Opening confession to the beautiful master

"how could this be?"

Zhang Yi was shocked when he saw the appearance of the visitor. He saw that although this contemporary Confucian saint was elegant, his appearance was extremely delicate, and he had no throat, especially his proud figure, even in the white shirt. There was no hiding it, this was obviously a woman.

"Is your master a woman?"

Zhang Yi subconsciously thought that the contemporary Confucian saint was a man. After all, Taoist Qinglian also said that he was her old lover, so how could he be a woman?

Is it possible that this world is also so open?

Zhang Yi looked at Taoist Qinglian with a strange expression, feeling that his three views were shattered to pieces.

"Yes, Master is the most talented woman in the world."

Fang Tiancheng did not hesitate, his eyes were filled with admiration.

"Confucian sage!"

When the three great scholars saw Beiling, they bowed their hands slightly and saluted, their expressions full of respect.

Beiling waved his hand and ordered softly: "You should step back first. It's okay for old friends to come."

"yes!"

The three great scholars raised their heads and glanced at Taoist Qinglian, all curious about the relationship between this enchanting woman and the Confucian Sage Association.

"Tiancheng, take your friends to my residence first. I will come back later."

Beiling waved his sleeves and gave another order.

Unexpectedly, Taoist Priest Qinglian blocked Fang Tiancheng's way, "Goodbye, Beiling, it's not easy to see each other, why not just have fun together."

"It's really hard to find you, you're like a turtle with a shrinking head."

A trace of resentment appeared deep in Taoist Priest Qinglian's eyes, and he smiled sarcastically.

"Tiancheng, take them away first."

Beiling frowned slightly and emphasized again.

"What? Do you still know about etiquette, justice and integrity? Are you afraid that your affairs will be known to outsiders?"

Taoist Priest Qinglian snorted coldly and asked.

"Sheng said: There are only me and Qinglian here!"

Beiling sighed and used Confucian Taoism to move Zhang Yi and others.

"Qinglian, I'm sorry for what happened back then, but the past has passed. What else do you want?"

Beiling sighed and said slightly helplessly.

"Is an apology enough?"

Taoist Priest Qinglian laughed at himself and looked up at Beiling fearlessly.

"What else do you want? When I traveled around the world disguised as a man, I never thought you would fall in love with me."

Beiling frowned. After all, she was sorry for Qinglian, and her attitude was considered weak.

"So, am I just being sentimental? Why am I pretending to be a man? I just want you to give me an explanation when I come here."

Taoist Priest Qinglian said aggressively.

Even if this is Beiling's territory, Taoist Qinglian is not afraid at all.

"What explanation?"

Hearing what Chief Qinglian said, Beiling breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the matter could be resolved, it would be fine, otherwise it would be a knot in her heart.

Taoist Priest Qinglian's beautiful eyes kept moving as he muttered: "I want the Confucian Saint Pen!"

"No! The Confucian Sage Pen is inherited by Confucianism. It belongs to Confucianism, not to me. Change it!"

Beiling refused without thinking.

"I just want the Confucian Sage Pen."

Taoist Priest Qinglian was extremely stubborn and said with firm eyes.

"Then there's nothing more to say."

Beiling shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave.

The Confucian Sage's pen will not be passed on to anyone under any circumstances. This is a Confucian rule that she cannot violate even if she is a contemporary Confucian sage.

"Beiling! When I found out about your daughter's identity, you left without saying a word. You really are the most ruthless of scholars."

"Today I will go to Wensheng Academy and make a clean break with you!"

Taoist Priest Qinglian's eyes were cold and he said in a fierce voice.

Hearing this, Beiling's delicate body trembled, her body paused, and she actually felt a sense of pain in her heart, but she still gritted her teeth and said: "From that day on, we have been cut off in two."

"Go away, I don't want to do anything to you."

Beiling issued an order to expel guests. After all, she couldn't bear Qinglian, and there was still a trace of weakness deep in her heart.

"What? I got into this Wensheng Academy on my own merit, what qualifications do you have to drive me away?"

"You are so despicable and ruthless. What if you plot against those juniors? It is impossible to leave."

Qinglian retorted Beiling's words in a few words.

"What a joke! I, Beiling, have lived an upright life, how could I do such a shameless thing!"

Beiling was so angry that he laughed, ignored Qinglian, and walked towards where Zhang Yi and the others were.

Taoist Priest Qinglian followed closely behind, "Senior nephew Zhang Yi, I can only help you up to this point. Whether you can get the Confucian Sage Pen depends on your luck."

Now that her matter has been resolved, she originally came to Wensheng Academy just to make a clean break with Beiling, to put an end to the absurd things she did back then, and to make an end with her past self.

"The past has become empty, it's still like a dream... I like it."

After untying the knot in his heart, Taoist Qinglian felt that his cultivation had grown slightly, and he couldn't be happier.

When Beiling and Priest Qinglian came to where Zhang Yi and the others were, Shen Wangu was gossiping about Priest Qinglian and Beiling. When he saw the two parties coming, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

"Cough cough cough!"

Beiling looked serious and coughed a few times, showing his majesty, which scared Shen Wangu and immediately closed his mouth.

"I have met the Confucian sage."

Zhang Yi and others bowed with their hands in hand.

"Young people are scary. I heard from Tiancheng that he met a great talent while traveling down the mountain, Shen Wangu. Do you think so?"

Beiling raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. Others didn't know what happened on the Wen Sheng Stage, so how could she not know?

"This... this..."

Shen Wangu was frightened by being looked at. He looked at Zhang Yi, then at the unfathomable Bei Ling, and was undecided for a moment.

"My husband has great talent, but it is naturally not worth mentioning in front of the contemporary Confucian sage."

Ren Qianchou saw Shen Wangu's disappointing appearance and immediately stood up to explain for him.

"The daughter of the Demon King? The demonic energy on her body is not that heavy."

Bei Ling smiled slightly and smiled to himself.

"Master, Brother Shen is really the most talented person I have ever seen in my life, of course... except you."

Fang Tiancheng thought Bei Ling was doubting Shen Wangu's talent, so he immediately stood up to explain for Shen Wangu.

"Otherwise, Brother Shen would not be able to enter the Wensheng Academy, and all the good sentences on the Wensheng Stage would be erased. Only a person of great talent can do this."

Fang Tiancheng hurried here because he went down to see what was happening on the Wensheng Stage when Shen Wangu and the others entered the academy.

It would have been better if he hadn't seen it. He was shocked when he saw it, and he admired Shen Wangu even more.

"Foolish disciple, you have been deceived, how come you still don't know it?"

Bei Ling shook his head, with a faint smile on his face.

"Put away your smile, I hate seeing you smile the most in my life!"

Unexpectedly, Taoist Qinglian stood up and pointed at Beiling's pretty face and scolded.

In an instant, the smile on Beiling's face froze, and there was only endless depth and helplessness.

How can I laugh wrong?