boosted and they prepared one after another. Then they gathered outside the village and set out to walk to the Youshui river.

The others walked normally, while Fang Yun was in a wheelchair, and Niu Shan pushed the wheelchair with a big axe on his back.

A dog demon will walk at the front of the team to explore the way. Two cattle barbarians and four cattle barbarians will be postponed, making everyone feel very safe.

Xun ye had no face to follow, and could only look at him with envy.

Niuhe, Niushan's brother, hides behind a tent and secretly stares at Xun Ye.

The sun in the sky was hot, and they began to drink water after walking for a quarter of an hour. Today's fog is lighter than usual, but it is still blurred three miles away.

At first, they talked and laughed, but an hour later, they were not in the mood to talk and laugh, because the holy ruins were too depressed.

The fog filled the air, and the dark red ground seemed to be stained with blood. From time to time, there was a slight strange wind, which everyone had to guard against. Occasionally, there was a strange cry, with a chilly chill in the voice, which made people nervous.

Not only the people, but also those star demons are very cautious.

Suddenly, a huge python with red stripes on a white background appeared on the edge of the white fog. The demon Python was twenty feet long and most of its body was coiled, but it was still as high as four or five floors.

"Be careful! It's the demon king!"

The foremost dog demon will immediately crawl on the ground, then roll, show his belly to show his submission, and purr in his mouth.

Fang Yun looked into the eyes of the python demon king. There was no blood ring. He was relieved. He should be a pure star demon.

The boa demon king gently spits out his core, but its core is too big. It doesn't make a hissing sound, but like a whip.

The python demon Wang Mingming didn't show any power of Qi and blood, but everyone was stiff and hairy, and had the feeling of being stared at by natural enemies.

The demon king is too powerful. This is not Yuhai city. There is no power of the holy temple.

"Hum. You kids really don't know how to live or die! If you see new gullies on the ground, how far to escape!" said the python demon king, disappearing into the white fog like lightning.

The dog demon will bark twice to thank him.

Several people wiped their sweat gently.

A man looked at Fang Yun in the wheelchair and said, "thanks to you. Before, we also met a tiger demon king. Although the tiger demon king didn't kill us, he shouted at us. He was very unhappy and obviously wanted to drive us away. When we were with you, we immediately saw the difference. The demon king not only didn't drive you and me away, but also instructed us how to avoid danger. It's a far cry."

Others nodded.

The big rabbit looked up and grabbed Li Fanming's clothes, then pointed to Fang Yun, as if to say: look at Fang Yun! Look at you again!

Li Fanming tried to kick, and the rabbit immediately ran away with a smile.

Niushan whispered, "the star demon man in each village has become the demon king and queen. They rarely come back. They don't know what to do all day, and they don't care whether we live or die. Thanks to his Majesty's face, they don't bother to talk to us when they see these demon kings."

Fang Yun asked, "what does the demon king mean by the new gullies? What dangerous beasts will leave New gullies on the ground?"

Niushan shook his head and said, "there are too many secrets in the holy ruins. It's not easy for us to live. Where will we explore those unimportant."

"Who knows?"

Many people shook their heads, and others simply turned to their families' secret records of the holy ruins to look for any special circumstances, but no one could find them.

"Let's go. First go to Youshui river. If you really see new gullies, just run right away."

"You're right."

"Hope is that strange things are not evil things. Strange things are reasonable. Evil things are more crazy than blood demons." Niu Shan whispered.

They all walked forward, and after another quarter of an hour, a river finally appeared in front of them.

The river is waist deep and no more than a hundred feet wide. The water flows slowly. The bottom of the river is golden. What the water sends out is not a clattering sound, but a rumbling sound, like thunder, which is very strange.

Fang Yun knows that although the river is called Youshui River according to custom, it is only called at night. The correct name during the day is Minglei River, because there are Minglei stones in the river, which will make a rumbling sound after being irradiated by the sun.

The power of the Wen Baoqin can be greatly increased by grinding the thunder stone into stone powder and mixing it into the piano paint. Only a few great Confucianism Wen Baoqin have the opportunity to get it, because the Thunder Stone is only produced in this river, and often no one can get the Thunder Stone in a hundred years.

Because all the people who want to enter the Youshui River to take the Thunder Stone are dead.

The only way to get Minglei stone is to look at luck. Minglei stone may be brought to the river bank by external forces or something. No one has got Minglei stone by other means.

The Thunder Stone is like gold and glitters in the river. Fang Yun, a piano student, looks very envious, but he knows that the Youshui river is dangerous. He must not enter the river to take the Thunder Stone. The weak water in the river can easily kill the great Confucianism, not to mention the hidden danger in the river.