Saint of the Confucian way

Ao Huang talked about his talent, but Fang Yunli ignored it and said to his family, "pick up a guest room and let him live here. Don't be afraid."

Except Yang Yuhuan, who is not afraid at all, others are too scared to lift their heads. This is a dragon! And it's the Yellow Dragon in the play. Only the monarch can wear clothes embroidered with yellow dragons. Now a live yellow dragon appears in front of him, which is more powerful than the monarch!

Fang Daniu lowered his head and secretly looked at Ao Huang. His face was red. Unexpectedly, the legendary dragon appeared in front of him and had such a good relationship with his cousin. This is a great event to honor his ancestors!

If Fang Yun hadn't been here, Fang Daniu would have liked to knock Ao Huang's head.

Ao Huang nodded seriously and said, "since you want to learn the knowledge of the human race, the dragon should live like a personal race. In the future, the dragon will follow you. The dragon will go wherever you go and learn whatever you learn! Hey hey, maybe the dragon will become an example of Dragons and a little poet of the dragon race!"

"Ao Huang, you are so shameless every day, okay?" Fang Yun said.

"Ben long has heard a lot of your slander and ridicule. He doesn't care at all. Ben long will overcome your slander with facts." Ao Huang shook his head and said.

Fang Yun said, "then you'd better become a man and be my bookboy."

"No! This dragon is a dragon, not a man!" Ao Huang looked angry and ashamed.

"Your predecessors travel ten countries and become people."

"Will genius be like those fools? Ben long will be a complete real dragon. How can you ordinary people understand Ben long!" Ao Huang said proudly.

Fang Yun stared at Ao Huang and saw that Ao Huang was hairy all over, and the Dragon scales were slightly upright.

"Ben long is just blowing a cow. You're angry before he blows a dragon? What's your mind? What's your stomach?" Ao Huang retreated a little and stared at Fang Yun's mouth for fear that he would suddenly attack with his lips, guns and tongue.

"My talent has been restored. You and I go to the Wen battlefield to compete. You are not allowed to use the dragon's magic and other killing moves. I don't need to kill moves. I only use words and swords and normal war poems."

"You are not allowed to use tongue sword, and you are not allowed to use double swords! In addition, our dragon family is not called magic, but dragon family divine power! Do you know what dragon family divine power is?" Ao Huang said.

"HMM." Fang Yun casually promised to deliver a letter to Guo Zitong, the senior scholar of the Academy, and then turned and walked to the literary battlefield of the Academy.

Ao Huang followed and floated in the air. The four Dragon legs kept moving. The dragon head was low on Fang Yun's shoulder and talked about: "Ben long knows what you want to do. Don't you just want to give Ben long a blow? Hey, Ben long is not as stupid as Gu jiaohou. He doesn't have the courage to come close to kill you, nor does he have the courage to kill you. Ben long sees what you can do! Although Ben long can't use the power of the dragon family, you can't use powerful war poetry. Ben long..."

Ao Huang nagged all the way and never shut up.

When one person and one dragon just left the yard, there was nothing. After a few steps, everyone nearby saw a strange scene.

A ten foot long little yellow dragon was putting his head on the shoulder of a scholar in black.

While looking around, a man asked several friends nearby, "did I enter the mirage, or was the Mohist mechanism skilled enough to make a yellow dragon?"

"It seems that it's a real dragon. No one's mechanism beast is so broken."

"That's Fang Zhenguo. Won't you use any cover up?"

"Fang Wenhou doesn't have time to play any tricks. It should be a dragon."

"Whose tongue and sword have you blinded? Look at its dragon horns and claws, five clawed yellow dragon, pure dragon!"

"Also! By the way, since Fang Yun has just left Denglong platform, he won't bring a yellow dragon private soldier back?"

"Private soldier of the dragon clan? You've been stabbed not only in your eyes, but also in your head?"

Several bad friends on one side laughed together.

"Stop talking nonsense, go and see what happened."

Whoever sees Huanglong, no matter what he wants to do, even if there is a class, he will immediately follow Ao Huang, both students and teachers.

The figure of the dragon family is not strange to the people in many places, such as the holy courtyard, Liangjie mountain, zhenguhai and so on, but it is a very rare thing for Jingguo school palace, which has been rare for decades.

Less than half an hour after Fang Yun left, thousands of students followed, and many students who heard the news were hurrying here.

Without saying a word, Fang Yun continued to walk to the Wen battlefield, while Ao Huang was still talking.

"Fang Yun, what do you mean? Why did you find so many Terrans? Do you want to scare Ben long with so many people? Then you're wrong. Ben long has seen the world. How can a mere Terran pay attention to it! However, can you keep them away? Ben long is a little dizzy when he sees dense things now. If you Terrans live like this, Wan Jie will be yours sooner or later..."

Fang Yun continued to ignore the little yellow dragon who suddenly suffered from dense phobia. He kept walking. Whenever someone greeted him in front, he bowed his hands and returned the salute. He was generous and elegant.

After walking for a while, there were more and more people. Ao Huang finally couldn't help but turn his head and roar at thousands of people: "don't you bother! Haven't you seen the Yellow Dragon? Get away and be careful I'll eat you!"

Fang Yun slapped Ao Huang on his forehead. Ao Huang shook his head gently, then looked at Fang Yun in surprise and said, "you have great strength, human! Come and compare your wrists with me!"

"That's your claw." Fang Yun finally opened his mouth.

"Hehe, for our dragon clan, your Terran's wrist is a claw. I let you, and you still kick your nose and face! Don't talk much nonsense. Dare you break your wrist with me!" Ao Huang was elated.

Fang Yunbai glanced at Ao Huang and continued to move forward.

The people who followed were startled by AO Huang's roar. The status of the dragon family was too high. I'm afraid the yellow dragon was higher than the monarch. If they really killed, the other party might just be banned by the dragon family. When they saw Fang Yun slapping the little yellow dragon, their hearts were almost scared.

I was relieved to see Fang Yun safe and sound.

One of the disciples couldn't help saying, "Fang Yun even dared to beat Huang long. What else could he do? It's awesome. I'll be the running dog of Fang Yun's door in the future! Ask other people, even if the great Confucian dared to beat Huang Long like this?"

"There should be people who dare to fight, but there are absolutely no people who follow Huang long."

"Isn't the Yellow Dragon really Fang Yun's private soldier? The human race has been vast for thousands of years, and no saint has a dragon private soldier. The most exaggerated thing is the Jiaolong private soldier."

Ao Huang turned his head and roared: "don't arrange the Dragon there. Be careful that the dragon eats you up! Which eye of you thinks the dragon is a private soldier? Talk nonsense and let you be the private soldier of the dragon!" then Ao Huang turned his head proudly and continued to chat with Fang Yun.

In Ao Huang's eyes, the whole Terran is worth chatting with Fang Yun, and the rest of the Terran are not worth seeing more.

Just after a few words, Ao Huang suddenly remembered something and turned his head and said, "mortal children, remember, this dragon is Ao Huang, an immortal real dragon! Soon, this dragon will be canonized, and it will be the next canonized real dragon!"

Fang Yun looked ahead and said slowly, "where's your sister?"

Ao Huang trembled and shouted in a louder voice, "the next real dragon to be canonized is my sister, and this dragon is the next real dragon to be canonized! It's boring to talk to you and don't understand anything! Look at Fang Yun, who almost saved my life! Hey! Fang Yun, wait for me..."

When they heard that Ao Huang was a real dragon, they were all shocked and became very excited.

"Finally see the real dragon!"

"I didn't expect the real dragon to appear in Jingguo. It's auspicious!"

"I said he was so powerful. It turned out to be a real dragon."

"It's terrible. If he yells, we can't stand steady."

"God bless Jingguo!"

"I wonder if the imperial court will invite this yellow dragon when offering sacrifices to heaven."

People were afraid of the Yellow Dragon at the beginning, but they changed when they said it.

"This dragon is very interesting. How can it look like a child? The human language is so good."

"Isn't the dragon clan very dignified? Why is he a little... Different?"

"This little yellow dragon's head should have been poked by Fang Yun's tongue and sword, and more than once!"

"I look like..."

Not long after, Fang Yun and AO Huang came to the literary battlefield. The master of the Academy was standing at the door and looked at Ao Huang curiously. Unexpectedly, the real dragon came to Jingguo.

Ao Huang nodded in an old age and said, "this great scholar, we meet again. Take Ben long in. Ben long should teach Fang Yun a lesson and let him know how high the sky is and how long the dragon is!"

Facing the real dragon who didn't call his name, Guo Zitong had no temper and said, "follow me."

When they entered the Wen battlefield, Guo Zi closed the door.

The students outside the door were unhappy and begged the master to open the door.

"No!" Ao Huang shouted, "no one is allowed to come in. Let them in when Ben long defeats Fang Yun!"

Without interrupting, Guo Zitong stood quietly in the audience of the Wen battlefield, while Fang Yun and AO Huang went to the Wen battlefield and separated, 30 feet apart.

"Fang Yun, don't say that the Dragon bullies the small with the big!" Ao Huang said, recovering his true body, three feet long, almost five times Fang Yun's height.

Fang Yun opened his mouth and spit out a sword. A little white light reflects gold. A glittering dragon shaped virtual shadow formed on the surface of the real dragon ancient sword rushed forward, faster and faster, one, two, three... And finally increased to five.

At the moment, Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword has three complete real dragon patterns on it. The power of the ancient sword has been increased by 60%!

The sound of the talented sword sounded. The ancient sword of the real dragon was covered with golden scales, and only the cold light of the blade flickered.

Ao Huang didn't care about Fang Yun's real dragon ancient sword, but he really faced the real dragon ancient sword and felt its edge. The childishness in his eyes disappeared without a trace. Instead, he was a real dragon warrior, especially serious.

"Good to come!" Ao Huang said, waving his teeth and claws and jumping on Fang Yun. He was full of dragon power. Dark clouds were born in the clear sky. According to the sunset and rainstorm, the rain poured in a mile.

Guo Zitong shook his head gently. The talent of the real dragon family is too strong. It can easily cause changes in the sky.

Ao Huang is like a big sun, dazzling.

Ao Huang is fast, but Wuming real dragon ancient sword is faster than Ao Huang!