Opening confession to the beautiful master

"This kid ran away so fast. I haven't finished speaking yet."

Shen Wangu complained. After experiencing the embarrassing moment on the Wangchuan Cliff, he had a clear understanding of himself. He wanted to know if he could enter Wensheng Academy if he relied on other people's guidance.

If it doesn't work, he will lose his fortune.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, this Wen Sheng Platform will have to rely on you next."

Everyone present was from his own family, and they all knew about Zhang Yi, so Shen Wangu had nothing to hide.

However, Zhang Yi's current thoughts are completely on the first generation of Confucian saints. The more he listens, the more he feels that the other person is a time traveler like him.

"No, I need to know more about the first generation of Confucian saints. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises."

Zhang Yi is extremely curious about the first generation of Confucian saints, which may be an unexpected gain from this trip.

"Zhang Daoyou, are you still thinking about the first generation of Confucian saints?"

Seeing Zhang Yi's absent-minded look, Shen Wangu instantly saw through his mind and pushed his shoulder with a smile.

"Well, do you know about the first generation of Confucian saints?"

Zhang Yi had nothing to hide, so he nodded and asked.

"Zhang Daoyou, listen to my advice. It's best not to inquire about the first generation of Confucian saints. This man is from the same era as my father, but my father has never seen him. How mysterious do you think he is?"

"And this person single-handedly created Confucianism and Taoism. How much magical power does this require?"

Shen Wangu smacked his tongue repeatedly.

"My father told me about the first generation of Confucian sages."

Ren Qianchou suddenly said cautiously.

"uh-huh?"

The two of them turned to look at Ren Qianchou at the same time, waiting for the next step.

"My father said that this person is a great terror and must not be provoked."

Ren Qianchou took a deep breath and spoke carefully every word.

"That's it?"

Shen Wangu raised his eyebrows with a look of disappointment on his face. He thought it was a big deal, but it was just nonsense after he had been talking for a long time.

Zhang Yi also shook his head secretly and took a deep look at Wensheng Academy on the mountain. It seemed that if he wanted to know more about the first generation of Confucian saints, he could only go through Wensheng Academy.

"Let's go to Wensheng Academy first. I will tell you how to do it later."

Zhang Yi pulled his mind back and led the two of them to the Wensheng Platform.

And when they were standing on the Wen Sheng Platform, a green light suddenly appeared. When they came to their senses, Taoist Priest Qinglian had already appeared beside them.

"Why are you here?"

Shen Wangu and Ren Qianchou were startled and looked at Taoist Qinglian in great surprise.

"Are you following me?"

Zhang Yi frowned. He knew that Taoist Qinglian would not give up so easily, but he did not expect that the other party had followed him all the way, and they were not aware of it at all.

Indeed, it was completely normal for them not to notice a great emperor following him.

"Senior nephew Zhang Yi, we meet again. Don't say it so harshly. You are following or not following. I'm just worried about your safety."

Taoist Priest Qinglian smiled shamelessly.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, the witch, don't worry about her. I want to see if he can elicit a reaction from Wen Shengtai."

Zhang Yi's eyes turned cold. He didn't believe that Priest Qinglian could ascend to Wensheng Academy.

"Do I need to cause this piece of shit to react? Just come up with me."

Taoist Priest Qinglian snorted coldly, with a look of pride on his pretty face. Then he began to form seals with his hands, and streaks of green light floated on his body, and his aura gradually became terrifying.

It seemed like she was ready to force her way into Wensheng Academy.

The next moment, nine blue lotus flowers were seen rising under the feet of Taoist Priest Qinglian. Each one was stronger than the last, and even the literary energy around him was shaken away.

"Come up on my lotus path, don't say I didn't help you, Master Nephew Zhang."

The nine lotus flowers just lead to Wensheng Academy. I saw the green lotus road leader growing lotuses step by step. The green shirt on his body moved automatically in the wind, like an immortal stepping gently towards Wensheng Academy.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, do we want to take this Lotus Path?"

Shen Wangu admitted that his heart was moved. With such a big thigh, what kind of Wen Sheng platform would it cause?

"Don't worry, let's take a look first and then talk."

Zhang Yi waved his hand. He always felt that Wensheng Academy was not a place where he could force his way into it. After all, when Fang Tiancheng used Confucianism and Taoism just now, his strength had increased a lot.

There are weird things everywhere here, so it's better to be careful.

"Why don't you all move? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Taoist Priest Qinglian had arrived at the entrance of Wensheng Academy without any hindrance. He turned to look at Zhang Yi and the others but found that they were unmoved and couldn't help but joke.

And when she finished speaking, she saw the literary energy around her begin to surge wildly, forming a huge golden phantom in the void, which contained overwhelming power, and the Taotao literary energy was even more awe-inspiring.

"boom!"

The golden phantom was struck with a palm, and Taoist Priest Qinglian quickly retreated. The green refining under his feet also turned into nothing, and he was instantly blasted onto the Wen Sheng Platform.

And that figure seemed to have spiritual intelligence, staring at Taoist Priest Qinglian with a warning look, and then slowly dispersed.

"Oh! I still don't believe it. Can this mere Literary Saint Academy stop me?"

Taoist Priest Qinglian snorted coldly, stood up stubbornly from the Wensheng Platform, and once again used his secret method to run towards Wensheng Academy, but in the end he was bombarded by the golden phantom when he was only one step away from Wensheng Academy. retreat.

"Huhuhu..."

Taoist Priest Qinglian was very tired and was panting heavily. Seeing Shen Wangu looking at her with a half-smile but not a smile, he seemed to feel that there was something wrong with him, so he quickly explained with a smile: "Women don't fight with Confucian scholars. "

"There is Wensheng Platform here. If we activate Wensheng Platform, we can ascend to Wensheng Academy. There is no need to take action."

Taoist Priest Qinglian changed his previous attitude and obviously understood that he could not force his way into Wensheng Academy.

"Fortunately, I didn't go with you before, otherwise I would have to suffer with you."

Shen Wangu shook his head repeatedly and spoke every word.

"Shen Wangu! Can you get into Wensheng Academy on your own?"

Taoist Priest Qinglian is a very good talker, how can he bear this grievance.

"Shen Wangu, you are nothing but a piece of trash who is the son of the Human Emperor. The Human Emperor is about to lose his face because of you..."

Taoist Priest Qinglian caught Shen Wangu and scolded him so hard that Shen Wangu's scalp went numb and he did not dare to speak.

"Okay, okay, I made a mistake. Can you please forgive me?"

Shen Wangu realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately handed it over, asking Qinglian Taoist Priest to shut up.

"Hmph, with all your efforts, it's best not to provoke me. Do you think you are Senior Nephew Zhang Yi and I will let you go? You are not as good-looking as Senior Nephew Zhang Yi!"

Taoist Priest Qinglian snorted coldly, not forgetting to elevate Zhang Yi and belittle Shen Wangu while speaking.

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