Saint of the Confucian way

"I expect him to run away," Fang Yun said as he wrote.

Ao Zhou immediately figured it out and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you are also a wise man. Gu Xu is the ancestor sealing man valued by the demon world. If he escapes in the first battle of canonization, it will inevitably cause a great blow to his future holy way, and even lead to the inability to canonize his ancestors. Of course, you are in charge of the legalist code and crown. If he escapes, you can make him escape without escape by using a big wanted warrant."

Fang Yun did not speak and continued to write the history of ancient demons.

In the past, writing the history of ancient demons consumed a lot of spirit, but now Fang Yun has been canonized. It is written very fast, almost one line at a time, without spirit at all.

Ao Zhou also said, "Your Majesty, even if you are not afraid of Gu Xu's escape, you can't let him grow up like this. I see that his holy power is endless, and there must be treasures. His holy world is far more than ordinary semi holy. If it continues, he may exhaust your holy power first."

"No harm."

Ao Zhou had no choice but to wait and observe Gu Xu and Fang Yun at the same time. After a long time, he vaguely understood that Fang Yun's writing now is also stabilizing his own strength and equivalent to practicing. After all, Fang Yun has just been canonized no matter how strong Fang Yun is. As for the final result, I can't see it now.

Four fierce men pressed step by step. Gu Xu was helpless and took out another semi holy treasure.

The treasure is a strange white feather, which is pasted on Gu Xu's shoulder. Once he can't avoid a powerful attack, his body will turn into a sky feather, and then move his body to other places to avoid the attack.

"Magic white feather..." Ao Zhou sighed softly. Compared with Gu Xu, he was a beggar in the semi saint.

With this magic white feather, Gu Xu was like a tiger adding wings. He turned passivity into initiative and hurt three other murderers except Baili jellyfish continuously.

Ao Zhou was about to remind Fang Yun. Suddenly, the thousands of miles of sky turned blue, and a huge cloud vortex appeared directly over the battlefield. Then, a ten thousand feet of green real dragon stretched out its huge head and roared like birds preying on it. It fell from the sky and jumped at Gu Xu.

Ao Zhou blinked. As a semi saint of the aquarium, he couldn't recognize the origin of the giant dragon, but he could feel that the blood level of the Cangqing real dragon was very high, even higher than the great saint real dragon. I'm afraid it was comparable to the Dragon Emperor.

The green real dragon, like blue lightning, instantly reached behind Gu Xu.

Gu Xu felt the inexplicable and huge power and hurriedly used the magic white feather to move to another place. However, the long hidden snake master suddenly attacked and trapped Gu Xu. His body turned into a large number of snake heads and opened his mouth to bite off.

"Give me... Get out!"

Seeing Gu Xu's violent drink, his blood gas soared to the sky, and an ugly black stone mountain rose to the sky.

Circles of black flame spread in all directions, not fast, but full of self-respect. Each circle of flame is like an emperor in the fire.

Whether it was the four evil spirits of the ancient demon or the Lord of the ten thousand poisonous snakes, they kept away from Gu Xu and dared not Approach Gu Xu.

As a last resort, they only dare to attack from a distance.

Gu Xu stood in mid air and didn't need to do it himself. The spreading annular black flame could counteract everything.

Where the black flame passes, the space is torn and the void overlaps.

The four ancient demons turned around and looked at Fang Yun. They were helpless.

However, the green dragon rushed forward, and all the black fires, like cold oil and water, crossed with the green without affecting each other.

"Hum!" Gu Xu snorted coldly and fought against the green dragon.

The strength of the green dragon is still above the four evils of the ancient demons, but the problem is that it is only evolved from the real dragon Wentai after all. It is easy to deal with the ordinary semi holy nature, but it is a little hard to deal with the ten thousand world peak genius Gu Xu, and soon falls to the disadvantage.

However, after all, it is the strength of Fang Yun's literary world. The green dragon is only weak and invincible, and it even has the opportunity to force Gu Xu back by virtue of the semi holy treasure Jingyan ice stone obtained by Fang Yun before. This alone is comparable to the ordinary talents in the world.

"It's difficult." Ao Zhou murmured to himself. Naturally, he recognized the black stone mountain. It was the treasure of the great sage of the fire family. It was refined with a strange sun. It was usually hurt when touched by half saints,

The green dragon inherits the characteristics of the dragon family and controls water, fire, wind and thunder, but it is still worse than the fire family. It can protect itself at most and is difficult to protect the other four evils.

The ancient city has a strange body. It is not afraid of Gu Xu's other attacks, but only afraid of fire.

Ao Zhou secretly observed and found that Fang Yun was still writing the history of ancient demons. Just about to remind him, he saw that Fang Yun suddenly stopped writing and an old holy page flew to Fang Yun.

Yan GUI immediately smiled and ran to Fang Yun. He was no longer as arrogant as before and tried to escape all day.

The ink girl slowly came out of the water, took the initiative to fly over, hugged Fang Yun's pen, dyed the white pen black, and then followed Fang Yun's right arm upstream like water. Her body was like a snake girl. The ink formed her lower body like a long snake around Fang Yun's right arm, and her upper body sat on Fang Yun's right shoulder.

Then, the old beard of the pen is extended, enters the pen holder, and finally reaches the pen head, so that the beard and the brush are completely integrated.

The brewed bottle with gray black and blue spots flew out, with a big belly and a thin neck, surrounded by eight bowls.

When the brewing bottle tilts slowly, you can see that the red wine liquid as strong as magma flows slowly and falls into eight cups respectively.

The liquor falls into a cup and forms a volcano. The liquor magma continuously overflows and is continuously absorbed by the volcano and circulates back and forth.

In those days, the brewed bottle was already a great treasure for brewing, but now, the most common liquor has become extremely mellow, and the cold wine fragrance is instantly spread over tens of thousands of miles.

Gu Xuming was fighting for life and death, but when he saw the wine in front of Fang Yun, he moved his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Fang Yun opened his mouth, flew the glass to his lips and drank it all in one gulp.

Then Fang Yun's whole body was red. Then he erupted flames all over his body, burned all the great Confucian robes, and left only jade armor pants!

At the moment of seeing Fang Yunyu's armor pants, Ao Zhou was so frightened that he almost knelt down.

"No, it's impossible. It can't be the imperial jade armor! It must be Fang Yun's treasure! Even if he returns to the imperial family, he can't have the jade armor. This is the symbol of the orthodox imperial family. How can he be the imperial family? Yes, it must not be true, it's just a treasure!"

Ao Zhou repeated it in his heart.

Fang Yun's flame converged and then erupted outward. After repeating this nine times, the red color on his body surface slowly dispersed, but his skin was much ruddy than before, just like he had just soaked in a hot spring.

The strong aroma of wine even led to some strange ideas in the falling star sea, but retreated immediately after approaching, just watching from a distance.

"Have fun!"

Fang Yun laughed, Zixia's pen fell in response, surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, and the holy sound rang through millions of miles.

Don't you see, the water of the Yangtze River comes up from the sky and flows to the sea.

Don't you see, the bright mirror of the high hall is sad and white hair. The morning is like green silk and the evening becomes snow.

When you are happy in life, don't make the golden cup empty to the moon.

I'm born to be useful. I'll come back after I've lost a thousand gold.

It is fun to cook sheep and kill cattle. You will have to drink 300 cups a day.

Master Wang, Ao Longsheng, don't stop drinking.

When he wrote here, a black void vortex emerged behind Fang Yun.

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It doesn't need much explanation to change the Yellow River into the Yangtze River. After all, Fangyun is the Lord of the Yangtze River.