Saint of the Confucian way

All these people looked sad. They wanted to kill Fang Yun, but they lifted a stone and hit themselves in the foot. There was only one tutor in their life. Although they could repent after leaving the holy ruins, real scholars could not do that.

"Teacher, in order to celebrate that you have accepted 19 disciples at one go, when you leave the holy ruins, please invite us to eat Jiaolong whip?" Li Fanming said.

"Yes, please let's eat the Dragon whip!" everyone wanted to save something.

Fang Yun coughed softly and said, "this matter will be discussed after leaving the holy ruins. All disciples go back to sleep first and discuss how to continue the trip to the holy ruins tomorrow."

Everyone rolled their eyes and didn't get any benefits.

"Alas, you said that master Fang deliberately played the piano late at night. Are you setting up a trap to deceive us into being his disciples?" Han Shoulu couldn't help but half joking.

"Although master Fang usually doesn't like this, it's possible that he has a bad courage and bullies us today!"

"Master Fang, are you really reluctant to have a dragon banquet?"

Fang Yun thought about it carefully and said, "it's not that I'm a teacher and stingy for a dragon banquet. The key is that if I invite you, I'll invite other disciples."

"You really cheated many disciples?" Shitang asked.

"Although none of the students I took the initiative to recognize, there are about 50 or 60 Pro disciples who recognize me as a mentor like you, and there are almost more than 100 ordinary disciples." Fang Yun was very helpless. On that day, he enlightened many soldiers in the army and became their mentor. Naturally, those people are counted as his pro disciples. As for the students of class A in Dayuan mansion, He is his ordinary disciple.

All the people are speechless. How old is Fang Yun? There are so many disciples in the whole family. What should we do if we have a higher status in the future.

Fang Yun said with a smile, "just now it's just a joke. Since the holy ruins are out of order, you don't have to care about this relationship after the holy ruins, which won't affect your worship of other teachers."

"If you say so, you can say it's a joke before you worship the master, but if you really worship the master, it's not a joke." a humanitarian.

Everyone nodded together.

"Since there is no dragon whip to eat, I'll go to bed. Goodbye, master." Li Fanming said weakly.

"The teacher is too stingy!" Jia Jing'an also left with a smile.

Everyone went back together, but they whispered to discuss how to kill the new mentor. It must not end like this.

Xun Ye glances at Fang Yun with envy and turns to leave. Whether these people really regard Fang Yun as their mentor or not, the friendship of the holy ruins has been forged. As long as there is no major contradiction, Fang Yun will help them in the future, even if most of them can only be regarded as indirect help.

Shitang didn't leave. He asked in a low voice, "Fang... Cough, master Fang, what's the matter with your great sage's blood?"

Fang Yun knew that it was definitely not the blood of Da Xian. It was probably related to Wenqu star. He was shocked and illuminated by Wenqu star. There were qualitative changes in his body and all parts of Wengong palace. It was normal for blood to cause the change of Minglei stone paint.

"There are many wonders in the world. It may not necessarily be the blood of great sages. Maybe there is something special in these materials that was accidentally inspired by my blood. By the way, you people are promoted earlier than me and older than me. Don't call us Fangshi in the future. It's awkward for me." Fang Yun said.

Shitang said, "we don't want to call you Fang Shi, but since we worship the teacher, even if it's just a temporary worship, we can't call you disorderly. If you don't like it, it's because we learn your war poetry."

Fang Yun said with a smile, "that's the only way."

Shitang said, "I've just heard you play. I've entered the realm of zither. Is your war music" high mountain "," flowing water "," wind and thunder guide "or" Guangling San "

"This... I'm creating my own war song." Fang Yunxin knows that there is no way to hide this kind of thing, and it will be used sooner or later. Moreover, the general order has been basically completed, and the next thing is to keep improving.

Shitang looked at Fang Yun blankly. After a while, he sighed and said, "why do I feel that we have taken a big advantage in this apprenticeship? Teacher, if you are successful in piano teaching, you must help me." Shitang said and laughed.

Fang Yun didn't have a good way: "I'm in the first realm of Qin Dao and you're in the second realm of Qin Dao. How can I help you?"

"No, playing your own war music is different from learning other people's war music. It won't take long for you to surpass me in zither. Alas, I'm sad and go to sleep." Shitang looked at the Qin and turned away.

Fang Yun put away the galloping harp and went to sleep in the tent.

While sleeping, Fang Yun began to count the treasures obtained from Longya today and from Linggu. He roughly classified all the things and put them in different places where he drank Jiangbei.

Fang Yun is still used to using the method of his previous life to measure the drinking of Jiangbei. It is almost as big as two basketball courts and can put a lot of things. Now he makes a rough inventory and carefully classifies it after leaving the holy ruins.

The things exchanged from the spirit bone also include nine talented Lake shells, which were left by the people who died here. Fang Yun opened them one by one.

There are two lake shells that have lasted for more than 200 years. Many things in them have been rotten, and the cultural treasures have failed. The space of Lake shells is also slightly reduced, but there are secret records of holy ruins, which is of certain value. The other seven Hanhu seashells have existed for a short time. Except for the failure of several Ju Ren Wen Bao, some food is air dried, and other things can be used.

The largest number of Hanhu berry is Juren Wenbao! Twenty one pieces!

Unfortunately, Wenbao needs to consume talent, and it is not as good as talking on paper. It can obtain all kinds of treasure light and pen, ink and paper enhancement. In addition to wenbaoqin, chess and other things, Wenbao can save the emergency. Usually, it is best to talk on paper, followed by speaking out, and finally choose Wenbao.

So Fang Yun chose two sets of Jinshi Wenbao suitable for him, and put the others aside for other purposes.

There are many good things, but the most important thing is a map of the holy ruins.

Many places on this map are the same as the holy ruins map seen by Fang Yun. There are several places with different names, but the location and description are the same, but there is one place that Fang Yun has never seen and has no description.

Demon ancestral clan.

Seeing these four words, Fang Yun's heart couldn't help beating heavily.

Fang Yun knows the demon saint, but the demon ancestor has never heard of it. Those who dare to call the demon ancestor, at least above the demon saint, are likely to be a demon Saint equivalent to the second sage of the human race, or equal to the sage Confucius.

"Other people have never mentioned the demon ancestral clan. This may be one of the core secrets of the holy ruins, but there may be nothing. It's just a guess. Wait until you see there."

Fang Yun remembered these four words and their positions, and then completely destroyed the map.

When he woke up, Fang Yun continued to pack his body and was still in a wheelchair.

The sun in the holy ruins is hot. It's just like noon in the morning. The ground is hot enough to fry eggs. These people are very strong, but they will be sweating when they stand outside for a minute.

After breakfast, the people came to a big tent to discuss business. Xun ye came in early and stood in the corner without saying a word. When Fang Yun came in, he nodded slightly and said hello. He was no longer as hostile to Fang Yun as before.

When they got together, they looked at Fang Yun and subconsciously waited for him to preside over the proceedings.

Fang Yun didn't have stage fright either. He smiled and said, "I'll just say my suggestions without giving orders. I'll wait for more than 20 people to join hands. Even if I meet the wolf man Shengzi again, I can fight head-on. No one wants to explore those small places as before?"

No one objected.

Fang Yun said, "I think we should explore the holy ruins center. Those who disagree can say their own opinions."

They thought and looked at each other. No one objected. No one found that Fang used a small skill. People always tended to "not directly stand up and express their opinions", so Fang Yun didn't say "stand up if you agree".

Xun Ye seems to have really changed the other party's attitude and said nothing.

No one objected. Fang Yun's image in people's hearts was improved again. They all believed that Fang Yun was recognized by everyone. Even if he was not the leader, they regarded him as one of the best candidates for the leader.

Fang Yun said, "since you don't object, we'll decide to go deeper. By the way, what do you think of fog butterflies?"

People's eyes lit up involuntarily. The fog butterfly is the most valuable strange thing in the holy ruins, whether it is a pen old, an inkstone turtle, a strange wood, a strange grass or a spiritual bone. Even if you look at all ancient places, the fog butterfly is also the most suitable strange thing for the human race. The ability of the fog butterfly alone to turn the vitality of heaven and earth into weak water and strange wind can be called a miracle.

"Did you get important news about fog butterfly from spirit bone?"

"Yes." Fang Yun said, and he told the information about fog butterfly he got. In fact, many aristocratic families know it. It can't be a secret. There are some key points Fang Yun didn't disclose. He doesn't want to hide, because Xun Ye is there.

After listening carefully, the temperature in the tent increased significantly, and everyone was a little excited. It was a fog butterfly. If it could be subdued, it would greatly help itself. Even if they didn't have to sell after leaving the holy ruins, even semi holy cities would pay a high price, which was far more valuable than Minglei stone.

"If one of us gets fog butterflies, the harvest will not be less than Fang Yun... Er, not less than Shi," Han ShouLv said.

"If it can be exchanged, I'd rather exchange everything I get from Longya for fog butterflies." Fang Yun said.

"Of course, fog butterflies are more important," one person said with a smile.

Li Fanming said: "The value of the fog butterfly is very important. If you give it to the semi saint, you will be able to change a great scholar! Unfortunately, only one person will get it in the end. According to the rules, we make an oral gentleman's agreement. Whoever gets the fog butterfly, we will finally give others some compensation. Even if we don't have the ability to give others treasures now, we should help each other or each other in the future How about family? "

"It's natural. If the person who gets the fog butterfly finally forgets the gentleman's agreement, we won't say anything, but the love of the holy ruins will be gone." Han ShouLv said.

Seeing that Li Fanming and Han ShouLv were so magnanimous, they answered one after another. Everyone participated in the gentleman's appointment.

Finally, Fang Yun said, "since everyone agrees to go to the holy ruins center to find fog butterflies, we will take the holy ruins center as the ultimate goal and search the most likely places for fog butterflies along the way, killing two birds with one stone."

"Agree!" everyone nodded.

"Get ready and then go!"