The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2058 Guan Hai is coming!

Lang Lu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said: "Do you think this saint will give you the opportunity to enter the Burial Saint Valley to obstruct the Demon King?"

Fang Yun said: "Oh, it seems that my guess is right. The reason why you went south to invade Jingguo is not only to kill me, but also to prevent some great scholars of the human race from going to the Burial Saint Valley."

"You can think so." Lang Lu said.

"So you, a half-saint, are talking like bullshit?" Fang Yun mocked without any hesitation.

Billions of demons were angry again. Even when the two worlds fought in the mountains, no one under the saint position of the human race dared to attack the half-saint like this.

Many scholars rolled their eyes, and some almost ran over to ask Fang Yun to say less, because the other party was a real half-saint!

The whole demon world would be furious when the university scholar mocked the half-saint. If it were in the demon world, the will of the demon world might directly kill without waiting for the saints to take action.

Lang Lu's expression finally changed significantly, and he said in a deep voice: "Fang Yun, just because I don't want to kill you doesn't mean you can insult me!"

"Either I go to the Burial Valley and you withdraw your troops, or you admit that you farted, choose one yourself." Fang Yun said.

Lang Lu slightly opened his mouth, revealing two rows of pale wolf teeth, and the blood in his eyes became more intense.

"Wait until I break the city, and see if you dare to do this again! Chen Guanhai, come out, my patience has disappeared!"

After Lang Lu finished speaking, he slapped the ground heavily with his right claw.

The land within a radius of ten thousand miles trembled slightly, with Lang Lu as the center, within a radius of ten miles, a breath of blood in green rose straight up and surrounded Lang Lu.

A large amount of gray stone soil was slowly raised from the ground by the blood-green aura, as if the sky had a huge suction force.

All the barbarians were in the slowly rising soil, not daring to move.

When the top layer of dirt and sand flew to a height of a hundred feet, all the dirt and sand began to move towards Ning'an City, faster and faster. When the sand and stones left the barbarian camp, they formed a sandstorm that stretched thousands of miles and hit Ning'an City like a tide.

In the sandstorm, the face of Lang Lu appeared.

Everyone looked up at the sky, looking at the holy power storm condensed by the sand and dust.

It seemed that the world was robbed of its color by the earth yellow.

Many great scholars immediately took action, and a series of great scholar war poems with the power to destroy the city formed in the sky, whistling past, attacking the holy power storm.

However, all the great scholar war poems were like small pieces of paper in the wind in front of the holy power storm, and could not hinder it at all.

"Old friend Lang Lu, why do you have to do this?"

When the voice started, the sky and the earth were blue, and the world was clear. The earth yellow holy power storm stopped in place, and no matter how the face of Lang Lu roared in the storm, it did not move.

Clouds appeared in the sky, dazzlingly white, and the long clouds were like ladders, spanning thousands of miles and landing outside Ning'an City.

A person stepped on the cloud ladder and climbed down.

In Ning'an City, tens of millions of water creatures and millions of human beings looked at the person on the cloud ladder and saluted.

"Meet Chen Sheng."

"Meet Mr. Yimei." Some older scholars called Chen Guanhai by his studio name.

Fang Yun bowed deeply and was very polite.

Chen Sheng smiled and nodded gently. Everyone lowered their heads, but they all felt Chen Guanhai's eyes looking at them.

Chen Guanhai dressed up as a blue scholar, with several plum blossoms on the blue clothes, a black jade belt and a Jinxian crown on his head, only a few strands of black hair in his silver hair, and fine wrinkles on his face. His eyes were extremely warm, like the clearest gems in the world, without a trace of impurities, but seemed to be able to accommodate everything in the world.

The arrogant and domineering holy power storm actually dissipated slowly like dust and returned to the earth.

The dust storm seemed to feel ashamed of itself because of seeing Chen Guanhai's incarnation. It couldn't bear to enter the clear pool with filth, so it gave up disturbing the world.

The blue waves of thousands of miles calmed the mountains and rivers. Ning'an was dressed in a blue robe, holding a scroll and leaning on the plum blossoms drunkenly, half a scholar and half a virtuous man.

Fang Yun and the others looked up one after another, and saw that Chen Guan had come down the ladder and stood outside Ning'an City. Although he was just an ordinary height, he stood outside the mountain like a mountain, and people looked up to see his full back.

Many Jingguo soldiers were in tears. The repression of many days and the glory of seeing the incarnation of the half-saint were stirring in their chests. They wanted to cry loudly to vent.

The women in the rescue stations ran desperately to the north wall, looking at Chen Guanhai like crazy. After just one look, they were immediately attracted by the strange breath exuded by Chen Guanhai, intoxicated and obsessed, while muttering to themselves and saying some crazy and stupid words.

Fang Yun looked at those women helplessly.

Fang Yun always felt that something was missing, and he understood it after a closer look.

When the semi-saints came, they were not stained by the world, and they must have something under their feet. In the past, Confucius drove the chariot of the nations, King Wen stepped on the Bagua map, Zhuge Liang sat on the chariot of Wu Hou, and the golden wool in the Jiao Sheng Palace was called the Holy Seat.

The Lang Lu incarnation took the lead and used the skin of the semi-saint demon tiger as the Holy Seat, while the Guan Hai incarnation did not bring the legendary Ding Shi Star Plate. It is said that the object was the strange star that Confucius encountered in his early years, and the star road was drawn and left to future generations. Later, the semi-saints of the human race went there one after another, but only Chen Guanhai got it, refined the Ding Shi Star Plate, and stepped on it for the Holy Seat. Once he officially went to war, he would definitely step on it to travel the world.

Fang Yun looked at Chen Guanhai's back, but there was a chill in his heart.

Chen Guanhai was elegant and did not like pomp. Except for the battle between the two worlds, he rarely stepped on the Ding Shi Star Plate. But when Lang Lu had already sacrificed the holy tiger skin, he still did not come out of the Ding Shi Star Plate. I am afraid there is another possibility.

The world-fixing star disk would increase my burden, so I might as well not bring it with me.

Within ten miles around Chen Guanhai, a light blue water light gradually rose, but without any dirt, and then filled the sky and earth.

Being in the light blue light, all human beings felt relaxed, all the anxiety and sorrow in their hearts disappeared, their wounds healed quickly, and it seemed that there was an extra force in their bodies, making them temporarily stronger.

Once the blood-green light of the wolf slaughter touched the light blue water light, it naturally retreated, and finally retreated three miles, leaving some barbarians exposed to the light blue water light.

"Not good..." Lang Yuan roared.

Without seeing any action from Chen Guanhai, those barbarians began to grow blood plums on their heads, and then their bodies turned into water and seeped into the ground, and the blood plums also dissipated.

More than four million demon barbarians died in such an unclear way, including two great barbarian kings.

Not only the barbarians, but also the human race were terrified. Those barbarians probably didn't know they were going to die before they died.

Everyone secretly sighed that the power of the semi-saint was indeed terrible. No wonder it was said that the incarnation of the semi-saint was invincible in the world, and only the throne had the power to resist.

Fang Yun widened his eyes and carefully observed every detail. He was just a semi-saint incarnation, and his every word, action and gesture would have a great impact on his future contact with the Holy Way.

Millions of demons died, but Lang Lu didn't care at all. He grinned and said, "Guan Hai boy, do you know why I hate you? You look calm and indifferent all day long. Every time you fight with me, it's like eating. Even if you are beaten to vomit blood, you don't care as if the food falls to the ground."

"I will feel distressed if the food falls to the ground." Chen Guanhai's voice was like jade hitting each other, and it kept ringing.

Fang Yun keenly observed that Lang Lu's tone and attitude had changed greatly from before. Before, Lang Lu seemed to be a little arrogant, but now he was more casual. It was obvious that part of the Holy Way power was driven away by Chen Guanhai, allowing Lang Lu to return to his original temperament.

"Stop talking nonsense. Today, this saint will definitely kill you!" After Lang Lu finished speaking, the holy light rose behind him.

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