Saint of the Confucian way

After Fang Yun finished, his figure disappeared in the mountain moving Pavilion.

Fang Yun was nearly half a quarter later than Wei Yu, but after he killed all the demons in the mountain moving Pavilion, Wei Yu only killed half.

It takes a long time to move the mountain Pavilion, and now all the people who can get here are famous figures of the school palace. They are very familiar with each other and chat while moving the mountain.

"It's a pity," said Qiao juze, shaking his head gently and continuing to move the mountain.

"It's a pity that Fang Yun's two rivers merge too quickly. It will take us at least four quarters of an hour to pass through the moving mountain Pavilion. At that time, except for a few people, we can see his heroic posture in the mojian Pavilion. Most people will miss it."

"Qiao juze, it's a pity that Wei Yu, a talented scholar in Tangjing country, has become the running dog of the Lei family because of one thought, resulting in the destruction of his future."

"That's right. Now that Fang Yun has passed the fifth Pavilion, the Dragon climbing stone of the Lei family has become Fang Yun's object."

"The Dragon climbing stone of the Lei family is one of the main forces for the Lei family to stand up. Fang Yun tore a hole in it today. It's hard to say what will happen in the future."

"You say, what if Fang Yun gets the Dragon climbing stone and the treasure that the Lei family has always dreamed of?"

"What? The treasure of Lei family's dream?"

The crowd looked curiously at Chen Feishi, a collateral disciple of the Chen Sheng family who said this.

"Fisher, what have you heard?"

Chen Feishi coughed lightly, glanced at Wei Yu and said, "in fact, these things are not a secret in the semi holy family. The Lei family needs to climb a treasure in the Dragon platform. We don't know what it is and what its role is, but we know that the treasure is very important to the Lei family. Although the Lei family has been hidden, it has been seen by others."

"How long has the Lei family been looking for the treasure?"

"At least 300 years. According to the inference of the King Wen family, that treasure is enough to affect the lifeblood of the Lei family! If the Lei family finds the treasure, the strength of the Lei family may be more than that."

"Cousin, let's go! The Lei family is only one step away from the semi Saint family now. It's more than further. Isn't that side by side with the Asia Saint family?" Qiao juze was surprised.

Before Chen Feishi could speak, Wei Yu smiled coldly and said: "He's right! It's true! You underestimate the Lei family! Even my future son-in-law of the Lei family knows only a fraction of the Lei family. I can only tell you that the relationship between the Lei family and the dragon family is far more than you think, far more than! Therefore, as long as the Lei family is willing to protect me, even if I really commit a big crime, I will only be exiled to Liangjie mountain and other places at most!"

Qiao juze said, "Wei Yu, why don't you talk about the real relationship between the Lei family and the dragon family?"

"I don't know how to say it, but I can say that even if Fang Yun makes a hundred imperial Tenglong poems, it won't threaten the Lei family!"

Many students looked at each other. Even Qiao juze and other scholars were shocked. They didn't expect that the Lei family's secret was so amazing.

"Wei Yu, aren't you boasting? The kindness of a hundred emperor Tenglong poems is enough for the dragon family to help resist ten large-scale invasions of the demon family!"

"Hum, whatever you think, I'll just say this, because I heard it from the Lei family! Don't forget that the ink sword test in the sixth Pavilion is different from that in front! The reason why I can't pass the ink sword Pavilion is not that I'm too weak, but that my opponent is too strong! I lost to Fang Yun in front, but if I meet him in the ink sword Pavilion, I have a better chance of winning!"

Qiao juze said, "that's not necessarily true. You and Fang Yun are in the same realm of calligraphy. The victory or defeat is unknown."

"But I've been practicing ink sword for seven years since I raised people! How can he compare with me in calligraphy?"

"The square body has taken shape. Wei Yu, you may not win steadily!"

"Then let him try! I may not be able to pass the sixth Pavilion, but I can guarantee that he will not!"

"You..." Qiao juze was speechless and suddenly began to move the mountain regardless of everything.

Wei Yu quickly understood Qiao juze's intention and sneered: "it's too late! When Fang Yun won't spare me, I've decided to completely tear my face with him! As long as I win Fang Yun, I can get the protection of the Lei family. If I win, I may lose everything! The sixth Pavilion, I'll do whatever it takes!"

Many people turn pale slightly.

As the top student of Jingguo school, everyone can guess what Wei Yu is going to do.

That kind of practice is of little significance elsewhere. It can add a little treasure light at most, but it can be fatal in mojian Pavilion.

Without realizing it, Qiao juze continued to move the mountain desperately, trying to enter the mojian Pavilion before Wei Yu.

After killing the last barbarian, Wei Yu looked at Joe juze.

"It's late!"

When Wei Yu finished, he glanced around nostalgically, glancing at familiar faces.

"Since I'm wrong, I can only make mistakes again and again. It's not that I don't want to make up for it, but... Fang Yun doesn't give me a chance at all! Everyone, farewell!"

Wei Yu's figure disappeared in the mountain moving Pavilion.

The sixth Pavilion is in the ink sword Pavilion.

Fang Yun entered smoothly. In front of him was a white world, and in front of him stood brushes of different shapes and colors. These brushes all have one thing in common and are very large.

An ordinary brush is only one foot long, but the shortest brush here is three feet long.

All brushes are magnified several times by ordinary brushes.

These brushes are arranged in a row, with the tip of the brush facing down and suspended in the air.

Fang Yun knew what the ink sword pavilion was going to test, so he was not in a hurry. Instead, he went to the far left of the row of pens, reached out and touched the first small regular script pen, and then walked forward slowly, touching the pen holder and brush hair of each pen.

Fang Yun looked at each brush carefully, looked at it slowly and touched it carefully.

These brushes are made of bamboo, jade, stone, wood and bone

Pen hair has wolf hair, rabbit hair, demon wolf hair, fetal hair, wolf rabbit hair

Fang Yun seems to have completely forgotten that this is the ink sword Pavilion of Lingyan Pavilion. He only regards it as a brush shop and understands each brush carefully.

After a long time, Fang Yun touched the last brush and thought for a long time before he began to go back.

Fang Yun walked very slowly at first, thinking while walking, but in the end, he walked faster and faster, and finally stopped in front of a pen.

This is one of the most common brushes. The pen holder is made of ordinary wood, and the brush hair is also very ordinary Langhao, which has nothing special.

Fang Yun reached out to hold the pen holder and pulled it in front of him.

Hundreds of brushes turned into dust and dissipated, only Yu Fangyun's four foot long Langhao pen.

Fang Yun looked around. Just now, there was a blank world. There was nothing but a brush, but now it has become a lecture hall in Jingguo school palace.

The lecture hall is very wide.

At the front is a desk with many tables, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, while below the desk is a fan-shaped field with neat futons, tens of thousands.