Opening confession to the beautiful master

"????"

Everyone except Zhang Yi is full of questions, especially Fang Tiancheng. He knows that his master has always been proud and arrogant. Why is he like a mouse seeing a cat in front of Taoist Qinglian?

"There's something fishy! Master and Taoist Priest Qinglian decided to have an ulterior secret."

Fang Tiancheng looked at Beiling and Qinglian Taoist priests with strange expressions, but he really couldn't think of anything fishy, ​​so he didn't dare to ask.

"Or is Taoist Priest Qinglian so fierce that he actually dares to speak to the Confucian sage like this in Wensheng Academy, and it seems that the Confucian sage is afraid of her?"

Shen Wangu analyzed it secretly in his heart and couldn't help but think highly of Taoist Qinglian.

"Master, what do you mean by this? I don't understand."

Fang Tiancheng finally recovered from the shock and asked in confusion.

Shen Wangu glanced at Zhang Yi, but saw that Zhang Yi was still indifferent, and felt a little calmer in his heart, "The secret is about to be exposed, but seeing the calm look on Zhang Yi's face, it is obvious that he has been prepared for it."

"Zhang Daoyou, I really tried my best, don't blame me."

To be honest, Shen Wangu has never experienced the feeling of pretending like this, but it is obvious that someone does not intend to let him continue to pretend.

"The secret will eventually be revealed, but since I'm in Wensheng Academy, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Yi thought that by exposing him at this time, he would have a better chance to find out information about the first generation of Confucian saints, and it would be easier to complete the subsequent tasks, so he felt at ease.

"Do you really have no suspicion at all?"

Beiling glanced at Fang Tiancheng, shook his head and asked.

What happened today made her a little disappointed with Fang Tiancheng. She couldn't even see such an obvious flaw. If she had been the one, she would have known that Zhang Yi was the person behind it.

Having said this, Fang Tiancheng could react even if he was not a fool, but he was a little unbelievable, "Master, are you saying that Brother Shen lied to me?"

"I did have doubts before, but..."

Fang Tiancheng frowned and looked at Shen Wangu, his brows full of confusion. But when he saw Zhang Yi next to Shen Wangu, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. Zhang Yi's figure actually coincided with the man in his impression that day. , "The person celebrating the Lantern Festival that day was Daoyou Zhang?"

"That's right!"

A rare smile appeared on Zhang Yi's face, and he admitted generously.

Fang Tiancheng patted his head, connected the recent events together, and suddenly realized, but his eyes were also extremely shocked as he looked at Zhang Yi, "The person on that day was you, so wouldn't the people around you..."

At this point, Fang Tiancheng quickly blocked his mouth and did not dare to continue talking. After thinking about it, only that person was qualified to stand next to Zhang Yi.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Zhang all along. This misunderstanding has become huge. When I saw Fellow Daoist Zhang, I knew at the first sight that Fellow Daoist Zhang was not a mortal."

Fang Tiancheng reviewed it in his mind and understood why Zhang Yi did this, so he immediately smiled and made a mistake.

He doesn't care about other things, as long as he can find people for the Lantern Festival.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you have worked so hard to hide this from me. Fortunately, you came to Wensheng Academy this time. After all, there was no wrong payment."

After knowing that the person was Zhang Yi, Fang Tiancheng completely ignored Shen Wangu, which somewhat made Shen Wangu feel a little unbalanced.

Seeing Fang Tiancheng's performance, Beiling's disappointment gradually dissipated. He nodded secretly and said, "It's not bad. He's not too stupid. He's teachable."

"Beiling, this is my nephew. Is he much better than the disciples you taught?"

Taoist Qinglian actually used Zhang Yi to show off. Does he have nothing to show off?

"What does this have to do with you? He is Yue Yao's disciple, and as far as I know, your relationship with Yue Yao seems not to be very good, right?"

Beiling Leng had this face and said every word in detail.

These words hit Taoist Priest Qinglian, and she closed her mouth in a rare move and glared at Beiling fiercely.

Several people looked at the two people's postures and felt more and more weird. Why did they look like a couple who were at odds?

"Zhang Yi, Senior Brother of the Dao Sect, Young Supreme, there has been a lot of news about you recently. I didn't expect that you actually studied Confucianism and Taoism."

Beiling then looked Zhang Yi up and down, secretly sighing in his heart that Zhang Yi had extraordinary temperament.

"It's just a false name, and I only know a little bit about Confucianism and Taoism."

Zhang Yi knew that he had to be humble and upright in front of these literati.

Sure enough, Beiling nodded with satisfaction, "Since you are Tiancheng's friends, stay at Wensheng Academy for a few days and leave whenever you want."

"But I heard what Tiancheng said about you, and I also know your performance at Wenshengtai. Do you really not consider Confucianism and Taoism?"

"If you practice Confucianism, I will give you the position of Confucian Sage right away!"

Beiling was careful and said extremely seriously.

She knew Zhang Yi's talent in Confucianism and Taoism. If such a person did not practice Confucianism and Taoism, it would be a waste of money.

"As expected of fellow Taoist Zhang, he actually made a contemporary Confucian sage give up his throne."

Shen Wangu secretly admired him.

However, Zhang Yi politely refused, "Thank you Confucian sage for your kindness, but Confucianism and Taoism are not what I want."

He would have to die of boredom while practicing Confucianism, he would not be able to go down the mountain in troubled times, and most importantly, he would not be able to meet Yueyao.

What's more, Zhang Yi is practicing well now and doesn't need to worry about cultivation at all, so why bother to switch to Confucianism.

His path is the Supreme Path. Once he has awakened the Supreme Bone, he is destined to walk the Supreme Path.

Hearing this, Beiling looked disappointed. This was a pity for the talent, no! It should be said that he is a genius.

"Confucian sage, I can practice Confucianism."

Shen Wangu has been envied by Fang Tiancheng during this period. He can just say a word when he wants something. When fighting, he only needs to speak. It's so satisfying!

However, Beiling just glanced at him with disgust and said without mercy: "You? You are not suitable for practicing Confucianism. You are the son of the emperor, so you deserve to go."

"No, how can I know if I'm not suitable if you don't let me try? As the son of the Human Emperor, it's even more important for me to practice Confucianism."

Shen Wangu still refused to give up and said reluctantly.

"Shen Wangu, let me tell you the truth. You are not qualified to practice Confucianism and Taoism. Your mind is too confused."

Beiling frowned.

He actually didn't hear Beiling's euphemism. Isn't this just asking for self-humiliation?

Ren Qianchou laughed out loud immediately. This person... still needs to be a little self-aware.

Shen Wangu felt offended. How could he give away the title of Confucian sage when facing Zhang Yi? How come he was no longer worthy of it?

It’s true that people are more irritating than others!

"If you don't practice, you won't practice. I cultivate my Human Emperor Dao, which is infinitely better than this Confucianism."

Seeing Ren Qianchou smile like this, Shen Wangu knew that he would be embarrassed, so he raised his head and snorted arrogantly.