The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2615 Establishing a holy card!

After paying homage, Fang Yun walked out of the hall and said with a smile: "Everyone, I have a heartfelt request. I wonder if you can agree?"

Many scholars looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and all guessed that Fang Yun must read the pieces of Wenquxing.

No scholar can resist the temptation of fragments of Wenquxing.

Jing Liren smiled and said: "As long as we can do it, Mr. Zhibai just says it doesn't matter."

Fang Yun said: "I want to take a look at the Wenquxing fragments along the way."

Jing Liren brushed his beard and said with a smile: "This thing is the most precious treasure of the human race. It is difficult for ordinary scholars to see it. But since Zhibai has spoken, how can we be so unkind? Come on, I will take you to see the most precious treasure of the human race." ”

"Then thank you all literary friends."

When everyone heard that "Ji Zhibai" changed his name and called himself a friend, they felt extremely relieved. This was a future literary giant, and he was even expected to be a semi-saint.

At the gate of the forest, all the scholars below the bachelor's degree stopped and stood outside. The bachelor and the great scholar accompanied Fang Yun into the woods.

After Fang Yun entered the woods, he immediately sensed the strong Wenqu star power.

Fang Yun looked up and saw an irregular silver stone as tall as a person standing in front of him, emitting a silver brilliance.

Next to the fragment of Wenquxing, four great scholars and four great bachelors were sitting around.

These eight people all sat quietly with their eyes closed, immersed in practice.

Jing Liren secretly sent a message: "This thing is too precious, so all the major forces take turns to enter the practice. Because time is precious, so please forgive them for not welcoming it."

Fang Yun nodded, expressing understanding.

Later, Jing Liren proudly transmitted the message: "Mr. Zhibai, even if you are in Shengyuan Continent, it is difficult for you to get close to the fragments of Wenquxing so easily, right?"

Fang Yun didn't respond. Jing Liren thought that Fang Yun was fascinated by the Wenquxing fragment and was even more proud.

After confirming the location of the Wenquxing fragment, Fang Yun exited the woods and walked outside with the other scholars.

After walking for more than ten steps, Fang Yun suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "Look at my brain, I forgot an important thing."

"Oh? What's going on?" Jing Liren asked.

Fang Yun said: "There should be sacred rosewood here, right?"

Everyone was stunned, and Jing Liren responded instinctively: "Yes, but..."

Afterwards, everyone looked surprised, except for a few people who were very surprised.

The holy statues and holy tablets in the human race's temple are all made of specific woods, and sanctified rosewood is one of them.

Fang Yun wants to sanctify the red sandalwood, which most likely means that there is an additional holy tablet in the human holy temple.

Jing Liren came back to his senses and said in surprise: "No way, if a new saint is formed in the human race, even if it is cut off from the Holy Yuan Continent, all the holy temples in the ancient land of Haiya should be affected."

Fang Yun smiled and said: "The human race does not have a new half-saint. You will know when I set up a new holy card."

"Mr. Zhibai, don't be careless about this matter. Putting the holy cards indiscriminately will definitely anger the will of the saints, and the gains outweigh the losses." Jing Liren advised kindly.

"Of course I know this. I won't make fun of my life. I really want to send the holy card to the temple." Fang Yun said.

"Are you sure you have the qualifications and authority to carve holy cards? All the holy cards here were carved by the saints themselves!" Jing Liren said.

"I'm sure."

There were gasps of cold air from all around, and everyone looked at Fang Yun with their eyes shining.

If Fang Yun only entered with the holy card of the Holy Court, he would be regarded as a special envoy of the Holy Court at most, with a higher status than ordinary scholars. But now he is qualified to engrave the holy card, so his true status is likely to be far beyond everyone's imagination.

The Jing family looked at each other. Not only were there no surprises, but there was a trace of doubt. They hoped that "Ji Zhibai" would be as strong as possible, but there must be a limit. If it was so strong that even the Jing family couldn't compete with it, then it wouldn't be a problem. Good thing.

However, it is difficult to refuse this kind of thing. After all, it is a major event for the human race. If you really refuse, disaster will definitely happen.

So Jing Liren immediately sent someone to fetch the sacred rosewood.

Fang Yun brought the consecrated red sandalwood to the outside of the side hall dedicated to the saints.

"Brother Zhibai, you must be careful." Jing Liren was still afraid of something going wrong.

Fang Yun smiled, did not answer, opened his mouth slightly, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword flew out, carving the sacred red sandalwood into a standard holy card shape.

The knowledgeable scholar looked at Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword and was extremely shocked.

There are actually eight dragon patterns on it!

The aura exuded by that ancient sword is better than all the great Confucian ancient swords!

Some scholars respected Fang Yun more and more, but a few scholars felt uneasy and felt that something was wrong.

Fang Yun held an unengraved holy card and slowly walked into the side hall. Finally, he walked to the end of the side hall and stopped in front of the high platform where the holy card was placed.

Fang Yun held the holy card in his left hand and the ancient True Dragon Sword in his right hand, carving two large characters one stroke at a time.

Good luck.

After carving, Fang Yun put the holy card into the last position of the saints, then turned around and walked out.

There are no unusual changes in the temple.

Everyone understood that this "Ji Zhibai" did have the right to set up the holy card and was not messing around.

After walking out of the side hall, without waiting for anyone to ask, Fang Yun said sternly: "The holy tablet has been newly erected. Please pay homage to it."

Everyone had countless questions in their minds, but business was important and they did not dare to neglect. They all entered the side hall and performed three kowtows and nine bows in the manner of visiting the saints for the first time. They were all like newborn babies.

After paying homage, Jing Liren was about to ask Fang Yun on the holy card if he was the genius Fang Yun mentioned by Lei Tingyu, but Fang Yun smiled and spoke.

"Everyone, let's get to know each other again. My name is Fang Yun. I am indeed the Wenxing Longjue of the Dragon Clan and the special envoy of the Grand Supervisory Council. I am also the Lord of the Yangtze River, the Lord of the Bloody Light, the Lord of the Ten Colds, the Lord of the Holy Court Water Palace, and the King of Jingguo. The Prime Minister of the Left, the Ancestor of Poetry, the Virtual Sage of the Human Race, and the Master of Political Dao."

The air solidified instantly.

Everyone's expressions also solidified.

Time seems to stand still.

Everyone's brains also fell into silence at this moment.

What is going on?

Everyone is thinking differently now.

"It's called Fang Yun? What the hell is it that you set up a holy card for yourself?"

"In other words, we kowtowed to this person just now?"

"Do we have any misunderstanding about the title of Da Ru?"

"Who is this Fang Yun?"

"What are those series of lords?"

"The Human Race's Void Saint? There are still living Void Saints in the human race?"

"What is the political path? Can you become the master of the holy path without being a half-saint?"

In the end, everyone's questions focused on one point, that is, the man in front of him actually established a new holy way and became the master of the holy way who created the political way?

Everyone looked at Fang Yun, and their minds fell into silence again.

Fang Yun took out his official seal and smiled, showing his white teeth.

"From now on, I will take over the Holy Temple of Haijiang City. Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"

The holy temple immediately surged with talent, falling on Fang Yun's official seal.

Everyone in the Jing family was stunned, which meant that even if the Jing family asked for the will of Saint Jing, it would be too late!

The holy temple does not belong to the Jing family, but to the entire human race and all the saints.

In the eyes of all the saints, a Lord of the Holy Path is definitely far more important than a demi-saint on the edge of the ancient land who was consecrated by a trick.

What's more, it was Fang Yun who took over the temple in a legal and reasonable manner.

Unless Jing Sheng's will can deprive Fang Yun of his identity as the master of politics, don't say that Jing Sheng is dead. Even if he is alive, he has no power to deprive him of his identity. He can only watch.

Because the Ceremony Hall has officially announced that it will erect a holy tablet for Fang Yun in all the temples, but the Dongsheng Pavilion, which is responsible for executing this matter, has not yet officially placed it. However, legally, Fang Yun is already qualified to place his holy tablet in any holy temple.