Wuxia: Will the night master, the third Confucian saint is exposed

Chapter 0072 Return to the Taiko? Time traveler! The origin of the Saint Yuan Continent?!!!

Li Yishan’s gaze was always on Su Yan in front of him, and the curiosity and doubt on his face could not be hidden as before the sword, and he quickly stepped forward.

But before he could ask.

The picture in the golden list above the skyline once again flowed, and the scene changed in an instant.

I saw that Fang Yun, with his incomprehensible skills and courage, overcame the mountain-like pressure brought by the family clan, and was born in the Saint Yuan Continent and completed the reform of the government.

At this time, the Saint Yuan Continent was no longer as decayed and weak as before, but it really had some totems of a new society like what Su Yan said, and it was thriving and orderly.

Although Fang Yun’s reforms have always been desperately resisted by the family families, the benefits are real, and naturally they have won the support and support of the people and the emperor.

After completing all this, Fang Yun had already become a spiritual totem-like existence on the Saint Yuan Continent.

Countless readers worshipped it as a god, calling it a saint sent down by heaven to pacify the people of the world and guide the Holy Yuan Continent forward!

For a moment, Fang Yun’s reputation on the Saint Yuan Continent was unmatched! But the dialect at this time is a little haggard.

In the middle of the night, a person sat quietly in the study, surrounded by silence, except for the dimly burning oil lamp on the table, which occasionally made a moisture.

Fang Yun hid his whole face in the darkness, unable to see his expression clearly, but occasionally he could hear his faint sigh.

After a long time, the door of the study was slowly pushed open, and Yang Yuhuan walked in with a cup of clear tea and placed it beside Fang Yun.

Just as Fang Yun had promised her before, after the golden list was inscribed, he would marry Yang Yuhuan with eight sedans, so that the latter would really become the daughter-in-law of the Fang family.

This title, Fang Yun had already promised Yang Pinghuan when he was cold.

Now that he has finally risen to the top, he has never forgotten this somewhat simple vow back then.

And Yang Yuhuan did not leave after putting down the teacup, but stood behind Fang Yun, watching her husband work day and night with some distress.

Fang Yun was under pressure during the period of implementing reform, and no one except himself knew better than Yang Yuhuan.

Almost day and night, the oil lamp was lit from the dark night until dawn, and as soon as the sky shone slightly, he rushed to the court again.

Day and night cycle, back and forth.

This kind of life, only he Fang Yun with the cultivation realm of the Void Saint can barely bear it, if he changes to an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will die of exhaustion of mental strength early.

But even so, now Fang Yun looks a lot haggard compared to the past, originally only a little thin, but still lean body, at this time almost emaciated only a skeleton.

Yang Yuhuan’s delicate jade-like slender hands gently kneaded above Fang Yun’s shoulders and said.

“Officials, if the situation is determined today, and those reforms are also on the right path, you have a good rest.”

“If you really can’t survive, we don’t want these so-called official reputations, I will accompany you back to that small hut, and spend the rest of your life without regrets.”

Fang Yun smiled bitterly, he naturally knew his wife’s concern for him.

“There are some things that you don’t want to get mixed in, don’t touch them in the first place.”

“Now that I’m involved, it’s not so easy to get out. As he spoke, Fang Yun’s hands flicked lightly across the paper on the table. ”

Yang Yuhuan subconsciously glanced at the content on the paper, and suddenly a jade face was a little flustered.

“You wouldn’t want to?”

But before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Fang Yun.

Fang Yun nodded.

“That’s right. The conquest between the Terrans and the Demon Race has not stopped for thousands of years, and I am afraid that in the future, many people will die in this war. ”

“If you want to settle all disputes, you can’t be here to watch them consume”

“I want to go back to the primeval era, to find the root of everything, and the solution.”

Faced with Fang Yun’s words, Yang Yuhuan instinctively wanted to refuse.

Back in primeval times?

There are many talents in the Saint Yuan Continent, but no one has ever had such a crazy idea!

No one knows what will happen if they do go back

Only Fang Yun, a fool who cares about the world, would gamble with his life on the future of the Saint Yuan Continent!

Fang Yun continued.

“As you said, now that the reform is on the right track, there is not much to worry about, and I can take this opportunity to take a break.”

“It’s okay, you take good care of yourself at home.”

Fang Yun’s broad palm covered Yang Yuhuan’s slender jade hand, and said softly, and at this time, Yang Yuhuan’s heart was surging, his mind was uncertain, and countless words that wanted to dissuade were blocked in his throat, but he couldn’t say anything.

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly: “Pay attention to safety.” I’m waiting for you at home. ”

Off screen.

Everyone in Kyushu was stunned when they saw this scene.

Fang Yun is really daring!

In order to completely solve the war between the Terrans and the Demon Race, he actually wanted to return to the flood era tens of thousands of years ago alone to find the origin of everything!

This is something that ordinary people would never think of!

Qi Yanglong in the Shangyin Academy Palace, looking at this scene, his eyes almost jumped out of his eye sockets.

I opened my mouth but couldn’t say anything for a long time.

After a long time, he said with a sigh.

“I’m short-sighted. I used to think that you Fang Yun was just a copyist who stole other people’s false names, plagiarized the world’s articles in exchange for his own fame, and his character was extremely inferior. ”

“Now it seems that among the glorious world, you are the only one who truly protects all the people!”

“The way of Confucianism, I’m afraid you have come to an end, you are third on the list of Confucian saints, I have nothing to say.”

In Tai’an City, Zhang Julu walked to Yuanbenxi’s side at an unknown time, and the two stood side by side.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhang Julu suddenly asked Yuanbenxi beside him with some ridicule.

“When you led countless readers in Kyushu to scold Fang Yun together, did you ever think that such a thing would happen now?”

Yuan Benxi was stunned, and a wry smile like Qi Yanglong appeared on his face.

“Never thought about it. Bow down and die, for the sake of the people of the world, do not hesitate to take risks alone. ”

“His Confucian way has already been accomplished. We all underestimated this teenager. ”

Zhang Julu also smiled, raised his head and looked at the picture above the sky, unable to see the look on his face.

“Also, this shows the act of sending to death, if it were me, I’m afraid I won’t go.”

“Speaking of which, we really can’t compare to this hairy boy.”

“The world is so big, there are not many people who can make me Zhang Julu truly admire. The other operation is one. ”

While everyone in Kyushu is talking, in the picture, the night is already dark.

The stars in the sky condensed together, as if outlining a distant river, slowly flowing between the brilliance.

After saying goodbye to Yang Yuhuan, Fang Yun came to the backyard alone.

Take out a volume of articles in your hand and look at the bright stars in the sky.

Finally, the wrist shook suddenly, and the scroll suddenly expanded, like a broad avenue, directly connecting to the stars in the sky!

Fang Yun stepped on the scroll, and there seemed to be a chaotic light and shadow in front of him, and countless phantoms surrounded him.

Fang Yun only felt a dizziness in front of him at this time, as if the air around him wanted to tear his body apart inch by inch, even with the cultivation of sealing the Void Saint Realm, it was difficult to resist.

And when he opened his eyes, even Fang Yun couldn’t help but be surprised.

The scene in front of me always feels familiar.

Isn’t this an enlarged version of the wasteland?

I saw that the Saint Yuan Continent in front of me was completely free of the quiet, beautiful and peaceful area where the Terrans lived later.

As far as the eye can see, it is boiling hot magma and blood condensed together, the red color penetrates the sky, the fog is dull, and there is no light in the dark sky.

The only thing that can illuminate the world is the pile of sky-piercing beacons standing high in the center of the continent!

“It turns out that this is the Saint Yuan Continent in the primeval period!”

Fang Yun slightly straightened his already somewhat messy robe, and walked into the Flood Barren Saint Yuan Continent alone.

That’s three years.

Then in the court of the Holy Yuan Continent, on the stone tablet that recorded the monument of the years, lines of simple characters dyed with golden dots slowly appeared.

[During the flood, there was a saint named Fang Yun. 】

[Indoctrinating the young ancestral dragon, making it the pillar of supporting the heavens and the earth, Fang Yun called himself Lei Feng, and was named Lei Shi by the descendants of the ancestral dragon]

[Then he was appointed as an imperial master, met the holy beast Qilin, and educated the Qilin that originally only knew how to kill and devour it into a docile beast, wishing the Terrans to guard the heaven and earth, and not be harassed by the demon race and barbarians! ] 】

[By chance, with the merit of edification as oneself, the realm of virtual saints has reached its peak. 】

[Condensing the body of the half-saint! ] ] outside the screen.

Wang Xianzhi, who was originally drinking safely at the head of Wudi City, suddenly crushed the wine jug in his hand and sat up.

Bloodshot eyes stared at the lines carved from the stone tablet in the picture.

“Half-saint…”

Wang Xianzhi did not have the slightest hobby in his life, and the only thing he wanted was realm cultivation

It’s just that he has tempered for half his life, and his conceit is unparalleled in the world, but until he is about to die, he is just worthy of stepping into the land god fairyland.

However, Fang Yun in front of him condensed the body of a half-saint with his merit! Although the scene at that time was not seen, these two words were deeply imprinted on Wang Xianzhi’s chest like a soldering iron.

“Good boy, if you are on the Kyushu Continent, I am somewhat interested in having a good discussion with you!”

And Xiliang Sanwei Bookhouse.

Li Yishan’s eyes froze slightly at this time, and he forgot to question Su Yan for a while.

“Cultivate the holy beast and make it a barrier of the human race, can’t such merit set foot on the Confucian saint?”

“But even if you can’t set foot in the true Confucian saint, you can only condense the half-saint body dialect to dedicate yourself to the world.”

“I also left a few of our old men behind.”

“I apologize for my previous criticism, Fang Yun, indeed qualified to be on the third spoonful of the Confucian Saint List!”