Saint of the Confucian way

Jingbu Shougong respectfully said, "I'd like to, but if you don't make it clear, how can I trust you?"

"I don't need your trust!"

The old man grabbed at Jing bushou. Before Jing bushou reacted, the swallow seashells around his waist appeared in the old man's hand.

Jing Bu Shou was surprised and angry, but he didn't dare to attack. He didn't say that he just recovered to Jinshi by relying on the craftsman's Association. The identity of the other party alone has a great deterrent.

As a great scholar in the five realms, Jing bushou can't be wrong even if his literary position is very low. Just now, he didn't swallow seashells and fly to the man's hands, but moved them out of thin air. Not to mention Wenzong, even literary giants can't do it. At least he can do it only when the semi holy body comes.

So, who can do it in the industry?

In Inoue's view, the identity of the old man became clearer and clearer.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "I let you in to test, not to bully with foreign things! Swallow the things in the seashells and put them in my place for the time being. I'll give them back to you when you leave the industry."

The old man said, a touch of swallowing seashells, a golden light flashing, and then threw the swallowing seashells into jingbushou's hands.

Well Bu Shou took it and was in a complicated mood.

Swallowing seashells has its own brand, but all the things inside have disappeared. In addition to the will of the industry left by Zhuge Xiansheng, only the master of the semi saint's former residence can do it. Now there is no master in the semi saint's former residence, and the previous speculation is completely true.

Well Bu Shou sighed lightly and said, "I know. I will never do that opportunistic thing in the future. However, some people have been opportunistic before. I don't know how to deal with it?"

"So he's closing," said the old man.

Inoue Bu Shou took a deep breath and said, "in that case, the younger generation is willing to lead the industry to glory."

The old man nodded gently and said, "good. Do you know what you're going to do next?"

Well Bu Shou immediately replied: "After many days of research, the younger generation has inferred that the industry is a pure industry world created by Zhuge Xiansheng. They want to help the Terran become stronger through the progress in the technology of the industry. Therefore, the younger generation has decided to give up other holy ways, focus on the holy way of the industry, integrate into the industry first, then climb to the peak of the industry, and finally lead the industry."

"Children can teach." the old man nodded gently.

Well Bu Shou is so old that he is regarded as a child by the old man. He doesn't look angry at all, but has some expectations.

Inoue asked, "why don't you choose that party?"

"He can never be a worker," the old man replied.

Jingbu Shou understood that the old man meant that Fang Yun was already the master of politics and was really not suitable to take over the industry. Then he said, "why don't you choose Jinglan?"

The old man smiled and said, "will I only choose you?"

"You..." Jing Bu's face changed dramatically. Unexpectedly, he was not the only one.

The old man said proudly, "just like those demons and barbarians, they were born to sharpen the scholars in the industry. If I choose you alone without restriction, you will be arrogant and think that you have unique favor, which will deviate from the original intention of establishing the industry."

The well was expressionless and silent.

"In my eyes, you are insignificant, and the progress of the industry is the only thing I want. Since I choose you, you must have the hope of winning the first prize. As for others, what's your business? However, you are the one I choose after all. I give you a piece of paper and take it out when necessary. You can order the industry, call me out and save your life!"

With that, as soon as the old man raised his hand, a holy page appeared in front of Jingbu's birthday face, on which there was a strange rune.

With a long sigh, jingbushou put away the holy page of runes, bowed his hand to the old man and said, "thank you for your favor. I will live up to your expectations and lead the industry to glory."

The old man said coldly, "the head of the noble family is so frustrated. I'm afraid I'm out of my sight. Just, I'll make an exception and promise you only. Once you can lead the industry to glory, the eight arrays, wooden cattle and horses, and the canonization of Zhuge ancestors belong to you."

"Seriously?" Inoue was overjoyed.

As the leader of the aristocratic family, he doesn't have a high demand for the eight array diagram and wooden cattle and horses. After all, the Jingjia also has two semi holy treasures. However, the way of canonization is too important. Even the ancestors of the Jingjia didn't leave a complete way of canonization.

Zhuge Liang's achievements are far better than those of the ancestors of the Jing family. If one can enjoy Zhuge Liang's way of canonization alone, as a Wujing Wenzong, Jing Bu Shou believes that he can at least become a literary giant and even have the hope to impact the holy throne.

"You, take care of yourself."

The old man said, and his body dissipated slowly.

"What should I call you?" shouts Inoue.

"In front of me, you are just a child. You can call me Grandpa." then the old man disappeared completely.

"Grandpa..." well Bu Shou looked at the place where the old man disappeared, his eyes gradually brightened, his fists gradually clenched, and he kept thinking in his heart.

"No mistake, this person is the will of the industry left by Zhuge Xiansheng, which can be said to be the separation of Zhuge Xiansheng. It seems that Fang Yun's status as the leader of politics forced him to help me and let me surpass Fang Yun. After all, Zhuge Xiansheng wants a pure world of workers, not a world of workers influenced by politics."

"I expected Jing Lan to pass the test before, but now I can only fight in person. I'm the leader of the aristocratic family. For the sake of the Jing family, he must obey my orders. Once I control the industry, I will compensate him."

"As for Lei Tingyu, hum, his purpose is just to let us be his stepping stone. From beginning to end, we Haiya scholars didn't really cooperate with him. If Lei kongho didn't suddenly appear, we would always let the shark drag him and prevent him from looking for a secret library of the dragon family."

Well Bu Shou thought in his heart, looking into the distance, a faint excited color appeared on his face, and his heart was surging.

He clenched his fist tightly and muttered to himself, "how long has this feeling not appeared? The last time, it was the first time I took the examination of child students! The industry will belong to me."

Not long ago, in the famous craftsman's workshop in Shu City, Lei Tingyu walked slowly into the yard, his eyes shining with pride.

Soon after, Jing Lan, the master of the craftsman's workshop, smiled and muttered to herself.

"Sure enough, you will choose me."

It was at this time that Fang Yun had flown out of the toxic desert and continued to fly to Haijiang city.

His right hand holds the shell of heaven and earth.

"They have a lot of good things!"

Everything in Lei Tingyu and Jing's lifeless seashells fell into Fang Yun's hands. As for the treasures of Jing Lan and other great Confucianism, Fang Yun doesn't pay attention to them.

In fact, after entering the holy land, Fang Yun has passed the test. After being promoted to Wenzong in the holy land, Fang Yun has become the leader of the industry and the controller of Zhuge Bansheng's former residence.

In the industrial world, Fang Yun has more power than in the blood world.