Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Confucian Saint, please stay!"

Zhang Yi hurriedly stopped Bei Ling. He hadn't asked about the first generation of Confucian Saint yet. How could he let her leave so easily?

Moreover, it seemed that Bei Ling was not going to pay attention to them. It would be much more difficult to get the Confucian Saint's pen later.

"What do you want?"

Bei Ling frowned and glanced at Zhang Yi. For various reasons, she didn't have a very good impression of Zhang Yi. After all, this kid deceived Fang Tiancheng, so there must be some unspeakable secrets.

"May I ask how much the Confucian Saint knows about the first generation of Confucian Saint?"

Zhang Yi naturally saw some clues from Bei Ling's face, but he didn't care.

There are still more than ten days, so he can deal with it slowly.

"The first generation of Confucian Saint? Why are you asking this?"

Bei Ling frowned subconsciously, as if he didn't expect Zhang Yi to be interested in the first generation of Confucian Saint.

"I heard that the first generation of Confucian Saint is unparalleled in the world, so I am curious."

Zhang Yi also said without blushing.

"There is too little information about the first generation of Confucian saints. If you want to know, let Tiancheng take you to the Confucian Saint Pavilion, where there is information about the Confucian saints of all generations." Beiling waved his hand, told Fang Tiancheng, and was about to turn around and leave. Taoist Qinglian was about to follow her, but was questioned by Beiling, "Aren't you worried that I will do something to them? You should follow them, not me." "Who knows what secrets you have? I must keep an eye on you." Taoist Qinglian snorted coldly, and didn't take Beiling's words to heart at all, and followed her on his own. "What a sin!" Beiling had no way to deal with Taoist Qinglian, so he had to let her follow. After the two left, Fang Tiancheng looked at Zhang Yi with a strange expression and said, "Friend Zhang, the Confucian Sage Pavilion doesn't have much information about the first generation of Confucian Sages. Why don't we take advantage of these few days to discuss the Dao?"

Fang Tiancheng felt that the time he spent in Dao Sect before was wasted. Now that he came to Wensheng Academy, he naturally wanted to ask Zhang Yi for advice.

"Even if there is nothing, I want to go to the Confucian Sage Pavilion to take a look. Thank you, Friend Fang."

Zhang Yi was determined and didn't want to miss any news about the first generation of Confucian Sages.

"Oh, I really don't know why you are interested in the first generation of Confucian Sages. He disappeared after creating Confucianism."

Fang Tiancheng shook his head and sighed helplessly, and had to take Zhang Yi to the Confucian Sage Pavilion.

Under Fang Tiancheng's leadership, many people greeted Fang Tiancheng along the way, and they all looked at Zhang Yi and other outsiders with curiosity, especially many female disciples stared at Zhang Yi.

Since they entered Wensheng Academy for cultivation, they have never gone out, and no one has come to Wensheng Academy, so Zhang Yi and his friends are the first group of outsiders they have seen in Wensheng Academy.

"Daoyou Zhang, my junior brothers and sisters have not seen much of the world, please forgive me..."

Fang Tiancheng was frightened by the naked eyes of many junior sisters. While smiling at Zhang Yi, he warned them with his eyes not to embarrass Wensheng Academy.

"It's okay, it's normal. Master has this kind of reaction wherever he goes."

Before Zhang Yi could speak, Ren Qianchou spoke.

After following Zhang Yi for so long, she was already accustomed to all this.

"Daoyou Zhang, I think the relationship between Taoist Qinglian and the contemporary Confucian sage is not simple. Do you know any inside story?"

Shen Wangu was silent all the way. He was thinking about this question for a long time, but he just didn't have an answer.

"Yes, Taoist Zhang should know some inside information, right?"

This topic instantly aroused Fang Tiancheng's interest, and he also looked at Zhang Yi eagerly.

The two of them are very compatible in gossip, no wonder they have such a good relationship.

"If you want to know, go ask them yourself."

Zhang Yi is naturally not a big mouth, and he will definitely not talk nonsense about their relationship.

At least for now, it seems that Taoist Qinglian has not caused him any trouble, which is enough.

"Daoyou Zhang, if we have the courage, would we still ask you here? Just tell us some inside information."

Shen Wangu pestered Zhang Yi relentlessly. He and Zhang Yi have known each other for such a long time, so naturally Zhang Yi is not that difficult to get along with, so his actions are also quite presumptuous.

"I don't know!"

Zhang Yi is in a lot of trouble now, so where is the time to fool around with Shen Wangu? His face turned cold and he shook Shen Wangu away.

Shen Wangu knew that Zhang Yi was really angry, so he stepped aside very tactfully and continued to discuss their relationship with Shen Wangu.

"Do you think they are sisters? I think they look a bit alike." Shen Wangu guessed carefully. Fang Tiancheng shook his head and analyzed seriously, "No, no, I don't think so. And looking at the appearance of Taoist Qinglian, he seems to have a lot of resentment towards my master. He must have a secret." Zhang Yi glanced at the two people who were analyzing seriously, and secretly complained in his heart, how come the two grown men are more gossipy than women? Look at Ren Qianchou, who said nothing. But he just had this thought, and he saw Ren Qianchou also analyzing seriously, "I think you are all wrong. The two of them are probably in a relationship dispute..." Zhang Yi glanced at Ren Qianchou again, "Well, just pretend I didn't say anything just now."

But I have to say that women have a stronger sixth sense, but neither Shen Wangu nor Fang Tiancheng took it seriously. After all, how could the same man in their hearts attract the attention of Taoist Qinglian and Beiling?

Soon, they arrived at the Confucian Sage Pavilion. Fang Tiancheng told the Confucian scholar guarding the door and let Zhang Yi go in alone. The others continued to gossip about Taoist Qinglian and Beiling outside.

Er Genzi finally felt clean for a while. As soon as he entered the Confucian Sage Pavilion, he felt a vast literary energy coming towards him. It was filled with densely packed books, and for a while he had no idea where to start.

Fortunately, Wensheng Academy was more considerate, and the different types of books had been clearly classified. Zhang Yi immediately went to the history column and scanned all the books with his spiritual mind, and then found the books related to the first generation of Confucian sages.

Zhang Yi reached out and took out the book and opened it eagerly, but there was only a thin page with only a few words on it.

"Contemporary Confucian sage, peerless grace, and eternal genius!"

No more, the Confucian Sage Pavilion’s record of the first generation of Confucian sages only consisted of these twelve simple words.

Zhang Yi looked lonely. Doesn't this mean that nothing was recorded?

This first-generation Confucian sage is really mysterious. Even Confucian people know very little about him. It is no wonder that Fang Tiancheng gossips outside and does not come in.

However, Zhang Yi discovered something else. He found that eighteen ancient books were visited next to the first generation of Confucian sages, which recorded the information of each generation of Confucian sages in order, and Beiling was the eighteenth generation of Confucian sages.