The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Human kid, you are ruining my life!"

Fang Yun turned his head and looked, and saw the Xulou Pearl slowly floating towards King Jiao's mouth, and the mirage began to vibrate.

"Run out!" Fang Yun shouted loudly.

Many soldiers tried their best to escape from the exit, but a few were stopped by Jiang Yao, swept by the white dragon aura, and killed together with Jiang Yao.

King Jiao swallowed the Xulou Bead and glared at the location where Fang Yun and others were. A giant claw of sea water rose up from the sea and flew towards him. The giant claw was thirty feet long, as big as half of the school grounds. Once it falls, it's enough to beat everyone alive into a pulp.

"Beast! How dare you sneak attack on Yuhai Mansion!"

A loud shout came, and almost all the soldiers were frightened by the sound. How dare anyone call King Jiao a beast?

An ancient sword with white light surrounded by streaks of blood suddenly flew over, easily defeating the giant claw of the sea water, and flew straight towards King Jiao at the same time.

When the white light ancient sword flew over the sea water, the sea water below separated automatically, as if it was afraid of the ancient sword.

Under the great Confucianism, the most powerful state of verbal confrontation is to divide the sea with one sword.

"Li Wenying!" King Jiao's tone contained deep resentment and a hint of panic.

Li Wenying, a bachelor from Tsing Yi, came stepping on the white clouds.

"Zhen Wenqi!" Li Wenying's voice came out again.

It was obviously night at this moment, but a small sun suddenly rose over Jade Harbor, illuminating the area near the port as if it were daytime.

A loud sound sounded, which seemed to be the words on the great Confucian text, and then all the monsters suddenly became dizzy, and were shaken off balance by the lingering sound.

Fang Yun saw Li Wenying in the distance open his mouth and say something, and then the Confucian text in the sky suddenly moved, and a terrifying aura swept in all directions, sending sand and rocks flying.

The human race was not affected at all, but the heads of all the demon race exploded one after another.

The demon soldiers, demon generals and demon commanders had no resistance and died instantly. The demon princes, who were equivalent to Hanlin, were bleeding all over their bodies and jumped into the sea crazily to escape.

All the Jiang Yao near Fang Yun died, and more than 160 of the more than 200 soldiers were left.

"We won!"

"Master Li is here!"

Many soldiers cheered.

The aura of the dragon scale in front of King Jiao is still on top of the Great Confucian's true text, forming an invisible force to protect it. Even Li Wenying's ancient sword Li Wenying cannot break through the protective power of the dragon scale.

The Jiao King pointed at Fang Yun with his claws bigger than a man and shouted: "Li Wenying, give him to me. I will ensure that the Yangtze River Water Demon does not come to the shore of Jingguo for three years!"

Li Wenying glanced at Fang Yun with a look of surprise. He didn't understand how Fang Yun could make King Jiao so angry. Fang Yun was just a scholar, and King Jiao Qingjiang was as powerful as a human grandmaster.

"Get out!" The voice of spring thunder spread in all directions, and Li Wenying got closer and closer.

King Jiao knew that he was no match for Li Wenying, so he glared at Fang Yun and asked, "Little human being, what is your name? Do you dare to tell me!"

Fang Yun looked at the dragon king covered in green and black scales, focusing on its fangs that were sharper than a sword. He hesitated for a moment and said seriously: "My name is Zhang Poyue."

Li Wenying's body swayed and he almost fell off Pingbu Qingyun.

The soldiers around Fang Yun were all dumbfounded.

King Jiao was stunned for a moment and roared: "I have seen that despicable human race Zhang Poyue! I didn't expect you to be as despicable as him!"

Fang Yun curled his lips and said, "I'd rather have people call me despicable than let people think I'm an idiot. King Jiao, do you think you're better off being despicable, or being an idiot?"

There are very few people in the demon clan who are eloquent. King Jiao was speechless by Fang Yun. He could neither call himself despicable nor an idiot.

Seeing Li Wenying getting closer, King Jiao asked unwillingly: "Why can you see through the mirage? Why is there less dragon energy in the virtual bead?"

Fang Yongyong looked at King Jiao with a look that looked like a fool, as if to say: I didn't even say his name, how could I say this.

King Jiao suddenly moved his nose slightly, a flash of white light flashed through his huge dragon eyes, and he looked at Fang Yun intently.

King Jiao's eyes quickly turned blood red.

Within dozens of miles, dark clouds were rolling in, strong winds were blowing, and the waves were rolling.

"You ate my son's dragon ball! I'm going to kill you!" The Jiao King rushed over desperately, but Li Wenying had already flown past Fang Yun, and the power formed by the great Confucian Zhenwen blocked the Jiao King.

The dark clouds and strong winds in the sky were dispersed by the power of the great Confucian Zhenwen.

Many soldiers looked at Fang Yun in surprise. Their eyes were filled with envy and fear. He actually dared to eat the dragon beads. How brave he was. The Jiaolong clan would definitely fight him to death in the future.

Fang Yun's expression was surprisingly calm, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and he said slowly and firmly: "Your son ate my classmate. It's nothing for me to eat a fake dragon ball from your turtle son. If I have a chance, I will eat you again." Dragon Ball!”

"Well said!" Li Wenying praised, and saw a pen and a piece of paper appearing next to him. Under the influence of the "magic pen", the pen automatically wrote war poems, and Li Wenying himself was also reciting protective war poems.

King Jiao subconsciously glanced at a place on his body where the wound had just healed and was the work of Li Wenying.

Although the dragon scales in front of it are powerful, they have been fighting against the Great Confucian Zhenwen for so long, and their power is about to be exhausted. It is now maintained by its energy and blood. Once Li Wenying's "Wind and Rain Sword Poetry" is completed, it can only passively bear it. The water sword attacks all over the sky, and there is no way to fight back.

The Jiao King immediately ran away, and at the same time turned around and shouted: "Human kid, I will definitely kill you! I have memorized your breath, don't let me touch you in the future!"

"I have also remembered you. If I have a chance in the future, I will kill you to commemorate my fallen comrades!" Fang Yun's tone was still calm, but every word was full of power.

The Jiao King narrowed his eyes slightly, took a last look at Fang Yun, and dived into the sea with deep reluctance and shame. He could not tolerate that his revenge plan was destroyed by a little scholar, and the person who ate his dragon son, the fake dragon ball.

Fang Yun turned around and saw the exit of the mirage in front of him. There were many corpses of fish monsters and the remains of some soldiers.

A strong smell of blood floated in the air.

"Goodbye, comrades." Fang Yun bowed his head and saluted the soldiers who helped him break out of the siege.

"Rest in peace, comrades!" The other soldiers also bowed their heads.

Then everyone began to sort out the remains of the fallen brothers, and the joy of victory was replaced by sadness.

"Brother Tian, ​​thank you for helping me block the fish monster's attack. I will support your family from now on!"

"Xiaojun, no one will laugh at you for being timid anymore. You are the most courageous man in our village!"

Everyone sorted out the bodies of their comrades, and some people were turned into nothingness by the dragon energy of the mirage. Each team was counting the number of casualties.

Fang Yun's team now has only more than 30 people left. Because his squad was protecting him, none of the 15 people died.

Squad leader Hong Cheng came over and patted Fang Yun on the shoulder and said, "All this is your credit. We should thank you. Without you, more than 100 of us would have died, and tens of thousands of people in the port would have died. You saved tens of thousands of people, and you are a great contributor to my Yuhai Mansion."

A person next to him said, "Thank you! I will write a letter to my mother when I go back to let her give you a longevity ranking!"

"Fang Yun, thank you! If it weren't for you, I would have died." After saying this, one person bowed to Fang Yun.

More than 100 people thanked Fang Yun.

The atmosphere at the scene improved slightly. The fallen comrades made them cherish the present more and be more grateful to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun said: "I also want to thank everyone. It is everyone's efforts that allowed us to survive together."

At this time, a man suddenly knelt down in front of Fang Yun and said: "Master Fang Yun, please accept the three bows from your students."

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, and then saw more than 30 students and two scholars kneeling down one after another, kowtowed to him and became his disciples.

"This..." Fang Yun was at a loss. The apprenticeship ceremony in Shengyuan Continent was unusual. After three bows, they were called Master. Even if Fang Yun did not regard them as disciples, they would treat Fang Yun as disciples when they saw him in the future, unless Fang Yun wanted to harm them.

Among the teachers who preached the truth, the teachers who taught the profession, and the teachers who answered questions, the actual status of the teachers who taught the profession was the most important.

Fang Yun took a closer look and found that he had 34 more students!

When everyone stood up, Fang Yun said helplessly: "The sound of the holy way just now was just something I said casually, you don't have to do that."

One person said seriously: "We, the students, chose to be soldiers. Although we really want to kill monsters, it is mainly because we can't pass the exam to become a scholar, and the road to a literary position is cut off. The sixteen-character sound of the holy way you just said makes us feel like we have received guidance from a saint, and we benefit as much as our parents. If we don't worship you as our mentor, we are not even as good as the monsters. You can refuse to accept us, but we can't help but worship you."

"Although our literary position is not high and we have given up the imperial examination, our desire for literary position has always been there, but we dare not say it in our hearts. It is you who made us complete it!" The middle-aged soldier who spoke couldn't help but redden his eyes.

"Master Fang, you must be a soldier who has come out to gain experience. You deliberately used this pseudonym, but this does not affect our gratitude to you. In the future, you only need to say one word, and we will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"Master Fang's kindness will never be forgotten!"

The youngest of these people is five years older than Fang Yun, and the oldest is twice as old as Fang Yun. At this moment, they are all willing to be students.

Fang Yun is still a little uncomfortable.

Hong Cheng smiled and said, "Not only them, but all of us more than a hundred people will regard you as our mentor if we make further progress in our literary status in the future."

Those who did not kneel nodded one after another. Although they did not feel enlightened, they would definitely benefit greatly. Once their literary status improved, 90% of the credit would go to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun did not expect that things were so bizarre. He had only been in the military camp for two days, but he had accepted so many disciples, so he said, "Okay."

But then Fang Yun felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry. If these people were promoted in the future, he would have more than a hundred disciples. The road ahead was so long. If they came again when there were many people, he didn't know how many disciples he would have to accept.

Fang Yun glanced at the sea and thought, "If I remember correctly, the fish that turned into dragons after hearing the sound of the Holy Dao is also my student and cannot attack me actively. Alas, I accidentally became a master of a hundred people."

A white cloud descended from the sky, and Li Wenying landed in front of everyone.

"Lord Li!"

"Grand Scholar Li!"

"Lord Yuanjun."

Fang Yun greeted everyone together.

Li Wenying looked at Fang Yun carefully and asked, "Are you the military strategist who came to the army for training?"

"My student is." Fang Yun said seriously.

The soldier next to him saw that even Li Wenying said he was not the fifth-class Fang Yun, and the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared.

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