Saint of the Confucian way

Every great saint has experienced countless hardships and endures endless pain, and their heart is almost a backwater.

The emotions and attitudes shown by each great saint and even the holy ancestor are not so much their own hearts as the influence of the holy way. At the same time, it is also a kind of self-protection to avoid being excluded and regarded as a dead thing without soul.

Now, a great saint scolds loudly, which shows how painful the whole process is.

"Courage and confidence are our glory!"

Suddenly, a gray streamer fell from the sky and fell on the eyebrows of Huode saint.

Everyone stared and recognized that it was part of the inheritance of the holy ancestor and the inheritance of war skills!

"Huode, what have you got?" wolf Kun asked hurriedly.

The rest of the great saints also stare at the great saints of Germany.

The great sage of fire virtue absorbed the inheritance of war skills and said nothing.

However, Fang Yun did not go to see Huode saint, but looked at the terrace directly opposite through the gate and the thunder giant.

"Courage and confidence, courage and confidence, courage and confidence..."

Fang Yun murmured to himself, and a complex look appeared in his eyes. Then he flashed a firm light in his eyes, and stepped into the moat step by step. His head was completely wrapped by divine gold slurry.

At the moment of jumping into the moat, Fang Yun felt that his whole body seemed to be pierced by countless sharp cones, and the sharp cones seemed to be covered with barbs, even spinning rapidly.

Fang Yun seemed to see his flesh and blood ground into meat paste, his bones ground into fine powder, and even his holy thoughts were full of cracks.

At that moment, Fang Yun fully understood the great sage of Huode.

He saw that Fang Yun, like an ordinary man, rowed his arm and swam forward in the red golden slurry.

The severe pain spread all over the body, whether it was the body, the holy thought, or even the soul. After only ten breaths, Fang Yun's throat made a subtle sound. It was not Fang Yun's unbearable, it was the body's instinctive response, but the body's own need to vent!

You can die, but you can't be silent!

After a while, Fang Yun finally couldn't stand it and connected the world crossing star boat and soul clothes with his divine mind, but the next moment, Fang Yun heard what the thunder giant had said before.

"Courage and confidence are our glory!"

Fang Yun clenched his teeth and gave up any external force that might protect himself. If he did, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

Because, just after the king of the Jin family finished his words, Fang Yun realized that he had made a huge mistake.

Scholars should pay attention to peace and moderation, and should be cautious. However, if this has always been the case, if they are afraid of danger and even the future, they just need to read, so as to pursue what holy way? What else do you want to canonize and call your ancestors? What to save the Terran? With what to compete for the Lord of the world!

Fang Yun realized that his mistake was to know a lot of things and understand a lot of truth, but he didn't have the courage to practice some things.

If you have a deep understanding of courage and progress, when you hear the king's ancestor say "only if it is not melted can you set foot on the battlefield", you should realize what the king's ancestor is talking about!

This is inheritance, but it is also a battlefield!

Everyone in every ethnic group, after birth, has set foot on the battlefield!

The world is like a battlefield, and all saints are soldiers!

Only by breaking away from the shackles of the family, surpassing the education of the school, getting rid of the shackles of the society, and finally crushing all the inner barriers and not being melted by all wrong foreign things, can we be regarded as a real soldier!

Those who are melted are not worthy to be soldiers or even the cornerstone. At most, it is a wrong example.

How many people are really standing on the battlefield?

No one in a hundred!

Fang Yun sighed in his heart. He taught Kong Changxun to broaden his horizons, enlarge the scale and open the angle, but he was still short-sighted in front of the holy ancestor, even in front of a fallen holy ancestor.

If you really do what you say, you should be the first to enter the moat!

On the contrary, the great sage of Huode, who has a short temper and even some arrogance, also doesn't understand the intention of the king's ancestors, but he has real courage and a real enterprising heart. Even if he is a little less intelligent, he can succeed.

Wisdom is very powerful, even above everything in many times. However, everyone's wisdom is limited, the wisdom of saints is limited, and the wisdom of all creatures is limited. Even if they know everything, they may not be omnipotent.

Fang Yun knows that the Terran is good at everything, but his mind is too complicated and depends too much on his mind. In many cases, he is trapped by his own mind.

A few times, taking the initiative to take a step is better than thousands of wisdom!

Fang Yunwu understood the two words of the king's ancestors, immediately changed the wrong ideas in the past, gave up doing it in the wrong way, but changed to the courage and righteousness advocated by Confucianism to guide himself, and jumped directly into the moat.

At the moment Fang Yun jumped into the moat, the other four saints woke up like a dream and collectively accelerated to jump into the moat.

When he swam to the middle, Fang Yun's will could bear it, but his body reached the limit. He made all kinds of painful and repressive sounds in his throat, but he never scolded like the great sage of the fire family.

The sun Saint also said nothing. The three great saints, wolf Kun, swallowing bird and rock ash, soon learned from the fire virtue saint and scolded everyone to vent their dissatisfaction.

At this time, Huode Saint slowly opened his eyes, and then the fireball slowly transformed into a fire dragon.

The great sage of Huode laughed and said, "my saint has inherited a set of combat skills, which is very consistent with me. It seems that this is the destiny of my saint. I advise you to give up! Hahaha..."

The other four great saints scolded Huode great saint together. Huode great saint still laughed and didn't care.

After all, he scolded the rest of the people first.

After a flash, Huode Da Sheng looked at the ghost Fang Yun in surprise. So far, the ghost Fang Yun has not completely indulged himself, and his body has withstood the heat of God's golden slurry.

Although the realm of others is semi holy, the holy body is a real great holy body. How can an ethnic group that is not good at the holy body and is afraid of this powerful and rigid flame maintain the integrity of the holy body?

Behind Fang Yun, wolf Kun and sun Da Sheng also looked at Fang Yun's back with strange eyes.

"This semi saint is a little unusual..." the great saint of Huode muttered to himself and was heard by the other four saints.

Rock ash and swallowing birds found that the ghost Fang Yun's body was wrong and had not been melted.

Near the shore, Fang Yun finally couldn't help shouting and drinking in his throat. It was like a dying man moaning, more like a person in a nightmare shouting. However, Fang Yun never scolded anyone or anyone.

Finally, Fang Yun put his hands on the shore, propped up his body and jumped to the shore.

The red divine gold slurry naturally peels off along Fang Yun's body and flows back to the moat.