Saint of the Confucian way

The disciples of Zhang Heng aristocratic family who were blown away looked at the sky in amazement.

"The master lied to us. This is not a drill! We came here with an armillary sphere, not to deal with the demon man's massive attack on Liangjie mountain, but to prepare for today!"

"This is... The ecliptic soars into the sky, the sky shows the Star Road, and the West saint is crazy. Is this going to move a boundary?"

"What's going on? What are the saints planning? Shouldn't the armillary sphere lead to the falling of the stars? How did it become the way of the heavenly show? What did it do to make the armillary sphere become an auxiliary?"

Shengyuan continent, Confucius Mansion.

An old man's desk was full of yellow bamboo slips.

It was night, but there was no light in the study.

The old man is holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, but there is no word on the bamboo slips, just like a wordless heavenly book, but the old man can read the contents of Yi Zhuan according to it.

He read word by word slowly from top to bottom, as if there were words on it. Every time he read a word, a golden word flew out of the old man's mouth, and then tore the space into it and disappeared.

"... at that time, he rode six dragons to control the sky. The dry road changed, and each one was right for his life. He protected Taihe and was Li Zhen. He first came out of common things, and all countries were Xianning..."

The old man read carefully and finished reading one volume after another.

Yuhai City, Fangzhai.

Under the oil lamp, Yang Yuhuan was seriously reading the biography of the White Snake written by Fang Yun. The slave listened happily. When he read what he liked, his big hairy tail swept around.

Yang Yuhuan was about to turn the page, but he couldn't turn it.

"Ah..." Yang Yuhuan felt that the book suddenly had its own strength, gave a light shout, quickly released his hand, got up and stepped back.

The book stood on the desk and didn't fall down.

The little fox was also startled and subconsciously stretched out his little paw and patted on the book.

With a slap, the book fell on the table.

The little fox breathed a long sigh of relief and patted his chest with his small claws, as if he were saying that he was scared to death.

Suddenly, the book rose from the table like a resurgence.

"Ah..."

"Oh..."

The slave rushed into Yang Yuhuan's arms. One man and one fox held tightly and retreated quickly. Standing in the corner, they were all about to cry.

"What's the matter!" Daniel Fang roared and pushed the door at the same time. He rushed into the study.

Wow

All the books in the study suddenly hung in the air, and then the pages were divided into two, forming wings and flying outward like butterflies.

"Ghost..."

Daniel Fang was so frightened that he ran away. When he looked back, all the books came out and his face turned white.

"Don't chase me..."

Daniel Fang shouted and rushed back to his room, slammed the door with a bang, and then watched nervously from the crack in the door.

All the books lined up and flew hula-la. When they reached the yard, all the books closed and stood up, circling slowly in the bright moonlight and never falling.

In the study, the slave suddenly broke away from Yang Yuhuan's arms and ran out excitedly. He didn't look scared to death before.

"Slave!" Yang Yuhuan worried about the little fox and quickly followed him out.

The little fox jumped into the yard, looked at the books circling in the moonlight, grinned foolishly, and then jumped onto a book. Finally, he took these books as a ladder and kept jumping around on it. He had a great time.

Yang Yuhuan looked at these books curiously and found that although they seemed to be rotating, the covers were facing the position of the moon.

Yang Yuhuan was confused in his eyes and thought that he could not remember where he had heard of such a thing.

At this time, a cry came from the neighbor's house.

"Thousands of books worship the moon! It's thousands of books worship the moon!"

Yang Yuhuan went out of the door and went to his neighbor Pang Ju's house. She found that Pang Ju's yard was full of books floating in the air. She went to several more houses and found that the books in each yard flew out and into the yard, as if worshipping the moon.

All the books of the whole Yuhai City flew outside, and countless people were shouting thousands of books to worship the moon.

The same thing happened in all cities and towns in Jiangzhou, so did Jingguo and Shiguo.

All the books of the whole Shengyuan continent flew out and paid homage to the sky.

Countless readers saw this scene. They knew that the book worshipped not the moon, not the sky, but the holy way.

Daofeng mountain, holy courtyard.

A library disappeared out of thin air.

Donghai dragon palace.

"Hum, luckily it's not me! Yuwei, remember not to fight with the Terrans in the future. If you have anything to say, they will kill you! Hum, Kong is the least thing!"

Demon ancestral courtyard, comet corridor, the door of the seventh corridor.

Not far away was a vast expanse of white poisonous blade snow, and near the door was a clear sky.

Those Juren and demon barbarians used to practice here, but now they can't calm down.

Only the ape demon with a pinch of white hair on his head will still sit at the door and sleep, but the ape hair on his body is slowly falling, more and more.

"Who are the two people talking?"

"Semi holy! That's the power of semi holy! What happened?" Li Fanming asked.

Conde said softly: "If what I expected was right, there should be a demon Saint breaking through the walls of the two worlds. The walls between Shengyuan and the demon world are extremely hard, and only a few places can be connected. The two worlds can pass through semi saint or higher forces, such as the five demon mountain and the three barbarians. At most, they can only allow the big demon king in and out. Like a fishing net, small fish can pass, and big fish can't pass. But it is said that the demon ancestral clan belongs to the demon clan Although the walls of the two worlds can block ordinary demon saints, if multiple demon saints work together, they can come and go freely. "

"Ah? If the demon Saint comes to Liangjie mountain, will he come to kill us?"

"The demon saint should not kill us. It seems that he came to avenge the killing of his son."

"That's good."

As soon as the people were relieved, they heard a louder demon language than before.

"Terran Fang Yun, I will destroy your ten clans! I......"

The earth shook and the demon language was suddenly interrupted.

People can't believe what power will interrupt the demon saint.

"No! This time it's not like the demon saint is breaking through the walls of the two worlds. It's like... Something wants to destroy the demon ancestral clan!"

Yan Yukong suddenly said, "look up."

They hurriedly looked up and saw a bright yellow light coming from nowhere. The bright stars in the light paved a road to heaven.

"Isn't that the Tianyan star road of the armillary sphere? Is it just a pretext for Zhang Heng family to go to Liangjie mountain? The real purpose is..."

Ma Xiong's voice did not fall, and the earth shook again. This time it was much more violent than any time before.

At the end of Tianyan Star Road, a light yellow light suddenly appeared. Then a mountain like giant tore the starry sky and fell slowly. The giant was wrapped in light yellow light. No one could see what it was.

Every scholar has a trace of instinctive joy when he sees the mountain. He wants to fly over and reach the peak of the mountain.

The demon man felt disgust and fear when he saw it, and even felt a disaster.

"Well... What's that? What mountain has such a strong power that it seems to break a boundary. It seems to be falling carefully for fear of smashing the whole demon ancestral clan."

"Is it..."

"No way! The mountain can't move at all!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"It's like our Terran power, and it can reach here directly across countless spaces. Its power has far exceeded the semi holy Wen Bao!"

Deep in the seventh corridor, in front of the throne of stars.

It's covered with poisonous blade snow and dark clouds. You can't see the Tianyan star road or the strange mountain behemoth.

The angry power of Bing Mansheng shocked the people. Those demons were better. The injuries of Fang Yun and fierce Jun were particularly serious.

Fang Yun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and stood up slowly.

Fang Yun glanced at the demons.

Under the boundless heavy snow, they smiled triumphantly.

Longling said, "although I don't know why Bing Mansheng suddenly stopped talking, since he came here, you are already dead. I won't argue with a dead man."

The fierce king smiled: "You are worthy of being Fang Zhenguo. You are not discouraged even though you know you will die. You are really a scholar's example. Unfortunately, I won! Do you remember what I told you? You can't get out of the holy ruins! I may have a delusion about you. I hope you can become my help, but I know it's impossible! Only dead Fang Yun is good Fang Yun! "

At last, the fierce king's expression became very ferocious, and a wolf's face was slightly distorted.

"But I'm not dead now," Fang Yun said.

Longling said: "when Bing Mansheng first came to the demon ancestral clan, he naturally wanted to communicate with the descendants of the demon ancestry. Killing you became easy. What's more, you killed his most promising son. Even if you fled back to Shengyuan, you can kill you with the power of Bing Mansheng!"

"Fang Yun, don't be hard spoken. Admit defeat." the fierce king's eyes were contemptuous and compassionate. There was a faint demeanor of standing high in the Marquis and overlooking the saints.

Fang Yun said slowly, "you have too much nonsense. Since the soldiers don't kill me up to now, I have to continue what I said before and let you wait for me on huangquan road first!"

"Don't let him write poetry! Stop him! Use magic!"

All the demons immediately attacked Fang Yun with the fastest magic. Although the power of the magic is far from the strongest attack, it is very fast. In the blink of an eye, it came to Fang Yun.

The fierce king showed a cruel smile, but the smile solidified, because all the witchcraft fell in front of Fang Yun and were excluded by invisible forces.

The fierce king was stunned. Then he carefully observed Fang Yun's bravery. Before, he never thought that Fang Yun's bravery would be so strong. He thought it was the power of war poetry. He didn't observe it carefully. Now he looked at it and was surprised.

"Wen Dan Er Jing? How can it be Wen Dan Er Jing! Even my noumenon is just... You..."

The fierce king was stunned by what happened before he finished his words.

A breath of poetry.

The original Baoguang, the first Baoguang, and the holy page Baoguang formed by Wenqu Xingli. Finally, there is the most rare poetic soul Baoguang.