Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Oh? You also know that you will become a Confucian sage sooner or later, why don't you want to do it now?"

Beiling raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Tiancheng with some confusion. The position of Confucian sage was also the ultimate goal of countless Confucian disciples.

Don’t underestimate this position. You must know that becoming a contemporary Confucian sage will bring you more than just a few benefits. To exaggerate, even the world’s civility is related to Confucian sages. This is also a secret known to all Confucian disciples. The sooner you become a Confucian sage, the sooner you become a Confucian sage. The greater the benefits, so she couldn't figure out why Fang Tiancheng wasn't willing yet.

Fang Tiancheng turned his attention to Zhang Yi, and his eyes gradually became competitive, "Without him, I just feel that with my current strength, I am not worthy of becoming a contemporary Confucian sage."

Zhang Yi's performance at the Lantern Festival that day was truly unforgettable for him, and even affected his mind to a certain extent.

Beiling's eyes also fell on Zhang Yi, and he understood what Fang Tiancheng meant, nodded in support: "Okay, I will wait for you as a teacher."

Indeed, if he had met Zhang Yi back then, the situation would probably not be much better than that of Fang Tiancheng.

If this problem is solved, it will be much smoother for Fang Tiancheng to ascend to the position of Confucian sage again, and it will be better for his future.

After all, he had refined the Confucian Sage Pen, so Beiling naturally had to carve it carefully for such a good seedling.

Unexpectedly, Taoist Master Qinglian suddenly said, "Beiling, you said before that the Confucian Saint's pen is a thing without an owner. You can't live with it. Now that the Confucian Saint's pen has recognized your disciple as its master, can you treat the Confucian Saint's pen as its master?" Handed over the pen?"

That's right, Taoist Priest Qinglian has always been obsessed with the Confucian Saint Pen. She will naturally do what she promised Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi also glanced at Taoist Priest Qinglian in surprise, and said to himself: "Taoist Priest Qinglian is a very capable person, and she really comes forward when something happens."

This also made Zhang Yi change his view of Taoist Qinglian. It turned out that she was not really just a fool.

But having said that, Fang Tiancheng's refining of the Confucian Sage Pen played right into Zhang Yi's hands. Didn't this opportunity come?

Life...is always full of unexpected surprises.

Hearing this, Fang Tiancheng looked at Taoist Qinglian in surprise, becoming more and more curious about the relationship between the two of them, "What is the relationship between the two of them? They actually talked to Master like this?"

Thinking in his mind, he grasped the Confucian Saint's Pen even more tightly. He had just refined the Confucian Saint's Pen, but it hadn't warmed up yet. Why would he hand it over?

"Qinglian! There is no need to discuss this matter. If it were the Confucian Sage Pen that I refined, it would be no problem for you, but this is a natural opportunity. Don't even think about it."

After all, he was ashamed of Taoist Priest Qinglian, and Beiling's words were not so harsh.

"Fang Tiancheng, do you want to help your master pay off his debt?"

Seeing that he couldn't get any favor from Beiling, Taoist Priest Qinglian turned his attention to Fang Tiancheng.

Unexpectedly, Beiling was like a hen protecting her chickens, and quickly blocked Fang Tiancheng behind him, "Qinglian! Don't even think about it, the matter is our business, you don't have to play Tiancheng's idea!"

She knew Taoist Priest Qinglian so well that she was afraid that Fang Tiancheng would fall into the pit.

"I don't understand. You haven't practiced Confucianism, so why are you so obsessed with the Confucian Sage Pen? The Confucian Sage Pen is completely useless in your hands."

Beiling rubbed her temples. She was really confused by the Qinglian Taoist priest.

Obviously, Taoist Priest Qinglian did not betray Zhang Yi. What he always expressed was that she wanted the Confucian Sage Pen.

"Um... I'll take the liberty to ask, what does my master owe you? Why do I need to repay the debt?"

Fang Tiancheng couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked weakly.

If it were different before, he would not have dared to ask, but it was just not as good as before. Now that he has refined the Confucian Sage Pen, his waist has naturally become stronger.

"Keke, do you want to know? I can use the Confucian Sage Pen instead."

Taoist Priest Qinglian was still not in shape, and teased with a half-smile.

Beiling's expression changed drastically, he glared at Fang Tiancheng and scolded: "Don't ask about things you don't dare to ask. This matter has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to listen to her nonsense!"

Fang Tiancheng was so frightened by the roar that he stepped back, "Okay, if you don't want to ask, I won't ask."

The master is still the same master. He didn't harden his waist after receiving the Confucian sage's pen. He became a coward when he became a coward.

However, Taoist Priest Qinglian was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Seeing Beiling's attitude, she became angry, "What? Do you dare to do it but don't admit it?"

"What did you use to repay me the love debt you made back then?"

Taoist Qinglian had no intention of hiding anything and said loudly.

What? Love debt? Priest Qinglian and Beiling?

Fang Tiancheng's eyes widened, thinking he heard wrongly, and his mind was even more confused. What is all this? Will the two of them be involved in a love debt?

Zhang Yi held his forehead. The Qinglian Taoist priest really had a good mouth and said everything.

If people from Wensheng Academy knew about this, how could Beiling get away with it? Do you still want the majesty of the contemporary Confucian sages?

"Qinglian!!!"

Beiling's face turned pale with anger, he gritted his silver teeth and roared in a low voice.

Seeing Beiling's performance, Fang Tiancheng became more and more confused, "Is this really happening? But...how could these two people have feelings for each other?"

Fang Tiancheng still felt that he was too ignorant and would never think about this aspect. After all, people of the same sex were repelled.

"This matter must not be spread to outsiders!"

Beiling glared at Taoist Priest Qinglian angrily, explained the matter to Fang Tiancheng cautiously, and took Zhang Yi and the others out of the back hill of the academy.

Beiling just wanted to resolve such an embarrassing matter quickly and had to find something else to distract Fang Tiancheng.

When they returned to Bei Ling's yard, Fang Tiancheng was still confused. His worldview was greatly impacted. The look he gave to the upright and elegant Bei Ling also changed. He could never have imagined that his master was such a person.

"Fang Tiancheng! Don't look at me like that. Who hasn't been young? The most urgent thing is to think about how to resolve your worries!"

Bei Ling knew Fang Tiancheng's thoughts with just one look, and immediately changed the subject.

She panicked, she panicked, and Taoist Qinglian was so happy to see this scene.

Shen Wangu and Ren Qianchou, who were originally strolling in the yard, also looked at Fang Tiancheng with curiosity. They were overjoyed and exchanged glances. "It seems that Brother Fang should know their relationship."

If it weren't for the fact that the two parties were still here, they would have rushed up to gossip.

"Zhang Daoyou, did you get anything?"

Although Shen Wangu was asking Zhang Yi, his eyes were fixed on Fang Tiancheng, as if he was sending him some kind of signal.

"I didn't, but Fang Daoyou refined the Confucian Sage Pen."

Zhang Yi shook his head and turned the topic back to Fang Tiancheng and the Confucian Sage Pen. He had to find a way to get Fang Tiancheng to hand over the Confucian Sage Pen.

"Oh... refined the Confucian Sage Pen."

Shen Wangu's mind was not on Zhang Yi at all, but he kept winking at Fang Tiancheng and just responded calmly.